Hmm...
"Alex..."
What...?
"Alex... do you hear me?"
Wait... who are you?
"Who am I? Let me just say, you won't be able to know me from just this dream alone..."
Dream...? I'm dreaming? Hey wait!
"What?"
You interrupted MY dream! Now you HAVE to tell me who you are!
"No need to worry, Alex... When we meet, everything will be explained... So, have a good day..."
Wait!
"Bye...!"
WAIT!
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Spies Villa -- 8:25 AM
"ALEX! WAKE UP!"
The darker-skinned girl woke up in her bed, the deeply plastered image of her blond friend Clover shook her out of her vivid sleep.
"Alex! We're SO going to be late for school! Get up! Get up!"
As the blond tried to drag her friend out of bed, the orange-haired (or is it more a redhead?) Sam followed after the two, rushing the both of them off towards the breakfast table, the two girls now in an unusual state of mess.
"Thanks to you two, we're going to be... let's see, maybe twenty minutes late, at best." Sam scolded the both of them. "Where have the both of you been?"
"I was going to get ready," Clover retorted, staring at her friend. "But Miss Lazy Queen here was just, like, impossible to wake up today!"
"It's not my fault..." She sleepily rubbed her eyes. "I had the strangest dream..."
"Really?"
"It was like I was talking with this voice who interrupted my dream, and it told me to have a nice day..."
"Alex," Sam sighed. "That's probably just your body telling you to stop staying up late, and to stop over-exerting yourself in your sports."
"No, I'm very sure that dream voice would've told me that if it was the case, Sam."
"Like, we're already going to be late, you guys!" The blond reacted. "We may as well just skip school today, and go to the mall!"
"As if!" Sam got up, and started to put some books into her bag.
"Oh c'mon!" Clover pleaded, as visions of lavish dresses and clothes danced around her. "Can't we just take a peek at the new summer fashions? Pleeeeeeeeeeease?"
"No way in hell, girls!" Sam got up from the table, and headed to her room, with her voice still booming throughout the house. "Now get ready and let's get to school!"
"... Yes, Mom..." Clover muttered under her breath, as she got up and went to ready herself in her room.
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Beverly Hills -- 11:40 AM
"I can't believe the teachers didn't show up today!" Alex moaned as the three of them were heading away from their school, and heading to their favorite spot, the mall. "I could've been sleeping in! And Clover wouldn't have to have woken me up!"
"Okay, over-reacting much?" Clover said.
"C'mon girls, at least we can enjoy the rest of the day WITHOUT underlying pressures." Sam smiled, as she walked a little faster ahead of the girls. "NOW we can check the stores for the new fashions."
"Alright!" Clover jumped into the air, the visions of designer fashions wrapped around her frame once more. "And if we're lucky, we might land us some hunky guys, hehe!"
They approached a crossroads, with their streetlights currently on red. Beside them, was a girl who was a few inches shorter than them. She was wearing a white wool long-sleeved shirt, despite the warm-hot weather, alongside a jean skirt that stopped above her knees, with black tights adorning her legs, and black shoes. Her shoulder-length blond hair rested on her shoulders, as her tanned skin and blue eyes looked at the watch on her wrist.
The girl's eyes almost widened in fear, as she jumped onto the road. Alex's eyes widened, as she, with amazing speed and reflexes, grabbed the girl's hand, and pulled her out of the way before a car could dash past the intersection. The three of them were ignoring the drive-by rant of the driver, as their attention was now on this kid the tanned spy saved.
"Hey! Watch it kid! You could've gotten yourself hurt, you know." Alex scolded, but then took another look at the kid, and immediately blushed.
The girl took the same look, blushing out of embarrassment. "Th-thank you for saving my life like that, miss!" She bowed out of appreciation. "That was SO cool how you did it though! It was like I was on air for that split second, but, I digress... thanks for saving me."
"Little girl, you speak so properly." Sam was impressed by the way Alex's rescuee spoke.
"Well," the kid laughed nervously. "I'll take the compliment from you, miss, but I should say you're mistaken about something." She looked up and smiled wide. "I'm a boy."
"WHAT?" This reaction knocked the blond away, before she was swarming around the now revealed boy. "Like, NO... WAY! You look so good! Everything about your clothes just say that you're a fashion girl extraordinare! How can you BE a boy anyway?"
He only looked at her with his blue eyes, a sweat drop coming down the back of his head. "Uh, well... aside from the fact that I don't have a chest..." He looked down, draping his fingers across his flat body. "But I do get that reaction a lot otherwise."
"Well, you're unique, I'll give you that much, kid!" Clover nodded, and looked at him. "I bet you dress like that to get the attention of some--"
"NO NO NO NO NO! If you're wondering, I don't swing that way! I like girls!" He blushed even brighter. He snapped out of his embarrassment. "Anyway, there must be something I can do to repay you for saving me, miss." He looked at Alex.
"Nah, you don't have to do anything, little guy." Alex smiled, as she felt a slight pink on her cheeks. "What's your name, anyway?"
"Well--"
He was interrupted when his ears caught Clover seeing new banners and boards advertising massive amounts of sales on her varied shopping grounds. "Oh my God! 50 off! 60! One-day sale only!" She became determined, in an almost fiery rage. "C'mon girls! Let's hit those stores now!"
"Clover..." the red-head was at a loss of words, when her voice was being swamped by pleadings of the blonde. Ignoring 'we have to get shopping before Mandy gets all the good clothes, and starts gloating, that no good b--', her attention turned to the boy pulling something out of his jean skirt pocket. He was flipping through some pages, as he murmured to himself and nodding. "Is that a bank book?"
"Okay, that'll do." He put it back into his pocket, and looked at the three girls. "How about this: since your friend saved my life, how about I pay you girls back with a shopping spree on me?"
"Really? Oh my God that's so cool!" Clover was all giddy, squealing to herself.
"Hold on kid," Sam looked down at him. "Why would you want to take time out of your life JUST to go shopping with some random girls?"
Alex took her turn. "Yeah, and besides, you don't KNOW Clover: she'll make you broke in an instant."
He giggled childishly. "Believe me, I'll have MORE than enough to cover your friend's shopping habits." And he then turned to Sam. "And miss, I'm doing this, because I like helping people. Despite my looks, I'm actually a very sociable person. I like getting to know people too."
"Wait..." The blonde jumped towards the kid. "You're not just some creepy punk, planning to mug us when we, like, least expect it, would you?"
"No! If I was, would I have been so upfront about this offer of mine? And besides, you three are taller than me, presumably stronger and faster than me, and you outnumber me, so I would have no chance against you if I had that thought in mind."
The redhead and blonde looked at each other with suspicious eyes, but their dark-haired companion boomed out "I believe him! He doesn't seem like he's a bad person."
"Alright. We'll take you up on your offer, young man." Sam nodded. She extended her hand out. "I'm Samantha Simpson, but everyone calls me Sam."
"I'm Clover."
"And I'm Alex."
The boy took a particular looking to the darker-skinned spy. "Alex..." He smiled. "That name easily suits you, Miss Alex." His smile grew wider when he caught her blushing. He then bowed to the three of them. "My name is Laxus. It is very nice to meet the three of you."
The three girls started heading off inside the mallgrounds, seeing as the young male chased after them as fast as he could.
--
Torrington Academy -- Quebec -- 2:30 PM
A gruff but clear whistle overtook an empty hallway as the big-hearted brute Java the Caveman was acting as the custodian, mopping up the floor in the empty hallway while he continued whistling.
"MARTIN!" The burly Java cringed from the sound of his lady friend possibly breaking her lungs apart. "I can't believe you actually did something like that!"
"Hey, do you think I WANTED to be pushed by some tough guy into the girls' changing room?" Came the other voice of his Java's other friend, who thought himself to be quite the ladies' man. The brute's eyes soon caught his companions from the corner. "And besides, if I wanted to see some hot bods in the ladies' locker room, I would've at least TRIED to disguise myself to do it!"
"AUGH! Martin, you're impossible! I can't even believe you would contemplate the very thought of trying that again!" The brunette girl seethed, almost threatening to even sock it to her stepbrother. "Remember that last you tried that, and--"
Sensing some impending distress from the quarreling siblings, the caveman stood inbetween them. "So, how everyone's day?"
"Well," the blond-headed smiled, trying to retake some calm. "I actually had a good day. I was this close to getting that new girl's phone number, until I bumped into that jock, and he pushed me into the girls' changing room!"
"I'm so sure, Martin." Diana soured, still glaring. "Just like that other time you--"
Another brief argument was cut short by a cavalcade of beeps and sounds from the blond's watch. He smiled with glee. "Alright! It's the Center! Di! Jav! It's time for a good ol' fashioned case!"
She eyed her stepbrother with a angry smirk. "Gee, anxious to get away from here, are we?"
"You bet, sis!" He was looking around, using his watch to decipher where the entrance to the Center was. As it is a secret organization, it must open portals at random, so not to drag outsiders in. "Ah there it is! It's coming from the janitorial closet!"
The big lug of the trio opened the door with his janitor's key, and a mysterious blue portal appeared in front of them. Granted, it's actually not that mysterious for the three of them, because they've been through it so many times, it's like a comfortable form of routine for them. In the portal the three of them went, as it vanished behind them.
Inside the vastness of the portal were a lot of desks and monitors, with keyboards being punched into by many countless denizens, from humans, to multi-armed aliens, to scaly demons. All of them seemed to be punching countless banks of informations into their monitors. But ignoring them as always, Martin, Diana, and Java felt the platform shift underneath them, as they watched a scanner appear beside them.
"Martin Mystery, clear. Diana Lombard, clear. Java the Caveman, clear."
The machine giving them their clearance, they relaxed a little, as they eyed their familiar companion hover towards them in his UFO chair.
"Hey guys!" The little alien, Billy, squeaked as he high-fived Martin. "What's shakin'?"
"Not much, man." The blong shrugged. "Let's just say I ALMOST had a good peek into the ladies' locker room."
"Almost?"
"Yeah. Firstly, it wasn't planned. And secondly, I got swarmed by the entire female population of Torrington!"
"I wish that did happen, Martin." Diana glared at her stepbrother, then turned to their green companion. "What does M.O.M. want with us today?"
"I dunno, Diana. But after seeing M.O.M. in a strange mood, I wouldn't really want to get on her bad side." The green alien said. "Okay, she'll see you now, guys."
--
The Mall -- Beverly Hills -- 1:40 PM
"Well, I'm just loving this!" Clover giddily squeaked, heaving three to four shopping bags in both her hands. "I can't believe that I just completed almost 7 ensembles!" She looked back to her girls. "This little boy is, like, every shopper's miracle!"
"I just turned 15..." He thought to himself.
"Yeah, well don't splurge too much!" Sam pointed out. "This kid may have been kind enough to give up whatever amounts of money on us, but don't break him with your shopaholic attitude!"
"Jeez, you always try to ruin my fun, don'tcha Sam?" The blond pouted. "Okay, fine. I guess what I have should be good enough." Her eyes started to become fiery once more. "Maybe enough to shut that lousy, knowitall Mandy up!"
Ignoring her friend's moment of revenge fantasies, Sam turned to the other two. "How about we get a drink at the coffee shop? I'll treat."
Laxus nodded. "Alright. I think my wallet deserves this little break here!" He laughed as he followed them into the cafe, and immediately spotted a place with 4 chairs to sit down. "There's a good spot. I'll just head over there and hold it for us."
As he was heading there, while leaving the girls to get the drinks, he was about to sit on a chair, until someone pushed him away and took his spot. To be precise, a long black-haired woman oozing with a superiority complex. "Sorry, dweeb, but this spot is now mine."
"You knew I was heading to this spot." He said. "So really, it should be YOU who shall be leaving."
"Oh really? Should I be threatened by the likes of an uncool girl like yourself?"
"If I WAS a girl, I would be insulted."
She took a double take. "You're a boy?" She took to laughing at an unfazed Laxus. "No wonder you dress so lame; at the way you're going, the only ones who would be interested in you would be lamewads and nerds!"
"Better than you, you hag."
"What?" The irritating Mandy looked at him. "What did you just call me?"
"A hag. You're nothing but a vile, heartless hag." He looked up at her, with only a smirk. "You're not even that pretty to boot. So move."
"How dare you talk to me like that, you little runt!" She barked at him threateningly, but she surely did not anticipate him kicking the chair down to knock her off.
Picking up the chair, he set it properly and sat on it. "You lost your spot, now get lost, you fake."
"Fake?" She was now in an uncontrollable rage. "My looks are genuine! No one can even dream about copying ME!"
"Who would want to be you?" Laxus remarked. "Really, who would want to be a pathetic, super-ficial valley girl who thinks she's all that, but can't even get the attention of those who truly want to be your friends?" He turned to her. "Just... leave... now."
She was in shock. The world around those two didn't even seem to notice the conversation. She huffed in a final bout of anger. "Take your loser spot! Like anyone would want to even be in a stupid place like this!" She stormed out of the place, her footsteps leaving loud echoes.
He sighed a little, reassigning himself to watching the seats. "Hey Laxus!" His head turned to Clover and the others, who had brought four medium coffees in a tray. "Way to burn Mandy!"
His features took on a wave of embarrassment. "Y-you heard all that?" He lowered his head. "Sorry. I'm not usually proud of myself whenever I do something like that. It's just that I can't stand girls like her."
"Whadaya mean you're not proud of yourself?" Clover went off on a tangent. "I'M, like, proud that someone finally gave that no good Mandy her comeuppance. Really, she thinks she's SO big, so I'm both proud AND jealous at the fact that it wasn't ME who knocked her down a peg." She patted his back hard. "Good for you, guy!"
He only smiled a little, still seething from the hard slap to the back. "Thanks anyway for your nice words, Ms. Clover." He took his coffee and started drinking it. His brow perked up a little during his sip, and put it down.
"What's wrong Laxus?" Alex asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, Miss Alex." He smiled. "I'm just not exactly used to the taste myself. Don't mind me if I end up nursing it the whole day."
"No problems with us, man, so just relax--" The blond turned around suddenly, and saw a trendy aquamarine dress on display in a store across from where they were. "OH MY GOD! That's something I, like, SOOOO want!" She grabbed the redhead's hand, and with a "C'mon Sam, let's check it out!" she dragged her there, simply in awe.
Alex giggled at the sight. "Well, Clover will always be Clover, I guess." She turned her head back a slight, and saw the younger male looking down at his drink. "Something on your mind, Laxus?"
"Actually, yes, there is." He shifted his body on his seat to look at her. "Could I ask you a few questions?"
"Uh, sure." Not sure of what was going on, she just looked earnestly at him. "What do you want to know?"
"Firstly, would it be wrong if I got to know a little bit about you and your friends?" Her eyebrow perked in confusion. "Even though I offered this spree as a token of gratitude for saving me, I want to know more about you three, since I consider you my friends in my opinion."
"Your friends?" After seeing him nod, she noticed that there was something about him that just couldn't make her say no to his request. "Well, Sam, she's the smart one out of the three of us. And I don't know why people say it, but she's also the tomboy of us supposedly. And then there's Clover, who feeds off looking good and feeling good. Basically your typical valley girl, if I say so myself, as well as a non-evil Mandy."
"And what of you, Miss Alex?" Laxus inquired.
"Oh. Me, well, I'm the sporty girl of the three, if you wanna say that. I'm into lots of sports and physical workouts, especially soccer, which is my absolute fave! I'm currently on the soccer team, and I also help with the volleyball and baseball teams if they need me." She noted his nods of listening as she talked to him, and she curled her lips as she asked, "Do you play sports, Laxus?"
Caught off guard, he stammered a little. "Well, I can play the strenuous games, like soccer and football, but I myself prefer lighter sports, like badminton and tennis. I hope you don't find it unmanly of me to say that I don't enjoy sweating to the more intense sports, heh." He looked at her with a serious face. "What do you believe is your ideal man, if you mind my asking?"
"Well, I like my ideal guy to be cute, charming, able to enjoy exercise and sports as well, not to mention that having a stable flow of money would be a plus. Really, my dream guy would have to be the one who can sweep me off my feet." She giggled, sounding a little giddy. "Why, getting jealous of my dream guy, young man, hehe?"
"No, I'm not jealous or envious. I know I'm all those."
Alex's eyes locked immediately onto Laxus. She didn't understand what he meant by the fact that he was all of those. Her eyes were starting to look over him unintentionally. His blond hair looked so smooth, and his face was pretty and handsome, she thought. She noticed his flat but not built body, and knew his validity to playing sports as well was true. He had a lot of cash as well; he had to have, in order to accomodate Clover's shopping binge. She even looked at his legs, which her thoughts commented that his legs were really accentuated so wonderfully with his tights; and adding to the fact he was shy, helpful, and a confident guy all rolled into one--
"Wandering eyes, Miss Alex?" He coyly said, knocking Alex out of her distraction.
"Well, you do look good in those clothes."
"Really?" She nodded. "Thanks. Personally, I find it flattering if I get complimented when I wear these clothes. I don't wear them often, but more of a change of pace." He noticed an 'Oh, I see' expression on her face, as he cleared his throat. "May I ask one more question, Miss Alex?"
"Of course, Laxus." She felt a blush overcome her cheeks, when he cautiously planted his hand over one of her own.
"Do you believe in love despite age?" He asked innocently.
As her mind was processing the realization that he was younger than her, she felt drawn to him. To Alex, there was something about him that made him appealing to her senses; she was becoming enveloped in the charm and strength this boy had.
"To say the least, ever since you saved me, I've fallen for you." Laxus gripped her hand a little tighter. "And, I really want to get to know you more."
"Yeah..." She airily said, enthralled by him. She shook herself out of the stupor. "You're a pretty cool guy too, Laxus. I would like to get to know you more too."
"So..." Sam and Clover said in freaky unison, making him jump about a foot off his seat. "Asking our friend out behind our backs?"
"Hey guys, knock it off!" Alex stood up. "You're intimidating him!"
"Really now?" The blond raised her brow, but noticed and took pity on the fact that Laxus's face was becoming crimson from embarrassment. "Look, we don't mean any harm, but, asking our friend out while we were gone is SO not a good impression to leave on her friends."
"Sorry... I just get all flustered with groups."
"So Laxus," The tanned girl pulled out a pen and wrote some data down on a nearby napkin. "Since the three of us all share a place, we all reside at this address and have this home number." She gave him the napkin. "And now for your number." He nodded, as he took the pen, wrote down his number, and gave it to her. "Alright, looking good."
He looked at his watch, and stuffed his hand back into his pockets. "It's already half past two. I'm very sorry girls, but I have to get home. I still have to clean my place and get to work on my homework."
"Yeah, we should get going too." Sam nodded in agreement. "Well, it was nice meeting with you, Laxus."
"It certainly was, Ms. Simpson, and Ms. Clover." He turned his gaze to Alex. "And I'll call you later tonight, okay Miss Alex?"
"I'll be waiting." Alex giggled, as they saw the boy leave the cafe and out the mall doors. "Wow... he's so intriguing."
"What made you want to go out with him?" The green secret spy asked.
"There's something about him that's irresistable." Alex mused.
Before she could proceed with her thoughts, three trap doors appeared underneath their feet, and they fell through them.
"NOOOOO!" Alex screamed. "Why are we being WOOHPed now?"
--
"Ah, there you are, agents."
"What's up, M.O.M?" Diana asked the head of the Center. "What's the situation?"
"Yeah, do we get to tangle with some ectoplasmic entities?" Martin cheerfully droned on. "Or deal with killer sandworms who hunger for human flesh? Or could it possibly be four-armed Hell sentries coming to exact vengeance on this world?"
"Wow, that new from Martin." The caveman pointed out.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself, Martin." The woman draped in white said. "We just confirmed that there is some paranormal activity discovered in Beverly Hills."
"Beverly Hills?" The three of them repeated in unison.
"Wow!" The stepsister said. "The latest fashions and health trends!"
The stepbrother thought of thoughts more to his tastes. "Women in bikinis and short skirts!"
"Seafood! Lobster! Steak!" Java blurted.
"There's more to it than that, agents." M.O.M. opened a file. "Our sources have indicated that a Seduc demon has been detected in the city, living under the guise of a human."
"M.O.M, what's a Seduc demon?" Diana asked.
"Seduc demons are what we at the Center call the succubus and the incubus." She got up from her desk. "Billy will open a portal to Beverly Hills, and the Legendex should have all the details and facts about these demons. Your mission is to track it down, and ensure that it does not attack the populace."
"Hey, where are you going, M.O.M?" Martin accused.
"I would add further details to your mission myself, but I have personal matters to attend to." Feeling the piercing gaze of Martin Mystery's eyes on her back forced her to reveal her plans. "I'm heading back to my hometown. I just got correspondance from my long-lost younger brother that he wants to see me."
"I didn't know you had a long-lost brother." Billy was astonished.
"Neither did I." She calmly retorted. "So, in my absence, Billy, you will be running the Center. Got it?"
"I'll do my best, M.O.M!" He pressed a few buttons on his chair, and a gateway to a sunny beach resort opened up. "Good luck guys, and do your best!"
The blond was practically drooling. "Oh you don't have to worry about us doing our best!" He jumped in, with the other two following after.
"Tell me when you want me to open up a portal for you, M.O.M."
"Alright."
--
Spies Villa -- Beverly Hills -- 10:00 PM
"I can't believe Jerry wasted our time with a performance evaluation."
"Better than being sent on a mission."
With Sam reading a magazine at the table, Clover sprawling on the couch, and Alex sitting in her room listening to some tunes, it was going to be a peaceful evening. Until the phone began ringing, as the smart one of the three grabbed the phone. "Hello? Oh, hello Laxus. What? You wanna talk to Alex? I'll see if she's available. It's not a problem, Laxus." She walked up the steps and knocked on Alex's door. "Alex. ALEX!"
"What is it, Sam?" She opened her door.
"Your 'lover boy' wants to talk to you." She cooed jokingly, before handing the cordless phone to her.
"Hello?"
"Hi Miss Alex." Laxus said.
"Laxus! Hi, what's up? How was the rest of your day?"
His voice was semi-drained but still maintained his charming composure. "From cleaning the house, making dinner, and finishing my homework, I feel mighty drained. So, anyways, you said you enjoyed working out, right?"
"Well, yeah, I did."
"I was thinking, since I frequent this quaint gym close to the Groove on the weekends, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me. They have small aerobic classes from ten 'till noon, and they also said you can bring a guest for free. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me on an 'aerobic date' and then go for a bite to eat?"
"Hmm, now that's an interesting kind of date you have there, Laxus. And hey, how about after that, we catch a movie a little later?"
She heard his little laugh over the receiver. "Anything for you. So, a workout and lunch, and follow up with a movie in the evening? Sounds like a plan, Miss Alex!"
"Hey, you don't have to add the Miss to my name, Laxus."
"Oh, really? I just say it for respect, since you're older than me and all, but sure, I'll mellow out, Alex. Well, I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Take care, Laxus." She hang up after saying her ciao, and fell back on her bed. "Oh yes... I think this is for real." She squealed with delight, and revelled in the thought of it all. "This is really for real! My dream guy has come for me!"
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(To be continued)
Author's Note: Please tell me what you thought about this. Any improvements I can make for future chapters ARE appreciated, since this is the first time I'm trying a crossover fic of sorts. Reviews are also appreciated. And if you're wondering, disclaimers are on the first chapter.