Aisu parked the stolen SkyWheel in front of the sign that clearly said "Do Not Park". However, he and his sister both knew it was alright. The warehouse and lot that stood before them was owned by the ATCFO (Ant-Terrorist and Criminal Fugitive Organization), their organization. There were basically three unofficial police forces: the Anti-Terrorist and Criminal Fugitive Organization, the CJA (Criminal Justice Agency), and the MSRI (Mafia and Secret Relations Investigations). Aisu and Kanetsu were both part of a bigger picture. Part of bringing criminals and major dictators down. Secret Agents of the Underground.
Aisu and his sister walked across the parking lot and entered the large warehouse. It was rusty and was big enough to hold a Boeing 747. Literally. As they entered the not truly deserted warehouse, the lights flickered on and revealed only a huge empty space. To the right, there were two symbols. Each one was of a snake with wings. Kanetsu lead the way as she placed her right hand on the left symbol. Aisu echoed her movements onto the right symbol. After a few seconds of DNA registration and evaluation, the computer behind the wall opened the heavily reinforced and camouflaged door on the other side of the warehouse. They crossed the floor, pit-pat-pat patter of their shoes smacking the ground. Aisu entered first. They walked into darkness.
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Aisu led the way this time down lit up stairs. At the bottom, a bright light pierced the darkness at their feet. Kanetsu jumped off the bottom step and into the light. Sounds of phones ringing, computer keys clicking, and humans talking was heard in the light. Aisu did the same. They both examined the familiar headquarters.
Almost two hundred people occupied the space that was underneath the warehouse. It was sort of like a humongous dome. A hollowed out half golf ball. Computers to the left, about 50 of them, all bleeping and muttering computer language. A huge screen to the right of that, displaying the world map and active agents. Going further right, was the Gadgetry and Equipment Lab, experimenting with various combination. Aisu walked up next to the giant globe above him. It was balanced on a stand. No gorilla glue included. By itself. The headquarters meant it as a reminder to those who were worried. The three forces almost completely balanced the world of criminals and justice.
Kanetsu walked after her brother. A long hallway stretched out before them, all with rooms and shelters for agents alike. They were home.
TO BE CONTINUED
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