Atlanta, Georgia

May 17

1800 Hours

Location : Uncle Ray's Bar and Diner

10 months since ICA overthrow

Purpose : Possible long-term employment with ICA Competitor

Agent 47 was sitting down at the front of bar with a shot of whiskey in his hand while looking through a contract in front of him that was as thick as a book. On his left was a man wearing a black suit and tie and was smiling at the hitman; 47 knew him as Miles Davis, around five foot ten inches, he had short blank hair as well; he was a recruiter who found people as their assassins and made a deal with them for employment for the ACC, they were similar to the ICA but did not have the type of money that they did. Miles had rented out the bar for them to have their meeting to make sure it was empty, he would have had them meet somewhere else, but he wanted to make an impression on the legendary hitman in front of him.

"I found something wrong right here." 47 said as he pointed to a certain paragraph.

Miles took a closer look at the paper to scan through it. He went back through it twice to make sure he didn't screw up. "I don't see any mistakes, it just says, 'Upon a successful contract completion, you will be paid the agreed amount ranging from 15,000 to 45,000 US dollars into the account of your choice. If payment cannot be paid, then the ACC, Asia Contract Corp. Will-"

"Right there, those two things" 47 glared at him. "First thing, the payment, you know how much I'm worth; so what is it with the low pay. And the other thing that it says right here." He pointed, "It says, 'If payment cannot be made' what reason would be there that I wouldn't be paid?"

"Well the first thing is that I do know your worth, but my superiors need to see it first hand before they can get you more value able contracts, and with the second one, we have been having problems with security in our banks located in Japan in the past. Which would be the location that you will be stationed at if you choose to accept the contract." Miles was nearly shaking in his chair, it was extreamly hard for the ACC to find him andif they found out that 47 denied them, he would be in a lot of trouble.

47 turned to the next page and continued reading, much to Miles' relief that he didn't go back to talking about his pay. Just as he started to relax, 47 went back over to the previous page and started to look at that same paragraph again. "How long will it take for me to get better contracts?"

"It could take anywhere from six months to two years."

Agent 47 stopped talking and continued going through the pages over the next few hours, occasionally sipping from his glass that Miles always kept full. 47 would look at his watch periodically then look back at the contract, flip a page, ask a question, get an answer, then repeat the process.

It was almost ten at night by the time he got done looking through the stack of papers. Miles watched as the hitman flipped to the last page and reached into his pocket to pull out a pen, but was confused when he just placed it on the table and turned towards him. "I have one last question that will determin if I sign this or not. Is this area that I will live at a safe place to raise a child?"

The question was a bit odd to Miles because the people that he recruits were always single. "Shinjuku is a marvelous place for a child. It is a mostly English-speaking area of Japan so there will be a very small language barrier, low crime rate, great schools, and are accepting of Americans."

47 turned back to the table to look at the contract, scratched his bald head and grazed his fingers over his barcode tattoo, if he accepted then he would have the protection he needed for Victoria, who was waiting at their apartment. The only thing that worried him was getting back into another agency, but he was willing to sacrifice to keep Diana's last wish at the hospital, to give Victoria her life back, the one that she missed as a child. 47 lifted his pen and signed his number on the various places required in the contract. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Miles' smile getting wider every time he signed.

The chair skidded as Miles stood up to shake his hand once he was done signing, "Thank you Mr. 47. The ACC looks forward to working with you."

47 gave him the contract and listened to him give him instruction on where to go the following day. They were to travel to a private airport and get a plane to go to Japan, "There will be a man at the front of the airport looking for you, he goes by the name Garcia. He will be flying with you and giving you instructions on what to do and where to go when you land." Miles explained. "You will receive your first check there for twenty thousand dollars including your new house keys and a new car when you land." He also spoke on some minor details that didn't take long to explain.

47 then left the building and went out to his car parked right out in front of the bar. Once he arrived at his apartment, he walked inside to find Victoria sitting on the couch in her purple pajamas watching cartoons on their television. She turned to face him after the door shut; she stretched as she got up and walked towards him. "So how did it go?" She asked in a tired voice.

47 set his keys on a nearby table as he checked a newspaper that was sitting on it, he just flipped through the pepper and noticed that the crossword and sodoku puzzles were already done. "We are leaving tomorrow afternoon at seven to go to the airport. It will be a single flight over to Japan so start packing as soon as you get up in the morning."

Excitement was all over her face as she thought about traveling overseas to another country. "I can get started now!" She quickly stated as she turned off the TV then ran to a closet to grab a suitcase."I won't be up very long, I will only pack a few things then I will go to bed"

After putting the newspaper down, 47 took off his gloves and the coat to his suit and went to his room. It was a tiny area with just a single twin-size bed and a closet. He hung his coat up on its hanger and removed his tie and hung it up as well. He could hear Victoria pull out a suitcase from their hallway closet, banging it into the walls a little, and taking it to her room. 47 always kept his stuff in a duffle bag out of habit in case he needed to get out quickly; everything except for a case underneath his bed.

Bending over, he reached for his gun case and pulled it out then placed it on the bed. Both of the latches popped as he unlocked and opened it, reveling his twin silverballer pistols, two silencers, and six fully-loaded magazines. He passed his fingers along the smooth chrome finish and down the grips of both of them. With great care, he lifted them out of the case and looked over them in his hands. Cleaned regularly, spotless shine, and oiled to allow smooth firing.

47 thought over again about what he was getting into again; how long would he work for them? How much different would they be from the ICA? Could he trust them as much as he did when he was still working for the agency? His thoughts then went back to Diana an why she choose to betray the agency when she found out about Victoria, then to her ultimate death from cancer just a few months ago. "I'll do what I must Diana." He whispered to himself as he crossed both pistols over his chest. "I will protect her and fulfill your wish." He kept his eyes closed for a few more seconds before placing the guns back into the case then locking it shut.

I Hoped that anyone who has reaad this has enjoyed it, I hope to make this a long story that will have good quality and be entertaining. This story takes place towards the beginning of the tamers series just to let you know. If you have and ideas questions or comments then please leave a review or feel free to pm me.