The Keepers Headquarters

Alexander awoke to the sound of rain beating down on the cold metal of the headquarters outer shell. He jumped out of bed and walked over to the light switch and flipped it four times when he was finished he walked out towards his bathroom. When he got there he flipped the light switch on and got undressed slipping of his night shirt first then his pajama bottoms. He then folded them neatly and pushed them against the glossy white walls. He stepped into the shower and turned it on. He sighed as the scolding water leapt forth covering him with it's blanket of warmth. Alexander washed his hair and body slowly enjoying the warmth of the shower, but soon he was done. The shower was turned off and he wrapped himself in a towel to dry off. He then walked to the light switch and flipped it four times, then he was off to his room to get dressed. (From now on just assume he flips a light on and off four times when he is alone it will get tedious for us all to keep writing it.) Finally finished with his morning rituals he went to his kitchen were breakfast was already served for him by one of the many servants or maids. They were there, but were never to be seen by him as per his orders. The breakfast like always was an assortment of fruit and eggs. He quickly ate the fruit and eggs, leaving four pieces of fruit and exactly one fourth of the egg as he always did. Soon he was ready to leave and start his day.

He walked out of the door to his room within the keeper headquarters to find several of his sheep handing him papers to sign, most were asking for money, but some were asking for things that actually needed his attention. One called out to Alexander, "We need more paper." Another yelled out, "We need more hard drive space." Alexander raised his hand and all fell quite, "Unless what you have to say is of utmost importance I better not hear a single word from any of you until I have had my morning coffee from the barista." One man piped up, "A-actually s-sir t-that is what I had to say, the barista died today and we... we don't have a ready replacement." "What!?" Alexander screamed. "How were we not ready for this!?" Alexander stormed passed the crowd and went down to the elevator. There his two body guards followed in behind him, both were elite solders and were ready to give their lives for Alexander. The three rode the elevator down to his car. One opened the drivers door for him while the other got into the passengers seat. It was a two seat car so the other guard would follow on a motorcycle.

Alexander sped off at top speed headed towards class 1 which was the only place that had coffee on par with his old barista's. The car he was driving maxed out at about 250 mp/h, and he was pushing it to about that, luckily the car was assisted by a computer or there was no way he could keep it under control. The cops in class 3 were almost all payed off so he would have no trouble there, but when he got to class 2 he had to slow down to the speed limit. Finally after an excruciating 20 minutes he was to his favorite coffee place in class 1. There was a long line to the place reaching almost to the door, but he didn't care. His two body guards ripped a path through the rich and over privileged to the counter. When he reached the front Alexander said in a calming voice, "I would like a black coffee no sugar." The woman at the counter looked slightly scared of the two gorilla's looking down at her but she rang him up and he was out the door in less than a minute sipping on the finest coffee in class 1. "Lets go back to headquarters." Alexander said to his guards. Now that he had his coffee he was ready to deal with the day.

Mac woke up coughing and sputtering. Rain was pouring down on her face and she could hardly breath. She fell off the bench she was on and into a puddle. Not that it mattered, she was already soaked to the bone. She had gone out for a night and must have fallen asleep on a bench. Sounds about right She rubbed her head and sat in the freezing rain for just two seconds longer. She stood up and looked around. She couldn't see a thing. "Damnit," she said and blindly ran through the street. She made it to the side walk just in time for a car and a motorcycle to go flying by. "Slow down, asshole!" She yelled out, even though she knew they couldn't hear her. She finally was able to make out a sign that sounded familiar. She ran over to it and checked the back parking lot. Her bike was there. She smiled. She threw her leg across the seat and started up the engine. She hugged it tight and took off, sending gravel raining down on the roof of the bar.

After a cold, wet ride she finally made it to the Keepers domain. She parked her motorcycle and ran into her apartment. It was a bit of a mess; clothes everywhere. She didn't mind though. She peeled off her tank top and bra. It was a struggle to get the tight jeans off, especially being soaked, but she managed too. She turned on the shower, only to receive the same cold water that was pouring outside. She was used to cold showers though. She scrubbed her hair and body and once she decided she was clean, she hopped out and dried off. She pulled on some clean, dry skinny jeans and a bra then went to make some breakfast. She checked her fridge, but the only thing in there was protein shakes and a few apples. She grabbed one of each and scarfed it down quickly. Mac went to finish getting dressed, pulling on a black tank top and a burgundy hoodie. She still felt pretty tired, so she went back to the kitchen. She made a cup of coffee, or rather sugar with a hint of coffee to be exact. She also slipped a half a pill of ecstasy in there to kick start her brain. She poured it in a thermos and looked around to see if there was anything she was forgetting. She grabbed a leather jacket and pulled that on over her hoodie, then put on some knee high boots. She hoped it might help keep her dry a bit.

When she walked out of her apartment, a few people were staring at her. She gave them a weird look back then shook her head. They were always judging her. She took a sip of her coffee, then walked out of the apartment building door. She stood under the overhang for a minute. It took her a bit to convince herself to leave her dry shelter, but she managed to. She darted for her bike and started it up. Mac peeled out of the parking lot and sped to the Keepers head quarters. It was only about a half mile away, so it didn't take her long. She sprinted inside and took off her wet jacket and slung it over a chair. She sat down, just in time for the return of Alexander. He came in drinking his regular cup of coffee. Black with no sugar. The exact opposite of hers. She smiled at him and took a sip of her own concoction. "Goodmorning, Alexander," She cooed at him.

"Yes, yes hello Mac lovely morning and all that." Alexander said whilst signing a tsunami wave of papers coming at him from all angles. "There are a million and one things I need done. I can handle a million, but you have got to do one for me. I just got a report that one of our warehouses was broken into. They stole some food, but they missed the real good stuff we had hidden away in there. Anyway I need the gang who did it to pay, It was those damn Crimsons and I want their leader dead... and if he or she has any family kill them to. I don't know who the leader is, but one of the gang was captured by the police. Find her do what ever it takes to get the leader's name." Alexander explained. Without waiting for a response he continued on singing papers.

After 15 minutes the wave finally stopped. He decided to go down to research & development. He walked to the elevator and the door shut with a loud metallic clang. "God I hate this elevator." Alexander said. Research and development was far under ground so it was a five minute trip. When he got down to the floor the door opened and a laser bolt arched towards him. He moved his head to the side in just the nick of time and then continued walking. He yelled out to the the research guys, "Why do you guys continue to try and use lasers, I couldn't have dodged a bullet." They all yelled, "Sorry, sir." Alexander took a seat at a nearby desk and started to look through the unfunded research projects to try and find something interesting. "Hum... weaponized pumpkins..." Alexander clicked the button to allow funding for the project.

As Alexander continued to click through the many research projects one of his guards stepped out of the elevator and said, "Mr. Lancaster, it seems that Miss. Mizaki has failed to interrogate the target." Alexander twitched once than replied, "Why do I keep trusting that drugged up whore? Get a hit team together we are going after this woman. What was her last known position?" The guard looked down at his phone then said, "She is at a diner, with someone. Give me a second to find out who." The man swiped his fingers over the phone and zoomed in on the mans face. "It is saying he is a class 3 police officer by the name of... Adrian Smith," the guard said. "Is he on the payroll?" Alexander asked. The guard scrolled again and replied with a simple, "No, sir." Alexander stood up and stepped into the elevator with the guard in close pursuit. They stopped at the guards floor which was full of a small army of some of the most elite soldiers on the planet. "I want a sharpshooter and four foot soldiers." Alexander said to the guard behind him. "But, sir that is only five people, these teams need at least six." "I know," replied Alexander as he reached up to the gun rack grabbing himself an auto targeting pistol and a bullet resistant vest. He also slapped on a small energy shield that would defend against the police's lasers if they showed up. By the time he was finished there were five heavily armed men waiting for him in the elevator.

Alexander hit the button for the ground floor and off they went. When they arrived they all piled into an inconspicuous, but heavily armored car. Alexander sped off towards the "Broken Tooth" with his soldiers itching for a fight.

"I'm going to kill that drugged up little excuse of a person." Alexander said to is head of security whilst they drank there cups of coffee. "When I find her I am going to torture the drugs straight out of her, if she comes back take away all of her drugs and shove her into one of the holding cells. I'll be there to see her in a few hours. I don't care what you do to her in the mean time as long as there are no permanent marks." Alexander explained with a hint of anger and a hint of sadness.

Alexander stood up and walked toward his elevator down to his car, he stopped by a trash can and downed the rest of his coffee. Before he was finished with it his two best guards were standing by the elevator ready to protect him. "Lets go." Alexander said while beckoning for the larger of the two security guards to press the button down to his car park. When they got down Alexander walked out and saw his hundreds of cars he had every thing from a 1969 corvette to cars so new they didn't even have official names yet. Alexander was feeling fancy as he always did when traveling to class three so he had a stretch limo pull up that could fit a twenty people inside of it. "We know were the crimsons live now right Dan?" Alexander said to the man opening the door for him. "Yes sir, we still don't have a leader, but with your money it shouldn't be to hard to bribe one of them to rat out the leader." Dan said. "No, I want that damn girl who got away from Mac." Alexander snapped at Dan. Dan nodded and shut the door. They were off to the gang district.

When they arrived and Alexander stepped out he could feel the eyes on him, the lust and the envy. He walked forward his two bodyguards following suit. One man stepped forward he was definitely one of the crimsons. "What are you doing here, this is our turf." he said whilst a small crowd began to come around each and every one of them part of the crimsons. "I'm looking for a girl. She is second in command to your gang and very french." Alexander said looking at each and every one of them. The group came out to about 10. "We don't know nothing about no french girl." one said. Alexander twitched once he hated bad grammar, especially double negatives. He walked up to the one who said it and grabbed him by the dirty shirt collar and head butted him straight on the nose, blood squirted forth which Alexander side stepped. His men were already on top of the two guys that were armed with guns. One came at him with a knife, he grabbed the man by the wrist and popped the mans elbow out of the socket. He grabbed the knife as it dropped and shoved it straight into the mans eye socket. He spun around with a side kick knocking one man into the next. His two bodyguards drew their knifes and began cutting threw the gangs men. Within a minute all of the crimsons were dead but one. Alexander was drenched in blood and loving it. He bent down a grabbed the last man alive and asked calmly, "Were is the French girl?" The men pissed him self and said, "She should be with that cop." Alexander then shoved the man to the ground and stomped on his head and watched the blood flow forward. Alexander then walked the few blocks to the station and walked inside with a smile on his face. He knew the girls face and he would find her soon enough. "Were is Adrian?" Alexander asked flashing a large sum of money.