The Gods Kids...Warriors DragonClan!

"Ehhhhhh? Again? I feel like we just finished doing that!" she complained. Yuki glanced at him and wrapped her arms around his and began to blush. A small smile replace her frown and she dragged him to the mission debriefing room.

Fang pulled back from her once they were inside the debriefing room. He brushed his hair back from his face and gracefully sank into a chair. The aristocratic air again surrounded him, and his crimson eyes swirled with impatience.

Yuki took out her Ds and put it on mute. She began to play some sort of Dating Sims game(think like rune factory or princess debut type stuff). Ah games! How addicting they are....

After a few more minutes of waiting, Fang slammed an open palm on the table. "They have some nerve, summoning us here and then making us wait," Fang murmured, eyes dark with loathing. Rising to his feet, he went to the door and placed a palm on it. "They're not even heading this way," he growled, turning back to Yuki. His teeth were bared in a snarl and his canines were slightly elongated.

Yuki frowned and glanced at him while gently placing her small delicate-seeming hand on his shoulder "Calm down. I have a game you can play if you want...I know they're irritating and should all DIE but we must be the better person. Its best to just ignore them....or at least that's what they said in my manga..."

(i'm going to bed now, i'll post in the mornin.)

Fang rolled his eyes and slumped back down in his chair. "Yeah, I know. You're right. Sorry." His fingers drummed against the table, the only visible sign of annoyance. Reaching behind to his belt he removed a knife and a sharpening tool and began sharpening his knife. A slightly savage gleam was in his eye.

Yuki let out a sigh and then continued with her game.

(Ehehe. "Mornin" turned into night.)
The door abruptly burst open, and Jones and several other men came in. "Mission report." Jones said timidly, eyes shifting to Fang. He set the folder on the table between Yuki and Fang, seeming very scared. The men behind him murmured several phrases such as, "Get to work", "Bring them down," and "Do your job well or else."

Fang rose to his feet jerkily. Jones flinched back as if afraid of being hit. "I get it," Fang hissed. "You can go now."
One of the men grabbed Fang's shirt collar. "Watch your tone, cur."
Fang's eyes blazed back, heated with anger. "Yes sir," he muttered, tone clipped.
The men exited, leaving the door to click shut behind them. Fang's eyes still burning with rage, he slid the file across the table to Yuki wordlessly. Meeting her eyes he muttered another low, "Sorry..."

Yuki smiled brightly at him,"Don't worry about it." She gentally grabbed the folder and quickly read it before passing it to Fang. There was many possiblities as to what the creature might be.

Fang took the file and scanned it quickly. "Well. This is absolutely useless." Throwing the file down on the table, he stood, eyes still with a strange glint in them. "Let's just get this over with."

Yuki smiled at him,"Hai!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him as they headed off. She climbed in the back of the large Recycling truck which was actually much like a limo and began to go through the guns selected there.

Fang followed her, much more stoically. He already had tons of knives strapped to his person, but he still picked up a single gun with the japanese character for fang engraved into it. After shoving the gun into his belt he settled back against the seat, seemingly lost in thought.

Yuki began to get a creepy (some might even say disturbed) look on her face as she began shuffling through the guns. She gentally picked up a small black handgun, a black medium sized gun with an extra handle, and then she grabbed a large case and began to piece together a bazooka, but stopped when she noticed a small flamethrower. An evil grin appeared on her face, Oh how she loved guns! She took apart the bazooka again and placed it back in it case and took the flamethrower and strapped two traditional japanese swords to her back, the two guns to her thighs and held the flamethrower.

Fang rolled his eyes slightly at her choice of weapon, but it wasn't as if HE was being forced to use it. So he didn't really mind all that much. Twirling a knife by the hilt, he stared out the window, strange look on his face.

Yuki just sat there and hummed a little song...

They arrived rather quickly, and Fang stepped lithely from the car. Glancing around, he murmured, "How are we supposed to find this thing?"

Yuki sighed at him and suddenly a large flock of bats separated and began looking. yuki just gave him a look and sat on a rock and waited.

"Right. You can do that." Fang said with an ironic twist of his lips.

She waited until she spotted one lone bat flying up to them. It was particularly tiny and cute. It began to squeak wildly at them. She gleamed angerily at the forest,"Whatever it was it has been eating my precious pets."she hissed out. "This way." she stated as she began to traverse to eastern region of the large forest, bat perched delicately on her squeaking the occassional direction.

Fang shifted his form to a panther before following. His new lithe form looked dangerous and ready to fight.

As they began to approach the creature they suddenly began to hear a baby wailing and getting louder as they got closer.

"Seriously? A baby?" Fang sighed and did a facepalm.

Yuki sighed,"I've never seen such an ugly baby!"

"All babies are ugly," Fang retorted, snorting.

"Your the only one who thinks that Fang...its just this one is particularly ugly..."she stated making a face of disgust.