Time: 14:59

Date: 2004年11月08

Mission Overseer: None

Mission Objective:  Unknown

-From Them

A short purple and black haired human nearly hissed as he pushed the runner away. "Well if my mission objective is unknown how am I supposed to carry it out?!" the blue and green runner twirled around and bumped up against his left hand again. He glared at it before continuing to walk down the street. All around him were holographic screens showing different advertisments for products floating in the air high above people's heads or inside the sides of buildings. Several Virtua graffiti hacks flashed on some screens, where the Virtua trafficker would hack into the system of the ad runner or the building's main frame and insert the code of their gang's symbol to replace the ad, news or government announcement.

Xian Jia-Jing was a human working for a group of human underground drug dealers. The hottest drug on the market today was called MISHA, it made you see colors that didn't even exist or where a normal human couldn't see, it also made you hallucinate. He didn't want to admit to himself that he was a drug dealer as well, but as he stood on the corner of the street waiting for the street light runner to change, he sighed.

Making his way past people on the street he vanished inside an alley, going behind the dumpster to a small door. Crawling inside he stood up once out of the hole he'd entered into a wide room that looked like it belonged in an abandoned cabin somewhere. The tables were dusty, the couches that sat on the wall opposite him were grey and had holes in them, the floor was wood and creaking, but it was home.

He sighed as his adoptive parents made their way over to him, Shingi a tall tan skinned man with long red and green hair, dressed in a white shirt and a long blue skirt offered him a kind smile. Coming up beside him was Rono, shorter than his partner Rono, dressed in a green shirt and a shorter pale green skirt was paler as well and his shoulder length white and black hair was pulled back into a ponytail. This world was separated by Alphas and Omegas, the Alphas were normally shorter and everyone wore skirts as pants had been banned by the government, Alphas usually wore shorter skirts than their Omega counterparts.

"Did you make the drop?" Rono asked this as he held out his hand, Jia-Jing slapped a stack of what looked like golden potato chips into his hand, this was the currency of their world, called Sites.

"Yea I made the drop, he paid me really good, why'd you send me that runner though? I had already made the drop"

Rono shook his head "insurance, don't worry about it Jia."

Jia sighed and nodded, sitting down at the dinner table to watch as Shingi brought out bowls of his favorite cereal.