It's sad how the most broken people, the ones with the bleeding spirit, are the ones who can be the nicest. It's heartbreaking how they can also be the most bitter and hating and distrustful. X and Zero are these such people. X's demons are with his enemy that keeps coming back no matter what is done to him. Zero...well Zero suffers from a broken heart. Those two were closest friends, despite extreme personality differnces. They were sleeping in recovery pods when a mission was called needing both reploids' abilities. They walked to mission control where Alia was typing anxiously. Signas was lookin over screens and gritting his teeth.

"I assume you are aware of how potent the Sigma virus is." Signas said as he looked at a screen. Both reploids nodded. He put the video he was watching up on the big screen it showed a young girl, late teens at the video was in black in white, but anyone could see what she was doing. Wen ever she touched a maverick, a light was peaking through the inner wires. When the light faded the maverick was purified, and it colasped, but by the time it hit the ground, she had moved on to the next one.

"Is she...?" X muttered.

"The effect isn't permenant, but this is cause for concern. We don't know the extent of her abilities, or where she stands." Signals said. "We want you to find her and convince her to stay on our side." Both X and Zero nodded.

"Where should we start?" Zero said, his long hair moving with his head.

"I would suggest that you try the surface." Signas answered.

The two reploids nodded and left to start their mission. The helmets were taken off and they wore normal clothes over their armor. X wore a long baggy blue jacket with dark blue jeans. Zero wore a red jacket with black jeans, his blond hair in a higher than normal ponytail. They asked around and Noone saw her, or knew what they were talking about. All except one. A brunette girl of a questionable occupation.

"I work with her. She goes by Nicky." The girl said. "She usually hangs out by the old houses. People love her there."

X blushed slightly at the implications. Zero smirked at his friend's face. "Thank you for your cooperation." Zero told her.

"Yeah no problem. Just don't let her take anymore of my clients." She said and walked off. Zero glared at the air as they made their way to the old houses. They saw a young woman with platinum white hair walking away from them. She was wearing a gray tank top showing off her phoenix tattoo on her back. She had black fingerless gloves with matching pants. Her boots were gray like her shirt and with heels that look like pointed knives. She looked like someone who would kill and maim instead of suduce and please. They two hunters followed her until she walked into an old diner. They followed her in and noted that she was sitting in a corner booth, away from the door and most of the people, but facing the door, like someone who could watch would do so in this seat.

The two joined her in the seat. Her green eyes looked at them with distrust, but she gave them a friendly smile.

"And what would I do for you two fine gentlemen?" She purred out. Zero glared at her while X looked away.

"We just want to know why you are attacking the mavericks and why you have that...unique ability." X mumbled, looking at a spot on the floor.

"And you expect me to just tell you my life story?" She chuckled bitterly. "You need to pay for that." She smiled mirthlessly. Both hunters head shot straight up. X with shock and Zero from frustration

"We don't do that." Zero said with little emotion.

"Of, course not. With you two, my services aren't required." She smiled and stood up. Her eyes gleamed dangerously. The forest green turned neon and her hands turned gray and shiny, like polished steel. She looked Zero in the eyes. "I won't get in your way if you stay out of mine." Zero clenched his jaw. She grabbed his hand. A green light lit dimly between the two. Zero's eyes widened. She pulled away. "Something to remember me by."