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A/N: I haven't decided who will be picked to be the actual replacements. I just know that they will be blonde in celebration of my new hair color. Any suggestions? In response to some reviews from my other stories I will try to make my chapters longer from now on. This short one was just to get me started. ;)
Agent J hadn't been at this gig long. He wasn't the same kind of man that Agent K had been. He didn't have the same resilience.
At first, Agent J thought that once he knew about all of the strange things in the universe there would be no turning back. He knew differently now. They could make him forget. And he wanted to.
Ever since Agent K had left for his second retirement (he felt he was way too old to be chasing aliens through the streets), Agent J had gone thought no less than 12 partners. None of which stuck around for long. He was tired and wary of the feeling rising in his chest; a hollow that got bigger with each passing day. Though he knew that humanity was not alone in the universe, Agent J felt more alone than ever.
It was time to start looking for some replacements.
MIB Headquarters had whole filing cabinets full of dossiers on potential future agents. Agent J had spent a lot of time reading over those files. Now, with a handful of the best on the seat next to him, Agent J was headed out to see a few with his own eyes. His boss Zed had given him a few days to track down his replacement. Unfortunately, he also had to find a suitable partner for them as well.
Feeling more than a little depressed, Agent J looked down at the first name on his list: Buffy Summers. Agent J figured that since the girl was a slayer she'd be able to handle the added craziness of knowing that, along with demons, aliens also walked among us. Then again, he'd seen her dossier. So, maybe not.