Chapter 4

It was morning. General Politico was on his way to the conference room. It had been four days since he had met that young civilian at the job centre. He liked recruiting his cadets personally when ever possible. That way he would be able to dissuade the weak and not get landed with riffraff. He still thought of the young woman. Pan her name was. From the signal the CD gave off from activation, she was called Pan Son and lived locally to the job centre. He had her file pulled up shortly afterwards and found that her file stated that she had taken part in the Martial Arts tournament in her past and she was the grandchild of both the world champion Hercule and Goku. This would make her very valuable to their cause. If the world champion was on their side they could get away with murder...literally. And as for Goku he was trouble. He had on more than one occasion interfered in their plans and he would not be allowed to be problem again. That was why they had to take CC from the Briefs legally or Goku would have stopped them. Luckily the judge used to be a member of the RRA youth so he was in their favour. But with young Pan, they could keep him in check and under observation. She would be perfect. She was known to them to be strong so she wouldn't need to be drugged like the others to heighten their performance. She was naturally active and that would be useful. He hadn't known it to be her until he looked over her file. He brought her to his superior's attention and they assured that she would be in his personal training classes. Then she would be assigned to RRA Special Forces. The elite of their fighting teams that would be posted in places to ensure the success of their plan. They would meet their objective no matter what the cost. And now, Pan would help them.

The General entered the conference room and took his seat. The generals of all the divisions were present for this meeting. The high General himself would be speaking to them over intercom.

He was a mechanical genius and also the founder or re-founder of the RRA. He was the son of their old master Scientist. He was also specialised in the same areas as his father, robotics, engineering and anything laboratory. He was a chemical genius, like his father. And it made every General in the room shudder in fear.

"Sound off." The voice came from the intercom

"General Green"

"General Hoyed"

"General Saar"

"General Politico" they had all answered to ensure that he knew they were all present. There were four Generals for the four divisions spread over the country. The secret base of P base was on the outskirts of Nikki town. That was the base that General Vishnieski commanded and was the main base. The others were placed in South City, in an underground base and another in an underwater base.

"Very well. We shall begin. It has been brought to my attention that a Miss Pan Son will be joining our little family. Am I correct?"

"Yes sir." General Politico answered.

"I wish for her to be assigned to the Hurricane Squadron upon arrival."

"Sir? She is only a civilian and will remain so for four years. She will not graduate from the academy until she is 20. The Hurricane Squadron is the elite fighting force and are all fully trained men. She will not live to see a second training session not to mention that would put her in the same dorms as the other Hurricane boys. Please reconsider sir." Politico Begged.

"NO. Do not question my orders. She is stronger. Give her the final exam a week after she is there and she will complete it with ease. Without braking a sweat. So she will be thrown straight into the fire where we need her. She will be fine if you are worried about the men and her influence. We do not care about relationships of that nature. It is not important compared to our goal. Perfection is precise. Not emotional. So do as I ask and do not interrupt me again."

"Sorry sir."

"To continue where I left off...Pan Son will be part of the Hurricane Squadron and she will be the main defence we have against her family. We have to keep her in the dark like the other men so not to draw suspicion. We can not risk our plans leaking to the likes of Goku or Hercule before we even act them out. So digression at all times. She is to be kept from the lab rooms and far away from the lower levels. We need to be able to trust her first. That is all I have to say and Politico?"

"yes sir?"

"Send Cerberus to collect her. If she can pass his test she is worth having."

"Yes sir. Tomorrow at 6:00am, Cerberus will collect her as ordered."

"Good. You are all dismissed."

One by one the Generals left the conference room and entered an air craft that would drop them off at safe locations where they would be further taken back tot heir bases. After the oldest General had left, the short, grey haired General Saar, the other Generals talked on their recent conference.

"I would love to meet him you know. See what he actually looks like. It has been years of listening to a voice over that blasted intercom or over the phone and I have no idea who the guy is. I could bump into him on the street and not know him."

"I know what you mean Green. Oh this is my drop off point. Until we meet again. Green, Politico, farewell." General Hoyed clambered out of the vehicle into another plane. (over a bridge, he didn't just jump, don't be silly lol.)

"well Politico, what do you think to having a woman in your Hurricanes?"

"I do not like it. My men are the best when it comes to their job. But when it comes to women, I have seen better. Let me just say they are less than gentlemen when it comes girls. They have no manners and might try it on with her. I will have to keep a close eye on her to keep her safe. I trust my men with the hardest of decisions, but not with women."

"Ouch." Politico glanced at the not so aged with experience General. He was a lanky man with blond hair and blue eyes. He was new to the rank of General and was the youngest. He was good at his job so no one ever criticised him for his age and he may not be experienced. But he never made the wrong decision. His age was only ever noticeable when he spoke out of Opps room. He worked in the Opps room and came up with the major strategies. He was one of the most important Generals. Only General Politico himself was more important as he ran the main base and was on the front line when it cam to carrying out the plans of their High Commander. They were the most important Generals and the RRA could not function without them both.

"This is my stop. Cya later Politico." With that said he was gone. Politico was stood alone and in silence. The way he usually was when not in the ready room awaiting orders or training his men and soon woman. He cast his glance over to a mirror on the wall. His brown army cut was flawless, his eyes a pure chestnut and his stance was as strong as it had been from his own graduation. The only thing that wasn't quite flawless was that his shirt, although the largest size, was too small for his muscular arms and upper body. He bench pressed over his own body weight many times a day so he was very fit. The door opened and he took his leave. It was many hours before he reached his own dorm room. Right from the ready room and left from the mess hall. Just where he liked it. He showered and lay in his bed as he thought himself to sleep.

Well Pan Son. 6:00am tomorrow you will be under my watch. I wish I could tell you what you are getting yourself into but I am not allowed to. I will train you hard so don't think being female will let you get off easy. Because it won't. Until tomorrow Pan Son. Until tomorrow...