Tricksters [GamTav FANFIC]

Chapter One

The endless tapping of a black pen seemed to soothe the stress that was currently placed upon the new attorney that only recently finaled his Career training. The old-crestened lights that lit up the dam room fluttered with ease, giving off a tendentious scenery.

There sat a man, a fresh out of college employee that finshed The Florida Department of Law Enforcement Academy with succesfull flying colors. He had undoubtfully impressed all his professors, and with that, came benefits. The nearby police staton in the town of Jacksonville welcomed the young soul with open arms, beginning to start his training almost immediately.

In the eyes of the narrator, the training had gone fairly well, landing him the job as a offical police officer. With his newly claimed title he was tasked a mission, a mission that was fair too advanced, even for his well-developed mind.

The boy skimmed through the files, making sure to absorb every possible detail that could be labeled as important later on. His facial features seemed to give off a debatable expression, questioning the plot revolving around the whole mysterious case.

The Young man's name is Tavros Nitram, and Boy is he in some deep water in his current situation.

YOU ARE NOW TAVROS NITRAM

Your Name is TAVROS NITRAM, and right now, you might as well be trying to make french fries with carrots, because your recently tasked mission is EXTREMELY ADVANCED, even for someone like YOU.

You look through the files with great caution, trying to make sense of the little information the company gifted you.

"This is all..?" you muffled with a curious tone, your eyes lingering back up to the physical figure in front of you.

"Im afraid it is Mr. Nitram" The usually pleasant girl in front of you replied in sorrow, staring back into your dark chocolate brown eyes with her emerald ones.

"I really wish we knew more to help you with this case, i really do, but this is all the computers are aware of!" She rambled on, Her hands following along with her story.

Jade Harley was truly a pleasure to be around with, and it was hard to be mad at her no matter what she did.

But this unfilled case wasnt her fault in the slightest bit, so you couldnt blame her even if you tried. There presently was no evidence of the green eyed secretary  hiding serects behind you. And if you didnt find those reasons enough, she wouldnt have reasons to hide serects from the company anyways, afterall, you DID state that she was a delight to be around, and girls like that just dont do that sort of thing.

"I know, i dont blame you." You sighed, a slight smile of reassurance slowly taking of your face, "I just wish they wouldnt expect me to solve such a unknown crime in such an ungodly amount of time, like, how am i suspose to even do that? It seems a bit unfair to me."

Jade's frown grew wider as she acknowledged the tone in your voice, "i know, but all the company and i can do is wish you the best of luck"

Your eye's slightly widen in agreement to Jade's words, your lips only seeming to curve upwards the longer you stare at the lovely lady.

"Thanks Jade..." You reponsed, looking back at the scattered papers in front of you, waiting for Ms Harley to leave.

As soon as the fair maiden left, you got back to work, your eyes carefully scanning the annoyingly mess of papers in front of you.

Your brown orbs went left to right in a milisecond as they read the few papers you had front to back, trying to decide your next move.

As thoughts grew into daydreams and daydreams grew int memories, your hopes degrading into the thought that you would AT LEAST find a paper that contained the list of people you were to catch by some miracle.

You could pray all you want, but the information in front of you was all that theres was, no more, no less. Or at least, thats what you thought, intill Jade once again burst into your cubicle.

"Tavros! I mean- Uh- Mr Nitram" She shyly corrected herself, walking over to you in a rushed pace, "I managed to find some of the names of the people you're suppose to capture."

Your facial expression went from bored insomniac to hyped 5 year old going to disney for the first time in 0.5 seconds.

"Really?? Let me see! that is, if, uh, you dont mind.." You urged with open arms, trying your best to contain your modesty.

Ms Harley simply smiled as she lid the fresh folder into your desk, looking down at you from her current position with eager eyes.

"Thanks Jade! This, uh, REALLY helps me" you uttered out, cursing your stuttering problem as you did.

Jade giggled slightly, obviously proud that she was able to help, "Just doing my job!"

As the secretary twirled around and walked away, you couldn't help but stare at her the whole time as she did, admiring the passion she obtained to help others.

Once Jade left the current area you started flipping through the freshly-printed paperwork. Your thumb brushing against the nicely scented papers as you did so, filling you with a new desire to continue this task with a bit of more excitement.

The first page seemed to read of english words and mug-shots, the identities of the criminals you were to stop being revealed.

Your orbs quickly averted to the pictures, their names in bright, bold letters...

TEREZI PYROPE

KARKAT VANTAS

VRISKA SERKET

???

DAVE STRIDER

ERIDAN AMPORA

NEPETA LEIJON

EQUIUS ZAHHAK

GAMZEE MAKARA

Your defined, left eyebrow slightly arched upwards are you read, '???', wondering if the computer had corrupted the user's file, but, to be honest, you didn't  wish to go back to Jade and bother her anymore then you already have. That was enough meddling around for one day, even For a girl such as Jade Harley.

Your hands gradually gave into the need to enable contact with you face, rubbing the temples of your small nose very so gently, careful not to leave a red mark after the deed was done.

You continued to trustfully examine the names, making sure to memorize their faces and determine their threat rate.

Your attention span soon leaked from all to one as you spotted the bold letters of 'Gamzee Makara' spread along the lines of the neatly organized paper.

Your tapping fingers soon ceased to nothing the longer you stared at the given picture above the criminal's name, his mere manifestation sending shivers down your spine.

His hair was a rugged mess of black locks, his hair strands going into every which direction, the young male not seeming to care about his outer appearance. His face suggested that he had been knocked out cold a few times by smoking too many illegal herbs, the scratches that lid along the surface of his pale representation only making the appeal worse.

You cocked your head to the side a bit as you studied the printed image, laying down the fact that the man seemed no older then you were.

There were no further details to the rigid-looking foe, other than his name and a blurred picture that laid right above it.

You sighed as your hands dug deeper into the crest of your face, definitely reassuring that marks of red would be lined up against your face once you finally decided to remove your palms from your lineaments.

Today was going to be a long day...