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Disclaimer: I knew nothing about copyright back then, I just loved the team. No profit was gained from this or any other A-Team story wrote, only satisfaction.
Comments: If you want, but go easy - I was only young.
The A-Team van was speeding down a Los Angeles road when a young girl of about 14 ran across the road. BA angrily got out and gave her a fierce look.
"What the hell do you think your doin' ...." He cut himself off as the barrel of a gun was placed against his back.
BA put his hands in the air and slowly turned round to face a small black boy with a mowhawk hair-do, and weighed down with jewelry from rings to heavy-stud neck bands.
BA smiled at the boy and held out his hand for the gun. The boy held his face in the same stern position and fired the gun directly above BA's head. Then the boy hollered "Go on, get out of here, Face"
Hannibal, Murdock and Face had got out of the van and were now looking at the girl on the ground. "Go on!" The boy hollered again, keeping his keen gaze on Hannibal and BA.
The girl got up, shook herself down, when another girl waving a TCH 8 around, came into the fray. This new girl grabbed the other, and shoved her away.
The new girl now moved over to Hannibal and looked keenly at him, her eyes focused. "BA, get out of here"
The black boy moved curtly away and returned with two bikes a second later.
The two saddled the bikes, still watching The A-Team before riding off.
Hannibal looked confused at the others, and Face shook his head.
Then, from out of the blue another boy came around the corner on some in-line roller blades. There was a dogs lead in his hand and he looked confused at Hannibal before saying in a charming voice "Excuse me, y'all see my dog, Billy, man?".
Hannibal walked over to the boy and said "What's your name, kid?"
Hannibal whistled to himself. "Murdock, hey?"
The kid had stopped skating and was looking at Hannibal in a very strange way. Hannibal ignored this until the boy blurted out "Yer all remind meself of Hannibal, ya" in an Irish accent.
Even Murdock was befuddled by this.
Then, from around the corner, the black boy returned on his bike. "Come here, sucker!"
The first boy turned around to see the black boy advancing on him. Then the black boy lifted the other boy in the air.
"You comin'?" He asked, quietly threatening.
By now, Hannibal had figured the kids out. "Excuse me" he said politely, "I am looking for The A-Team." Suddenly both of the lads were on their guard.
"Oh, yeah?" The black boy grinned. "Who wants them?"
Hannibal grinned and said "John Smith, me"
The black boy shook hands with Hannibal and said "Your best bet to hire The Team is to run by a Mister Lee down at the local laundry"
Hannibal smiled, said thanks and The A-Team walked down to the launderette. Hannibal read the sign on the door. ‘Lee's Laundry'.
The Team stepped inside to face an old woman.
"Hello" She croaked.
Hannibal smiled and said "Hello, ‘Hannibal'"
The old woman looked up.
"Excuse me, but that's your name, isn't it?"
The woman said "Nope. Name's Lee. Martha Lee. Been runnin' this business 40 years."
Hannibal smiled and walked toward her. Putting his arms around the thin waist he pulled off the wig and false eyelashes. She did nothing, but pulled out a Uzi 49.
"OK, you found me out." She said, pushing the rifle against his midriff. She forced him against the wall.
Suddenly, a blast of gunfire sent her and The A-Team behind cabinets. "This is Colonel Decker of the US Army" A voice droned.
"I will give you thirty seconds, Hannibal Smith" The voice began again.
The girl grinned at Hannibal and said "They always seem to slip up, don't they?"
Decker, unaware that Hannibal, The A-Team and the girl had slipped outside the back door.
The girl started walking down the road, Hannibal passed and said "Will we see you again?"
She stopped walking and turned round, smiling. "I'm sure, John ‘Hannibal' Smith ..."
She walked off into the distance.
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