"You've just encountered some bad luck." The gun shot could be heard miles away as a mysterious young man in black pulled the trigger to his trademark gun, the Hades. With golden eyes and spikey brown hair, the man looked exactly like a cat. A black cat. Smirking with pride, a long wavy blonde haired beauty stepped out from the shadows, just in front of the man.

"You did well Heartnet." She spoke in a monotone voice. "I am impressed."

"How many damn times must i tell you to call me Train, Sephiria." Train smirked, the bell on the choker of his neck ringing as he tilted his head. Sephiria's gaze softened as the two burst into laughter."Maybe I should start calling you Arks." He laughed. She shook her head and began walking down to a car parked below the hill they were standing on. Train followed after her. It had been almost two years since he'd defeated Creed and 'kidnapped' Sephiria. The two had grown quite close, creating their own organization known as the Black Ark. Involved within the Ark with them were Sven, Eve, and Rinslet. The Black Ark was merely a bounty hunting job, jazzed up with their own unique skill and style. Sven sighed as he saw them coming back down. He started the car and waited with a cigarette in his mouth. Train, being the gentlemen, opened the door for Sephiria. He got in on the other side, smirking to Sven and a sleeping Eve in the front two seats.

"Why is the princess sleeping? We did all the work." Train groaned, pouting his lips out slightly. Sven threw him a look and pulled off, driving down the empty streets.

"Why is this town so quiet at night?" Sephiria asked, glancing out her window. She turned to Train, studying his own curious expression. Sven tossed a piece of crumbled paper back to them, puffing on his cigarette. "What's this?"

"I found it stapled to a tree while the two of you were out having fun." Sephiria uncrumbled the paper and scanned her eyes over the picture of a mass murder. Train, leaned closer to her, reading over it.

"Amunova Sparks eh?" Train grinned. "Sven, I think we just found our new target."

"That figures." Sven said with a sigh, pulling the car over near a hotel. "Rinlset should already have our rooms. When the two of you return from your little serenade, go to the front desk. The keys will be under your names." Sephiria smirked to Train and nodded, getting out and walking off down the street. Sven watched, shaking his head as he picked up Eve and carried upstairs to the hotel.

Train read over the bounty script again, his mind going over strategies for capture. "It says he enjoys attacking women who are alone wlaking around at night."

"Well, lets find ourselves a dark street." Sephiria grinned. Train nodded, turning and walking into an alley way. "You can perch yourself on the roof, I'll do my thing." Handing Train her over coat, she wore a tight figure hugging shirt. She tore the skirt she was wearing, making it shorter, the hem stopping at her mid thighs. "There, now I just prance around right?"

Train glanced her up and down, liking her new style. "Yep, and I'll be the hero." He grinned playfully, climibing up the ladder to the roof. "Your buying me some milk for this." He said, giving her the thumps up.

"Here we go." She began walking down the alley, and out the other side to a street with no lights. the wind blew bitterly, causing her to shiver. She could feel eyes on her, and they weren't Trains. "come on.." she whispered, walking slowly. ' the paper specified this area as his main route..' she thought, looking around. Train eyes darted as his ears picked up multiple sounds. Where the hell was this guy coming from? Did he have some kind of tatic? Sephiria heard a loud rustling sound and turned to the woods. She never heard Trains' voice calling out to her as something launched at her unexpectedly.