Author's Note: All celebrity names, appearances, and actions are merely fragments of ObsidianTheatre's imagination.

THEMIS: NAIKAKU JOHO CHOSASITU

"Themis*?"

"No news yet Ares." I replied. "The Queen hasn't exited the premises yet." I quietly edged closer to the building. Better to accomplish what I came here for in one blow than to humiliate the entire organization. Maybe one last request for Ares… "Has Perses –"

"No Themis," Ares said solemnly. "He hasn't arrived back yet."

"Oh." I murmured. "Could you –"

"To the Gods!" Ares suddenly yelled. My body jumped in reflex, scanning the area for intruders. "Themis, stay on high alert, the NIS are there."

"Hellfire!" I cried, quickly reaching for the gun encased in my boot. Loading it with bullets, I placed my finger upon the trigger, ready to either kill the agent, or to kill myself.

"Well, well." I gasped and turned around, ten metres away from me stood a man no old than 21 starring down at me, and upon his face was a breathtakingly handsome smirk. Though I knew better that to be struck by his attractiveness, he was one of the NIS. "Are you what I think you are?" he asked, speaking the native language of the country we were in – German.

"Well," I began, stalling for time. "Even if I was, how will you stop me?" my German was rough, I don't care if I understood me or not, it isn't a priority. "What if the bomb has already been set? Slowly ticking down to the last seconds. We all will die." I taunted. Surely I haven't done so yet, the Queen wasn't it direct aim.

"Themis, is that –"

"Yep." I muttered into the mouthpiece. NIS has caught my whereabouts. Ares cursed loudly.

"Can you set up the bomb –"

"Chances aren't high that it would make a directly kill the Queen."

"Do try it anyway." Between my conversation with Ares, the man's eyes and facial features began to grow with absolute fury and rage.

"Do you know what you have done!" He yelled. "You're going to kill the Queen of the United Kingdom?"

"The government is corrupt." I yelled back. "They are much to merciful upon criminals." My left arm slowly reached for the belt at my hip – the bomb. "We will start it a new, we will create a new government, one where convicts will get what they deserve, and the good will receive just!" I began to laugh hysterically, just need to set the code in, then… "That is how the world should work!" And of course, if I was about to set the bomb off, I would die, he would die, and all the government officials within that building would die – included Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II. Wonderful.

The man's eyes flickered towards my hand, Be Damned! He saw me –

"Ah so you haven't set it up yet." I screamed as a bullet submerged itself into my left hand. Blood soaking into my clothes and dripped into the grass, staining the greenery in crimson red. I backed up, shock reeling my mind into total chaos.

"You son of the Devil!" I screeched. "Who do you think you are!"

"Well if you want my codename," he mumbled. "Its U-know." U-know… I knew it was over. I can't set the bomb, there was only one choice left for me. "Now surrender. It's better that way."

"Ares," I sobbed. "Its over." I raised the gun to my head. I cannot fulfill my mission. I failed. I couldn't end my life in glory, it has to go out in flames.

"Themis." I have to summit to Death. It's the code of the NJC.

"No!" U-Know cried.

"Tell Perses, I loved him." shutting my eyes, I pulled the trigger, and completely succumbed to the inevitable darkness that is Oblivion.

*Themis: Goddess of divine law and order, one of the twelve Titans

*Perses: God of destruction