The Q-files

After our cheap-jack agents taken the irresistible offer of the receptionist and get back to their room, they fell into a treacle sleep.

-Achtung, Achtung! The Hogbarts Express commence from platform nine and three-quarters in five minutes!

Our stunned agents looked around and noticed, the environment is almost the same as the scene from the movie they watched together before their last mission. It was the blockbuster Helly Copter the little airscrew.

-What happened with us, the last thing i remember, we lay on our bed, and now this. I hate this movie. -Agent Luce was almost crying, she really don't liked the movie. My dear Luce!-Ash's voice was calm and set Luce at ease-I think, we are in a dream scene, often used by untalented scriptwriters for temporization. I'm sure there is a reason, why we are here, if not, then i shoot out someones eyes (the scriptwraiter begin to hesitate, it was a good idea to get this psychotic trigger-happy agent in this situation? But she has no choice, her life depend on the next phrases).

Our agents boarded the train. What changed his shape and now looked like a big coffin on rails, and the name on the train is changed from Hogbarts to Bloodbath. Our faithful watchers, oh, sorry, viewers know, what that means. Nothing good will happen :). Our agents are in the net of the Lesbian Vampire Queen, who have a dangerous and unpredictable personality disorder. She uses her dreamtrance generator (manufactured by the PKA formerly known as PKO, the oganisation was so bad, that they become an association) to manipulate our agents dreams. And we all know, dreams can be lethal.

The interior of the train was more than strange, it looked like the hall of an old transylvanian castle. Gothic unlimited. It was a party, full with gloomy dark creatures. Lucky for our agents, they had their standard boring FBI suits on, so they looked not too showy. Ash, who spent a lot of time in the FBI archive before she fall in love with Luce, begin to recognise some familiar faces, faces from the past, Jackie the Licker, who held the citizens of London in panic in her time was just one of the monsters, who made the world a terrible place. All evil and mad criminal of the history was there, dancing, laughing and drinking. Agent Ash, who never loosed her cool, felt something strange in her chest. It was fear. She, who put her life to make the world a better place, she was thrown in this pool of darkness, and she was on the verge of her nerves, but then she catched the sight of her beautiful partners smile, and in this moment she decided, she will get Luce out of this place.

And in this moment, the crowd get silent, and every head turns into the direction of the stairway. There stands her, the mistress of darkness, the Lesbian Vampire Queen, who have a dangerous and unpredictable personality disorder. Her beauty is legendary, she is smart and sneaky. She has some twisted personalities. Their names is, Nasty the sexhungry beast, Dirty the butcher, Felony the gambler and Sandi (with an I), the cheerleader.

- Dear friend, we are here today, to celebrate the death of two FBI agents. They are under us. So i think we can play a little game of tag. The person, who bring me the heads of the two, can go back to the real world. The others go back to oblivion. The twist, no one knows the identity of the two agents. And because most of you dont know each other, it makes the hunt more exciting :). And now, it's huntingtime.....

The guests begin to look around suspiciously. Agent Ash and Luce try to behave confident. Agent Luce suddenly point her finger to a strange figure and screams, he looks like an agent. The man looks around, then realize, he is the target of 999 criminal, he turn around and run away, and so do the 999 badman too, so our agents get a little time to think about their situation.

To be continued......

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

And smiled. She had an idea...  She softly whispered something in Ash's ear, and when Ash nodded, the two of them went up to thestairway, where the queen was still standing.

"What is it, that you have to say?" Her cold voice cut through the Agents like a knife and made them shudder.  Ash grabbed Luce's hand and squeezed it. Then they spoke simultaneously: "We came to bring you the heads of the FBI-Agents oh Queen." The queen looked down at them with a cruel and slightly amused smile. "Are you now? And where are those heads then?" Ash answered: "We will give them to you when we are sure both of us can return to the real world." The Queen smiled and nodded "You can both return, if you wish for it to happen that way." Luce relaxed her hand, this was what she had been counting on... She knew a bit about vampires, and the most important thing she had learnt from books was their high sense of honour, pride and dignity. That was what her whole plan was based upon. If the queen hadn't understood that two vampires who killed the agents together, would want to share the prize for bringing them to the queen equally, they would have been killed. 

"So, where are the agents?" The queen asked impatiently. Ash and Luce straightened themselves and said fiercely: "Here we are. We are the agents. We brought ourselves to you, so now we have the right to return to the real world forever." 

The pale face of the Queen whitened even further when she realised she had been tricked. She had never been this angry, nor hated anyone or anything as much as she hated the agents at this very moment. She knew however, that she had to keep her promise, or she would lose all her power and wealth. "Fine, go." she spat out from between her gritted teeth. And with a gesture of her hand she ordered her guards to take them back to the world. 

Within a few seconds, our Agents were back at the balcony of their hotel-room. It hadn't been a dream after all. Luce was shaking from relief and Ash had a hard time breathing. They stumbled to the bed and held on to each other for dear life. After a while they fell asleep, exhausted from the rollercoaster of emotions they had been forced to control that night, their arms wrapped around each other. 

[next morning] 

When Luce woke up, she saw the sunlight streaming into the room, and she heard birds singing in the tree under the window. When she turned around, she saw Ash's beautiful face, touched by a ray of golden sun and she couldn't resist touching that beauty. She tenderly tucked a strand of hair behind her partners ear before pressing her lips to Ash's lightly and getting up.

A few hours later, our Agents were back at home. Resting from their previous adventures. They sat on the couch and zapped through different channels, looking for something to watch.  When they switched to BRANDnetworks, they both burst out in laughter. Helly Copter the little airscrew was on. 

 

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"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

The not so patient englis patient part 1.

After escaping from the net of the lesbian vampire queen, Ash and Luce travelled to London to see an another Queen, this time the real one. It was a mission of love, like a honeymoon for them.

What they not know, that the lesnian vampire queen is escaped her own net too. And she want to see the heads of the two agents. Her wrath was so big, that she hired four of the most dangerous people in England, or maybe the entire World. Their names are John, Paul, George and Ringo. But on the streets, everyone called them, The Beaters. The most brutal, and fierce gang of London. By day, they was buttlers, but after the night arrived, they transformed into,.......evil butlers.

Ok, this is not the full thruth, because only three of them transformed into evil butlers, Ringo was always a little eccentric, so he transformed into an evil icecream man, he was the most dangerous of them, he took away the childrens changes, without giving them icecream. And if he was really in bad mood, then he sticked the icream in their little noses and freezed their brain. So malicious was he (and he never selected his garbage). And now this peoples are behind our lovey dovey agents. And the worst thing, agent Luce want to eat some icecream. It means, our agents walk into the trap of their own will?

We will see, in the next episode.... 

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

Wandered through a park in London.  The weather was beautiful, warm and sunny, and there were lots of kids playing and feeding the ducks in the pond. Young couples lied in the grass sunbathing and there was a little group of fiddler, playing a happy tune. 

"I feel like eating ice-cream" Luce said to Ash, "Do you want some?" Ash smiled. "No thanks, but you go ahead" Luce ran off to the nearest Ice-cream van while Ash sat down in the long soft grass, closing her eyes and letting the sun shine upon her face.

A little while later Ash looked around where Luce had gone. She saw Luce taking a cone from the icecream man.Luce paid and came walking back to her partner, while eating the quickly melting ice-cream. Ash smiled and waved. Luce lifted her hand to wave back, when she started coughing heavily and collapsed. 

Ash jumped up and ran over to Luce, who was still on the ground, choking, her face slowly turning red. Ash tried to help her partner, but Luce couldn't breathe. Slowly, the coughing and choking stopped, and Luce went limp in Ash' arms.

"No... Luce... Luce? You can't do this. Don't do this to me. Don't leave me. Someone go get help!" Ash screamed at the ignorant passers by. No reaction. "HELP!" Ash was crying now. No one seemed to notice her. 

Ash ran over to the person closest to her and grabbed his hand, the hand felt cold in hers. "Please you have to help me! She's dying!" As she pulled his hand to show him what was wrong, the hand made a cracking sound, and came loose. Ash ran over to Luce, the hand still in hers. "Look! She choked or something! Please! you have to get an ambulance!" When there came no response, she turned around. 

Nothing. There was nobody there, but... Ash looked down at her hand, and saw a pale white hand in hers, covered in blood. Her face went almost as pale as  the skin of that hand when she dropped it and staggered backwards, disgusted and frightened to death. As she managed to look back at the hand, she saw it moving. Up to Luce's neck, clutching around it, strangling the already dead body. 

At this point Ash fainted, she fell backwards into the pond, where immediately the PKA duckies started to attack her. The last thing that came from her lips were a desperate scream. "No! Luce!" Then water streaming into her mouth and lungs, she sputtered, coughed, tried to clear her lungs and eyes, tried to fight her way back up to the surface, but the ducks dragged her down, further down, until they reached the bottom of the pond. There, they started to bury her in the slick. 

Ash felt the pressure of water and sand weighing heavier on her body, every second, she gasped for air, and her lungs got filled with sand and water. Slowly her body went limp, and her thoughts went blank. Almost blank, there was still one thought repeating, screaming at her, telling her she HAD to get up. Out of the water and up, up! UP! Luce was out there. Luce needed her help. LUCE NEEDED HER! 

Two minutes later, when water of the pond was still again, the kids in the park still playing, and feeding the (deadly PKA fabricated) ducks, couples kissing and elder people enjoying the happiness of this day in spring, an evil laugh echoed through the city of London. It was the Vampire queen, who had finally defeated the two agents, and who would now be the queen of all evil in the world, and the top-manager of the PKA. Her ambitions, dreams and wishes had finally, after generations of humans, thousands of years and endless amounts of hard work and effort, come true. 

THE END.

THANK YOU FOR JOINING US FOR THIS FINALE OF THE Q-FILES. THANK YOU, TO ALL OUR FANS, WHO STAYED WITH OUR FAVORITE AGENTS THROUGH ALL THE GOOD, BAD, EASY, HARD, ILLOGICAL AND IRRELEVANT EPISODES OF THIS SERIES. 

WE ARE VERY SAD TO SAY GOODBYE TO ALL OUR FAITHFUL VIEWERS WITH SUCH AN HORRIBLE END, BUT SINCE THE PKA IS OUR HEAD-SPONSOR, WE WERE FORCED INTO IT. DON'T BLAME OUR WRITERS, IT'S NOT THEIR FAULT. 

 

 

 

"Smile! It's april foolsday our agents aren't dead, it was just another dreamscenario..."

When Ash woke up she  was disoriented for a while. When she realized Luce was sitting next to her, she sighed relieved  before throwing her arms around her partner's neck and hugging her close. 

"Hee hee! What's wrong?" Luce voice sounded worried. "Nothing... I just..." Ash couldn't find the right words, "I just thought I'd lost you". Luce softly stroke Ash' hair "I'm not going anywhere. Not without you. Never..."

 

WE ARE SORRY FOR INTENTIONALLY MISLEADING OUR READERS, AND SOME OF OUR WRITERS... BUT HEE, IT'S APRIL FOOLS AFTER ALL...

 

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

Intermission!

Next time, the Queen dont forget, in The not so patient englis patient part 2.

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

Captain Cookie was impossible to catch; the situation became much like a child chasing its own shadow. For years the military followed the crumbs of Cookie Crew destruction but there were always endless loop holes and one too many a soldier who lost their lives.

Coursing down the wide, brightly lit marble floored hallway with a thick folder tucked under her right arm, Private Noelle slid up to the intimidatingly large wooden doors and raised a hand to knock. Her heart leapt into her throat -- never had she requested council with a commanding officer, and apparently it wasn't so easy to catch their attention.

However, this was in regard to the wicked Captain Cookie. Rapping her knuckles upon the thick door twice, she rested a hand on the brass handle and waited for permission of entry.

With a single word, "enter", the Private swung open the door and entered timidly.

Quickly, she saluted and stood this way until being allowed to stand at ease. It was now that she hopped into action.

"Second Lieutenant -- this is a serious matter that has been plaguing not only the United States of America, but the world for years! Nothing we've tried has worked thus far and I believe we need extensive assistance with this case. Perhaps if I could speak to s-someone... someone with a bit more high of a rank.. th-than..." She felt her ears burning red hot. "Perhaps the Brigadier Gen--"

At once the Second Lieutenant cut in. "There is no need. We have looked over your suggestions, even your records." His voice was sharp and slightly annoyed. Lifting his eyes off the paperwork strewn out upon his desk slowly, his gaze pierced into the Private. "You have made some impressive inquiries. We will grant you victory in this... However, we will choose who assists us in the chase of Captain Cookie."

The Private gripped her folder between clammy hands.

"Secret Agents Ash and Luce will be requested forth. The best in their field of the FBI, I am positive that with their help, Captain Cookie will finally crumble." The Lieutenant sat back with a sigh, steepling his fingers. "You will be sent to aide them with this. Naturally, they have separate if not bigger cases on their hands... you will wait on them hand and foot. Anything they say goes. And Private? You might want to remember your rank the next time you think your word is more correct than a commanding officer."

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The Thief sat atop the building hidden well by the shadows. She had been watching the place for weeks, ready to move in. Her normal targets were banks, jewelers, art galleries, and anything else she could get a good price on. Tonight however was different. Tonight was about information. She didn't need the information personally, but she was being given a hell of a lot of money to get the information for the mysterious person who had contacted her. Cracking her neck several times in an unhealthy sounding way, The Thief looked across the road again at the building she was about to break into. She already knew the lay out and security systems through weeks of research. Now all that was left way to get into the building undetected. Simple for someone such as herself. Even if it was the FBI building. Flipping open the PDA in her hand, she looks at the information on it one last time.

"Special Agents Ash and Luce." The Thief said aloud with a slight chuckle. "I don't know who you the hell you two pissed off." A small smirk reached the lips of The Thief. "But thanks for getting me a paycheck."

The Thief pulled out a gun with a grappling hook attached to the end of it, and with very precise aim, fired it across the street, where it landed on the roof perfectly. The Thief pulled the cord attached to the hook tight and tied it off on her side. standing up, The Thief cracked her entire body and with a cat-like grace rand across the cord leading to the FBI building.

A mere ten minutes later, The Thief was back on the roof she had started out on, a delighted smile on her face. Pulling a large folder from a backpack she had brought with her, she opened it and quickly scanned the pages to make sure everything needed was there.

"Boring, boring, boring!" She muttered to herself while skipping through official FBI memos and mission debriefs. "Not boring." She says and stopped to look at pictures of the two agents, including all their various contacts. "Hello!" She says with a grin and pulled out a picture of their newest partner. "Secret Agent No." She says looking at the picture of the agent with a nod of approval.

Her oogling of the Agent was quickly cut off by the sound of police sirens. A small, annoyed groan escaped from The Thief's mouth as she quickly put the picture back in the folder and ran off, disappearing into the night.

Luce's phone rang. Slowly she reached for it. "Agent Luce here" "Hi Luce, HQ here, I have some bad news for you two" "What is it?" "There's been a little problem here at HQ, I'm not gonna give yuo the details now, but it is possible that the subject of your mission knows of your whereabouts. Quite possible. You have to move quickly, and be careful." "Okay, anything else we need to know?" "Yes, there's an agent coming your way, her name is Agent No. She's new, so I expect you to explain her everything she needs to know. She arrives at Heathrow tonight. 7.36 local time." "Okay, understood. That's it?" "It is for now. Take care." "We will, thank you." 

Luce put away her phone and looked at Ash. "The queen has figured out our location, and there's a new agent on her way to help us. We have to pick her up at Heathrow tonight." Ash nodded. "Okay, lets get out of here then" 

The Agents wandered throught the city, constantly aware of possible danger. They did some sightseeing, sine they couldn't really start their mission yet, without anything to go on.

That evening, after they had picked up Agent No., they were in their shared hotelroom. Agent No. sat on one of both beds (there was one single bed and a double bed) talking excitedly about what she expected of her new job. 

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

Private Noelle, now Agent No., simply could not contain her excitement as she perched upon the edge of the single bed in the hotel room checked out by her new superiors. She was almost bouncing atop the mattress while an endless stream of words spewed from her lips giddily and she even had to keep one hand gripped around the opposite's wrist to deny herself from clapping.

"The military has been on Captain Cookie's case for years now, I wonder if we'll actually be able to stop him? Oh, how wonderful would it be if we did! We'd be heroes! Real ones; the world's in jeopardy as long as he's free-- ohhh and a vampire queen to top it off, it's just like in the movies, three crime fighters all side by side ready to attack evil-doers head-on---"

Her excitement died immediately when the weight of the situation sat on the new agent's shoulders. Narrowing her eyes on the floor in front of her, Noelle nibbled her lower lip in nervous thought.

"I just hope we have the means to accomplish such a vast feat..."

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Place: London Docklands (Pier 69) Time: around midnight

The rain poured down endlessly from the sky and leaked through the rooftop of the old pierhouse. This forsaken place was well known among the evil people of the city, but no villain was insane enough to come here at night. There are stories, about something, something older, and more terrifying than any of them, living her in the darkness. But tonight five people are here. The Beaters, who discussed a very interesting dream about a park, and some dying agents and zombies. And a fifth person sitting in the shadows. The four was nervous, they heard about this place. Blood and terror was everywhere. They felt it in the air, in the walls. But no one mentioned anything. The fifth person was way more frightful than any gost or demon from the past. Making her angry meant mostly a short life, and a painful death. At first look she was not so impressive. Looked more like an average twentysomething girl, with short blonde hair, green eyes and sporty body. But the look was deceiving. This girl was the second in command in the army of captain Cookie, and his most loyal follower, Lt. Cake. One of the most inteligent and fierce creatures of the world. Working under her command was a big honor, and a dangerous assignment. She was seemingly busy with reading documents. After a short time she stand up.
- Ok, people, like ever, The Thief did her job well. And so i gave her a new mission.But now it's time to us to make a move. I know where they are, and what they do. We take them out tonight. Ringo get the car.
After a long travel, the five arrived to the front of the renowned Hotel Cockroach, where our agents lodged. Lt. Cake turns to the Beaters - You go in and slay them. I stay her to pick you up after the action.
The four brainles minions get out of the car, and walk into the hotel. After they gone Cake left the car too, and headed to the building across the hotel. She run up to the roof and take her observation post. She has a perfect view at the room of the agents. Two of them stand, and the third sit on a single bed. They talked about something. To be axact, the sitting agent talked, the others listen to her.
- And now my dear agents. Show me how good you are!
In the meantime the four hitman arrived to the door of the agents room. They are ready to dive on the enemy. John raised his leg to kick in the door and then......

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

The agents screamed  as they saw the four Beaters coming in. "Quick! The Window!" Ash screamed. Luce responded while pulling out her gun "Are you crazy? we're on the 22nd floor!" Ash started shooting at the Beaters and managed to slow then down a little "JUST DO IT! JUMP! NOW! I'll keep em at distance for a few seconds!" Luce spinned around and ran towards the window, grabbing Agent No. in her run. "Ash! Come!" While Ash turned and ran after her partners Luce and Noelle jumped right through the window... 

A nanosecond later, the three of them were in mid-air and in plain sight of Lt. Cake, who smiled when she realized they were all gonna die. No one could possibly survive a jump from that height...

 

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

The Thief let out a long laugh as she joined Lt. Cake on the building, throwing the woman a shopping bag full of snacks so the two could watch the Beaters take on the agents.

"You really think the idiots are going to take them out?" The Thief asked, sitting down next to Lt. Cake.

"Well, since someone refuses to kill, I have to leave it to them now don't I?" Lt. Cake retorted.

"Killing does not look good on applications. Do you know how many thieves do both? Too many. The guys that pay the most don't want a trail of bodies left behind. Me not killing says I'm skilled enough to do my job without getting caught. Thank you very much." The Thief stated and pulled out a soda from the shopping bag. "When are they going?"

"Your mission right now wasn't to sit here and watch." Lt. Cake said flatly, ignoring the question, already annoyed with The Thief.

"Waiting on security of the building to go out. So I decided to see the Agents in action. Just in case." The Thief replied.

"You know, there was no file picture of that new agent in there." Lt. Cake mentioned.

"They must have not put the picture on file when I got it then." The Thief replied cooly. "As for me now." The Thief said and got up to her feet. "Gotta get your boss whatever it is she needed. Good luck with the idiots."

"You mean you don't know what you're stealing?" Lt. Cake asked with annoyance. "I will be reporting your lack of structure."

"Yeah, yeah, you've been trying to get me fired since I got you that little folder there. Good luck." The Thief muttered and disappeared into the night just as the agents were jumping out the window.


Walking down the street towards her mission. The Thief stopped to watch the progression of the three agents down towards the ground. Two thought came to The Thief's mind. Them dying would mean the end of a nice paycheck, and hell. Agent Noelle was too hot to just die. Ducking into a conveniently placed trampoline shop across the street, The Thief managed to roll a trampoline on wheels just under the agents and run off without being seen. No way was she going back to her regular thieving after that last paycheck she got. Those three could live for now.

watching out in the ally Agent Red spots Agent Luce, agent Noelle at the window. So Agent Red knowing how this agents thought quick did a scan of the parking lot. she spots an open top trailer with a heavy noisy truck pulling it. Agent Red runs to the driver door flings it open an pulls the driver out. Agent Red drove the truck up to the building just in time to watch the agents jump out the window.with eyes closed Agent Red hopes and prays that she can save her fellow agents she hears a thump then a second then lastly a third. she opens her eyes and quick put the truck in gear and drives away. They arrive at a secure location. she quickly gets off the truck runs to the rear  opens the trailer door where out comes all three Agents bruised and badly scratched up but alive  with a huge grin on her face she helps them out of the trailer. " Guys happy to see me?" she asked. " yeah" exclaimed Agent Noelle. Well ladies this is where i leave you and return to my case. oh and by the way here is your new vehicle.  Its a spec. op. project. It has varies weaponry and on board computer.  enjoy!!  The Agents turn around to thank Agent Red but she has disappear once again.

 

"i'm a cute Texan dork!"

 

 

Bruised, scratched and shaken, Agent No. swore loudly, her voice echoing into the night sky.

"Who were those guys?! How did they know where we were?! I thought we were promised secrecy in the room given to us! If it wasn't for Agent Red and that tram--" Her voice cut off abruptly as her face clouded with confusion while a trembling hand rubbed her chin, trying to figure out where the trampoline came from.

"Surely it wasn't there before..."

"Maybe it was an extra precaution from Agent Red. Don't worry about it so much at this point, Noelle... we have bigger pieces of the puzzle that need to be looked over." Ash muttered, slipping her pistol back into its respective holster.

Though this was true, Agent No. was far too suspicious about the mysteriously and conveniently placed trampoline. As soon as Agents Ash and Luce were preoccupied, the Private-turned-agent sprinted back towards the hotel.

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Agent Luce shouted after the figure of the receding agent, but she had already disappeared. "Great, just great. At a time of attack, the Agent splits up without revealing her whereabouts."

Agent Ash smirked. "Why do you think we're secret agents? Besides, go easy on Agent No. She is new, after all."

The London alleyway where the Agents found themselves in was dark and a gibbous moon obscured by dark clouds hung in the sky. Stray dogs howled ominously in the distance.

"Do you think the Private is okay by herself?" asked Agent Luce, shivering a little. Agent Ash hugged her. 

"I'm pretty sure she won't be alone for long..." said Agent Ash, spotting shadows coming closer towards them.

 

It was the stray dogs, feeling threatened by the shadows that were closiing in on their territory. They attacked, more dogs coming from other alleys, rooftops, backyards and other places.  By the time they reached the Agents, there were quite a few, running after one single dog, that looked like he was out for revenge. Ash and Luce looked at each other with disbelief. What are the scriptwriters doing now? Suddenly they heard Red mutter something, they turned around and looked at the chauffeur. "What did you say Red?"Red looked up at agent Ash and said: "That dog in the front looks like Sounder..."

In the meantime, Agent No. had reached the hotel, just in time to see the trampoline dissappear into an alley. She sprinted after it, caught up, jumped on top of it and with a salto, landed in front of the dark figure moving it. "Who are you?" both spoke at the same time.

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

Lt. Cake watched how The Thief become one with the night.

Damn girl, she is so hot. But she needs to learn how to behave. - thought Cake. Then she resumed the observation of the agents. I don't want to bother our viewers with the details, they read them in the posts before. After the agants fallen out, sorry, jump out of the windows she ran down the stairway, and....and she bumped into a trampoline in the middle of the street. She thought, maybe the thing is useful for her workout exercises. So she grab the trampoline and pulled into an alley. She was halfway, when some crazy artist jumped on it, and then landed in front of her. Who are you? Asked both at the same time. The dark figure was in reality a cute girl (Because agent No sit backward to the windows, Cake have no idea, that this girl is one of the enemies of cpt. Cookie, and agent No. and the others have no clue of the existence of Cake, it's complicated, if you want a better explanation, then read the adequate WikiPedia article). So the two girl looked at each other and both of them feelt something warm in their chest. Are you an acrobat? - asked Cake blushing. No, I'm a secre....secretary (*damn, i almost blown my cover*) - answered No - Can I ask you what you want with this trampoulin?

I will be honest with you, - confessed Cake - i have a serious tampoulophobie, as a little girl, once i fallen from a trampouline and if I see one of them, then i feel the urge to destroy it immediately. I hope you dont hate me.

Agent No watched the girl. She looks so lost, and cute, but the other agents count on her. What is the right thing to do?

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

The Thief was going to kill Lt. Cake- No, not kill, she was better than that... Perhaps just hurt badly, yes, hurt badly. For the one thing in The Thief's contract was a direct statement that she does not go to places with water. Imagine her surprise when she landed in a large swimming pool after her gear, which Cake gave her failed during her mission. Now The Thief was cold, soaked and all kinds of pissed off. She had almost been caught tonight.

"Probably not even a real lieutenant." The Thief muttered to herself and rang the water out of her hair. Heading down an alley. The Thief paused to see Cake, a trampoline and Agent Noelle stopped and starring at each other in the alley. A smile lit The Thief's face. Just the perfect way to get back at Cake.

"Help! Thief! Someone stole my trampoline!" The Thief yelled out loudly and climbed up a fire escape, hiding in the shadows to watch what would happen now.

"You stole this trampoline? But... then you... you weren't the one that put it there.." 

A silence fell when Agent No. realized she had blown her cover.

 

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

You are an agent! - yelled Cake and pushed No back so strong, that she fell on the trampoulin. Then she fly to one of the first floors windows, she grab the ledge, but have no power to climbing in. In the meantime Cake runs away. But she recognized the voice of her doom. It was The Thief, who was sent to a suicide mission. The things going not well in the evil division. She had no choice, but calling for assistance. She called the last person she wanted to call. Mr. Coyote. He was a retired hunter, with an absolutely unimpressive resume, in reality, he shoot himself more than one time. But he was enthusiastic and needed a job badly. After a time Cake stopped and walked back to her luxury apartmant. She have time, Mr. C arrives just tomorrow morning. her thoughts stray to the nice girl on the ledge.  -I hope, she is not dead. She was hot. Like that treacherous Thief. I have plans for both of them :).

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

The Thief looked at Agent No somewhat surprised seeing as she was now right next to the agent on the fire escape.

"Need a hand, beautiful?" The Thief asked. Agent No just clawed at the window she was hanging from. Reaching over, The Thief pulled Agent No from the window and onto the fire escape where she was. The Thief smiled brilliantly at the rather confused Agent.

"Wh- Who are?" Agent No's voice was cut off by the sound of Agent Luce and Agent Ash calling her name. Quickly turning her head in that direction, Agent No yelled back at them then quickly turned to look at the person who saved her only to find the woman somehow gone. "What the hell is going on around here?" Agent No asked herself and quickly made her way down the fire escape to join Agents Luce and Ash.

The Thief watched from the Roof as the three made their way back to the car before turning the way she had seen Lt. cake go. The Thief had some unfinished business to attend to now.

And the three Agents turned their heads. Howls answered the call, and there in front of them was Mr. Coyote, with the dogs from before that had disappeared earlier.

"Guess who?" he said with a big smile. "Thought I'd come in here early to see how you guys were doing."

A puzzled look came over the faces of the Agents. "Who are you?" asked Agent Ash, taking out her gun slowly.

Agent Luce seemed to know who Mr. Coyote was. She ran over to hug him.

 

This night only seemed to get stranger by the minute.

"Who is..." No. mumbled, shifting her gaze from Ash to Luce and lastly to Mr. Coyote.

Agent No.'s eyes remained glued to Mr. Coyote until a throbbing headache overcame her. Right hand pinching the bridge of her nose, she took a step back, her heel crunching something underneath.

"Nh?" A glance was thrown over her shoulder for a split second before she spun wildly and bellowed, finger pointing to the smashed object. There, on the pavement, was a cookie. "Captain Cookie must have been here!!!"

True, the cookie mastermind had been on spot this night... little did Agent No. realize how close the Captain really was...

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The Thief was now happy again, thus showing so by the way she was skipping down the road. Her revenge had been swift and Lt. Cake wouldn't even realize what had happened until tomorrow morning when she would see that The Thief had taken the one thing of any importance to Lt. Cake: Her autographed photo of her hero, Fantastic Fanny the flying circus girl. Yes, The Thief would get a nice chunk of change off the photo from EvilBay. Now she was bored though. What to do, what to do? Not paying much attention, The Thief failed to realize the obvious snare trap right in front of her until she was snagged and pulled to hang upside down.

"Well this is great." The thief muttered to herself and just hung there with her arms crossed. She let out a small 'eek' sound when she noticed not only the three agents walking her way, but the one who set the trap, My. Coyote.

"Well look who I caught! If it isn't my old friend Dana!" Mr. Coyote let out with a long laugh.

"Hi, Wile." The Thief said with a long sigh before turning her attention to the three agents who all looked confused. "Too bad these never work on the Runner, eh?"

"Someday. You know, I've been meaning to talk to you."

"Well let me down and we can talk all you want." The Thief turned to look back at Agent No and tried to put on the best smile she could all things considered as Mr. Coyote cut her down more or less dumping her right on her head.

After a hot bath, Miss Cake (she is off duty) sit down to her computer. She was on the hunt for new Fantastic Fanny artifacts. She was Fannys greatest fan. She looked at her beloved authentic signed Fantastic Fanny photo, but surprisingly the picture was not there, instead someone put a drawing into the frame. It was an awful drawing, bad work. Look:

She know, who was the culprit. Only The Thief is so skillful and bold to do this. Cake was out of house. The stealing of her favorite photo was like a declaration of war. It was no more a job to protect Cpt. Cookie. It was personal.
But she was not worried, her double agent Mr. Coyote was with the agents. And he somehow managed to getting in touch with The Thief. The things worked out well till this point. It's time to begin with the operation betrayal.

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

Everyone must be asking this question. So it'll have to be answered.

It all started many years ago...

Mr. Coyote started life as a regular coyote, spending his lonely life howling at the moon in the desert of dreams hoping for company. He sniffed and growled and pawed the days away, alone with nobody to keep him company except for a few cacti and ants. 

On one especially lonely day, this little coyote was shot by hunters who thought that he was encroaching on their territory to eat their road runners. But he was just looking for a friend...

The coyote wandered throughout the desert, day and night, wounded and hurt and limping. He thought he couldn't survive much longer, until an angel appeared...

She was beautiful. She looked like she came straight down from the sky. He didn't know how to say it, but he knew he was rescued. The angel bandaged the coyote and nursed him back to health. She left shortly after, but he never forgot her. He had found a friend.

One day, the mysterious Dr. Pause, working under Captain Cookie, drove by the desert looking for experiments and took the lonely coyote, seeing him as the only living thing there. The coyote, after years and years of Dr. Pause’s constant experimenting to create a super strong werewolf, was turned into a coyote man, half man-half dog. He henceforth worked for the evil doctor, under the name Mr. Coyote the Hunter. With Dr. Pause gone now, he worked for the all powerful and rich Captain Cookie.

Mr. Coyote always remembered the angel who had helped him. He became a Hunter just to find her again. Who was the angel who had saved the coyote in the first place? She was none other than Agent Luce. A long, long time ago… When he had found out that she was in the FBI, he decided to secretly join too.

Remember the Captain Darkness army incident, where the agents escaped? It was Mr. Coyote who secretly helped the Agents by leaving the weapons door unlocked. And the Morse code in the sky? It was Mr. Coyote’s warning of danger. 

Mr. Coyote is in actuality Agent E, Agent Red’s partner in the same secret behind-the-scenes branch of the FBI.  But this information is top-secret and is known only to a select few.

Thus explains Agent Luce’s excited hug after recognizing the coyote.

Enough with that super long history lesson, now for the question: Whose side is this double agent Mr. Coyote/Agent E on? Stay tuned to find out!

 

As the random twists and turns of the night continued to guide our story down the endless winding road of “WTF?”, agents Ash and Luce seemed rather diverted by the emergence of Mr. Coyote while Agent No. was literally on her hands and knees on the pavement with her nose inches from the crumbled cookie.

“Maybe he dropped it on purpose to throw us through a loop so that we fall off track! Maybe we’re sitting in his trap right now!!! MAYBE HE—“ Her voice grew louder with each probability until she realized no one was actually listening to her. Shoulders slumped, the novice agent scoured the area with slits of eyes until they took notice of The Thief.

“That’s…” Gahhhh! If Agent No. hadn’t been so shaken and trembling from dangling over a windowsill earlier, she would have taken notice of this woman’s stunning beauty… and delicious body, but let’s not get too excited here.

Ears and cheeks ablaze with the darkest of red hues, Agent No. wrenched herself off her hands and knees and dusted any gravel that remained on her palms and clothes. From here she could only pretend to act casual… act cool… act like she wasn’t just tweaking out over a cookie dropped on the sidewalk.

Meanwhile, as Agent No. had previously suspected, Captain Cookie was indeed near – in fact, he stood atop the roof of the Hotel Cockroach, directly above the rabble on the street below. A wicked grin of satisfaction played across his lips as he slipped a gloved hand into the interior breast pocket of his coat, resurfacing seconds later with a teeny silver remote control with a single red button.

“I hate to spoil such a lovely get-together…” He murmured, brushing a thumb over the button. “Such a lie, isn’t it?” With a grin, the captain held the button down with eyes glued to the scene.

Agent No. let out a strange groan and dropped her chin to her chest, body swaying, arms limp. Almost immediately following this strange behavior, she snatched up her pistol and went on a wild rampage, shooting at absolutely everyone.

“ARGH!!! Agent No.?!?!” Ash bellowed, hitting the pavement to avoid gunfire.

“What are you doing, Noelle?! Have you lost your mind?!!” Luce dove behind the cover of a nearby car, retrieving her own weapon as Mr. Coyote slid underneath the vehicle after her.

Her smoking gun emptied, the possessed Agent darted towards the Thief at inhuman speeds, snatched her out of the tangle of the cut-down snare trap and disappeared with her into the night.

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She looked quickly up and scanned the tall buildings to see if anything was out of the ordinary, but it was just the night as usual.

Agent Luce, Mr. Coyote, and Agent Ash got into the hyped up car Agent Red had provided them with.

"Where did Red go?!" Agent Luce yelled, fastening her seatbelt.

Agent Red came and sat casually in the driver's seat. "Oh, I was just at the corner talking to some cuties and drinking coffee. Why hello Agent E. Nice to see - "

"REEEEEDDD!!!! FOLLOW THAT AGENT NO.!!!!!!!!!!!!" Agent Ash jabbed the air with her fist urgently in the direction the crazed Agent No. had went. 

Agent Red jammed down hard on the gas pedal and they revved loudly off into the night in hot pursuit of the Agent kidnapper and her kidnappee. 

 

"Take a left up here." The Thief muttered to Agent No as she bounced along on Noelle's shoulder while the agent ran. "If we're going somewhere lets at least take my car. Plus, your friends are following us."

"Right! to the batmobile!" Agent No replied and turned the corner where a very nice car was parked. Agent No ripped the door open, threw The Thief in and got in herself, behind the wheel, much to The Thief's dismay. The two sped off into the night, easily losing the following agents.



"So does this mean you're evil now, or what?" The Thief asked as Agent No pulled up to what looked to be an old prison, well out of use. "Uhh... I don't do haunted places."

"It's not haunted!" The still possessed agent insisted and dragged The Thief inside the decrepit building. After a short trip, she pushed, The Thief into a cell, brought herself into it too and closed it. At the sound of the lock going into place, the agent seemed to snap out of whatever Captain Cookie had done to her.

"That just locked, didn't it?" The Thief asked, not amused. "Great, locked in a haunted prison." She looked over at Agent No with a small grin. "Though I guess things could always be worse." She stated and gave Agent No the once over

... Um. You guys have fun in there. Hahahahaha! Ah... ah... um.

*Runs off*

 

and were now plotting their next step. 

"If only we had a dog to search for them..." Ash sighed, she had always wanted a dog, but Luce said it wouldn't make sense to take a dog on their missions, it would most likely be killed in the first fight. It was hard enough to prevent themselves from being killed, they couldn't look after a dog too.  Luce shot her a look. "Don't you start about that again please... not now." Ash sighed again and muttered under her breath "Just sayin'... if we had a dog, we'd have picked up their trail by now..." Luce's face suddenly lit up "Mr. Coyote, My friend" (She accentuated the word friend, because she knew how important that was to him)  "How good is your nose?"

A few seconds later, Red followed the running coyote through several little streets, out of the city, over a small countryroad, and finally over an industrial dock. There, they were suddenly surrounded by a strange kind of fog. Quickly they opened the door for Mr. Coyote, who yelped a few times and tried to breathe. When he managed to get some air, Ash asked him "What was that? Do you have any idea?" 

"I don't know... but it was hot, look! I've got burns from it... It feels like steam or something..."

 

 

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

Agent Red radioed in to her Vet to bring over The secret weapon Sammy the Basset Hound. "thank you for coming so quickly" said Agent Red." Sammy get to work, search!" Sammy leads Red to a group of cuties." No sammy search for the coyotes".

"i'm a cute Texan dork!"

 

 

Lt. Cake was not happy, she just get a message from Cookies secretary, Ms. Candy (little hint, all bad guys name begins with a C in this story, *wink*). She arrived at the old chocolate factory, now used for torturing and imprisoning people. She stand in the front of the only closed celldoor, watching the two jailbirds. Agent No was a little dizzy because the mindcontroll, but the Thiefs sharp mind worked on full throttle. - How you did this? How is it possible to controll someones actions?"-asked. "I have no obligation to tell anything to you." - answered Cake. The Thief had a joker in her pocket. - "look, a signed picture of Fantastic Fanny. It would be a shame if this rare photo would fall into the sea." The face of Cake turned white. -"Dont dare, you devil. I tell you, just give the photo back." The Thief slide out the paper between the bars, and Cake happily hugged it. -"Here is the story."

"The Captain is worked on a better world, without wars, politicians and reality shows. But the human mind is frail. They are envious, wrathful and stupid. The only way to make them obedient workers is mindcontrol. But for this we needed a high performance computer with the suitable software. So we created Scarlet, she was too powerful so we wanted to stop her, but she escaped through a chainmail. After she was free, she ordered an attack on our base. Almost every scientist died, but Dr. Pause. So there was no one who could stop her. After this, she begone to infiltrate our minds, through the cheap myphones we use. And now we are all linked through the scrapnet. No one can fight against her will. And her new plan was to getting a body, so she can transfer her mind into it. Agent No was one of the testsubjects. She have a part of Scarlet in her consciousness, and we need only a special frequency to turn this part on. After that She is can't controll her movements. So, this is, and dont believe you can gouge anything out of me. "

"But you just tell us everything" - Agent No mind become clear again and she was ready for an outbreak. Cake wanted to go home and put her precious photo back in his place, so she called two guards and give him the order. "Willy, Wonka, your job is to watch this two, they are not armed, but dangerous. Dont go near of the bars, and dont give them food." Then she turned around and walked out of sight.

Agent No looked at The Thief. -"We need to get out. Luckily, We lock ourself in this cell." The Thief glared at her. "I lock ourself up, whatewer, the good news, we have all equipment, my gun is empty, but i'm sure i can build something, my drill sargent Lt. McGayver praised my abilities". She emptied her pockets, then looked up to The Thif who stand at the wall. With the key of the celldoor in her hand, and an omniscient smile on her face. "The only question, how can we take out the guards?" -asked. "And who is the carrier of Scarlets mind?"

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

Taking out the guards suddenly was not an issue in the hands of Agent No. and The Thief. It was abrupt, yet somehow in slow motion that both heads rolled from the shoulders of the guards in a bloody shower; the corpses collapsed to the floor sluggishly to reveal their murderer – none other than the illustrious Captain Cookie himself.

Swinging a machete about as if it were a toy, he calmly slid a silk kerchief from within his jacket and smoothed the blood off of the thick, glistening and sharpened blade until it was clean. The Captain then smirked in Agent No.’s direction, his eyes glowing with eerie affection.

“You’ve got something…” He purred, stooping close to the bars of the cell and reaching a hand in to clean the Agent’s face of blood spatter. He only made it worse, however, smearing it down her cheek and over her lips. “My, what a mess!”

Jerking back, Agent No. swatted Captain Cookie’s hand away furiously. “You monster! Who do you think you are?!” Both eyes widened as she drew her lips into a fine line with disgust when the Captain sounded with loud, thundering laughter.

“I think I am the reason behind your existence, my child, as Lt. Cake mentioned previously… you were my most adored test subject, that you were.” Rising to his feet, Cookie sniffled insincerely and dabbed at his eyes with the bloodied kerchief, as if to wipe imaginary tears away. “I was so broken up when you left the nest…!”

Speechless, Agent No. could only watch and listen to the raving lunatic known as Captain Cookie as he paced slowly in front of the cell she was trapped in.

“I knew from the moment I saw your mangled, bloodied and unrecognizable carcass that I just had to have you. Dragging your remains through the wreckage was no simple feat – you had missing pieces scattered all about the place! Nevertheless, I am a thorough man and back to life I brought you!”

“You’re sick!” Agent No. shrieked.

“Sick only with the deepest and purest of love for you, my sweet!” Cookie bellowed right back, practically slamming himself into the cell. For a moment, the agent forgot the forged cell door key she created just moments earlier, but when it came to mind it seemed Captain Cookie read her thought process.

A hand was over the key for only a half of a second before the Captain reached in with his machete and plunged it through the top of her hand, pinning it to the dusty floor. Agent No. screamed in excruciating pain as blood pooled around her palm and fingers.

“The last stage of the chase, my dear… discover yet another clue and you shall be my pet for the remainder of your days… in that time I will make it an eternity!” All that was left was deranged laughter as Captain Cookie, like an apparition, vanished.

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The Thief was just standing back listing to the weird guy with the machete up until he stabbed Agent No and vanished. The Thief quickly went over to the agent who was cupping her hand and rocking back and forth.

"Come here," The Thief said in a soft voice and bent down in front of Agent No who refused to acknowledge her. "Come on, let me see it." The Thief said again. Agent No slowly pushed her hand forward and showed it to The Thief who grimaced at the sight of it. "We gotta get you out of here. I know someone who can help with your hand." The Thief said, grabbed the key from the floor and unlocked the door. She helped Agent No to stand up and the two quickly left the old prison.



The Thief was holding Agent No in her arms and rapidly knocking on a door with her foot. The agent had passed out in The Thief's car.

"Damn it, Donna, open up!" The Thief yelled out. A few seconds later the door opened to reveal what could basically be The Thief's twin. Without saying anything, The Thief pushed Agent No's body towards the woman. "Fix her." The Thief demanded to the sleepy looking woman.

"Bring her in." Donna said with a sigh and walked into her home followed by The Thief. "Anything else wrong besides the hand?"

"I- I'm not sure exactly, but there might be like a mind control thing or something somewhere on her." The Thief stated.

"I'll take a look. Go make coffee."

"Yeah, sure." The Thief went about making coffee as Donna to a look at Agent No.

Agent Red wakes up with lots of cuties in her place. "Thank you ladies for keeping me company over night.;-} we cant stay here any longer. I have to move out cause a new cute couple is moving in tomorrow. come on Sammy get in the car lets get going.".

"i'm a cute Texan dork!"

 

 

Looking around, they saw cell after cell of queer experiments. Evil exuded from the walls and permeated the atmosphere, and was enough to make one shiver, but not from the cold.

Agent Red had dropped the Agents off at the prison and they had had to sneak in through an old, unknown tunnel. Agent E had disappeared, like his regular self, into the shadows to do his job.

"Did you hear that?" asked Agent Luce. The air suddenly got more cheery and warm, and they had arrived at a cell that wasn't empty. A mewling could be heard from inside.

"Wrrrooooeeeeeoooo! Arf arf!"

"It must be one of Dr. Pause's experiments... Let me check it out," said Agent Ash, taking out her gun and kicking the rusty lock on the door. What they saw inside was a suprise to everyone.

It was a Husky puppy. He panted like he was smiling and jumped and barked and wagged his tail at seeing his saviours. "Woof!" he barked happily, and bounded towards the Agents. 

"Watch out!" cried Agent Ash, but she needn't have worried. The dog knocked the Agents down with inhuman strength and started licking their faces quickly, like he was saying "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

Agent Luce patted the dog affectionately and from her gaze Agent Ash knew that they instantly bonded. "Can we keep him?" Agent Luce asked, with puppy dog eyes.

"I guess we have a dog now, don't we?" said Agent Ash, and the puppy barked happily, wagging his tail so fast it was almost a blur. 

Agent Luce smiled and put a bow tie on him.

"What should we name him?" asked Agent Ash, looking at his cute handsome figure with a bowtie. 

"How about Bow?" 

And thus the Agents added a new addition to their crimefighting team: Bow. 

 

After leaving the two prisoners, Miss Cake went to the caffeteria, today menu was Apfelstrudel und Palatschinken, the two favorite food of our badass cool girl. She almost finished her meal, when she heard a painfull scream. She quick finished the les strudel, then fast got a second helping (it landed in her backpack) and ran into the direction of the cells. What she found was a horrible mess. The prisoners gon, the guards headless, probably dead. And the apfelstrudel is got cold. What happened here? Who did this. She turned around and ran to the observer room. She ran through several rooms, all covered with blood, and almost the entire personal was slayed, no guns killed this people, it was a sharp knife or sword. Cake was scared, maybe someone want to steal her Fantastic Fanny photo or just killing every member of the Cookie branch. I can't die. I'm too young, and i brought my first house from the nice lady, she called the place REDidence. She arrived into the room, and played back the tapes, one after another, just to realize the terrifying truth. The killer is not other person, as the head of the organisation Cpt. Cookie. Cokie was devastated. What happened, to the nice and grim captain. Maybe it just a mistake. She ned to know the truth, and only two person can talk about the happenings, the two fugitives. Cokie decided, what to do next. I need to find them.....

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

In her state of unconsciousness, Agent No. groaned and whimpered, twisted and writhed against the lucid images projecting through her mind; images that were as clear and decipherable as a movie screen.

Flying and slipping in and out between traffic down a highway like a bat out of hell drove Agent No. in a stolen black 2002 Lexus sc430. However in this scenario, Agent No. was nothing but a hoodlum, a nobody, yet a constant resistance to the law.

She laughed, hooted and hollered out the window at the cops chasing behind her several yards back, easing up on the accelerator teasingly every now and then only to pin the gas pedal down once they got close enough to actually stop her.

When the authorities finally caught up, clipping the end of the bumper, the charging Lexus swerved wildly before the wheels lost traction, throwing the vehicle in a wild roll.

Fire flashed before her eyes, causing the agent to cry out in her sleep. The car had landed upside down and exploded, erupting into nothing more than numerous chunks of fiery metal scattered over the road.

After the burning car, the vision had blurred and the only truly distinct memory left was the cold, blood stained metal table she was chained down to and the eerie silhouette of a man leaning over her, pulling what he called “unnecessary human remains” from a gaping hole in her stomach. The sound of blood endlessly cascading off the table top and pattering on the floor like rain on slicked concrete rang through her ears each time the man wrenched something from her body, and she felt like screaming at him to stop… but her mouth couldn’t open and her throat made a noise comparable to choking.

When Agent No. finally awoke, she had no idea where she was; however, she immediately recognized the face of The Thief, only now there were two. Sitting up with a start, she rubbed her eyes a few times, blinked, and stared at the two women watching her.

“Wh-what’s going on…?!” the agent demanded.

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Oh dear, oh dear, what a mess! It seems nothing goes well. Agent Luce and Ash, with the new recruit Bow are in the abandoned prison, stunned by the bloody slaughterhouse they found there. The Thief, who stole and used agent Ash's cloning equipment, and her perfect copy Donna  working hard to safe agent Nos hand, who is in deep delirium. Agent Red, well, she is agent Red and have a date with the swedish bikinigirl team. Cake is on the run seeking for some help. And Cpt. Cookie is totally nutcase. I'm sure, at first sights it seems like this story is a totally chaotic and beyond any reason, but i assure our faithfull fans, it's just the beginning. We dont go anywhere, so the story. We have a contract for 100 seasons. 

So stay tuned..... 

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

Rumors have been heard the Agent Red might be starring in her own drama series  called "This are the gays of our lives".. in this drama show Agent Red played by Eddie murphy solves crimes committed against cute girls... with sidekick Sammy played by tony the tiger. Netwoks are fighting for the rights to the show.But Red is happy on Q-Files

"im just  having a great time"

Eddie    ....         Tony

"What are we gonna do now? there's no one here." Ash said. "Let's get back to the car then and move back to headquarters. The way things are now, it looks like the baddies will keep each other busy for a while." Luce smiled and turned around to make her way back to the car when she saw a piece of paper on the floor, surrounded by blood that had dripped from the pierced bodies, but on the only dry and clean spot. Carefully, she picked it up and turned it around. It was a picture of a clown. There was a signature on it, 'Clementine Clown'. Luce held out the picture to her partner. "Who is this? What is this collectors item doing here?"

"Smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips..."

Clementine Clown. I think, i don't need to introduce her. She is one of the many alteregos of the Thief. But, this character become famous some years ago. She performed her horrorclown show at the parties of rich families, made the children cry and the adults frightened. And in the meantime, she layed her hands on everything, what was more valuable as a matchbox. One time she stole the chairs of the guest, by manipulating the gravity, so no one noticed, till she was gone and the people fallen on their butts. She become a legend after robbing the famous Al Packa, the head of the tibetian underworld. She stole all his rafts and selled them under price for a cleaning companie as rags. After this stunt she become persona non grata in Tibet. This broke her heart, and she made a vow, never ever become Clementine Clown again. But the legend was born. You can see the net, its full with Clementine fans, speculations about her whereabout (some thing she is in a high security FBI prison, others swear, she lives with Elvis). No one know the truth, just The Thief, bat she never talks about. It's a painful memory for her.

In the meantime our agents use their sudden free time, to look around the city, agent Luce get a new haircut and looks hot. Very hot. Agent Ash is madly in love with her. The two are happy, and carefree. The pictures of the chocolatefactory massacre are faded away. But it's a big mistake, not watching out for the bad guys. Our two agents sit in coffeehouse and discuss the recent happenings. But their mind is not on the case, they see just eachother, so they dont notice, that someone following them. It's a little creature, in raincoat, sunglas and hut. One of the new agents of Cookie. It's an exFB, now a evil minion of Cookie, controlled by Scarlet. What he want? Why he watch our agents? Where are The Thief and agent No? Who is Donna? Agent Ash goes Hollywood? Next time we get our answers for sure.....

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."

I mean back in agent Red's bedroom.

agent red got a weird phone call at 3am.: " Help me" was heard coming from the phone.

"Hello, who is this?" Red asked. " You don't know me but i need your help, please help me"  said the mysterious voice. " "of course I'll help you I am an FBI agent tell me where i can find you" ... "i don't know where i am u just woke up in this dark room." .."okay were you kidnapped?".. " I think so" .. " how did you know to call me?"... " i found this cell phone which only has your number programmed on to it".." okay i well try to locate you don't you worry"*click...*" hello are you still there?"

the mysterious caller had hanged up..Agent Red quickly called up Agents Luce and Ash to say hi..whatcha doing.

 

"im just  having a great time here in Texas"

 

 

The puzzled Miss Cake was calmed down after the shock caused by the sudden change of Cpt. Cookie. She went home called down the elevatror, but in the second she wanted step in, the world turned into darkness.

She waked up in a dark room, she grope around in the darkness. It was the inside of the elevatorbut someone blocked the door from outside, it means no way out. Then she found a cell phone, with only one number programmed. She called the number. It was an agent called Red. Cake was sure, it's the same agent from the files. Agent Red, she was a relative of the famous Jane Blond, both of them are handsome, cool and beloved by woman. She thougt about her situation "Damn I cant tell her who i am and where i am." Red asked some questions, but now it seemed not the best idea to be saved by the FBI. This time is only three FBI agents are in the city and all of them know me. Then there is one navy seal, who work together with the agents. Damn, what to do. Then her face brightened up (we can't see that because it's dark, remember). She called the only number she know without her notebook. After two minutes someone pulled the obstacles, the elevator door opened and a voice called. Antonios pizza delivery, it's 10 Euro. She gave the deliveryboy 20 Euros, it was worth. She was free, she throw the phone back in the elevator, the FBI can trace it. Her apartment was demolished. Someone was very frustrated. Cake was sure, they wanted the secret schematics of the brainmanipulator. But it was not here. The info is embedded in the picture of clementine Clown at the HQ. Who posess the photo, posses the key to destroying Scarlet, and all of her minions, including Cpt. Cookie.

But who have the photo?

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless."