Disclaimer : I do not own any of Lucky Star Characters, nor any of the DC Universe Characters.

This story was something kept hidden in the depths of my mind for a few years now, and only today I summoned the courage to write it. It WILL have lots of gruesome deaths, graphical violence, só if you don't like it, don't read it. Anyway, onwards with the story!

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The Black Raven Pub was rather famous between criminals for the security it provided for the shady meetings it hosts almost every hour. Day upon day, hundreds of criminals walked through those black wooden doors, quickly finding a safe spot to do whatever they need to do, safe from the police, mercenaries, or whoever they had on their back. The perfect place for Hughes Barkley to hold his meeting. Of course, he didn't like that place, didn't like it at all. Way too shady, way too safe, he thought, having goosebumps since he stepped inside the bar. He felt something dark within that bar, something evil. Like he walked right inside the devil's mouth, and now could do nothing but to wait for it to close, sinking his sharp teeth in his flesh.

"Yo, earth to Hughes, come back, man! We ain't got all day!," shouted a man to his left, Engineer Williams Stuart. He was a tall, dark skinned man, with strong muscles hidden behind his black hoody and baggy jeans. He showed not one of the concerns Hughes clearly had written in his face, instead he had a huge smile, filled with yellow teeth.

"Sorry, lost my train of thoughts for a moment there, Will."

"No worries man, just tell us what you got. I'm needing some serious cash, let's just hope this works out, 'kay?," said Will, his voice overall friendly and carefree to everyone. Not to Hughes. He knew Will for far too long for this hidden threat to go unnoticed. No, he knew if nothing went right, he would be in for a world of pain. Will's friends would make sure of that.

"Right., " looking around, he was pleased to see that everyone was paying attention to him. "Here's the deal. I got some information telling me that Wayne Enterprises are to perform some tests here in Tokyo. Expensive stuff, as you all should know now. I didn't get the information about what exactly it was, but for they to be testing here, in Japan of all places, it must be really important. "

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!," yelled Will, wide brown eyes staring at him. " Wayne Enterprises? Man, this is wrong! Their security is flawless! No one has stolen from them before. Are you mad?"

Hughes smiled, knowing quite well what they would be facing in this little scheme. Combat Drones, traps and heavily armored guards would be only the beginning. Yes, he knew quite well what they would face. Yet it was worth it, or at least he thought it was worth it. I'm going to get rich selling those weapons blueprints, thought him, before finishing his speech.

"That's where you come in, Will. You gotta find us a way through, we'll deal with what's inside later. Anyway, here's the deal...," he paused, for a few seconds, earning funny looks and worried glances. It was there, he thought. Somewhere, in that room, something was watching their every move. His sweat indicated fear, and his eyes were now wide. Not good.

The light flickered for a bit too long, and he was starting to regret paying that extra cash for a hidden room beneath the pub. It flickered once again, and every single one of them had worried expressions on their faces. Some had their hands inside their jackets. Probably holding their weapons, thought Hughes, without much surprise. And, suddenly, the lights went out, and he was now wishing he had a weapon to hold, like the others.

Hughes expected people shouting, chairs falling to the ground and loud steps all around the room. Instead, what he heard was absolute silence. Everything was calm for a few moments. Damn owner must have forgotten to pay his bills again, fuck, thought Hughes, actually starting to calm down. There was nothing there, he kept telling himself, there's no way there was someone there with them. He took every single step to avoid that.

And just when he about to open his mouth, something fell on the floor, heavily. And as suddenly as it started, the loud sounds of gunshots echoed through the room, every flash of light both clarifying and blinding.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit...SHIT!," screamed the man, as he ran to the nearest wall. That was not supposed to happen, he thought, his heart beating almost way to loudly in his chest. In fear, Hughes covered both his eyes and ears, in hope of a quick end to whatever hell was happening there.

After several minutes, the room fell into absolute silence yet again. Once he realized the lights were on again, he risked open his eyes, wishing to find most of the people he called staring at the unknown threat, laughing as they always seemed to do. What greeted him, however, was the many corpses of his co-workers. His friends. The coppery smell of blood mixed with the smokes of gunpowder and his own piss and that terrible sight made him vomit all over the floor. His sweat was pouring heavily from his bald head, ruining his expensive brown suit.

Hughes felt his head spinning, not daring to look at the corpses another time. The man tried to stand up, to run from that accursed place, but as soon as he stepped, he slipped in a pool made of blood, piss and vomit, and he fell head on in the wet floor.

"Whoever is there, whoever...did this," the bald started, trying desperately to get out of that place alive. "Please, let me live! I...I have money! Yes, lots of money! I can pay you well! Just...," his voice died when he heard someone walking his way. It was walking his way, he thought. Lifting his face upwards, what was there was by no means scary, a really small person wearing baggy black jeans, a grey hoody was covering its face. It stopped right in front of him, and he was suddenly stiff, rigid as a rock, afraid of moving even a finger.

"Pathetic...," said the figure with a high-pitched voice. The lack of emotions in it making the man more scared than he already was. "You don't even deserve my blade," it said, with the slightest drop of hatred in it. Shivers ran across his spine, as his captor slowly took a pistol from his back with his left hand. The devilish grin he sported did nothing to try to hide the satisfaction he was feeling, and that only weighted more in Hughes fears. First, he pointed, taking his time, then came the flash, blinding the coward man, and finally, the sound. And the pain. It was so intense, that he could not even scream, instead he found himself trashing in the floor, without the capability of even understand where has he been shot.

Death was nothing like he always imagined, thought him for the last time. There was no light in the end of the tunnel, no stairway to heaven - or hell -, nothing. He was alone, in the midst of total darkness, his only friends were his own pain and fears. As the trashing stopped, so did Hughes Barkley's life, as his face twisted in pain and fear, his suit dirty with his blood and his lack of dignity. The perfect ending for someone like him, thought his assassin darkly.

He spared the man one last look, and started to walk towards the room, answering the call from his communicator.

" Moshi moshi?, ", he began, in Japanese. " Ah, Boss! Yes, yes, job's done. Expecting my payment within this week, eh? Nah, it was very easy " He looked at the massacre she had caused " Don't worry, just got shot in the right arm, gonna treat it soon. Meet ya in the meeting place. Bye bye~ " his voice sang as he slipped the communicator back inside his pocket, with a sigh. That was going to hurt in the morning, he thought, as he left the room, blending inside the crowding and disappearing.

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Izumi Konata grudgingly woke up at 14:30 after being mercilessly assaulted by her digital clock's alarm for nearly thirty minutes. Throwing away the blue comforters covering her bed, she risked glancing at the window with her left eye, the other still happily shut with sleep. The bright sun entering her room quickly caused it to shut again in a painful way, the girl was never a morning person, after all. What day is today, was the first thing to cross the otaku's mind, followed quickly by the fact that she already lost two of her favorite animes, a terrible fact, as it left her gaping at the wall, wondering how that had happened.

Everything was perfectly planned, she would wake up at 13:00, and quickly turn on her TV, only stopping at 15:00 to have lunch. Sleep be damned, she cursed. Both eyes now adjusted to the brightness of the room, she spared her arm a quick look, just to see if there was no blood in it. The bandages were dry. Good. She still had no idea how she had been shot, she usually was so careful in a job. Or at least she thought she was careful. Oh, well, not gonna help it heal faster. Wonder what Kagami is doing, wondered the blue haired girl, her lips curving in a smile, one of those sweet ones their friends rarely saw.
Picking up her phone number, her fingers blurred by the speed with which she dialed her friend's number.

After a few rings, someone answered the phone.

"Hello, Hiiragi Residence, who is it?," it answered, and Konata recognized Kagami's voice behind the line. Of course, she could recognize the other girl's voice almost everywhere, for that matter.

"Oh, Kagamin! 'Morning!," she answered, cheerfully yet still a little bit sleepy. That fact reinforced by the huge yawn that followed.

" Osu, Konata!," the bluenette could almost see the smile on her friend's face. Oh, that smile...,she trailed, lost in thoughts. " Konata? Oi, blue haired midget, don't call me and leave me hanging on the phone!"

"Huh? Oh! Sorry, sorry, Kagamin, was too busy imagining the smile you made at the phone.," answered Konata, her own smile growing larger, twisting in her signature cat-like grin.

"H...How did you know? Wait, wait, don't answer that, it's probably something too weird to even think about. Anyway, what did you want?," answered the lilac haired girl, sporting a small blush on her face. It was still a mistery to Kagami how could she tell when she was smiling or blushing, but it really didn't matter, she thought, those singular sweet moments weren't enough for the hell that blue devil made her pass everyday in the past. Ah, if she could only believe her own thoughts. Truth is, she really missed Konata.

"Was bored, how is college going?"

"Eh, pretty good, actually. History is actually pretty fun, and Tsukasa is doing well on her Gastronomy college, even if that's not such a surprise. What about you, what have you been doing? You never told me if you were studying. Heh, I guess all you do everyday is sit on that chair of yours playing your games with Nanako, eh, Konata?"

"Whoah, bull's eye, Kagamin, I'm touched you know me so well. Good work, Padawan!," cheered the otaku, giving her window a thumbs up.

"Wait, you seriously gave up on studying?," asked Kagami, rubbing her temples. The nerve...she asked for help with studying so many times, for nothing?, thought the girl, disappointed. Of course, she didn't mind at all all the times she went to the otaku's house, she loved spending time with her. Loved? Hm...yes, she quite loved spending time with Konata, thought Kagami.

"Eh, doesn't matter, Kagamin, don't stick to the boring topics! Say, wanna come here today? If you're free, I mean. "

"Sure, why not. When should I go?"

"How about right now?," if possible, her grin grew even more.

"Right now, hm. Let's see...Okay, just give me some moments to fix my hair up and I will be on my way."

"Fixing yourself for me, Kagamin? Don't forget that red lipstick I gave you last year, you know I love it," purred Konata.

"Sh...Shut up! It just happen to be my last lipstick!" lied the embarrassed girl, the redness on her face spreading up to her ears.

"Sure, sure, kagamin~! Aw, how cute, you're blushing.," giggling sounds could be heard, and with a few shouts, the line was dead. Oh, how she loved teasing Kagami, it was the only thing she missed from High School. That and Miyuki's breasts, but she could live without those huge, soft mounds, so soft..., trailed the girl, lost in her own imaginary world.

"Okay, now how am I going to explain this to her...?," asked the girl to no one in particular, while she used her free time to hide anything suspicions in her room. It took her less than 30 minutes to clean everything, and she was quite pleased with the result. Just as she was about to turn her computer on, she heard the doorbell.
Kagami was already there.

" Oh crap.," she said, looking at the bandages in her arm.

She would have a hard time explaining that, a hard time indeed.