Disclaimer: I didn't say it in the last chapter but I do not own Black Lagoon. Also, if I were to count this would really be the first chapter. This first chapter may seen stupid to some, but to other's I hope it reminds you of the original anime series.

Richard Blake was an American man, but he spent most of his life living in Japan. There weren't too many differences between America and Japan-except the different languages, that all the people there looked alike, their currency, food, and of course most of the area being rundown.

Richard Blake was tall, blond, wore his work uniform wherever we went because he didn't want "another" shirt, and had a rare kind of blue-grayish eyes that glistened in the moonlight. Richard was on a cruise with his other co-workers for a big celebration of the bosses retirement. Right now they were all in the upper deck partying their asses off, but Richard was on the lower deck hanging by the railing smoking a cigar.

" If nicotine doesn't kill me than shouting myself would be my second choice."

The entire time at the cruise with his co-workers-his boss, his friends, the janitor-the thing that annoyed the most was having to be around his ex-girlfriend. She was, is, and always would be a whore.

She kept putting her in front of sailor's with her "claws" digging through their chests. Men kept going to her like she was a fox in heat. And then there was his boss. Richard worked late every day, doing every menial task he ever said to him, getting signatures from every company he was asked to visit, and yet the person who would be taking place as his next boss would be his ex-girlfriend-there was no doubt in his mind she would fire him.

" I wonder. Do sharks manifest in these parts of the ocean? If not maybe I can swim to an island. A deserted, desolate island."

"I'm sure lot's of people think that way. You should just focus on the good things of your life. Just focus on the good things."

" What good things? My life is a complete and total shit pit. I wish...I wish...I wish I was never born."

Richard Blake noticed something when he looked at the sea. In the moonlight he could almost see a flare of red hair, and a oiled bald spot of a black man shinning in the light. Richard raised his cigar to his mouth, took one puff, then blew smoke from his mouth.

" What the hell. Did someone invite strippers to show up?"

The motor boat stopped at the side of the cruise. Two figures climbed up the ladder. One of them, a big black guy whoever he was, he was carrying a giant gun. Richard dropped his cigarette at the sight of the BFG-Big-Fucking-Gun.

" Shit! Either these strippers are bringing giant tequila guns to the mixer or their pirates!"

The girl was the first one to reach the top. She was beautiful, in a psycho kind of way. She had beautiful bright red hair in a ponytail, wore a black shirt just helping show her breasts sticking out, skimpy short blue shorts, and gold eyes with a crazed looking smile.

Following up the ladder was the black guy. He was tall and muscular. His muscles were the size of watermelons even though his head was short and bald. He had black shades on his eyes, wore a green vest with long pants, and had a giant machine gun behind his back.

" I can't wait to see the cock-suckers on their motherfuckin' big boat, Dutch," the red-haired girl smiled.

" Make sure to cool it this time, Revy," the black man Dutch said. " Keep your cutlass's in your pants. Rock and Benny aren't with us. I'd appreciate it if we could steal what's in here without causing a stir."

" Whatever. You take the front, I'll take the back." The girl pulled out two guns from her belt. It was hard for Richard to see with it being so dark outside, but he noticed the guns she was using. Dual Modified Beretta M92s. " See you later, Dutchy."

" Hmph. Yeah. See ya, Rebecca."

The black one walked away from Revy, otherwise known as Rebecca, and she walked in Richard's direction. She didn't seem to notice Richard was watching her at the very moment.

" I need to get out of here. I need to get to the upper deck and alert everyone pirates are aboard. I need too..."

" Excuse me, sir," Richard felt a hand touching his shoulder. He jumped from his fingers. When Richard turned around one of the sailor's of the cruise was standing in his midst. " You really shouldn't be down here. The party is upstairs."

" Run!" Richard exclaimed. " Run now."

" What?"

" Run now before she gets you!"

" Sir, your not making any sens-"

There was nothing Richard could do. The sailor was standing too far away from him. A bullet was fired through the sailor's brain exiting his occipital lobe. Getting shot wasn't like in the movies. When someone was shot all parts of his body were gone. Richard caught the sailor before he fell.

" Shit! Shit! Shit! Who the hell did this to you?"

" That would be me, cock-sucker."

Richard felt the tip of a gun touching the back of his neck. He was afraid to turn around. He kneeled down, held his hands up, and choked while the gun was pointing to the back of his neck.

" Please don't hurt me."

" That's a good boy, fucktard. Now I want you to reach in you fuckin' pockets and give me your fuckin' loo-"

The girl Revy reacted in time. One of the sailor's, one with a gun, he raised his gun up and shot a bullet at Revy. She used one of her gun's as a shield. The gun fell out of her hand. In an instant she raised her other gun up and shot the other sailor in his chest. Richard stood up and smacked the gun out of Revy's hands. It fell into the sea.

" Hey, asshole, those things cost a lot of money!"