When I finally got home with Jason, it was around two o'clock, and Sonny was waiting for us in the front room. Carly was all ready asleep.

I chewed my bottom lip when I saw Sonny; I figured he would be mad.

Jason squeezed my shoulder and looked over at Sonny. "Sorry we're so late, we had, business."

Sonny looked up.

I blinked slowly, and started to shake. He was crying. Tears were filling his eyes and a single tear went down his cheek. "Dad, what is it?" I asked quietly.

Jason narrowed his eyes. "What happened?"

He slowly stood up and walked over to us. He slowly took hold of my shoulders, and looked into my red eyes.

I swallowed and calmed myself so my eyes were steady as I looked at his shaking ones.

"You are leaving."

I blinked. "What? What do you mean?"

"The Yakuza were given instructions to kill you, at all costs. You must leave right now."

"Now?" I asked, my eyes wide. "Where do I go?"

"The Carrington Institute, where you will be trained further as an agent, not just some random gang member." He said, and slowly let go of my shoulders. "Go get dressed. And get everything you have."

I slowly nodded. "All right." I jogged to my room and started packing quickly.

"Jason, I want you to pick up that boy, Simon Camden, from his home. Send Caspian in, she'll be less noticeable. Then go to the Carrington Institute, here's the map." Sonny handed Jason a map, and folded his arms. "Be careful while leaving, and when you get there, just drop them both off. Dr. Carrington has everything else set up. Her transportation, her clothes, and her weapons."

Jason nodded. "Ok."

I slung my backpack over my shoulders and picked up my small suitcase. I walked back into the front room and looked up at Sonny. "Ok, I'm ready."

He turned to look at me and smiled. "When you're done at Carrington, you can come back. But keep this in mind, that might not happen for many years."

I nodded. "All right. Keep in touch?"

"I'll try," he looked at Jason and nodded.

I stretched my neck and licked my lips. "Jason, wait outside for me?"

He nodded and left.

I looked at Sonny and walked up in front of him. "I'll miss you, and I'll never forget what you did for me,"

He nodded. "I know. I'll miss you too. But when you come back, you'll be untouchable. Come see me first thing when you're done,"

I nodded. "Tell Carly, I mean, mom, that I love her."

He smiled and nodded. "I will."

"Thanks. For everything." I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight.

He hugged me back and kissed the top of my head. "Take care."

I gave him a squeeze and left the house. I looked up at Jason as he started his motorcycle, and swallowed. "How long will it take to get there?"

"Well, first we have to get something. Otherwise, I say the whole night and we'll be there around noon." He handed me a helmet and pushed up the kickstand.

I nodded, pulled the helmet on, and wrapped one arm around him and with the other held onto my suitcase.

Jason started down the normal streets that I knew since I had joined a gang, and then turned down one that didn't belong to either the Mafia or the Yakuza. He pulled up in front of a house at the gate and turned off the engine. "Go find Simon. Quickly." Jason muttered to me.

I blinked and pulled off my helmet. "Simon? Why?"

"Just do it!" He snapped quietly.

I swallowed and ran up the drive to the house. I snuck in easily enough, and peered in almost all the rooms until I found Simon. He was sleeping on his bed, but not in his pajamas. Well, what a coincidence.

I put my hand on his mouth gently, and pulled him up quickly off his bed.

He jolted, but he couldn't yell because I had my hand on his mouth. I pushed him in front of a mirror in his room and leaned over so he could see me.

"Shh." I whispered, and slowly let him go.

He turned to me. "Caspian!? What are you doing here?!" he asked quietly.

I smiled. "I'm here to pick you up. Get some clothes, and anything important. But only bring one or two backpacks, ok? We're on a motorcycle."

He blinked, but still obeyed and gathered some stuff into two of his backpacks lying around.

When he had everything, he slung his backpacks over his shoulders and nodded.

I nodded back, and led him out of the house the way I came so we wouldn't make a noise. I ran to Jason's motorcycle, pulled my helmet on, and jumped on in front of Jason.

Simon, amazingly not complaining, got on behind Jason.

"So, can you really go with three people?" I asked Jason as he started the motorcycle and took off.

"Not exactly. But you can drive one, can't you?"

I nodded.

"That's why we're dropping by one of Sonny's men's houses. He has a motorcycle that he never uses, and he won't miss it." Jason said as he turned a corner slowly.

I laughed. "Good thing Sonny knows so many people."

Jason nodded, and pulled up in front of a small house with tons of junk outside of it. "Right there, get that moto. It always has the keys in it."

I jumped off his bike with my stuff and ran over to the motorcycle that looked almost just like his, only it was red. I put my small suitcase in the motorcycle's compartment and locked it securely. I made sure my backpack would stay on me, then started the bike and turned it to follow Jason.

I yawned and stretched my arms.

Jason looked over at me. "Don't fall asleep on that bike, Cass. We're almost there."

"Oh, goody." I muttered, and we kept going down a skinny driveway.

Jason soon stopped his bike and got off. "Here we are." He said.

I looked up and yawned. "Can I go to bed now?"

Simon was already asleep, still on the bike. I was surprised that he hadn't fallen off yet.

Jason chuckled. "Do I have to carry you up?"

I looked at him through glazed eyes. "You mind?"

He rolled his eyes. "I'll get the bags, you get Simon."

I sighed and walked over to Simon. "Yo, get up!" I snapped at the blonde boy, and shook him awake.

He groaned. "What the heck was that for?"

"To wake you up. Come on, we're here."

He looked up and yawned again. "Whatever."

I rolled my eyes and trudged after Jason. When I got into the huge building, Jason was talking with a heavyset man. I walked up to them and leaned on Jason, who stared down at. "Can I go to sleep? Please!!!"

Simon yawned beside me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me off Jason. "Wake up, Caspian."

I groaned and pushed him away. "Shut up."

The man laughed. "Come, I will show you to your rooms!"

After Jason had thrown our bags into our rooms, and Simon had crawled into the bed we were supposed to share, I leaned in the doorway of our apartment and smiled at Jason, who was standing out it the hallway.

"Thanks Jason." I yawned.

He nodded. "No problem. But when you're done here, remember to come back home."

I nodded. "Got it." I walked to him and hugged him.

He blinked and hugged me back. "Bye…"

"See ya." I muttered, and waved to him. I shut the door behind me and dropped into the bed I shared with Simon, whom was already asleep. I crawled up next to him and went to sleep…

"Hey, she said she didn't want to have visitors," Jason snapped at a boy with bleached blonde hair. He put his hand forward, and the blonde stopped against it.

"Get out of my way, Jason." He snapped.

"Shut up!" Jason grabbed the boy's shoulders and slammed him into a wall.

"Hey, what's going on? Jason, let him go." Sonny pulled Jason off of the boy.

Jason snorted, and took a few steps backwards.

The blonde boy glared at Sonny. "One day you'll push someone, Sonny, and they'll push back. I only hope I'll be there to watch." He pushed by the boy, and crashed into another blonde boy's side.

He snorted. "Watch it, kid! I'm walking here!"

"Get a life, thug." The other boy snorted.

"Hey! He said watch it, kid." I snarled, stepping beside Simon. "And I suggest you leave now, unless you want your mouth ripped off…" my hands flexed to my sides, where my two Falcon's rested.

The boy snorted and shoved by us.

"Kids." I muttered, and stepped forward. "Sonny?"

Sonny and Jason turned around. "Yeah?"

I stiffened, and Simon looked around.

"I don't like hospitals, I've been here too many times to take care of you." Simon muttered, scowling.

"Shut up." I snarled quietly, hitting him with my elbow.

Jason folded his arms and stood beside Sonny. "What do you two want?" he looked us up and down. "And why the hell are you decked with weapons?"

I shifted. I was wearing a tight black outfit with a tighter blue top and pants. On my shins, thighs, and lower arms were silver armor blades; I wore black buckle boots on my feet and around my thighs was two falcons and around my ankles was blades tucked into my boots, mostly. Snapped around my wrists were smaller throwing darts, or knives rather. My hair was cut short and I wore silver sunglasses on my eyes. "All agents dress like this, Morgan."

Jason glared at me. "How did you know my name? Who the hell are you two?"

Sonny narrowed his eyes at us.

Simon snarled. "Don't you talk to her like that, you jackass."

I snorted. "Shut up."

He shifted. "Sorry." He muttered.

"Baka." I muttered, rolling my eyes. "My name is PD, Perfect Dark. I came back here to Port Charles because that was what I was bid to do. Do you suddenly not want me back?"

Jason stared at me. "Are we supposed to know you?"

I grabbed Jason's arms and slammed him into the wall, making Simon laugh and Sonny growl. "Hajimashite." I whispered through clenched teeth.

Jason blinked slowly. "Cass?"

I tilted my head down and my glasses slid to the tip of my nose, showing my bright red eyes. "You told me to come back when I was done training… and I'm back."

He snorted and shoved me off of him, making me tumble back into Simon's arms. "After three years?"

My eyes flared and I threw my glasses at him, but he caught them in his hand and snapped them. "Training doesn't take one month!" I yelled, my eyes burning with fire. "Baka yarro!"

Simon snickered and let go of me. "We should go, Dark."

I shifted and turned to Sonny. "What about you," just that second Carly and Alexis came out of the elevator. "Father?!"

Carly stopped in her tracks, and looked me up and down.

I flipped my hands down and three darts flew from my wrists. Two pinned Jason's shoulders against the wall, and the other hit his chest. I stalked up to him, and bared my teeth. "Bastard… I should have known that you would never change."

"Caspian?" Carly asked in a whisper.

I turned to her sharply, but Sonny stepped in front of her.

"Stay away from us, Dark." Sonny snarled.

My eyes blinked, my mouth dropped open, and my lips twitched. "What?"

Simon put his hand on my shoulder. "Let's get out of here, Dark."

I snarled, and my nose vibrated. "I thought you loved me… but here you are, shutting me out because you sent me away!"

Sonny glared at me. "You changed, that's sure. But not for the better. What exactly did you do when you were training?"

"Killing people," I retorted. "That's what an agent does."

Simon stroked my hair. "Dark?"

I shoved him away from me and threw my arm out to face Sonny. "You'll regret this, Sonny! You'll regret the day you met CCS!" I whirled away from him and stomped out of the hospital.

Carly swallowed. "Why did you do that, Sonny?"

He looked at her. "So you wouldn't get hurt. I guess it didn't work out as I planned…"

I stomped out of the hospital and jumped into my Lamborghini. "Come on Simon, let's leave tracks."

He jumped into the passenger side, glanced at the hospital, and pulled on his seatbelt. "They sure changed awful fast."

I snorted as I snapped on my seatbelt on. "I know." I turned on the racer and sped down the street.

A few months later, a new power was rising. Alcazar, or Al was I so brave to call him, was getting more and more powerful. Stronger then Sonny Corinthos, rumor had it.

And I was his right hand girl, like Jason was to Sonny.

Al slammed his fist on his desk, making everything on it rattle. "Where's Caspian?!" he yelled.

"Right here." I appeared from nowhere in the air and landed gently on the ground next to him. "You called?"

"Yes…" he snarled.

"What is it?" I asked, not looking all that happy.

"Corinthos…" he snarled, his fists curled.

"What about him?" I asked with a heavy sigh.

"His right hand man. I'm getting tired of him."

"Then you meant Morgan."

"Don't smart mouth me, Shizuko. Even you know better."

"Sir." I bowed my head.

He smirked and rapped his fingers on his desk. "Good. I need you to find him, Morgan." He gave me a sharp glare, and I smirked. "Take your new car while you're at it."

"Can't I just use my transportation spell?" I asked sharply.

He turned his harsh brown eyes to me. "I don't want them to know that you can do that yet. Because if they happen to get you locked up somewhere, and I let you stay there until I know what the ransom is, you can just disappear and I'll know what they wanted."

I shifted and sighed. "Fine." I snapped my fingers and disappeared in a whoosh of wind. I appeared in front of my Venom Viper, the trademark car of the Viper gang, which Alcazar was the leader of.

My new title was now Viper, and the Venom Vipers were known to be better then the Radicals, so I had just boosted my ego another level by keeping up with the lead gangs. If another one happened to appear, I'd just murder Alcazar as an allegiance and join that higher gang. I was a drifter, never to be trusted. And whoever hired me always took that off chance that someone would rise above them, and they would be murdered by me. If that was what the new gang leader wanted, of course.

So in my history of first being a school thug, then a Yakuza whom were the highest on the chain immediately was starting to rise higher. When the Radicals started rising and were known to be better then the Yakuza Stingers, I dumped Asuka and became a Radical almost off the bat. Then there was Alcazar, who had asked me to be a Viper. First, I declined the offer because whenever the new gang starts, they're the enemies of everyone and they take a long time to develop. I didn't want to be at the bottom of the food chain again. But Al proved to be a better boss then Sonny or Asuka could have ever imagined. In three short months he had the best assassins, negotiators, and flat out gang members ever. Most of the Radicals dropped their titles to be called a Viper, and some of the high Yakuza's even became Vipers.

But still, I was the only one Alcazar was after. When I finally said yes, I didn't start at the bottom like I did with the Yakuza and Radicals. I was at the top, immediately declared Al's right hand woman. Or assassin, or negotiator, whichever and whomever he needed me to be.

So at that rep of being the best Yakuza, to becoming the greatest Radical, to being the new Viper's most elite, I gained a real title. The Shifter, I was called.

I climbed into my Venom, turned it on, and zoomed off to find Jason. The streets never gave me answers anymore, like they used to. Jason was never wandering the streets; I learned that quickly after living with Sonny after a week or two. I knew everything about Jason and Sonny, and that would surely be their downfall to the Vipers.

I parked the Venom in the parking lot by the piers, slid on a new pair of sunglasses, and walked down a pier with my hands on my hips. I had this thing about being a Viper. I took it even more seriously then I did being a Radical, which is pretty serious. I wore what was now defined as the Viper trademark clothes for the females, even though there were only three of us.

All the clothes were black, and leather. Nothing else. The black leather boots I wore went up to my thighs, I wore leather mini shorts that showed off yellow underwear in the front. Tall leather gloves were over my elbows, and I wore a leather bra strap connected with a black collar around my neck. On the bra strap were white feathers that fanned out from the yellow pendant in the middle. Dark green-spiraled wires were on top of the gloves where my wrists were, and a green crisscrossed strap went over my shorts across my bare stomach.

Hidden into my boots were four long knives, and tucked in my shorts was a pistol and Falcon Silencer.

I walked down the pier slowly, and crossed my arms over my chest. I glanced around and turned down a dock that led to the back of a restaurant. But sure enough, I found Jason talking with some people. I hid behind a bush before they saw me, and peered through it to look at them.

"Where did you get the money, Roy? Alcazar?" Jason asked sharply.

I narrowed my eyes and bared my teeth just barely in a quiet snarl.

"We told you Jason," a lady said. "I got the money from an inheritance."

I blinked. Money? Wonder what for.

"You knew Sonny was interested in the pier. And you just swiped it from under his nose. Are you looking for a fight with Sonny, Roy?" Jason asked.

The man called Roy glared at Jason. "Well he didn't buy it in time, Jason. He should have bought it if he was so interested."

Jason glared at him. "You don't want to play this game with Sonny, Roy. You'll lose."

"Is that a threat?" the lady asked, narrowing her eyes in anger.

I smirked, already liking her for sticking up to Jason.

"Two million. You make a million dollar profit in a snap." Jason said.

The lady looked at Roy, but he was shaking his head. "It's not for sale, Jason." He grabbed the lady's hand, and they left the pier swiftly the way of the restaurant side.

I smirked and stepped out from behind the bush, but Jason's back was facing me. "Aw, having some trouble negotiating, Jason?"

He turned at the sound of my voice.

"No one afraid of you anymore?"

He glared at me. "Caspian."

I smirked. "That's Shifter to you, Morgan."

He looked me up and down. "May I ask you you're dressed like that, Shifter?"

I snickered. "It's how a female Viper dresses."

"Smooth. People will think you're a slut, when you're really a gang member."

I snorted. "Shut up, Jason."

"What are you doing here? Spying on me?"

I narrowed my glowing eyes. "What the hell would I need to hide from you for? Because that's what you're hinting, by saying 'spying'."

"Your boss sent you, didn't he?"

"I was just waiting for you're conversation to end. Didn't want to interrupt, or make them think that this is Viper territory."

He snarled, and burned. "This isn't Viper territory, Shifter."

I laughed. "No, but it could be easily. Sonny's slipping down on the food chain, Jason. Why are you staying with him?"

He took a step towards me. "I'm loyal, not that you would know what that word means."

I smirked evilly and my eyes glowed in anxious. "I just follow whoever is in the lead, Morgan. I don't stay with the weak."

He snorted. "So if someone rises over Alcazar,"

"I'll follow them. But it isn't likely this time." I said, the right side of my lip curling up and my eyes twinkled.

"You aren't to be trusted. I don't even know why gangs would want you. Because sooner or later, you'll just turn your back and kill them without a second thought of what they've done for you."

I laughed. "Al took his chances when he got me. He knows my reputation. How I was going to kill Asuka, and since the Radicals don't have a leader, I really didn't need to make a point of killing any of them, since more then half joined the Vipers. They weren't stupid. He hired me because I was the best in my genre, and he needed the best in order to be the best himself."

"Why don't you overthrow him, then? People will always know you as second best."

"Just like you." I said dryly. "You take the backseat to Sonny without question. You could even be a Viper, if you wanted too. But you're so damn prideful as to stay with that man through life or death. Pathetic."

He snarled. "Stay away from me, Shifter. In fact, do a favor to us all. Get out of here, leave Port Charles."

I looked at him like he was crazy. "Why the hell would I do that? The biggest gangs dwell here. I wouldn't leave if you paid me all the money in the world."

Jason's eyes growled and he grabbed my collar. "You may be a Viper, you may be the Shifter, but deep down you're still the Caspian Catalyst Shizuko that Sonny took in all those years ago. That little child, whimpering, wet, not able to hold your own."

My eyes jumped. "Don't you dare bring that up now, Morgan."

"Jason, what's going on?" came a soft voice.

I smirked at Jason, showing my teeth, and he threw me away from him. I landed softly on my feet and crossed my arms.

Jason turned and blinked at the girl. "Liz, what are you doing out here?"

"I heard yelling."

Yelling, that wasn't yelling. You want yelling? I could show you yelling…

Jason shook his head. "It's nothing. Go back to your apartment."

I smirked. "Oh come on Jason, don't be bashful." I stepped forward, and the girl looked at me. "Liz, long time no see."

Her eyes jumped. "Caspian?"

I snorted and bared my teeth. "That's Shifter to you."

"Give it up, Cass." Jason snorted.

I punched him. "Shut the hell up, Morgan. That isn't my name."

He rubbed his cheek and glared at me. "One day that fist will be the end of you."

I snorted. "Sure, maybe. But sooner, it'll be the end of you."

"What's going on here?"

I whirled to see Sonny and three men walking towards us.

Jason jumped at the chance of my guard being down, and grabbed my arms behind my back.

I choked as he knocked the air out of me during the process, and fought his grip. "Damn it let me go Jason!"

"Shifter?" Sonny asked quietly, walking up to us.

My eyes looked up to meet his. I snarled. "Get your hound off of me, Sonny. You don't know who you're dealing with."

He blinked slowly. "Sure I do. The Viper's most elite member, the Shifter. What are you doing here?"

I growled at him. "None of your business, Corinthos."

He crossed his arms and scowled his usually scowl. His three bodyguards stepped to his sides.

My eyes searched them over and analyzed them. "Pathetic fools." I snorted and smashed my elbow into Jason's face. I whirled to face him, and I punched him so hard in the face that he fell back on his butt. I whirled to face Sonny now, and saw his men with guns out.

"Sonny, please!" Liz cried.

I grabbed the girl and put her in front of me. "Oh come on Sonny, you wouldn't want Liz to get hurt." I shook her rapidly and put one of my knives to her throat as she screamed. "Shut up."

Sonny growled at me. "You're so desperate as to take a hostage? I never thought the Shifter stooped that low."

I don't want them to know that you can do that yet. Because if they happen to get you locked up somewhere, and I let you stay there until I know what the ransom is, you can just disappear and I'll know what they wanted, and they won't have gained anything.

I snorted at the thought of not being able to just disappear. It was always a reassuring thought to me to know that the cops would never catch me, gang members would never hurt me, and people would never see me. I took a deep breath. This was getting too complicated. But I couldn't back out on my word to Alcazar.

"Well, Shifter? What's it gonna be?" one of the men asked.

I looked up and glared at them. "You want her?" I glanced to my left, down into the ocean, which was about three feet down. "Go get her." I shoved her over the deck, and when they had all started yelling and looked to her, I back flipped up into the air and disappeared into the wind.

Sonny looked up and snarled when he saw I was gone.

"Well?" Al asked sharply as I appeared in the air in front of him.

I sighed and put my hands on my legs as I sat cross-legged in mid air. "They'll more stubborn then the Diablos."

He groaned and rubbed his head. "I need more agents…"

I smirked. "Those I can get."

He looked up at me. "Oh?"

I nodded. "Yep." I flipped backwards and disappeared.

Al frowned. "I hate it when she does that…"

"You're the best in the business, Shifter!" Alcazar yelled, making me wince. "Prove it!"

"What do you want me to do, Alcazar?" I asked stiffly, hands behind my back.

He smirked and leaned back in his chair, his hands folded on his lap. "I believe you remember a man named Donald Love, do you not?"

I shifted on my feet and took a sharp breath. "Asuka hated the guy. Yeah, I know him."

He licked his teeth. "Perfect… He's supposed to be at a meeting with Kenji Kasen, assassinate him. The Yakuza will be guarding the building, but they're still on good terms with you. Get out as soon as you can. Kenji will make it look like you did it because police are guarding the inside of the building, but it should be easy enough for you to just disappear, right?"

"Wait…" I put my hand up. "I thought Kenji and Asuka hated Love. What's up?"

He fiddled with his fingers. "How long did you go to school for exactly, Shifter?"

I snorted. "Long enough."

"It's a setup. A trap. You should know better then that,"

"But Asuka must hate me, and the Yakuza for trying to kill her." I argued.

He shook his head. "They don't know it's you. I told them that you were dead."

I gaped at him.

"Caspian, I mean. I told them that she was dead." He leaned forward and put his hands on his desk in front of him. "You are the Shifter, remember? I told them that I was sending the Shifter, not Caspian."

I swallowed and took a deep breath. "They won't recognize me?"

He laughed. "Shifter, dear, dear Shifter. Have you forgot that you died your hair and wear contacts?"

I touched the side of my eye and closed them with a swallow. "Right, I forgot…" when I had joined Al, I had died my hair deep gold and wore yellow contacts.

"So, are you going to do it, or am I letting you go?"

"Where is it, and when is it?" I asked sharply, opening my eyes and putting my hands back behind my back.

He laughed. "Perfect!"