(I'm writing a fanfiction with a few friends. My words are in blue... theirs are in red --Juniorsweet. Please leave comments or suggestions! This is a Once Upon a Time in Mexico fanfiction)

Acadya was walking out of the CIA's office with all of her files and folders neatly stacked in her arm and her right breast was pushed against the left as she walked with a confident stride. She pulled out a red marker from her jean's back pocket and stopped at the registrar's table and slammed the paperwork down on the table. Little shreds of paper fell out of the opened rims of the folder and she took the stamp abrasively out of the secretary's hand and lay the ink patten "VOID" on every individual folder. On the final file she opened her fumed magic-marker and wrote "I fucking quit!" and shoved the files in the direction of the shocked woman behind the counter. The slippery surface of the wooden desk carried the papers straight into her lap and out of each folder fell shredded documents and photos from the CIA's top ten cases that Acadya had been assigned to.

"What's your explanation for this?" the woman said standing up and brushing off her skirt as if the paper strips were some kind of venomous substance.

"Did I fail to say 'thank you'? Did you not get the flowers I delivered or the personalized note?" she said sarcastically and muttered 'bitch' ever so poignantly so the woman had no excuse to misinterpret the word.

"It's regarding Sheldon isn't it?" she said.

"I'm sorry, no one told me today was 21 questions. How fun. I really hope the other agents are more compliant to your little juvenile fun, but I really have better things to do." she said and turned sharply on the heel of her stiletto and barged through the glass doors.

Her hips swayed seductively with each step and her thighs came one in front of the other as she walked precisely and determinedly toward her car. Acadya pressed the unlock button and an alarm sounded. "Fucking hysterical" she said looking back at the building before kicking her leg up and busting the window open. She grabbed her personal belongings and put her prized gun down the line of her voluptuous cleavage until her breasts concealed the weapon entirely and she laced her hips with sheathed knives... keeping one out to slice off the legs of her jeans... leaving barely a remnant of any clothing but enough to cover her black thong, though the dewlaps of her buttocks were visible as they perfectly tied into the back of her legs.

Acadya took out her ID and left her badge laying on the remainder of the jeans halfway underneath the protected car... and she set off for the nearest bus station. She climbed up the steps onto the bus and paid her fare without hesitation and then sat down next to a mysterious looking figure, but when an old man came on behind her she was prompt to give up her seat and stand holding onto the railing. "D'you know how far this line will go?" she asked a polite enough-looking stranger.

"Outskirts..." he looked down at her bare legs. "of town I do reckon." he added and slowly looked up admiring her curvaceous physique. "Not a place for a lady to be heading."

Acadya smiled and leaned forward, her breasts nearing his eye level. "Thank you... for your knowledge... and concern" she said, her voice just naturally oozing with sexuality.

Sebastion exhaled smoke slowly through his nose and mouth as he awaited review from his final piece of academy training. He had worked hard, his hard work and total disregard for humanlife and feeling had got him far as he wasn't bound to other people's feelings that may prevent him from getting what he wanted...feeling was a bitch he held little time for it of course himself being happy was eady enough to achieve without worrying about other people...he didn't let people be close enough or along long enough to risk forming attatchments it was so much easier that way.

He was growing more and more impatient as he waited for his boss to debrief him and outline his future to him. "Looking flustered...." he said with a smirk to the receptionist as she busstled down the corridor."Is that today's paper?" he asked noting the paper she was carrying. "You don't mind if I.." he said as he took the paper from her, thus sending some of her papers toppling down. Sebastian turned looking to her in 'disgust' as she somehow got her papers together "You read the ______ paper....I would have expected something more intellectual." he said sighing setting the paper down again once more sending her papers scattering.

"Damn you Valmount" she cursed to which he just smirked and sat down pulling out his own copy of the paper she'd been carrying.

The secretary crouched down and scrambled all of the papers together as the boss came strutting by. "I told you we had the termite problem investigated." he said, giving her buttocks a graze from his shiny black boot.

"Sirrr..." she failed to cut off the title briskly as her body tingled from between her legs straight up to the nape of her neck. "It's about Acadya..." the secretary paused.

"Mhm.. now what would that be you're speaking of?" he said looking down and seeing that the files were of the CIA's most wanted. "Ah, girl always did know how to use a paper shredder." he smirked and looked over at Sebastian. "And you're still sitting- why?" he said looking out the window and seeing what looked like an entire pair of pants laying on the ground. "Change of plans... looks like it's your lucky day" he winked to Sebastian and slid the files out from under the young agent's fingers. "And I don't reckon you'll be needing that..." he said flipping it swiftly and securely putting it between his underarm and side. "But maybe this..." he said sliding a cashier's cheque worth $50,000 to Sebastian.