It was in the year 2017 of the imperial calendar and a trade ship loaded with kight-mear frames was sailing from the Britannian mainland to Area 11. However on the deck of this particular trade ship stood a rather beautiful girl wearing a loose fitting white dress, her long wavy blond hair flowing in the wind, and her hazel eyes reflecting the sparkling ocean. The young woman was looking with almost a yearning passion out at the horizon when her reverie was interrupted by a powerful and authorities voice.

"We'll be arriving in about two hours Lucia." The young girl turned from the ocean to see a middle aged man clothed in a naval uniform, his chest adorned with several medals. She smiled appreciatively at the man her head titling cutely to one side. As soon as the girl noticed what she was doing her head snapped back, as if this was a habit she was trying to brake.

"Thank you Captain" She responded, her voice airy and sweet. The gray haired man smiled good naturedly down at her

"Now Lucia, you know you are free to call me Edmond" He told her in an insistent and amused tone of voice. Lucia smiled at this and moved her hand to her head as if she was about to twirl a lock of her hair, however she stopped about half way and returned her arm to her side.

"I know that," She explained, that good natured smile still upon her lips. "But seeing as we are aboard your ship and I am technically a stow-away…" "I prefer unregistered guest" the captain interjected playfully to which Lucia giggled girlishly.

"As you wish…Well I must keeping you from your duties so I shall retire to my quarters till we land. Thank you again for this." Lucia strode from the railing in a way that can only be described as gliding. The Captain made to stroke her golden hair but she swatted his hand away with a mock reproachful glare to which he just smirked.

Lucia walked swiftly to the cargo hold, where a small space been prepared for he between two large crates. It was a humble dwelling with only a hammock, a small mirror, a basin filled with water, and a white curtain in place of a door. Lucia closed the door and sat on the edge of the low hanging hammock and sighed rather loudly. "Honestly the things I have to put up with to get what I want" she thought bitterly as she shifted her position to stare at the ceiling.

The girl held that position for a few minuets, threatening to doze off. Soon she sat back up and looked around suspiciously at the cargo hold, making absolutely sure that she was alone and unwatched. Once she confirmed this the girl's posture changed dramatically from that of an innocent girl, to one of a spy that was deep in the lair of an enemy. She bent down and brought out a large black suitcase from under the hammock.

The girl opened the suitcase to reveal several foam cushioned busts adorned with either a mask, a wig, a case of color contacts, or all three. She reach to the back off her head and pulled at the point where the base of her skull met her neck and pulled off the wig, releasing her own short dark purple locks cut close to her face. She gave her hair a little ruffle before placing the wig on the bust and taking out a contact case. She removed the contacts to expose her naturally azure eyes the right of which was burning with a red bird shaped sigil. She placed Lucia away and looked at her reflection, happy to see her own face again. She wondered absently weather or not this should be the face that she should show the man that would one day rule the world. But she came the conclusion that if Zero was to wear a mask, then it was only natural that she would too.

Well this is the first chapter to my first story, Please give me any feedback you have. And if any of you are asking this question...it will be quiet a while before you know her real name.