CIA Records of : Agent Serena Tsukino
Part: One
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        I walked along down the bleak corridor that all FBI bases seemed to have. As if
they needed to press the known fact that they were boring and had no sense of
humor. A prime example of their plainness was walking next to me. In a plain
gray suit. Agent Darien Shields was tall, almost 6'4 he had longish blue/black
hair that laid uncombed around his head. His eyes were a hard midnight blue. And
even though around his mouth there were smile lines, showing he had had some
emotion in his life. I doubted that he truly smiled much. Don't get me wrong, it
wasn't that he wasn't nice to look at. He really was, it was just the fact that
I knew that FBI agents didn't know how to have fun.
        Besides I was on a case. Oh, excuse me I guess it would help if you knew who I
am. My name is Serena Tsukino, I am a senior agent for the CIA. Unlike the FBI,
I know how to have fun. I was recently put on a case to secretly guard genius
Doctor Amy Harrison and her young daughter.  Both Darien and I paused as we
reach a solid looking oak door, then Darien raised his fist and knocked softly
on the door. While I fingered the waist length curls that had exscaped my
professional twist.  I had decided on a light pink skirt suit. Darien opened the
door at an unheard order and ushered me into the dimly lit office.
        A man of about forty-five sat behind a huge onyx desk, half in the shadows.
" Please have a seat," He said indicating to two stiff backed chairs. Darien and
I sat down and the man looked at me searchingly.
" You can't be the  CIA agent, Marks  sent here."
I didn't flinch, it wasn't the first time people had mistaken my age for
incompetence. Oh… did I mention that I'm only 23? Well I am, one of the worlds
youngest CIA agents. And that's because I was brought up in the family. My
mother Ilene Tsukino and Aunt Luna Morialy, Not really my aunt but she's my
moms' best friend. Anyway, I just took it in stride. It also didn't help that I
was only 5'5. Before I could say anything, Darien answered for me.
" This is agent Serena Tsukino sir, Sergeant Marks sent her with high
recommendations."
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes since Darien was trying to help me. I think…
Here I was 23 year old Serena Tsukino rubbing elbows with the FBI brass,
'Whoopee'. I thoughts and pasted on a fake smile. Then offered the man my hand,
" I was recently assigned to help  protect Dr. Amy Harrison, and her daughter. I
am to enroll at South tampa high and befriend her daughter."
I saw that Darien was frowning and sighed, " Is there something I haven't been
told?"
Agent Luiteniet Bradley Bradsford gave me a hard look,
" Agent Tsukino, Dr. harrison is only twenty-six, her daughter Korana Harrison
is three. Really agent Tsukino if you are to prove to me that you are not
totally useless at least get you information straight.
        I growled under my breath and flipped through the file that I had under my
right arm. I found a folded piece of paper placed neatly in the back and read
it. The letter pissed me off but there wasn't much I could do sitting under the
disaporving gaze of the man infront of me. I realized that agent bradsford was
speaking to me and gave him my attention,
" Since it seems to me agent Tsukino," He said my name like it had the bubonic
plauge attached to it. " That you can't collect your information properly. I
will be assigning agent Shields as your temporary partner."
I snapped to attention as did Darien next to me.
" Sir!" Darien exclaimed, stiffening in his chair.
I however stood up silently, " Very well sir..." I said shaking agent bradsford
hand. I turned to face Darien and handed him my card.
" You can find me at this address, please be there at six am sharp." Then I
turned and made my way out of the office, I could hear Darien and Bradsford
arguing about some unimportant nothing. I had felt their eyes on my back as i
left. I knew that neither one was very impressed with me. Frabkly at that moment
I didn't give a damn. I walked down the stairs and entered into the lobby, when
i emerged into the sunshine i frowned at the brunette that was waving at me then
walked over to her.
" Hey, Lita." I said hugging my cousin.
Then frowned as a tentive head of black and red hair poked out from behind the
car.
" Come out Marx." I said adding the french lilt to the name that it was supposed
to have.
Slowly a man wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a black button up shirt
emerged from behind the car. Luiteniate Andrian Marx, was well built about 6'2
and had long black and red hair that fell in gentle curls to his shoulders. He
had deep green eyes, and I could see what Lita saw in him. As he approched I
drew back my fist and slammed it into his jaw watching him reel back with a
small amount of pleasure.
" Serena!" Lita exclaimed
I just stood there looking at Marx,
" If you EVER make me look like a fool again Marx I will do more then deck you."
Marx regained his balanced and tentively touched his jaw. His green eyes met my
blue ones two sets of eyes one like glittering emeralds. The other a shimmering
ocean.