11 years earlier...
Somewhere deep in the fields of Ireland a phone rang to bring a small child, and her mother 'terrible' news. Aislin picked up, and greeted the caller warmly with a smile which quickly fades as they tell of her husband's death. Elaine, her daughter, looked at her curiously. "What's wrong mommy?" She asked innocently.
Aislin hold a finger up to tell Elaine to wait. "Ok... Thank you for calling." She hangs up. She sighed. She isn't un-happy, nor is she happy either. She walked over, and sat next to her daughter, who is playing with her breakfast. "Baby girl... Daddy..." She stumbled for words. "You know Daddy was really sick right?" She asked gently stroking the child's cheek. Elaine nodded. "Well... Daddy won't be coming home." Elaine stared at Aislin in horror. She leaped up from the table, and ran up the stairs sobbing.
Two years later...
The deep baying of an Irish wolfhound could be heard through the woods as Elaine, and Aislin raced along the deer trail. This wasn't so unusual for these parts, and the two ignored them. Gun shots resounded through the trees next, the two also ignored this. Suddenly a shot rang out closer this time. The horse became unnerved, and balked some, but quickly settled down again. Two more shots rang out. Aislin tumbled from her saddle, and Elaine's horse leaped over her. Elaine jumped from her saddle screaming, and knelt next to her mother. There was nothing she could do. A hunter came out of the woods, with his hounds, and vanished just as quickly.
A few hours later Elaine stood on a hill under a wild strawberry tree as her mother was laid to rest. She did not cry. She had cried enough on the trail. She dropped a rose into the hole then backed away. She led her horse east toward the shore never to be seen again.
Present Day…
"Ahhh!" Elaine yelped as she was bounced around the cargo hold. The plane was landing, and taxiing into the airport. She grumbled irritably then crouched behind a large box. As the engines died down, the door opened, and palates of luggage was unloaded. Elaine slipped out of the hold amongst the chaos, and vanished into the shadows.
She checked her pistol, making sure it was locked, and loaded, and returned it to her waist band. She hefted her pack, and walked through one of the many alleys of down town Tokyo. "A new life, a fresh start. If only I could trust the people I'm sharing this new life with."