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Chapter 1
“How long do his tune-ups take?” Pit asked, leaning back in the cheap, plastic chair, his wavy, sand colored hair falling behind his ears. He tilted his head back, his hazel eyes staring at Sila behind him. Sila stared back with her calculating, blue eyes watching him with slight irritation.

“Fai is programmed differently than us, you know that,” Sila said. Pit sighed and sat up again, staring at the large monitor in front of him. He tapped his fingers against the handles of the chair letting out an irritated sigh.

“I bet this is another retarded mission anyway,” Pit muttered, placing his hands behind his head to lean on them. Sila let out a sigh and ran her right hand through her short, silver hair.

“None of these missions are retarded, Pit.” Pit turned in his chair, glaring back at her with his arm leaned on the top of the chair. His eye brow tilted, clearly showing his irritation.

“To you, maybe. I don’t understand why I wound up being part of the searching unit,” Pit said, before letting out a small sigh, “Honestly; you think they would’ve put me on the destruction unit or something.” Sila rolled her eyes, and then stared at the door, hoping that it would open and someone would walk in soon.

“All the members of the destruction unit are stronger than you,” Sila said. She turned her head back toward Pit to see his dark glare.

“I’m stronger than you,” Pit said, his eyes not leaving Sila.

“I’m not a member of the destruction unit, am I?” Sila asked. Pit’s glare darkened his hand tightened around the top of the chair. “You and I are members of the searching unit. Our job is to search for GTO agents, you know that. We weren’t programmed to fight like the destruction unit.”

“Fai and I could take them out if we wanted to,” Pit said, new stuck determination filling his voice, “They’re not that strong.” A smirk covered his face.

“They could break you in half,” Sila said, causing Pit’s smirk to fade into a frown. They stared at each other for a moment before the door slid open. They looked over to see a tall, blond man with blue eyes. The loud footsteps echoed through the room as he approached the two.

“Fai, it’s about time,” Pit said, grinning wildly, “How was your tune-up.”

“I am more efficient that I have ever been,” he answered, giving a small smile in return. Then he turned to Sila. “Has Brandon given you information on the new mission?”

“Not yet,” Sila said, “We decided to wait for you.” Fai smiled again, and then looked at the large monitor. A moment later, another man walked into the room. The man pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, getting the lenses to perfectly frame his blue eyes. A few strands of his black hair fell into his face.

“Good afternoon, search unit,” he said, smiling at the three. They all smiled in return.

“Hey, Brad,” Pit said, giving a wave to the man, “What’s kicking?” Sila rolled her eyes and Fai just smiled. The man walked towards the large monitor and with the wave of a hand, a keyboard appeared in front of him.

“New mission,” he said. The monitor turned on, showing a two dimensional map of the area. After a few clicks of a keyboard, the monitor zoomed into the bottom left area onto a small building with a lot of cars outside of it. “Captune Used Car Lot,” Brandon started, opening a few more photos and data over the map, only showing the small building. “The car lot was started twenty-five years ago by a man named Harold Robert Pun.” He high-lighted a photo and enlarged it, showing an older man with graying brown hair and a shaggy beard. “For years, he worked alone until he finally got some hired help. Ten years ago, he hired William Howard Keen.” Brandon clicked on another picture, pulling up a much younger man. His red hair was messy and curled into a near afro. His green eyes gave a dull, lifeless feel.

“Keen,” Sila muttered, looking at the man carefully, “The name sounds familiar.”

“It should,” Brandon said, “His father was Michael Lawrence Keen. Michael built a car series called the CS180. The car was designed to be the safest car in car history. However, the car ended up setting on fire after being driven for a thousand miles. This caused the death of several hundred people. He was tried and convicted of treason. He was killed ten years ago.”

“The same time William started working at the car lot?” Sila asked.

“Yes,” Brandon said, “After seven years of working at the used car lot, Harold Pun quit and gave William his job. William then hired his new help.” Brandon closed Harold’s picture, and then clicked an enlarged another picture. The man in the picture was clean shaven, and Sila knew that he couldn’t have been over twenty-five. He had a completely serious look on his face, but he looked livelier than William had.

“This man is Markus Ryan Pultare. He was a part of an outside school that was taken down due to brainwashing children so they would hate the government. All parents and teachers were tried and convicted of treason. Markus, along with the other children, were put into a government program to help them level out and be healthy humans in society. Rumor has it that Markus is a GTO agent. We need to find out if he is or not. We’ll need you to start tracking him.”

“Oh god,” Pit muttered before letting out an irritated sigh. Sila examined the picture for a moment before looking at Brandon.

“Is he considered a physical threat?” she asked.

“To our knowledge, no,” Brandon said, clicking away at the keyboard to pull up some information about Markus, “But we can’t be too sure. He does have some muscle, but nothing that Fai couldn’t handle.” He looked back at Fai, smiled, and then turned back to the monitors. “The last time a normal agent went by, he completely ignored the agent and William did all the talking. He even tried to have the agent buy a car.”

“Sounds like William’s trying to cover for Markus,” Pit said, and then looked at Sila, “What do you think?”

“That’s what I’m thinking as well, but we can’t just assume things like that,” Sila replied. Pit rolled his eyes and then looked back at the monitor. “So, all we have to do is follow Markus around?”

“Yep,” Brandon said, turning back to the unit, “Just make sure you don’t get caught.”

“This is worse than our last mission!” Pit yelled, and then looked back at Sila, “Can’t you do something about this? Maybe talk to Kevin or something?”

“Kevin won’t listen to what we want,” Sila said, “We were built for searching, and he’s not going to change our job because you’re bored with it.” Fai’s eyes moved from Sila to Pit, and then he focused back on the monitor.

“Our current mission is more important than our later missions,” Fai said, causing Pit to glare at him. After a moment, Pit sighed, and then looked at Brandon.

“Is there anything else we need to know, or can we go and get this stupid mission over with?” Pit asked.

“That’s it,” Brandon said. Pit stood up quickly and left the room.

“Thank you Brandon,” Sila said and then followed Pit out of the room. Fai followed Sila wordlessly out of the room.

“Pit,” Sila said, catching up to the sand colored man, “We don’t have a plan yet, we can’t leave.”

“Isn’t it your job to come up with a plan?” Pit asked, glaring at Sila out of the corner of his eyes. Sila glared back.

“Of course it is, but we can’t go running off until I come up with the plan,” she said.

“Well, hurry up then.” Sila rolled her eyes and then looked back at Fai. Fai looked back at Sila and smiled faintly.

“We should hurry,” Fai said. Sila nodded and then turned to face in front of her again.

Thank you for your critiques! That's exactly what I was hoping for.
Some of your comments will be answered later, but others I've actually never thought of. I'll go back and edit when I'm completely done with the rough draft.

Thank you for your critiques!

I've already put some thought into the government, and I'm going to do a bit more research on the topic. I may go back and edit the first chapter before I go to the second because of this.

Beginnings are always hard for me because I'm not sure where to start, but I do see your point. I'll figure out a better place to start.

Good description points. I'll make sure that I go back to these comments. Actually, I might just save them to my computer.

Thank you again!