Salem stepped on the edge of the windowsill, looking down at the courtyard in front of her. It would be minutes before it was covered in blood once again, but she didn't mind. That's they way she liked it. Yes it wasn't the easiest to clean but it was worth it. She smiled and flipped off the ledge, landing perfectly on the ground, she had been practicing that. "Let it begin." She yelled with a grin as she lowered her good, revealing her rather large horns and pink hair as she drew a katana from the inside of her cloak. She walked slowly, dragging the tip of her weapon against the pavement with a wicked grin. Salem had one contract, a boy. She couldn't quite remember his name but when she would find his face, she would remember. That was her mission.