My Last Mission

Chapter Two: Expect the Unexpected

The dripping of water echoed through HQ, and the busy streets let off an annoying hum. Lord Ilpalazzo at in his throne, in a sort of daze. His mind going over what had just happened minutes ago. His most Loyal agent, Excel;, had told him that she wished to quite and that this would be her last mission. To surprise him further, she had also told him that she was the reason that she was leaving.

What could he have possibly done that made her want to quit? As he thought further, he wondered why he was bothering to worry about her. She had ruined a countless number of missions, and was always a source of annoyance to him. But for some odd reason, he did care, and he wanted to know what he could to do fix this problem.

Excel was his first agent, she had always been there for him since the very beginning of ACROSS, and she was always brightly smiling after the end of every mission,even though they were all mostly failures. And now, he couldn't even think of what ACROSS would be like without her there.

Lord Ilpalazzo sighed, and put his head in his hands. He never had to think this much about anything, and it was starting to give him a headache. He quickly got up from his chair, began to walk briskly out the hall. Cursing Excel for making him do what he was about to do.

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Excel quietly followed behind Hyatt, her mind drifting off every once and a while. She hardly noticed that Hyatt had stopped, until she ran right into her. Excel fell to the ground with a painful sounding thud.

"Senior, are you okay?" Hyatt held out her hand to help Excel up.

All Excel could do was moan and take Hyatt's outstretched hand. Once she was back on her feet, she rubbed her butt attempting to make the pain go away.

"Senior?"

Excel turned to look at Hyatt. She had a worried look on her face. "Yes, Ha-Chan?"

"What did you say to Lord Ilpalazzo?"

Here I go again, thought Excel. My Grammy winning performance. "Nothing, Ha-Chan. Excel just wanted a word with Lord Ilpalazzo." Excel replied as cheerfully as possible, with a fake smile painfully plastered to her face. Any normal person would be able to tell that the smile was fake, but Excel wasn't sure the alien princess knew the difference between a fake and real smile.

Hyatt nodded, and continued walking.

Excel really didn't want to have to explain her heart break to Hyatt. She wouldn't understand, anyway. Though, she had to admit that her heart did feel lighter after her little slip with Ilpalazzo. It felt light enough that she might even skip, and make Hyatt believe that there was nothing wrong with her.

Several blocks later, Excel was relieved to find that they had arrived at the Civil Service department. Her feet were tired from skipping all the way. Excel and Hyatt had been here before. Excel was trying to do something with a computer, and Hyatt sold a weird drink. It hadn't been a very good mission, because it had failed. She hoped that this one turned out better than the other missions.

The two agents walked up to the front desk. A rather plump looking man looked at them, but his eyes did gaze at there faces, but rather below them. Excel cleared her throat and the man looked up. "Were here to get a job."

The man looked through some papers. "Are you Excel and Hyatt?"

"Um, yes. Why?"

"We've been expexting you. Follow me, I'll show you to your office."

Excel was slightly surprised at how easy that was, and wondered how the perverted man had gotten their names. Oh well, as long as they got the jobs and finished the mission. The sooner they finished the mission, the sooner Excel could move on with her life.

The were shuffled down many halls, and finally the man told them that their team leader was inside the room. Hyatt was the first to go in, and excel followed. The room was dark, probably because the lights were out. They could see the outline of a man standing by the window. He was rather tall, and had long greyish hair.

"Sir, the new recruits are here."

"Thankyou, Miwako. That will be all." The man's deep baritone voice drawled out.

Miwako bowed and left, leaving the two girls in the room with their team leader. Excel walked forward and gasped at what she saw.

"Lord Ilpalazzo?"

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Sorry it took so long to update, but I did warn you that it would take some time. I would have had it up sooner, but my WordPerfect hates me and won't open. Since it was my only word processing program, I had to go and download this free word processing program from If your WP program hates you, I recommend that you download OpenOffice.

So, since I've gotten more reviews that I expected, I shall take this time to thank you all.

Grinning Cat: Yea, I noticed the lack of updates in the excel fanfics. Maybe I should break that habit and update? But I wouldn't want to break a tradition.

angelgirlmia: Thanks.

Syuura: Tearjerking? I guess I never thought it would be. But I guess it's because I am the author, so I don't feel the same emotions as a reader.

MystikTears: Thanks alot D

Logos: Good for you. Watch all the Excel that you can possibly buy. And don't forget Puni Puni Poemi.

mdfang: Thanks, I hope the next chapter live up to the first one.

Many question marks, and I shall do more. It just might..take me a while.

ChesButler: Muhahahaha. World Domination.

Ryuueiki: I'm updating, or atleast trying to update.

mdizzle: Yes, she is deffinently on a permanent high. But in my world, I like to throw in a little drama and angst to stir things up. I am the puppet master, so I can do that. D

Sheya Nera: I don't remember making Excel suicidal. She's a little sad, yes, but I don't believe she will be killing herself. Atleast, not in this fic. But rememeber the episode where she was actually depressed? My author visions feed off of that episode to create this fic. See, I understand that Excel is always hyper. But my thoughts were, how much rejection could Excel take? So, viola. Thanks for the review, I will promise to keep this away from suicide, wrist sliting, etc. ;D