Author's note: Hey people of fanfiction! This is your good buddy Kurosuna no Kazuo, writing up more of his crap! This here is a work that was demanded by popular demand by my voters. Three of the characters that will show up are inspired by my awesome older sister who is known as Valenheart! This was our first roleplay, so I figured it'd make for a good fanfic! Enjoy!

It has only been a week… yet it feels like eternity.

Pouring rain. There's something to be said about those words. Especially if one knows about loss. What else can be said is up to the person perceiving it. That was the setting on this dark, depressing day. Usually a tale would begin with a character living their everyday lives, not expecting anything to happen to them. This is not such a tale. One man stood over her grave, the grave of the woman who meant everything to him. She had been buried days before, but he could not let her go. He missed her. The days he had spent with her meant everything, he could only stand there and try to get a glimpse of her through the grass and soil, but to no avail. She was gone from this world, and he figured he would shortly follow. He missed everything about her, her smile, her laughter, the way she could always relieve his stress. How would he live on now? How should he live on now? How could he live now? Those were thoughts that were imprisoning his mind. The accident was brutal, she had only left to shop… and yet she was run over by a car she did not see. The driver died, too, but that wasn't enough to make him feel well. He wanted to hold her again, to tell her he would never leave her and how grateful he was to have her. But she was gone… and he could only stare. She meant everything to him; she changed his ways from the criminal he used to be into an upstanding citizen of society. He was no thief anymore; he no longer stole and assaulted others for his own gain. She changed him and she loved him, she only wanted his happiness, and he in turn, came to love her to the point where he would rather die than lose her. But he did lose her and he was still alive. He cursed himself mentally, he hated himself, and he only wished he could have had more time with her. He felt two people come from behind and he said before they could have had the moment to speak

"If you're here to pay respects… then thank you…" The man responded

"I'm afraid that's not why we're here, Sneak." The man turned around quickly and gasped as he saw a man in a business suit along with a small girl who was barely 13 years old. He grunted as he saw them and he looked down, not making eye contact

"So… that's how this is going to end for me… I'll become some prisoner for the rest of my life… why the hell not?" He put his arms in front of them and he looked at them with a defeated look on his eyes "Arrest me, then. Take me to court, send me to prison… I don't care anymore." The man sighed as he removed his sunglasses and responded

"Well, that's not an option for me to give you." Sneak looked up at the man and the man continued

"My name is Giuseppe; I'm a member of the Social Welfare Agency, and I'm here to give you an offer. We know all about your previous criminal exploits as well as your capability to handle stress both in yourself and the people around you. We want you to become a member of the Social Welfare Agency in exchange for full pardons of your previous activities, as well as grant you sanctuary." Sneak seemed confused

"The Social Welfare Agency? Isn't that a branch of the government dedicated to helping people under severe physical trauma? What would I do working as a doctor or a nurse?" Giuseppe continued

"You misunderstand what this is about. I'm not here to ask you to become a doctor, we're here to hire you as something you are used to doing… being a fighter." Sneak chuckled at the thought and it grew to a hearty laughter, he responded

"I'm surprised you haven't tried to find Arnold! After all, he was a famous wrestler!" Giuseppe sighed

"Our intentions aren't on someone who loses their temper with little or no provocation… we need someone who can handle their own temperament… Psycho… that is, Arnold… is not eligible for what we're asking you to do." Sneak seemed confused and he continued

"Then what are you asking me to do?" Giuseppe responded

"We are asking you to join us against Pandania and other threats to Southern Italy, not as a soldier… but as a caretaker of a child… No ordinary child… but a child nonetheless." Sneak looked over at Henrietta and asked

"You mean someone like her? What makes her different than any other child I've come across?" Giuseppe replied

"She's a cyborg by the name of Henrietta; her body has been changed to the point where her own bare hands are lethal weapons. We also teach these children how to use guns out in the field, as well as hand to hand combat to counter Pandania and other terrorist threats. You will choose one such child, from either those that were abandoned or met… less than unfortunate circumstances to say the least." Sneak seemed confused

"I don't buy it…" Giuseppe continued

"Then shake hands with her… if the strength isn't immense, assume I'm lying and we don't ever have to speak again." He nodded at Henrietta to shake this man's hand, causing her to walk over to him, extend her arm, and say in her usual tone of voice

"It's very nice to meet you, Sneak…" Sneak walked over to her and responded with his own arm as they hands interlocked

"Likewise, Henrietta." As Giuseppe said, the strength was immense! Sneak hadn't seen this sort of power since Arnold! Henrietta showed him a bit of her strength; not enough to break any bones, but it did cut off circulation for a bit and made him hold his hand with his other hand.

"I'm sold… you guys are the real deal…" He looked at Giuseppe and sighed "If I refuse your offer… will you kill me?" Giuseppe shook his head

"We aren't Pandania, you're allowed to make your own choice as to whether you want to join us or not. No one from my agency will bother you ever again, but we will not grant you pardon… essentially, you would stay as you are now." Sneak nodded

"All right… I'll join you…" Giuseppe extended his hand and smiled softly

"It will be good to work with you, Mr…" Sneak smiled in response

"Luciano, Luciano Mentrasti."

Author's note: FML! GOD DAMN I HATE HOW MY LIFE IS RIGHT NOW! X.x had to stay up late to finish this damn chapter, and all my other fics won't write themselves! Ugh… I need Xmas break to come around soon… Well, by popular demand, this is Psycho and the Sneak, chapter one! Leave reviews! Just don't demand me to write other things! I was barely able to do just this!