New York City Siteing, Strider, Drake, and Jaguar Only

[Strider David-Scott Estel]

Strider had just recieved a notice in the mail with the whereabouts of Mystique. He was told that him and a team of two would be leaving on Friday the 18th of May. He didn't know who this team was but was sure he was in charge of the mission. He was one of three officers in LNA and the other two were already off on there own assignments.

He arrived at the airport at 2200 hours and was waiting for the other two to arrive. On the notice it was said to meet at the airport at 2230 hours but Strider was always early to things. He grabbed a taco at the Taco Bell in the airport and waited. He waited for about another twenty minutes until he saw someone he recognized walking down the terminal.

Hey, so you're one of the other two. I'm glad it's you. Do you by any chance know who the other is going to be?

[Black Jaguar]

Jaguar walked through the airport with a heavy bag. It kept banging his shin and it was getting on his nerve. He finally got it into a better position when he saw Strider. He walked up to him.

"Hey, yeah! Uh, nope. I don't know. I think I heard the person's name. Started with a B, or a D. I can't remember. Ah-well, we'll see him soon." He said as he plopped his bag down next to Strider's. "Did you pack anything special, for our...uh...little chameleon?" he asked changed to a kind of whisper meaning Mystique.

[Drake Estel]

Drake was supposed to be at the airport at 2230 hours to leave for his assignment in New York City. The chauffer that was supposed to pick him up never showed up so he decided he'd have to drive there himself and just leave the car in the parking garage. He didn't want to but it was the only way for him to get there on time.

Drake arrived at the airport at 2225 hours and made his way to the luggage drop off. He only had five minutes to make it to his plane before he was left here. After dropping off his luggage he ran to his rightful terminal and saw a pair of guys standing talking to each other. He walked up to the one on the right and tapped on his shoulder.

Are you guys from LNA?

[Black Jaguar]

Jaguar saw out of the corner of his eye and man that looks weirdly familiar tap Strider on the shoulder. Jaguar turned around and saw the guy have his hand in his pocket as if he was holding something. Then he heard him ask a question. He ripped out his gun and pointing it at the guy's chest. Strider was blocking the gun so by-passers would think I was poking the man.

"How the heck do you know what LNA is? TAKE your hand out of your pocket...slowly!" he said trying not to make a scene. He stared at the guy and noticed all his features. He processed them in his head. And couldn't make out who he was. He shoved the gun into the guy's rib.

"Who are you?" he asked.

[Drake Estel]

Drake stepped back a couple steps and took his hands out of his pockets. He was used to this because people said he looked the part of a criminal. He didn't see it but he was aware of it now. He didn't plan on being killed anytime soon.

Whoa whoa. Hold on. I'm an agent from LNA. Officers include Forman, Mirielle, and Stider. I'm on an assignment to find Mystique and I know I was supposed to be here like fifteen minutes ago but my chauffer got caught up with something. Please put the gun down and lets get a bite to eat.

He waited til the guy with the gun to put his gun away and held out his hand. Now that he had everything straightened out he was ready for the introductions. Hopefully these two weren't as cautious now as they were before. Why was this guy so important that he needed to be protected from people.

Hi. My name is Drake Estel. Who are you two?

[Strider David-Scott Estel]

Before Jaguar could reply and introduce himself Strider punched this so called guy named Drake right in the face. His brother had died years ago and now this guy was trying to pull a prank on him. He could see everyone around them stop and stare. Who wouldn't? Someone had just gotten punched in the middle of an airport.

You son-of-a-b****!! How could you pull something like that! My brother has been dead for years and you come waltzing in here saying you are Drake Estel. If I had my gun right now I would put another hole in your head! You son-of-a-b****.

He then walked away and stared out one of the windows at the plane that was going to be his. He was so pissed right now he could have killed that guy. He needed some alcohol and now.

(Jaguar, you talk with Drake and figure out what's going on. Strider wants to be left alone for a while)

[Black Jaguar]

Jaguar put the gun down as the guy said things only an LNA agent would know. But when he said his name, Jaguar was confused. 'What a coincidence, two people on the same mission that have the same last name.' he thought. Only as Strider punched this Drake Estel in the face did it click that maybe they were related. Jaguar stepped back, not wanting to interfere with Strider at the moment. He had rarely seen Strider this angry before.

Jaguar looked over at people staring. "Nothing to see here. Keep walking! Get out of here!" he said shooing people away. He then stepped in between Drake and Strider as Strider walked away. "Um...listen. Can I see some ID? Just for the name, to make sure that's your name. How did you join LNA anyway?" Jaguar asked.

[Drake Estel]

Drake stood up and wiped his nose. He had a bloody nose. Like old times. The Estel brothers always fought and Drake always lost. He took out his identification card and handed it to Jaguar and walked over to the nearest restroom and grabbed some tissue paper. When he got back to where Jag was he started to explain everything.

Our parents were killed right in front of our own eyes and I decided I was going to do something about it while my brother decided he was going to go to college instead. He kept bugging me bout going to college too so one day I pretended to have been killed by a Kraken. There actually wasn't a Kraken, it was a machine I had created to make it look like one. I waited til Strider gave up on finding me and then made my way to shore. From there I went looking for the vampire clan that killed our parents. Knowing that I couldn't do it by myself I decided I would use LNA's help. That's how I became to be here. Can I have my card back now?

He took his identification card back and wiped off more blood from his nose and waited for Jag to take it all in.

[Black Jaguar]

Jaguar bit his lip. That story was a pretty logical and it didn't seem like a made up tale. Jaguar let Drake take back the card. "Sorry about the nose-bleed. I can't believe you faked your own death. Couldn't you have just told him to stop bugging you?" Jaguar said starting to believe the story. Drake did look and awful lot like Strider.

"Why don't we grab a cup of coffee and leave Strider alone for a while, to calm down and to think." he said taking his luggage and walking towards a Starbucks. He made sure Drake was with him and went up to the counter ordering himself a Double Chocolate Chip Cream Frappuccino extra blended. He paid the five dollars and eighty cents giving a tip of Twenty cents. They handed him his icy drink and he grabbed a straw. As he sat down he poked the straw into the lid, puncturing the cream. He cocoa was sweet but satisfying.

[Drake Estel]

Drake took one last look at Strider and agreed with Jaguar. It probably was a good idea for him to think it over on his own. He followed Jaguar and went to the Scooters right next to Starbucks. He ordered a Red Bull Vertigo Smoothie with four berry and paid the lady what it cost. He walked over to the table Jag was sitting at and sat opposite.

I tried telling him I didn't want to go to college and he kept going on about it. I didn't feel like hearing it anymore so I pretended I was killed by a Kraken. I know it was a bad thing to do but it was the only way of him leaving me alone and having him stick with college himself. If I had run away he would have given up everything to find me. I didn't want that.

He drank more of his smoothie and looked at the clock.

[Black Jaguar]

Jaguar licked his lips and dripped some of his drink on his shirt. "Oh, Poop!" he said taking a napkin and trying to wipe off the chocolate stain. He listened to Drake. He wouldn't have faked his death. Not for anyone. He thought about Marie again. His head hurt so he scratched it as if that would make the hurt go away.

"I am really sorry about Strider being Persistent. And I still don't understand why you faked your Kraken stunt. But I won't question you anymore about. As long as I know you're on our side. Anyway, I think our planes takes on in an hour. Oh, I haven't even introduced myself: you can call me Jaguar. I am half Vampire, half human and I am as old as your great great grandfather, I think. I'm not that good at math so I could be off."

Jaguar said to Drake making sure that no one else around them could hear them.