The Life and Times of ZaQuintina-Mitchell
By: PurpleCobra247
Rated T for some adult language, violence, and minimal sexual references
Chapter 1: A Recap of a Brother's History
If you remember from the last story, ZaQuinto retired from his street dancing and kung fu at his age of 14 along with getting a newborn sister when he returned home after his retirement. This new sibling was named ZaQuintina-Mitchell Tamikhano Dragorii. She was lucky to be born right after her big brother retired. Now, he had a new job: being a big brother, which wasn't as difficult as he thought it would be, but it was easier than street dancing around the world for many of his fans. He'd rather be a big brother anyway, regardless of whether he still has the street dancing or not.
It's been now 18 years since ZaQuinto retired and since ZaQuintina-Mitchell was born. Kate and Henry were moved to a elderly hotel while ZaQuinto lived on his own in his own house at his age of 32. As for ZaQuintina-Mitchell, she was in Radford University as a junior at her age of 18. Like her brother, she progressed quickly, making it to college by her age of 16. She does call her parents and her brother every now and then after she finished her studies or her lunch on her cell phone. She already made about 2 friends: a white male Siberian husky named Havintine and a neon blue female kinkajou-wolf mix named Destiny.
One day, we find 18-year-old ZaQuintina-Mitchell in her Chemistry class, sitting between her best friends. As the teacher, which was a wise looking fox named Dr. Johansen, was explaining the lesson, ZaQuintina-Mitchell was looking at her cell phone under her desk, checking her brother's messages. One caught her eye as she read it to herself in her head.
Dear Lil' Z.M,
I just wanted to let you know that I'm fine. I just adopted a day gecko and named him Ravenheart. Don't ask me why I named him that. Anyway, I just checked on mom and dad as well. They're doing fine, too. I'm just hoping that mom is doing extremely alright with her diabetes. Her blood sugar's been going back down since she was at a blood sugar level of 200. Her blood sugar is now at 132. Talk about a quick recovery. Anyway, hope you're doing well in school and good luck in getting your advanced diploma in Computer Designing. Talk to ya later.
Love, your best bro,
ZaQuinto
ZaQuintina smiled as she turned her attention back to the teacher, just in time to answer some questions. Luckily, she could still hear her teacher speaking, even when she's reading something else. She was happy that everything was alright.
"Okay, class," Dr. Johansen started. "here's your first question. If you mixed valzinon with plasmaneon energy, what do you get?" ZaQuintina raised her hand. "Yes, ZaQuintina-Mitchell?"
"When you mix those two potions together, you get an experiment that has the skin of an amphibian, but the look of a marsupial, a bandicoot mostly." She replied in her seductively deep voice, which is pretty deep for an 18-year-old. The class applauded at her reply.
"Excellent answer! Next question…"
As the proud teacher was asking the next question, Havintine tapped her on her tail, which got him her attention.
"What is it, Havintine?" ZaQuintina asked.
"That was an awesome answer you pulled just now." He replied. "Where do you get it from?"
"My older brother, I guess."
"How old is he again?"
"32 years old."
"And he retired from his street dancing since…"
"He was 14."
"Whoa! He retired early!"
"Yeah, but my parents keep saying that was the right thing to do."
"I wonder why." Destiny asked, overhearing the conversation after answering her question. "Did something bad happen to him?"
"Well, my brother told me that jealous fans keep coming at him just to kill him. It's good thing he did retire because that really pissed whoever wanted to kill ZaQuinto next off."
"Harsh." Havintine commented as he took down some notes.
"Okay, class!" Dr. Johansen announced. "Tomorrow, we have a quiz on mixing chemicals and what effects it may cause next class. Hope to see you then."
By the time the teacher said "Class dismissed.", the dismissal bell rang and everybody left for their dorm rooms for the evening. After ZaQuintina said her goodbyes to her best friends, she headed towards her dorm room, which consisted of a tv, DVD player, a Nintendo Gamecube, he twin sized black and purple bed, stuffed animals on the backboard, and a pet Black-Footed ferret in a large cage in the back of the room, underneath a window and beside her stereo system. She placed her stuff down on her bed and walked up to the sleeping ferret.
"Hey, Flazentino-Raaviarno." She greeted sweetly to her pet, who slowly opened his eyes and yawned with in his squeal. "Did you have a good nap while I was gone?"
"Of course." Flazentino replied in a hansome male voice. "How were your classes?"
"Great, just great… as usual."
"That's good." Flazentino-Raaviarno stood up and stretched like a cat before he opened his cage and walked up to his owner, climbing up on the bed. He saw her on her laptop, copying notes from her chemistry class into a powerpoint presentation. He placed his front paws on her right leg as he spoke. "So, anything interesting happen today?"
"I just finished reading another text message from ZaQuinto. You wanna see it?"
"Sure."
ZaQuintina paused her note copying and reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her cell phone, but before she could hand it to her pet, the Looney Tunes theme polyphonic ringtone began to play as another text message came up. She opened the lid and saw that it was from ZaQuinto again. She smiled as she read it outloud to her pet this time.
"It's another text message from ZaQuinto. I'll read it to you. It says:
Dear ZaQuintina-Mitchell,
This is your father, Henry. I'm here at the Atlantic Hospital with your mother. It seems that ZaQuinto has some kind of disorder or virus and the doctors are finding out at this moment. It could be serious, so hang in there. I'll text message you again when the results come in. Hope you won't be too worried.
Sincerely,
Henry Dragorii
Oh, no! ZaQuinto's sick."
"With a disorder or a virus, right?"
"Yeah. I just hope it's not too serious."
"Me, too. All I can say is… pray for now."
"Okay."
Meanwhile, at the ACME Silver Dragon Secret Agency in Downtown Looney Tunes City…
"Guys, we're pretty low on highly professional agents right now." The chief spoke, who was a tall, white man with brown eyes and gray hair and was wearing a black sharp suit. "We need two now… two that'll do no wrong. Two that'll never fail a mission. Two like…"
"These two, sir?" An agent replied as he looked at the new agent detection monitor. The chief walked up to it and saw ZaQuintina-Mitchell crying in her bed as she was about to fall asleep with Flazentino-Raaviarno by her side, trying to soothe her. The chief awed at this sight as he rubbed under his chin. "Looks like she's upset about something, sir."
"Well, then we should find out what she's upset about. Tomorrow afternoon, we call her cell phone and see what's wrong. Johnson! Search for ZaQuintina's cell phone number at once!"
"Yes, sir." Johnson replied as he headed for the phone room to search for ZaQuintina's cell phone number. The chief watched her again with worry.
"Don't worry, young lady. We'll solve your problems once we call you."
To be continued…
(Sorry this was short, but I'm sure you'll expect more soon. In the meantime, please review and tell me what you think… and uh… no flames please. Thanks.)
