I: The Package

USA, 2121 A.D.

Ogasawara Sachiko was slowly losing her patience, saying that she doesn't have one would be a lie. But these people are annoying, the fact that they kept on beating around the bushes and never really get to the damn point was grating on her nerves. Unlike her, Sachiko's mentor: Mizuno Yoko calmly listening to those buffoons blabbering on about nonsense, the woman with short raven black hair dressing in a normal business suit with the top button of her shirt undone. A pair of guns rested in its holster on her waist comfortably, she was a licensed guns owner and also a licensed mercenary. Sachiko on the other hand, preferred to kept her guns hidden under her jacket with a shoulder holster. Her flowing midnight tresses were tied back neatly just for this meeting only, she usually let it flow freely down her back.

"So you're saying that you wanted us to get the package to Japan safely," Mizuno Yoko spoke in a clear and calming voice. "Yes, her brother's home would be the best place for her right now. The governments are helpless with the situation, please help her." the man pleaded Yoko. Being in the CIA, he looked very desperate as his request was something very personal. "We've got everything prepared and the money are ready for wiring as soon as she's safely back in Japan with her brother, we beg of you please." the woman joined handing a photo to Youko, who took it and stared at it for a moment before sliding it over to Sachiko.

It was a photo of a family, smiling happily without a care in the world, something that Sachiko never known of. The girl in there caught her eyes, beautiful mocha eyes shone brightly, one of pure innocent and happiness. "What do you think?" Yoko asked her partner drawing Sachiko out of her trance. "A job is a job," the younger girl said with a light shrug of her shoulders. "Thank you, here's the location for the pickup and the keys to the car filled with gas and other things you'll need to make it from here to your destination," the man said handing a small bag to Youko. "Everything else is up to you to figure out," the woman added as they all stood up and left the restaurant.

The quiet drive home, Yoko was in deep thought about what to do since Japan is practically an ocean apart. Then an idea hit her, Yoko might be a mercenary but she do have some friends that can give her an advantage in things so this job will be easy. "If you don't want to come, you don't have to." Yoko suddenly said remembering that there's someone sitting in the passenger side. "Why would I not be going?" Sachiko asked coyly even though she was fully aware of what her mentor meant. "You're frowning Sachiko, and you usually frowned when it's something you dislike. As you mentor and senpai, I will not force you to come with me if you don't want to." Yoko said baiting the girl, she knew exactly what to say to bait the other girl into doing it even if she hated it. "I am going to go with you, and that's final." Sachiko fumed, she just couldn't believed that her senpai would even think about her not coming.

Ah! Dammit, I fell into her trap again... Sachiko realized it a bit too late and Yoko was smirking at the girl's reaction when her brows started to furrow. Sachiko sighed inwardly cursing her own stupidity for falling into Yoko's trap, the woman really know how to get her worked up and it seemed to work every damn time. It really displeased her to no end for being too slow to grasp on Yoko's little scheme, because it was always after she got baited into it did she realized that was Yoko's plan all along.

That night, they shared a quiet meal and packed their things. Mostly the guns and other untraceable weapons and a few set of changing clothes, Sachiko spent the night cleaning her guns and practiced her drawing. That was part of being a mercenary, always training to remain the top-dog in a world where the strong survive and the weak live a life of Hell. She saw it with her own eyes, and Sachiko would never ever wanted to to be one of those bastards. This is no time to think about the past, Sachiko scolded herself as she get dressed. Jeans, shirt, shoulder holster, and a thigh-length jacket, this is who she is: a gunslinger and a murderer.

Downtown of Boston, though it looked more like a desert than a downtown as three fourth of the buildings had crumbled decades ago. Fukuzawa Yumi stiffled a yawn as the time was yet six in the morning, dressing in jeans, a white t-shirt and a thick red jacket, Yumi's brown hair were tied in two pigtails with white ribbons as she's still mourning the death of her parents. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her, Yumi was caught off-guarded and jumped while let out a frightened scream. "Ahhh..." Yumi squealed, she couldn't help it though she knew only one person would ever do such a thing like that to her. "Sei-sama, you're going to give me a heart-attack one of these days if you don't stop doing that." Yumi complained, it was the same thing she said everytime Satou Sei hugged her from behind scaring her out of her mind.

"But Yumi-chan sounded so cute when I hugged her," Satou Sei replied rubbing her cheeks against the younger girl's cheeks. Her short blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, in her pale yellow t-shirt, blue jeans, black leather jacket and white sneakers, Satou Sei was tall and good-looking one could say she's handsome. She had known Yumi all of her life, they were in school together dispite their two years age gap. The two were fast pace friends as Sei liked to teased the girl while Yumi looked at Sei as an older sister and someone she confided to whenever there's something troubling her. It definitely was a strange relationship between them, even Yumi's little brother said so and Sei laughed at that because she knew it's true.

A car rolled up and Sei automatically went into defensive mode, the door opened and a young girl looking a bit younger than she is got out and stared at Yumi rather intently. Awkward slience ensued until the driver got out and looked over at Sei and Yumi, with a raised brow Sei wasn't sure she should smile or ready to block rain of bullets. She tighten her grip on Yumi a little, and the girl knew that her guardian was in defensive mode and she felt herself stiffened slightly.

"We're here to pick up Fukuzawa Yumi-san," the one with the short hair said politely as a small smile played across her pretty face. "I see," Sei replied with equal politeness but remain cautious still. "Wherever she goes, I goes." Sei said without loosen her hold on Yumi. "The you should best use a gun," the woman said nodding to the younger one. The one with long hair reached into her jacket and pulled out a gun, holding it by the barrel with the handle pointing toward Sei. "No thanks," Sei shook her head, just looking at the thing reminded her of her unpleasant pass. "Fine," the one with long hair grumbled putting her gun back and yanked the back door open.

So they quietly climbed in and drove off, not without having Yumi pried their names out of their mouth. The girl was at awe, she had never seen nor heard of female mercenaries before and this would be her first time seeing one... two to be exact. Ogasawara Sachiko, there's just something about that girl that made Yumi blushed lightly whenever she looked her way. She looked so pretty, elegant and graceful to be in this business, but then again Mizuno Yoko looked very beautiful to be one too.

A/N: woo... this is not based off of Babylon AD or Tokyo Babylon, just the action part from Babylon AD and the whole deliverying part 'snickers and went to get some fire extinguishers'. Now let's do a little behind the scene...

Behind the scene:

Yumi: Uh... Sei-sama, you can let go of me now... 'sweatdrop'

Sei: But I must protect you from the guns using Sachiko... 'way into her role'

Yoko: 'spot Author and stride over' I hope you have a reason why you toss the setting in US, I remember the movie setting was in Russia and the main character walked in the rain in the opening...

Author: uh... that's too close to Japan, besides... 'looking thoughtful' ...this would make more room to introduce the others as things move along. 'whispered' honestly, I don't want to die by Yoshino's hands.

Yoko: Oh, so this isn't really based off of that movie? 'sported a confused look'

Author: 'looked at Yoko with great amusement' Well, the setting and the starting of the story so far looked like it's based off of the movie... But! Once we get it more developed and things moved along properly, you'll see that it's less and less like the movie and more and more like... 'trailed off trying to think of a proper word to describe but can't seem to think of anything' Anyway, that's how it goes...