A small black dot, drifting in the blue.
Anyone's first guess would be that it's an island, but islands don't move. Coming closer reveals the answer to the mystery. The black dot as seen from afar, is in fact a city. A floating city no less. Completely artificial, the entire city is one big lump of metal. No soil, plants or nature, just lifeless steel. That is Dai. A city between the shores of China and Japan. In a sense it's a country in it's own right, but is not organized as one. It just serves as breeding grounds for crime. Any kind of crime. The city was created through the combined effort of several international criminal organizations and in a sense those organizations are the ones that control the city. When people look at it from up high they rarely only see a single black dot that is the city. They see many other smaller dots around it. They are ships, boats, helicopters and even plans. All kinds of transportation are usually present, but not now. In fact, the city is devoid of any kind of movement around it, all the ships docked there are empty and stand still only moving with the waves. It didn't look like there were any ships approaching either. The reason was simple, Dai had been put under lock down less than an hour ago. As soon as that happened the city became airtight. There was no way to enter or leave, no matter how much money one had or what kind of position of influence they called their own. Both the rich and the poor were equally trapped.
A man was sitting in a barely lit room. The man was somewhere in his late thirties, but stress and worries made it so that his face looked much older. His hair was already mostly gray (but with a silver shine) with a few streaks of black here and there reminding him of better days. His eyes were small and his narrow lips were tightly pressed together only moving when he slightly chewed on one of them. He wore a simple green suit and seemed like he either didn't have any time or will to take care of his outer appearance as just everything about him was a mess. When one looked at the lack of windows and support pillars it became obvious that the room was underground. It was also very simple. A empty meeting table, some furniture, a big screen for conferences and ventilation. The man was surrounded by a few bodyguards, but it didn't look like he was paying attention to them. He was slightly moving forward and backward while tapping his foot against the ground clearly signalizing that he was nervous. Strapped to his chest was a black suitcase, he was gripping it with both of his arms. His name is Ushitoro Daisuke, owner of a shady pharmatics company which is stationed in Dai. It is because of him that the city was put under lock down, or rather, it was because of a package he got a few weeks ago. The content of that package, a storage device, was currently inside the suitcase he was holding onto with such zeal. He did not know what the data on the device was, yet he still held onto it as if it was a dear child of his. He looked at the screen of his laptop which was just in front of him. On it was a detailed map of the entire city with a a few blue flashing beacons on it, scattered through the whole city. His eyes grew wide, his face turned pale and the grip became even stronger as a flashing red light appeared in the far left corner just at the main dock of the city.
"No good. No good at all."
In the meantime one of those blue beacons was wandering through the city. It was a girl, her age hard to determine if one just looked at her appearance. She had unusually pale skin and raven black hair creating a perfect contrast. Her clothes were odd to say the very least as well. Black hotpants, a matching top, dark blue gloves and a black hoodie with white lines running over it and a white star on the back. Still, the most outstanding feature were her azure blue eyes. That was Charlotte, a mercenary of sorts who just like all the other blue beacons displayed on Ushitoro's laptop arrived a few hours before the lock down. In an invitation letter she was promised information about her identity and life. When she arrived in the city she was given a suitcase identical to the one owned by Ushitoro. She couldn't make anything off it, but it's purpose would reveal itself to her soon enough. Currently it was stored inside of her Infinity Chip as it was an easier way of transporting it.
Charlotte asked in an innocent and curious voice. It was understandable, just a bit more than an hour ago she was on a street full of people going their way, talking, making all kinds of noise, the city was clearly alive. But now, Charlotte was standing in the middle of an empty street. No people, no cars, nothing. The only other living beings passing by were rats, cats, dogs and the like. Not even homeless drunks could be found, it's as if the entire city had died in that one hour. It made Charlotte feel uneasy, she was never faced with a situation like this before. She had no idea what to do and was wandering around aimlessly. All shops, all buildings, everything was closed. For Charlotte it felt like the city had been abandoned without her noticing. Of course she did not register the lock down that was going on nor did she know that no one wanted to be outside during something like that. She hopped once into the air and slowly walked down the empty desolated street.
As Charlotte was making her way through the city, unaware of anything, another group of visitors arrived. Five cloaked figures, exiting a small boat that arrived in the main dock of the city. Those five were the only ones who were allowed to enter the city despite the lock down, and that was because they had caused the lock down, or rather those that hired them did. Four of them were mercenaries, having been payed a rather large sum of money to infiltrate the city and to get a certain storage device. The fifth one was a special guest. The cloaks obscured most of their physical features, but even so two figures stood out. The first one didn't do that all too much by appearance, but rather he literally stood out, he was at the very head of the group. The second one was the exact opposite, at the very back leaning onto the docked ship as it slowly rocked with the waves. What made him easy to spot was the fact that his cloak could barely cover him. He was easily over two meter in height and while his body was rather slim his wide shoulders just enforced his appearance of a giant. Both of the two had a sword on their back sticking out of the cloaks.
The front man took one more step forward now clearly separating himself from the group, a grin could be spotted behind the cloak that covered most of his face.
"Let's do this."