I awoke in a daze. My alarm clock to the left was ringing uncontrollably. I pushed the snooze button, and shut my eyes again. Remembering that I had to go to work, so I rose to me feet, and got dressed. About three years ago, I retired from working for The Syndicate, and have been leading the life an average person. I work for a construction company now, and I'm making some decent money. I've moved out of that small apartment, and got a house of my own. On the news, there have been reports of small time bank robberies lately, not that it's my problem at all. While on my way to work I saw a man in a black, long, leather coat and black leather gloves with blonde hair and sunglasses walk by. The only reason I mention this particular person is because he was staring at me rather oddly. Work's always boring. After work, I saw that same guy again, except he was following me this time. I needed to get some money, so I went to the bank. The man followed me in. He was behind me, getting his wallet out. I was looking forward. I thought I heard something, so I turned around to find what it was, and I saw that he disappeared. I looked forward again, and saw him standing on the teller's counter.

"EVERYONE ON THE GROUND, NOW!" he commanded. He broke the teller's bullet proof window with his hand easily. He dropped behind the counter, grabbed one of the tellers and threw her into the rest of them, so they wouldn't press the alarm. He walked up to the safe, and literally ripped the door off with his left hand. He walked in calmly and started collecting money. He wasn't even taking a lot; he was just putting some in his wallet. When he took what he needed, he began to walk calmly out of the door. On his way, he turned to the people and announced "I'm done, go about your business."

That was odd. I decided to follow him. If I didn't just see him rob a bank, I would never guess that he was nothing more than an average person. Due to his amazing display of strength he had to be a Contractor. When I was following him, I saw him grab a random girl, and bring her into an alley. I rushed to see what he was doing, but when I got there, he was alone, wiping his mouth like he just ate. There was an open dumpster next to him, in which he shut before leaving. He noticed me, and approached me. "Good afternoon," he said.

"Hello," I responded.

"Wonderful weather today, is it not?" he asked.

"It is," I answered. "No clouds in the sky. A little cold though."

"Wait a second," he said. "I know you. You were at the bank." He said like he didn't even rob it.

"What, the one you robbed?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say 'rob'…it's too cold of a saying," he said. "I only took eleven-hundred-thousand yen, so I would call it a withdraw." He laughed a bit. "What's your name?"

"Li Shun Sheng," I answered. "What about yours?"

"Yuki Tashumaru," he answered. He looked around for some reason, and then asked me "Are you hungry? I'm hungry. Do you want to get something to eat?"

"Yes, actually I am hungry," I answered.

"Pick a place, I'm buying," he offered. We went to my favorite noodle shop. We each ordered a bowl and began to eat. As soon as I finished mine I put it down and got the attention of the worker.

"More please," my new friend and I said at once. We looked at each other confused. We each got another bowl, and began to eat. Once again, we finished at the same time, and asked for more simultaneously. Before I realized, we were having a competition to see who could eat the most, faster. We gave out at the same time at our twenty-fifth bowl.

He looked at me competitively and said "One more bowl? Loser pays?"

"You're on," I said as we were served our last bowls. "Ready?" he asked.

"Set," I answered.

"GO!" he said as we both started eating. We finished in about a minute, our bowls completely clear of any food. We looked at each other trying to judge who won. Yuki shrugged and said "You won." He reached for his wallet and paid for the six stacks of bowls reaching the ceiling. The man behind the counter was literally panting. As we walked out a black cat with purple eyes walked by. "That was fun," he said. "But I have to go, I'll see you later."

"Alright, goodbye," I replied leaving. Later that night, I thought I heard a knock at the door. I went to open it, no one was there. I turned to go continue my previous when I found a man standing behind me, leaning against the wall. He wore a wooden black fox mask, a white long coat, and a black combat suit underneath. He looked at me.

"Hei?" he asked. "Or should I say, The Black Reaper." He tossed me my fighting suit and mask, from when I worked for The Syndicate. Meet me by the bank that was robbed earlier today, tomorrow. You better be wearing that. Suddenly he disappeared, and I felt a blast of wind heading out the door.

The next day I stood on the roof of the bank, waiting for him. I stood there for about three hours, before he slammed his knee into my back. I turn around to face him. He was wearing the same thing from last night. I took out one of my knives and threw it at him. He caught it, and disappeared again. I had one of my wires attached to the knife, and it shot the left, where he reappeared. I knew that he wasn't teleporting, he was running. I tried shocking him with the metal wire, but it didn't affect him. He dropped the knife, and crushed it with his foot. He closed the distance between us in an instant, and punched me in the face, crushing my mask. He punched me in the gut, lifting me into the air, and threw me into the ground. He reached into my jacket, and took out my second knife. He broke the metal wire, and said "I want this." He disappeared.