The Few

The Boss

The elevator was almost silent, it was clear the Lance and Red knew that something was wrong with Blue but he would keep his gaze away from each of theirs. The twins and Rue were also silent, meeting the Boss was an overwhelming thought, who knew what they were like and what they would say. Blue's phone beeped on the way up towards the top floor. He took the phone from his pocket and answered it. "Boss?" He said simply. He didn't reply he just remained silent and after a few moments he heavily sighed. "Will do Boss, thanks for letting us know."

"Anything interesting?" Lance asked.

"He has the two people waiting to talk to Jet and Rue." Blue said sighing heavily. "Queen and French will be there."

"Queen?" Red replied harshly. Blue just laughed, "He has asked Queen to come? Why her?" She leaned her back against the elevator, "Just because of her art background."

"I think that's exactly why she is coming. He needs someone to 'take the call' on Jet." Blue answered her not looking.

"Take the call?" Jet asked.

"When you are brought in, you're assessed by someone within your specialism who is high up within the specialism. They decide your level and where you will work within the specialism. When that is all chosen its called 'taking the call' so Queen is coming to asses Jet and French for Rue." Blue answered with a small smile.

"And what about me?" Abi said.

"Someone high up in tech." Red said, "Did he say who?" He just looked back at her and tutted. "I know that but which one is 'taking the call' on Abi?"

"You."  He said chuckling. "You know because even though you specialize in keeping people out, I took the last one so its your this time." As if on queue Lance's phone beeped.

"Boss?" He said answering the phone. "Yes Boss." He replied, "absolutely Boss." He carried on. "I'll let Blue know he will be ecstatic." He paused then laughed. "I will make sure of that Sir don't worry about that." He laughed again. "Speak soon Boss." He hung the phone up and slipped it back in his pocket. "For f**k sake!" 

"What's up Lance?" Blue said smirking. 

"Governor brought in a kid last night who will probably be in my group so, I am going to have to take the call." He said, "so its only you who will get to walk out of that room clean Blue." Blue smirked. "Boss, said don't let yourself get a big head about it, you will have to run the tech's while Red is assessing Abi." 

"Oh how will I manage?" Blue said sarcastically. The elevator pinged as it slid open. There was a long corridor with three doors coming off to each side, there was four chairs at the furthest end of the corridor. Sat in one of the chairs there was a red haired boy, very muscular and tall, very tall in fact, walking out the elevator and seeing the young man Rue slipped out an audible.

"Wow." He was attractive, clearly had been a football player in school. His hair was pushed back and he has deep brown eyes that were shining out over his red eye lashes. He stood when he saw them walk in, in a state of almost panic. 

"Is Governor in there?" Lance asked the young man he simply nodded, "Red we need to go in." He said heading towards the door. Before he went in her turned and looked at Rue, " respectful, honest and be yourself. If you remember that you'll be fine. He is a lot more threatening looking than he really is, but don't let that fool you. He is the Boss for a reason." He turned around and knocked on the door. A thick American ascent came from behind the door.

"Yes?" 

"It's Lance and Red. Blue is out here with the three we brought up."

"The two of you come in." The man yelled from behind the door. "You can come in soon Blue." Blue nodded and stood next to the farthest chair. "Get the recruits to sit, we will be with them shortly." Lance opened the door and him and Red walked in and shut the door behind them. 

"Hey?" The red haired boy said looking at Jet, "Max." He held out his hand. 

"Jet." He said taking his hand and shaking it, "This is my sister, Abi," he introduced him to her. She smiled slightly.

"Hello." He said flirtatiously. Jet laughed.

"Dude, don't even try." Jet said smirking. "She's on the same team as us." He looked confused.

"I'm gay." Abi said smirking. 

" Oh, cool, cool." He replied. "And you are?" He turned his attention to Rue.

"Rue," she replied almost bashfully. 

"Nice to meet you all." The door swung open, Lance came to the door.

"You four can come in." He said holding the door open, "Blue you too." He smirked.

"Thanks Lance." He said rolling his eyes. The five walked into the large room that was darkened.

The room was larger than any of the kids were expecting. There were four chairs sat out in front of a large wooden desk. Stood behind the desk, two each side were two men and two women, one of each were known the them. Red and Lance. on the other side were two unknown people. One female and one male. There was a tall woman covered in tattoo's, she had them on her face and down her neck. Her hands were covered as were her fingers. She had long brown hair with a slight curl to it, there was also a white curl down the front of her hair. She was heavily made up and stood making searing eye contact with them all as they walked in. She was wearing leather look pants and a very flowing black chiffon long shirt. She had high peep toe black shoes. She was covered in rings all over her hands and she had a string of many different necklaces around her neck. Next to her was a shortish man with a shaven head. He had almost red brown eyes with a thin pair of glasses on his nose, he was dark skinned and no tattoo's but his wings on his neck. He wore a purple suite that matched down to his matching shoes. But behind the desk was another man. He was a much older man than the others in the room. He had long black hair with a heavy fringe.He had stormy grey eyes with a thick black line of eyeliner under his eyes with almost a tear mark down his cheeks. He was dressed head to toe in black with leather gloves that didn't cover his whole hands. He had perfectly white straight teeth and much like the lady next to him he was dripping with chains. He sat there hands crossed looking at them. "Good afternoon." He said with a smile. "I am who they call the Boss." He said opening one of four folders on the desk in front of him. "Jet Moss." He said glancing down and back up looking directly at Jet. "Specialty of art and propaganda?" He said.

"Yes Sir," he replied clearing his throat. "I am a tagger."

"Ah, a tagger." He said passing the folder to the brown haired heavily tattooed woman. "I have to say, we have had our First-Director or Art and Propaganda Queen over here has looked through your work in great detail."

"I don't understand," Jet said.

"Thirteen pieces of Art over the last 2 years that she has connected the art style to you." He took the folder from her and passed it to him. "These are all  yours correct?" He looked through. 

"I have done twenty over the last three so... yeah these are all mine." He replied looking through the photographs of his art on different buildings throughout the city. 

"We must have missed some perhaps." He said gesturing for the file and handed it back to her. "This is your work and she has looked over it." She closed the file. "You are First Director, Queen and you do deal mainly with the tattoo side of art within the Few, but you have a lot of fingers all over the Prop's side of our art scene. So Queen will you start his assessment process tomorrow?" She nodded. "Fantastic. So, tomorrow 8am you will be brought to her office and she will go over the first stage of your assessment. Is that acceptable Mr Moss?"

"That sounds great," Jet replied happily. 

"Perfect. So Queen...do you take the call?" The Boss said turning his chair to look at her in the eye.

"Yes I will take the call." She said shaking his hand.

"Fantastic, Queen you know what to do." She nodded and walked out of the room but before she stopped behind Jet's chair.

"I hope you bring your best tomorrow Mr Moss," She said coldly. "I will be pushing you to the edge of your artistic ability and you better be good enough to keep up." She said walking out shutting the door with a light click. He smirked and opened the next folder. 

"Miss Miller." He replied glancing down at her folder.

"That's me sir." Rue said with an almost hesitant tone in her voice. 

"Communications?" He replied looking to the man in purple next to him. "This is French he is the First- President of Communication. He specializes in social media and radio communication which from what I have read on your file is exactly where your talents lie Miss Miller am I correct?"

"Yes you are sir." She said smiling. 

"So France will you start her assessment process tomorrow?" He nodded once with a kind looking smile. "Perfect, same time 8am?" He nodded again. "So Miss Miller you will be taken to his office and will go through the first stages of your assessment tomorrow. Is that acceptable Miss Miller?"

"Yes sir, thank you." She replied. He handed her the folder.

"We have tapes of you over the past 6 months, France was impressed, we both were." The boss said. "I am sure that under France's tutorship you will be very well fitted to being within the Few." The boss said gesturing for the file and handing it to France. "France...Will you take the call?"

"Absolutely Boss. I would be more than happy to do so." He said with a nod. "I know just where to start."

"Don't let us keep you waiting." The Boss said gesturing towards the door. He didn't say anything more just left through the door quietly. The Boss then turned his attention to another file and glanced down to the folder. "Mr Russell?" He said looking up to Max. "You were football captain in high school, black belt in karate am I correct?"  Max nervously lent forward.

"Yes sir that would be me." 

"Looking over your file you are very well respected athlete. I can see you doing very well under Lance's coaching. First- Grade Footman Lance, what do you think," he handed Lance the file and he skimmed through it.

"Impressive." He replied. "I think I can do some good things with anyone with this kind of background. Your father is a cop? I am sure it was hard being a non-conformist with a cop for a dad." Lance replied.

"Not easy Sir." 

"Don't call me that unless I ask you too," Lance replied sticking his hand out getting him to stop talking. 

"Will you start his training tomorrow?" The Boss asked.

"Tonight if you don't mind? I have some low levels of a punishment run so we can see how he manages on a 10 mile run."

"Fine by me. Mr Russell? Does that sound fine to you?"

"Yes Boss." He replied gulping heavily. 

"Perfect... Lance? Will you take the call?"

"Oh f**k yeah I do." Lance said taking the file as he walked out the room. "Get ready dude! It's going to be fun." He took off out of the room quickly and the door slammed loudly. 

"Always a pleasure Lance." The Boss said smirking opening the last file. "And then there was one." He replied glancing down. "Miss Moss." He asked looking at Abi directly. "You and Mr Moss are twins I hear? Which one of you is older?"

"I am sir." Jet replied. "6 minuets." 

"I have two girls, twins much like you two, not identical but they look very alike. One of them works down here the other...well...shes a conformist. You are a tech wizard Miss Moss?"

"I am sir." Abi said smiling kindly. "Hacking."

"You have already had run in's with Red." The Boss said, "but before we continue... Miss Moss almost got her way through your system last night Red, keeping people out is your specialty. Care to explain what happened?"

"She was no where near getting into my system last night. She was knocking on the back door, and the moment we got a sniff that someone was even looking at the blind zone we were there," Red replied. "It would have taken her weeks to get through the program and by that time me and my team would have kicked her out or re-routed it by then."

"Mr Schulz, in your professional opinion, is this accurate?" The Boss asked.

"Honestly a 17 year old child with a conformist set up on their own would not be able to get through that system. In my opinion the only people who could is us." Blue said firmly. "And yes she is my partner and I am bias but our security is important. Besides, she just found the blind zone, not into the program itself." 

"I believe you Blue." He replied standing up. "Red, I know you are good at what you do and I just want you to make sure that you and your team go over everything before I send another mission out tomorrow night."

"I can do that." Red said, he placed his hand on her shoulder. "You know you are like my third daughter, you've been here for a long time kid. I trust you wouldn't do this intentionally. Just watch your program Red."

"I will do, that program is like my baby sir, no one is taking it down." He smirked. 

"Do you think you can start her assessment tomorrow morning?" The Boss asked.

"Defiantly Boss." 

"8am?" She just nodded. He passed her the file and she looked over it. "I would look into her online past. If anyone could find her you will."

"Tag?" Red asked.

"I'm sorry?" Abi asked.

"What's your hacker tag?" She asked pulling a pen out. "If I am going to look into this I need your tag."

"Solo," Abi replied. "My hacker tag is Solo." She replied. 

"Got it. I take the call Boss." Red said writing the tag on the file. "Who is their escort to our offices tomorrow?"

"That would be Blue." The Boss said smirking. "You will get the Mr Russell at 9pm tonight and take him up to Lance's office. Then tomorrow morning at 6:30am you will take the other three down for breakfast and then each will be taken to each of the offices." 

"Thanks Boss. That's me not sleeping in."

"I'm sorry was you lunch time wake-up call today not enough Blue?" He said jokingly.

"Fair enough sir." He replied. 

"Red, you are excused." She nodded and walked out the door. "Blue, take them to get their prints updated onto our system and then take them to the rec room for the new members then you can go to your own work. Mr Russell be ready for tonight."

"I will sir." Max replied smiling. 

"Dismissed." The Boss said to the five of them. "Thank you Blue." Blue's phone pigged. "She has already found your tag Abi..." He said reading though the text. "You need to cover your tracks better if you're knocking on the door of government systems."

"What do you mean?" The Boss said.

"FBI, Abi....Really?"