The Cover Up Syndrome Part 18
U smiled. "Okay kids, it's snack time!"
His pupils cheered, warbled, crooned, and made other noises of approval.
The kids deserved it, U told himself. He pitied them. After the trauma they faced from F, only the presence of MiB security was U able to coax the children to calm down.
"No Jasmine, you must share," an insistent voice was saying close by.
Coming over, U sighed in relief. "Thank you ever so much for your help, M." He moved aside and barely missed a collision with two running kids. "Sometimes they're quite a handful, especially in a herd."
An Asian female agent straightened herself and gave a dimpled smile. Unlike most of the agents, she was dressed quite differently.well obviously, due to the fact that she was a nun. Her black cape, white habit, and black veil still kept the traditional MiB colors, though. "You know that I take great pleasure in taking care of children, U. And you're welcome to call me anytime to help out," she said as she plucked an almost thrown Lego from a Gerainian child's tentacles.
U nodded appreciatively and strolled over to the fridge. Today's snack, to U's dismay was Coronian zodberrycake with Yuzin cream. He shook his head. "I kept telling the chefs that the kids needed healtier food."
"What's wrong with this" Taking the plate from U, M began cutting it. Seeing the uneasy look on his face, she smirked. "Oh, come on. It's just a little treat for the kids, especially after.you-know-what," she said gently.
"Yeah, but," U flustered. "It's bad for them; ruins their appetite, has too much sugar, and." At this point, he was near panic. ".and it makes them hyper," he finished with a shudder.
This earned a light-hearted laugh from the nun. "Well," she replied as she started handing out slices, "I think we can handle them."
U's eyebrows moved upward as he shook his head. "Okayyy.if you want a migraine like Zed's, be my guest. And don't say I didn't warn you."
"Always the dramatist. You'd make even Klammic look serene."
U was about to protest, but stopped when M began giggling. Giving in he smiled too. "And you're always the kidder," he remarked.
M beamed as if he complimented her, and picked up the empty plates.
Suddenly a loud siren came on, startling many of the children. Some began crying.
M frowned. What was going on? The children needed peace for their nap time. Being a recent addition to MiB, she looked to U for an explanation for the interruption and was startled by the grim expression on his face.
"U, what's going."
But he paid her no heed. "Kids, you know the drill. Get in line quickly. Don't take anything with you. Find your Safety Buddy."
Confused by his sudden seriousness, M helped him nonetheless. After two quick-counts of the children, they rushed them out of the Daycare Room and proceeded down a flight of stairs.
As they ascended, M looked to U. "Fire drill?" she asked.
U shook his head solemnly. "I wish. That alarm means Code Red."
"What's Code."
"It mean," he narrowed his eyes. "Immediate Danger."
***
X paced about on the green field. "Damn, what is taking them?" he asked agitatedly.
His partner sat nearby, sitting beside Zeeltor. Despite her efforts to awaken him, the Zekklom was still out cold. And what worried her the most was that there were dark-blue bruises around his neck. Clearly, someone had attempted to strangle him. Elle hoped that nothing was broken. Hearing X, she looked up. "More importantly, Cowboy, we should hope that they held back the assault. We're running out of places to retreat."
Turning to her, X gritted his teeth. "You mean places to hide. This shouldn't be happening. We should have been able to stand our ground," he growled.
"That would have been possible, except the fact they a) outnumber us; b) outgun us, and c) have a killing machine that could slaughter us like flies," Elle replied bluntly.
X continued his pacing. "We should be back there. We should do something."
Elle frowned. "Yes, we should do something." Getting up, she handed X a roll of bandages. "Now start taking care of the wounded."
Scowling, X took the roll from her. "What am I, a nurse?" he mumbled as he headed for a young agent with a bad Carbonizer burn.
Sighing in exasperation of her difficult partner, Elle was about to return to tending Zeeltor when she saw movement in the tunnel that they escaped from. Automatically, she reach for her gun but stopped when she saw who it was.
But relief yielded to tension when she saw that Kay and a young dark agent she did not recognized supporting Jay and walking briskly toward her. Even from afar, Elle could tell that Jay was injured badly.
A groan from behind startled her and she turned to see Zeeltor had finally stirred.
Zeeltor and Elle stared in horror as Kay and Janice place Jay unto the ground. Jay was shaking violently and the wound on his arm had swollen greatly.
"What happened?" Elle asked as she covered Jay's body with a blanket and propped up his feet.
Frank padded up from behind Kay. "An droid ambushed us and pumped some kind of poison into him."
Elle shook her head. "That doesn't help. Without identifying the poison, we can't treat him."
"Maybe we don't need to know the poison," Zeeltor said aloud.
All eyes were on him.
Looking unsure of himself, Zeeltor shook his head. "But I can't use my invention on him. It's not tested yet."
Kay crouched down beside him. "Whatever it is, use it. We don't have time to be picky." He looked back at his partner, his lips tightened grimly.
"But." Zeeltor stammered. "My Neuro-Analyzer, Zed, he."
Elle fixed him with a penetrating gaze. "Doctor, it's not the time to blame yourself for Zed's condition. Jay needs help. Now, can we count on you?"
Zeeltor frowned, caught in an inner struggle. His eyes traveled unto the helpless figure of Jay. Then he felt a great determination seize him, as if he found the strength he needed. Whipping out a small bottle containing an orange fluid, Zeeltor began filling a syringe with the substance. Quickly saying a quick prayer to Quetzalcoatl, he injected the substance into Jay.
Suddenly, the seizure stopped, and everyone waited. Moments ticked by slowly.
"Jay?" Kay called quietly.
It was as if Jay had rose form the dead. The color returned to his face and he opened his eyes. Jay gave his partner a smile. "And our boy's back in black," he said.
Everyone sighed in relief. Kay, who had his hands clenched, looked in surprise to see his knuckles had gone white and quickly released his fingers. Looking back to Jay, he smiled. "Good to have you back, Slick."
Jay examined his arm, surprised that the wound had almost closed up. He whistled. "Yo, Doc. What's the Miracle Juice?"
Zeeltor smiled. "It's just a little something I've worked on for a while. It acts like clay and molds to the shape of any poison's molecules, neutralizing the poison.
X, who had came up at the last minute, frowned as Jay sat up. "Oh darn, he's not dead?" Jay shot him a scowl.
Elle pinched X hard. "Okay, enough pleasantries. Now what are we going to do?"
Kay straightened himself. "First thing's first. We need to make sure we're on the same page here, so we need to figure out the situation."
X pretended to think hard. "Uh, let's see here: Disgruntled agents snapped after 30 years and open fire on their own men?" Elle slapped him upside the head.
"Yet why?" Janice pondered.
"It's the deneuralizations," came a voice.
Everyone turned.
Strolling up the field casually, were agents H and N.
"The problem started after the deneuralizations," H continued. "I've noticed that pattern in the records."
Jay cocked an eyebrow. "Meaning."
"Meaning," N finished. "That the aggression towards aliens laid dormant within the agents, unresolved. The deneuralization served as the corkpopper."
A realization hit Zeeltor. "I remember! That man, inside Zed's dream, his name was.Moffat!"
Everyone exchanged confused glances, for none of them could recall the name.
"He was inside Zed's mind all these years, waiting for something to release him," Zeeltor tried to explain.
"You see, Moffat somehow ended up at Flushing Meadows on the night of the First Encounter, yet he was from the future. Jay and Kay had sent him there by use of a Quantum Time Leaper after he was neuralized. Unwittingly, the Baltians gave Moffat a droid that contained someone or something called Omega."
N shot Zeeltor a hard stare, causing the Zekklom to halt. N shared an uneasy look with Kay.
"Yo, Kay. Who's this Omega dude?" Jay asked.
Kay's lips tightened. "I'll tell you later. First, let the Doctor finish his story." He nodded to Zeeltor.
"Well, Omega plotted with Moffat to take over MiB. At fist they tried using Alpha. (Kay glowered.) He failed to meet their use due to his greed and so it was settled that E, that's what Moffat was called as an agent, should become the chief to manipulate the agency from behind the scenes. Needless to say, Zed was chosen instead, which almost ended their plan.
"But then they kipnapped Zed, and Omega killed E and took something from his body and placed it into Zed."
Kay nodded. "It's the Soul Integrator." Seeing the perplexed looks on everyone's faces, he ignored them and said, "Please continue Doctor."
"Then there was this great battle within Zed's mind and E won with the help of Omega," Zeeltor finished.
"So, the agents who attacked us are E's men?" Janice asked.
Zeeltor nodded. "Most definitely. E said the men that are under our protection are the same men that will destroy us."
Jay whistled. "So this E dude covered his tracks by neuralizing everyone that helped him and waited."
Elle frowned. "But that would mean that the identity of those agents are."
"Nothing but lies," X finished.
"And they really do want to shis-kabob us," Frank gulped. "And I thought that it was something they ate."
"Still," Jay retorted. "Why wait 30 years? Sounds like a sorry plan to me."
Shaking his head, Zeeltor replied, "They didn't expect to. E only neuralized them while he practiced Zed's persona for 6 months."
"So what happened?" Elle questioned.
Kay looked to H, who had remained strangely quiet for most of the time. "Care to fill us in on that old friend?"
N smirked, clearly enjoying the tight spot H was in.
Scowling H turned back to the others, and addressed them, avoiding their eyes. " Zed had almost died thirty years ago.because of me."
"Of course I was not aware of who was possessing him but, dam, the imposter acted just like Zed that I didn't suspect anything," H continued wearily. "Back in that day, I had been just like Zeeltor; coming up with grand ideas and excited to try them out. I came up with a device that would increase telepathic potential, and Zed, rather E, was interested in it. He convinced me that he wanted to use it on himself so as to defend himself against any mental attack by any telepath." He sighed. "My invention backfired however."
"That's why I suspected Zed couldn't be trusted," N growled. "I had noticed the small but significant changes in his personality after that incident."
"Whoa, whoa! Wait a minute," Frank piped up. "I saw you going after Zed with your hand on the trigger."
N nodded. "I don't deny it. But then again you too would do the same if you had seen what I had. Remember the fire in Zeeltor's lab?"
Everyone nodded. Zeeltor on the other hand was confounded. "But it wasn't just."
"That was no accident," N said grimly. "I manage to snag the security cam in time before the flames got to it. The surveillance revealed that Zed had started the fire. But that was the beginning. For a while I tailed him, noticing that he was often within the company of Y or his cohorts. Zed would deny he'd ever met up with them or excuse himself as trying to deter their efforts, but I knew he was lying. Their moves got so bold as to delete vital defense files, that I replaced. They threatened to exterminate me, so I carried my sidearm everywhere."
"Even into the Residence Hall?" Jay asked, remembering the disturbance there.
"Of course," N answered matter-of-factly.
Jay frowned. "And what about you Kay?" Looking at his partner, "Didn't you think somethin' was up?"
Shaking his head, Kay replied, "Not really. Like H said, E had posed as Zed so well, I couldn't sense anything either."
"Also, you were a bit green too, don't forget," N sneered.
Kay glared at him, but only pursed his lips.
"Now that we're aware of the situation, could you please tell us who's this Omega," Janice pressed, breaking the tension between the older men.
Kay and N gave each other dark looks, then N drew away to answer. "This case was kept classified and filed in the Silver Caliber Department. According to our records, Omega was a massive biological satellite with god- like powers. Built by a race that occupied the Verudian planet long before the modern-day Verudians inhabitants, its purpose was to elevate its makers."
"Elevate?" Jay interjected. "What do you mean 'elevate'?"
"Well, the tablet that the S.C. interpreted wasn't all too clear. Yet we know for sure that the makers began a chain of conquests, much like the Romans. What was strange was that they were in the same technological age we are in today, except with moderate telepathic abilities. Yet somehow their culture accelerated and the people jumped over many technological ages."
"So, the droid is typically a living relic," Elle said.
N nodded. "Appears so. Omega itself disappeared along with its makers after 3000 years of ruling a third of the intergalactic nations. Only remnants of Omega are left, which the modern Verudians lost the art of constructing such a device and so confinscated and placed the pieces into what we call Cosmic Integrators, which you all know that it enables the user to integrate any physical parts of any race into the user's body."
Jay stared at Kay, knowing full well that his partner seen the corruption the Cosmic Integrator caused to Alpha, his mentor. Jay knew that even despite the close bond he formed with Kay, he would never be able to phantom the hell his partner went through. And what was most tragic was that the tumor was embedded into Kay's soul, and Jay had no idea how to remove it.
Catching his stare, Kay gave him a weak smile, but Jay knew it hid the pain within.
X whistled. "So what do we do now? Do we kill all those traitorous bastards?"
Elle kicked him, and he glowered ("I was just kidding.).
Kay shook his head. "Keep your weapons on stun; we are peacekeepers not executioners. Now we're going to divide into three teams. Janice come with Jay and me. Elle, X, take Frank (X and Frank glared at each other). Zeeltor go with N and H.
"There are three gates into MiB: The North, South, and West Gates. My team will take the North. Elle's take South, and N's take West. Our objective is to find Zed and immobilize him. Free any prisoners you find, and use them to surround Y's men," Kay finished. "Any questions?"
Everyone mumbled negative.
"Okay, let's move out."
U smiled. "Okay kids, it's snack time!"
His pupils cheered, warbled, crooned, and made other noises of approval.
The kids deserved it, U told himself. He pitied them. After the trauma they faced from F, only the presence of MiB security was U able to coax the children to calm down.
"No Jasmine, you must share," an insistent voice was saying close by.
Coming over, U sighed in relief. "Thank you ever so much for your help, M." He moved aside and barely missed a collision with two running kids. "Sometimes they're quite a handful, especially in a herd."
An Asian female agent straightened herself and gave a dimpled smile. Unlike most of the agents, she was dressed quite differently.well obviously, due to the fact that she was a nun. Her black cape, white habit, and black veil still kept the traditional MiB colors, though. "You know that I take great pleasure in taking care of children, U. And you're welcome to call me anytime to help out," she said as she plucked an almost thrown Lego from a Gerainian child's tentacles.
U nodded appreciatively and strolled over to the fridge. Today's snack, to U's dismay was Coronian zodberrycake with Yuzin cream. He shook his head. "I kept telling the chefs that the kids needed healtier food."
"What's wrong with this" Taking the plate from U, M began cutting it. Seeing the uneasy look on his face, she smirked. "Oh, come on. It's just a little treat for the kids, especially after.you-know-what," she said gently.
"Yeah, but," U flustered. "It's bad for them; ruins their appetite, has too much sugar, and." At this point, he was near panic. ".and it makes them hyper," he finished with a shudder.
This earned a light-hearted laugh from the nun. "Well," she replied as she started handing out slices, "I think we can handle them."
U's eyebrows moved upward as he shook his head. "Okayyy.if you want a migraine like Zed's, be my guest. And don't say I didn't warn you."
"Always the dramatist. You'd make even Klammic look serene."
U was about to protest, but stopped when M began giggling. Giving in he smiled too. "And you're always the kidder," he remarked.
M beamed as if he complimented her, and picked up the empty plates.
Suddenly a loud siren came on, startling many of the children. Some began crying.
M frowned. What was going on? The children needed peace for their nap time. Being a recent addition to MiB, she looked to U for an explanation for the interruption and was startled by the grim expression on his face.
"U, what's going."
But he paid her no heed. "Kids, you know the drill. Get in line quickly. Don't take anything with you. Find your Safety Buddy."
Confused by his sudden seriousness, M helped him nonetheless. After two quick-counts of the children, they rushed them out of the Daycare Room and proceeded down a flight of stairs.
As they ascended, M looked to U. "Fire drill?" she asked.
U shook his head solemnly. "I wish. That alarm means Code Red."
"What's Code."
"It mean," he narrowed his eyes. "Immediate Danger."
***
X paced about on the green field. "Damn, what is taking them?" he asked agitatedly.
His partner sat nearby, sitting beside Zeeltor. Despite her efforts to awaken him, the Zekklom was still out cold. And what worried her the most was that there were dark-blue bruises around his neck. Clearly, someone had attempted to strangle him. Elle hoped that nothing was broken. Hearing X, she looked up. "More importantly, Cowboy, we should hope that they held back the assault. We're running out of places to retreat."
Turning to her, X gritted his teeth. "You mean places to hide. This shouldn't be happening. We should have been able to stand our ground," he growled.
"That would have been possible, except the fact they a) outnumber us; b) outgun us, and c) have a killing machine that could slaughter us like flies," Elle replied bluntly.
X continued his pacing. "We should be back there. We should do something."
Elle frowned. "Yes, we should do something." Getting up, she handed X a roll of bandages. "Now start taking care of the wounded."
Scowling, X took the roll from her. "What am I, a nurse?" he mumbled as he headed for a young agent with a bad Carbonizer burn.
Sighing in exasperation of her difficult partner, Elle was about to return to tending Zeeltor when she saw movement in the tunnel that they escaped from. Automatically, she reach for her gun but stopped when she saw who it was.
But relief yielded to tension when she saw that Kay and a young dark agent she did not recognized supporting Jay and walking briskly toward her. Even from afar, Elle could tell that Jay was injured badly.
A groan from behind startled her and she turned to see Zeeltor had finally stirred.
Zeeltor and Elle stared in horror as Kay and Janice place Jay unto the ground. Jay was shaking violently and the wound on his arm had swollen greatly.
"What happened?" Elle asked as she covered Jay's body with a blanket and propped up his feet.
Frank padded up from behind Kay. "An droid ambushed us and pumped some kind of poison into him."
Elle shook her head. "That doesn't help. Without identifying the poison, we can't treat him."
"Maybe we don't need to know the poison," Zeeltor said aloud.
All eyes were on him.
Looking unsure of himself, Zeeltor shook his head. "But I can't use my invention on him. It's not tested yet."
Kay crouched down beside him. "Whatever it is, use it. We don't have time to be picky." He looked back at his partner, his lips tightened grimly.
"But." Zeeltor stammered. "My Neuro-Analyzer, Zed, he."
Elle fixed him with a penetrating gaze. "Doctor, it's not the time to blame yourself for Zed's condition. Jay needs help. Now, can we count on you?"
Zeeltor frowned, caught in an inner struggle. His eyes traveled unto the helpless figure of Jay. Then he felt a great determination seize him, as if he found the strength he needed. Whipping out a small bottle containing an orange fluid, Zeeltor began filling a syringe with the substance. Quickly saying a quick prayer to Quetzalcoatl, he injected the substance into Jay.
Suddenly, the seizure stopped, and everyone waited. Moments ticked by slowly.
"Jay?" Kay called quietly.
It was as if Jay had rose form the dead. The color returned to his face and he opened his eyes. Jay gave his partner a smile. "And our boy's back in black," he said.
Everyone sighed in relief. Kay, who had his hands clenched, looked in surprise to see his knuckles had gone white and quickly released his fingers. Looking back to Jay, he smiled. "Good to have you back, Slick."
Jay examined his arm, surprised that the wound had almost closed up. He whistled. "Yo, Doc. What's the Miracle Juice?"
Zeeltor smiled. "It's just a little something I've worked on for a while. It acts like clay and molds to the shape of any poison's molecules, neutralizing the poison.
X, who had came up at the last minute, frowned as Jay sat up. "Oh darn, he's not dead?" Jay shot him a scowl.
Elle pinched X hard. "Okay, enough pleasantries. Now what are we going to do?"
Kay straightened himself. "First thing's first. We need to make sure we're on the same page here, so we need to figure out the situation."
X pretended to think hard. "Uh, let's see here: Disgruntled agents snapped after 30 years and open fire on their own men?" Elle slapped him upside the head.
"Yet why?" Janice pondered.
"It's the deneuralizations," came a voice.
Everyone turned.
Strolling up the field casually, were agents H and N.
"The problem started after the deneuralizations," H continued. "I've noticed that pattern in the records."
Jay cocked an eyebrow. "Meaning."
"Meaning," N finished. "That the aggression towards aliens laid dormant within the agents, unresolved. The deneuralization served as the corkpopper."
A realization hit Zeeltor. "I remember! That man, inside Zed's dream, his name was.Moffat!"
Everyone exchanged confused glances, for none of them could recall the name.
"He was inside Zed's mind all these years, waiting for something to release him," Zeeltor tried to explain.
"You see, Moffat somehow ended up at Flushing Meadows on the night of the First Encounter, yet he was from the future. Jay and Kay had sent him there by use of a Quantum Time Leaper after he was neuralized. Unwittingly, the Baltians gave Moffat a droid that contained someone or something called Omega."
N shot Zeeltor a hard stare, causing the Zekklom to halt. N shared an uneasy look with Kay.
"Yo, Kay. Who's this Omega dude?" Jay asked.
Kay's lips tightened. "I'll tell you later. First, let the Doctor finish his story." He nodded to Zeeltor.
"Well, Omega plotted with Moffat to take over MiB. At fist they tried using Alpha. (Kay glowered.) He failed to meet their use due to his greed and so it was settled that E, that's what Moffat was called as an agent, should become the chief to manipulate the agency from behind the scenes. Needless to say, Zed was chosen instead, which almost ended their plan.
"But then they kipnapped Zed, and Omega killed E and took something from his body and placed it into Zed."
Kay nodded. "It's the Soul Integrator." Seeing the perplexed looks on everyone's faces, he ignored them and said, "Please continue Doctor."
"Then there was this great battle within Zed's mind and E won with the help of Omega," Zeeltor finished.
"So, the agents who attacked us are E's men?" Janice asked.
Zeeltor nodded. "Most definitely. E said the men that are under our protection are the same men that will destroy us."
Jay whistled. "So this E dude covered his tracks by neuralizing everyone that helped him and waited."
Elle frowned. "But that would mean that the identity of those agents are."
"Nothing but lies," X finished.
"And they really do want to shis-kabob us," Frank gulped. "And I thought that it was something they ate."
"Still," Jay retorted. "Why wait 30 years? Sounds like a sorry plan to me."
Shaking his head, Zeeltor replied, "They didn't expect to. E only neuralized them while he practiced Zed's persona for 6 months."
"So what happened?" Elle questioned.
Kay looked to H, who had remained strangely quiet for most of the time. "Care to fill us in on that old friend?"
N smirked, clearly enjoying the tight spot H was in.
Scowling H turned back to the others, and addressed them, avoiding their eyes. " Zed had almost died thirty years ago.because of me."
"Of course I was not aware of who was possessing him but, dam, the imposter acted just like Zed that I didn't suspect anything," H continued wearily. "Back in that day, I had been just like Zeeltor; coming up with grand ideas and excited to try them out. I came up with a device that would increase telepathic potential, and Zed, rather E, was interested in it. He convinced me that he wanted to use it on himself so as to defend himself against any mental attack by any telepath." He sighed. "My invention backfired however."
"That's why I suspected Zed couldn't be trusted," N growled. "I had noticed the small but significant changes in his personality after that incident."
"Whoa, whoa! Wait a minute," Frank piped up. "I saw you going after Zed with your hand on the trigger."
N nodded. "I don't deny it. But then again you too would do the same if you had seen what I had. Remember the fire in Zeeltor's lab?"
Everyone nodded. Zeeltor on the other hand was confounded. "But it wasn't just."
"That was no accident," N said grimly. "I manage to snag the security cam in time before the flames got to it. The surveillance revealed that Zed had started the fire. But that was the beginning. For a while I tailed him, noticing that he was often within the company of Y or his cohorts. Zed would deny he'd ever met up with them or excuse himself as trying to deter their efforts, but I knew he was lying. Their moves got so bold as to delete vital defense files, that I replaced. They threatened to exterminate me, so I carried my sidearm everywhere."
"Even into the Residence Hall?" Jay asked, remembering the disturbance there.
"Of course," N answered matter-of-factly.
Jay frowned. "And what about you Kay?" Looking at his partner, "Didn't you think somethin' was up?"
Shaking his head, Kay replied, "Not really. Like H said, E had posed as Zed so well, I couldn't sense anything either."
"Also, you were a bit green too, don't forget," N sneered.
Kay glared at him, but only pursed his lips.
"Now that we're aware of the situation, could you please tell us who's this Omega," Janice pressed, breaking the tension between the older men.
Kay and N gave each other dark looks, then N drew away to answer. "This case was kept classified and filed in the Silver Caliber Department. According to our records, Omega was a massive biological satellite with god- like powers. Built by a race that occupied the Verudian planet long before the modern-day Verudians inhabitants, its purpose was to elevate its makers."
"Elevate?" Jay interjected. "What do you mean 'elevate'?"
"Well, the tablet that the S.C. interpreted wasn't all too clear. Yet we know for sure that the makers began a chain of conquests, much like the Romans. What was strange was that they were in the same technological age we are in today, except with moderate telepathic abilities. Yet somehow their culture accelerated and the people jumped over many technological ages."
"So, the droid is typically a living relic," Elle said.
N nodded. "Appears so. Omega itself disappeared along with its makers after 3000 years of ruling a third of the intergalactic nations. Only remnants of Omega are left, which the modern Verudians lost the art of constructing such a device and so confinscated and placed the pieces into what we call Cosmic Integrators, which you all know that it enables the user to integrate any physical parts of any race into the user's body."
Jay stared at Kay, knowing full well that his partner seen the corruption the Cosmic Integrator caused to Alpha, his mentor. Jay knew that even despite the close bond he formed with Kay, he would never be able to phantom the hell his partner went through. And what was most tragic was that the tumor was embedded into Kay's soul, and Jay had no idea how to remove it.
Catching his stare, Kay gave him a weak smile, but Jay knew it hid the pain within.
X whistled. "So what do we do now? Do we kill all those traitorous bastards?"
Elle kicked him, and he glowered ("I was just kidding.).
Kay shook his head. "Keep your weapons on stun; we are peacekeepers not executioners. Now we're going to divide into three teams. Janice come with Jay and me. Elle, X, take Frank (X and Frank glared at each other). Zeeltor go with N and H.
"There are three gates into MiB: The North, South, and West Gates. My team will take the North. Elle's take South, and N's take West. Our objective is to find Zed and immobilize him. Free any prisoners you find, and use them to surround Y's men," Kay finished. "Any questions?"
Everyone mumbled negative.
"Okay, let's move out."