Assassins Glory

It is the year 2078 global economy collapsed causing individual countries governments to fall apart. With the loss of government the crime rate rises at an alarming rate as the world crumbles into sever economic depression. Desperate for security, the few remaining governments of the worlds leading countries decide the band together to tackle the crisis. They became the Global Government (G.G), more powerful than the U.N they began to clean up the mess left by the economic crisis, however it is not a job they can fully complete. Gangs and Underground organizations feed on the growing disparity by creating more. They prevent the G.G from bringing the world to proper order back from the chaos they were spiralling into. Unable to compete with the growing power of Organized Crime syndicates the G.G turn to more unconventional tactics. Such techniques are kept under the radar, on strictly need to know basis. One such is the tactic of quietly taking out their opponents through silent measures which were coded C.K. Contact Killers.

Chapter one: Glory to the highest bidder.

The sun had set long ago casting the ruins of the West End into sharp relief against the neon orange sky. No one was walking down the abandoned streets anymore, laughing their cares away. They hadn't in a long time. A great shadow was cast by the chain link fence that separated the West End from the rest of the thriving city. A black scar on a perfect white snow apple. One that most people in Capital city preferred to ignore. But it suited its current inhabitant's just fine.

In one of the better apartment buildings in the West End, in the least damaged condo, sheer blinds covered the windows preventing the remaining sunlight from leaking too much into the decently furnished condo. In one such room on a futon mattress, a young woman slept. Her arm thrown over her eyes as she slept on her back, spread eagled with a sheet covering her. Beside her, her mobile phone began to vibrate, its screen flashing blue as it showed the I.D of the caller. Groaning the woman turned over and tried to ignore the incessant buzzing but to no avail. Finally giving up she flung the sheet off her and grabbed the phone, her pink hair in disarray and green eyes venoms. Pressing the button she placed it to her ear.

"What?" she demanded, not liking having her sleep interrupted.

"Yeah, yeah. Uh-huh. That it? You serious? Now?" the pinkette glances at the digital clock that glowed neon green number at her, than out the window. "C'mon it's just the break of dusk. What if someone sees us? …well fuck we might as well. Yeah. Yeah. See ya." She hung and sighed, dropping her phone on the ground to join the sea of clothing she swung her legs off the futon and sat there for a few moments her head bowed as she tried to straighten her thoughts.

"Oooh kay," she stood and stretched, dressing nothing but a bra and panties, she left her (nice, cozy, wonderful) room and strode down the hall to bang on another door.

"Ten wake up!" she called through the wood. She heard a grunt on the other side signifying that her friend and partner were still alive and kicking. "C'mon get your butt out of bed. We got a job order." She heard a drawn out groan and smirked, she was awake now.

"Yeah I'll be there in five Sakura." Came the muffled voice of her friend. Sakura nodded then walked back to her room and scanned the floor looking for something clean to wear.

"I should clean this up some day," Sakura muttered to herself as she began picking through the articles until she found an outfit that was decent enough for wear. Putting on a black tank top with a racer back and dark wash jeans, she then brushed her hair from the frizzled mop of bed head she currently had to the shiny head of silk she aspired to have. Only shoulder length it wasn't too hard to manage. Grabbing a short sleeve, short cut jacket as she left Sakura heard Tenten cursing as she stumbled around her own room.

"I'll just get breakfast ready then…" She said to herself walking down the white-carpeted hall towards the main living area. Computer screens lined the far wall; stolen from a government building they had access to all the databases used by the G.G. Sakura walked to a console and typed in the file number she had been sent via phone. Clicking enter she saw the little hourglass icon pop up indicating the location of the meet was loading. Grumbling about how technology should be better and how the internet sucked Sakura made her way to the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. Tenten was murderous without her morning cup and Sakura didn't want to be on the receiving end of one of those punches.

"Wassup?" Tenten walked into the room stretching her arms above her head and yawned. She too was dressed in dark clothing. But for her it was more…leather. Leather pants, leather jacket, leather choker, at least she wore a green cotton t-shirt under the jacket.

"Job request," Sakura told her mixing in cream and sugar into her coffee and handed another mug to Tenten who took hers straight black. "Don't know who yet, just added the PIN into the computers to see where we go."

"Think we got it?" Tenten asked taking a sip and sighed relieved. Sakura rolled her eyes.

"We wouldn't have gotten the ring if we didn't." she replied.

"It's a big job," said Tenten, "and we only know that by the reward they had posted. Other than that we or anybody knows squat."

"True," Sakura agreed, "Not to mention the 'Bonus' they had added recently when there were no takers. Bigger the deal, the more dangerous the job of course they had to sweeten it."

"And still we know nuthin' about what it is." Tenten finished drinking heavily from her mug just as the computer beeped, signalling it was finished.

Sakura grinned, "Now we'll find out won't we?" she said and placed down her finished cup and walked back over to the computers. Again she began typing and a screen popped up scrolling down quickly with useless information. Sakura kept typing as she quickly scanned the info coming her way. And last she slammed down on the enter key.

"Boom!" she said,"And we got us selves a winner!"

"Who is it?" Tenten asked coming over to look over Sakuras shoulder. Sakura gaped.

"You are not going to believe this…" she said, her eyes locked on the meeting place. Tenten read the info and nearly dropped her coffee.

"Say WHAT?"

X~X~X

"This is insane absolutely insane." Tenten muttered as the pair walked through the deserted streets towards the chain link fence that separated their piece of heaven from the rest of the world. Sakura had a jump in her step and grinned.

"Of course it is," she told her friend, "That's what makes it interesting!" Tenten stared at the girl with an incredulous expression.

"You do know we can get arrested right?" she said, "For all we know this could be a trap." Sakura stuck out her tongue and wagged her finger in Tentens face.
"Could be, but the rewards are worth risk don't ya think?" she asked, Tenten rolled her eyes.

"What ever," she said, "First we just have to actually get into the city without getting noticed first." The fence circled the city and was twelve feet high with security cameras spaced periodically along the perimeter.

"I never understood why they try so hard," Sakura murmured to herself looking up at the cameras. Tenten shrugged and began looking around for the bush that hid the hole they had cut into the fence for instances just like this.

"Who knows," Tenten spied the bush and pushed it aside revealing the hole, "Maybe they're just paranoid." She began to remove the loose dirt at the base of the hole to make it big enough for the pair to get through.

Sakura snorted, "Man politicians are wackjobs."

"And that's why we live outside their control zone right?" Tenten smiled as she crawled and wiggled under the fence, twisting her body so to not get her clothes caught on the sharp spikes of the fence, designed to prevent this sort of activity. Finally through she straightened up and brushed the dirt from her clothing, "To be free of their control."

"And to not get arrested," Sakura added as she slipped through the hole, being smaller and thinner then Tenten, it was easier for her.

"True," Tenten agreed as Sakura joined her. Walking away from the fence they made sure to be n the cameras blind spots just as they had approaching the fence from the West End.

"You think they're still there?" Sakura asked.

"No one comes this way Sak." Tenten said moving into a patch of trees and yanking a camouflaged blanket off two motorcycles, "They think its radio active remember. Or cursed."

"Riiiiiight, cursed." Sakura rolled her eyes as she straddled her red and black bike and put on her helmet. They seemed to be doing that a lot today.

Racing off the pair reached the city in a few minutes with time to spare before they had too meet their unbelievable client.

"I can't believe they contacted us." Tenten said as they sat at a café on a busy sidewalk across the street from the building where their client worked. Sakura took a bite of her sandwich and shrugged.

"It just goes to show how much are rep has grown." Sakura said turning to watch her friend and partner as she too ate a sandwich.

"But to work for the G.G?" Tenten shook her head, "That just blows me away."

"Even the biggest governments have secrets, "Sakura muttered. Tenten heard and nodded.

"Yeah," she replied, "and that's why we exist." Sakura stood and placed a couple bills on the table to cover their expenses.

"Come on," She said, "we may be early, but let's let them know that this team, works by our own rules. Not theirs." Tenten grinned and stood, straightening her hidden knives in her belt as she did.

X~X~X

Inside the building was no more impressive than the outside in Sakuras opinion. She looked around and up noting all the security cameras and the locations of guards out of habit. Tenten stretched her neck to the side and cricked it.

"Which floor?" she asked.

"Fifteenth." Sakura replied. Tenten looked around and noted the black business suits worn by the office workers and the tweed skirts worn by the secretaries.

"We stick out like a sore thumb," Tenten muttered, "let's get moving. I want to get this over with." Sakura nodded in agreement. The crossed the tiled floor, weaving their way through the crowd easily, smoothly avoiding the security guards and cameras. They had to be; their profession dictated that must in order to be as good as they were. Slipping past the security checks they made their way pass the elevators where they could be easily caught, and towards the stairway. It was a long way up but they were fit and the long tiring climb up to the fifteenth floor didn't bother them much. They spent most of their energy muffling any sound they might have made on the concrete stairs.

Since the stairway was also made of concrete sound traveled fairly easily and far, which would alert unwanted attention since no one used the stairways. Sakura and Tenten passed landing by landing, pausing only to listen if anyone was coming to meet them or intruded on their assent. You never knew what you met; the stairwells were usually a favourite for couples looking for some privacy. A fact Sakura and Tenten had taken advantage of on many such jobs. Usually the targets didn't get so far as second base let alone a homerun before they were out for the count. Usually with a bullet to help them along.

Finally they reached the fifteenth floor. Grinning Sakura just opened the door with a loud bang and waltzed right into the room beyond. Tenten rolled her eyes, for the fifth time this morning, and hurried to catch up with her partner as she walked through the room as if she owned it.

Phones were ringing off the hooks everywhere. Men in suits and women in sensible clothes hurried this way and that carrying files and papers. Some stopped to stare as the two walked passed their desks, some in a middle of phone conversations, since the pair looked so out of place and were obviously not here for any good.

"Yo," Sakura stopped at one mans desk and leaned heavily on it. The man flushed and began to sweat as he tried to keep his eyes on her face. "Can you help me with something?" she asked sweetly, batting her lashes lightly at him. The man gulped.

"S-sure." He stuttered.

"Where can we find the office of a mister…Hattake Kakashi?" she flashed him a dazzling smile and Tenten resisted the urge the smack her forehead as the man flushed deeper. God men were so easy to manipulate.

"Uh um he's the office down the hall. At the very end, you can't miss it." He ended pointing in the direction they needed to go. Sakura glanced in the direction of the office and flashed him another smile.

"Thank you very much," she looked at the name plaque on his desk, "Genma." She got off his desk and gestured to Tenten leaving a dazed Genma at his desk with his friends goggling at them. One of them even gave him a punch in the arm. Tenten shook her head and Sakura laughed as they made their way to Hattake Kakashis' office.

Without even bothering to knock the pair just walked into the mans office. He was middle-aged, white hair sticking up at a crazy angle; a medical mask covered the lower half of his face. He was on the phone talking to someone when they entered. He glared at them and muttered, "We'll continue this later." And hung up. Placing his hand on the desk top in a calm pose he looked them over.

"Can I help you?" he asked pleasantly. Sakura just smiled wickedly as Tenten spoke.

"You have a job for us?" she said casually closing the door behind her making sure no one was near. He got a knowing look on his face and tensed up.

"You are very early. I didn't expect you until closer to clock out." He said his voice deceptively civilized.

"Yeah well we had nothing better to do so we figured to stop in and get out of the way," Sakura said casually and she sat down slowly into one of the two chairs placed in front of the agents desk. Her face suddenly turned serious.

"So what does the International Bureau of Investigation what with two C.K's like us?" Tenten asked, also keeping her voice pleasant. She walked around the office, looking at certificates and pictures of a purple haired woman grinning into the camera with a small girl in her arms. "Your family?"

"Yes," he answered her voice strained. She stepped away from the pictures, her message clearly sent. And he cleared his throat.

"We at the I.B.I are charged with the investigation of large scale criminal activities that would threaten the fragile infrastructure of our government and society. However there are cases when the evidence is not enough to stop some of these threats." He said, "When that happens, we have little choice but to hire C.K's in order to…"

"Fix the problems?" Sakura filled in.

"Er yes." He said.

"What's in it for us?" Tenten asked sharply narrowing her gaze at the man. He smiled, she could tell, under his mask.

"Your reputation precedes you two, highly skilled and erasing targets without a trace, you fully are the embodiment of the term assassin." He said Sakura narrowed her eyes and Tenten snorted quietly. "In addition to the price we are offering a bonus." He continued. The pair waited for him to continue.

"We are offering full immunity from federal prosecution for past and future actions." Tenten nearly let her jaw drop. Were they nuts?!!

"It's got to be a huge problem if you're offering that to a couple of professional killers." Sakura said as she too struggled to accept their terms. The agent nodded his head.

"Will you do it?" he asked.

"The fact that we are still even here means we will." Tenten stated, "If we weren't going to you would already be dead." The man nodded at that.

"Makes sense," he walked over to a file cabinet with three drawers cleverly labelled Low secret, Middle secret and Top secret, and with a practiced heave yanked out the top drawer. He pulled out a file and handed it over to Sakura. She took it cautiously and opened it glancing at the profile into and her eyes making it's way to a file photo that seemed to have been taken by a surveillance team. Two men stood by a silver sports car talking to one another.

"These are your targets," Kakashi said, "Uchiha Sasuke and Hyuuga Neji. They are the leader and second in command, respectively, of the gang Hittokiri." Sakura passed the picture to Tenten who took it and frowned as she looked at the handsome men.

'Why are all the bad guys so damn hot?' she wondered.

"The dark haired one is Uchiha," Kakashi continued, "And the long haired one with the weird eyes is Hyuuga. The two families used to be huge crime families at one another's throats until Uchiha took over after his father and brothers' deaths, he made a pact with the Hyuuga clan and they combined to form Hittokiri. Now they are the worlds largest and most powerful arms dealers. They can get anything."

"And you need us how?" Tenten asked.

"All our informants within the gang either end up dad or paid off," Kakashi said. This wasn't new to the girls they were criminals too. This was just how their world worked. "we can't seem to get to them, evidence disappears, people testifying against them will suddenly change their story and so on. Lately we have been hearing rumours that they were in a bidding war to purchase a bio-weapon." Sakuras' eyes shot up from the file she was reading and raised her brows.

"We have just confirmed those rumours and we wont be able to stop them in time from making the purchase." Kakashi slammed his fist on the desk, "I'll be damned if they sell it off to one of those anti-Government radical groups."

"So you want us to take them out, let the gang be in chaos while they try to replace them, then you guys can swoop in arrest them all and seize the bio-weapon while taking out one of the biggest threats to this world as we know it?" Tenten asked. Sakura smirked Tenten could always read through any situation, that was one of the reasons she pared up with her.

"Well yes." Kakashi replied amazed, "all their information is in there, including their current location and many of their locations if their not there."

"Sweet." Sakura said standing up. "That's all we need to know." She passed him a slip of paper, "This is our account number, and we'll let you know when we have finished the job. Then you can wire the money here."

"Not before?" Kakashi asked slyly. Sakura shrugged.

"We won't have any use for it if we're dead." She said calmly and the pair left. Kakashi sat there in his office for a long time after they were gone, thinking that they were too young to be caught up in a mess like this. They were only nineteen for crying out loud.

X~X~X

"What do you make of this Ten?" Sakura asked as they headed home safely back in the West End. Tenten scowled.

"I think its nuts." She said "Going up against Hittokiri? Fuck this is just suicide."

"Yeah," Sakura agreed, "but think of it this way, with this payment we can retire from killing." Tenten looked at her.

"We could…" she trailed off.

"But not likely!" Sakura finished with a grin and the pair laughed.

For them life was good.

But they had no idea what life was planning for them, right around the corner…

End of Chapter

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