If you haven't noticed it yet, yes, I did take down Bullet. But do not fear! For this is the re-written version of it. The reason I put it down is because I'll be doing major renovations on the story. So…unless you all want to be confused with the sudden change of some things, I can't just edit each and every chapter. I'll be adding/replacing and removing many scenes, I'll also be changing some character personalities, but don't worry, the plot will still remain the same.

I hope I can put more depth to the characters here, and maybe improve on writing their conversations. :D Wish me luck xD

Disclaimer: Vocaloid does not belong to me.

It was raining, the sky was dark and gloomy, much like how Rin currently feels right now. The hand that was once on her lower back is now openly groping her butt and she's not the least happy. Around her, the party continued, honored guests and people who pretended to have class were laughing and chatting in low voices with champagne glasses on their hands. The women whispered useless gossips among themselves while teenagers were openly flirting with one another on the side of the large hall which they claimed for themselves.

The man beside her grinned, showing a row of yellowish teeth, and Rin had to fight the urge to give his man an hour-long lecture about proper hygiene. Instead of doing that, she gave him the biggest smile that she can muster. His hand tightened on her butt and she felt her left-eye twitch. It's one thing to pretend to not be affected with his alcohol induced breath, and it's another thing to act nonchalant when he's openly harassing her in front of hundreds of people.

"Quite a good catch you got there, Jack, is she good?" A man in front of them, whom she think was named Takeda, laughed as he openly ogled Rin's chest through the heart-shaped bodice of the ball gown she wore. The small woman who has her little paws around his arm glared at Rin as she sipped on her drink. Well, it's not her fault that she has more sex appeal than the little tramp.

Rin faked a laugh as Jack pecked her cheek, a clear sign that he's marking her as his territory. "I haven't checked her out yet. I recently got her three days ago, and I can say that I'm enjoying this little bitch." He smacked her ass, and Rin had to bite her tongue and tighten her grip on her champagne flute to stop herself from retrieving her gun and blowing her brains out. A job on the field isn't her thing, especially since she's known for her legendary patience. Goddamn, who was the one who assigned her on this annoying task again? Oh, that's right. Kiyoteru.

"Oh, you." She giggled, slapping him playfully on his fat chest. Her upper lip almost curled up in a sneer when she felt his severe case of man-boobs jingle. How dare this man be perverted and collect ladies as a hobby when he's as attractive as a mole? Clearly, he's not on the position. Men like that sickens her. Now she really have to finish this job sooner, because she can't tell how long she can handle his wondering hands.

"Excuse me, do you want a drink, darling?" She said in a sultry voice as she gave him an innocent smile. They should pay her double for this. She's working overtime now, and all she want to do is sleep. Her temper is reaching its boiling point.

"Ah, so caring." Takeda chuckled before them. He's still giving him the bedroom eyes. "After you're done with her, may I borrow her?" He joked, but Rin can tell that those words have a deeper meaning. Are they really discussing her sex life in front of her? Sick, sick men. That's the reason why she has never been too fond of them.

Not waiting for Jack to answer, she quietly slipped away from the conversation after prying Jack's wondering hand away from her a bit too forcefully. How long until they give her the signal? This is clearly getting tiring and boring.

Heads turned at her direction as she made her way to the fancy buffet table. Men ogled her revealing attire–an empire waist black gown with diamond gemstones stitched on its bodice–especially how her every step showed her creamy thigh through the long slit on the side of the gown. It might be a little over her usual choice of clothes, but seeing those envious looks directed towards her made her confidence sky-rocket. With a small smirk, she raised her chin higher and straightened her poise even further as she continued her leisure pace. She looks like a medieval queen brought into the modern world.

"Yuki." Miki's voice flittered through the small device on her ear.

Rin pressed a button on the device before saying, "Copying," as discreetly as she can.

"Target is in the building. Be prepared for anything." As soon as those words reached her ears, the lighting in the spacious ballroom suddenly dimmed, and a spot light appeared with a loud clank. It focused on a silhouette that was standing on top of the grand staircase, everybody stared and collective gasps came from all over the room as the beautiful man smiled down at all of them. Alexis-Marion Sherwood, a successful business tycoon with a pretty face. His company had miraculously reached the top in only two years after being founded. Rin does not believe in miracles, and apparently, the secret to his success wasn't divine incarnation.

Drugs, human-trafficking and some other underground evil doings too. It's what makes him popular and successful. Report has it that he has a harem of sex slaves underneath this mansion. That is her mission, to end this man's false chivalry and show the world his true and ugly face. But before all that, she has to take care of her temporary date.

Snatching a champagne flute from a passing waiter, she quietly reached up her thighs to retrieve the small capsule that was on the pouch around her hips, the dim lighting made the conspiracy she's doing unknown to those around her. After arranging her gown, she quickly dropped the capsule into the drink. She watched it sizzle for a couple of seconds before heading back to her date and giving it to him with a smile.

He gladly sipped it and Rin chuckled at his stupidity. "Darling," She cleared her throat, "I'm kind of tired. So…" With her eyes narrowed into a seductive gaze, her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. The man immediately straightened up in anticipation. In more ways than one.

"Shall we?" Setting his hand on the small of her back, he impatiently guided her to the west hall, where several bedrooms were lined up for privacy. Laughing, he opened one door and all but pushed her inside, his mouth immediately latching on her neck.

"Oh my…" Rin faked a moan, her finger twitching as she ran her hand though his hair in a fake encouragement. This is about as exciting as watching paint dry.

"You like that?" He bit onto her neck and Rin's knee shot up to knee him on the crotch, only to stop when his body suddenly slumped forward and fell on the carpeted ground. His eyes were rolled on the back of his head. With a dignified huff, she stepped on his back and checked her appearance on the mirror. Damn, that red spot is going to be there for days. How ugly. Curse him.

His previous actions made her wish that she put a poison pill instead of a sleeping one in his drink. Goddamn, he pissed her off so much. She quietly ran out of the room, but not before giving him a good kick or two on the face with her four-inch heels.

"I had Emilia prepare your change of clothes. Seven doors down from where you are."

"Roger." Rin replied as she gathered the long skirt of her gown and practically ran down the hall, heels and all. Practice made this possible, years and years of practice and falling flat on her face. Now, running in high heels is like second nature to her.

"How much time until he leaves?" She pressed a button on her device as she pushed the door open and stepped inside. Hands immediately tore the dress from her body and she stepped out of it, it was soon replaced by a fancier dark red ball gown with a sleeveless, heart-shaped bodice and a thick ribbon that went around her petite waist. The lower part was huge and puffy, and Emilia used a petticoat to even highlight the layered skirts. It's very beautiful.

"I'm not sure, but he doesn't stay in parties until it ends, even though he's the host." Rin closed her eyes as Emilia replaced her make-up to match her wardrobe change. Another agent clipped hair extensions to her dyed red hair before removing it from its tight bun, letting it cascade down her waist. She pinned a single red rose on her hair.

"Roger."

"Open your eyes, dear. Let's change your contacts." Rin complied, and Emilia took the green lenses from her eyes and replaced it with muddy brown ones. "Perfect." Emilia smiled before pushing her out of the room.

Traces of the past guest is now gone. She glanced at her appearance on the large glass in the hall, and it's as if she just aged five years. That, of course, is a very good thing. Because no one will recognize her in this state.

Her heels padded softly against the carpeted floor as she made her way back to the ballroom. As she expected, the party is still going on full blast, or at least, that's how the class-A people will say. The guests remained chatting in normal voices, the small orchestra is still playing a song that makes her want to sleep instead of dance and the women are still whispering among themselves. The only difference is that the lighting is back to normal and Alexis is no longer reciting his speech on top of the staircase, instead, he's surrounded by a group of girls on the bottom of it. But other than that, the party remained as boring as ever.

She can feel the smooth surface of her gun as it pressed against her thigh, the sharps pins that held the rose on her hair that were poking her every now and then and the cold ring around her index finger that contained poison in its huge, ruby stone. She's ready. As always, the killing machine is ready for work. After releasing a breath, she narrowed her expressionless gaze before walking towards the small group, pretending to not notice the eyes that were glued to her back.

"Alexis." She smiled and did a small curtsy once she reached their gaping faces. The urge to brag and smile smugly crossed her mind, but she quickly pushed the idea out of her mind. A beautiful seductress, that is who she is now. Ignoring the girl's heated gazes, she directed a grin at the tycoon's direction. She's someone who does not stoop low on those girls' level.

"My, my, my…" He drawled out in a husky voice as his striking green eyes took in her whole appearance. A smile made its way to his lips, as if he saw something appealing. Like how a dog looks when its master has brought home a new toy. Disgusting. "It's as if a red angel has fallen on the ground! What a rare occurrence!" That's just about the corniest pick-up line she's ever heard in her life. Pushing the girls around his out of the way–exciting surprised gasps–he gently took her hand and kissed it softly. Rin ignored the fact that his lips lingered on her skin longer than necessary. It made the back of her hand itch.

"Can I talk to you in private, please?" Giving him an angel-like smile, she gently clasped his hand between hers and quietly dragged him outside at the balcony that overlooked the wide garden below. Rin took her time to appreciate the blooming cherry blossom trees below. The largest one, which was in the middle of the garden, stood at the center of a lake like a tall guardian. With its petals being blown softly from the night breeze and the moonlight shining down on it, the tree looks magical. From this distance, it's even as if the bark and its flowers were glowing.

It's just too bad that its owner is not as pure as it is.

"May I ask this lovely lady's name?" He gently touched her shoulder and Rin smirked secretly.

"Akashi," Rin replied not a second later. She already used Yuki for her date, and it was the first name that crossed her mind, no matter how manly that sounds. That'll be her name for tonight.

"Really, Rin? Akashi?" Miki laughed and Rin ignored her.

"Akashi…" Alexis whispered, as if he's savoring the letters in his mouth like a piece of cake. That's just pathetic and creepy. "What a pretty name, my dear." He chuckled, Rin smiled in return.

"I have heard such wonderful stories about you, Alexis. I heard you know some games that big girls play." After casting him a sultry glance, she continued, "Do you mind demonstrating some to me?"

Something flashed behind those steely green eyes that made Rin certain that she just unlocked a new secret. Bingo. A wide grin appeared on his lips as he leaned in towards her and whipered in her ear, "I would be honored." Rin smirked, unbeknown to him. "Come, dear."

Rin clasped his hand all too enthusiastically.

"Oh, where are we going, Mr. Alexis?" Rin asked with a giggle. They've escaped from the party a while ago, and all they did was nothing but walk. Her heels are starting to kill her, and if he doesn't lead her to his basement anytime soon, she'll kill him right here and right now and continue the search herself.

But then again, after seeing the maze that's also known as his mansion, she doubted that she can. Miki can help her, but that'll take such a long time, and she's got enough overtime for tonight. She missed her soft bed and pillows already.

"Here we are!" Resisting the strong urge to release a breath of relief, Rin quickly walked inside the dark room. Alexis followed soon after.

The room has nothing. Completely nothing but darkness, newly painted walls and…vents on the ceiling…?

Something sweet and intoxicating was coming from somewhere inside the room. It took her a while to realize the fact that she's getting sleepy. Her back hit the wall when she failed to keep her balance. "W-wha…?" She murmured, trying to keep her eyes from closing and willing herself to fight off the drowsiness that was starting to consume her. 'Shit!'

All she heard was Alexis's mocking laughter before everything went black.

"Is this the girl?" Rin woke up upon hearing those words.

"Yes. Beautiful, no? She'll cost quite a fortune, I'm afraid." It was Alexis, no doubt. Only he has that forced husky voice that sounds more like a dying frog's croak than a sexy, attractive man's purr. They've only been together for hours, but hell, she hates him so much.

With her mind still foggy, her brain barely registered the feeling of a hand touching her exposed legs and cheeks. Frowning, she opened her eyes and glared at the old man who was looking down at her as if she's a new found toy. Her vision cleared, and she wasted no time to push herself up on a sitting position. Her wrists were tied behind her back, but her legs weren't bound together. Perfect.

Her arm hurt from lying on her side for too long, and the blade that was hidden in her bodice is too far from her reach. There's only one thing left to do. Seeing, that she has no other choice, it's apparent that she'll be doing more work that what was planned. There'll be more blood too.

While keeping her eyes on the man in front of her–who's ogling is really getting on her nerves–she examined the room with her peripheral vision. A window on the east, door on the north and a huge bird cage in one corner. What was inside the cage wasn't a bird though, it was a person. A young girl, with her back faced to her. The worst part is, she's not giving off any indication that she's still alive. Her anger sky-rocketed.

"Hey, Alexis." She whispered, face down with her hair covering her expression.

"One last favor, please?" Her voice broke at the end, and Alexis can't help but pity the girl who's about to lose her life. Soon, she'll be nothing more but a broken, wilted flower. Such a waste, she's pretty too, but some things are just not meant to be kept. Too bad. He smirked.

"Yes, dear?" He crouched down, leaning towards her to hear what she has to say.

"C-can you please…unclip that small part under the r-ribbon?" He raised a brow in question, "I'm finding it hard to breathe…Y-your customer wouldn't want damaged goods, right?"

"Ah, yes, of course." He grinned, after casting the man behind him a knowing glance. Slowly, he pushed the satin cloth out of the way and found that there is, indeed, a small hook on the side of the bodice. Is this really preventing her from breathing? Why would she wear it in the first place? But, well, girls do take drastic measures just to get noticed by him, and this girl is no exception. How stupid.

"Thank you." She breathed a what-seemed-like a sigh of relief…but it sounds more like a scoff…? "…and Alexis?" She looked up, and he jumped back when he saw the big grin on her face. Was this girl crazy? Dear God, that's creepy as hell. Maybe he made her inhale too much gas that it affected her brain?

"W-what?!" Did he just stutter? He can feel the customer back away.

Her grin widened even further and her brown eyes were wide, it's as if she was insane. But then, all of a sudden, her smile dropped and her eyes narrowed into slits into a scarier look. "You're an idiot." With those words, she head-butted him. An embarrassing girlish squeal left his mouth and Rin laughed at how pathetic that sounded.

Quickly, she braced her weight on her arms behind her and kicked the hideous man under his chin with her heels. Her shoe flew to the other side of the room and she was slightly grateful for its lost. Kicking its partner off, she rolled back up to a standing position and the skirt of her dress–together with the petticoat underneath–fell on the ground in a thick heap, revealing a short, black skirtunderneath. Guns were strapped on either side of her hips and on her thigh was a sheathed dagger.

Both men backed away, obviously scared of her true form. They were both unarmed, and they're currently powerless against the predator in the room. Who's the prey now, huh? She just had to say those words to them.

"W-what do y-you want? M-money? I-I–" A scream replaced his words as Rin ran towards him and jumped, landing on his shoulder with her thighs on either side of his neck.

"You're a sorry excuse for a man." With those words, she leaned back and let herself fall, twisting her lower body in the process. The unearthly crack of shattering bones reached her ears and she released the buyer. He fell on the ground with a loud thud, his is head was bent at an odd angle, a perfect example of what'll happen to someone who messes with her. She glanced down at it before turning around to face the other man who's now cowering in one corner.

She leaped again, sliding her bound hands under her feet to finally ease her aching muscles. Man, that felt better. The one who tied her obviously has zero knowledge with ropes. She reached for her dagger, and with one flick of her fingers, the rope that held her hand together fell to the ground. She slightly rubbed her reddening wrists before looking up and freezing.

Alexis is crying. He's crying.

Rin laughed as she took in his appearance. Gone is the confident young man just a while ago. This–this pathetic, worthless man–is who Alexis-Marion Sherwood really is. A coward, all talk and a scared baby. God, just looking at him makes her want to end his useless existence quicker.

"W-who are you?" He asked in a shaky voice as he looked up at her in pure, absolute fear.

"Hm?" Rin casually took her gun out of it holster and cocked it. She pointed it directly above his heart. "I am known by many names…" She stopped, as if pausing to think, "But since you did so many bad things, I guess you can call me by the name that bad, dying people knows," A gunshot echoed in the room, and Alexis screamed as blood gushed out of the hole in his leg. With his eyes as wide as dinner plates and his mouth open from his loud screeching, Rin wanted nothing more than to crush him like a bug.

"I am Nanase Rin, more commonly known as the demon child. Goodnight, sleep tight my darling." Grinning, she pointed the mouth of her gun to his chest and pulled the trigger, once, twice, thrice.

Rin stared at his bloody, unmoving body with a bored expression. He didn't even fight back, how boring. She stood back up to full height and began walking out of the room. Pressing the button on her ear device, she holstered her gun as she said,

"Mission accomplished."

Goodnight, demon child, goodnight.