Disclaimer: Burst Angel is the exclusive property of Gonzo and this fanfic is not ment to take any claim of the series from the production company. I claim only this fanfic and the characters listed at the end of each chapter.

A New Life

It's been a week since RAPT and ZERO have fallen from power in Tokyo, Japan, but Meg, a girl that lost her best friend as RAPT headquarters was destroyed. Meg was standing there, admist the cleaning crews, watching them work to clear away the rubble and other debris from the area. She was wearing a zipped up red coat over a tight fitting black top, red chaps reaching down to mid-thigh, and a pair of black panty-like shorts. Meg's waist-length aubern hair swayed in the gentle breeze as her bring blue eyes surveyed the work before her. The cleaning crews were dressed in hardhats as well as orange vests while they worked, moving the wreckage quickly. "A pity, isn't it?" a voice comes from behind Meg's right shoulder. Turning, Meg whips out a pistol from her hip and points it straight at the man's head.

"What do you mean?" she demands, her eyes locking with his dark aviator sunglasses. The girl couldn't see into the man's eyes, and he was wearing a formal-looking grey suit and hat. Reaching into his jacket, Meg tightens her grip on the pistol as he pulls out a carton of cigarettes and a lighter.

"Come now, Meg. I'm not an idiot. If I wanted to hurt you, why would I let you know I was here? Wouldn't that be foolish?" he says, putting a cigarette into his mouth and lights it up. "I'd've just shot you if that was my intention."

"Who are you?" she asks, turning back towards the fallen tower and returns the gun to it's holster. Chuckling the man reaches back into his jacket and tucks the previous two items away.

"My name I am not allowed to release at this time, but I am known as Onimusha." he says, pulling a large handgun from the other side of his jacket. "I assume your weapons are 9mm." Turning, Meg looks at the man, her eyes narrowing.

"It is none of your concern, Onimusha." she says crossly, looking down the barrel of the large-barreled pistol. "I thought you said you weren't going to shoot me?"

"Well now, Meg. If I did that, I'd be out an ally." the man smiles, turning and points the gun skyward.

"What makes you think I'd be an ally of yours?"

"Well, would you rather be on your own? Jo'd not appreciate you dying like this." At this, Meg whips towards Onimusha and pushes her weapon into his cheek.

"Don't talk like you know her!" Meg nearly growls at him. "You don't know Jo!" Chuckling he pushes the weapon down and pulls away his sunglasses, revealing a pair of black eyeballs with white pupils, the red veins a stark contrast to the blacks of his eyes, as well as the white irises and the red pupils.

"I know Jo. I know what she was supposed to be. The question is, do you know who and what she is?" Onimusha asks, his dark and unique eyes staring into Meg's.

"Man, you're really creeping me out. Put those sunglasses back on!" Meg shivvers, feeling something crawling up her spine as he replaces the sunglasses. "What do you mean, 'know who and what Jo is'?"

"If you want to know, you must follow me." he states and turns, starting towards a grey SUV. "Jo, the Genocide Angel. She is..." Onimusha falls silent and turns his head back towards her. "Angels and Demons go hand in hand. That is all I am allowed to say." Blinking, Meg moves quickly towards him, now confused. "Meet me here in two days at sunset. If you choose to come, your life will change forever." Stepping into the SUV Onimusha gives a wave to Meg and drives off.

"What a... wierd man." Meg says as the man speeds away. Once his SUV's out of sight, she turns back to the workers, pulling her jacket tighter around herself and shivvers, feeling the wind picking up. "Today's such a strange day."

The street was much differant in the nighttime, many of the lights had been destroyed when RAPT HQ was. Meg was very careful, even so much as to have one of her weapons drawn as she approached the area she'd seen the strange Onimusha at. Slowly she moves into the light of an overhead streetlamp. "Ahh, good. You've come." Onimusha's voice comes from behind Meg, causing her to spin around and fire. Seeing her move like that, he knew she was going to attack, and he dives to the side, coming up into a roll inside the light. "It's me, Meg. Don't shoot." A shot comes quickly and hits Meg's outstreached pistol. "Damnit Silver! I told you don't shoot!" Onimusha looks up into the distance where a slight gleam of metal can be seen as Meg's weapon falls to the groundf with a noisy ringing clatter.

"Sorry, Onimusha. Thought you were talking to her." comes a gruff voice as a man walks towards them, a sniper rifle atop his shoulder. Meg crouches down, lifting the pistol and holstiers it to her hip. "So, this's the famous Meg, huh? She doesn't look like much."

"You were atop my Jimmy, weren't you, Silver?" grinning the new one nods and reaches a hand up, brushing his short red hair from his eyes. Silver's suit was not much differant from Onimusha's, save that it was more of a brighter greyish-silver than the neutral grey the other's was.

"Hey, you said get into a comfortable position. So, I did." Silver says, bringing the sniper down and begins unloading it. "Besides, if I left, what would happen if you screwed up? I don't want to go back to ONE. You remember what happened when Ion returned without Blade, don't you?" this brings a nod from Onimusha, but it was leaving Meg confused.

"ONE? Ion? Blade? Who the hell are you people?" she demands. Turning from her, Silver and Onimusha start towards where the former had emerged.

"We'll explain later, Meg. About ONE. Maybe about the connection to the other. We are allowed that, right Silver?" Onimusha asks, climbing into the SUV and waits for Meg to join them. Slowly, still a bit skeptical about the two, Meg moves after them, climbing into the passanger side, infront of Silver and beside Onimusha.

Late that next morning, near noon, Meg and Onimusha were leaning against the railing of a large ship. Onimusha had been explaining everything he was allowed to for the past hour. "So, let me get this straight. You, that crazy sniper guy steering this thing, and this boat are all part of an American organization called ONE?" Meg asks, drawing a nod from him.

"Yes. We, that is, ONE and ZERO.." this drew an alarmed glance from Meg. "Don't worry, we're not a part of ZERO. If anything... well, if anything, ONE and ZERO are opposites."

"Opposites?" nodding, Onimusha turns around and leans against the railing with the small of his back. "In what ways are ONE and ZERO opposites?"

"That is highly classified. I'm sorry, but I cannot tell you." he says regretably. "However, you might be able to learn. But, there are things not even the angels themselves know."

"You're telling her bordering too much, Onimusha." a female voice comes from the side. Meg turns, looking at the newcomer.

"Yeah, what's it to you, Justice? I thought you were supposed to be blind?" he jokes. Frowning the woman comes up to him and sends a swift knee to his stomach, causing Onimusha to drop to his knees. Justice was, as the saying goes, seemingly blind, for she wore a brown cloth over her eyes as well as a brown suit with a black shirt and brown tie.

"Damn, do all of you guys dress in suits or something?" Meg asks, drawing a laugh from the crouched down Onimusha.

"I'll let you two get to know eachother. Meg, this's Justice. She's the heavy artillery." he says before pushing to his feet and starts towards a door, waving absently at the two women.

"How can you be heavy artillery without being able to see?" she turns towards Justice, who had pulled a small curved scimitar and had the point of it against Meg's throat.

"I'm not blind. My eyes are sensitive to the light. That's why I wear this fabric. And, I am the heavy artillery because I use this as well as the sword." Justice pulls back her jacket, showing a long-barreled handgun in her jacket. "Shotgun slugs. Onimusha has Fifties, and Silver's the sniper. ONE teams are comprised of three members: Heavy, Accuracy, and Speed. ONE teams are also called 'HAS'. Anything you want to ask?" she assumed that Meg'd have questions about ONE, but not what she asked.

"How do you know Jo?" Justice kept silent for several minutes.

"Genocide Angels. Genocide Demons." she says plainly. At this, Meg's eyes widen some in surprise.

Endnotes:

Yeah, I know. It's really short, isn't it? But, as above, and promised, a brief Original Character introduction:

Onimusha: A high-ranked warrior of ONE. His partners are Silver and Justice.

Silver: A mid-ranked warrior of ONE. His partners are Onimusha and Justice.

Justice: A high-ranked warrior of ONE. Her partners are Onimusha and Silver.

Ion and Blade: Late warriors of ONE. Blade was killed on a mission, and Ion was executed because of his carelessness of letting his partner die.