To Capture the Silver Dragon

By: Koori

Rated: PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own Witchblade, I just borrow. Please don't try and sue me, I have nothing to give.

-Florida, 1994-

Ian Nottingham and Hector Mobius were the last of the Black Dragons to file into the briefing room. The group sat around the table. Ian quickly surveyed the brass in the room, more then usual. Something was not right. Glancing at Moby quickly, he received a raised eyebrow from his comrade.

General Clastic, who normally conducted their briefings, stood, "Morning, gentlemen." He nodded to an aide who flipped off the lights. The picture of a woman with shoulder length black hair became visible on the wall behind the general. "This is Silver Dragon. She missed two meetings with her contact. No has been able find her. Some say she's dead or captured, others believe she's gone rogue. Still others believe she's just keeping a low profile because her latest assignment is on to her. In any case, I'm assigning the Black Dragon unit to find out. Her current

assignment is in Moscow. Any questions?"

"What's her real name?" John asked.

Clastic shrugged, "Classified."

"Does she know about us?" Ian inquired as he memorized Silver Dragons features.

"No."

"Training?" Moby asked.

"Similar to yours, but without most of the conditioning," a man leaning against the wall said. "She works alone and she isn't sociable when it isn't required to get her target. She's an assassin, and she likes it. She always gets her target. Once again General, sending an entire unit isn't the way to get her."

"I know that. I'm just sending the whole unit to Russia, only Nottingham and Mobius are going after Silver. The rest of you are to act as backup. You leave in 1 hour. Dismissed."