Chapter 0: Fateful Encounter

Kanon, in his Assassin White tunic, sat on top of a building. A gust of wind lightly brushed past his hood, revealing the intense eyes that lied hidden beneath it.

"Time to get to work..." he muttered to himself as he watched over the city, hanging out with the birds that occupy the rooftop. He noticed a bale of hay sitting under him, and figured that he could use it as a cushion to break his fall. With a shrug, he got up from his spot, wiped any dirt that tainted his pure white treads, and spread his arms out like a pair of wings before stepping towards the edge of the roof.

The Assassin closed his eyes before his descent to free fall, knowing that fate guided him towards that safety net. He can't die... or rather; he knows that he WOULDN'T die, unless it was his time. With that in mind, he smiled and jumped off the roof. His hood resembled a beak, and his arms a set of wings; those two combined made him look like a majestic eagle.

But no one saw it. Kanon hit the hay bale in a blink of an eye, and got out as fast as he could. A few pieces of hay stuck to his clothes, but other than that, Kanon got out relatively unscathed. He checked the vambrace he donned on his left arm for the Hidden Blade: It was still there, sitting pretty underneath his sleeve. He also checked the Sword of Rain that rested in his waist: Still there. He smiled, and walked away.

But he didn't get far; a beauty caught his eye. Kanon stood silent as a woman dressed with a pink vest with a white shirt underneath walked past him, brushing against his shoulder. Kanon was speechless: Who was she?

Kanon didn't hesitate... at least, not more than he already did... to introduce himself. He spun around as she walked away, and ran to catch up to her, tapping on her shoulder to get her attention.

"What do you want?" she said coldly, as fire bred in her eyes.

Kanon was slightly taken back. Was he in the wrong?

"I just wanted to get your name, Miss."

"Why? It's not like you'd remember... It's not like anybody will remember it..."

Her eyes quickly shifted away from him, but Kanon saw her eyes shimmer a little. Was she crying? Before Kanon could ask, the woman just turned away.

"I have to go to work," she said with a cold heart, as she resumed walking away from him. Kanon didn't let up.

"A woman as beautiful as you need not work," Kanon replied with a smile, but the woman only turned around for a brief second to give her answer.

"Unfortunately, it is my beauty that gives me work..."

Kanon didn't understand her cryptic response, but the woman didn't stand there long enough to clear things up. She kept on walking.

Kanon saw sadness in her eyes... he wanted to know her story.

"Fate may decide what happens, but sometimes... we need to create our own.

With that in mind, he decided to tail the woman.