The Pink Haired Woman

by Seran

The G-Brother

“I’ll be there on Tuesday at six. Try not to make any other plans.” Andy made the arrangements.

“Alright,” John said politely. Andy wasn’t too convinced John was enthusiastic about his return. “See ya.”

“Bye,” Andy said as he hung up.

As the dial tone sounded, Andy let out a sigh. As he threw his head back against the wall of the office, he couldn’t help but think of the risks. “Why must I force him…” he whispered to himself.

As soon as Andy put the phone away, a knock came from the door. The door swung open and a well dressed man came in with a smile. “Special Agent Alvarez,” the man greeted him with his full title. “Are you quite done with your call?”

“Yes, I just had to make some arrangements.” Andy replied as he pocketed his phone. “My brother lives in town and I haven’t seen him in years.”

“Why so honest?” The man asked in curiosity.

Andy smiled and pointed at an antenna hanging down from the center of the room. “Standard issue phone tapping antennas. We have those at every office in the district. You just recorded my phone call.”

“Right, I forget we are on the same page when it comes to technology.” The man scratched his head.

“All government agencies use this technology to stop unwanted breaches in security. You should know we have them,” Andrew continued as he put away his phone.

“Then you should know we take our security very seriously here. We often visit the people contacted from this office immediately after contact.”

“Standard procedure,” Andrew continued. “But this was a friendly call between my brother and I. No need to visit him, you have the call recorded.”

“We’ll just have to be sure you didn’t give off our location.” The man stated his stance.

“You can read the call as much as you want.” Andy stood his ground. “As long as you don’t visit my brother, we’ll be fine.” Andy ordered jokingly. “I’m still trying to make amends with him. A cop bustind down his door won’t do that any good.

“Right, can we set off? I have to introduce you and your partner.” The man gestured with his hands towards the hallway.

Andy walked down the hall towards a large, theater-like room. The room was full of men in suits and military-like uniforms. A large projection screen stood behind and above a podium on a stage with four chairs, two of which were taken by a white man and an African American woman. Andy sat beside the woman and the room quieted down as the man in charge stepped up to the podium. The room darkened as he began to speak.

“Good afternoon,” the man said, “I am Captain Oswald. Today we are here to get up to speed, if I can who would like to introduce themselves.” He stepped back from the podium, signaling to Andy to get up.

With all his thoughts in mind, Andy got close to the microphone and started. “I am Agent Andrew Alvarez, and this is my partner Agent Natalie March of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Internal Affairs Department. I have heard what was declassified to us of your agency, Trans-Human Protection Agency, and have heard of your past uses and expenditures. Let me tell you this,” Andrew tried to be respectful, but with no avail, “you may be a world organization, but your branch lies within the confines and under the laws of the United States. Just like your branches in Russia and Israel, you follow the laws of the countries you live in.”

Andrew took a breath as he looked around in anticipation. He then continued. “Which brings me to the topic of why I’m here. For the past five years the various sources we have state that the civil rights of the people passing through the portal have been broken. Charges include assault, unlawful incarceration, torture, deprivation of necessities, and murder. An example of this is three years ago a young woman by the name of Amethyst Star who our inspector stated was locked in a room with inhospitable living conditions for fifteen days. She arrived on Earth when the ‘portal’ opened and was apprehended on March thirteenth, 2010. However she left your custody in terrible conditions on April twenty-eighth, 2010, as stated by your reports. And those reports stated this was done because, I quote, ‘she was a danger to everyone she touched as she burned them with touch.’” Andrew was appalled by what he was reading.

As he closed the file he looked angrily at the crowd. “The FBI was sickened by the vast difference between the reports and the inspections of each month. These people may not be of this world, according to the Trans-human sub-section of the Civil Rights Act TH 83500b and Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965 Portal clause 7762c. However, both of these laws were placed by your agency in the Sixties, and state that through these portal they become humans, and they have the same rights as humans. By violating their rights, you are breaking international law and harsh punishments will come against your agency, including complete dissolution and replacement by another government agency. England, China, and Australia have done so and we have plans to do it here as well.”

Andy made his conclusion as powerful as he could. “We are here to make sure their rights are not violated any further, and when we heard of a new investigation we took the opportunity to inspect and make better practices. We will come back with our new ruling and more inspections. Thank you.” Andy stepped down and gave the podium back to the Captain.

“Right, now back to matters at hand,” he said shamelessly. “In this new investigation, this creature that passed into our world without permission. We have a method of monitoring entrance, which was left unattended as the storm approached. As we remember, some hoodlums last week stole some of our cameras and the rest were damaged by the sudden lightning storm later that week. However,” he lifted his hand to declare good news. “We have a piece of evidence. There was one camera that shot a picture. It is quite fuzzy but it will give us a hint of what we’re dealing with.”

He turned back to show on the screen a very blurry and colorless picture of a long-haired woman in a dress. The picture was taken by an infrared and had no identifying colors. “The creature is said to be about five-eight, and as it walked out of the cave, the portal closed, leaving it no time to get back to where it belonged.” Oswald’s use of ‘creature’ and ‘it’ was really bugging the agents. “Hair color is bright, perhaps a variation of blonde. Pigment is clear so it may look Caucasian.”

He moved to the next slide, “We also have this.” The next slide featured a cloth shoe with golden wires and jeweled butterflies on a white background with a grid. “What can we deduct from this?” he asked rhetorically. “It may be from a rich family, or they have no sense in the value of the precious metals. Either way, by the looks of these creatures, they are nudists by nature and only wear clothes for formal events, as stated by our sources. It may be wanted back unharmed. We have to keep it safe before it hurts itself. It has been four days since the portal closed, which means that the creature couldn’t have gone far.”

The next slide was a map of central Colorado focused on the town of Dewford. A large circle highlighted showing possible range of travel. “If it walked far, it could have gone halfway to Denver, but seeing as these are social creatures would most likely stay in town with a friend they know. Remember, we can’t allow too much alarm. We will have to use our disguises and go a few at a time.

The next slide showed five people, one of which was an elderly woman. “We will question the usual suspects and ask them what they know about it. We will interrogate them first and then move on to public searching. We must find this creature and bring it to safety and document its stay.”

The conference had ended with a riled up crowd and a two dissapointed agents. Andrew noted the mixed signals in the crowd. Some took more from Oswald’s speech than his own. Others felt to only follow his order out of fear. He could see why he was sent here. As he read through his notes he was interrupted by a swift slap to the back. Instinctively he closed his notepad and shielded it from being taken. He turned to see his partner wearing a feigned smile.

“Some meeting, huh?” Her voice quivered as she spoke.

“I understand why you’re upset,” Andrew had worked long enough with her to now when she was upset. “Just keep looking professional. And don’t let them faze you.”

With a heavy sigh she looked at him. “Hearing him was a pain. It was speeches like that are the reason I left Tennessee.”

Andrew took the comment in as he recalled the harsh words Oswald said. “Oswald seems to believe these beings are not human. His command has brought damage to the Immigration Department’s reputation.” He looked at his notes and held the bridge of his nose. “We have to investigate how far this has gone. Go back to the hotel and send your report.” He signaled to the antenna in the hall.

March took heed of his signaled warning and walked towards the exit with a pat on Andrew’s shoulder. “I’ll catch you later.” She then stopped and turned her head. “By the way, when are you going to invite me to see your long lost brother?”

Andrew gave a smile as he turned to her, “I have to make sure he won’t kill me first.” March took the joke in and smiled back. She couldn’t help but feel some seriousness in his voice as she turned and walked the short corridor to the exit .

Andrew took a look at his phone and shifted through his pictures. The last few images were of a hispanic man tending to his car. Zooming in, he noticed an unimaginably saddened look in his face. He looked closely on the share icon in the corner of the screen, contemplating sending the image to his family, to let his daughter finally see her uncle. He scrolled through settings and deleted the most recent images.

“Emily shouldn’t see her uncle like this.” Andrew quietly told himself.

Author's Note:

A small lead off from John's situation, but for a reason. Now we know what that man from early in the story was up to for the past fifteen chapters.

Comments

[Night Music]

Short and adds more tension to the question on, 'what's going to happen next?' I like it

[Seran]

4629129 This came from an idea that if a portal had opened between Earth and Equestria, someone would know about it and try to limit who passes through. I like this idea of a trans-dimensional border patrol and wish there were more stories about it. Spoiler alert: the next few chapters bring emotional tension between characters.

Unfortunately the next chapter will not be ready until mid august, My editor is on holiday and won't be back until the 17.

[HB_DS2013]

This reminds me of the G-Man from Half-Life, even though I've never played it.

[Night Music]

4631053 Ooh, even more tension... i like