A/N: Ok well thanks for the reviews everyone. It's just a select few but at least it's not going by unnoticed. So just R&R and you've done your job. Oh and i had to do this in Notepad today, since Word isn't working for some reason. Anywhooo...

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Chapter 3: Encounter in the Night

Wolf was walking silently along the street, the fog was lifting slightly and storm clouds gathered above his head. He was now having second thoughts about what he had to do; he had heard rumours about their power. And even the method of assassination seemed very cowardly. Wolf looked down in the case and sighed deeply.

"A sniper rifle? Pathetic…"

His mind began to drift again to his dreams. They kept returning, haunting his thoughts, distracting his focus, blinding him to his thoughts on everything else. Once in a while, he would try to delve deep into his memory, seeing if he could find images even slightly related to his dreams. But if he found something, his mind would deny him access and he would lose concentration.

"I can't let these dreams interfere. I must ignore them…"

Wolf kept walking and walking. Finally, he arrived at the entrance to a very odd structure, but towering nonetheless. Walking into the building, he glanced around and saw no security guards. The reception was of elaborate marble, but extremely foreboding. There were many lights upon the walls, but none were operational. The only light was the moonlight flooding through the glass doors. In front of Wolf was a large circular desk, with computers, chairs and other things on the desks.

'Must be on a break…' thought Wolf 'better for me I suppose.'

But he couldn't shake an ill-omened feeling. It didn't seem right. No guards when such an important meeting was taking place. In fact as he climbed up and up, there were still no personnel. Wolf hurried his pace. Was he given false information?

As he saw the peak of the stairwell, he broke into a run. His feet pounded madly off the metal steps. Slowing down at the door, he stopped and opened his case. Pulling out the weapon components, he threw them down the stairwell and instead drew out a katana, as well as a few throwing knives. He preferred style and finesse.

As he drew his katana, it glistened in the moonlight. He examined the blade. It was expertly tempered and sharp. Upon the edge of the blade, there was a marking of a wolf-like animal. This sword was his only real friend. The so called 'friends' he had made at school were for the job. He was taught by his master that friends were only there to let you down.

He approached the door, opening it slowly. Peeking round the edge, he walked out and made his way to a prominently placed office. On it he read CEO. This was the one. He took a long deep breath before reaching for the handle and opening the door.

"So you finally came…I have been expecting you."

Wolf jumped as he heard a male voice coming from the chair. It had swivelled around and a luminous pair of eyes glared menacingly at him. Wolf laughed.

"You think he would leave you? After what you saw?"

"I must agree. I suppose he has his reputation…So do what you came to do. If you can."

"Don't think I will hesitate."

"Oh no…" Wolf ran towards the chair, leaped in the air and forced his blade downwards. There was a wonderful sound, as Wolf put it, of metal on metal whirring madly. Wolf's blade was stopped dead in its tracks. "That wasn't what I meant, child."

Wolf retreated a few steps before lunging at him again. But again the man blocked again.

"No child. Your form of fighting is sloppy and weak."

"Form? My style has no solid form, so it may adapt to the situation!"

Wolf then eyed the man before lunging at him again. But as the man lifted his sword, Wolf jumped over his head and swung viciously. As the man came to block again, his sword was cleaved in two as Wolf's katana narrowly missed his face. He gasped and fell back in his chair.

"How could you …"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

The man eyed the sword and realised how it had happened. He saw the engraving at the sword edge.

"A Hatorri Hanzo sword…I thought he had given up making 'weapons of death' as he so rightly put."

"You're sharper than I thought. Tell ya what…I'll give you till the count of 5 to leave the room and I'll let you go."

The man gaped at Wolf.

"Five…"

The man hastily got to his feet and turned.

"Four…"

He ran madly to the door.

"THREE!"

Wolf rushed towards the man as he began to open the door. Thrusting his sword upwards, he turned and began to sheathe his katana. He heard a dull thud, feeling blood on his back.

"That shows you…not to mess with this wolf, Kageuchi!"

A/N: Dun Dun Duuuuun. Not really. That was a sucky ending to the chapter but I couldn't think of much else. So anyway, R&R