Chapter 1:
It was dark. The girl walked quickly and quietly to her destination, she didn't want to call attention to herself. She dashed under a street light to take in her surroundings. It was early morning in East city, or was it late at night? It didn't matter to her, as long as she had the darkness to shroud her presence.
"Hey, you!" A deep, male voice called from across the empty street, echoing around her loudly. "Are you the girl I'm looking for?" She lowered her sunglasses a bit and glanced over at him. He had tousled blonde hair and a very handsome face. He smiled warmly at her and gestured for her to come over.
"Yes, I believe I am." She replied, seductively and started walking across the street. She pushed her sunglasses back up to cover her red wine coloured eyes, nobody needed to know who she really was.
"So, do you want to go back to my place, or do you wanna find a place around here?" He asked, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one up. He offered her one but she shook her head, muttering something about it being a bad habit to get into, and he put them away.
"Why don't we find a hotel, handsome." She replied, grinning cheekily at him. He nodded and put his arm around her waist. The two of them strolled at a slow pace down the silent road, not speaking a word to each other until they finally arrived at the hotel.
"So, handsome, what's your name?" The girl replied, removing her dark overcoat to reveal a short, crimson dress.
"J-Jean and yours?" He stammered, suddenly flustered by the woman in front of him. The red dress showed off her curves and a lot of cleavage.
"My name doesn't matter, sweetheart, all that matters right now is you." She replied sweetly, pulling him towards the bed.
"W-well, I c-can't do anything with you until I learn your name." He stated, pulling away. She sighed and sat on her knees.
"Ren. My name is Ren."
"See that wasn't so hard, now, where were we?" Jean responded and dropped onto the bed beside her. She laughed softly and pushed him lightly onto his back and proceeded to climb on top of him. She began to untie the top of her dress and let it slid slowly down her pale shoulders. Jean flushed and sat up. Ren smiled haughtily.
"You look as though you've never seen a pretty woman before." Ren muttered sliding the dress lower down her curvaceous frame. Suddenly, there was a loud banging noise at the door and Ren leapt off the bed and grabbed her coat. The door was kicked open and several military officers barged in. "What the...?" she hissed.
"Good job Havoc, you seduced the "Night Hunter" very nicely." A smooth, male voice purred from amongst the soldiers. He stepped into the dimly lit room to show himself to Ren. He had short, black hair and charcoal coloured eyes. She glared harshly at him and he smirked back. "It's time to come with us "Night Hunter." The man scoffed.
"Mustang, you son of a bitch, you'll never get me alive!" Ren spat, whipping out a smoke bomb and throwing it to the floor. There was a small explosion and dark smoke engulfed the room.
"Shit, she's getting away!" One of the men shouted.
"Damn it!" Mustang muttered as the smoke cleared. Everyone was in the room, with the exception of the black haired girl. Mustang cast an appraising glance at Jean. "You almost had her that time, how could you let her go?"
"You arrived too early sir." Havoc responded indignantly, smoothing his shirt out.
"We're never going to get that murderous little thief now, she's onto us." Mustang muttered turning to look out the window. The military had been after Ren, also known as the "Night Hunter", for the past year on counts of murder, thievery and prostitution. They were determined to get her, just as she was determined to outwit them once again.