15 year old Romeo was sitting in a tree in the gardens of Grand Duke Nori's manor. Tonight would be the night the Grand Duke would die!

He looked over at his partner, Wendy, and gave her a nod.

She nodded back and with a slight rustle of leaves, launched herself onto the roof of the U shaped house of the dead man.

His thoughts strayed to the short old mans orders:

"Pay him and his house back in blood for Mako. Leave no survivors, no guards, no servants, and no Duke."

Four years ago, he and Wendy would both have refused to kill any innocents, but now, after a year of watching they knew the truth. No one was innocent in that house, and it would be a pleasure to make a point in blood.

'If you kill one of us we will get you, and you'll always wonder when we will until we do.'

Over the last 8 years, thousands of the Dukes men have fallen prey to the talents of wet boys, and so many knifes were found in the chambers of the Grand Duke that you could build a house out of the blades, and of course the Duke had to be careful of where he sat or what he ate.

Romeo smiled in spite of himself. 'All the tortures of hell will be a nice vacation after the past 8 years. We wet workers are worse than any thing a demon can think up.'

He was jerked out of his thoughts by the sound of an owl coming from his partner. The signal. He hoped down to the gates, closed to keep out the occasional burglar, 'Or perhaps to try and keep out any blood thirsty wet workers.'

A vicious grin broke out across his face as he stalked the first guard, his fathers dagger in his fist. It would taste its last drops of blood tonight!

In one quick motion, Romeo wrapped his arm around the guards neck, and with his other hand, drove the knife into the base of the mans throat stoping his cry before it could even begin and slowly, lowered him to the ground so that his body wouldn't make any noise.

Romeo waited another second before pulling the blade from the corpse. Then got up and moved on, in search of more targets for his vengeance.

Wendy watched as Romeo cut down the guards with a mixture of excitement and horror. Here was this gentle boy, that she'd practically grown up with, killing people.

She glanced over at the three dead men on the roof to her left. 'We are both killers now.'

They hadn't been her first kills, no. Her mind bringing forth the memory of an older man, who she'd murdered for the money in his wallet. 'Tom Basra.' She remembered from his license.

She shook herself, and went back to watching her partner. He had almost finished with the guards on the ground, and the time of silence was almost over.

She dashed across the roof towards Romeo, leaping off at the same moment his knife plunged into the throat of the guard.

She used her wind to catch herself as she fell, landing lightly on her feet.

"You know, you look like a blue haired angel when you do that." Whispered Romeo as she approached him.

"Maybe that's what they'll call me." She joked. "Wendy the archangel!"

"And what would I be?" Romeo asked with a slight twinkle in his eye.

"The street rat." Wendy giggled as his face soured.

"Laugh it up, dust devil. At least I am only half, street rat." He smirked.

Wendy shot him a look that promised pain later and Romeo's grin became broader than ever.

He pulled the knife out of the guards throat and then wiped it on the mans uniform. "Shall we enter the halls of our friend target?" He asked sarcastically.

"Let us do so, and upon our departure later, let us leave him strung up by a hook in his belie." She replied in kind.

Of course they had to find the other guards and the servants, which didn't take long. All the servants where in the servants quarters. So they just rubbed a poison on they're hands and left them to die in they're sleep. The guards how ever, where for the most part awake, and so the pair settled on more direct methods.

It was half an hour before the last two guards died outside the Grand Dukes bedroom, one by a knife and the other blown out the window as the air in his lunges flared to a a thousand degrees.

The two wet workers glanced at each other, then as one pushed open the doors and walked into the room in witch the Grand Duke slept.

"Should we wake him?" Wendy asked quietly.

"It seems proper, I mean a man is usually awake for his execution isn't he?" And with that he lit the mans pillows on fire.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Screamed the Duke as he flung himself from bed. "Guards, you let another one of those assassins in here didn't you! I'm going to have your heads for this!" Then he noticed the two standing by the foot of his bed.

"Who the hell are you boy!" He shouted at Romeo. Then he seemed to notice Wendy. "Ah I see." He's demeanor changed to that of a man of business.

"I apologize for my outburst, but I was rather rudely awakened. Now how much did you want to sell the girl for?"

Romeo stiffened. His anger growing colder by the second.

He stalked toward the man, and almost growled. "Your head seems fair enough, what do you think Wen?"

Wendy put her hand on his shoulder, "How about we burn him from the neck down." Her words where ice and her smile was that of a snake.

As one they used they're talents, Romeo using his fire to burn the Duke to the bone and Wendy using her wind to stop it from spreading to the rest of the room.

Twenty miles away, a baker woke from his sleep and listened. He would never know that those howls he heard were the dying screams of the Grand Duke Nori, but he did know that it was the start of something terrifying.