Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss. I do wish I owned Aya though. This fic is 100% mine!

A/N: More to come this is just the prologue.

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What is that liquid splattered on the floor? My companion's three lifeless bodies by the door. I am an assassin. Not just a common murderer but a hunter guilty of my sin.

That liquid it is white. "No wait! It's turning red!" I smile with delight. I carry this guilt over my head everyday. Telling myself, "You do not deserve to be loved by anyone, no, no one and not in any way.

Our team is made of four. Omi, Ken, Yohji, with me no more. And as I sit and weep. My dear sister Aya they take and keep.

My heart is full of sorrow. I do not deserve to see tomorrow. I am a hunter of the night Ridding the world of what is evil and fighting for what is right.

Our team we once called Weiss. And for my weakness it was them to pay the price. I feel tears slide down my cheeks. I open my mouth and try to speak.

I am a killer; I murdered the darter. I stabbed the player. And I slaughtered the J-Leaguer.