This is my first action story, my first multi-chaptered story, my second story and my second Kill Bill story (yes, the first one was a Kill Bill fic too P). The first few chapters will be about O-Ren, the next set of chapters about Elle, the third set of chaps about Vernita, and maybe I'll write a few about Bill and Gogo (yes, I know she's not a Viper. But I love her). I most definitely won't write anything about Budd. Why? Because I hate him.

The first chapter isn't very violent, but it'll get violent soon. That's why this fic is rated M.

O-Ren walked quickly toward the house, her black outfit easily camouflaging her in the darkness. She jumped the wall surrounding the property and ran silently toward the mansion, sheathed katana in hand. She walked around the large stone building and looked for an open window, knowing that were she to open one herself, she might alert someone.

The assassin was able to find one, and quickly jumped through it. She was in the kitchen, which was rather large, with white tiles covering the walls and floor and metal tables inside the place. There were several ovens, cabinets, refrigerators and freezers, used by a great number of servants.

She walked slowly toward the door, knowing that if she ran, her shoes would make noise when they hit the ground with each step. The woman approached the door and slowly pushed it open just an inch, peering into the dining room. She found it empty, but through the arc connecting the dining room to the entrance hall, she could see two guards. One of them quickly stepped out of her line of sight.

The girl smirked, slowly and quietly unsheathing her sword. She entered the dining room and crouched, hiding behind the table and the chairs, and moved quickly and silently towards the hall.

She hugged the wall and peered into the adjacent room. One of the guards was looking out the window, distracted. He was only a few feet from her. She quickly advanced towards him and plunged the sword into the base of his skull. His body fell back, but she held it and lowered it to the ground.

She looked around her and saw the other guard in the distance, walking in her direction. Sheathing her sword, she grabbed the dead man by the armpits and dragged him into the dining room, then into the kitchen. She left the body under a table and carefully went back into the dining room, hugging the wall separating the room from the entrance hall.

She peered into the hall and saw the second guard was only about two feet from her. Pulling her sword out of its scabbard, the woman spun out of the room she was in and thrust the sword into her enemy's heart. He let out a low grunt and she pulled her weapon out of him. The cadaver fell, but she held it before it hit the ground and did to it what she had done to the first guard, then returned.

She ran towards the stairs leading to the second floor, and quickly ascended the steps. When she got to the upper level, she inspected her environment. To her right, a hallway with two doors, and a window at the end. To her right, a longer hallway with several doors, and a door at the end. And in front of her, an even longer hallway, and down that, more hallways. The house was practically a maze. One she had no intention of getting lost in.

She walked down the right hallway, pushing the two doors open. Inside the first one, a beautiful office, with dark wooden walls, desk, floor and closets. An Apple computer sat on the desk, along with several sheets of paper. She closed the door and walked over to the second room, inspecting it. Just a small, dark room, with the mansion owner's old things. Nothing relevant.

She closed the door and walked down the left hallway, pushing doors open as she went. She found nothing inside the large, beautiful rooms except guards, who she quickly disposed of.

Once she got to the last room, she slowly turned the doorknob, but the door wouldn't open. She kneeled in front of the object and pulled out her lockpick, unlocking the door in a matter of seconds. She shoved her tool back into her pocket and opened the door silently.

It was a huge room, with tall wooden walls, large-sized glass windows, a desk in the corner with a computer on it, closets, some for clothes, some with glass doors with artifacts from medieval times inside them. Against the far wall of the room, a four-poster bed with a red cover and white silk sheets. She could see a human form under the covers. Her target.

Jean-Pierre Dupont, 44 years of age. Born in Paris, France. Resides in the French countryside. Multimillionaire. Member of a secret society with a name unknown even to Bill. Bill just knew that the members of that society were interested in him, and he didn't like that. So he decided he would send his Vipers to assassinate some of the members, to tell them to - in Bill's words - "back the fuck off". He would conduct research on the society and its other members after the first target had been eliminated.

The Japanese-Chinese woman advanced towards the bed, unsheathed her katana and slowly pulled back the covers. The man lying on the bed looked exactly like the man in the photo Bill had shown her.

She raised her sword and was about to thrust it into the man's skull when a guard kicked open the door and pointed his pistol at her. Behind him, several other armed guards. Dupont's eyes snapped open and he moved away from her, falling off the edge of the bed.

The guard that had opened the door yelled at his friends to fire. O-Ren narrowed her eyes at them a second before the man spoke.

They didn't stand a chance.

I know this is short, but it's not over yet, so don't worry :P I will continue this soon. And I plan on writing longer chapters.