I'd like to give a special thanks to the following.
BammItsStephiee
.Person
GreenEyedGirlie
Skittlebabe
CharlieSchulz
Thanks for being the very first to review and inspire me to write. You are all awesome people. Luvs ya.
Casey's POV
As I walked through the door, I saw the one person who I though I would never see again.
"Sammy?"
I saw many different emotions on her face. Hurt. Confusion. Happiness. Anger. More confusion. Worry. Finally settling for a small smile and wave she spoke.
"Long time, no see Case."
"Yeah, way too long."
Deciding to butt in on our pitiful reunion, Noel asked
"You two know each other?"
We both knew why Noel was confused. It wasn't often that a Black Star agent would associate with a White Star agent. It was sort of like taboo for some unapparent reason.
Deciding to speak up I said "Since middle school, way before we were involved in any of this stuff."
Giving a knowing look to Sammy she retorted "Just because I solved mysteries, and occasionally got myself in near-death encounters doesn't mean I was aware of this before you, thank you very much."
"I just saying, this place kind of seems like a place YOU would spent your time since you love solving everybody else's problems."
"True, but why are you here?"
"Uh, excuse me." Noel interrupted once more
"Yeah?" we both said at the same time
"Mr. Nanami will be here in a few minutes and I don't think he would like to see his rival's agent very close and personal with his daughter."
Sammy and I were at least three inches apart and were indeed very close and personal. Turning a red hue she backed up a few steps and muttered a sorry.
It's been three years and yet we both pretty much acted the same we acted all those years back. But physically we had both grown. The last time I had seen her, she was 4'8 and I was 5'4. Now she was 5, 3 while I was a full 6'0. She looked more like a girl with longer golden brown hair with red highlights, and was actually wearing and skirt showing off her toned legs. I would get into detail from the two areas that guys love to talk about but out of my respect for Sammy I stopped.
My hair had grown out of its shaggy faze and become more spiky and had kept its reddish brownish color. There were so many things I wanted to ask her. Other than her looks she must have gone through much more changes that included her fighting ability. How else could she have gotten in? Wait. Did she say that was her father? Wouldn't that make us ultimate rivals then? If she was the heir to Black Star, and I, Mr. Quartz's top agent, competing for his spot since he doesn't have children. Would we have to keep the legacy going?
'No you idiot, the mission is to prevent that'
'Oh'
10 minutes later
On the laptop Noel was watching Bleach while wearing headphones. Sammy was reading a book called "The Color of Water". I on the other hand was bored as hell.
The door opened, ending my boredom short and causing everybody else to stop what they're doing.
Mr. N came in through the door and went to his desk. Glaring. At. Me. The whole way. Like he expected me to do something horrible. Then he smiled at his daughter. While she didn't even attempt to smile back.
"I understand that both agents know what they are supposed to do."
"No sir" Noel said "that is your job."
"Probably have to go meet another woman." Sammy said
"No she can wait." Did he just admit that?
"There have been several kidnappings of several scientists who were working on an important project. James Cosmo, Stephanie Park, Manna Holiday, and Naomi Yu. Chrona Nikovehich is the only one left. Your job is to figure out why they were kidnapped and what the culprits are after and what they plan to do when they get what they want. But there is still something that evades us all. The fact that around the same time of the kidnappings. There have been murders, rapes, and stolen items. We need you to figure that problem also. And I hope that BOTH of you can contribute to this assignment. "
"Yes sir."
"Noel, Samantha, could you both leave the room for a moment."
As soon as they left Mr. Nanami's aura changed.
"If you find my daughter acting strange, like a different person, after blood, and not acting like her usual self, contact me."
Not leaving any room for further discussion he led me to the door leaving a small plastic jar and a note in my pockets.
