This is my first attempt at writing a story here, hope I don't mess it up too bad. This is just a kind of teaser so see what you think, I know it's not very long but my chapters will get longer when there is more information to put in.

Prologue: Mysterious Eyes

It was dark, darker than the rain pocked lake, darker than the storm filled sky, darker even than the eyes that glared out from under a rain-soaked hood. Not the colour but the thoughts that seemed to be playing over and over again behind them. The eyes appeared to be darting back and forth between the street and the house across from the alley that they were currently situated in as if unsure. With a deep sigh the owner of the eyes, a young man, stepped out of his hiding spot and headed towards the gate that separated the house from the rest of the world. Up close it looked very much like it had been deserted for years, a large brick home with its shutters nailed shut, there was even still police tape stretched across the door and it had been two years since… well, it wouldn't be wise to get into that right now would it?

The gates slowly creaked open when given a push and the young man slipped through like a forgotten shadow. Slowly, ever so slowly, he approached the front door and stopped in front of it. With a glance around he ripped down the tape and stepped in side. He kept on glancing around as if he thought something wasn't quite right, which it wasn't. A cloth covered hand shot out and clamped itself over his mouth as he was pulled out of view and the door slammed shut.

In the morning the gate was again shut and the tape across the front door of the forgotten house with no sign of those mysterious eyes.

"Wake up. Did you not hear me, I said wake up!" I opened my eyes with a gasp as I fell awkwardly to the floor. I moved to get up but was unable to; I glance down and found myself attached to a chair. A groan escaped my mouth as the chair was hauled up and settled down before a forbidding figure whose purple eyes glared out from beneath a black mask that fit over the top half of his face. With a white gloved hand he swept back his purple hair, which was slightly darker than his eyes, making sure not a strand of hair was out of place.

"Well, well, well, it's been a long time boy." A smirk graced his lips as he glanced down at me, his ex-pupil. Memories came flooding back with that simple statement and I closed my eyes against the pain. "What do you want?" I whispered, so quietly I wondered if he had heard me seeing as he didn't answer.

"I have an assignment for you. If you so choose to accept it your life will again belong to you, otherwise you can resume your place as my pupil. We always need people with your special… talent?" The smirk widened as I glared up at him, he knew very well that I would never agree to work with him ever again. At my continued silence my ex-teacher's smirk became a scowl and brought up his hand to hit me again. Against my will I flinched back and closed my eyes, waiting for the strike. It never came and I opened my eyes to find him smirking again, does he know how to do anything else?

"What is it that you want me to do," I gasped out from between my very dry lips. I could taste blood from where my lips had cracked open.

"We need you to go to Hiroshi High and befriend a young girl that goes there…" As he continued his instructions I leant my head back on my chair and a silent tear slid out of the corner of my eye. I thought I was free of him, them, but it seems I wasn't, I will never be. "Do we have an understanding?"

"Yes sir."

Well review if you'd like, I know there isn't really anything to review yet but I would appreciate it if you would criticize my style of writing and all the mistakes I made. Thanx!