The Chronicles Of Paine
Paine awoke to the sound of an alarm clock at 5:30 in the morning, the sun just barely peeking over the horizon of Luca. She slowly climbed out of bed, rubbing her eyes. Her pet moogle lay on the floor, snoring loudly, oblivious to any indication that there was another person in the room. Paine merely pushed it out of the way and walked out of the room. As she walked down the hall, the phone rang in the kitchen, so she went to answer it. It was her boss, Cid.
"Good mornin', Paine," he greeted in his drawling accent. "I take it you received my e-mail with all of the detailed instructions?" Paine reamined silent. "Good," he continued. "I need you to drop by my office so I can give you all the equipment you will need for the job." Paine still said nothing, as if deaf. "So I take that as a yes?" Cid asked?
"I'll be there," muttered Paine, and she abruptly hung up the phone.
Paine walked into the bathroom and got undressed, and jumped into an icy cold shower. After about ten minutes she emerged, dripping liquid ice everywhere. Quickly driying herself off, she pulled on her outfit, of course, tight leather top and bottom with skull belt and barbed wire necklace, she also strapped on her dual holsters and equipped her two loaded pistols. After she was done in the bathroom, she walked back out into the kitchen, grabbed her keys and left, slamming the door behind her loudly, hoping to wake up her damn lazy moogle, but it remained dormant on the floor.
Paine walked outside and got on her motorcyle starting the engine with a loud roar, she took off down the street, so loud it could have woken the dead. She flew threw one intersection, nearly running down and old lady.
"Damn you young people with yer loud music and fast vehicles!" The old lady screeched. Paine merely flipped the old lady the finger. Blasting faster and faster down the street, she could see shopkeepers putting their goods out for the day to be sold, and some children rushing off to school.
After about ten minutes, Paine pulled into Cid's warehouse, parking her bike in the back of the building. As she climbed off, she saw Cid in one of the windows, waving, though she just stared at him. Paine sort of hated Cid, because he was always in such a cheery mood, which got to be annoying at times.
She walked into the warehoues and Cid greeted her, beaming.
"Welcome,"He said. "I know you don't like to waste alot of time, so I should cut to the important stuff," Paine just nodded. "You see," he continued. "We have a bit of a crisis at hand. There is one suspect who claims that he can bring back Sin,"
Paine interrupted, "Sin was defeated by high summoner Yuna seven years ago today,"
"Well, we know that, but it seems a bit strange that he says he can ressuerect Sin today, when it was killed seven years ago today. Even if he is bluffing, it would not be too good if he goes public and threatens the world of Spira with a stupid lie! This will send the public into a frenzy,"
"I don't know about this...," Paine seemed skeptical.
"And if there is a way to revive Sin," Cid pressed on, "then we must intervene quickly and secretly without anyone finding out about this,"
"So," Paine began, brushing back her silvery black hair, "what do you need me to do about it?"
"We need this person dead and disposed of," he explained.
"Tell me where to sign," replied Paine, loading her twin pistols...
To be continued!