Episode 1
Replacement [Currently a Work-In-Progress]
The moon hung waxy in the sky, clouds periodically drowning out its' reflected light. Tonight was like many mundane nights, people going about their business as usual. Or as usual as it would be, given the time. Late was an understatement. I glanced up at the moon again, it hung nearly at its highest. They should end this soon. If we didn't, we risked our target slipping through our fingers, again.
"It's on the move, Micheal."Dojima relayed. Though the comment was clearly directed at Micheal, it was meant for all of us. So the witch was on the move. Typical. Which of us was he headed for, if any of us. "How are things on your side?" She asked him. She wanted to know which way it was going, too. It was fundamental that we had the advantage. We needed to.
He replied quickly, "Okay, I'm catching up with it." I could picture him clearly sitting over his cluttered desk following some sort of map. Following us on that map, too. Most likely, he was also using security cameras and the like from nearby buildings to follow our witch.
I tuned Dojima and Micheal out at this point. Dojima was telling him something and him replying. All I heard was black. A black classified, here? Dojima, and especially Haruto, couldn't take a black. Not at all. But I'd let them try, and take I'd the blame for any mishaps. I'd probably also be the on killing is, but that wasn't the point.
I waited patiently for the witch to walk by me, and thus setting off our trap. I was leaning casually against the closed garage-like door of a storefront.