The next day. Kuroko walked down the streets of Academy city, just outside the garden section. The area of Academy city held the five elite academic schools for developing Esper's in district 7. One particular was Tokiwadai. Even today it still produced many of the elite of the class. Only one was a legend.

She gazed at the massive brick building as she walked closer. Girls going in and out of the building. She looked at a certain set of windows. She smiled ever so slightly. Her memories bloomed like flowers in spring, her cheeks blushed, seeing images of her younger self walking up the same steps. Accompanied by her sissy. The use of powers was strictly prohibited inside the dorm.

An imaginary sharp pain struck her neck, thinking of a certain headmaster. She was tall, slender in build, her hair shoulder length brown and wore glasses. With a pension for snapping necks, Kuroko's.

She quickly glanced up, catching the image of her looking out the window watching the girls. She thought she saw her glance and smile at her and then returned to the girls.

Kuroko slowly shook her head," so long ago…"

A cell phone ringer interrupted her thoughts. She reached into her pocket, pulling out the small cylindrical tube, pulling out a thin film. "It's me." She spoke.

"KKuroko…" A young woman's voice nervously spoke.

"Yes. What is it?" She blew out an annoyed breath, as she thinned her eyes.

"yyour requested to come to the office." She quickly spoke, hesitated, spoke again, "looks like they found one." Kuroko shook her head, "finally." She hung up. She slipped the phone into her pocket, biting her lower lip in anticipation. She twisted her shoulders, cracking her neck and then she teleported.


A tall slender woman was standing by the windows, watching the young girls going up and down the steps to Tokiwadai. When she saw a former student. She was dressed in black tightfitting leather pants, with black cropped top struggling to hold her breast exposing her stomach. Wearing a long leather coat that fell to her ankles. Her long reddish-brown hair tied falling to her waist. The woman smiled catching a glance from the former student. She reached up, adjusting her glasses, "hello, Kuroko Shirai." letting her glasses sit on the bridge of her nose. She lifted her hand, gave the former student and troublemaker, a small finger waves, her smile slowly faded. She looked back at the young students going and leaving Tokiwadai.


Kuroko teleported next to her desk as she appeared in her office. The single window allowed light into the room filled with files. A small desk and a single desktop and a tablet. There were no pictures, no personal items no door.

She snatched the tablet, teleported into the hallway. She moved quickly down the hall towards the door with the simple plain black lettering. Therestina Kihara lifeline.

"Come in…" She spoke softly, "Kuroko."

Kuroko closed her eyes, clenching her teeth. Hating every letter of her name, ever word that came out of that woman's mouth. She gripped the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Therestina was behind her desk. All smiles, cocking her head like a curious kitten. But Kuroko knew the façade. Behind that cute kitten exterior with a tigress that would easily eat her young. She took a few steps entering the room, picking up their stench before seeing them.

Three men dressed in black fatigues. She recognized them as members of the hound dogs. The elite force that only took orders from Therestina. She had worked with them previously. Besides her, they were one of the few that openly showed their faces.

They handle the covert operations that were against military conduct and against the law. As a paramilitary organization they carried out their missions regardless of any damage or consequences, including the elimination of witnesses, the abductions of innocent individuals in the cleaning up of any unwanted. They often used Western names as aliases. They wore masks to hide their identity. Because most worked in the public sector, such as teachers, doctors, office managers etc.

Kuroko knew these three worked only for Academy city. And this was their only job. That came with very special perks. All expenses were paid plus a generous allowance and a very nice place to live. She looked at the man by the desk.

Gilles de Rais. An older gentleman, to use the term loosely. Shorter than Kuroko. His baldhead glistened with sweat. His black eyes too small for his face. His nose too big. His cheeks pockmarked. Short black hair finished the grotesque ensemble. He lifted his fat hands, rubbing his chin with his chubby fingers.

Andrei Chikatilo. A piece of Eastern European trash. Young in his late 20s. His shaved head, a few days old black stubble on the top of his head. a poor excuse for a beard with long thin strands decorated his chin. His body was lean and strong. His eyes hinted of a psychopath bordering on sociopath.

and the third member of the macabre group.

Albert fish. An older man with gray receding hair and wrinkles around his gray blue eyes showing his age. He was unshaven and his skin ruddy in appearance. He held himself like a younger man. Having previous military experience.

She never liked to stand too close to him there was something uncomfortable about his aura. She knew each of the men. Each one a killer in their own right. She had seen the work many times on missions outside Academy city. Her stomach clenched, the back of her throat burned, her displeasure was visible.

"Same to you." De Rais spoke, grinning sadistically. He puckered his lips, blowing her a kiss.

Kuroko held a nasty expression, crinkling her nose as the stench of liver and onions permeated the air. "God dammit, Gilles" she spoke of her distaste for his favorite sandwich. Liver and onions and sauerkraut with spicy mustard.

Andrei and Fish chuckled, shaking their heads. Kuroko knew she wasn't an angel but compared to them she was as close as one could get.

"What the Fuck are these Neanderthals here?!" she spat, distained covered her face, her finger slipping along her 12-inch metal spikes around her thighs. De Rais put his hand on the grip of his large caliber pistol hanging on his hip. Andrei and Fish open their eyes wide, taking a step back, each reaching for the pistol on their hips.

"You can't teleport here bitch." De Rais spit the words out, an ugly sneer crossed his face. Therestina grinned, leaning back in her chair as her eyes lit up, very excited.

Kuroko cocked her head, her eyes moving quickly accessing the situation then she slowly grinned. Her right arm moved, in blink of an eye, slipping underneath her leather long coat and pulled out a 50 caliber automag. The barrel gleamed, his reflection caught in Kuroko's narrowed eyes, her lips curled, her fingers teasing the trigger.

"Who's the bitch now!" she spoke with a malicious grin.

The three men didn't have time to react. She was the fastest. Their hands hanging over the grips, fingers shaking, weapons still in their holsters.

De Rais, his hand shaking as his fingers let go of the grip, slowly lifting his hand up and away from the pistol. "Easy now…" He spoke, his attitude quickly changing as his voice cracked, "just kidding…"

He nervously chuckled as his lips curled into a weak smile. He quickly looked at the other two. Both trembling with eyes wide with their heads up their asses. "We're all in the same boat."

A nervous heavy silence stripped the air.

Kuroko glaring at De Rias. Andrei and Fish swallowing hard, their hearts pounding in their chest, slowly lifted their hands up, "take it easy!" shaking their heads as they looked at Therestina.

Therestina thinned her eyes, "so much fun." Looking like a cat about to pounce, blowing out a breath, "I feel little wet right now. All this testosterone and big guns in my office." She scooted closer to the desk, reached over into the door and pulled out a paper file.

"Kuroko." Her voice hardened becoming serious, "kill him or keep him."

She tapped the screen of her tablet, laying on her desk, "either way I don't give a fuck."

De Rais Eyes widened, "wait! … You can't!"

"Can't I…" Kuroko spoke curling the right side of her lip, cocking her head, taking a step backwards, "don't want to get dirty."

Therestina waited, her fingers intertwined on the desk waiting patiently.

"Hurry." She spoke, "so have time to get a replacement." She smiled sincerely.

"The devil you know." Kuroko whispered, exhaling as she lowered her weapon, sliding it underneath the long black heavy coat behind her back. "I don't know how but you would try to find someone who is more of a dick than him" Very well." Therestina smiled, tapping the screen again, "here's the mission."