((Yay! I actually got some reviews in chapter one! Woot. Woot. Well, that was all I needed in order to post this chapter, which I hope all of you enjoy! By the way, I had totally forgotten that there was a massive time difference between America and Japan, so just bear with me please! Well, I hope you like it, and please review afterwards! I welcome flames! -MC Penguin))

Chapter 2:

"Kokoro? Fame Douglas has another daughter?" said Christie. She was surprised that Donovan had told her such news. She was never aware that Fame Douglas had had more than one child.

"It would seem so." replied Donovan. "She lives in a village in Japan, along with her mother, Miyako."

"Miyako? Sounds familiar."

"She was a geisha that Fame slept with while on a trip to Japan. The child he produced is lucky to be alive---he would've killed her if it Miyako hadn't begged him not to." explained Donovan. He was readying the computer so that he could brainwash Lisa and Tina. "But furthermore, I've already programmed the coordinates into your laptop. Your flight leaves at eleven."

Christie glanced at the clock. It was ten thirty.

"I guess I had better get going," said Christie.

"That'd be a good idea. Now, keep in mind that she's a very skilled fighter. She won't come easily, so you'll have to do as you did these two." Donovan explained. "And, if you can, find another recruit for your team. Our time is limited to defeat Helena---she'll only be in America for a couple more days."

"Don't worry---I'll be back before sunrise, if possible."

With that, Christie exited the room. As she made her way to the car once again, she thought about who she could recruit with ease. Maybe she could get one of the ninjas from the Dead or Alive tournament to aid her…Of course, that would only work if the coordinates of Kokoro's village were near theirs'. When she was inside the car, she reached over and pressed a button on her glove compartment. From it appeared her laptop computer. It was already on and had the coordinates of where she was to go was on the screen.

"Hmm…" Christie said, staring hard at the location of Kokoro's village. "Ayane's village is only a little ways away. I should convince her to help me out."

WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

The moon was full as Christie drove to DOATEC's private airport. She rolled down the driver's seat window and let the cool night air run through her silky white hair. She wasn't anticipating the trip to Japan that she was soon going to take, but hey, if it was getting her a few thousand dollars, it was worth it. Christie began to wonder why she loved her job so much---why she enjoyed the scent of blood, the frightening faces of her prey…she wondered why she was so psychotic.

There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and Christie wished that it would rain. She loved a cold rainfall---it soothed her. Suddenly she remembered about the mutation. Maybe it would work this time! She wasn't in the special suit that Donovan had made her, but she wasn't planning on creating lighting. A couple raindrops wouldn't hurt her turquoise and white jumpsuit---even if she was braless.

Christie pulled over to the side of the road and looked up to the sky. She concentrated fiercely, looking up to the sky with intense eyes. She was determined to make it rain. Her head began to ache after awhile, but she was persistent. She wasn't going to give up just because of a little headache---she'd faced much more pain before.

After maybe about six or seven minutes of staring at the sky, a tiny rain droplet landed onto Christie's face. The assassin smiled. However, she didn't smile out of the fact that she had successfully stolen from a wealthy family, nor did she smile because she had outrun the cops. For the first time in a long time she smiled out of pure happiness. Soon after the first drop of rain had fallen there came another…and then another…and then another. Soon a hard shower was pouring onto the earth, and it was all Christie's doing. Donovan's experiment had worked.

Soon Christie was at the airport, climbing onto Donovan's private black jet with her laptop in her grasp. Once she had sat down, though, the stewardess came to her and said that they wouldn't be able to leave.

"What do you mean? I've got to get to Japan." said Christie after hearing the news.
"We understand that, ma'am, but, due to this severe rain storm, we won't be able to travel safely." replied the stewardess. Christie let out a small chuckle. She didn't realize that by making it rain she'd jeopardized her plane ride to Tokyo. She looked outside and began to focus once again. Stopping the rain was more easier than starting it, and soon the skies were clear once again.

"Now can we fly?" Christie asked the stewardess.

"Um, if the pilot says so!" she replied. She rushed back to cockpit and got the message from the pilot. They'd be taking off in five minutes.

WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

The streets of Tokyo faded as Christie drove up into the mountains. She was now in a rental car that Donovan had paid for, so she had to set her computer in the passenger's seat. She looked at the directions on the map on her laptop. The village where Kokoro lived was about eighty miles away. However, all of the detours and what-not would probably delay her about thirty minutes. She'd also have find somewhere to park, which wouldn't be easy.

As the hours past, Christie became more and more impatient. The village didn't seem to get any nearer, and the rough terrain of the forest paths caused her stomach to become upset. Soon she was forced to park the car under a large tree and continue the search on foot. Although Christie was well aware of all of the dangers of Japanese forests, she wasn't worried. Her fighting techniques had saved her life before, and they could very well do it again.

After printing out the location of the village from her laptop, Christie began to walk deep into the forests. She wasn't frightened at all, and instead viewed it as if the threats of the forest were looking at her in fear, instead of it being vice versa. There was something apparently in the trees as Christie walked through the forest, and when she saw the sight of something purple, she stopped.

"Ayane, show yourself!" Christie called out.

The wind billowed, and a small figure appeared from within the shadows. There stood Ayane, a deadly kunoichi of the Hajinmon tribe, dressed in her usual purple outfit and sporting an unhappy face.

"Christie? What are you doing here?" Ayane asked.

"I'm here on business."

"Business? Of what kind? Are you here on behalf of DOATEC?" Ayane interrogated.

"Of course not." said Christie. "They fired me, along with a lot of other employees, once Helena inherited the organization. Now a former colleague and I have teamed up and are planning on destroying Helena and all other members of the Douglas family."

"Is that so?" said Ayane, a bit overwhelmed. She had no idea that she was falling for Christie's trick. "That still doesn't explain why you are in Japan."

"Well, I am to apprehend Helena's sibling, Kokoro." Christie replied.

"Kokoro? Sounds familiar---I think she is one of the young girls living in the geisha village nearby." said Ayane. She didn't show any surprise at hearing that Helena had a sister---Christie guessed that her ninja clan had already found out beforehand.

"Do you think you could lead me to her?" asked Christie, beginning to lure Ayane in.

"I suppose so…I haven't got anything better to do. The last sight of Kasumi was near Tokyo, and there are already assassins stationed there, so I have no need to follow after her." said Ayane. "Now, you must follow me. And be quiet about it---I don't want anybody to know that I've left my post."

"Thanks," said Christie, beginning to follow the purple-haired ninja deep into the woods. "But, why are you helping me?"

"Anyone who wants to overthrow DOATEC is my ally, or so I think…" She shot Christie a glare.

"Don't worry…I won't do anything that either of us will regret."

WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Ayane began to lead Christie to a nearby village where Kokoro lived. Christie was glad that she was able to sweet talk her way into getting Ayane's help, but she still had to think of something that would convince her to come back to America with her. She might come if Christie simply just asked, for the sole purpose was to assassinate Helena and all of the people involved with her. Ayane might like this idea, especially since DOATEC and the entire Douglas bloodline was the second thing she hated most, right after Kasumi.

Watchful eyes observed Christie and Ayane from the shadows. However, neither of them sensed it. Instead they kept trudging onwards towards the village which was only about ten feet away. There were no lights on throughout it whatsoever, and nothing could be heard.

"Everyone is asleep," whispered Ayane. "Do you know which house she lives in?"

Christie glanced at the map. "Over here…" Christie led this time, and took Ayane to a house that was rather deep inside the village. Luckily neither of them was seen nor heard, for they were expertly traveling in the shadows. Christie felt like somewhat of a ninja, and was hoping that she could get her job done like one---quickly and stealthily.

When the two reached Kokoro's house, they went around back and peeked into an open window. There laid Kokoro, sound asleep in her nightgown, spread peacefully across a futon bed. Christie double-checked the picture printed next to the map just to make sure it was her. "Yep, that's her…" whispered Christie.

"She sure has a big head," added Ayane with a chuckle.

Christie smirked, then said, "Well, how the hell am I supposed to kidnap her while she's in there?"

Ayane couldn't help but give out a faint giggle once again. "For a professional assassin, you still have much to learn. When you're in a situation like this, you don't go to your prey, but instead you make your prey come to you."

"You're awfully wise in the expertise of killing for someone at such a young age." remarked Christie as Ayane began looking around Kokoro's home for something that would make somewhat of a sound.

"Believe me, I've learned from the best." Ayane looked down at the mask on her hip. She felt her eyes began to water, so she continued looking for something that would make some sort of sound. "If we make some sort of sound that'll wake Kokoro, she'll have to get out of bed in order to see what has happened…"

"Is she that brave?"

"Well, these geishas have to defend themselves…I would assume that she would come and check everything out---especially for her mother's sake." Ayane finally found something around the side of Kokoro's abode that would make a definite sound.

"I see," said Christie. "Hey, what are you doing with that?"

Ayane had put on her mask that was usually placed on the side of her hip and had taken her kunai from its holder. She held it high over her head and targeted a barrel full of water that was next to Kokoro's home. Hopefully it would make some sort of sound that would attract Kokoro outside.

"One…two…three!" cried out Ayane in whisper, and slashed the barrel's side. The knife hitting the wood of the barrel made a slight sound, but not one that would wake the girl inside. However, the leaking water did.

The eyes in the shadows still kept a close watch on Christie and Ayane as they prepared for the arrival of Kokoro. Inside, Kokoro had slipped on her sheath as she walked out of the front door of her home and around the corner to see why the water was leaking. "Oh, the dog must've bitten it," Kokoro was saying to herself as she got nearer.

However, when she turned the corner, she didn't find her dog---instead, she found a very frightening ninja awaiting her arrival. Kokoro opened her mouth to scream, but Ayane was much too quick for her. In seconds Ayane had the young girl in her clasp, her snow white hands tightly cupped over Kokoro's mouth.

Kokoro was in a fit of squeals, but they were muffled and couldn't be heard under the clasp of the young ninja's palms. Christie, who had watched the marvelous scene, ripped pieces of Kokoro's sheath in order to cover her mouth and tie her hands together so that she couldn't do anything about her capture. Once Christie and Ayane had apprehended the girl, they began walking back towards Christie's car. The eyes that had also watched Kokoro's capture followed them.

"That was quite impressive," complimented Christie.

"Thank you," said Ayane, taking off her mask and placing it on her hip once more. "Now, do you need any further assistance?"

"Actually, I was hoping that you might be able to come back to America with me…My colleague and I could definitely use a woman of your talents in the assassination of Helena and everyone in cahoots with her." said Christie. Ayane gave her an unsure look.

"Hayate-sama would not be pleased," said Ayane. "But, I don't think he'd be too upset that I am going to aid in the destruction of DOATEC…this could be my one and only chance to prove to him that I am just as impressive as Kasumi…"

"So will you come?"

"I believe I will. I will just send out a message telling the others that I have left on a plane in search of Kasumi…"

"Make sure your excuse is believable…" reminded Christie.

"Actually, that's what we ninja have been pondering a lot about lately…Kasumi has been nowhere to be seen in weeks, and we think that she is in some other country." Ayane pointed out. "Hayate-sama is searching the outskirts of China, and Ryu has been searching for her elsewhere. I might as well go to the states…"

"Sounds reasonable." said Christie. "But, how are you supposed to send this message out?"

"Kunai."

Ayane took the spare kunai that she had and cut herself with it. She began to pour out blood immediately, and with it she wrote something in Japanese along blade. Then she launched it far away---hoping that one of the ninjas within the forest would find it.

All the while Kokoro had been sobbing continuously, but hadn't tried to free herself. She knew there was no use. Whatever these two women were to do with her would be her fate, and she was well aware that she might not see daylight again. She wondered if they were going to kill her or do something else of a treacherous sort. When she spied Christie's car parked under the tree, she could only imagine about what she was in for.

As Christie and Ayane approached the car, so did the watchful eyes, except they were carefully set in the tree above the vehicle. The eyes watched as Christie violently shoved Kokoro into the back seat, and then sat down on the driver's side. Ayane mimicked the movement, except she entered on the passenger's side. The eyes knew that they'd have to travel fast if they wanted to keep up with the three inside the car.

WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Christie and Ayane had arrived back at the private airport in a matter of hours. Kokoro was wide awake in the backseat, her eyes puffy and red from all of the silent weeping she'd been doing. She was too afraid of the two women who had captured her that she didn't make one sound. She didn't even sniffle.

Christie led Ayane, who tugged Kokoro behind her, up to the jet. The eyes hid behind the car that was parked near it. They would have to get onto the jet if they were to help Helena and the girl Christie and Ayane had captured.

On board, Christie sat Kokoro in a seat all by her lonesome while she and Ayane sat across from each other, about to enjoy some beverages that the stewardess had prepared. Kokoro leaned back against her seat and continued to weep. The eyes saw her from outside of the jet while looking into the window, and knew that they'd have to act fast if they wanted to save the poor thing.

The pilot revved up the jet's engine and closed the entrance stairway. He checked the plane's turbulence and what-not, and soon they were ready for lift-off. The pilot gunned the gas pedal so that the jet's wheels began to move, and when they were air bound, and he brought the wheels in, he also brought in something else---something with watchful eyes, and red hair.