Ark 22 Episode 2: Humility

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyPkuPhBK5E) Once Kodi decided to listen to what the oldest of the Serizawa's had to say, a sly smirked landed on Jackie's face as he thought maybe it was time to have some help with this mission. As he noticed her instrument levitated in front of her, Jackie eyes widen a bit but not to much to show her he was surprised of her weapon but when she said "So follow me, if you fuckin want Tch." Jackie chuckled out loud seeing she wanted him to follow her but didn't want to sound needy, but no matter as she fly off so did Jackie boosting himself high in the air at first before coming down at a steady pace. Once they landed Jackie saw her kicked out the door which increased his smile by an inch, As they sat down on the couch he watched her and what she called family speaking Jackie paid no mind seeing it wasn't his business. Once she was done and turned to speak with him Jackie gave her what she needed to know. "There's something taking over this district, with money and power if I or if you help dont do something about it the people here will have no where to go, and I cant let that happen." Jackie spoke with so much confidence not one sign was shown that he had doubt he was serious about putting his life on the line to save these people, some he grew up with and others that he didn't even know he was ready to put his life on the line. (http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/yakuza-mob- roleplay/images/2/2f/Tumblr_nc2nw111qV1sao6jwo1_500.gif/revision/latest?cb=20150211231247) "But my question is will I have the Torabaasu around to help me? Thats the question of the night am I right?"

-Meanwhile-

Deep within the Red district was a store within this store where a family of three trying to make enough money to go back to their home land. Tibet was the single father of his two daughters Mia and Salda they had just made enough to pay for their trip and it seemed like nothing was in the way of there travel until. *BANG BANG* Two loud knocks were heard in the front of their business store his daughter Mia ran to the door to open she was soon felt the front door slam against her body as a group of ten men busted the door down sending her down on her back, her head hitting the hard pavement store. "MIA!!" Tibet yelled out running to his daughter aid as one of the men dressed in sliver tuxs sent his foot into the face of the man. Tibet's head being sent back as he tried to look in the eyes of his attackers he noticed their eyes were covered with black shades. " Daddy! MIA!" Salda yelled her legs shaking in fear seeing her own father and sister being attacked in front of her very eyes. "If you know whats good for you bitch, you would sit your ass down and listen to what I have to say." Salda listened to the man as she sat down near her sister who eyes where filled with tears her mouth mumbling with sounds of tears. "Now... Where apart of the London Kenrocks, people you should know VERY WELL BECAUSE YOU OWE US MONEY!" : No please that' all I had.."*Snob* Tibet cried out, " Oh..Well that wasn't good enough..Pole now.." The male was then revicied a pole that was found within the store as the male took it he used it to slam it on the side of Tibet's head bashing his head hard. " We want our money and we want it now!" *Cling* Was the sound of the store opening as it seemed a customer had came to get something but once the figure walked in he was blown away with gun fire. "Guard the door, shoot anything that comes within range of this store." Watching his men leave the Male gripped on to the pole more as he looked into the eyes of Tibet. " Maybe I should hurt you some more." His eye quickly turning to his daughter as he pulled her by the hair up. " What is she ? 16, 18?" His nose gaining closer to her neck as he gave her a good sniff "Yeah she's 18, nothing wrong with it, seeing it's legal." He licked the side of her face smirking, seeing this Tibet cried out for mecry he didn't want him to punish his daughter for his actions. Seeing this from across the street a male walked ran towards the boatel where Nathan and Kodi where.http://i.ytimg.com/vi/O0IkZ08M4k4/maxresdefault.jpg) Once he got to the door he kicked it open and shouted on the top of his lungs. " The men are back and there attacking the store down the block!" As this came into Jackie ear's he shot out his chair and dashed out the store his hair flowing with the wind with his speed, as he gainned closer to the store he saw two men pulling out their guns to shoot at him, he quickly heated up his body around 1100 C. and once passed them men and head inside the store the heat caused their heads to fly off their body.(https://38.media.tumblr.com/3dadad97882edfeced285b8cc35a9f02/tumblr_nhli7q1xZt1rqig44o1_500.gif <- Like that.) Once he entered he restored his heat back to normal and if Kodi would of followed, he had hoped she would of helped him clear out the thugs. Jackie full on grabbing the jaws of the men and snapping it to two, the main boss he held the daughter watched his men go down, seeing this caused him to take on a full sprint out the back.

Eden Creed: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4u1MKcY2Jw8 Nothing but darkness pitied the room with it’s uninvited presence; The room in which symbolized a river of black, It almost reminded him of death. Something, the young man who remained in the comfort of this darkness was no stranger too, and to add to that tainted memory of his; came a flash of light peering through the abdominal cracks; That labeled itself amongst a center of every wall in this room. His empty hazel gaze gave into this turbulent light. He did nothing but allowed it to make an entity from his gaze. His eyes fluttered, like a mother natures favored green emerald, with miniature crystal figures making out it’s potent structure. Rising from his seat, his hair would have  suddenly have  fell across his forehead, which began to glisten in sweat. like a black curtain, on  cue of a finishing act. His shoulders cockd out like notorious speed bumbs, his arms well defined. Eden Creed, to some “Tyrant” to many, stood in nothing but the Tom of Jerry grey sweats shuffling his bare feet back and forth across the room, the dirt filled floor-board debris benching at his feet; in his grasp ,tucked into the indents of his hand was a mask. It was two-sided, one side held a darkened black area which obscured the right half of his face, including his missing eye.Though, It is not seen, his eye It is not covered beneath the black side of his masking theres a device built into the mask suited for the right eye. behind the unawareness of his right eye is a device that allows the wearer visibility, and increased accuracy While the right side of his mask holds a darkened yellow glow a spot that allowed his greenish hazel gaze. As, Eden continued to pace around the room lost in his train of thought, he was forced to halt due to a sudden knock amongst his wooden door, In which seemed, It was in the midst of falling apart due to those sudden “ knock” “knock”. The young Creed, pushed his gaze towards the door,” Oi, What is it ? “ Eden asked in a bit of discomfort. One of Edens, saints slithered through the small opening of the door in which he held opened for himself, He was a scrawny one, in which he shooked in the presence of Boss Creed. His brown hair, stood up with a bit too much grease which soon conjoined with the sweat  that began to  race down  across his forehead as he attempted to exchange the gaze with the boss. His sleeveless leather black jacket tagged with the word “ Protege “. Eden furrowed his eyebrows a bit, his lips daunted out, In which he attempted to plant a bit of fear in the heart of the protege but instead it had seemed as if he watched a little too much Ice Cube. The boy, intertwined his fingers and punctured his lips in, to refrain from swallowing his sweat, “ Uh-h Boss, sorry-.. to have.. uh bothered.. you sir.. Benzino was busy and uh.. well it seemed important so I came.. and I really uh.. hope I'm not a bother sir. “ The young boss, chuckled “ Oi boy what is it ? “ The young Protege nodded, “ right yea.. Well, someones here to see you. “ He said in response to Eden, “ Tell them I'm not here.” Eden commanded, turning back to a board. In which, held many photos and news reports some with bold red markings of the letter “ X” across them. “ But I'm staring right at you. “ Said, a voice more delicate a more confident and experienced tone, Eden turned to the man to see a face he hadn't seen in months.

There standing across from him was the notorious Yakuza boss, London Kenrock. London  is a tall man with a wide chest, broad shoulders, muscular arms and legs, and a thick neck. He has pale skin and nape-length, black hair  which is kept neatly slicked back, though strands tend to fall in front of his face during battles. London has various battle wounds, most notably a long stitched scar above his nose that stretches across his face, as well as a missing left hand, which has been replaced with a large hook made from a tough gold alloy. He has deep set drooping eyes, framed by many wrinkles, and thin eyebrows that appear to be in a perpetual 'sad' position. Most would say, the similarities Eden and London had were so unsustainable, that they may seem as if there were relatives. Father and son, but those were rumors that bounced across the underworld from time to time. But, London did treat Eden as somewhat of a son, Eden failed to show that same respect when it came to treating him as a father. But, he did have a heavily weighted respect for the old man. “ Im sorry boss.. he insisted on coming in.” The boy apologized, only to have met the frontal view of Edens hand. “ It’s fine. “ He softly said, before turning his gaze back to London. “ Hey London, long time, I apologize for not having be able to thank you personally for your help in the asylum. “ Eden, said before London began to nod along with him, “ Its fine boy, like I said I take care of my family. “ London softly said before his direct aggression shifted to one of importance. “ But, I need a favor kid. “ London added, Eden gave off a slight nod. “ Of course anything, what is it ? “ Eden, questioned crossing his arms across his chest. “ Well, It’s the Red Light District Center, the one ran by that brown sugar fagget. I’ve been trying to get my hands on that place but that blonde brat and her brat friends keep taking out my men. “ London stated with a bit frustration. Eden brows jolted a bit, “ Red Light District ? Isn’t that Shenpaku Federation territory ? “ Eden asked, London responded with nothing but a sly snicker “ Was.. but since the disappearance of that Ryoji kid, Someone had to pick up that baton. What's the snake without it’s head. Eden, gave off a slight nod “ Disappeared, hm. Well, You say a blonde girl right ? I think I might know her from this tournament. I fought her but we were amateurs then, as well as her friend, I better get suited up. “ Eden softly said, walking towards a display in which held his suit between it’s hard cover. “ Suited up ? You in the vigilante business now ? “ London asked, Eden gave off a slight sigh before turning back to him. “ Not everyone who wears a suit and mask are vigilantes London. “ Eden responded, “ Says who ? “ London shot back, “ Says the U.S Military. “ Eden said in responses which was followed by complete and utter silence, London began to softly  rub his chin followed by the sliding his finger across his slick hair. “ Touche. “ He softly said.

Eden Creed: Hours passed, Eden Creed was fully suited up in his Cardinals Greed attire. He remembered what Wilson told him in Atlantis, His words were one that stuck to his memory which the strength of gorilla glue. He began to  set his gaze upon the mask once more, sealing his eyes shut. He heard Wilson talk to him, “ One mistake , I’ve ever made, when it came to putting on the mask, was to allow the mask to define me. I almost forgot, I was wearing the mask and allowed the mask to wear me instead. I forgot who I was, I saw Wilson Thomason as a disguise. Eden Creed, when you put on that mask remind yourself who you are, do not allow that mask to decide for you, do you understand ? It is nothing but a mask remind him it’s role. “ Eden gave off a gentle smile, at the sudden memorial of Wilson, he helped him get stronger he helped him get back on to his feet. He helped bring back the Tyrant that mourned, Ahri’s death. Eden turned his gaze to the empty table besides him, which suddenly had all who had died fill in those seats. Mary, Ahri, Artemis, Wilson and Haysmith. They played a game of chess, Eden felt arms wrap around his neck, then followed by a gentle kiss, “ I'm proud of you Hun “ Ahri softly said, and at the sound of her voice he began to reflect back on what he said to  Artemis : .” I am labeled, like a dog. One, against my will, the other a path I chosen to follow, The way of the Yakuza and the way of the SINS.. and until today, I found myself lost unaware on which path I should follow, surprisingly, even with the thought of blowing up in my conscious. I found it hard to understand, Who I was anymore ? I was even confronted with the fact, that I may be a rat ? But now I see.... I see that I follow no path but the ones I dug  for myself. That's what Eden Creed, would have said I am a King, a god and too most a Tyrant- and I am willing to stop at nothing to get what I want.” Eden slowly lifted his mask over his head.” Believe it or not, but there's things bigger than you and I Artemis.” Eden said in unison with his flashback running through his head as he sat the mask firmly over his head. “ And I plan on Seeking.. and Destroy. “ ( https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MEFIJfZcwYI/VCtZUCjDyYI/AAAAAAAADlE/KeGJVQKMPJw/w400-h225/tumblr_n3fn1yc4OV1sjxzs0o3_400.gif }}

Kodi:  "There's something taking over this district, with money and power if I or if you help dont do something about it the people here will have no where to go, and I cant let that happen." With Jackie's confident words... Her eyes glistened with worry thinking about how none of the women, and children had no-place to go.. not even Nathan.. she clenched her fists tightly... it was rather unpleasant to think that way. Though as Jackie loooked over to her and said.. "But my question is will I have the Torabaasu around to help me? Thats the question of the night am I right?" As the Shark-like female scoffed, hearing his question.. Even if she always wanted to do things on her own.. Maybe there was a change within the Abrasive bitch."Well if its fuckin for the people around my area.. Then I have no choice but to join forces with you.. even if I can't stand your ass.. and so forth.. It looks like the "Hero" and the criminal. are actually going to do this.. Man this is bogus- " Changing her attitude in a sarcastic way.."C'mon FULL ON FRIENDSHIP" raises her hand up before re-tracting it back,giving him a scowl.."Though if you ever double cross me or even TRY to..I will vaccum you up and shove you in Nathans asshole.." Nathan lips perked up while he sighed in a comical way.."Mmmmf twirling around in my honey rose-bud." Puckering his lips at Jackie to weird him out along with his wife Coco.. winking at him as well..Thus only to have all there attention toward the door being kicked open as a man began to shout " The men are back and there attacking the store down the block!" As this was said.. She would of seen that Jackie had dashed out of the brothel and directly toward the situation.. The Shark-like female gritted her teeth before kicking her right foot only to run passed the man while yelling toward Nathan."Nathan make-" The honey skinned flamboyant man nodded..as he soon started to sprint right by Kodi's side.. which she would of gave him a nod knowing he would fight by her side...His  lip-glossed covered juicy lips perked up in a smirk as the duo soon saw Jackie infront of them,Though as they had reached the front of store... Noticing Jackie  was handling his enemies...( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zNg5glA9mk)  A group of thugs soon circled around The Shark and The Tall Broad Flamboyant man.. with each of there backs.. leaning against one another... Kodi only snickered, baring out her serated teeth... Two thugs infront of both of the fighters. would of pulled out there firearms with a set of eight me all around there facinity..Aiming 4 firearms at the duo..only to have blasted without hesitation.. Within the quickness.. Nathan  soon used his flexibilty, only to go down within a split his right leg would slide inbetween Kodi's thick legs... With that being as a signal... while two bullets soon made toward the blondes directions.... Her eyes soon darted forth.. only to slam her hands backwards straight onto The honey skinned man's broad shoulders.. with that she would form a handstand.... while pushing with force.. only to push herself in midair.. which the thug to her right.. thought it was a dumb idea.. just cause they missed four bullets.. She would suspect of getting grabbed by the large enemy... grappling.. her thick calve... Using his grip... Kodi would of lunged, pulling herself over.. directly toward his crotch area... as Nathan would bent his upper body backwaqrds still in a split... only to place his hand outwards underneath his puckered up lips... only to inhaled an decent amount of air.. before exhaling with force.. causing a wave of scorching fire.. directly at the two men who fired at Kodi.. sending atleast 300 degrees farenheight... bringing there body up and down into a firey crisp... The two on each side of the now ashed corspes.. would of sneered there teeth.. lunging at Nathan...Thus.. Kodi opened her mouth as if a Shark.. about to attack its prey.. just then CHOMP! Her teeth grappled onto the mans gentials.. balls and all.. He screamed in bloody murder... bringing the attention of the rest of the thugs.. Lashing his fists ontop of the blondes head.. yelling to let go... Though she just snickered as her head was getting smashed on.. it only flickered her excitement on even more... with that.. she reared her head back.. only to literally tear his dick and balls with all her might... Bringing herself onto her knees... The blood coming from his crotch area.. would of sprayed over the Shark-like females already blood-stained face.. as if it was a rain of blood.. The large muscled body soon fell over in a loud THUMP!!! As one of thugs would of mumbled out."H-Holy fuck." Bringing herself onto her feet... facing forth to her enemies of whats left.. she spat out the gentialia out of her mouth.. dropping infront of her.. only to have brought her right leg up... hovering over it.. while dropping her foot onto the shaft part of the severed penis... while it broke in half.. Licking her bloodstained sharp teeth..-c-

Kodi: "Three.. down.. Five to go..." Nathan would soon catch him self with two of the thugs... as one soon would grapple his broad muscular arms around The honey skinned's neck.. "Oooh Baby you got me..." His whole body soon became incartinated with high flames.. literally.. burning mans skin, flesh off the bone.. meaning the fronter part of his body melted.. while sliding off of Nathans flamed body..."On fire!" With that said... Nathan soon brought his hands together.. seeing the last thug on his list.. backing up..away from his area.."Ah Ah Ah Boo Boo, You messed with the wrong FAG TODAY!" With that said he would soon create a medium sized fireball.. while lashing it out directly behind  the broad thug.. only  have the ball of fire.. engulf him into the flames.. His eyes stayed onto his screaming falling enemy..the cries seemed to have brought a sadistic side of Nathan.."Mmm...Those sweet moans.. brings my body into shivers!!" As her flamboyant friend would be finished... Kodi  had three more to go... Her blue predator eyes.. flickered with pride and fury.. breathing in and out in a animalistic kind of matter... One of the men.. blasted a bullet directly toward... which would of hit her directly onto the shoulder.. though as the blood would of been spurting out.. She soon ran at them in high speeds.. of 75 mph! literally coming inbetween the three enemies... The one toward the front... soon would of grappled his hands onto his shoulders.. flipping her directly on her back.. and having him ontop of her... pinning her down.. While the two aimed there firearms at her forehead...Having a snicker on her face... she soon spat out her Shark saliva.. filled with lots of bacteria... it shot directly toward the man ontop of her... causing him to be off guard.. while one of the firearms.. blasted directly toward inbetween her eyes... which Kodi would of used her broad musclar legs for support.. kneeing the back of the mans back over her hovering her upper body... causing the bullets to hit his back instead of her face... Moving the saliva on his face... while his body tumbled against the two men.. seperating the liquid into two while densing up the water... As she layed still on the floor.. the two densed saliva balls.. soon would of been flung directly toward the last two targets... literally having the balls slide down into each throat... Lifting up her hands.. she snapped her fingers only to have the  the ball, explode from into there mouths.. literally.... having there jaws broke off from the sudden impact... As she was finished.. She came off the ground... having a sinister expression upon her bloody face.. as Nathan was in his Flames appearance... The Duo....soon came from behind Jackie as the male snapped each of his enemies jaws in two..Her piericing blue eyes.. soon targeted at seeing the Boss taking his hostage onto the back sprinting... "Tch he think he can escape..." This is a big area.. I'll find that fucker..."  Nathan looked over at the blonde... before speaking.."Wait there could be more.be cautious.. not hardhead... though..."  With that said.. Kodi scoffed, though only nodded while licking her lips.. wanting more.. bloodshed.

Kin Tasanagi: " I just want a cheese burger... Uh, with some fries too. Bottle of water please. " Kin paid for his good and shuffled his way over to a table. He was wearing a zip up hoodie, with his hood on. The sleeves were gone and underneath the hoodie had been a white beater. He wore shorts, and a pair of sandals. Wrist bands on his hands and his hair had been a wild mess.a birds next more like it. Tilting his head up he sighed before retuning his utterly bored gaze on the sandwich infront of him. Jo-Jacks burger was something he'd eat a lot with Keyomi when she had been around. They are came here often and to be honest it was one of his favorites. He just didn't like not having his sister here for it.

He could hear one of the mob families that live near the docks discussing busniess. Things seemed to be as if it had been in any other day in Kasaihana city. And honestly that's what he hated the most. With his enhanced wolf like senses nothing really got passed him. He could hear it all. Almost anyways. With the baby on the way, school being out, and him being pretty much job-less. Kin was bored. He felt like he belonged with the KPD but they had betrayed him.

He knew that everyone had been out to get him, he just didn't picture it on that grand of a scale to create a conspiracy to have him murdered. He often thought about Connor. And how he died during the attack of the horsemen, but most importantly he blamed himself. He stopped blight, sure. But he had already killed hundreds before he did so. And had he been on the battle field. Connor would still be around. He was sure of it. He looked at him as a rival. But in all honesty he was the only person he felt like he could connect with. Eden and his relationship was rocky. Friends he thought so, but in the field. Enemies. Something he didn't enjoy, as a city that everyone hates he felt like everyone should be unified. As a pack. But even with the world against them the city consisted on killing itself. It insisted on consuming it's on life with a shrouds of darkness. This city was a monster. It was a demon, and a powerful one. That wasn't afraid to kill itself to gain entertainment.

As he watched a group if terms laugh and joke he'd sigh. An emptiness really... Kin just felt alone. More so then ever now.

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King stood at one of the windows looking out of it before he sighed. " Zero branch and the Syndicate haven't been able to see eye to eye. This I'm aware of. We've stayed out of each other's way long enough however and nows the time for action . The Triads have moved into the city. I don't know much about them, so I don't know why. However weather intentions Ill or beneficial. We won't know until they make a move. This why I'm here. " He said turning to Tomoko and claymore. " My men don't know subtly not like you guys men. I need help with monitoring. With our forces combine we could know every move they make and be able to respond to it with effortless efficiency. It's a win win. And I'll do what I have to, to ensure that an agreement could be rested upon. " He said finally taking a seat. Taking out his cigars. " Mind if I smoke? "

Suzume Yasutake: "Uuuuh Lian why you got go out and well... you know." She stood in front of the clouded mirror, putting on bright red lipstick.

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After smacking her lips a couple of times she turned back to him. "Well the rents got to be paid some how, you're certainly not coughing up the cash thats for damn sure." Sanosuke hung his head ashamed that his girlfriend had to go out and sell herself to make sure they had a place to live. "I'm sorry honey.... I haven't been able to find a new gang since the rebuild." Lian waved away his shame nonchalantly. "Yeah, yeah, I'm must letting you know... I might be gone for a while once I find some decent money... speaking of money." She batted her eyelashes at him. "Sanosuke... do you have any cash I might need to get something to eat while I'm out?"

Sanosuke swallowed nervously as Lian begin to lean close to him, pressing her breasts against his chest while resting her arms gently on his shoulders. He could feel himself begin to loose room in his pants from her closeness. "Uuuuh yeah sure hun." He began to reach into his back pocket to pull out his wallet only to see Lian already had it. She pulled out a meager handful of bills, and stuck them into depths of her cleavage. He gave a heavy sigh as she pushed away from him and grabbed her purse. He could never tell her no, and now he was watching all the cash he had left walk away in the depths of her ample boobs. She bent over in front of him, brushing some dirt off of the new pair of heels.

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She was wearing a pair faded jean shorts, so short you could see the bottom of her ass cheeks. A pink cropped, tank top, and bright yellow jacket. In other words she looked absolutely amazing, well at least to Sanosuke. She ran her fingers through her pixie cut black hair and winked at him. "I'll see you around... handsome." and with that she walked out of the door. Sanosuke shook his head and smiled, "Damn I love that girl."

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"Well Miss Yasutake it appears everything is going smoothly. The baby is growing well and you should be having the baby in a month or so. Seems you were correct about the conception date. Which I find quite remarkable considering even most grown women are typically unaware of when they conceive.... Tell me Miss Yasutake, what are your plans after the birth of the child. Do you plan on keeping the baby? What is the fathers role in this? I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of meeting, what was his name I can't remember?" As Suzume sat on the exam table on the obstetricians office, the doctor sitting across from her looked over pictures on the screen of a computer. They were scans that Dr. Imon had just completed of the child growing inside of her. "Kin.... his name is Kin, and intend on keeping the baby." The doctor had a surprised look on her face. "Oh really? Now I must say that is something I don't hear very often these days. Especially girls your age. If they've got this far along, most have decided to put the baby up for adoption by now." Suzume vigorously shook her head, "Oh.. no,  both Kin and I will be raising our daughter." Dr. Imon nodded she didn't know how long the relationship between Suzume and the baby's father would last. She had yet to see him at any of her appointments, but the young teen seemed quite adamant that he was going to be proactive in the baby's life. She had noted before that Suzume had stated that, Kin had been working quite a bit. Dr. Imon nodded her head again. "Very well then, perhaps Kin will be able to come next time. I should see you again in another couple of weeks. The closer we get to your due date the more often you'll be coming to see me. If you begin feel anything unusual, call my office immediately. If you have problems after hours, contact our after hours hotline. One of the nurses will contact me at home." Suzume nodded back, sliding off of the table. "Thank you doctor... I'll try to get Kin to come to the next appointment." The doctor watched as Suzume left the room. When she was certain that Suzume was gone. Dr. Imon leaned back in her seat and gave a heavy sigh. "It bothers me to see someone so young be presented with such a big responsibility. But that girl seems to have a good head on her shoulders. I just hope the father of this child is as receptive to the prospect of being a father, as much as she says he is." Glancing over the scans again, her brow furrowed and she put her hand on her chin. There was something odd about this baby. By all outward appearances the baby looked normal and completely healthy. However Dr. Imon had a feeling there was something off. After scrutinizing the scans for a few moments, she shook her head knowing it was time to see her next patient.

Suzume stepped out of the office it was a fairly nice day, taking her cell phone out of her bag she began to text Kin. "Hey hun, just left the doctor. Everything looks good so far, baby's healthy. Want to meet up for dinner this evening?" After she was finished she continued on her way to Nadines new place.

Rima Lannister: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SI76wS6tlKs&list=PL9A1340678857BC52 )) It felt like pressure rising gradually within an air tank, bubbling and boiling to its peak until it felt as though the container would soon explode, that container being Rima Lannister's skull which was just barely able to keep her building frustration at bay on the inside. The Kasaihana Gazette was swamped as it usually was during a week day and just outside of Rima's cubicle, the editorial office was filled with writers running rampant like animals freed from their zoo pens. Back and forth, busy feet scattered here and there as loose papers rained through the air from random locations and the loud chatter was practically endless. The hustle and bustle of the office served as sure proof that the Kasaihana Gazette only hired the most hardworking and fastest of writers in the city, employees who were just as scared shitless of their boss as Rima was. And speaking of the devil, “Alright people, let's get on the move! We've got plenty of stories to cover! I want the latest scoop on celebrity sex scandals, politics, what's going on at capitol hill? Gimme the buzz on the richest bachelors in the city getting' drunk at mansion parties and blowing millions on bull shit strippers! Move it, move it, move it!” Frank  Fester Fitzgerald looked just as brawny as ever in his white button-up, sleeves rolled up to his elbows to reveal his hairy forearms, dark gray slacks held up with leather suspenders, and aligator-skin shoes that went click-clock wherever he walked. His salt and pepper hair was slicked back from his hard, matured features, revealing thick brows that were forever knitted into a frown and stone cold gray eyes that were rather intimidating to look into. He had a fat cigar tucked between his lips whose smoke smelled a lot like dark chocolate mixed and something that made Rima's nose twitch the moment he walked near her cubicle. “Rima!” His loud, rough voice startled her, causing her to almost knock her cup of coffee onto her computer keyboard. “Mr. Fitz! I was just getting to work on another story, sir.” She said in a rush of words, a nervous smile forming on her lips which shimmered a soft pink from some lipgloss she bought in a lingerie store. “As you damn well should be.” Said Mr. Fitz. “I have to admit you've come a long way in this company, young lady. Your articles get more and more recognition on the blogs with each new publish and for that I'm happy to have you on our team. By the way, congratulations on your latest story about that murder. That really had the city reeling!” Rima's jaws nearly dropped from her face to actually hear someone like Frank Fester Fitzgerald congratulate her on her work, the type of boss who didn't care to praise any of his employees for anything they did, but use strong criticism to push them to do better. “Mr. Fitz, are you sure you're feeling well today?” The words came out of her mouth before she could even stop herself, her hand slapping quickly over her glossy lips. “Hey, I had to ask myself the same question when I woke up feeling like I could conquer the city!” Frank laughed haughtily. “Now get back to work!!” Rima spun her chair back on its wheels to face her desk with an enthusiastic, “Yes, sir!” Like a good little soldier. While the boss left to go scold some employees about spelling errors, then ordered his Asian assistant to fetch him coffee, Rima's fingers went to work on the keyboard in front of her. Though she was writing about the stability of the city and upcoming preparations that were being set into motion in case there were anymore attacks from otherworldly deities, her mind couldn't help but flash back to what had happened the day before. On the rooftop where she, Kichiro, and two others named Max and Kat were trying to decipher the murder. She had covered plenty of detail about the incident in her article, but made sure to keep out what had followed after the fact, as in the run in with that red-haired fellow claiming to be apart of something called the Kuroyama. “What on earth was that guy talking about?” She asked herself in a quiet voice. “Or...is it a 'who'?” She paused to think. 'I've got to find out who or what this Kuroyama is. What if they're dangerous? Oh, well duh they're dangerous. I should know from that redhead freak.' Her inner voice reasoned within her endlessly pondering brain. “Hey, Mr. Fitz?” She turned away from her desk just as the boss was walking past her cubicle. “Working on that article, young lady?” He asked her in response. “Yes, sir, but I was gonna ask you if I could take my break early today. I'll work an extra hour to make up for it.” Frank arched a brow at her. “An early break?! Have you lost your ever-loving--” But then he stopped as if remembering something. With a shrug of his shoulders, “Eh, I guess, but you'd better get goin' before I change my mind.” Rima beamed with excitement. “Thank you, sir!” She chirped, snatching her handbag off of her desk before bolting out of the cubicle.

Rima Lannister: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H1I4onWcgVo )) A delicate hand gloved in fine white silk gently  combed its way through jet black tresses of the same texture which cascaded toward upright shoulders as silvery eyes looked out at the podunk landscape passing by known as District 1. Dressed in an all black tux with glassy black shoes polished so precisely that one could see their own reflection glittering across their surfaces, Tatsuya Kasai, known to all else as Talon, rode in the back of a shimmering white Rolls Royce, one that drew plenty of attention from the less privileged citizens of the district. It had been several years since the 21-year-old yakuza boss had seen the grotesque side of the city, one that he had vowed never to return to unless he had business to take care of there. Though the hoodlums, hobos, prostitutes and meddling children standing around on the sidewalks couldn't see who was inside the fancy car thanks to the tinted black windows, Talon could very well make out every feature and detail of those he passed by, his eyes watching anything that walked on two legs or four like a hawk searching for prey. The Son of  Fire would much rather have been able to say that he was taking a leisurely tour of the place, though he had been several times before, mostly during his arrival to the city. It was here where he began his most rigorous training in the art of Dragon Style Kung fu, where he would handpick several street thugs to fight him at one time and offer to pay anyone who could beat him, where he would lay waste to those who tried, and where he discovered the drive and hunger within himself to ascend to royalty. But to say that he was simply touring was a lie. In fact, he was on the hunt. That was never a good thing, but today perhaps it would be. “His name is Akira Tetsu.” Came a voice and when Talon's head turned, the man who was seated next to him in the back of the Rolls had to swallow to calm himself. “He had almost forgotten that the silver-haired man was there, a man much older than Talon but was no less loyal than his younger followers. He had a laptop opened in his lap and across the screen were several photos taken of a young man casually strolling through District 1, minding his own business. “He's about 18-years-old. Still in school. Not sure if he has friends but from what we've gathered he likes hanging out at donut shops.” At that, Talon arched a brow. “And you have been monitoring him for how long?” He asked. “Exactly three days, sir. We're sure we know who he's working for.” Jet black locks collapsed past Talon's shoulders as his head turned to look out of his window, his silvery eyes narrowing as he ran the plan through his mind as he had done several times before. After the armored truck heist, stealing well over 13 million in tanz, it was time for the Kuroyama to make their next move and that was to win influence over the KPD. Knowing that it would not be an easy task, Talon planned on using strategy rather than brute strength alone as his father probably would have by now. He would work his way in, find the weakness of the KPD and use them to his advantage, after which, it would become much easier to make his way into the criminal justice world. This job was going to take persuasion, wit, and a shit ton of money, but if things did not go well, he was always armed with a plan B. “Where can we find the boy?” Talon's voice did not sound amused or excited and if he were to be honest, he would much rather be out looking for penthouses, new cars, and suits, but he knew business came first. “We sent someone to check the local donut shop, but didn't find a single trace of him, so right now we're not sure.” The silver-haired man answered, a bead of sweat forming above his brow when he heard a soft sigh escape Talon's lips. “Fine. Then I suppose we'll just have to drive around this human cesspool until we spot him.” He spoke with a calm, yet irritated tone. “Jeeves.” He called to the driver of the Rolls up front. “Make this next right.” “Yes, Mr. Talon sir.” The driver answered in a heavy French accent.

Keizumai"The Trouble Maker" Oda: Akira would have been walking through district one both his hands inside his pockets, he was wearing a rather expensive jet black leather jacket which had a nice little shine to it and a dull black shirt which gripped onto his muscular frame a little tight but just about all his shirts did that, on his legs would be a pair of black denim jeans and on his feet was his Black timberland boots with a dark grey sole, tucked into the back of his jeans would have been two small shotgun like guns, and as always the breaker would have been inside his jacket pocket, his hair would have gotten pretty long as it now hung down over his face a little more, his hair color has changed a bit which he noticed going from jet black to a dark dark brown though one could only tell it was brown it they actually took the time to look at it closely. The streets were oddly busy today and it put him on guard a little more than usual, as he walked he noticed a few peoples head turn and heard some ooooo and ahhhh and shifted his gaze to the streets and noticed a white rolls driving down the street"heh thats new" he'd say to himself as he continued walking till he'd turn down a small alley way and going turning to his right he'd open a side door on a building going inside and into his favorite strip club which was the only one in D1 with some decent women to look at in his opinion once inside he'd walk over to the bar area and sitting upon the bar stool he'd order a beer and once he got it he'd swing his body around toward the stages with all the women watching from a distance while drinking his beer.-

Ginji Shibata: “Fuck the bullshit, let’s go.” A male with deep blue hair which looked ink black in the dark spoke to a few rough looking guys who instantly nodded, standing up to follow him out of the shabby and run down factory they seemed to hang out at or operate out of, leaving ten others left in the dump. They followed the blue haired male around a street corner and when he picked up a seemingly sturdy iron bar, they found what they could while walking, one ending up with a slim block of wood, one with chains, two with iron bars similar to the male with blue hair. People watched as the group of thugs walked past them, unsure of what they were planning on doing with the weapons in their hands. “What’re those kids going to do?..” Someone whispered trying to stay quiet. The blue haired male shot a glance at the person, stopping in his tracks. “You got something to fucking say?” He leaned in slowly, staring at the person with wild eyes. With no answer to his question the male shook his head and continued on his way, the guys following behind him. “Bitches said they wanted to go a round with us, so they better show up.” The male spoke though it wasn’t English he spoke at that moment but his “second language” Japanese, if it could be called that, considering he grew up learning both at the same time. The boys behind him who didn’t know Japanese just simply stayed silent, glancing around as they walked. They group walked until they reached a four way intersection, said to be a spot where gangs around the first district met to settle disputes. The blue haired male stopped in the middle of the intersection, lightly tapping the iron bar against the asphalt, causing a distorted “ding” like noise to sound each time the asphalt was stuck. He was staring right in front of him, a small group of guys walking towards them. “HEY BITCHES! YOU SHOWED UP HUH?!”  A voice sounded from the group approaching them, yelling a bunch of nonsense. The blue haired male swung the iron bar, which was held in his right hand, horizontally to the left as if for good measure, truly just now feeling if the bar was really heavy or not, which it wasn’t. “Get those fuckers.” ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzPOJkHwbjQ)) The guys behind him instantly listened to the blue haired male and ran forward towards the group of guys who had a few more men. The blue haired male watched as his men rushed in, smashing their weapons against the faces of their opponents. People around the immediate area stopped, watching as these delinquents started going at it like animals. Some people claimed they were calling the police but others stopped them, wanting to watch some teenagers beat each other up. The blue haired male slowly started walking towards the fray, dragging the iron bar on the ground, causing the iron to make a sort of grinding noise against the asphalt. “OOYYAAA!” The blue haired male yelled out before he charged into the fight, leaping into the air a few feet from the group so he was able to swing the iron bar down vertically, slamming it against the top of an opposing thug’s skull, sending him to the ground. He started swinging the iron bar wildly, slamming it against whoever wanted beef with him. A few minutes after he joined the fight the opposing thugs were all laid out, down for the count. The blue haired male kicked who seemed to be the leader in the face even though he was out cold. “Let’s go.” The group of thugs stood around the bodies, hearing people whispering about the police or an ambulance. “Oi, I guess it’s time for us to go.” The blue haired male turned from the bodies and started strolling down the same street they had come from, slinging the iron bar down into an alleyway, not caring about it anymore. The blue haired male pulled a black colored cigarette from a pack of Heavens Touch Bold Menthols that was sitting in his left jacket pocket which covered his plain white t-shirt. He slid end of the filter between his lips, pulling a lime green lighter out of his black baggy pants, quickly sparking it, causing the flame to rise up, burning the end of the cigarette while he inhaled, lighting the cigarette, feeling the smoke trail into his mouth. He inhaled the smoke before slowly blowing it out, sliding the lighter back into his pocket. He took the cigarette between his right index and middle fingers, blowing out another cloud of smoke. “The hell are we gonna do now?” One of the guys spoke up, looking to the blue hair male who continued to smoke casually. Taking huge drags off of the cigarette the male stayed quiet before suddenly slamming the half smoked cigarette on the ground, stomping on it with his left boot. “Fuck shit up, go.” The guys suddenly got overly pumped up, yelling like they had lost their minds. Still holding the weapons they had used against those other thugs they sprinted into the street, smashing car windows, shop windows, and the occasional person’s face. The blue haired male pulled out another cigarette, lit it, took a long drag off of it, and watched as his gang members caused havoc, while casually smoking.

Ginji Shibata: A loud high pitched noise resounded from down the block, rushing in their direction. “Cops.” The blue hair male spoke, glancing towards his boys. “OI! Let’s go.” He had already flicked his cigarette off to the side and had started moving in the opposite direction of the sirens. His walk ended up turning into a sprint, weaving and pushing past people as he ran, figuring his underlings would be right behind him. He cut a sharp right, rushing into an alley way which turned to the right at the end. He took the right, sliding out just as the police passed, heading in the direction he had just left. Two out of the four that had come with him walked out of the alleyway. “Where’d the other two go?” The two of them kicked at the ground some before one of them spoke up. “They got caught up and grabbed.” “Tch, whatever.” The blue haired male pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long harsh drag from it, speaking with the smoke in his mouth, causing it to come out in bursts with each word he spoke. “We’ve got some business a few blocks down, let’s go.” The trio headed down the street to a small fast food place called “Jo-Jacks Burgers”. The blue haired male pushed the door open, staring straight ahead in the direction of the female behind the counter with eyes that looked golden. “Oi, where are they?” The woman turned and said something hurriedly while the blue haired male leaned against the counter casually. The two cooks Jo and Jack walked out, staring at him. “So, it’s that time. Where’s it at?” The one called Jo held up his left index finger and ran into the back, coming out a minute later with a roll of money held together with a black rubber band. The blue haired male took the roll of cash and tossed it lightly into the air, catching it before looking at it. “It’s short huh?” The second the words “It’s short” came out of his mouth one of the goons behind him grabbed Jack by his apron, jerking him over the counter to give him a harsh left hook to the right side of his jaw, causing his head to rock to the left. “I’m sorry! Business was slow this month!” The customers in the joint looked at the scene going on but they didn’t say anything. Most of them were regulars and had seen this scene a few times before. “Jo… I’ve heard you say that a few times now. If it’s not what it used to be, do something to fix it you DUMBASS!” The blue haired male grabbed Jo and ripped him from behind the counter, sending him to the ground with a vicious right hook. He raised his left boot, bringing it down on Jo’s face with a bit of force, pushing Jo’s face against the ground. “You’ve really been pissing me off lately Jo. Do I have to make to show you what happens when my money’s short?” Jo mumbled something that sounded like “No” but it wasn’t clear. “Eh? Th’fuck did you say?” He nodded at the goon holding Jack and in response another left hook was delivered to Jack’s jaw in the same spot. “I swear on everything Jo… The next time it’s short, you’ll be losing your waitress…” The blue haired male glanced up towards the woman behind the counter, her eyes wide from what she had heard. “Go fix me a burger Jo and I’ll let it be even… THIS time.” He released Jo and gave a nod to release Jack. They both ran into the back and a few minutes later Jo brought the blue haired male his burger. He grabbed it and took a bite, nodding some. “Dunno why your business is bad… Your burgers are good. Oi, let’s go.” He turned, walking out of the door with his burger, his goons following behind him.

Tomoko Tetsu: Moko stood quietly in hall listening to what King as more of her peers would file into the room most with their eyes upon the feline like female who was known for having a the tongue of a snake when she spoke on matters of business. King’s presence like most from the Fire Flower Syndicate into their ranks made a day which was already unsettling to say the least that much more uncomfortable for the her whilst he wove a tale regarding some Triads entering their town, a faction of that Tomoko herself had already made a point to befriend during her earliest days as the Oyabun of the Shiroi Ookami though she was aware that the organization itself ran much deeper than the Dou Li Triads of Roanapur which were ran by Akuma’s father figure and long time friend Chang. Still he wouldn’t have come unless this group didn’t pose a threat to their way of life, especially since he was aware of how she felt in regards to the matter of Connor Ryoji. A child by right who was of the Arasumaru turned Kaicho under his ranks then killed in the heat of battle during the Horsemen raid on the city. Moko’s heart still mourned at the lost of the boy and her blood boiled at the sight of the one who she deemed responsible for it all. After the longest of time of hearing him speak the Alpha of the Shiroi Ookami would step forward from the mist of her guests placing one foot before the other allowing herself to come in full prolixity of the tower male her confidence showing no airs in front of him nor a trace of arrogance as this was Tomoko’s nature in strides, “The triads are no different than we King-kaicho, they seek to gain where others have lost but rest assure they have nothing to gain here in Kasaihana from me or any of us here in these halls. Leave them be for now or at least until you have more proof of their evils. Haha your ‘men’ are nothing more but tactless thugs beating the crap outta people like spoil children who cannot get their way, its sad really but then again how would they know better if they aren’t taught any better…...still they could learn much by being around real Yakuza perhaps enough to even a challenge for meme one day.” Tomoko retorts her brash tongue showing itself a bit then recoiling it as she did see a chance to seize something that was most needed, not for the affairs of business mind you but for the sake of family. “But if it will ease your feeble consciousness I will accept your generous offer...BUT on one condition.” The Asian beauty spoke once he had finished his little soliloquy and if King were ask what her terms were Tomoko would proceed to say, “Release into my protection the locations that belong to The Shinpaku Federation, and don’t play fool with me, King-san I know you have the power to do this as much Connor’s Aniki does and with Connor gone I know every clan within a mile of them will targeting them. I ask this because by right Connor’s parents were my clan brother and sister in the Arasumaru and in sense I know he would have wanted me to watch over it as I did him. I ask this not for the sake of business but for family grant me this and you’ll have every man and woman in our ranks at your disposal.” Claymore remained quiet listening to both speak the scowl that once upon his face disappearing some as he watched the woman that was once he personal aid stroll out onto center stage and take the field not only as the defensive but offensive side using the situation at hand which indeed grave to say the very least and turn it into a lucrative business deal that would bring apart of the Arasumaru’s legacy back to it by the default of a brilliant yet ruthless woman. Tomoko would added, “Yes I do mind if you smoke damnit can’t you see I’m standing her with a baby on my hips.” Poking at bit of light humor at her condition before returning to the matter at hand. “So do we have a deal? Or are you planning to continue sitting here wasting my time as I and my constituents were just on our way to lunch?”

Kin Tasanagi: King listened to her speak, his eyes listening to her every chilling word. But what had really placed him on edge is when she brought up Connor Ryoji. “Release into my protection the locations that belong to The Shinpaku Federation, and don’t play fool with me, King-san I know you have the power to do this as much Connor’s Aniki does and with Connor gone I know every clan within a mile of them will targeting them. I ask this because by right Connor’s parents were my clan brother and sister in the Arasumaru and in sense I know he would have wanted me to watch over it as I did him. I ask this not for the sake of business but for family grant me this and you’ll have every man and woman in our ranks at your disposal.” Her words left him with a bitter taste in his mouth. " Tomoko Tetsu. " He said listening to her speak, he remembered Connor speaking about her. And how she had taught him everything he knew. " I'd like to thank you, for bringing that young man into the world of the Yakuza. He would... have grown to be a fine leader. "

FLASH BACK---( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlaS1LTBAJU ) -

”Mr.Ryoji is here sir.” The man on the far right would scoff and give a sleezball style smirk. He had a fishy aura to him..he couldn’t be trusted. Theres no way. “Soooo ah. This is the guy who applied? He’s a lot smaller in person.” The gang would laugh…all except King, which is who Connor kept his eyes on. Connor would step forward, and make his way to the edge of the dented square. “Evening gentlemen.” “That’s bosses to you kid.” The man opposite of the sleeze ball, was who connor would refer to as “big ugly.” A big aisan bald man with non exsistent eyes and a fatman’s dream figure: fat and muscle combined. “You don’t get to greet us as equals. These young guys no respect the lot of them.” Connor would inhale and exhale, keeping his temper under check. “I’m glad you’ve excepted my request Mr.King. It’s an honor to meet you. I hope to establish a successful branch under your trunk sir.” Connor would offer a sincere bow, and the two men on the opposite ends of the table would laugh aloud. “He’s something else isn’t he? How old are you kid? 17? Run home to mommy or something.” Sleezeball butted in. “yeah stay in school, this life isn’t for the feint of heart.” Connor would lower his hat a bit, a shadow falling over his eyes and leaving his hand on his hat. “Guys, a little respect please?” Connor would ask. “Being completely serious here.” “Yeah?” the fatman would toss sake on connor’s coat. “And so were we. Fuck this guy King. We don’t need childrens branches in our Yakuza family, i-it’s neidanderthal!” the sleezeball would cackle. “Tell me about it! I’ll get the garuds in here an-“ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTNuBaS2--4 )” Koreijō..(no more)” the strong and manly man’s voice broke the silence as king’s lips moved. When they did…the presence of the room shifted entirely. The two idiots obeyed without question. They stiffened up..straighted up. didn’t even so much as smile, but kept a straight face…”You’re gonna wreck my establishment…if you keep this up.” “No worries boss! Y-you taught us to clean up after our-“ “Not you. Look at him. his left hand is placed on his hat…he tilts his hat down to keep the anger in his eyes at bay…and his right hand is clenced. In a tight fist…” he took another drag of his cig, and flicked it forward, as it’d land in the astray perfectly. “It’s been shaking with anger…one of you two struck a nerve in the boy. He’s been hiding it out of respect. You too couldn’t even tell…if you’d finished your sentence there would’ve been a brawl.” King would open his eyes and look up at Connor. “At ease Ryoji-San. I am king. It is a pleasure to meet you as well.” King would nod, showing his brutish, yet styled mannors. “Pleasure is mine.” “Come. Sit with us. You drink?” the sleezeball whispered. “Isn’t he a minor?” King began to pour the saki himself. “If he’s old enough to keep his cool around you two idiots, surely he’s mature enough for a glass of saki. Besides…we both know it won’t effect him like everyone else. I can tell..it takes the kid a lot to get wasted.” Connor kept his poker face, but his eyes studied king…”He knows something about me…but I cant even read his aura…his prescence…is like…non exsistent. Like  a regular average joe..but the closer I am to him, the more it feels like..even when he’s sitting down he’s towering over me…”

Kin Tasanagi: Connor would nod and sit at the opposite end of the table king was sitting on. he’d take the cup, and hold in his right hand, mimicking the way king was sitting, not by flattery but by nature. “So from the letter you wrote. You say you want…to make a difference in the community. Do you think that’s what being a Yakuza is all about?” Connor took a hit of the sake, before setting the glass down and  clasping his hands together. “I know the history of it being formed was close to that reason yes. It’s something I’ve wanted to do since I was little..i was born and raised around one.” “Ah..which clan.” “The Arasumaru.” The sleezeballs left and right were astonished. “ I see. I heard the tales about them…they became feircesome. Remember when they first strated up. I was elsewhere then..” King looked up towards the skylight were the clouds were drifting by. Even in the dark and single lit room. “They had two of those guys in there…I was around their age at the time..only knew one of there names. Keyth Tasanagi. I remember hering about how viscious the guy was. Wrecking shops by himself. He was a one man wrecking crew all on his own. “ King looked back down. “Then there was another guy who I heard about who was running with him at the time. People say there were like brothers. Brown haired guy..green eyes. The same last name as you now that I recall. Beileve his name was Densuke Ryoji. Relation I’m assuming?” Connor nodded and tipped his hat. “Indeed. That’s my pops.” The two bozo’s looked even more confused. The fat one spoke. “isn’t that the…the superhero guy?” “Hell yeah it is!” the skinny one would open his jacket and pull out a gun pointing it towards Connor. The fat one did the same. “How do we know he ant some kinda cop!” the skinny one exclaimed and the fat one replied. “Cops aren’t vigilntes. They’re different. One follows the-“ “Oh would you shut up! I FUCKING know! So kid you tryin to bust us? Eh? We ant go not dirt, especially any you’d need to know!” King would speak again, but this time the glare in his eyes was intense. “I will not. Tell you two. To shut up. again. is that clear.” “Y-..yes sir.” The two spoke in unison. “..they pose a point. I do not have to tell you twice…that the Yakuza does and has had to, do their dirt in the past. Sometimes…that dirt has a much richer and redder tint than some would like. Are you genuinely here or did your words in the letter lie.” Connor would pour himself another glass of sake, before putting the cup to his lips and sighing after releasing it. “I’m being serious. Iv’e got my funds saved up for this. My hearts in it. the only thing stopping me is myself…I’m not a rat.” King would stare at Connor for a moment as if looking clearly through him. “Hm…okay. You two get outta here. I wanna see the boy alone.” The two men would get up without question and begin to leave the room. as would the secrutity, who’d king signaled with his eyes to leave the room also. Soon enough it was just king and Connor. (stop music). King would pour himself a glass of sake, before taking it down and swallowing it. “Well Ryoji. I’ll be honest. You fit the bill to be apart of my branch. I can tell that you’ve…recently had some form of epiphany about how you want to do things. Theres a spark in your bloody gaze. That’s the spark of a man’s worth, and you’ve got it. but what is a man without is word…well. A beast rather in your case.” Connor smirked. “I kinda figured you knew…that comment about the alchol. “ King nodded. “I’m not one of your kind. But I do know a thing or two about Hadou Mastery…your akuma no honshitsu was increasing in temperature when my boys were egging you on. if you kept it up, there would’ve been a scrap. But don’t get cocky…even those two losers are leauges ahead of you. There my number one and number two for a reason. “ Connor furrowed his brow. “Tch..they seem like idiots.” “Idoits or not. They are my family. Now back to you. I want you to go out and get people to follow you. Extend your leader ship skills to the masses and get a crowd of men to follow in  your wake. I’ll give you one hint, rather than entire advice…use competition and they will respond. Understand?” Connor nodded. “Doooooes this mean I’m in the syndicate. “

King would nod. “Almost. Here.” He’d pull out a piece of parchment from beneath the table that hand vertical japenese kanji symbols on it. they were the signatures of the clan’s from the other members of the fire flower syndicate. “Sign here. The name of your clan. And I shall accept you as a member of the family. You and your men will have allies amongst us. I’m certain you know the ethnic codes concerning the branches, correct?” Connor nodded. “One question though. I’m not to familer with the other clans…what if I get into a scuffle or confronation with them?” King would sigh. “I wont lie kid…theres a few clans under us that just might bring that issue up. people follow the code of jingi..but they also follow what the code doesn’t prohibit. With their loopholes and get arounds…I’ll say this. As long as you do not by any circumstance violate the direct code of ethnics, then any confrontation between you and a fellow branch member is tolerable, as long as no death is involved…that is where things get gery. It becomes less black and white like it should be. Follow the code, and you'll have my support.” Connor would nod in agreement before picking up the brush and dipping it in ink. He’d write the words “Shinpaku Federation. “ in bold black kanji text. Under the name, he’d sing his own. “Connor Ryoji.” King would take the parchment and stuff it in his jacket. “Now then. Go. Show me your leadership skills. Gain 50 plus men in a week. If you do not there will be precautions. Just because I allow you your own, doesn’t mean that if I don’t like how your’re running your show, I won’t intervene. That clear?” Connor swallowed hard for a second..realizing these guys probably would for real off him if they wanted to. However he understood the world he stepped into. “Crystal.” Connor spoke. King would stand up and Connor would also. King extened his hand for a handshake, and  connor would firmly grasp his hand in return. “Welcome to the family Saki.” “Saki?” Connor looked with question. King would smirk and close his eyes. “It translate to “Small Demon” in Japanese. My native heritage. As is yours. Take time to learn it.” Connor nodded and would let go and begin to take his leave from the room. King watched him leave, before turning around and sitting back upon his chair. “The youth get more ambitious every day. Let’s see if he folds…optimisim and spirt only get you so far kid.” King would pull out his pack of heavenly smokes and light a cig, as he palced it between his lips. Taking a drag, he’d look up and release the smoke into the air, letting it swirl and enjoying the rest of his sake to himself.

Kin Tasanagi: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5WeCVTNZ7tE ) Some folks gathered at the back of the high school. All the girls from the wrestling team were there, the camera club, josh, sunny, and Jeannie, and members from the plant club as well. They were all standing behind the school in their jackets, cold, and shivering waiting for Connor. One of the girls from the wrestling team would walk up to Josh. “Hey you said he was gonna be here? Where is he?!?” Josh would wave his hands infront of himself. “H-hey! Chill chill! I mean he said he was coming! Jeez! He’s a man of his word!” “Oh sure’ someone from the plant club intervined with their two cents. “Look if he’s not here in five we’re getting out of here. We don’t’ need this, he hasn’t even been around to do anything!” “Alright, alright.” Connor’s voice broke the mold of silence as he walked in from the far side of the school’s back way. He strided in wearing a black rolled up blazer coat, with blue jean pants and black boots. Under the blazer he’d had on a white v neck, with his old sensei’s black hat atop of his head  resting neatly and casually. It had a white stripe around the bulk of it, and sat firmly on it. Connor approached  the middle of the crowd, standing amongst the masses and looking at everyone. He’d tip his hat a bit. “Evening everone. I’ve returned from my hideous…I’m sorry I was gone for so long, I had to take some time…to find myself. And what I needed to do.” Connor’s eyes would sc an the crowd. “All of you  are here because you hate me. You hate I left you. That I let you down. But some piece of you wants to believe that I’m here for good. You woulnt have showed up if you didn’t.” Connor would place his hands in his pockets, pulling out a toothpick and placing it between his teeth. “I’m here to offer you all a job. You’ve been profiting from our high school operation. That’s good. Great even. However, when we leave here…what’s next for us? Going back to our old lives of speratoin..pursing college careers. Living our lives normally right? False.” The corwd gave a confused look. “there will be complications no matter where you go or how you go about them. In life..you’lll run into problems. Problems you wish you didn’t have, problems you can’t solve on your own…that’s what I’m here to offer tonight. An answer for those problems. I’m here to ask you all to join the Shinpaku Federation officially. I’m starting..and pulling some strings to get my organization into the Fire Flower Syndicate. The Yakuza world.” The crowed whispered in confusion a bit. Puzzled. “That’s a little much isn’t  it?” a voice broke the silence and confusion. “c-can’t we get killed?” Connor would close his eyes for a moment. “Yes. You can. It’s dangerous. Not for the feint of heart.” “So..why do it?” Connor would take his hat off and hold it to his chest. “All my life. I’ll be honest I’ve been a delinquent. Didn’t know right from wrong. Did what I wanted to do, and said what I wanted to. I’m a terrible person and I’ll tell anyone the same thing. This world is a terrible place and can make people like me even seem like a monster….but. We are what we are because we secretly choose to be. Well I’ve chosen to become not a monster but a leader.” Connor held his arms out. “I want to start a family. Not in the conventional since…but going back to the roots of why Yakuza were formed. The Yakuza were known as the chivalrous organization of their community. The whole purpose of the Yakuza was to serve their own form of justice. Based off of the older days.. While scholars have not reached full agreement in the subject, the most common heritage ascribed to the yakuza is one that begins in the late sixteenth century with the kabukimono, boisterous ronin and vagabonds that walked the streets in flamboyant dress and used vulgar speech to set themselves apart from the common folk. They referred to themselves as hatamoto-yakko, men of the shogun, but they had no such relation - they were little more than gangs formed by those samurai and soldiers left behind by a society on its way to stability and peace. The kabukimono faded away over time as the shogunate government became more organised and regular police forces could be established. The shogunate was aided in their efforts by the machi-yakko, civilian police forces formed by volunteers.

Kin Tasanagi: The modern yakuza claim their heritage begins here, with these "servants of the people"” Connor paused. “I want to lead a community of helpers. Sticking to the older ways. We won’t do anything illegal…if we can help it. We will be an organization people can come to for help. Financial, political…helpful things. We will lead the community to something they think they cannot have which is something better…my dream seems childish at best. We won’t be pushed overs, please don’t mistake my kind wants, for push over needs. We will be an iron fist organization…but a not one fist. Ten thaousand fist, all containing a bit of hope. I cant do this…on my own. I’m seventeen and I’m man enough to admit that.” Connor would look around the crowd. “I need your help. You guys…are the cloest things to friends I’ve had in a long time. I want to start this family, and I want this family to be known. My mother passed recently. She told me in just  a few sentences what it means to be a Yakuza. I want to instill that belief, and prove that you don’t have to lead by fear, but by heart. We’ll fix past mistakes with new solutions. And have an ass of fun along the way. If you don’t want to join me. Please leave now. This journey might get messy.” Connor would pause and stuff his hands in his pockets. The crowd looked at each other for a second. Some turned away…but then turned back around. The head of the wrestling team stepped up with her arms folded. “How do we know you won’t leave again.” Connor would sigh. He’d pull a knife from his suit jacket pocket….and hand it to her. She took it with a questionable look. “To prove my serioiusness..you may stab me in any place you choose.” Connor would rip open his jacket, and hold his shirt up. “I’ve never been more serious. If you follow me. I will not abaondon any of you. That is one promise even a demon can keep.” She held the knife for a moment looking at it. she’d place it back into his pocket. “Me and the girls…we’re in..but we want prvilag-“ “I know. I just need devotion for tonight. We can have a meeting at an abandoned building that we will soon make our home base. We’ve got a lot to discuss…a lot to fix and straighten up. but with time. It’s possible. Anything is if you put some effort into it.” The rest of the crowd gathered around and began to raise their hands. The plant club…the camera club…and the wrestling women. Even the original trio pitched in. Connor nodded and tilted his hat. “Good. I’ll see  you all, at 8 p.m tomorrow night sharp. Sunny will email you all the location. Goodnight everyone.” They all waved, and Sunny would begin to collect their numbers and distrubte the phones Connor made espcially for them which was a private hot line to each member. Connor would head on home, walking the long dark road of the night. He’d look to the sky for a second. The stars were barely visible in the city of Kasaihana..but you knew they were there. Watching. Staring. That’s how Connor felt. Like he was being watched. “This is gonna be a big responsibility…but I’ve got to follow my dream the right way. Everyone’s counting on me. I have to be stronger now than I ever have been if I’m going to be serious about this Yakuza stuff…guess I’ll have to learn as I go.” Washi followed beside him. “got anything smart to say?” connor asked. “You’re…a good kid Connor. You’re a natural born leader. “ Washi would fix his sunglases. “and happy birthday.” Washi would vanish as he said it and Connor would nod and smile..happy someone remembered. Something he’d almost forgotten himself

FLASH BACK OVER

Kin Tasanagi: King smirked shaking his head left to right before he looked back over at Tomoko. " Nakama. " He said standing out of his chair. " It means friends, or comrades. Me and Connor were Nakama, he was family to me too. " Even as he spoke, Josh would have been running the clan with flying colors with the assitance of King and his men. " And even though. I need your help, I wont let you tarnish the light that he saw me in. He looked up to me, he was like a little brother to me. And he died on that battle field fighting, not for the sake of my clan, but for the sake of those he cared for. And that's what makes him a man. That was his way as a Yakuza. And I won't let you tarnish that. I'm sorry..." King said as he dropped the burning cigeratte into her carpet before he made his way over to the door getting ready to leave. " Humility, respect, these are things you should learn to adapt ' Sakura' " He said callingher by her ex-whore name. " My Yakuza is one of those principals. Your's should take up an example. Oh... and one more thing. " King said turning his head over to Tomoko with a scowl on his face. As Red Dots beamed onto her from afar but not really specifially anywhere of orgin. " If you ever disrespect my Yakuza Branch again. I'll Kill your whole fucking family... " He said in attempts of pulling the door so he could leave. Claymore would have sighed as he leaned his head forward shaking his head. "... Well... that went lovely. " He said sarcastily.

MEANWHILE -

Kin's eyes shot up when he felt his phone vibrating. It had been Suzume, and it made notion if the doctors appointment. They were going to have a healthy baby girl and he was excited. And scared at the same time. He went to his father recently in terms of this. Keyths response had been to do what he had too. Finically his family had been broke. The Tasanagi's lost there money with the fall of the Kagemaru clan. And kin knew this. Keyth did odd jobs for Densuke and was never home. Same with michiko. Always saving the world somewhere. It was up to kin to get the money for him and his family. As he was readying to text her back his eyes shot over to the scene before him. He watched as a gang bustle a man out of his money. From the sounds of if, monthly extortion gang level violence. Shit he'd bust half a year ago and now he was intrigued by it. The money that the blue haired male received was more then what kin got in a week when he worked as a cop. He knew... He counted it. As he watched them leave he would have pulled his phone up, texting Suzume back swiftly. " Sure... I'll come to you. We can get some pizza. I think I just came Into some money..." He said turning the phone over after he sent the message. Standing to his full height he pulled the hood down over his face as he slowly began his stalk behind the gang. ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FMkMWAiRnfE ) As Ginji and his gang would have been on there way they'd be greeted by a Kin Tasanagi with his hood over his head, and a lead pipe in his right hand. " ... Give me your money. " He said pointing the pole up at Ginji, his bright golden eyes glaring back at his new blue haired rival. " ... I won't ask you twice..."

Serizawa:  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgmVOuLgFB0) -Flashback- Witin the streets of D2 sat a family eating in around the kitchen table, there hands holding each others as they were saying grace. "Jin.. hurry up and eat I need to head to work son." Spoke Frank looking at his three year old son, " Frank.. I cant believe were moving next month me and our son gonna start our new life in Peru." Said Frank's wife who placed her gently arounds around Frank's neck kissing him gracefully. "Peru...Peru...Peru.."

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AE3yia1AJeQ#t=28- )Flash back over- The words Peru echoed through Franks head as he sat in the car his hands gripping the steering wheel roughly, his bare hands ripping the cover of the wheel. " Jin.. Rachel.. Give me strength and guide me though my days of darkness I do this for you. I've done to much to see you again on the other side but I swear Im going to make things right between us." Frank pulled out his cross and kissed it gently before turning his gaze over the Shiroi Ookami Clan Oyabun. Who was only a few blocks down from him his car hidden in a alley way, he noticed King leaving the estate. " Patience.. Frank, " Hearing himself Frank pulled out his camera phone without flash and snag two pictures of her. He then sent it down to Nagara Network a company he took over when he killed Aiden, he reformed the Network and stopped there Yakuza ways, as it was sent to the files his workers pulled up Tomoko Asakura file, He found out she had some ties with Keyth Tassangi which sent Frank in uproar. "Anyone who has ever even open the door for Keyth will see hell. Keep a eye on her" He said before tossing his phone in the back of his car before driving off towards D2 he had gotten word of London work place and wanted to check it out.

--Meanwhile back to Jackie and Kodi-

Watching the male run Jackie eyes turned to Nathan as he spoke "Nathan we cant let him get away, follow him and bring him and this man's daughter back alive.///-Back to the thug- "Ha..Ha..Ha.." Was echoing through the streets this belong to the thug who was breathing heavily as he held the girl in his arms, placing his hands in his pocket as he pulled out the car keys, using it to pop the trunk once it was open he tossed the girl inside and closed it. Racing to the driver seat he took off trying to head back to his boss Kenrock, //Back to Jackie-// (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWR0mc_8xns#t=88) Turning to Kodi Jackie gave a smirk as he spoke " Maan you know how to take a guy out...But I would of rather you taken me out to dinner first...Sharkesha" He said giving a small chuckle as he spoke he walked over to the men he taken out and began to dig in there pockets he only found two Chill pills which he placed in his pocket as he then found a phone he smiled as he took it out and showed Kodi " Here catch." If Kodi would catch the phone Jackie would tell her to put it away seeing it was a clue they could use. Jackie knew more stuff was around as he kneeled towards the owner of the store as he said You need to tell me everything you know about this guy and make it fast who knows who else will be coming." The male sat up shivering holding his daughter hoping his other daughter would come safe and sound as he spoke "There owned by a man named London Kenrock who owns this estate in D2.. "

--Meanwhile with Jin-

Picking up his new born son Jin smiled looking into the eyes of Thor a nickname he gave his son seeing his son loved to play with little hammers. His wife coming from behind covering the eyes of Jin, this formed a smile on the Priest face this moment was key nothing could make this day better he thought to himself before an idea came to his head. " Thor I want you to meet your Uncle, Yes Yes, Uncle Keyth." Handing his son to Claire Jin moved towards his phone and called for Keyth if Keyth would answer Jin would smirk as he said "Old man..It's been a while, I have something to show you tell me where you are and I'll send a limo to pick you up." If Keyth was too bold for the limo Jin would tell him his address to come to which was Son's enterprise located in D2. : Jin it seems you found the one who holds Okami.: Hearing Micheal Jin would smirk as he said "His name is Keyth and be nice." He sat down and awaited for Keyth.

Suzume Yasutake: The audible sound of heels over pavement was heard as Lian walked down the sidewalk in District 1. She took a long drag of the cigarette that was resting between her index and middle fingers. After taking the long breath in she would expel a plume of toxin filled smoke, all the while her brain turning ideas around in her head. She could just find a corner and start turning tricks, however since the rebuild of District 1, there has been an increase in girls who work the streets for the yakuza. Lian didn't really like the thought of having to fight with some thug just because she happened to be on some bitches regular corner. As the wheels turned in her head it wasn't long till she had burned the cigarette down to the butt. After the last intake of nicotine and smoke Lian flicked the still smoldering filter into a drain on the curb. "Well looks it's legit work this time around."

Lian adjusted the purse hanging on her shoulder and picked up the pace of her walking. She knew exactly where she was going, about a year ago she had worked at a strip club. Puss n Boots, wasn't one of the best joints in District 1, but it was pretty good. The girls were pretty decent and you didn't see a bunch of women with c-section scars. Or titts hanging so low you know they have to roll them up to wear a bra. Either way Lian had left on fairly good terms with the owner and he had told Lian if she ever wanted to work again come in and he'd give her a spot.

She headed to the club, there was a side entrance that the girls typically took. In the alley standing next to the entrance was a bouncer Lian didn't recognize him but she figured he'd be reasonable. "Hey um, is Al around I need to talk to him about a job. The bouncer looked her up and down. "We got enough dancers beat it skank." The guy was pretty big, at least six foot of pure muscle. "Hey, listen here you dick! I know Al personally and just because your some hard ass, testosterone, steroid douche bag doesn't mean I'm scared of you now get the fuck out of my way and let me in!" Lian poked the guy in the chest with one red, perfectly manicured fingertip. The guy looked down surprised the petite woman had the balls to pop her mouth off at him. Part of him wanted to bitch smack her into next week, but another part of him wanted to fill that pretty red mouth of hers and shut it that way.

"Hey... Danny let her in I know her." The bouncer turned to see the owner of Puss n Boots standing behind him. He begrudgingly stood aside as Lian stepped throw the door making sure to give him a dirty look as she walked past. Lian caught up with the owner walking next to Al. The sounds of music in the club was muffled by the wall separating the club from the dressing rooms, VIP lounges and Al's office in the back. Al wasn't that big of a guy, he was quite tall and lanky with a mass of long, wild, brown hair. He also wore glasses had an affinity for wearing Hawaiian shirts and smoking Cuban cigars. They stepped into his office together, sitting at his desk was a half naked girl snorting a line of cocaine a mirror. She looked up at Lian and Al. "Daphne fucking beat it.. I got business to attend to." The girl stood up, wiped off her nose and went to leave the office. Al reached over and smacked her on the ass as she passed, with an audible "smack!" the girl giggled playfully.

"You want a hit Lian it's the good shit?" Lian shook her head turning down the offer and the sat in the seat across from Al's desk. Al sat down in his seat and propped his feet up on his desk. "Sooo what can I do for the lovely Miss Orange Blossom?" Lian smiled and shook her head face to face more with the worn soles of his leather sandals than his face. "Al you said when I left, if I ever wanted to work for you again to come on around.... so here I am." Al's eyebrow rose up looking right at her. "Yeah I guess I did say that to you, buuuut Danny wasn't lying we have a full line up right now. However you're in luck my dear, one of the girl's just called in. Something about the doctor putting her on some sort of cream yadda yadda. Either way I have an opening for the night so if you want to fill in for Eskimo kiss then will go from there to see if I can keep you on. Fair?" He reached out his hand to shake hers. Lian smiled and shook Al's hand. "Sounds like a plan to me." He smiled and nodded, "I assume you know where to go and have your own shit?" Lian nodded and stood up from the, chair, "Sure do." she said as she adjusted her purse on her shoulder again. "Good, I'll go announce that Orange Blossom is filling in for Eskimo Kiss tonight." he smirked and ushered Lian out of his office.

She watched as Al headed up front, and then turned heading to the dressing rooms. None of the girls looked familiar, and all kind of gave Lian a dirty look as she went through the stations looking for an empty spot to get ready. "Heya new girl!" Lian turned to see the girl that had been in Al's office before. "Hey... your names Daphne right?" The other young woman nodded, "Here's Maria's spot by the way, you can put your stuff here for the night." Lian assumed that Maria was Eskimo Kiss, the girl she was replacing for the night and possibly more long term depending on how the night went. "Ah okay, thanks allot Daph." As she sat she could hear the sound of Al, over the mic. "Hello gentleman, just letting everyone know that we have a change up in the girls tonight. Miss Eskimo Kiss cant entertain you tonight so if you came to see her, I'm sorry to inconvenience you. But instead I've brought to you all a lovely treat that I promise wont disappoint. If you've been with us for a while you might remember Miss Orange Blossom from about a year ago. Believe me if you were, you'd remember." Al went on, but Lian just blocked the rest of it out as she got ready.

Suzume Yasutake: Suzume closed her phone after reading that Kin would meet up with her later at Nadine's temporary apartment. During the battle with the four horsemen, allot of district 2 was badly damaged. Some rebuilding had been going on throughout the past six months. Nadine's shop had not only suffered physical damage, but also most her books had been stolen. Suzume didn't understand why, and assumed whomever had stolen the books knew that some in her collection were very valuable. Suzume rounded the corner looking around she made sure no cars were coming and then rushed across the street. Till she stopped in front of a gated apartment building.

She pressed the buzzer on the outside. "Who are you here to see?" A gruff voice chimed in through the speaker box. "Nadine Fowler in apartment 12." There was a resounding buzz and crackle from the intercom. "Alright, you can come through.."

As Suzume went through the now unlocked gate she took in her surroundings, there was a small wooded courtyard leading up to the stone front steps of the building. A sign in amongst the grass and tree roots said. "Keep off the grass." Suzume found it somewhat amusing considering there was actually very little grass around. As she went up to the steps she could see the narrow path in front of her fork just where the stairs begin one sidewalk heading left and the other to the right. Both leading to two gates on either side of the building. You'd think they would have some sort of buzzer like the one out front. However as far as Suzume could tell they were must for maintenance of the courtyard. When she made it to the top of the stairs she could see the portly security guard through the front window. Despite having been to the building several times he gave her a suspicious look as she opened the front door to the building. His uniform was slightly disheveled and for some reason he felt the need to wear mirrored sunglasses... indoors. She have a nervous smile as she walked past on her way to the elevator. The only way she could tel the guy was looking at her was the obvious turn of his head as she passed. The ding of the elevator was a welcome sound.

Stepping onto the elevator she turned around to see the guard do the same thing he had done since she had come to the building the first time. He motioned from his eyes to pointing at Suzume. The action saying something to the effect that he had his eyes on her.

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She shook her head as the door closed, he either was a little on the weird side, or he really didn't have much to do sitting at that desk for hours on end. Perhaps he was a little of both, either way the guy sort of creeped her out. The doors to the elevator opened up again on the third level of the building, and after Suzume stepped out she made her way to apartment 12. [6:18:38 PM] *** Kin Tasanagi has changed the conversation topic to "Pan-Uub- Kodi -Skar-Keiz-Sezo-Sayuri-Keyo-Jin" ***