Chapter 1: Tuesday, August 31st 2004

A three-year-old girl with sun kissed skin, pale brown eyes and dusty brown hair cowered in the corner of the room, her father, mother, brother and sister lay dead around her, in pools of thick blood. Her dog stood in front of her growling, bearing sharp yellow teeth, in one swift movement the dog yelped and joined the dead. The girl burst into tears sobbing as the murder advanced on her gun raised.

"Please don't kill me…" She whispered now rocking back and forth with her knees drawn up to her chest. A moment hesitation before she fell to the floor joining her family. The murder, cold and cruel steeped forwards and bent over the girl pulling of her necklace, a simple chain with a small pendent with the girl's name etched into it, September. He scoffed at the silly object, but pocketed it all the same.

Japan had never been the same since February after Pegasus decided he wonted to take over, he'd introduced his army 'The Rare Hunters' people from pasts that left them numb and cold, they did his binding, killing all who refused to serve them, assassins, the only thing stopping them was the finally phase to enter the long dead Pharaoh's tomb where the weapon of great destruction lay. Until they found that information they could do little but kill and cause mayhem. The father of the family that was just killed had worked in a line of weapons; he had refused to sell any to Pegasus thus ending his life at the greatest Rare Hunter's hands, Malik. Malik looked to be an average teen, tan skin, blonde hair, violet eyes, but as a young child in Egypt his father would touter him, nobody helped him and he and his sister became bitter and gladly joined 'The Rare Hunters.' Malik's usually outfit was black leather pants, a long sleeved black shirt, purple trench coat and army boots, and of course his dark sunglasses, leather gloves and silent fire guns. He left the house and didn't bother to close the door, and hoped onto his purple motorbike. He rode down the dark empty streets; people were too scared to dare venture from their homes theses days. He pulled up at a huge mansion that loomed over the town of Tokyo, casting long eerie shadows. He rode right up to the stairs and got off walking up and into the huge castle. The rooms were full of Rare Hunters from everywhere around the world. Malik slipped past them into the huge dinning room that was lit by hundreds of candles placed around the room, to give it a shadowy look as all the chairs and the huge table threw long shadows.

"Ah Malik! How was it?" Right on the fare side of the room on a huge high backed chair sat the man of chaos himself, the one who was the reason for all the panic and mayhem, Pegasus.

"All dead, I want my money." Malik demanded.

"All in good time Malik, but for now I have a new mission for you."

"Money first! I've done three killings and I've got nothing I won't do anything ells until you pay up."

"If you do this mission I'll give you triple the money I owe you now." Malik faulted and thought it over; he could do a lot with that money.

"What do I have to do?" He asked suspiciously, he'd learnt long ago not to trust the man seated before him.

"The markings on your back, the secrets to get into the tomb except one, the one I need to take over Japan, the world. For years I've gathered an army strong enough to take down any obstacle in my way to get to that weapon, I meet you and thought you were the answer, that there was no more, but alas it turned out you were missing one secret, so I searched and searched, and to kill time a unleashed my army upon Japan, starting at Tokyo. I've found the one who posses the secret."

"Well…who is it?" Malik snapped.

"He lives in Domino, he grew up in Egypt and his family was killed in an accident, he moved to Domino Japan to live with some friends, he holds the last secret. Your mission is simple. You have until the 1st of October to do whatever is necessary to get the secret, kill him get ride of the body and get back to me with the information. If you don't complete it by October 1st or your cover is blown you'll be killed." Malik carefully thought it over. He was the best so there was a high chance he would succeed and even if there was a chance he wouldn't it was very low, so Malik nodded agreeing.

"Fine, but the money better be good." Malik muttered.

"Of course you'll have all the best items." Pegasus continued. "You'll be given watever you need and we'll give you a house in Domino, you'll have to go to school, we'll make you a fake identity and a family background, you'll keep quiet about Tokyo and the fact you live there, understood?" Malik nodded and Pegasus stood up. "Well you'll leave as soon as possible; Isis and Darts will take care of everything." Malik nodded and turned to leave the room. "Oh and Malik," Malik looked over his shoulder, "Don't mess up."

Malik fiddled with a lazier gun as he waited for his sister and Drats to arrive, the room he was in was made of steel and the walls were covered in deadly objects that the government would surly band, if they even knew they existed. The sliding automatic doors opened and in walked Malik's sister, but no Darts. Isis was a proud tall women with beautiful sun-kissed skin, long raven hair and calculating, sharp brown eyes, she wore tight jeans, a long sleeved plain dark green top and a white lab coat.

"Malik! Put that down, it isn't finished." Malik sat the gun down and walked over to the stern women.

"So…give me my weapons." Isis slapped his head and walked over to her desk in the corner.

"You're so impatient and grabby." She muttered, she pulled out a silver brief case-1- and sat it on the desk opening it, Malik walked over and peered in. "You've got, the silent fire gun, a traditional dagger, if needed, lazar trip wires, spray to find trip wires, your basic thief kit, extra ammo, grenades and dynamite, if necessary and finally your basic poisons." She snapped the brief case shut. "Are you sure about this?" Malik sighed and grabbed it out of her hands.

"Yes, I'll be fine! I'm the best." Isis nodded with a sad look playing on her face.

"We got you a new bike, faster for quicker escapes, oh and here is all your info, read it, learn it ok?" Malik nodded.

"So where's this bike?" Isis rolled her eyes.

"Follow me." She led him to another room that was full of transportation, motorbikes, jet skies, fast cars ect. Isis led Malik over to a covered bike shape; she pulled of the sheet to reveal a huge dark purple bike.

"Wow." Malik ran his hands over the machine as Isis explained everything.-2-

"…Well, good luck Mal." Malik looked up at his sister and smiled.

"I'll bring you back something ok." Isis nodded and briefly hugged her little brother. Malik climbed on to the bike and started it up; Isis opened the door, leading outside with a remote.

"Oh Malik, you'll be taking a plane, first class, just drive to the air port, and for Ra's sake put a helmet on!" Malik rolled his eyes and pulled on a helmet. "I'll see you in a month." Malik nodded one last time before driving off into the early sunrise.

TBC…

-1-picture Seto's brief case k?

-2-I know NOTHING about motorbikes, sorry I couldn't explain it properly.

HD: ok guys; tell me what you think k.

Alvar: -sniff- did the girl survive?

Bea: -grins- nope she died!

COH: BEA!

Cole: just review and flame her sorry ass, thou this story isn't as bad as her other ones.

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