Welcome back, my lovelies. I've decided to try a new format. Why? Because I haven't updated in a long time, so I went back to see where I'd left off, and, upon reading the first chapter format, damn, *I* was confused! And I wrote it! So. Updates will come in spurts of three for now. One for each character. Shorter chapters, same amount of story, more frequent updates. I hope. Eheh.
I got off the plane with my purse and carry on suitcase. Three or four GIW agents were there to take me to the base. I'm not going to lie to myself: they all hate me. Oh? Well how would you feel if a fifteen year old just became your all-powerful, unquestioned boss?
Well, they already had my luggage from the carousel, so we just up and left. Once back atthe base, Agent d, the only person I liked in the agency, came and showed me the more private areas of the base.
"D, you know I had no idea that I'd get this company." I said, more as a question than a out-right statement.
"I know, Emilee." he said. D was a man in his early twenties, clean cut, who looked more like he belonged in an office with a keyboard than on a high security base with heavy weaponry. "Nobody here knew, either. As a matter of fact, I think Agent K was planning to get it."
I laughed, then stopped abrubtly. "Listen," I said in a clearly reserved voice. "before poppa died, he told me about some great project they were working on here. I think, if I'm now head of the organization, I should know what's going on."
His smile fell faster than mine did. "Awe, Em. I just really don't think you need to be knowing about stuff like that. Not at your age, anyway. I mean, even some of the employees at the base had a hard time comprehending it at first. Besdes, you'll have supervisors to help you with all that."
"Come on, D! It's not like I'm gonna-"
"It's not about that, Emilee. But I have a feeling that you getting invloved in this, you'd just end up hurt. We can't go through company heads this quickly, they'll think we're killing them off!" he added, jokingly. It was a vain attempt. If anything, it only made the atmoshpere between the us thicker.
We had been walking the halls during a brief tour. Our footfalls were the only ones to be heard in the wing of the building. We passed an open doorway, but not without it attracting my attention.
"Hey, what's there?" I said, backtracking in the hall.
"Restricted area. Too dangerous." He said curtly, not even bothering to look back at me.
I stopped, staring around the corridor. Division: Research. This was my place now, and my grandfather had wanted me to know everything about it, so I knew I'd have to get down there.