Hello there! Been awhile since I've done anything here eh? Well I hope you all will find this story fun, amusing, and much more! And ofcouse I do NOT own ToA or the chars! I just own this story, and Tena! Kiira belongs to my good friend xdarksoul07x from deviantart!

(A/N Thoughs who read Code: Isis, don't worry we're STILL working on that one, we're just taking a break and are still thinking up so more ebil ideas for the plot!)

ANYWAYS! READ AWAY!

Chesedonia

'Stupid, stupid, stupid…' Tena thought to herself as she sat in a crouch on top of a building. 'Me and my big mouth!' She was now mentally kicking herself. None of this would've happen if she'd just stayed quite.

FLASHBACK

Tena couldn't help but burst out laughing at the scene before her. A silver haired teenaged girl clad in a purple halter top, shorts, and block gloves, was running. She had managed to pick pocket some red head snob of a boy right under his nose, but his brunette female companion HAD noticed. Now she was running for her life, and Tena was doubled over in laughter about it. The brunette finally caught with her, and demanded her to return what she stole. The silver haired girl frowned but did as she was told, handing over a wallet. She watched as the brunette returned the wallet to the red headed boy, who complained about this being the second time that someone had stolen his stuff, but the girl just ignored him.

By now Tena was rolling on the ground, howling in laughter "OH GOD!" She cried "MY RIBS! I CAN'T BREATH! GOD THAT WAS FUNNY!" It was then she noticed someone looking down at her. It was the silver haired girl.

"That. Was. Not. Funny." She hissed.

"Aww come now, Kiira!" Tena said as she got up, brushing some of her brown hair away from her dark brown eyes "It's not MY fault that your thievery attempt was a total FAIL!

Kiira folded her arms "Oh yeah? Think YOU could do any better?"

Tena smirked "Psh, name it, and I'll steal it!"

"Okay then…" Kiira turned, scanning the streets for a suitable challenge. That's when something or more like someone caught her eye, her lips twitching into an evil smile. "Go and steal that person's…mask." She commanded, pointing at the target.

"Ha! No problem for m—"Tena started but froze she saw who her friend was talking about. The target was a boy, around the same age as her, with spiky green hair and a strange gold mask that hid the upper half of his face. "The Tempest!?" She cried, turning to face Kiira "You want me to STEAL from a GOD-GENERAL!?"

"D'aww what's wrong?" Kiira asked with a smirk "Too hard for you?"

"Tch! No!" Tena snapped turning back around "I can do this no problem!"

END FLASHBACK

If she had just kept her mouth close she wouldn't be about to do this crazy stunt. But it was too late to turn back now. She just HAD to find a way to pull this off; there was no way she was going to admit to defeat. But how the hell was Tena going to steal that guy's mask, let alone get away with it? That's when the young thief saw him. Sync. He was running through the. streets, chasing after a group of people, and it looked like the group Kiira had attempted to pick pocket from earlier. Why was he after them? It didn't matter now, this was her chance!

Tena jumped to her feet and immediately dashed across the top of the building, jumping onto the next one. She kept her eye on the target as she jumped onto a third building now getting ahead him. Once Tena was far enough ahead, she jumped off and landed on the ground. She then raced toward the God-general, praying her plan would work. What was her plan? Simple, she would run past Sync and swap the mask off his face in the process. Not exactly her most clever plan, but it was better then nothing. Sync came into view, and Tena readied herself as she got closer. The two teens began to pass each other and Tena reached out, managing to grab a hold of the mask

'Yes!' The young thief thought, but her victory was come short when she felt his hand grasp her wrist with an iron grip.

BAM!

The force of them running in opposite directions has caused them to hit the ground.

'Shit!' Was now all she was thinking 'Shit! I'm so dead!' she looked over at the boy, the mask was still intact on his face, with her hand a hold of it. God he looked pissed. "Er… hi there!"

"……"

"Um… can you let go of my arm please?"

"Let go of my mask first." He said in a cold voice.

"Only if you let go of my arm first!" This just caused him to tighten his grip. Yup he was VERY pissed off.

"Let. Go. NOW." He growled.

"No you fir--OW! OK! OK!" Tena yelped when he tighten his grip even more, causing her to let go. He released his grip on her wrist and jumped back to his feet, continuing his chase after the group.

"That TARD!" She yelled as she sat up, holding her wrist. That God-general had bruised her wrist! Without thinking, Tena got up and ran after him. Now SHE was pissed. "GET BACK HERE YOU!" When she caught up with Sync, he was at the port, watching a ship sail away. Looked like that group of people got away. Fail.

"Looks like you failed again, Sync…" Tena blinked seeing a strange man in a chair hover over to Sync. That must've been Dist The Reaper. "Don't you worry; I'll get that longhaired, four-eyed… Hey! Wait! I wasn't finished yet!" Dist yelled as Sync started to leave. He paused, turning around.

"Just get the Fon Disk Data." He said before walking off the port.

"Ohh! This is all going in my revenge journal!" She raised an eyebrow at Dist's ranting. Talk about a weird--

"HO SHIT!" It was then she realized that Sync saw her, and he wasn't too pleased about it at all. It was in a way her fault he didn't catch those people. "Er…hi…?"

He didn't say anything at all. Not much of a talker it seemed.

"…I'll just go… yeah…" Tena said with a nervous giggle before making a break for it.

Kiira leaned against a wall of a building in boredom, her arms folded across her chest. "Heh, wonder if Tena managed to do my little challenge…?"She muttered to herself with a smirk. The look on Tena's face when face told her to steal Sync The Tempest's mask was priceless.

"OH GOD! I'M SORRY!"

Kiira blinked and looked over at the direction of the screaming. It was a girl younger then her, wearing an orange tank top, tan shorts, and gloves, running like a manic "Tena…?" She couldn't help but smirk even more when she saw that it was no other then Sync that was chasing her.

"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" She cried as she continued to run from the pissed off Sync. Kiira didn't think he would get THAT mad over Tena trying to steal his mask, but she wasn't about to ruining this amusing scene.

"Having fun, Tena?"

"Kiira!?" She exclaimed as she ran by "HELP ME! THIS IS YOUR FAULT AFTER ALL!!!"

"It's not my fault your thievery attempt was a total FAIL!" Kiira called out.

"DAMN YOU KIIRA! IF I DIE I'M HAUNTING YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!"

Kiira snickered as Tena continued to run from the God-general, begging for mercy. Revenge. Was. AWESOME! Of course She wasn't THAT evil. She'd plan to help her out of trouble… eventually.

My my Tena seems to have gotten herself in alot of trouble! And Kiira is enjoying every bit of it XD

MORE SOON TO COME! Please review!