AN: For some reason I couldn't send a review reply so I'm going to put them in here.

black Rose: Thank you so much for that. I've been thinking about putting some more assassin action in it for a little while. I just didn't know how to do it. Now that I know someone else wants it, I'll try to think up something.

Gigglesandbooks: I actually really like that idea and I'm definitely going to use the concept of it so thanks!

Max's POV

I wake up to a piercing scream coming from someone. I jump up and rush out of my room, sword in hand. This seems all too familiar to me. I search around for the source of the irritating noise and discover it is coming from Dreslin's room. When I walk in, Dreslin is cornered by someone in an all-black stealth suit coming at her with a sleek black sword that has a blood red hilt.

"Max!" Dreslin yells.

Whoever it is turns around as I rush at him. His blade meets mine with a clang of steel. Surprisingly this guy has strength and almost gets me because I am caught off guard, but I quickly recover and shove him off of me. We begin to circle each other.

"Get Ashley and Fang! Hurry!" I yell at Dreslin who quickly turns to do as I asked.

"Who are you?" I ask the guy circling me.

No answer. I lunge at him, but he blocks my thrust.

"Not answering is considered rude you know." I say conversationally.

He makes jab for me which I easily block, but then he keeps doing that repeatedly. Blow after blow. Never diminishing the strength behind his attack. I begin to wonder how long I can keep this up when Fang storms into the room and moves me aside to take over my position. There is a burning fire in his eyes and a cold efficiency in his movements that lets me know that whoever this stranger is and however much strength he possesses, he has no chance against Fang. As if to prove my point, Fang delivers a lethal stab to his chest. I turn to discover Ashley and Dreslin leaning against the doorframe. Then we watch as Fang takes off his opponents mask to reveal a guy who looks even older than Fang. Seems to be of the Asian type.

"Do you know him Fang?" I ask, breaking the silence.

"No," he says then takes out his phone.

"I'm going to report this to the agency. Dreslin, get your sword and keep it with you. Stay together. We don't know how this guy got in here or whether there are more of them. Call Iggy and the others to make sure they are all right." he says going into director mode then walks out. Sometimes it's easy to forget who the higher up of all of us is, but it's times like this where we remember. Ashley calls Iggy and explains what happens to him. He says that they are all okay, but they'll be on alert. Dreslin grabs her sword.

Speaking of swords. "This guy's sword isn't bad looking," I mutter under my breath and walk closer to where his body is to get a better look at it.

"Max, you cannot have his sword. It's evidence." Ashley calls over to me. Oops. Didn't realize she would hear me.

"I'm just looking," I respond.

As I get closer to the sword, I see an inscription on the side in Japanese. The Dragon

That's got to mean something. Maybe we angered a couple of Japanese mobs or something. It's possible. Or a few big business owners or...well I'm going to stop. There are a lot of possibilities.

Fang comes back about ten minutes later and says grimly, "Looks like our vacations cut short,"

"There's an inscription on this guy's sword. It says the Dragon. Do you know anything about that?" I ask him.

"Yes actually, they're a separate Japanese branch. What I don't know is why they would send an assassin after any of us... The Agency actually thinks Jeb may be after this attack." he answers, face scrunching up.

"That makes sense. Even though it doesn't," Ashley cuts into our musing. "Jeb may have hired them to come after us just to throw us off. We know he has a reason to want any number of us. Dead or alive."

"That does make sense..." Dreslin agrees.

"We should go to the others." Fang says.

So we all pile into the Batmobile and drive over there. On the ride, an ugly thought pops into my head. Angel. It could be her. She could've betrayed us again. I decide to have a nice chat with her.

When we walk in, they are all sitting on the couch, swords in hands, waiting on us.

"Angel. Can I talk to you?" I ask tensely. No one says anything, but I can just feel them prepare for the worst. She nods and follows me. Angel still hasn't made it into my good graces yet.

I lead her into the hallway between the rooms.

"Did you betray us Angel?" I ask.

"No Max," she says seriously.

"Do you know if Jeb's behind it?" I ask, continuing my questioning.

"Most likely," she answers with a nod.

"Now tell the truth Angel. Have you had contact with Jeb since being back with us?" I ask.

She hesitates slightly before answering, "Yes,"

"What did he say? Did he mention the attack?" I ask.

Again she thinks before saying, "He may have mentioned another 'test' or something"

"And you didn't think to mention that?" I ask and my voice rises slightly.

"I didn't think anything of it. Jeb likes to just talk." she says like it's nothing.

All of my peaceful reasoning is running out of me. "Okay Angel, listen and listen good. You don't want to endanger us anymore because I am only so close to not hurting you right now. So it would be best if you tell me of any other friendly chats you might have with Jeb." I say threateningly.

"And you listen here Max. The only reason all of you are ALIVE right now is because I like you and because I don't want the guilt or your blood on my hands. So I would suggest you get over your trust issues right here and right now." she says back to me challengingly.

We lock eyes. At this point it's just a matter of whose will is stronger. I happen to know for a fact that it's mine so I Iet her have her fun thinking she's in control for a second before I step backward, cross my arms, and then say, "You're not going to win this,"

She steps back too and says, "You think I don't know that already?"

"Then we understand our positions here?" I ask.

"Yep," she nods.

"Just don't do anything too stupid," I say lastly before turning and leading the way back to the others.

She knows that if she endangers any of us in any immediate way, I won't hesitate to hurt her.

From the expressions on everyone's faces when we walk in, a good portion of our conversation was heard, but I don't care. This involves all of them anyway.

"So what now?" Nudge asks, breaking the silence.

"I suggest we wait for more orders from the Agency. They're looking into the assassin that was sent to us," Fang says then chuckles darkly.

"Hey Nicky, what's so funny over there?" Iggy asks.

"Someone tried to assassinate assassins," Fang answers.

This results in a hearty laugh from Iggy while the rest of us look at them like they've gone bonkers. Which they most likely have.

AN: So as you can see the story will be taking a change of pace. I hope it's not too bad, but as I've said before, I really let the story get away from what I wanted it to be. So review on whether this is good or bad.

P.S. Oh my gosh, I just re-read and edited this chapter and I actually really like it I hope you like it as much as I do! :) :) :) Please review!