The Blue Eyed Girl

This is a Lesbian romance story. A group is trying to shut down another organization called the CEO (Crime Expulsion Organization) for experimenting on humans and other awful things. The story focuses on the team Bloody Britain, comprised of two women, code names Red and London. They both work against the CEO, trying to shut it down. In this story there will be friendship, comebacks, and love.


1. Bloody Britain

"Catch him!" the specialists yelled, chasing after the running criminal.

It was dark and the men from the Crime Expulsion Organization were in a bad part of town. The crumbling buildings had cracks, no plumbing or air-conditioning and a lot of criminals. The men were panting, unable to catch up to the swift convict. The lawbreaker was wearing all black, a dark mask covering her face. The only uncovered part of their face was their crystal blue eyes. They had a navy blue backpack on their back, stuffed to the brim with something. They ran through alleyways, jumped over fences, sprinted through abandoned buildings. It was obvious this person knew their way around the neighborhood. After a short while, they had lost them, and they slowed, wiping the sweat off their forehead and walking along the dark streets. Arriving at a particular building, they ducked into the alley next to it. Stopping at a steel door, they knocked twice, then three times, then twice more. Someone from the other side spoke in a low voice.

"Is the weather good or bad?"

"It's cloudy and clear, rainy and sunny," they recited, confirming they weren't an enemy.

Apparently pleased with the answer, the door was opened by a burly man with several tattoos on his arms.

"Good to see ya," the man smiled a goofy grin.

Axle was a mushy goofball. Even though his personality didn't quite match the impression his size gave off, everyone loved him. Waving them on, he closed the door, continuing to wait for anyone to come knocking.

As they walked, they took off their mask and hoodie, revealing them to be a girl, despite what the policemen had thought. The woman's hoodie was big for her, so her figure didn't show like it would in something tighter. Without the mask and black hoodie, she had on a blood red leather jacket and a black tank that said "First Immortality, Then the Bitches" in silver lettering. Her hair was blonde with red highlights, and around her neck was a silver chain, hanging from it a silver diamond ring. It was her dead brother's, and she treasured it. She was wearing black flats, and her black pants cut off at the upper thigh on her right leg, for a metal brace covered most of it.

Underneath the metal, you could see white flesh and what looked to be a rash. Unfortunately, it was much worse than that. She had been born with a leg deficiency, and the more she used it the worse it had gotten. Eventually, she stopped being able to walk on it, and her boss had to get a brace for her. Red had to take medicine very often because she got severe leg pains.

Walking through the rooms, she received a lot of high fives from the others. She finally arrived at the Boss's office. Walking in, she dropped the backpack on his desk.

Case looked up from the files he had been poring over. "Did you get it?"

"Yep. A bunch of the new high tech shit the CEO has been collecting and making is ours,"

"Good job, Red. Now, I have a new assignment for you,"

"Already?" Red whined.

"Yes, already. We've just received new equipment, along with a new recruit,"

She groaned. "You're making me show around a rookie?"

"No, not at all. This woman is already trained. I want you to be her partner,"

She raised an eyebrow. "Why would I need a partner? I'm fine on your own,"

"No, you're not. Your leg has been getting worse every day, don't think I haven't noticed. It's going to start affecting field work soon and you know it,"

Red looked at the metal brace. "Alright, fine. So when's this woman getting here?"

"She should be here in a few hours," he said, turning his attention back to the files.

"Alright, then, boss. I'll see you later,"

Case appeared not to have heard her. Red rolled her eyes before leaving the office. Walking to the kitchen, she started making a cup of coffee when Red's best friend, Jean walked in.

"Hey," he said, opening the fridge.

"Hey. Guess what boss did?"

"What did he do?" Red was looking for ice cream.

"There's a new recruit coming and apparently he paired me with them,"

"That's gonna suck,"

"Almost as much as you on weekends," she teased.

"I'll have you know I'm a manly heterosexual man," Red turned towards her, putting his hands on his hips.

"Could have fooled me," Red mumbled. "Oh, and I ate the ice cream, if that's what you're looking for,"

"You bitch! That was mine!"

"I thought I'd protect your reputation as a 'manly heterosexual man' by not letting everyone see your fruity bubblegum flavored ice cream,"

"It's not fruity!"

"It had sprinkles and marshmallows in it, Red. The fucking sugar plum fairy eats ice cream manlier than you. I mean, there's nothing wrong with being gay. The only thing that's wrong is that you're still in denial. Get out of the goddamn closet and be my gay friend already,"

"I told you, I'm not gay,"

"Totally gay," she whispered.

"No I'm not!" He said.


Just then, Axle walked by. Red saw Jean looking at him. "Okay, that's it. I know you're gay and I know you have the hots for Axle. You were just checking him out, don't deny it,"

He bit his lip. "Okay, fine. I guess I'm bisexual,"

"Either that or full on fruity,"

"Stop calling it fruity," he whined.

"You'll be like a kiwi,"


"I'm gonna start calling you Kiwi,"

"Don't do that,"

"Okay, Kiwi,"

"Goddamn it!"

"Kiwi" marched off, leaving Red to laugh. A few moments later she heard the ding of the coffeemaker, so she poured her coffee into a mug and she drank her black coffee. After she finished, Axle walked into the kitchen with a woman she had never met before with him.

"This is your new partner, Red. I'll leave you to it," he said, leaving the room.

The woman was about five feet and five inches tall, almost half a foot taller than Red. She had on a purple sleeveless shirt that had the words "I'm late for a very important date" scrawled on with the White Rabbit drawn underneath and some navy blue jeans. Old, holey sneakers were on her feet with blue socks sticking out, showing a silhouette of an animal on the socks. A silver and broken antique watch completed the look.

"Hi. I'm Red," she stuck out her hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm London," London shook Red's outstretched hand.

"Same here. So, how about I show you around?"

"That would be great,"

Red took her to the kitchen, the mess hall, the training area and then Case's office.

"This is the newbie, Case," she said, walking into the room with London.

"It's nice to meet you, boss. I'm London,"

"Yes. So, seeing as you're a team now, you'll need a code name," he said.

"A code name?" London asked.

"Yeah. I mean, London isn't your real name, neither is Case, Red nor Axle. We all have code names and the teams have a team code name. Basically, the boss loves code names,"

"Hmm. Let's see, Red and London. How about... Color City?" Case suggested.

"But he's awful at coming up with them, apparently," London said.

"Yeah. Case, how about Bloody Britain?" Red suggested.

"Bloody Britain. I like it. From now on you'll be Bloody Britain,"

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