~The Night Before~

Karin Littner was camped out on the roof of a building a quarter mile away from a construction site. Or, more precisely, a demolition site. A very old building was slated to be destroyed. The problem was, some people were convinced it had historical significance, and were bound and determined to save it. They just needed more time to get the evidence. Karin was going to give them that time. After all, it was what she was hired to do. She set up her rifle, adjusting the scope, checking it's focus. She then loaded a single uranium bullet, and looked through the scope.

Demolition was set to start the next morning. One, single wrecker. She took careful aim, taking into account the wind. She squeezed the trigger, and energy crackled at the end of the barrel, before there was a thunderous crack like a car backfiring, a flash of blue, and then the end of the wrecker exploded. THe wrecking ball dropped, cracking the street, and the end of the wrecker was left a mass of twisted, shredded, and melted metal. Fixing it would take forever, and it with how things were going in the city these days, it would take some time to get another wrecker. Not to mention trying to find out what happened.

Karin stood, picked up the shell casing from the roof, and strapped on her rifle, before taking off. Job well done, time to go home. And get ready for school in the morning.

~Present~



Karin was on duty, helping the children find their classrooms. She was an elementary school teacher, though she sometimes helped out with the preschoolers. She was often requested to do so. She loved children, and had a way with them. She was in a very good mood. She'd been contacted that morning by her 'clients' and had been informed that they had found possible evidence, and just needed to get it to the proper people. Now that they had time to do so, they were very grateful. She could come by later on in the day to negotiate the price, and the next day, she'd recieve payment. Cash, of course. Harder to track.

She was standing in the hall, ushering children to their classes, and laughing a bit at some of their antics. A little boy tugged on her sleeve, and she turned to look at him. "You pwetty..." Karin just smiled warmly, ruffling his hair a bit.

"Thank you! And you are very handsome! Are you here for preschool?" The little boy nodded, and she gently led him to where he needed to be. "I hope you enjoy your time here, then. What's your name?"

"Keitawo!" She chuckled softly at that.

"Do you mean Keitaro?" When he nodded, she smiled. "Nice to meet you, Keitaro. Now run along." He entered the preschooler classroom, and she returned to the hall. It was a relatively small school with a rather small group of students. There weren't many preschoolers, especially.



(Need a male or female to either be the parent of one of Karin's students, or if that doesn't work, another teacher. They will eventually find out about her double life. If you have any questions, let me know.)