If there was one thing even the most isolated person knew, it was the fact that the Black Rose Sisters were one of the most dangerous criminal organizations around.

Now they weren't biological sisters per say, but they considered each other family. The four women who were abandoned and betrayed by society left a trail of bodies in their wake.

These sisters had a sense of warped justice, erasing those who harmed innocents. They believed they could regain the world's favor by doing so.

Unfortunately, it drove everyone insane. Their name was taboo, whispered only in the dead of night. Those who dared to speak their personal names, vanished the next day. It was clear that sisters wished to keep their identities hushed.

The Black Rose Sisters were an enigma to Japan's citizens. On some occasions, they appeared out of nowhere, having fun, and teasing each other. It was as if they were oblivious to the horrors of the world. On others, the aura of death surrounded them.

Everyone knew how to spot a member easily. Their signature fascinator; a black rose and dark blue feathers held together by ribbon encircling the hat.

They always wore it, seemingly never seen without it. Their clothes were a different story.

Their leader, Fukuzawa Sunako wore a winter dress with a long slit on the side. A wide strip of buttons adorned the middle of the dress. At the collar was faux fur, and showed a bit of cleavage. It partially covered a web-like material extending into a choker. Her sleeves had large cuffs, four buttons keeping them together. An array of blue feathers were sewed onto the shoulder. The front was connected by two pieces of jewelry. Fingers were hidden by white silk gloves, and she sported skin tight leggings. Her heels carried a black rose as well, tips pointing upwards like an elf's.

The group's second in command, Suzuki Yukine, was seen wearing sunglasses. She donned a white dress shirt, showing a lot of her chest, tucked into a pair of black shorts. White lace rimmed the bottom, and her shorts were held together by a thin belt. Her sleeves were cut off above the elbows, small bows tied from the excess material. Unlike her leader, she had on ankle boot heels.

The Black Rose Sister's medic, Nakamaru Kaori, dressed in a simple shin length white skirt. With it, a white long sleeved dress shirt was tucked in. Above both garments, was a black apron-like covering, imprinted with two cobwebs. She wore silk black gloves, and flats. Underneath, were black stockings. Around her neck was a tie halfway hidden under the apron, tying the outfit together.

The last woman was the organization's strategist, Inoue Akane. Her outfit consisted of a black sleeveless dress shirt; a sliver of red appearing. Three large red buttons kept the shirt closed. The collar was lined in gold. Her skirt was black, and knee length. On her arms were two long gloves. It was ombre, starting from black to red. At her hair was a small bat clip. To finish her look, she also had on flats.

While their styles didn't compliment each other, there was no mistake when it came to teamwork.

Their group was like a hive, working fluently without complicated orders.

I know what you're thinking. You're probably wondering why I know such details.

Well, I am Fukuzawa Sunako, leader of the Black Rose Sisters. This is my story, on how a litter of kittens changed me and my sister's lives.