It was dark, past midnight, when a plane finally roared over the skies of Korea. The engines became deafening as it descended to the ground, screeching to a halt after it skidded down the long track. After a couple of minutes the large doors slipped open and a wave of people walked down the steps of the plane to the ground, moving toward the airport to collect their belongings, they were all chatting loudly and happily, some stumbled onto the ground and swore to never fly again. When everyone had departed from the area and not a single sound could be heard except for the gentle breeze, two women remained standing in the dark. One of the girls, who had long, wavy blonde hair was crouching down to her case and took out a small device that she threw to the other girl without glancing in her direction. She pressed a flew of the buttons that was on the machine in her case and nodded with pride as the machine beeped slightly and a green light flashed. The other girl caught the object with relative ease, pushed her straight, copper coloured hair from her face and placed the small device into her ear. She already knew what the device was for, things like these were needed in her line of work.

She grimaced slightly at the feeling of having something cold, hard and square in her ear. She might have to do this for every mission, but it didn't mean she had to enjoy it.

"Becky, keep that in your ear so that I can communicate with you. I have to go to the crime scene with my crew to ensure that i can continue my work whilst you scout for what we are really looking for" The blonde woman closed her case with a loud clack before standing up, nodding toward Becky who was staring up at the sky.

"Gotcha. I'll stay hidden and look for clues...and uhm, mention to HQ that they need to stop making these things square. The corners are pretty sharp" Becky grumbled, rubbing her ear gently as if trying to stop the discomfort that she and the other woman knew was going to subside eventually. The other woman rolled her eyes and gave her a pointed look to which Becky quickly nodded her head quickly in response before jogging off toward the airport, leaving her friend to dial the number of her new Korean crew members to pick her up and take her to where she needed to be going.

As soon as Becky entered the building, she cringed at the amount of people were gathered in the area and how bright the room was. She also knew she stood out quite a bit considering that her clothing style was very different to what the women here wore. Becky donned skin tight black trousers, brown knee high boots covered most of those trousers and the heel gave her quite a boost in height but yet almost all the people in that area were taller than her.

"Heh, country of the small people? Oh please..." She muttered to herself. On top, she wore a long sleeved red blouse with a small waist belt secured tightly under her bust, ensuring the blouse fit snugly around her torso. She also couldn't see many people with her hair colour. Normally Becky was quite confident with her hair colour, she was a natural redhead after all...however, the odd stares that she was getting made her hold her head down and awkwardly shuffle toward the exit, she knew Susie, her best friend, had sent people to collect their belongings so she had no worries about that and she began to glance around, completely awe struck at the amount of people. As an English woman, Becky was used to privacy and people not wanting to walk in your personal bubble, however, she soon became a broken record of "Oh, sorry!", "My apologies!", "I really am sorry" as she collided with the shoulders of so many people that she was certain this was the most human contact she has had in her entire life. She also hoped that she was saying the right things...learning new languages was not one of her special talents and she has been known to call people names instead of saying hello without her knowledge. Soon, she saw a gap in the ocean of people and saw the door that led to the outside world. She was sure she could hear a hymn as the door came closer, sparkles seemed to form around the frame welcoming her, beckoning her toward its freedom.

Before she was able to exit the building, however, a small group of children ran through the door laughing and shouting toward each other in glee. Becky had little time to avoid them as they charged through the sliding doors, a single redheaded boy crashed straight into her stomach, making her topple over and land on the floor with an audible "Oof" and she groaned. No freedom yet.

"Careful, Shinwoo!" shouted a brown haired boy with glasses, he had a very disappointed expression on his young face and she watched as he pushed the glasses back up the bridge of his nose whilst he scolded his friend. Becky groaned before lifting herself from the floor and dusting her trousers off, the fabric of these trousers just loved to attract dust, especially in the rear area which always looked weird.

"I-I'm so sorry!" shouted the redhead that she presumed was called 'Shinwoo' and he bowed, something that caused Becky to step back momentarily until she remembered it was very polite in this culture and that she wasn't being worshipped.

'How sweet! These children have wonderful manners! Now which one should I ship back to England to help teach the children THERE a thing or to?' She chuckled at her own thoughts before noticing the odd stares from the children. She cleared her throat awkwardly.

"Oh, it's no problem at all. I wasn't watching where I was going either. Completely new country, the surroundings took my attention away from my path" Becky smiled at them, not sure if she should bow back or not, was that considered polite if she did it? She was clearly not from this country and she had already been scolded by her mentor for bowing, he said it was a 'mockery'.

However, she was greeted with silence. She was positive that she had learnt enough Korean to be able to hold a decent conversation with them. Maybe she had said something wrong? Becky opened her mouth to speak again, intending to apologise for any sort of mistakes that she had made only to be interrupted by very loud and VERY excited voices from the children.

"WOW! Your accent is English!"

"That's so cool!"

"You should teach us some words!"

Becky gently scratched the back of her head awkwardly as the children around her began to faun over and crowd around her, she glanced around hoping that no one had began to stare at them due to how loud they were being, but found that no one even so much as rolled their eyes...apparently loud noises was something they were used to...or maybe these children came to the airport often. She didn't know.

"Oh? Is it that obvious? I thought I had the accent pretty much worked out..." She laughed again, her pale blue eyes sparkling in mirth as the mouths of the children, somehow, opened even wider the more she spoke.

"Careful guys, if your mouths open any more they will be touching the floor!" Becky laughed at their confused expressions at her statement before they all began to giggle along with her. They all knew it was a terrible joke, but a terrible joke is better than no attempt to socialise at all. She felt such innocence from them that she couldn't help but stick around, talk to them for a little bit.

After a few minutes of talking, Becky taught them how to say "Hello", "Goodbye" and "How are you?" in English and they finally departed. The children leaving and shouting some weird Korean that she had never learnt about, those weird little words that go at the end of someone elses name to show status...at least that is what she thought they were for. She made a mental note to find someone who could teach her a little more about the culture and language.

Becky finally managed to exit the building and she sighed as the cold, crisp, midnight air of Korea enveloped her body. She glanced around her and was amazed at the tall buildings with the large, colourful signs, the roads packed with cars despite it being so late. Not many people were walking and that was a slight relief since she knew the people here knew basic safety measures. However, she couldn't spend her time sight seeing, she had a mission to do. Becky quickly headed down in any direction attempting to find a place where no one passing by could see her and, to her delight, she saw the a dark ally way and after she crossed the road, waving to a few drivers who politely stopped their cars for her, she hurried into the darkness of the alley. The shadows hid her well from anyone who walked past her and, when she was positive that no one else could see her, she allowed herself to fully relax. Becky's eyes glowed a bright purple, no longer the pale blue that she liked having, but they weren't natural. Her blue eyes were the illusion and they were a lot better than getting picked on for having glowing purple eyes. Becky held out her arms, relishing in the feel of her power finally being unleashed. Concentrating on her powers, she lifted her body into the air and soon began to fly off into the sky, the dark alley began to shrink quickly underneath her.

Becky enjoyed her moment, twisting in the air, flowing her hands through the clouds and watching the busy life below her continue on, unaware of a Witch flying above them. Becky Sanders was a Witch, born and bred. She wasn't as powerful as many of the other witches, that was for sure, but she was confident that her powers would develop the longer she practised. At the moment she specialised in aura detection and small elemental spells, things that she usually used for tricks. It was strange, instead of Becky developing equally in all areas like most Witches, she only developed in the mind areas. She could read the minds of almost anyone and her telekinetic powers were beyond that of anyone else her age, in fact, they were so advanced that Becky was one of the only Witches that had enough power to lift her own body and be able to use magic to defend and attack...but everything else was a dead end to her. She couldn't heal, she couldn't create powerful storms, she couldn't speak to animals and with that thought, she sighed sadly.

She began to slow her pace, glowing purple eyes quickly scanned the area around her and she allowed her aura to expand around her in an effort to detect what they were looking for. She was an exceptional aura detector, something that her boss liked to take advantage of as much as he could. Soon, she found herself over the KSA building that had recently been broken down the rubble and she noticed, impressed, that the repairs were actually almost finished. She looked around, the builders were still in the area, working hard to finish the repairs as soon as possible. She stopped, landing on the scaffolding on the side of the building and peered down at a very exhausted builder who was beginning to wobble dangerously.

She pointed her finger toward the tired man and he quickly stood up straight, almost as if he had just woken up from hours of sleep and a couple cups of coffee. The young witch watched, smiling slightly, as he continued his work with a new vigor. That was something she enjoyed doing, she manipulated his brain and gave him a whole new lease of energy. It was the least she could do since he was working so hard. A quick once over of the other workers showed that they were all fine and not about the collapse with exhaustion and she quickly flew up into the clouds again so as to not be seen by anyone.

"Becky? Are you scouting the area?" Came a crackling voice from the small ear piece.

"Roger that, Susie. I'm just over the KSA building, no signs of anything suspicious and i can't feel any odd auras. I have no idea what could have caused all of these deaths if their powers don't even leave a trace" Becky muttered back.

"Keep an eye out. Someone as strong as these guys can't stay hidden for very long" Becky grunted in agreement and headed south to continue her hunting. Becky worked during the night and, since the night had only just started she could afford not to have a set pattern as she flew around.

"This place is so cool" Becky whispered, flying over buildings that were a lot taller than any building she had ever seen in the United Kingdom. She was so tempted to just stop and stand on one just for the sheer fact that she stood on such a huge building. She heard a hum in response from her friend on the other side and Becky chuckled slightly, however, before she could continue her discussion she felt a wave of powerful energy roll over her skin causing the hair on her arms to stand up right and for her to shudder slightly.

"Wait, i got something. Three auras... very powerful. However, i don't think these guys are what caused the deaths, their auras are way too obvious. Do i miss or greet? We could get some answers here..." She waited for a response from her friend. Becky knew that Susie, her friend had to keep up the pretence that she was a KSA agent, so talking to someone else who wasn't there was going to raise suspicions. As she waited, she noticed the clouds began to move slightly and as a gap in the clouds formed, she caught sight of what was beneath it. It was quite clearly a school and the structure itself was incredibly modern. In fact, it was the neatest school she had ever seen. There wasn't a single bit of litter on the floor, the ground was clear of any trampled chewing gum or drawings and the plants were all nearly arranged and well cared for. Again, something else that was quite different from the school she attended in England. As she studied the school, the pressure of the three auras grew stronger and she glanced to her left. What she saw actually surprised her. There, on TOP OF the school building stood three men. They were all very intimidating looking, glaring up at her hovering form. She probably would have found it funny that they were all wearing suits and looking very "James Bond" like. From the matching bands around their arms she assumed they were all working together, probably cleaners...or guards...or a small assassin group sent to kill someone that was last seen on the school property.

Becky shook her head "Damn, getting ahead of myself" She muttered to herself before pressing the button on her ear piece and speaking to her friend who probably couldn't respond with anything decent.

"Well sheibe... Can't miss this one, honey. They have spotted me" She muttered to her friend, an audible sigh and a quiet ' don't cause any trouble' came from the ear piece before a crackle followed by silence followed, a tut came from Becky, she knew Susie had cut off the sound because she didn't want to hear any of the snarky remarks that came from her mouth. If she ended up in danger, she would have to find some other way to get out since relying on Susie was something she couldn't do if the communication was cut off.

Well, people were never surprised by her attitude. She is a natural redhead and people, for some reason, expect the attitude to come along with it...sort of like a package. Who was she to disappoint them?

A small smile played on her pink lips as she let go of her power, dropping quickly onto the building below her, a gentle click was heard from her heels as she waited for the men to surround her.