Chapter One

The last bell of the school bell rang as everyone started to leave the classrooms. Everyone except for Fuu that is. She stayed seated in the back of the classroom laying her head on the desk. Fuu had cleaning duty today and then softball practice. Afterwards she might go to the park to stay away from home. It's more like hell and a prison than an actual home. Her father, Hatchi, would be drunk and act senseless than usual. After having an embarrassing day of falling upstairs (sucks because her skirt came up) and failing an exam, her drunken father is the last person she wants to be.

"Come on Fuu," she mumbles to herself. "You have to get up."

Slowly she tries to get up but it was a struggle. Her legs ached from the beating her father gave her last night in his drunken stage. He had thrown her on the ground and hit her with a belt with small metal spikes on the ends. Hatchi also tried to rape her last night but he was too drunk to manage anything else. Instead of trying to stop him, Fuu lets him do what he wanted. If she ever resisted, the beatings would get worse than it ever was. She walked towards the door but then fell. Fuu was too tried to do anything. She slowly closed her eyes and moments later went to sleep on the floor.

Fuu woke and quickly got off of the floor. She glanced at the clock on the wall and gasp. It was almost nine o'clock; her father was going to be pissed. Fuu grabbed her bag off the floor and ran out the door. The halls felt eerie, like something was going to come out of nowhere. Fuu ran past the library and down two flights of stairs until she got to the front door. She put her hand on the handle thinking about what her father would have in stored for her tonight. Her best hope was finding him passed out on the couch or something. Fuu left the building with her head down and walked home.

Fuu took a short cut through the park. She loves to be here because it felt peaceful. There were no bratty kids around screaming and yelling. The only sounds came from the small insects buzzing about. She sat on a bench by a rose bush and sigh. Fuu thought deeply about what would happen to her if her father really were awake. Maybe this time he would actually rape her without quilt. She shuddered at the idea but couldn't brush it off. Nothing can make her father changes back to the happy man he once was before her mother passing.

"Drunken bastard!" she yells to no one.

At a distance round of gunshots fired. Fuu jumped off the bench and started to run. More gunshots rang making Fuu run faster. She continued until four figures came into view. They were arguing loudly about something. The light on a pole shown dimly on one person in the group. From what Fuu could see, he had brown hair and was tall. He wore black jeans and a red shirt.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he yells. "The money was due three weeks ago and you don't have it."

"Mugen, man just give me a few more days. I promise to have it then," another guy pleaded.

"Tristan you had three fuckin weeks to pay back the money. Boss is going to be pissed off ya' know. He's not waiting around for an idiot to give him back a damn debt."

"Damn Mugen…" was the last word Tristan said before he was shot to the head. His body drop to the ground hard. Someone else stood over the body and shoot Tristan in the head. Fuu gasp and hid behind a bush and tree near another bench. Mugen turn to the direction where the sound had come from. His dark eyes stared at the bench where Fuu was near.

"Jin, you go over there to see if someone was watching. Curtis you go that way. If you see anyone kill them on the spot" Mugen ordered.

Jin and Curtis nodded and left searching. Only a minute later screams filled the air followed by shoot. Mugen cocked back his .9 milli heading towards Fuu's hiding spot. She covered her mouth and closed her eyes. If Mugen found her, it's all over.

"Get the hell from behind the bushes already. I know you hiding" Mugen said as he fired a shot in the air.

Fuu almost screamed but refused to get up. Even though she hated her life at times, she didn't want to die. Not yet anyway. Another shot rang and this time it was closer to the bushes. Fuu slowly crawled behind the bushes trying to escape but it was too late. Mugen pulled her up by the hair. That's when she screamed as the gun was pointed directly at her face. Fuu froze in terror.

"What are you doing here so late?" Mugen asked.

Fuu stayed quiet. Mugen yanked her hair hard, smiling.

"I asked you a question girl!"

"I-I-I w-was going home."

"This late at night? You know you could've been killed of my partners found you."

Tears swelled in Fuu's eyes. He knew she was behind the bushes all along. Life wasn't supposed to end like this. Fuu hasn't even begun to live yet. Her heart raced a hundred miles and her body could not stop shaking. Mugen smiled then drop her.

"Get the hell out of here before they come back," Mugen mumbled. He watched as Fuu ran to the park's gate and made a left down the street. "She looks familiar" he said to himself but then forgot about it.

Curtis was of the first one to come back with blood spatter on his white shirt. He wiped the blood off his cheek and coughed. Mugen still doesn't understand why Curtis, a genius high school dropout, decided to live this life style. Both of his parents are doctors, his sister a lawyer, and a bother in the military. Curtis looks like the nice short brown hair boy who would be sent to a prep college, not a cold-blooded killer. At the age of seventeen, he ran away from home because his parents expected too much out of him. He couldn't take the pressure of pretending to become something hated. Curtis ran home about for about two weeks until he met Boss. From that day, Curtis was trained to be a killer and forget about love. He's basically like Boss's second dog. Jin is the first.

Mugen stared at Curtis for a few second. "Who was it?"

"A couple on a date and a family sitting by the pound," Curtis said emotionless.

Mugen scratch the back of his head, "Shit, I missed a damn girl. I tried to get her but my gun jammed."

"I blame you for that. Your shooting is off because you smoked whatever before we got here. I should have done it."

"Shut up dude. What the hell is taking Jin so long?"

"Who knows, maybe taking his slow time like usual."

Mugen groaned and placed the gun in his back pocket. "Well I'm getting out of here before someone else gets their head blown off. See ya' whenever."

An hour later Mugen was sitting on the couch in his apartment. He did not feel like doing anything else but sleep. He could not do it right away because the girl he saw in the park. She looked familiar as if he saw her before but cannot place where.

"What do I care for?" Mugen whispered.

Mugen become tired so he took a shower and fell asleep in his king size bed. He dreamed of Fuu that night.

~Back to Fuu~

Fuu lay in her bed crying. She cannot stop the images in her head of that guy getting shot or that guy Mugen. She could still hear the sound of the body dropping on the ground. She almost felt guilty about being alive and for that other guy dying but at the same time happy to be here. She was also happy that her father wasn't home. He might have to stay at work late.

She stopped crying and took a long bath. The hot water soothed her body nicely, not with pleasure. Crying made her completely tired and today's events made her scared to go to sleep but she had to. After drying off and finding nightclothes to wear, she fell asleep in her bed.