Creeping through the complex tunnel network under Mephistopheles' temporary secret hideout in Japan, Haneul suddenly heard the faint, but familiar scraping noise of metal on metal and a crash. Haneul stopped for a moment to carefully listen for the direction of the sound. It was coming from her left. Definitely her left. She brought out her map that had the entire tunnel network marked out on it in glow in the dark ink. She could clearly see that on her left was the tunnel that would lead her to Mephistopheles' hideout's storeroom for weapons.

"Mm…" she thought to herself, "So they're testing out the new weapons that came in today, huh… I think I should go join them." as soon as the thought finished running through her head, a gentle smirk slid its way onto her chapped lips that sorely required the attention of some lip balm and looked like they hadn't met one in months. (which is actually true)

Mephistopheles was the name of an once angel who later became featured as a demon in German folklore. It was the perfect code name for the dangerous criminal Haneul was currently looking for. Mephistopheles was known to be a both a drug and human trafficker who (according to Haneul's judgments from seeing a picture of her) probably had an ethnic background with South American roots. Mephistopheles was known to intelligence agencies all over the world to have traded over 1000 human lives and make an estimated of $300 million dollars each year from her drug empire. Mephistopheles' true name was unknown to Haneul, but she didn't need to know. It was just a mission anyway. Nothing was need to know for field agents like her unless she it was information essential to finishing the mission.

Haneul slowly snuck her way down the tunnel. She kept to the wall, slowly sliding along the edges. The nearer she got to the end of the tunnel, the louder the sounds became. At the end of the tunnel she saw a large, heavy looking wooden door with veneer peeling off. She quickly peered around before gingerly climbing out of the tunnel and standing behind the door which was swung outside. She heard one baritone and low voice and one screechy and high voice talking inside. Even though the latter's voice was high and screechy she could identify it as a man's voice. Haneul quickly snuggled inside the small gap between a wall and the door and started to listen in on their conversation.

"… -phistopheles… ben… methyl… onine… new plan… get going… move…" Haneul could only hear parts of the conversation from where she was. "This is no good" she thought to herself while pulling out her listening device in disguise as an mp3 player. She plugged her earphones in and turned the listening device on, held her left index finger over the fingerprint sensitive red triangle and pointed the top triangle on the back towards the direction of the conversation.

The screechily voiced man was talking now.

"No! Uzza! I can't do this anymore. Making any modifications to the benzoylmethylecgonine could make it unstable and even more deadly than it is!" He screeched away.

"Hmm. Interesting" Haneul thought to herself, "Does everyone have names of fallen angels for their code names or something?"

"SOLAS!" Haneul suddenly heard the low baritone voice boom. She heard the sound of metal on metal again, "DO YOU WANT THIS DOWN YOUR THROAT, OR DOWN SOME TRAMP'S THROAT?!" He questioned threateningly. Though it was obvious he already knew the answer

After a whole minute of silence Haneul suddenly heard "The… The latter… Uzza…" the man whose code name was Solas squeaked meekly.

Haneul heard a low chuckle as a huge buff man came out of the door. Haneul tried to squeeze even further into the corner to make to he didn't see her. This step of precaution was proven to be unneeded though, as the huge man Haneul presumed to be Uzza whistled and strolled down the tunnel and out of sight. "Thank god." Haneul thought to herself. Shimmying her way out of the small space she bumped into a tall man whom didn't see there. "." was the only word on her mind. Her eyes widened in fear as the man quickly pulled out a damp cloth and covered with it. The cloth smelled like the familiar scent of chloroform. The last memory Haneul had before blacking out was the man pulling her arms behind her back and then tying it up very securely with a rough rope and doing a very VERY tight knot on it.

Glossary

Uzza - Name of a fallen angel. Name means "strength"

Benzoylmethylecgonine - scientific name for

Solas - Name of a fallen angel. Known to appear as a raven and teaches astronomy.

Chloroform - a liquid which can be used as an anesthetic