A little background this takes place early season eight before Enemies Domestic. ATTENTION I OWN NOTHING AND TAKE NO CREDIT, EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT AND OCS.

Warnings: Mentions of past torture and rape.

Prologue

4:30 PM November 19, 2010, West Virginia

The thing about assassins is that they all have a signature a specific way that they kill, knives, guns, poisons, swords, strangulation, breaking the spinal cord, and paperclips. The best assassins were raised from birth with that purpose in mind, to be heartless killers, to take away there humanity, and emotions, but that does not always work.

This is a story of the children of Eli David, and how they found there way back to each other.

It was a sunny day in the middle of West Virginia, mid-November, with the chill of winter beginning to set in, and Dr. Aaron Cohen, and his wife Katherine Cohen, were watching there four almost five-year-old daughter, Hasmia "Mia" Cohen play in their paved drive way.

Katherine pecked her husband affectionately on the lips, before heading inside to cook dinner, Aaron was a good cook, and he cooked a lot, but there were only so many exotic dishes she could have in a week and sometimes she wanted something a little more American.

Aaron watched his wife go inside their house, and could not help, but smile, about how far he had come, he had never expected to get married or have a beautiful daughter, for once in is life he was somewhat content. The only thing missing at least for him was his daughter, getting to know her aunt, or his younger sister.

Thinking about his younger sister was always bittersweet, he had managed to get her away from their father through his "death" but know he could never see her. That pained him greatly, after all through their childhood, all they had was each other, when their youngest went to live far away from their father.

Aaron, thought about his younger sister who in was especially skilled with the knife, before he was swept out of his memories, by the sound of a car pulling up, and stopping a couple houses away from his. If only he knew what the car would start, in the next few years, causing him to travel to all ends of the earth.

Looking at the car and getting a feeling in his gut, Aaron, knew right then and there that something was about to happen.

"Mia, go inside with your mother," Aaron hollered when he saw several armed people get out of the car, and start walking towards him, why they came in broad daylight was a fact he knew all to well. Hoping that Mia was safely inside with her mother, even though his gut told him otherwise.

"Why Aba," Mia asked confused, since they usually stayed out until dinner was ready, confirming Aarons fears that Mia was still out with him accepting the fact that he would have to protect the both of them.

Aaron pulled out the gun he kept on his ankle, for how skilled he was with guns his sister was equally skilled if not better with knives. Preparing himself for what was to come as the four-armed men came closer. If he was by himself and about five years younger, he would be able to take them out easily, but he had been out of practice and had a four year old to watch out for now.

Preparing himself for the fight ahead even if it means death.

5:00 PM November 19, 2010 Washington DC.

Looking around her lonely apartment and sighing Ziva, thought about the last few days, everyone had been on there last nerves for the past two days. The case the were working on was the rape and murder of either young Navy Officers, or the daughters of Navy Officers, and they had been working on it for the last four days, once the rape and murder of a high-ranking Admirals daughters happened. Between herself, Tony, Abby, McGee and Gibbs the had probably gotten maybe eighteen hours.

It was how the day ended that really bothered her, McGee was waiting for Abby, Gibbs was gone, so it was just her and Tony left, when he made a comment about her lack of emotions through the case, which really stung, because the case was bothering her, she just was good at faking. Somehow from their it evolved into a full-on argument, and now they were probably not going to be talking.

Ziva was so caught up in her thoughts that if she had been paying attention, she would have noticed the three men lurking in the corners of her apartment.

There was a loud creaking sound from behind Ziva causing her to look around behind her she was startled to see a guy behind her, pulling a knife out. She prepared herself for a fight and spun around surveying the room and was disappointed in herself that there were three men in total, and she only saw them because she had creaky floors.

The guys closes to her saw that she had seen all of them, and started moving towards her, throwing her knife at the guy farthest away, she quickly turned back to the one who was a few feet away and flung him to the ground by grabbing his arm. Once he was on the ground, she pushed her knee against his throat effectively crushing his windpipe. She felt a sharp pan on her ribs, looking down she realized the guy she took down, had stabbed her, holding onto her side Ziva started to get up off of the guy. Before she could fully get up, she felt something hit her head then everything went black.

7:00 PM November 19, 2010. Undisclosed Location.

Smiling a grin that most would find evil, he hung up his phone, the packages were delivered and on their way to his secret base. Now he could finally get revenge on Eli David for killing his children ten years ago, by killing and destroying his bloodline. He had suspicions that Ari Haswari was alive for awhile know, and due to his moles in several high-ranking agencies, including Mossad, Interpol, MI6, and the CIA he had finally found him.

Tomorrow he would start torturing the David children, along with Eli David's only grandchild if he could bring himself to, but it was hard to torture children, they were so innocent, you could see it in their eyes. It really depends on whether he wanted to have the innocence drain from her eyes. Laughing to himself, he rubbed his hands together and anticipated tomorrow like a young child might anticipate their birthday.