16Rookie: This is my newest fic after so long. this time I'll be honest with the readers. This story might be updated very slowly, due to my studies, works, distractions, and or writer blocks that invaded my mind. but this story will not go discontinued, since I myself would not like that to happen.

Asuka: *blast 16Rookie with bazooka* took you long enough. It was tiring to just stood still in the latest chapther before this.

16Rookie: *bleeding* I own nothing of PPGZ.

*Updated in 20 March 2013*

BEFORE ACTION I

Kuroda Asuka, that's my name. I lived in Citiesville for as long as I could remember. But maybe not that long, I just remembered that I moved here when I was young…I mean…younger. I am only 15 or so after all—so it meant that I was younger, yeah whatever, the point was, I'm still young. Together with mother and dad, I lived in apartment far away from central town but it was close to my school. One small apartment with small rooms—40 in total, including the receptionist, and guests rest room, also there were 2 floors underground. The rest 5 others stood upperground. You might think that the apartment was ridiculous or unordinary, but here in Citiesville, most apartments were designed like that due to high population.

We resided on the 1 BF. Let me tell you how small it was, it could only contain three single beds, two table lamps located between the beds. In front of the most left bed, there was a door to the hall. About a meter on its right our 14 inch TV was used to be there, and not far from it there our multi use wardrobe was present, dad invented it for us. If you asked where the bathrooms were, then they were about a kilometers from the apartment. This apartment was the shittiest place I ever resided in, heck I'd rather live on streets if it wasn't for mother's job.

Ehrm… about my dad, he was about 175 cm tall, his body was muscular due his own stupidity—he often has to stop his new inventions going berserk. He was proud with his white flattop with ocean blue stripe on each side, the front part of his shoes was holey, but it was not that huge and functioned as air circulation for his feet, or so dad had spoken. He wore a baggy forest green cargo pants, and plain black T-shirt which showed off his ripped muscles, oh yeah! And don't forget his white scientist coat. He got a bit facial hair since he loved his experiments more than himself—get what I mean? Anyhow he was bald and a stitched wound visible on his left forehead to the back of his head. He was a bit tan.

Dad was number one of the top 10 scientist in town. More famous with the name of 'The Mad Black Fields Scientist' rather than his real name, Kuroda Shinji. Although I said that he was the number one from ten, he was actually kicked out from Citiesville Scientist Union or CSU for short. Once I asked him the reason why and he said that "Those people were jealous of me then kicked me out." With proud tone and his nose got an inch longer. But if you asked my opinion—he was kicked out because he was…well...mad—hence his nick name, plus annoying, plus ill mannered. Sigh…then again I ever heard him was assigning a bio weapon project right before he was exiled from the CSU…the project then…um…yea whatever happened to it! The point is, Dad was out around that time.

I'll give you a proof why he IS annoying: One day, dad shooed many of our neighbors including the apartment's owner just because he was sick of having so tiny room for his working space. What was he working on? Seriously, you don't want to know, well to put it simple he was…inventing things… out of ordinary. Oh yeah, before the 'shooing' event, he broke our one and only electronic we had in our home—or at least I thought it was, because I found dozens of mother's gadgets sealed within walls and ceiling in our tiny room later after I joined the justice league where she worked.

=Flashback=

Here's more detail for that event: on a damn Monday morning, I woke up and was irritated by dad's 'screaming' routines. That day I determined myself not to enter the school since I had a headache—and I have simpler reason for that, I hate school. I took out the 'Gum Gun version 10' nearby then aimed it at dad. Thus peace came back to our room. I sighed then took the TV remote, pressing that red round button, while I took some of my clothes—I planned to take a bath. But-

"COMMENCING ALERT SYSTEM. INPUT THE PASS CODE."

The TV said. I was surprised and spontaneously said, "What the hell?"

"INVALID PASS CODE. ENGAGING DESTRUCTION MODE IN 5…"

'Destruction mode?' those words circled in my head for a little while. Once I realized what it meant, I rushed to the door, hands desperately reaching for its knob. Something a bit funny happened at the exact same moment. ONE, I was about to open the door. TWO, the door was opened by a neighbor who wanted to complain about the very loud noise which came from my family's room. THREE, The TV began shooting at us with its 45. Caliber.

=End Flashback=

That day, for the first time in my whole life, I regretted my decision for not going to school. That day, 2 people died, 13 people injured. That day, both I and dad were brought to…er…what the people said as Judgmental Court. Why only me and dad? Simple, mother was out of town that day. I wasn't jailed for long and sadly it goes to dad as well. Mother bailed the City Defense Department. Law can be brought easily here since the city itself was on a chaotic situation. Rebels against the government endlessly popped out everywhere. An Era of Revolution.

Back to mother, yeah, she was summoned to work in a place called The City of Fort, wherever that was. Her name was Anzhelica Smirnov actually, now her name was Angela Kuroda. I once told by her, the reason of her cool name change. ONE, dad often called her Angela when they were on dates and doing all of those lovey-dovey things which—I HONESTLY—couldn't picture any of her stories about my dad—IN FACT—I almost didn't believe any of her stories. Don't blame me! How could I picture my dad act all cool while I saw him acted so damn weird and frequently almost killing me too, since the first day I was born? Not that I remembered the first day I arrived in this damned society. Argh! You know, that was a hyperbole! Well, get back to my mother. Her second reason he changed her family name into Kuroda when they got married 12 years ago. Yes, two years before I was born. That time mother was 19 and dad was 25. They didn't actually married and all I know beside that fact, was they met in Vietnam during war, and they were enemies…committing a forbidden love? So yeah, for those reasons I've mentioned, her name now is Kuroda Angela.

About mother's job—I just found out about it recently as well. She often goes out in the morning to come back after two or three days the least. Her record was 3 years. This never nags me until I was 13. I decided to follow her.

One day, I drugged dad's coffee with sleeping pills, so that when I engaged my plan, he wouldn't mess it up. Gotta admit he looks cool when he slept like a baby.

=flashback=

Like usual she dressed up in one of her tight suit, like Spiderman had—the difference was, no mask and it was black colored and sleeveless. She wore her brown leather jacket and brown parachute army pants ended up with dark brown boots on her feet. She took her small bag then headed upstairs. I followed her—I brought some of dad's inventions with me as well—and like what I had anticipated, she was already gone by the time I reached the ground floor. So I tracked her location with dad's watch. I was glad that she didn't notice the transmitter I had put on her jacket earlier.

Then the difficult task began, first of all, I must catch her to wherever she was with her inhumane speed. I found her entering the gate to the X Area 5000 miles to Northeast from Citiesville. Yep 5000 miles, I borrowed a Ducati from a parking lot because of that. I really was borrowing it since I returned it later on, AND I SWORE it didn't broke…only some scratches visible.

10 miles from the location, I hid the borrowed Ducati, well it was more like I dug a hole then put it in before covering it with sands again. Anyhow, if I hadn't seen her coming back home with wounds, I'd probably be surprised by that time she worked in that kind of place.

The second difficulty happened here. I must slip past the guards's watch to enter the room. Luckily it was dark and I was wearing dark blue hoody and dark blue jeans, no shoes nor sandals to add my speed to follow mother. I took the advantage to hide inside an armory truck—fortune was on my side, the guards didn't check inside the shipping truck. Minutes later, the transmitter brought me inside the hangar.

Here's third difficulty, I was not bothered by the guards there, but by mother's senses which were beyond human. Following her into that place itself without cover blown wasone rare fortune. I pressed my back on the dusty plane parts, cursing myself when few metal things fell to ground creating loud noises.

*BANG*

"Ah a mouse…" Mother said out loud before returned back to her business. My body went limp for a while. She almost SHOT ME FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! "…so this is a reconnaissance mission…to Amazon we go then." Her subordinate spoke before they entered the shipping plane

Quickly I walked once they had gone. My eyes then wondered to any box with stamp of 'AMAZON' upon it, and of course still keeping watch to the other guards. Again, I cursed under my breath to see that those boxes I looked for were guarded.

So I have to make a commotion after all

I chewed The 'Boom Boom Gum' then threw it far away from the boxes. Smirk crossed my lips once those fools were distracted by that little explosion. I wasted no time to jump into one of those boxes.

To be honest, I didn't know how long I've been in the plane. When I woke up, I'm already in Amazon, and the last thing I know that my mother was 43 miles away from my place.

*BOOM*

I saw things through the box's hole. After the smokey things gone, I realized that I was on enemies' territory. Mother was captured by her subordinate on the other hand. I was a bit confused since the watch clearly told me that she was 43 miles away, but then again… it was actually her jacket.

I don't care if she knew about my presence already or not because my new objective was to rescue her.

=End Flashback=

Then, I forgot what happened. Whatever it was, I managed to save mother and bombed the whole syndicate there. Which of course, my existence was revealed to mother and The Exceptional Front Line Army-where she worked in, or maybe not working, because I know if she was serious she wouldn't be captured that time. Anyhow, normally, a person would be executed for intruding into The Area X but my punishment was to support them, working under Agent 99 codename: Underworld Soldier A.K.A Kuroda Angela.

So much for my complicated backgrounds.

The end of chapter 1.

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