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Tsk. Tsk. Double-posting? Bad. DOUBLE-TOPIC-ING??!!! EVIL.

WOOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! Conan Gangnam Style! Heeeeey sexy lady!!!

Anokata. Knowledge, logic, strategies, codes. Sharpshooting. Sniping. Disguising. EVERYTHING.

Huge flames rose from the ground. Smoke engulfed the area as everything else shook hard. The pillars broke down one by one and the people around her panicked. They ran from the scene. She was left all alone there. Blood flowed continuously from her chest wound. Her vision blurred. In front of her she saw a silhouette....moving closer and closer to her. Her eyes drooped....this was the last vision she saw before she fell into deep slumber. Bright lights. White---everything was white... She woke up, enclosed in a clear glass tube. Her head ached hard. It was as if her skull was breaking down. It was hard getting her eyes in focus. The headache was driving her insane. The glass case above her opened, and she sat straight, her long black hair flowed smoothly at her back. Where am I? She asked herself. She tried to remember what happened, what she saw last...anything that would give her a clue as to her situation right now. But it was to no avail. Her mind just wouldn't process anything. She stood up and went out of the glass tube. She was in a laboratory. A white laboratory. Everything was white--the shelves, the sinks, floor, seats, desks--EVERYTHING. She walked into a huge mirror on her left. She examined herself. Long, straight black hair ran smoothly over her shoulders, to her back. She wore a long black hospital gown that went over her knees, which was pretty unusual, for everything else around her was white. What intrigued her most were her eyes. Striking silver gray orbs that were cold as steel. They were deep, dark....but they were beautiful. "It seems you have awaken," a voice said, from behind her. She turned around, and at the doors was a tall man wearing a black suit. "Who-" She asked, but she stopped almost immediately as he raised his hand, signaling her to stop. "I came here to give you something. As for who I am, I am afraid that is classified information. "I am also here to tell you everything you need to know about who you are. You are Aquilas, a fifteen year old girl who will be used by our organization in order to fulfill our missions. You owe us your life, for we saved you. Now you must obey our orders without hesitation." He walked in front of her, holding out a shoulder bag. Opening it, she saw a gun, a dagger, and a purse. "That will be everything you need. As for shelter, I will take you there now." He threw her a bag containing clothes. "Change." He walked out the lab, and shut the doors.

DCW's Detective Boys-fanatic.

Okay, now that Eva-neechan's "dead", I'll be posting now. A young girl of fifteen walked in the streets wearing a black jacket, jeans, and converse black running shoes, her sleek black straight hair tied back in a ponytail. The people who passed by her avoided her in an instant. Her striking gaze.....steel grey eyes that seemed to pierce through walls. She was onto her way to the Tampa Airport, where, apparently, a commotion was ongoing. It was orders. Her cellphone beeped. It was a text message from a person called Erru. [sorry if it's a bit short, I wish I could've made it a bit longer, but I REAALLY gotta go sleep now. Mom's orders. *shrugs* Night, guys]