Sorry about the wait, school started and volleyball got me really busy. I hope this makes up for it :) Also, don't forget to vote on my poll about where Dru should visit. Also, should I do some of the story from Dru's POV about what she's doing or no? Tell me in your reviews please.
"MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" Shouted the SWAT team leader as a troop of SWAT members raced past the Boston PD entrance as Kelli and Ryleigh walked in.
"Hey! What's going on?" Kelli asked, catching the attention of a nearby patrol officer.
"High priority UNAF helicopter just landed on the roof." UNAF caught Parker's attention. Why did that acronym keep popping up in West's case? "Hold up! I'm coming with you!" Parker grabbed a Kevlar vest from the patrol officer and switched the safety off. The SWAT leader nodded and motioned for the squad to climb the staircase to the roof. They knocked down the rooftop door and cleared the roof just as a military grade helicopter touched down on the helipad.
"This is Boston PD power down and come out with your hands up!" The SWAT leader ordered over a megaphone.
"This is UNAF SpecOp, pilot Downing lower your weapons and allow our liaisons to work. This is not a request." The male voice was firm and held the air in a commanding tone. The SWAT leader reluctantly motioned for his men to lower their weapons, along with Parker. Slowly, the helicopter's door opened and four teenagers climbed out.
Teenagers?
They all looked about sixteen or so, a black haired green eyed boy helped a pretty Californian blond, yet her grey eyes ruined the image. Next, two more black haired teenagers came out, one a punk girl with electric blue eyes and a emoish boy who both looked about fifteen climbed out. Kelli watched intently as the younger boy spoke with the older boy with an annoyed look on his face. The green eyed boy seemed have a snappy comeback that made the girls laugh and then the blond smacked him upside the head. That made the punk girl laugh even harder, the two seemed to get into a heated argument causing the goth girl scowl. Kelli swore the goth girl was about to attack when the blond stepped in between the two, seeming reminding them that they had an audience. The second boy shook his head laughing before he spoke to the pilot, who saluted to the four teenagers as they strode confidently over to SWAT.
"Please hand over all weapons before entering the building, they will be returned upon your departure." The squad leader said through gritted teeth, as he and Kelli stood just a few feet from the mysterious teens.
"Yeah... we don't do guns." Said the green eyed boy, and the apparent leader who's eyes seemed to be more of a sea-green color up close. The blond smacked him on he back of his head again and the boy put up his hands in mock surrender.
"Ow!" He cried, yet it seemed more playful than from actually hurt.
"'Cause we really need more excuses to get killed." The younger boy remarked sarcastically.
"I agree with Dead Boy." The punk girl said. Dead Boy, that seemed like an unusual nickname.
"Thalia." The blond said warningly.
"Moving on." Said the leader, trying to move on from the awkwardness. "We got an alert about Siobhan West."
"I'm lead detective on her case." Parker stepped forward slightly, closing the gap between the two groups.
"Good, you can give us an update, were on a tight schedule." Said the blond, in a demanding tone of intelligence as she took a seeming natural place next to the leader.
"Hold up! This is my case, I'll question you and give you an update but your not taking over."
"You can keep your investigation, now can we continue this somewhere more private." Barbie said again.
"Fine." Parker agreed, leading the four back to the conference room, beckoning her team of Clark and Moreau to follow, only Devul wasn't in the "team room" as they called it. The three agents stood across from the long table that separated them from the four supposed UNAF liaisons.
"So, lets start with something simple." Parker said, breaking the awkward silence. "I'm detective Kelli Parker and these are my partners Greyson Clark and Cameron Moreau."
"Percy Jackson." The leader said absently.
"Annabeth Chase." Barbie followed suit, giving 'Percy' a glare which he just shrugged off.
"Nico di Angelo." Said the emo kid.
"Thalia." The punk girl paused before grudgingly stating her last name. "Grace."
"Okay good, so how do you know Siobhan West?"
"We don't, just doing a favor for the Haitian and Croatian– Hey that rhymed!" said 'Nico'.
"That's great Nico." 'Thalia' muttered sarcastically.
"Haitian and Croatian?" Clark asked.
"Gero and Natali." 'Annabeth' clarified. Kelli leaned into Moreau's ear.
"West mentioned Gero and Natali lived in Martha's Vineyard, see what you can find out about them and our new "friends"." Kelli whispered to the computer specialist, Moreau nodded and swiftly left the room.
"What kind of favor?" Clark pressed.
"We make sure Siobhan's okay and get family to her and we get info on Dru." Percy said boringly.
"Admiral Lady Drusilla Ambrose or Peverell?" Parker asked.
"She prefers just Dru." Annabeth said.
"Right, what's your relationship to Dru."
"That's..." Annabeth began, struggling for a word.
"Complicated." Percy filled in.
"Complicated how?" Parker asked."
"Show's up, saves our butts, and then disappears." Nico said.
"Sometimes leaves a cryptic clue to help." Thalia added.
Greyson gave Kelli a look as she shook her head, these kids were making no sense at all! With a sigh Greyson began questioning them again. "How so?"
"We don't know." Percy said.
"How did you know that Siobhan was injured, she was just found an hour ago?" Kelli asked.
"Gero and Natali knew, but they had responsibilities so we offered to help. It took us a while to get going cause Annabeth wanted to fly the helicopter." Percy said, eying his girlfriend playfully.
"It was fun last time!" Annabeth argued.
"Of course it was Wise Girl."
"How is she?" Annabeth asked Kelli, trying to change the subject to avoid anymore Demigod talk. Not responding to Percy's nickname for her.
"She's stable, her friends Shannon and Jason are with her along with their daughter Gabriëlle."
"Family." Percy stated.
"What?" Kelli asked, confused.
"Family, their family." Percy said sternly, thinking about his own fallen family.
"We'd like to see them." Annabeth said.
"I can take you."
"That won't be necessary." Annabeth said, smirking at her surprise for Percy.
Kelli and Greyson watched in awe as Barbie, and her friends rose from there chairs and left the room without another word. Kelli was beyond mad, as she and Greyson entered the team room, the two solid walls were completely covered in plasma televisions with desks covered in Mac computers.
"What do we got?" Kelli asked Moreau.
"Gero Okoro and Natali Dragovic live a large compound on a private peninsula owned by Lady Drusilla. It's classified as a research facility and training ground for the UNAF. Any other information is classified." Cameron reported.
"What about the kids?" Clark asked.
"Each as some sort of juvenile record, accusations and nothing more, Jackson lives with his mom in New York City and has never stayed at a school longer than a year until high school. Chase ran away from home when she was seven, only regaining contact with her father years later. Grace also ran away from home and disappeared for years, before resurfacing just to go off the grid again."
"What about di Angelo?"
"That's were things get really screwed up, there is no record of a Nico di Angelo since before World War II."
"Why would all the others give their real names and not him?" Clark asked.
"It could be that his file just isn't in the database, its possible UNAF interference." Cameron suggested.
"Could be." Kelli admitted. "What did Devul's friends say about West?"
"They have no idea what caused the coma or why she hasn't fully come out of it." Cameron said.
"Great." Kelli muttered sarcastically and then sighed. "Alright their has to be something! We need to find whatever did this and contain–" Parker never got to finish her sentence as the glass door banged open so hard the bullet proof glass shook and a Navy Admiral dressed in dress whites barged in.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY LIEUTENANT!"
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