The barca hummed as it skimmed across the water in the dead of night. The three passengers were completely silent as their destination loomed overhead, looking ever so mysterious in the light of the moon. As the barca docked, the passengers quickly jumped out and covered the barca with a dark tarp. In their stealth suits, they seemed to resemble assassins, but they're purpose to being on this island was a mystery to even them.

"Where's the rendezvous again?" asked Valeriya. "The directions weren't too clear." Without hesitation, the violet-haired girl replied, "It's about 5 miles north of here." With a nod from their blonde leader, the three set out north, all while being cautious not to leave any trace of them.

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"Richi, we got a package." The blonde looked up sleepily from his bowl of cereal. "Hm? Who's it from? The black-haired teen looked on all of the sides of the box for a name. "Dunno." Zephyr tossed the box over to the devil child, and went back out to do god knows what.

"Hmm.... I wonder." muttered Richi. Opening the box with caution, he peered inside, only to see a note and some black clothing. As he picked up the note, a picture behind the note fluttered down to the ground, where it lay upside-down, it's contents unknown. Leggere the note as he bent down to retrieve the picture, he became slightly confused until he saw the contents of the photo. "Oh god..."

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Arriving at the rendezvous, they waited until a lone figure came out from the shadows with a smug grin plastered on his face. "So te came."

With a glare that could scare even a velociraptor to obedience, Richi coldly greeted the newcomer. "What's the job?" The other two girls remained silent as the stranger stepped into the light.

He was a mere teenager, only about 18 o so, but he seemed to attempt an air of authority, which failed miserably. With his raven-black hair slicked back with gel, the stench of cologne filling the air, and a clearly expensive Italian suit, he had the perfect image of a bratty rich kid.

"Now, now, why don't we get to know each other first?" He looked over Richi like he was a cockroach and focused his attention on the blonde's partners. "I'm sure we'll soon be veerry well acquainted after some time." Richi snapped his fingers in front of the teen's face to advert attention at his friends, which the pompous brat ignored. Val looked at him with disgust while Scotch seemed to shrink behind her brunette friend to avoid attention. Much to her chagrin, the teen almost pushed aside Val and removed Scotch from her hiding spot.

"Hello there, mademoiselle, how are te doing this fine night? I am Cole. Pleasure to make your acquaintance . " Before he could do anything else, Richi pulled him away from the terrified girl and pinned him to a tree. "Listen, Cole, te even look at my partners and I'll give te an ass-kicking so hard te won't be able to sit for a month."

Cole looked at him with loathing. "Release me, heathen. te wouldn't want that to happen, now would you?" With a snarl, Richi dropped the smug rich kid to the ground and went to stand with his partners, almost like a bodyguard.

Cole picked himself up from the ground, dusted himself, and cleared his throat. "Now then, let's get to business."