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Prologue

It's two years after Aya-chan woke up and the deaths of the Schreient, except for Tot who survived. All the members of Schwartz and Weiss survived and have declared an unspoken truce with one another. They don't seek each other out but if they meet in battle all bets are off. The Weiss boys continue to work in the flower shop during the day and hunt evil during the night. Aya, leader of Weiss, has gone back to using the name Ran and his sister Aya-chan now lives with the boys at the flower shop while attending university. Schwartz now works for Taichi Corporation, a company which is believed to be rotten to the core though no proof appears for long before being snuffed out. After the incident which led to the deaths of her team and "Papa" Tot left Japan and has yet to be seen again. Manx and Omi now run Weiss Kreuz and have continued to fight for the world Omi's father, Persia was trying to create.

The Beginning of Judgement

It was late as the five stood on the ridge, the sun set and the night overtaking the sky and the world it would soon cover. The five that stood on the hill facing the city were of varying heights but all stood military straight as they each mentally prepared for what was to come. They were at the point were everything would be decided, their decisions would affect the rest of lives in ways they couldn't even begin to imagine. They had been born into the military, trained for this but they'd never intended to use the skills they'd been taught until now. The police and the government were no help, they could see beyond the money that the company was bringing in. Too many lives had been lost already; they had to act if that were to stop.

They were all dressed in black, each wearing black visor like glasses that hid their eyes and much of their upper face from view and scrutiny. Their hair, black as the clothing they worse, were pulled back from their faces, in styles that hid the hair's length and style. Around their necks they all worse slim chains with a crystal hanging from it. On each of the white, square crystals was an etching that represented the girl and the codename they had chose to wear. An owl, a moon and stars, a rose, a sword and shield and finally a six pointed star. It was doubtful that they would be seen in this form but if they were it were better that they would have little to set them apart from thousands of others. They hadn't been to the city in years but there were those who knew them, it was better that they not take any chances.

The tallest stood slightly in front of the other four, the leader who would shortly be leading her sisters into battle. A katana, an ancient sword, was attached to her belt as she absently brushed a few stray strand of hair out of her way as she thought things through for the hundredth time that day. Tonight it would begin, as they'd vowed it would be. "Are you ready, I won't think less of you if you chose to stay here instead." She said, keeping her back to her sisters as she rested her hand upon the hilt of the katana, which would be used to draw blood tonight. She'd had it for a long time but had never used it against another human being with dark intent, tonight would change that.

"I'm in." Her sister, codename Hecate said with a confident look in her eye. Unlike her other sisters she knew what it was to take a life, was not looking forward to taking another. But like before this was a matter of life in death, if she wasn't willing to take a life then those who had done nothing would die in her would be victims' place. If surrendering her place in heaven was the price to pay for preserving what little good was left in this world then it was a price she was willing to pay. "It's the only way to stop them."

"I think it safe to say we're all in this, it's what needs to be done." Another sister, Artimis said as she walked to stand beside her eldest sister. She knew that this was difficult for all of them but they'd thought through all the other options, this was the only way. Like the woman she represented Artimis carried a crossbow in her hand, a loose hold but a knowledgeable one. She didn't approve of killing, she could never, would never condone or excuse what they were going to do. But it was something they had to do and they would do it. "As King Arthur put it, united we stand, divided we fall."

"We will protect the innocent, it's our duty and our burden." The youngest said, only seventeen but more of an adult then most twenty-year-olds. She carried no extra weapon but a knife in her boot and a gun in her shoulder harness hidden by her jacket. She had no intention of using them having a distinct dislike for the sight of blood. Any deaths she would cause would be clean and quick. She was Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and War; she never walked away from a fight. "Only a coward stands by and lets others prey upon the weak when they can do something to stop it. This is our destiny Jesse, it can be no other way."

"We'll fight for the innocent until we draw our last breath." Persephone said with her quiet way. Like Artimis she hated what they must do but agreed with Athena's comment, she couldn't live with herself if others died because she did nothing to stop it.

"Then we'll go." The leader said with a sigh as she turned to face her sisters, a weak smile on her face as they chose to face the unknown together. "And may the gods be with us, this is not an easy task ahead."

Brad Crawford sat in his seat and tried not to look at the clock. The morons he thought, inwardly fuming as he watched the board members argue back and forth, chickens with their heads cut off. They were all useless; their only reason for being here was the money they brought to the mix. If it were up to him he'd kill every last one of them. But it was not up to him Crawford thought as he looked up the table to the head where his boss sat watching his people bicker and pick fights with one another. With a quiet sigh Crawford followed his boss's lead, simply leaning back his chair and letting them squabble to their heats content. Running a hand through his raven black hair Crawford's brown eyes remained blank, his annoyance and anger firmly in check.

"Crawford, how is the situation with the Hondas?" His Boss asked him, lighting a cigar casually as he looked at him from the head of the table. Breathing out smoke he watched it disappear into the air.

"It's being taken care of as we speak sir." Crawford said with a slight smile, or at least it had better be. He would have rather sent Schuldich or Farfarello to do the job but they were needed elsewhere and besides, the mission wasn't a difficult one. He had discovered that one of his boss's associates intended to go to the police about some of the deal that had been going on. He'd sent three of his men to see that that would never happen.

Then before he could answer five images in rapid succession flashed before him, each different and troubling. The first was an image of the three men outside the house, about to go in. The second was Honda holding his daughter with his wife pressed against him as they looked at the three men in fear. The third was of a woman, holding a bloodied knife, her face covered by black, wrap around shades which hid her face from view. The forth showed his men lying dead on the floor, their blood staining the floor's carpet. The last was of a medallion lying on one of his man's chest, the design familiar but its meaning escaping him for a moment. Blinking in to the present Crawford was aware that everyone was staring at him but his mind was too busy picking apart the images to care. Seconds past and then his cell phone rang. Pulling out the phone he pressed the on button and held it to his ear, "Hello."

"If you live up to your reputation you already know what's happened." A female voice said from the other end of the line. Her voice was husky and most males would have appreciated it but Crawford could have cared less.

"They're dead, the Hondas are not." Crawford said flatly, his eyes staring straight ahead with only a minuscule amount of anger visible. Now was not the time to lose his control, that could wait for later. "You killed them, why?"

"We will not allow you and your boss to continue to prey upon the weak. We are the Goddesses; judgement has arrived. Repent while you still can." The line went dead.

"The matter of the Hondas didn't go according to plan, sir." Crawford said as he replaced his phone back into his pocket, his movements deliberate and restrained. "I need to go and take care of it myself."

"Dismissed." His boss said sharply and Crawford quickly made his way out of the boardroom, his mind going a mile a minute as he began to plot, and plan for what was to come. No one threatened him; no one pulled something over him. The Hondas would die; then the Goddesses.

"So they just disappeared, as if they were never there?" Omi said looking upset. They had thought that the Honda's would be the break they needed to confirm what the Taichi Corporation was really up to but now he'd vanished from sight, most likely dead. Thinking of the little girl and wife Manx had mentioned Omi couldn't help but be saddened.

"He never showed up for the meeting that was scheduled for this morning, when agents were sent to his house they found the living room carpet soaked with blood, its being analyzed as we speak. However the family suitcases and other items were taken with them, its possible that one or more members of the family got away." Manx said, hoping that it was true.

"But what are the chances." Ran filled in, a bitter look upon his face. The man's daughter had only been five years old, what chance would she have had against hired guns.

"It could happen." Ken insisted, hopeful that they had gotten away or that at least they'd managed to take some of the bastards with them.

"Until we can say for sure we'll hope that they're safe somewhere, its entirely possible that they were tipped off and managed to get away in time. Even if the blood was theirs, it doesn't mean that they're dead." Manx said firmly though she held out little hope. The Hondas would have been intended to be used as an example to the other members of the company, she doubted that there was any chance they would allow themselves to be beaten.

"Unless they gave them to Farn." Ran pointed out, not even wanting to think about what the sick bastard would do to those people. They hadn't run into Schwartz lately but he still remembered vividly what certain members of the group were capable of, he wasn't soon to forget it either.

"So who's the girl, Ran. Anyone I know?" Yoji asked as he walked into the room, a dozen white roses over his arm and a huge smile on his face. He looked at their leader with that only could be described as the cat that got the cream look as he swung the flowers in a wide gesture, nearly as wide as his grin.

"What are you talking about?" Ran said shooting him an annoyed look as he leaned back into the couch he'd been sitting on. He was in no mood for Yoji's hinting and games, what was he talking about and why was he looking at him like that?

"Aw come on Ran, you can tell us, we're your best friends after all." Yoji said with a wink as he stood in front of Ran, an evil look coming over his face when Ran just looked at him with frost-bitten eyes. "She has a real sexy voice by the way, is she as good as she sounds? If so you are one lucky man. She's loyal too by the way, I flirted with her and she acted like she didn't even notice."

"I don't know what you're talking about Yoji and its getting annoying." Ran said calmly, trying to contain the killer glare that was threatening to surface. He was tired and stressed out; he didn't need this right now. "Take those flowers upstairs before you wreck them, roses aren't cheap you know."

"So I suppose you don't know anyone name Jesse then, a certain young lady who obviously knows you quite well or seems to?" Yoji said with a knowing look when Ran turned his head sharply to stare at him intently, giving Yoji his full attention. "That got your attention real quick."

"What about Jesse?" Ran demanded, standing up so that he was eye level with Yoji, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. "How do you know about her?"

"Because oh fearless leader, she sent you these expensive flowers." Yoji said holding out the twelve white roses, each perfectly formed and beautiful. After all, the lady had requested the best there was for her Ran. "You got to admit she has good taste in flowers, boyo and she sent you a card too. Want me to read it too ya?"

"No." Ran said snatching the roses and the card from Yoji's hand with a larger glare then usual. Turning his back to Yoji and ignoring the open stares from the others in the room Ran set down the flowers on the coffee table and quickly read the note that Yoji had been waving around.

Dear Ran,

A surprise is coming shortly, hope you enjoy it.

Love,

Jesse

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