Sorry about any grammar or spelling errors it was like 2 am when I wrote most of this.

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A young woman stared out the window of her room, her chestnut hair tied neatly into two buns. Her eyes seemed devoid of all life; as though in such deep thought she had managed to leave her body.

"What I'm I going to do?" She wondered as a man walked into the room. "What do you want?" She growled not taking her eyes off the wind.

"The boss wants to have a word with you…"

"And…"

"And, he's not going to come to you so come on."

"If speaking to me is so important; he can come here himself."

"Teneten…" He growled. The young woman known as Tenten glanced back at the man, who was no longer there; she then felt the barrel of a gun stick into her shoulder. "It's not an invitation you can just decline." She sighed.

"Let's just get this over with…" The man smirked as he escorted Tenten out of her room.

Garage

The two entered a large room decorated with motorcycles and lowlifes, all of which where positioned around one man sitting on some wooden crates.

"Tenten…" The man cooed.

"Kousuke…" Tenten replied venomously.

"Now… is that any way to speak to your leader?"

"Leader." She scoffed "More like keeper."

"Keeper? If that's what you'd like to call it after I selflessly gave you the only room in this God Forsaken Warehouse…"

"Yeah and you keep me locked in there till you need me for something!"

"True but only to protect you from my men, who find you just as attractive I do; and would love to partake the same pleasures I have had."

"Can we get on with this?"

"Very well…" Kousuke said as he tossed a to Tenten who caught it with ease. "The guns you made don't work properly. They always miss."

"No, you're just incompetent." Suddenly Kousuke was right in front of her.

"Oh really…" He said this time his voice was more threatening. "Then, you shoot that can on that create dead in the middle." He pointed towards some creates about 120 feet away.

"Alright." She replied confidently as she picked up the gun and aimed for the small soda can. Slowly she veered her sights away from the can, she let her slender finger rest on the trigger.

"Wait all you want; you're not going to hit the target…" He smirked. Tenten sighted and pulled the trigger, sending the bullet sailing through the air and into the can. Kousuke glared at the girl; who now had a superior grin her face. He quickly snatch the gun away from her to examine it. "It has a crooked sight…" He growled as he glared at Tenten. "You made us guns with crooked sights!" Kousuke grabbed her by her shirt color and slamed her into a near by wall. "Do you have any idea of how many of my men died from your faulty gun…?"

"Not nearly enough." Tenten replied angrily. Kousuke gritted his teeth; he looked like he was about to kill her.

"But boss… how come she hit the can?" One of Kousuke's lackeys asked.

"You idiot! She saw this coming! She knows how to correct the faults on her guns!" Kousuke yelled to minion then looked back at the girl; who was still in his grasp. "You saw it coming…" Slowly he began to raise Tenten off the ground. "You did this on purpose!" With that he backhanded her, sending her back to the cold cement floor; where she was seized by two men. "Lock her up!" He tuned to walk away. "I'll deal with her later." Tenten was then drug away, whith her last few ounces of strength she planted her feet and stopped the men. Hearing this Kousuke stopped as well. Tenten smirked.

"You know one day, I'll kill you…" Kousuke chuckled.

"Oh really?" He turned to her. "You and what army?"

Across town

Seven motorcycles raced through the city to meet with there unsuspecting rivals.

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Yeah not the best first chapter in the world, but it's not horrible right? Anyway, you think this'll be a turn around for Tenten, or will it make a bad situation even worse? Share your thought.