[b][i]Amaterasu[/i][/b] [b][u]Dojoville Pavilion, Midnight[/u][/b] [b]There were brisk steps as the small figure rounded the corner, sweat beating from her forehead as she gasped for air... Everything ached... Everything burned... Her lungs tore and writhed as she gasped for air. Her black hair clung to her head as the rain beat down...[/b] [b]She pushed against the bodies of people, tripping them and causing them to stumble, some even cursing as she ran... Such a small child clearly didn't belong... [/b] [b]She wanted to stop and just give in... But she knew what was waiting for her if she did... [/b] // [i]"Target moving towards cafe... Stay on approach..."[/i] [b]Five... Five figures sprinting across the courts, plowing through people and running across roofs as they moved in pursuit of their target, their red mechanical eyes bearing murderous intent... Their lithe bodies snaked through the crowded night streets in quick succession, intent on their target...[/b] [b]Each one was well armed, four blades, stealth combat gear, rifle, and two handguns... The perfect team for hunting a dangerous girl...[/b] [spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/me6Ze0c[/spoiler] [b]One swerved and slammed into a strange blue being before continuing towards the sim room, another melding into the rain as his cloak engaged, another pushing towards the open crowds, the other two taking to the roofs once more...[/b] // [b]She could feel her strength waning as she cut a corner, the tears streaming freely now, but no sobs escaping her... Not that you could tell in the onslaught of water...[/b] [i]"Hey you!"[/i] [b]No. Don't stop...[/b] [i]"Hey! Why are you running?!"[/i] [b]They were close.[/b] // [b]One, two, one, two... They could see her now. Bright orange sweater and pink skirt... Small shoes, and bright blue eyes.[/b] [b]One pulled his rifle and took aim, the silenced shot slamming into the back of her leg.[/b] // [b]She fell, head hitting the ground with hard thud, her eyes flashing a dazzling purple for a mere second before she whimpered and stumbled back to her feet. [/b] [b]Funny how survival could make pain vanish...[/b] [b]She limped, limped as fast as she could into the back entrance of the closest building, a bar.[/b] [b]She stumbled through the spotless kitchen, coating the tiled floors with mud, water, and blood...[/b] [b]She quickly found a food cabinet and slipped inside, pulling her knees close as tears streamed down her red cheeks... Blood pulsed in her head and her lungs burned...[/b] [b]They had seen her go in... They had seen her...[/b] [i]"Hey!"[/i] [b]Suddenly the doors swung open and a large man with an apron stared down at her, at first in anger, and then in shock. He had never seen a shivering, bleeding child with eyes full of fear. He quickly ran a hand across his shiny, sweat covered bald head.[/b] [i]"Hey... It's okay... I won't hurt you. Just tell me what's goin-"[/i] [b]And then in an instant, his eyes rolled back into his head as his blood sprayed across her, the black knife in his neck twisting until his life was snuffed out.[/b] [b]And then... She screamed... She screamed with a newly invigorated power, her eyes clamping shut, turning puffy and red... They were here... They had found her...[/b] // [b]The scream carried throughout the Dojo courts, a scream for help, as the bar filled with the sound of gunfire. People tried to flee as the five assassins open fired on all the patrons and cleared the building, returning to the girl hidden away like a cornered mouse, aiming their guns at her as her cries for help pierced the night air.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]