Yuri sat on the garden bench, with

Yuri sat on the garden bench, with her legs and arms crossed. She was waiting for someone, someone that she never had seen before. Earlier in the morning she received a call from a unknown number telling her to meet in that place, near to the midnight. And there she was, sitting closer to the lake, the wind playing with all the strands of her hair, sending shivers down her spine. The person was already late, about ten minutes. Yuri looked down, her hands still with traces of blood. No matter how many times she washed her hands, the blood was still there. Some shit guy approached her, asking for some directions, she gave them to him without problems, but then, he wanted more, so much more, and Yuri just wanted less from him, without second thoughts she just pulled the trigger right in the middle of his forehead, checkmate!

Lost in her thoughts Yuri felt a heavy presence beside her. Slowly looking up, she met eyes with a tall blond guy, more or less intimidating.
"Are you the person I've been waiting for?" Yuri asked bitterly, feeling some raindrops falling against her bare arms.

His boss was told him if today he must meet with someone that would started joining them. At first he cannot believed it because his boss said she was a girl. How can a girl joining them? On top of that, she was a killer. He shrugged off that though, went to the place where they were going to meet. He take a glance from the limousine's window. The sky was dark, with the thunders here and there. Also the wind that blowing hard. Kris thumped his fingers over his lap impatiently.
He was late, but this traffic jam seems like make it worse.
Finally after a long wait, he could make it. He arrived at the lake. The leafs on the big trees started wet by the rain, the wild flower dancing along the wind, make a beautiful harmony from the sound of the water on the wet ground.
There it is, he saw the young lady sitting gracefully beside the lake. Her long, wavy hair swinging to the side, dancing gracefully. He approached her without any expression.
"Yes, I am the person." He nodded slightly his head, looking how the girl sounds annoyed at him. Maybe because he was late.
"And i'm sure you are Miss Kwon Yuri, the 'GIRL' that would join us?" He emphasize the girl's word. Still doubting about her skills.
She look feminine, so much a lady like, there is no way she could be able kill someone.
"Let's talk somewhere. It is started raining." He said, again in monotone tone. Give a flat, cold expression on his face.

Yuri raised an eyebrow at the guy. Join "them"? Who were the "them" that the boy was talking about.
Then she remembered her conversation with her uncle, a few months ago.
"Oh no he didn't." she said with gritted teeth. Slowly Yuri looked at the boy with a judging expression.
"You're one of the boys that belong to his gang, don't you?" She asked, almost sure that he was.
Her uncle always wanted the new ones, so that way he could teach them all the things that he know, making them stronger and feared by everyone.
"Well, you can say to my uncle, that I don't want to be a part of 'Hurricane', I want to do my shits alone." Yuri said, returning the cold expression that he gave to her, still, she grabbed his hand pushing him to a shelter not far from where they were.
A shelter full of weapons, her special weapons. "Who are you anyways?" Yuri asked sitting on the counter.

Kris raised his eyebrows as the girl was clueless about his purpose to her.
"Yes, I am one of them." He answered coldly.
"Look miss, if you rejected his commanded, tell him by yourself instead. I'm no-"
Before he could finished his sentence, the young lady already dragged him to somewhere, a shelter.
He pulled his hand away from her grip before standing right in front of her, "You don't need to know who I am." He stated, rather unfriendly not used to 'talk' with girls. Normally he just want them to have sex, but this one, was giving him fight.
"No matter what you say, you must come to the mansion now.