* A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while. I've had other things to do and now that they're
all out the way let's have some FUN! *
## Cid's POV ##
Now, I'm not much of a story teller but I have got to write this chapter. It's all so
$#%^$%^ing funny. Anyhows, that ghetto !@$@#% #$^$ Carter took us downtown LA
so we could get a feel of the area we were in. It was kind of like Midgar. There was
always someone walking up or down the street. Some bums were living in the alleys in
huge cardboard boxes. We were used to seeing things like that. It's #$&$%&ing sad that
nothing's changed in the many years that have passed. There will always be homeless
people. That's a @#^$% shame. We stopped for lunch in a place called "Pizza Hut." We
knew what pizza was, but I don't $^&^%%&ing get how with all the technology people
had back in those times they called a restaurant "Pizza Hut." Everyone shared my pain.
"Gee, they're creative," Cloud said rolling his eyes. We all walked in and ordered two large
pepperoni pizzas.
"This better be good," Barret said. "I didn't go through all that @#%$&^#$ to eat some
light salad."
"That would actually hit the spot right now," Red said. I never new he was a vegetarian.
Heh, who $%&%ing knew?
Tifa and Yuffie were chatting about something they saw on the road. A gold chain or
something. Tifa was wearing it around her neck. "It's blingin!" she giggled.
"Yeah, girl, bling it!" Carter said laughing also.
"I can bling all the way down to the floor!" she said giggling harder. Cloud had this sick
puppy look on his face. He was leaning on his table with his chin propped up on his hand
facing Tifa. I didn't know whether to laugh or to #^$%^ing vomit. It's not every day you
see Cloud Strife look lovesick.
"Oh yeah," Carter said licking his lips.
"Mm hmm," she said winking at him.
"Bling it on ova to papa," he said winking back. That Carter knows some cheesy pick-up
lines. He's REALLY gonna win her over!
"Okay!" Tifa replied grinning from ear to ear. I was shocked. Tifa's not the kind of girl to
give into a thug wannabe like Carter. What she did next surprised me even more. Tifa got
up and walked over to Cloud and sat on his lap. Cloud was more surprised then I was. He
jolted up and started scratching the back of his head, something he did when he was
embarrassed. "Whoo, you're excited, aren't ya Cloud?" Tifa said snickering. "I feel a little
package tryin to get into the mailbox!" she said getting off of him and sitting beside him.
We were all laughing by the time she reached the seat. Cloud was red in the face as he
kept scratching the back of his head.
"I...uh..." he mumbled. Poor guy. Couldn't find the words to say.
#$^$^. Anyway, our pizza came and we ate. Nothing interesting happened. We just ate
and talked about our plan of attack...and Carter was trying to hit on Yuffie. "We didn't get
off on the right foot," he cooed," but we can make a change for the betta."
"I'd love that," she began, "but seeing as you call me Asian when I'm Wutaian...it just
messes everything up."
"Wutaian? What the #$^$%^ is that?" he asked. What kind of $%&^$% doesn't know
Wutai? I could have clocked him one.
"It's something too complex for you to handle," Yuffie answered. "Meaning you and me
could never be." She smiled and then finished her pizza.
When we were done we figured it was about time to start working on our mission. "So
where to?" Tifa asked.
"The Federal Bureau of Investigation," Red answered. We all gave him confused looks.
"Also known as the FBI," Carter added.
"It's like the police, only to a higher level," Red explained.
"Right," Cloud said.
"It's only a couple of blocks away from here so c'mon, can't be wastin any time," Carter
said moving into a fast walk. When we had slowed our pace down it was in front of a tall
red brick building. "Here it is," Carter told us. Carter had this huge act before we went
inside. He talked to some security guards and gloated about how he had saved the city a
couple of times with his partner Lee. He put on a pair of sunshades and then motioned for
us to follow him. I guess he was trying to make believe that we were his #$^$%&^ing
posse. We all walked in to see a set-up like it was the President's house. It looked nothing
like a police station. Offices had nice leather chairs, nice desks, a black dell computer with
a flat screen...the whole setup.The computer looked like a nice gift for Shera, come to
think of it. "Yo, I'm here fuh da case," he said walking into a big open room full of FBI
agents.
"Case?" one of them asked. He was towards the front of the room. He looked like he was
president or associated with the president judging by his seating. He was seated atthe left
of three chairs at the front of the room.
"Yeah man, Prizmle and all dem cats," Carter said.
"Oookay...um, who are your companions?" the agent asked.
"Oh, them? Uuh...excuse me," Carter said. He turned to us and whispered, "Should I tell
them your real names?"
"No, we can't exist in any time period besides our own," Red answered. "Say we're your
posse like you want us to be."
"Oh, aight, Redman." He turned back to the agent. "They're just my posse. My agent, my
publicist, and some groupies." Tifa and Yuffie pretended to giggle.
"Posse? This isn't the media, folks," the agent said turning back to the work on his desk.
"Take your posse and yourself somewhere else."
"Didn't you hear what I said before that?" Carter said getting smart. "I said we're here to
work on the case. Just because they're my posse doesn't mean they'll be working as my
posse."
"Then what purpose will they serve?" the agent said not looking up.
"Partners," Carter said. We all looked at him. Cloud looked the most shocked. On our
way to the headquarters Carter told us about his past cases and how he didn't like the idea
of working with a partner. He told us about how it was hard to accept the fact that he had
to work with a partner. To hear him say we were his partners without us asking him to
was shocking.
"Hmm..." the agent said to himself. "All right. You want a case? You got a case." We all
smiled. We didn't celebrate because we knew from past experiences that everything has
strings attached and things just don't come as easily as they used to. "We gotta get a few
things straight here. This is the FBI. That means all work, no play. I don't know how all of
you are qualified so the next step is to train you." Barret folded his arms. "I know Carter is
qualified, and looking at you," he said pointing to Barret, "you seem fit for the case. As
for the rest of you..." he said looking at everyone for a couple of seconds each, "let's see
what you've got." He led the five of us out to the "backyard" of the headquarters. We
were on a field so I figured this was where we'd be showing the agent our skills. "Who's
going first?" he asked as he turned around to face us.
"I will," Barret offered. He stepped forward and stuck his arm out revealing the built-in
gun he had in his arm. He made a couple of shots at a target and had bulls-eyes for each
one. He lifted a couple of anvils with his one hand and juggled with them.
"Exceptional," the agent said. "Let's see if you're good with karate," he said. He whistled
and then two men came running from the side and lined up beside each other. They were
big men but not bigger than Barret. "Attack," the agent instructed. Barret did so. He
punched, flipped, kicked, and smashed with ease. Within about thirty seconds both men
were on the ground groaning from pain. One was bruised all over and the other had two
black eyes.
"Is that good enough fer ya?" Barret asked.
"Very good," the agent said raising his eyebrows. "Who's next?"
"Me," Tifa said stepping forward.
"Aren't you a little dainty for this?" the agent questioned. Tifa walked up to him, smiled,
punched, and then flipped him.
"Did that feel dainty to you?" she asked, still smiling.
"No," the agent said breathlessly. "Let's see how you do with three of my other agents," he
said as he was getting off of the ground. He whistled again and three female agents ran out
to the field in full uniform. "Attack," the agent instructed again. Tifa stood in the same
position she was in. She used one hand and one foot to attack all three while singing softly
to herself. The three other females soon grew irascible and fought with all they had in
them. Tifa thought this was amusing so she used meteor strike to defeat all three
of them at the same time. She knew no one in this time period knew what a limit break
was. When she was done she went into her military stance of victory. The other three
females were on the ground struggling for the strength to get up. I looked over to see the
agent nodding his head. "I like what I see. Good job." Tifa nodded. "Next?"
"I'll go," I offered. I stepped forward. I already had in mind what I wanted to do. Nope,
not the highwind. The agent whistled again and this time four men came out.
"Once again, attack," the agent said. The four men came after me and I jumped into the
air. They looked up bewildered. I dropped back to the ground with my spear embedded in
it. I made sure it was a weak blow, I didn't wanna #$%$#%ing kill the guys. That one
blow did it, sure enough. They all fell to the ground bruised and bleeding.
"%^%&#%! I know you liked that, huh?" I said to the agent.
"Incredible," he whispered. "Absolutely amazing. I like what I've seen so far. How many
of you are left? Two? Okay, you," he said pointing to Cloud, "are next." Tifa smiled at the
rest of us and we smiled back. We all knew he was going to use his big @#%#$% sword.
The agent whistled and five men came out. It took me a while to figure out there was a
pattern. "Attack," he said. Cloud smiled and unsheathed his sword. Two of the men ran
around him making a circle. Cloud tried to hold back laughter as he prepared his sword for
blade beam. He hit the strongest looking man with the first energy wave and then watched
as the other men were hit. They all fell to the ground as soon as they were hit. They
looked like dominos. Cloud sheathed his sword and then went back in line with the rest of
us. #$#$^#$%, he knew he was good.
The agent started sweating. "Unbelievable," he said getting out a handkerchief. "I don't
need to see anymore. You've got the case."
"Wait!" Yuffie said. "You're just gonna overlook me? I don't think so!" Yuffie stepped
forward with fury. She attacked the agent with greased lightning...twice. $^%#$%, was
she mad. "Now you can give us the case," she spat at him before turning around to walk
back in line.
"Ah-ah-oow," the agent managed to say. He looked paralyzed.
"Yuffie!" we all yelled.
"Ugh, you guys are losers," she said fishing around in her pockets. She got out a cure
materia and in a matter of minutes he was fine.
"Let's go inside for the details of your case," the agent said walking inside. We followed
him into a small room with red lights. "You've proven yourselves worthy of the case. You
have fighting skills, wit, and you can work together as a team. You're quite a group if
Carter was able to accept you as his partners. I want to keep this brief so you can all start
working immediately after sunset. Prizmle, you all know, is a mastermind. He and his gang
disguise themselves as the Shanrya Co., a company that produces Shanrya computers.
Prizmle has hardly ever shown his face around there because he knows that's one of the
places we'll be looking. We don't know where his real headquarters is, but we know
Shanrya is where some of his biggest meetings are held. Your job is to find Prizmle's
headquarters and to stop him at all costs. We want him dead or alive. With your skill,
there's no doubt in my mind that you can stop him."
"Yes, sir," we all said.
"But before you go, you must all call each other by your last names," the agent said. "For
instance, I'm Durrain."
"Jaggon," Cloud said.
"Luthai," Yuffie said.
"Moore," Barret said.
"Graze," Tifa said.
"Lowen," I said.
We were dismissed after we were given our first assignment. We were to go to a bar
uptown. The FBI suspected that there was a party there for Prizmle agents that night.
Bring it on, #$^$#^.
* A/N: Yay! That's it for chapter four! I hope you liked it! I enjoyed writing it. Review
please! *
all out the way let's have some FUN! *
## Cid's POV ##
Now, I'm not much of a story teller but I have got to write this chapter. It's all so
$#%^$%^ing funny. Anyhows, that ghetto !@$@#% #$^$ Carter took us downtown LA
so we could get a feel of the area we were in. It was kind of like Midgar. There was
always someone walking up or down the street. Some bums were living in the alleys in
huge cardboard boxes. We were used to seeing things like that. It's #$&$%&ing sad that
nothing's changed in the many years that have passed. There will always be homeless
people. That's a @#^$% shame. We stopped for lunch in a place called "Pizza Hut." We
knew what pizza was, but I don't $^&^%%&ing get how with all the technology people
had back in those times they called a restaurant "Pizza Hut." Everyone shared my pain.
"Gee, they're creative," Cloud said rolling his eyes. We all walked in and ordered two large
pepperoni pizzas.
"This better be good," Barret said. "I didn't go through all that @#%$&^#$ to eat some
light salad."
"That would actually hit the spot right now," Red said. I never new he was a vegetarian.
Heh, who $%&%ing knew?
Tifa and Yuffie were chatting about something they saw on the road. A gold chain or
something. Tifa was wearing it around her neck. "It's blingin!" she giggled.
"Yeah, girl, bling it!" Carter said laughing also.
"I can bling all the way down to the floor!" she said giggling harder. Cloud had this sick
puppy look on his face. He was leaning on his table with his chin propped up on his hand
facing Tifa. I didn't know whether to laugh or to #^$%^ing vomit. It's not every day you
see Cloud Strife look lovesick.
"Oh yeah," Carter said licking his lips.
"Mm hmm," she said winking at him.
"Bling it on ova to papa," he said winking back. That Carter knows some cheesy pick-up
lines. He's REALLY gonna win her over!
"Okay!" Tifa replied grinning from ear to ear. I was shocked. Tifa's not the kind of girl to
give into a thug wannabe like Carter. What she did next surprised me even more. Tifa got
up and walked over to Cloud and sat on his lap. Cloud was more surprised then I was. He
jolted up and started scratching the back of his head, something he did when he was
embarrassed. "Whoo, you're excited, aren't ya Cloud?" Tifa said snickering. "I feel a little
package tryin to get into the mailbox!" she said getting off of him and sitting beside him.
We were all laughing by the time she reached the seat. Cloud was red in the face as he
kept scratching the back of his head.
"I...uh..." he mumbled. Poor guy. Couldn't find the words to say.
#$^$^. Anyway, our pizza came and we ate. Nothing interesting happened. We just ate
and talked about our plan of attack...and Carter was trying to hit on Yuffie. "We didn't get
off on the right foot," he cooed," but we can make a change for the betta."
"I'd love that," she began, "but seeing as you call me Asian when I'm Wutaian...it just
messes everything up."
"Wutaian? What the #$^$%^ is that?" he asked. What kind of $%&^$% doesn't know
Wutai? I could have clocked him one.
"It's something too complex for you to handle," Yuffie answered. "Meaning you and me
could never be." She smiled and then finished her pizza.
When we were done we figured it was about time to start working on our mission. "So
where to?" Tifa asked.
"The Federal Bureau of Investigation," Red answered. We all gave him confused looks.
"Also known as the FBI," Carter added.
"It's like the police, only to a higher level," Red explained.
"Right," Cloud said.
"It's only a couple of blocks away from here so c'mon, can't be wastin any time," Carter
said moving into a fast walk. When we had slowed our pace down it was in front of a tall
red brick building. "Here it is," Carter told us. Carter had this huge act before we went
inside. He talked to some security guards and gloated about how he had saved the city a
couple of times with his partner Lee. He put on a pair of sunshades and then motioned for
us to follow him. I guess he was trying to make believe that we were his #$^$%&^ing
posse. We all walked in to see a set-up like it was the President's house. It looked nothing
like a police station. Offices had nice leather chairs, nice desks, a black dell computer with
a flat screen...the whole setup.The computer looked like a nice gift for Shera, come to
think of it. "Yo, I'm here fuh da case," he said walking into a big open room full of FBI
agents.
"Case?" one of them asked. He was towards the front of the room. He looked like he was
president or associated with the president judging by his seating. He was seated atthe left
of three chairs at the front of the room.
"Yeah man, Prizmle and all dem cats," Carter said.
"Oookay...um, who are your companions?" the agent asked.
"Oh, them? Uuh...excuse me," Carter said. He turned to us and whispered, "Should I tell
them your real names?"
"No, we can't exist in any time period besides our own," Red answered. "Say we're your
posse like you want us to be."
"Oh, aight, Redman." He turned back to the agent. "They're just my posse. My agent, my
publicist, and some groupies." Tifa and Yuffie pretended to giggle.
"Posse? This isn't the media, folks," the agent said turning back to the work on his desk.
"Take your posse and yourself somewhere else."
"Didn't you hear what I said before that?" Carter said getting smart. "I said we're here to
work on the case. Just because they're my posse doesn't mean they'll be working as my
posse."
"Then what purpose will they serve?" the agent said not looking up.
"Partners," Carter said. We all looked at him. Cloud looked the most shocked. On our
way to the headquarters Carter told us about his past cases and how he didn't like the idea
of working with a partner. He told us about how it was hard to accept the fact that he had
to work with a partner. To hear him say we were his partners without us asking him to
was shocking.
"Hmm..." the agent said to himself. "All right. You want a case? You got a case." We all
smiled. We didn't celebrate because we knew from past experiences that everything has
strings attached and things just don't come as easily as they used to. "We gotta get a few
things straight here. This is the FBI. That means all work, no play. I don't know how all of
you are qualified so the next step is to train you." Barret folded his arms. "I know Carter is
qualified, and looking at you," he said pointing to Barret, "you seem fit for the case. As
for the rest of you..." he said looking at everyone for a couple of seconds each, "let's see
what you've got." He led the five of us out to the "backyard" of the headquarters. We
were on a field so I figured this was where we'd be showing the agent our skills. "Who's
going first?" he asked as he turned around to face us.
"I will," Barret offered. He stepped forward and stuck his arm out revealing the built-in
gun he had in his arm. He made a couple of shots at a target and had bulls-eyes for each
one. He lifted a couple of anvils with his one hand and juggled with them.
"Exceptional," the agent said. "Let's see if you're good with karate," he said. He whistled
and then two men came running from the side and lined up beside each other. They were
big men but not bigger than Barret. "Attack," the agent instructed. Barret did so. He
punched, flipped, kicked, and smashed with ease. Within about thirty seconds both men
were on the ground groaning from pain. One was bruised all over and the other had two
black eyes.
"Is that good enough fer ya?" Barret asked.
"Very good," the agent said raising his eyebrows. "Who's next?"
"Me," Tifa said stepping forward.
"Aren't you a little dainty for this?" the agent questioned. Tifa walked up to him, smiled,
punched, and then flipped him.
"Did that feel dainty to you?" she asked, still smiling.
"No," the agent said breathlessly. "Let's see how you do with three of my other agents," he
said as he was getting off of the ground. He whistled again and three female agents ran out
to the field in full uniform. "Attack," the agent instructed again. Tifa stood in the same
position she was in. She used one hand and one foot to attack all three while singing softly
to herself. The three other females soon grew irascible and fought with all they had in
them. Tifa thought this was amusing so she used meteor strike to defeat all three
of them at the same time. She knew no one in this time period knew what a limit break
was. When she was done she went into her military stance of victory. The other three
females were on the ground struggling for the strength to get up. I looked over to see the
agent nodding his head. "I like what I see. Good job." Tifa nodded. "Next?"
"I'll go," I offered. I stepped forward. I already had in mind what I wanted to do. Nope,
not the highwind. The agent whistled again and this time four men came out.
"Once again, attack," the agent said. The four men came after me and I jumped into the
air. They looked up bewildered. I dropped back to the ground with my spear embedded in
it. I made sure it was a weak blow, I didn't wanna #$%$#%ing kill the guys. That one
blow did it, sure enough. They all fell to the ground bruised and bleeding.
"%^%&#%! I know you liked that, huh?" I said to the agent.
"Incredible," he whispered. "Absolutely amazing. I like what I've seen so far. How many
of you are left? Two? Okay, you," he said pointing to Cloud, "are next." Tifa smiled at the
rest of us and we smiled back. We all knew he was going to use his big @#%#$% sword.
The agent whistled and five men came out. It took me a while to figure out there was a
pattern. "Attack," he said. Cloud smiled and unsheathed his sword. Two of the men ran
around him making a circle. Cloud tried to hold back laughter as he prepared his sword for
blade beam. He hit the strongest looking man with the first energy wave and then watched
as the other men were hit. They all fell to the ground as soon as they were hit. They
looked like dominos. Cloud sheathed his sword and then went back in line with the rest of
us. #$#$^#$%, he knew he was good.
The agent started sweating. "Unbelievable," he said getting out a handkerchief. "I don't
need to see anymore. You've got the case."
"Wait!" Yuffie said. "You're just gonna overlook me? I don't think so!" Yuffie stepped
forward with fury. She attacked the agent with greased lightning...twice. $^%#$%, was
she mad. "Now you can give us the case," she spat at him before turning around to walk
back in line.
"Ah-ah-oow," the agent managed to say. He looked paralyzed.
"Yuffie!" we all yelled.
"Ugh, you guys are losers," she said fishing around in her pockets. She got out a cure
materia and in a matter of minutes he was fine.
"Let's go inside for the details of your case," the agent said walking inside. We followed
him into a small room with red lights. "You've proven yourselves worthy of the case. You
have fighting skills, wit, and you can work together as a team. You're quite a group if
Carter was able to accept you as his partners. I want to keep this brief so you can all start
working immediately after sunset. Prizmle, you all know, is a mastermind. He and his gang
disguise themselves as the Shanrya Co., a company that produces Shanrya computers.
Prizmle has hardly ever shown his face around there because he knows that's one of the
places we'll be looking. We don't know where his real headquarters is, but we know
Shanrya is where some of his biggest meetings are held. Your job is to find Prizmle's
headquarters and to stop him at all costs. We want him dead or alive. With your skill,
there's no doubt in my mind that you can stop him."
"Yes, sir," we all said.
"But before you go, you must all call each other by your last names," the agent said. "For
instance, I'm Durrain."
"Jaggon," Cloud said.
"Luthai," Yuffie said.
"Moore," Barret said.
"Graze," Tifa said.
"Lowen," I said.
We were dismissed after we were given our first assignment. We were to go to a bar
uptown. The FBI suspected that there was a party there for Prizmle agents that night.
Bring it on, #$^$#^.
* A/N: Yay! That's it for chapter four! I hope you liked it! I enjoyed writing it. Review
please! *