DISCLAIMER: I do not own beyblade
Ghost: I have been having a lot of ideas recently I really should update some of my fics. Please don't give me any flames about my grammar because I know it's totally bad.
CROWSCHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNING
In the beginning everything was simple for the members of my team and me; we would beyblade by day and be assassins at night that way no innocent would know, we would go as quickly as we came we were living ghosts.
We judged the guilty protected the innocent and did what we had to do in cold blood, even I'm surprised the amount of blood that comes out of my clothes and I've been doing this job for a while.
So I'd better tell you about my team; we are called the Crows mostly so because we wear black and those that fear us associate us with death those that have lived of course, we work for a special branch of Interpol called Rogue, we are given the order to go into any country and take out the target we are given.
And up until recently we never failed a mission.
I know it sounds stupid; like hey sometimes it does to me when I think about what I am doing and who am I doing it for, can a bunch of eighteen year olds really be a bunch of cold heartless killers? My answer is yes.
My co-members and I were individually picked because we each possessed a 'useful' talent that Rogue could use, each of us were approached when our exams at our colleges were near finishing; as always the typical guy in the black suite and shades gave us the choice either we do the job or we go about our lives like mindless slaves; each of us foolishly took the wrong option, when you're young and impressionable you crave adventure, hell I was planning my gap year to Africa not planning to lead some people and my twin sister to kill someone in Italy, but after so long adventure looses it's sparkle; so let me tell you about the members.
First we have Tao; he's your average Chinese boy with spiky hair and a couple of bangs over his face, his hair colour is black he's usually easy to spot yards away, he is always wearing black trousers and a shirt.
Second we have Tess; your typical American, outrageous in every way and likes to have a mind of her own; when she's not on a mission she's at the mall or at work, she is always wearing a black skirt and t shirt, you can usually see her brown curly hair.
Thirdly we have Liam, he's from England with a proper accent; he's the computer genius and should be when I saw his criminal record, he wears jeans and t-shirt and has brown tousled hair, I can't go anywhere without girls gasping when they see him.
Fourthly there's my sister Cross, in fact my twin sister, we were separated when we were young, her real name is Wen; and it can be very annoying when she decides to steal my clothes; I have been in trouble plenty of times because people have thought she was me, she has long sleek black hair she usually wears her black jeans and ripped t-shirt.
Lastly there's me, I'm Quinn the leader of this team; and I know what you're probably thinking because I'm the leader I'm the bitch, and I will tell you now I'm not; I treat my team members fairly and regard them as friends, I like to wear my jeans and tight white t-shirt, I have short bobbed sleek black hair and I was chosen to be the leader because of my hard upbringing.
My sister and I were born in Thailand she was immediately taken away after my mother died giving birth to us; my father wanted me to become great, I was trained to be a great beyblader I could be disciplined easily and took orders without question, my father began to each me special forms of martial art and taught me how to be a ninja; gradually I found that I could use any object no matter how harmless it looked as a weapon.
My father would affectionately call me the freegirl, if I was a boy I know he would have called me freeman, and that's what I became not an executioner for a ninja clan; but an executioner for Interpol.
When I was still young I was sent to Hong Kong I never saw my father again, the teachers were amazed at how quickly I was learning they made little jokes saying I was a human robot; they didn't know how right they were, I gained respect from the bullies and was worshipped like a heroine amongst the weaker kids.
To make sure my skills were constantly improving I would disguise myself and fight the older kids that held fights for money in secret places; I always gave half my winnings to a child.
I understood what my father had said about the freeman, he had told me that a freeman was the executioner of a ninja clan who was the best; he could disguise himself as anyone and was always hard to find, he could be there one moment and within a heartbeat be gone the next. He would execute rivals in other clans when the master of his clan told him.
I realised how incredibly easy it was to become someone else like a freeman, by day I was a regular intelligent kid at school who was nice to everyone; by night I was a fighter and so it continued until the day that man approached me.
Rogue must have thought my past would give me enough experience to be leader, I on the other hand didn't think so I was just a kid what did I know about being a leader? But leadership didn't matter to Rogue they knew it was going to come in time leadership started with caring for your teams safety, and they knew I was going to do that; Rogue was more interested in my incredible fighting abilities, I had never handled a gun before until they gave me one.
I've always thought guns were just a coward's way of killing someone compared to a ninja's way. I didn't even apply much pressure to the trigger and I got nothing but bull's-eyes on each target they gave me no matter how far away the target was, my teammates also went through the same tests.
Once we had been put through the tests I was going to meet my team, I walked into that room and my eyes immediately fell upon a girl who looked like me; my father had told me about a sister I had called Wen, the girl looked at me and looked as if she was going to cry.
"Quinn" she said joyfully
"Wen" I replied
She gave me a hug and wiped her tears away.
"I'm so happy to meet you," she said
"I am so happy to meet you too." I replied
I was introduced to the other members of what was to be my family, and that's what we became over the months, as we got know each other.
We all worked in a bar for a guy called Mario, he was an innocent meaning he knew nothing about Rogue or that we worked for Interpol, to him we were just a bunch of happy and dedicated bar tending staff; we did enjoy his company on some evenings before he left for home and we locked up we would sit down and talk.