Me: Ciao!

Mai: Bonjour!

Gene: Hola!

Naru: Just get on with it.

Me: Geez… Well anyway, first of all I have to apologize to you guys that I have not uploaded in like forever. Second of all, I am glad to introduce to introduce a new chapter of A New Target. I OWN NOTHING!

Italics/underlined: flashback
Italics: thoughts
italics/bold/underlined: flashback thoughts

Mai's POV:

Well this sucks…

The truck kept on going and it kept going up and down as though it was on a bumpy road.

Honestly… I get away from one pack of idiots just to end up with another. And these bastards actually managed to get to me somehow. Ughh… LIFE SUCKS!

My arms are bound and so we are my feet. I have a gag in my mouth and I'm in a cage…ok, so maybe I'm exaggerating with the cage part but SERIOUSLY, you would think that I would at least get to be treated like a human…

I really need to get out of here. But how…I need to cut the rope holding my legs together… and I'm handcuffed to something. Hmm… I think they overdid it by handcuffing me AND bounding both my feet and hands.

The truck suddenly stopped. This is my chance. I bent my legs toward me and I grabbed a small knife I had tied to my ankle. Bending that much was kinda painful but I had gotten use to it. My legs were to the point where they actually touched my elbows, making my hands close enough to grab the knife and cut both the ropes that bound my legs and hands. I got up but…

Ah crap… I forgot about the handcuffs.

Getting out of the handcuffs was going to be a lot more difficult. Even though I'm no thief I can somewhat manage to pick locks, but I've never really tried getting out of handcuffs. But I was guessed it wouldn't be too difficult. That's when I heard people talking to the ones driving than truck.

"You got the package?"

"Ya. She's sitting in the back."

EXCUSE ME!? First of all this is not considered "sitting in the back". And second of all, WHO THE HELL IS THE ASSHOLE THAT CALLED ME A "PACKAGE". The two guys went on speaking…

"Did she put up a struggle?"

"You bet she did. She fought us like crazy. I can see why some people have an interest in this chick; she's got mad skills."

"Hmmm… I see. Well this is where the package is supposed to be dropped off anyway, so let me see her for a second."

"But… Reo…"

Wait a moment… Reo? For some reason that name sounds familiar… Where have I heard that name?

Then, as I finally managed to unlock the handcuffs, I heard them unlocking the doors of the back of the truck. I did what I thought anyone would do … I acted as if I were asleep. Slowly I heard someone approach me slowly. I could feel him looking down on me and watching me, darn bastard even went as far as to brush my hair from my face (my hair got longer, so it was about shoulder length). The other guy, which I'm pretty sure was the one who was driving the truck, was hesitant to come closer to me.

"It seems worn out for some reason…"

IT?!

"Didn't they tell you to treat the package gently?"

If he calls me a "package" one more time, I swear I'm gonna…

"Anyway, go get the people that are taking the package to meet our boss"

THAT'S IT!

I had just about enough of both those guys, that I kinda got mad and I just swung at the guy closest to me. I ended up in a fight with the guy that was driving because the other one got out of the way before my fist could touch his face. That guy wasn't much of a fighter and was out soon, but the other one was not about to go down without a good fight. I couldn't see his face because he was wearing a hoodie. But one of my hits got his hoodie off of him and I managed to see his face. Sadly I was distracted by that, and… well, let's just say that I'm not the only one with one hell of a roundhouse kick. Yet there was no way in hell I was going down for the count… Fuck!

Looks like I'm gonna lose anyway…

I had not notice that the idiot that was driving the truck had gotten back up… now I was surrounded by some guys.

I'll bet my money that these guys are their idea of a welcoming committee…

Once again I was handcuffed and forced to walk with a gun to my back. I was taken into a car and the asshole Reo was the one I was forced to be with. I remembered how I had gotten into this and it is just the most stupid story in the world.

(Flashback begin)

I think I'm going to die…

My legs were killing me! I literally had just run about 3 miles without stopping. Being on the run looked so much cooler on television, not to mention easier. I was ready to just fall over and sleep right there on the street. But I knew that I had to find shelter somewhere. Luckily for me there was and inn just two blocks away. I disguised myself with a black wig and colored contacts and went in.

"Hello there," said the receptionist with a smile.

"Single room for one night, please," I replied.

"What name should I put the room under?" she asked.

"My name is Suzuki Nakagima." I said.

My room was next to the baths, which I was eternally grateful for. I showered and changed my clothes. I no longer slept in pajamas in case I needed to make a quick get-away during the night but especially so I could leave the moment the sun came up. I could never stay in one place for a long time. Then as I was about to go to bed, someone knocked on my door. Apparently it was someone from the staff checking if I needed anything. I yelled that I was fine and that I did not need anything. The person didn't leave and I knew something was wrong. I grabbed the nearest weapon and slowly approached the door. I opened the door and was met with a man. I told him to leave but he grabbed my arm and threw me into the hall. I got up to fight but at that moment someone came up behind me. Before I had anytime to react the person behind me knocked me out.

(Flashback end)

I knew for a fact that these people were a new foe because I was not able to sense their presence, like the guy that attacked me from behind. The other idiots that had been chasing me, they are the ones whom I can easily sense. But, if they are different people, then who…

"Hey, you've been quiet for some time and you've been looking at me the whole time. No offence and all but its kinda creepy."

"You just sent guys to kidnap me, put me in the back of a truck, had me driven here against my will, you pissed me off and now your taking me to meet someone I honestly don't feel like meeting and you call someone staring at you creepy? Well ain't that a laugh."

"If you don't stop using that sarcastic tone of yours, I'm gonna…"

"Gonna what? You can't hurt me. According to you your boss wants me in one piece."

"I don't get why he wants a little girl involved in this." He said in what I think was suppose to be a whisper to himself.

THIS ASS… "FOR YOU INFORMATION, I HAPPEN TO BE 17"

"Really? Couldn't tell. Your flat chest makes you look like a 12 year old."

"You arrogant piece of…" I couldn't help it… I had to kick him.

"OW! Hey that hurt!"

"Oh… widdle Mai didn't mean to hwurt you. I sowy….NOT!"

"Oh you are really pushing it…" I could tell this idiot was getting mad.

"Ya? What you gonna do about it?" Okay, I'm totally pushing it, but HE started it.

For what seemed like forever, we just stared at each other. Then he just said, "Whatever. I'm not going to fight with a child. But do me a favor and stop staring at me."

"What if I don't?"

"Well I'd understand why you wouldn't want to stop looking at me, I mean, most girls don't. I just can't help being this attractive. But I would rather not have you… Um…. Are you okay?"

I slammed my head against the window of the car and was on the verge of a mental breakdown. During this, all I could think was WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE A NARCCASIST?

Me: I'm done…FINALLY! I'm sorry if this is not that good…*DIES*

Mai: ANGEL!?

Gene: *pokes cheek* She just dropped dead. Interesting.

Naru: Please R&R…