Ayame was different.
Not in a good way, but not in a bad way, either. She acted as a multitude of things: In World War 2, she was a soldier. But how? It appeared the girl had only been born about 16 years ago. Stifling a yawn as to not give out her position, Ayame continued watching the people she was following.

" Remember. I want you to track down and kill ..." she winced, gel headphones fuzzing up so she couldn't hear a thing.

"Damn it." the blonde haired girl whispered, hoping the group of four people-three men and a girl- didn't hear her. Fixing her headphones, she appeared to be an average girl with an MP3 player-that doubled as a message transmitter. "Alpha, which one's the target?" Ayame whispered softly, not expecting to get a reply. She shifted uncomfortably, kicking the ground with steel toed boots. I'm getting paid for this... she had to keep reminding herself, her kid side determined to make her quit. Can't quit now!
"They're on the move, Alpha!" she whispered, noticing the group had gone into the city.

"Follow them," came the harsh reply, so loud Ayame jumped and was certain everyone within 5 miles could hear it. Stepping from behind the tree, Ayame started to follow them, mirrored sunglasses shielding her eyes so she could see them, but they couldn't see her eyes. Smirking, Ayame fixed her short shorts-as it was a hot day- and resumed her job as a stalker. "Damn it lost them."

Luna trudged the streets in search of the operative known as Ayame. She had supposedly lost the one she was meant to be following.

"Ayame, you idiot!" She screeched into her phone.

"What?" Ayame replied back.

"You are chasing the wrong people!" Luna yelled back. The people at the bus stop stared. "Wutcha lookin' at." She mumbled.

"Damn." she replied, slapping her face in embarrassment. "But, I saw he was glowing red!"-He meaning Murdoc. Ayame had a talent: she could smell people, and obviously someone had given her Murdoc's sock instead of what she needed. "Hullo..." she said to the two new people, giving a friendly wave but still think. Who would want Murdoc dead? An image of the bathroom wall flashed before her eyes: Murdoc must die.
"Still not gettin' it..."

"Ayame!" Luna screamed into her mobile. "Just get your butt over at the Roxbury!" she sighed, this girl was so thick. "I want to ask you a couple of things, one with the mission, and one with...other things."

"Yes ma'Am." she replied, hauling ass over to the Roxbury. When needed, this girl could run! Helmet clanging on her head, Ayame looked almost comical as she darted past many people. Arriving at the Roxbury, winded and her helmet over one eye, Ayame spoke to Luna. "Which room?"

"What are you saying?" Luna asked. Ayame walked over to her and sat down. "Wolf, two belly washers, please" She Wolf nodded and poured two glasses of her latest mixture. "Here y'are" she said, placing one in front of Luna, and the other in front of her tiered collogue. "We aren't after them! I told you so many times, it's Albarn and Hewlett we want"she sipped the mixture and smiled. Man, She Wolf was good at her concoctions.

"Why are we only after Albarn and Hewlett?" Ayame asked, sipping her belly washer. "Why only them? Murdoc could use some-" Luna covered her mouth with her hand as She Wolf eyed them carefully.

"Because, we are letting the others live while they can. Before long, the other group, our enemies, will get to them first. Rumor has it they will get the first one to wander from the group. Even if it's for a moment" She said. Ayame nodded. Luna sipped the drink again.

"It isn't my fault...Someone slipped his sock into my drawer, and you know me...I immediately began tracking him down...And who the hell are those two people?" Ayame asked, wincing as she was unused to alcohol. "Wow. This is pretty good." she mumbled, cheeks gaining a slight blush to them. "Makes me feel odder'n usual." Luna looked over at the table next to them.

"That would be our second targets, the two main men of Gorillaz" Luna sipped her drink. Ayame's lips were glued to her glass. "Get up!" Luna yelled as she dragged Ayame to the loo. "Get out all your makeup!" she screamed, dumping all of hers on the counter. She removed her red-haired wig, letting her locks of dirty blonde hair fall down her back. "Turn around." Luna demanded.

"Why?" Ayame asked.

"DON'T QUESTION ME!" she yelled back.

"Fine, fine, just don't explode on me, God..." she turned around. Luna pulled her shirt off, and put on a black midriff. "You may turn around." Luna said. "I'm after 2D...you get Mudds, unless you want to switch?"

"Ok, ok...damn...wait...is this assassination part?" Ayame said with a gleam in her eye. "If yes, fix me up! Shouldn't be hard to follow Mudds."

"We are only in phase one of our operation! We have to get them to trust us...then, we strike...I'd say, the first time they try to lay us." Luna smacked her lips together and curled them into a cotton candy pink smile. "Perhaps the second time..." she threw the lip stick into her bag, and zipped it up. "Coming?" Luna asked. Ayame nodded and smacked her red lips together. "Wait." Luna looked at her shirt. This is more Murdoc's type. Ayame's shirt was a random light aqua tee. "I think we might want to switch shirts..."

So they switched, and Luna went back out there, to target the first.

"OH!" Luna said as she 'tripped' and her purse's contents fell to the floor, right in front of their target's table.

"Let me help you." 2D said. He bent onto the floor and picked up all her lip glosses. We reached for one at the same time, and his hand landed on top of mine..."I'm 2D" he said. She stood up and pushed her hair behind her ear.

"Luna"

A/N: Well? How is it? My first M fic...M for later CHs...REVIEW! I hope for this to be liked...I made it on the Gorillaz Foums with my friends:
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