Prolouge

It was a dark and stormy night as a familiar black car drove down the road. Inside were two men who if you looked at them funny you'd regret it.

In the backseat was another person who seemed to be very annoyed as he looked at a paper.

"That Kid..." The man said, "he's going to ruin us."

"I find it amusing," Vodka said, "You can't even find a phantom."

"And for being so skilled when you killed him before," Gin replied.

"Ah shut up," Snake said, "The Phantom Thief is tricky once we get Pandora we'll kill him easily."

"It'd be easier if you had remembered his face," Gin answered, "than you could find him easily."

"And be like you?" Snake asked, "You don't even remember the face of half the people you kill," Snake said, "maybe you should take your own advice."

"I won't hesitate to kill you right now," Gin said.

The cell phone in the car went off and Gin answered it.

"Yes?" he asked and listened to the voice, "I see very interesting."

Snake just listened knowing whoever was on the phone had great respect with Gin.

"I understand," Gin said and hung up.

Gin smiled and Snake sighed.

"What's the smile for?" Snake asked.

"Our Poison..." Gin said, "It has a side effect."

"A Side Effect really..." Snake said, "why is that making you smile?"

"Because it looks like we get to hunt down some old friends," Gin said, "And this time they won't survive."

"You go do that I have other business to attend to," Snake replied, "like killing a Phantom again."

(And that's that for the prolouge. If the black organization is a bit off I'll fix it later)