Kissed By the Baddest Bidder Fanfiction- Soryu Oh X OC. Disclaimer: All rights and characters apart from Angel belong to Voltage inc.
Angel stormed out of the office at Interpol headquarters, Hong Kong. One little mistake and before she could blink she'd gotten demoted. Really, what difference does it make if she'd blown up the warehouse she was supposed to be reconning- they were all bad guys anyway. I mean, sure the media had a field day and the agency got in a little trouble, but it wasn't completely her fault: the weapons dealer had pissed her off. Who was he to say that a 5ft 2" girl couldn't kick some serious ass? Well, she sure showed him.
Though she was only 25, Angel had quickly risen to the top of her profession as a world class spy, sought after by several secret organization; ranging from her native MI6 to the American CIA and, currently, Interpol. Driven by a fierce passion, she ploughed her way through the dangers and horrors thrown at her by her career and soon came to be respected by several of the most imminent leaders and agents of clandestine organisations across the globe. Nevertheless, her fiery, rebellious attitude meant she had a penchant for getting into trouble and a serious disregard of the rules.
Now, her boss had finally decided she needed to be taken down a peg and had assigned her to a mission in Japan: reconning a hotel that was rumoured to have a secret black market auction running behind the façade of an International VIP Convention that invites some of the world's most prominent personalities and celebrities to a party hosted at Tres Spades.
Angel walked into her office throwing a file onto her desk. A man sitting on a couch in the office winced as the glass door slammed behind her.
'Got in trouble again, eh?' he asked with the smirk.
'Wipe that stupid grin off your face, Xhang, or I'll wipe it off for you!' Angel snapped venomously. Though she hated to let her cool, harsh facade slip, today she was fuming. She made her way to the couch and grabbed a mug of coffee out of Xhang's hand as he hesitantly offered it to her. She sighed and cooled her temper before apologizing,
'Forgive me, Xhang, I'm just furious! How could they demote me like that? I'm one of their best bloody agents! This is simply humiliating: I've been moved from running missions involving the world's most notorious Drug barons and Mafia to reconning a simple black market recon. It's effectively a babysitting job. I have a very specifically honed skill set, that the blasted Director ought to know better than to waste on such ridiculous missions!' As she vented her anger out, her friend Xhang Wei nodded sympathetically. After she'd transferred from London to Hong Kong, Xhang had been her partner and first friend in China. They'd worked together for almost a year now and as they had quickly discovered- nothing builds trust or friendship quicker than being thrust into life threatening situations where your only support is each other.
'Well, I get that you are pretty upset about this, but in my eyes it isn't really that much of a "demotion"- I mean, there are many agents here that would kill for an opportunity like this. The IVC is one of the biggest, dirtiest and most scandalous affairs running in Japan: it's going to be quite exciting.' He said in an effort to cheer her up. Personally, he'd jump at the opportunity to work on such a vital mission, but he knew that for her status the job was a bit of a step down.
'That's not even the worst part- just to make things more demeaning, my cover is as a maid working in the Tres Spades! I've never done any house work in my life- I'll make a total fool of myself at the new job.' She fretted, already missing the life of luxury she'd become unhealthily accustomed to living.
'Come now, surely you'll enjoy the challenge?'
'Trust me, after the missions I'm used to, this will be more akin to babysitting than a real mission.' She retorted matter-of-factly. She wasn't vain but she knew her assets and the full extent of her skills, should she choose to unleash them. She hadn't thrown herself heart and body into her work over the last five years to have her career come to a stalemate like this. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Angel was aware of that she may be overreacting, but her Boss's imperious attitude and high-and-mighty air had rubbed her the wrong way. She'd thrown the last mission more to get on his nerves than to retaliate at that unfortunate weapons dealer. Gulping down the last of her coffee, she stood up to leave.
'Well, I have to go pack- I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll miss you Xhang, it's been great working with you.' She said, truly apologetic for having to leave such a great, witty friend. In her profession, she didn't get to make many friends- mostly just enemies and she was sad to have to leave them so soon.
As she packed up her bags, she sighed. She really would have to learn to control that temper of hers if she wanted to stay at the top. Zipping up her bags, she picked up her keys and took a last look at her luxurious, penthouse apartment. It'd be a while before she got the chance to return to such a luxurious space. Now, she'd better get used to the idea of living as a maid. Oh well, at least she wouldn't be sleeping in the mud or in trenches. 'Good bye China, hello Japan.' She thought to herself as she stepped out into the hallway, dragging a small suitcase behind her. As she made her way to the airport, little did she know that her tedious mission was about to suddenly get a hell of a lot more interesting.