A/N: New story idea that I actually may continue. Anyway enjoy, hope you like it, and if you read please review.

Four Zodiacs:Four Horsemen

Chapter One

The city was dark aside from the deep semi-orange glow of the streetlights that broke the shadowy darkness at regular intervals. They were not enough. The city itself was made even darker by the clouds that rained onto the city, forming puddles along the curbs and flooding drainage ditches. It was a night that most people would not be caught dead in.

She walked the city streets. A dark, soaked purple jacket kept her warm and the purple hood attached to it shielded her head from the cold raindrops. The jacket itself looked to have been worn for some time, and even appeared to be too small on the girl's own small frame. She stopped at a crosswalk and impatiently sighed. She tapped a grey tennis shoe on the ground and turned bright blue eyes up toward the clouds. No cars passed by her. It was far too late at night for anything like that, but still these stops gave her a chance to take a break.

Thousands of questions went through her mind as she continued to walk down the street. The rain started letting up as she moved deeper into the city. Her main thought was why she was here. She hadn't ever had the desire to return to this city for some time, but why now.

She walked down into the town's subway, it would be a faster way into the center of the city, and sighed as she stood on the platform waiting. The train heading in the opposite direction wised past behind her. It was now that she finally removed the hood from her head. Bright blonde hair dropped around her face, stopping to rest right above her shoulders. She took a deep breath as her train pulled into the stopping position.

As the young blonde sat on the train, she began to doze off a bit. The humming of the engine and the routine flashes of light helped and soon she was asleep with her head resting on the back of the chair.

Her dreams were filled with strange yet familiar visions. She was running from something, or someone, yet she couldn't see it or them. Her dream got hazy from there and she was then lying on a table as a surgeon was about to cut her open. Then in a flash of light she was free and running once again. Through a hall and then out into the sunlight, but she kept going running into a strange forest.

She sprung awake as the train jerked to a stop. She noted that this was her stop and left the train and stepped onto the platform in the center of town. She looked up, expecting a warm sky instead of the dark stone that made up the tunnel. She dropped her eyes and turned to take the train back out of town. She felt as though she shouldn't be here much longer.

"Why did I come here anyway?" She asked herself while tapping her foot on the hard concrete.

"The answers one seeks are often difficult to find." She was spooked that someone answered her question. It was really late at night…or was it early in the morning. It was one of those situations. The blonde turned and placed her hand on a nearby pillar. A line pattern that took the shape of a hand gun appeared on the stone and slowly seemed to pull out of the flat surface.

"Who's there?" She demanded from the lady standing across from her. The woman was older than most, probably in her fifties, and looked as though she lived in the clothes that she currently had on.

"I'm no threat to you girl." The woman spoke as she tucked long black hair behind one of her ears. "Though from the look in your eyes most of the people you've met have been."

"Why don't you start making sense lady?" She screamed as the removed the formed gun from the wall. She then threw it in front of herself in a way that it looked as though she pulled it from her jacket. She pointed the gun at the woman and braced herself.

"Are you going to shoot me? For answering a simple question?" The woman scolded and took a step. The blonde tensed at this but held tightly to her weapon. The train that she had been waiting for skidded to a stop to the two's right its light illuminating the platform.

"Depends, who are you?" She restated her first question and gulped a little. She seemed to be afraid of the answer.

"I'm someone who knows you." The woman spoke and stepped another step closer to the girl. "I want to help you."

"I've gone a long way with people wanting…me. What makes you think I should trust you?" The blonde kept her sights on the woman's head. It was true. Over the past seven years she had been hunted like some animal because of what and who she was.

"Because I am like you." The woman spoke and grinned a slightly evil grin. "I have abilities that no other being on this planet has. Just like you. After all, you didn't have that gun of yours when you got off of that train no did you.

"So," the blonde said with a slight hint of shock. "If you don't think its real than I can prove to you otherwise."

"No, I know its quite real." The woman laughed into the back of her hand. "I also truly wish to help."

"You must think I'm stupid, huh?" The blonde said angrily.

"No, I don't." The woman said. "Like I said I want to help you. I understand your torment."

"No you don't." The blonde said calmly. She was ready to fire should this person make any form of aggressive move. "I'm the only one who could possibly understand that."

"Why do you have to be so difficult?" The woman growled to herself. She waved her hand through the air. "Perhaps you should look for that answer you were looking for. You may find it up in the city, dear heart."

With that the woman turned and got on the train right before its door closed and it left the station. The blonde stood and stared at the leaving train before looking back up at the top of the tunnel. She then threw the gun to the ground and left. The gun turning into a small piece of concrete as she put her hands in her pockets.

As she left the subway, she was greeted with the sight of stars in the sky. The clouds had all blown away and now the glowing silver moon was out. She figured now would be a good time to find a place to sleep. She was exhausted from her trip, but still her mind was focused on that woman. Especially on whom she was, and how she knew the blonde.

With a deep breath she flipped her hood up and moved silently into an alleyway, and after making herself comfortable next to a dumpster she once again started to sleep.

"You're sleeping here," a male voice echoed in the girl's head. "It smells funny."

"We don't exactly have much of a choice brother. It's called toughing it out." A female voice commented back.

"Would you two both be quiet? I'm trying to get to sleep." The blonde yawned and moved to her side. Out of nowhere a pillow formed under her head and a blanket over her body.

"Kay, Lil. Good night." The two voices say at the same time. Their voices sounding like a harmonious melody.