Bad business.

03 – Bad business.

Greed eye was the local trade dealer of the area 88 where Jenny and Momo lived. It was a fat and smelly guy. He was a small mafia boss, a moneylender with a dozen of goons. Jenny was smart enough to never borrow money.

"I have something for you Greed Eye!" Momo presented and Jenny showed the gun like they were presenting a product in a commercial.

"I'm Mr. Wong for you." The large bald man put his glasses on. "Where you find that?"

"We get from the last Proterian ship thirty minutes ago?"

"Really?" He get the blade with a smile. "Girls, you aren't lazy today."

"We saw in the intranet that this thing is 15 grands."

"I give you eleven."

"No way, at least thirteen."

"If you want to wait a couple weeks." He shrugged. "Eleven in cash now."

They exchanged stares with a smile. "Deal!"

He put the blade in a drawer.

"There are another thing." Jenny took from a bag.

"A mobile suit?" He gave a distrusted stare. "People don't throw full mobile suits."

"But this time they throw!" Jenny winked. "We saw in the intranet that this thing is above 50 grands."

"Really?" He took the suit. "seems fine. I think I can give you a used ship for this thing."

Momo and Jenny hugh each other and started to jump.

"Talk about the scribble." Sam reminded. "See if lost the value."

"Scrible?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes!" Momo showed. "Has this thing written inside, But you need to open the suit to see."

Greed Eyes became pale like it saw a ghost and jump backwards.

The girls are surprised and confused.

"You wrote this you brat?" He showed the writing in the suit.

"No. it was already that way."

"Are you freaking kidding me?" He was furious when found the cloth. "Were you get this?"

"I told you. We find it in the trash desert less than half hour ago." Jenny said. "It come in the last discharge from the Proterian ship."

"There's a corpse?" He grab her violently. "You saw a corpse? Tell me where is the corpse?"

"No. I don't know about any corpse." Jenny said bothered.

"You have idea what that means?"

"P.K. Griefer? No I don't have idea."

"P.K. Is how they call P.C. Killers. A small group of genocides and this one is a Griefer, someone who enjoys inflicting pain upon other people needlessly."

"Why the galaxy patrol need a killer?" Momo raised an eyebrow,

"P.K.s don't work for the Galaxy Patrol, they are a few group of independent mercenaries with a code of three repeated letters."

"Like triple Z?"

Greedy eye hold Momo by its neck and throw her in the table. "Where you heard this name? Who told you this name?"

"You said. I just thought in some random letter."

"Calm down. It was you who said." Jenny hold him.

"Yes boos. It was you who said." A couple of goons hold him.

"Oh yes." Greed eye back away trembling and got a towel to clean the sweat from his face. "You two can go away."

"And the gobotix suit?" Jenny got the uniform.

"Just bring me the corpse of the owner of this suit or never get back here with this thing again."

They get out of the store accompanied by two goons the size of gorilla's. Inside was a fine place but outside the old Greed eyes store looked like an old abandoned round building with the painting fading away and plants covering the place.

"What we do now?" Momo asked.

"You heard. That triple Z guy is no good. Let's take him to Greed eye in pieces. We need plastic to cover everything."

"You aren´t talking serious." Momo doubt. "Are you really talking to dismantle that guy?"

"We cant count with Tracy for that. But whom?"

"Timothy Chandlery." Momo punched her hand. "He don't make questions."

"Good one. Let's run out there."

They crossed the Bunkers houses until the most deteriorated part of the village. It was a rustic store with a man that looked like a stereotypical old hippie in the register cashier.

"Timothy we need plastics to cover the room. Like an slaughterhouse. To cut a pig into pieces."

"Last shelf at the left." Timothy said without enthusiasm.

"You can make a search among the black archives to me?"

"You know that we are far away from the clouds right? Info here is slow and limited."

"Yes, we know."

"Twenty Bucks."

"Twenty?" Momo was going to say something but close her mouth. "You can look at a P.C. Mercenary with three Z's in the forehead."

Timothy stretched out his hand until received the money and slowly typed in the computer.

"Here, Triple Z, from the men of letters." He turned to screen to let them read.

They read that the "men of letters" where a group of mercenaries authorized by the republic, the federation and the eight empires, to perform secret activities without none affiliation.

They don´t exist officially and any way to contact them are beyond legal means.

The members were elite warriors specialized in assassination, exploration of dangers locals, gathering of rare materials, transportation and dangerous missions.

The triple Z is believed to be the assignment to dangerous psychopaths, which are experienced killers, torturers and genocides.

"There´s a thing I noticed make´s Greedy Eyes freak out." Momo got the uniform. There was OVO. writing here. "What it means?"

Timothy wrote a little and the picture of an helmet appeared. OVO, top tier assassin, rate of missions 100%. Name unknown. History unknown. Localization Missing.

Normally to enter in contact need a fee of seven thousands republics. Specialized in infiltration and extermination, Don't make questions. Extremely dangerous. If enter in direct contact pray and run.

"That's a joke?" Jenny read.

"No joke." Timothy answered. "It's a man of letters. And one of the worst. What the heck you want to know about one of those things?"

"That´s explain why Greed eye freaked out." Momo said.

"Let's get the plastic." Jenny said.

"Oh yea, We also want a sharp axe and a cleaver."

The two girls gathered everything and run back their bunker village as fast as they could.

"Are you really sure that we are going to do something like that?" Momo said with tears in her eyes. "I mean. You know?"

"You read in the computer Momo." Sam the wolf scolded her. "That guy is not a person, is a monster."

"You are shaking."

"And you think I don´t know?"

The two girls need a time to be prepared psychologically. They went to a bar to drink and create courage for a good time.

They went back to the bunker and expend a good time preparing the workshop and covering everything with plastic.

"It´s time now." Sam announced.

"Maybe we should drink a little more."

They agreed and shared a bottle their brought home.

"Now." They breathe deeply, exchanged stares, nod their head, opened the acorn and almost yelled.

"Its not here." Sam started to freak ount and ran around. "It´s not here."

"The chamber is not in the Acorn." Jenny pulled her hair and started to cry.

"I know, I know." Momo bite a finger. "We need to get out of here, We need to discover what happened."

When they get out from the garage in the bunker they found grandma Jia and Dolly sat in the living room talking. They are in brand new dresses, the whole apartment had new furniture and with them there was a big shining cyborg bird.

"Oh, Jenny is so good to see you." Jia said.

"Grandma? You come back earlier." Jenny went running to her bedroom.

"Dolly told me J.J. was returned and I need to see him." They opened the bedroom door at the same time and they hearth almost stopped. There's no one was there.

"You father went that baloney that J.J. was dead, but I always told you that he was alive."

"Grandma!" Jenny close her eyes, gulped and asked. "Where's J.J.?"

"I think in Tracy workshop."

Jennifer and Momo exchanged looks. "We need to stop him."

Before they could cross the living room the door opened. A man with almost seven feet tall entered trough the door. He was a pile of muscles filled with scars of transplants and battles. He had electronic eyes that showed a rainbow of colors. The head shaved and upon his left eye carved in his skin a triangle with a Z en each end. The triple Z.

"Surprise" Behind him Tracy comes with a package and a big smile. "I told J.J. that you love cinnamon ginger punch and that fish-shaped bread with sweet red bean inside and we bought a kilo of each."

"The ones you like." Grandma Jia get up to Hugh him. "You remember J.J. Jenny. You used to grab in his leg and follow him everyplace with your thumb in the mouth."

"Ah… Hi." Jenny waved at him with a yellow smile.

"Hello."

"Sit down my son." Granma put him in the couch. "Come Jenny sit down with your brother."

Jenny sat down and looked at his huge left arm. It had a tattoo with a circle and a star. Inside she could read. Z,Z,Z, man of letter. P.K. Griefer.

"Tell me my boy. What your role in the star troopers."

"My mind still a kind of foggy. I remember to run a simulation with the keyboard and a mouse."

"What's a mouse?" Tracy asked curious.

"It's an hardware that simulates the scope of a gun."

"And what you simulate."

"Assault missions mostly."

"And what you do in those assault missions."

"We enter some place to eliminate a target or everybody."

"And how you do that?"

"The most common ways are trough stealth were we enter without anyone to see you and get the target. Sniper where you shoot the target a distance and surprise assault where you enter shooting in anything that moves."

"And everything you do was shooting people?" Momo asked with a high pitched voice.

"No, in stealth you use a knife, usually in the lungs to target don't make noise. Also we had rescue missions and escort missions where you have to take a target from the point a to b. But I hate those missions."

"What you prefer?"

"Sniper. Principally when you don't need to kill."

Jennifer sighed in relieve.

"What a sniper does to not kill?"

"We shoot in the knees and elbows to extract information later."

Jenny get up covered in sweat. "What a thing. We don't have tea to eat those beautiful desserts. I go to prepare in the kitchen."

"I'm going with you." J.J. get up. "I brought many different types of tea."

They went at the kitchen to prepare tea.

"I don't know if I doing right, you can teach me?" J.J. asked.

In a few minutes Jennifer appeared from the kitchen.

Grandma Jia was surprised. "Are you crying my dear?"

"I'm crying from happiness, because J.J. is back."

J.J. hugged her. "It's good to be back."

That night J.J. sleep in Jenny's bed in the floor, while Jenny stay in her bed awoke the whole night.