<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt7/Sara_Shadow/Other%20Anime/normalanimefav120yn-1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/>teen spy armand dagastanovich  has finally been pushed to the brink.all his life, armand has been told he is the spitting image of his father he never knew. so when he learns that his father may have been an assassin for the most lethal terrorist organication in the world Sabotage, Corruption, Intelligece, Assassination or known as scorpia, armand world was shattered. now scorpia wants armand on their side. you can be with them or you can be another organazion. but i need a female for this one.<br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>the rooms had no windows , and that in itself was strangeas it was situated in one of the most beautiful cities in the world. if someone had thought to but through the soundproff panel the reinforced steel walls and the circuitry designed to prevent any form of outside surbeillance,they would find themselfs looking at the grand canal with the churches and palaces of vaenice,italy streching into the distance. a women walked in wearing a business suit, she walked into a room with 9 mean 3 where hackers and the others assassins. "it been three monthssince we where aproach by are clentin the middle east...." she conitues to talk<br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>~meanwhile~<br/>for two theifs on 200ccvespa scooter, it was a case of the wrong victum,in the wrong place, on the wrong sunday morning in august.<br/>it seeemed that all life had had gathered in the paizza esmerelda, a few miles outside benice,church had just finished and while families were strolling together in the brillaiant sunlighti; grandmothers in black, boys and girls is thier best suits and communion dresses. the coffee bars and the ice cream shops had openm soikking thier customers onto the sidewalk and onto the street. a huge frountain all naked gids and seroents gushed jets if ice cokd water, and there was a market. stalls had been set up selling kites, dryed flowers, old post careds, and packets of seed for the hundreds of pigeons that struted and squajed around.<br/>two englishshcool boys sat at the table drinking lemon water ice.there was an elegent dress women, out with her two childern.she had just steeped off the sidewalked and was about to cross the road when a motorbike surge foward. it ws a 300cc bespa granturismo, almost brand newwith 2 men riding it. they both dressed in jeans, long sleeved,shirts. the passager had a helmet and visor , as much to hide his identity as to protect him if they crashed. the driver- wearing sunglasses steered toward the woman, as though he intended torun her over. but at the last moment he beered away. at the same time the other man reached out and snatched her handbag. it was dont so neatly that armand know that the 2 where professionals bag thiefs.<br/>there was nothing the woman or her kids could do they where already accelerating away. the diver had his head low. his parnter was cradling the leather bag in his lap. they where speeding diagonally across the square heading toward armand and his friend. it would had seemed that there were people everywhere a few moments before, but suddenly the center of the square was empty there was nothing to prevent ttheir escape.<br/><br/>armand got up and ran forward.<br/>"armand!: his friend called out<br/>'stay back!" armand said<br/>briefly, armand consideredblocking the path of the vespa. but it was hopeless. the friver would easily be able to swerve around him- and if he chise not to, armand really would end up in the hospital. the bike was already doing 40 ,iles per hour and armand certainly wasnt going to stand in its way.<br/>he looked around him, wondering if there was something he bould throw. a net? a bucket of water? but there was no net and the fountain was to fare away although there where a buckets...<br/>the bike less than 20 years away, accelerating all the time. armand ran forward and snatched a bucket form the flower stall, empied it, scattering dried flowers across the sidewalke, and filled it with bird seed from the stall nect to i. both the stall owners were shouting at him but he ignored it. with out stopping he swung around and hurled the bird seed at the bespa just as it was about to go past him.but eh men countinues on it didnt knock them off like people thought it would but that wasnt armands plan. the pigeons saw the food flewing and the two riders where covered in pigeon. armand watched, the bike performed a 180- degree turn so that now it was coming back.heading staight towards them moving faster then ever, for a moment he srrod poised waiting to throw himself aside. i tlooked as though hewas going to be runed over but the bike veeredand now it was heading for the fountain. the front wheel hit the fountains edge the bird came off and both men where thrown off there bike. the guy that had the hand bag yelled and let go of it and in almost slow motion armand stepped foward and caught the bag then it was all over the cops came and arrest the men they where freezing and beat up by the pigeons. armand handed the lady her hand bag back and smiled.