Thread: Kill La...Valor? (Grave and Wiki)

Scott Young came to just as the plane had touched down. It had been a long trip from Nice, France to Tokyo, Japan, but he was finally here. The purpose of his visit was to do an investigation for the Shadowgreen Institute, a secret facility for superhumans located in Nice, France. He had graduated just a year ago and been inducted into their Special Investigations Unit, which handled major calamities and investigated superhuman anomalies. Scott was a shoe-in after saving New York from a savage alien race called the Grymwar last year, and he was usually the field agent in these situations. He had a special satellite phone that he carried with him to keep in touch with Shadowgreen, and it was possible that this would be vital to the success of his mission. His job while in Japan was to investigate any activity that would be classified as superhuman. There was talk of a young woman in a sailor suit fighting crime, but nothing except eyewitness accounts had been collected. In her case, his job was to find her and gather intelligence on her. He was authorized to use force if necessary, but not to cause significant damage to any land on Japanese soil. The Shadowgreen Institute's involvement in the matter was a secret, and the Japanese government had given him permission to work under strict conditions. Scott grabbed his bags and headed off the plane as the airline said the farewell message in several languages, including Japanese and English. It would ordinarily be customary for American agents to be shuttled to the American Embassy, but this would draw unwanted attention. He was to go to a nightclub called Tokyo Nights that evening and meet with some representatives of the Japanese government. They would give him classified information and a lead, and from there, he was on his own. For now, he was to go to his hotel and get ready. Scott was dressed in a black trenchcoat with black pants and dress shoes, so he would have to look less business-like tonight. All that people needed to know was that he was a foreigner on vacation. Well, here we are, Valor. The land of the rising sun. The land of Godzilla and anime, as well. Yeah. I guess it figures that superhumans would be found here. I hope we can resolve this without having to use force. It would be anticlimatic if there was no action, though. My Fist of Valor was made for anime. Scott... I know, I'm just kidding. We won't use force unless we have to. We'd best get to the hotel, then. It was pretty average for Scott and Valor to banter like this. They had first become friends over four years ago when Scott received him as a gift for saving a little girl from a drive-by shooting. The shell of Valor, who was an alien being known as a Voltari, formed armor and a weapon for Scott to use. The soul of Valor inhabited Scott's body, and the two had a mind-link that allowed them to communicate almost effortlessly. The two had grown very powerful over their four years at Shadowgreen, and they could take on just about anyone. It was because of the destructive power of the two that they had to be subtle. They caught a cab to the hotel, which was in an affluent part of town called Minato Ward. Once they were inside, they were met by a friendly desk clerk. Are you Young-san? Yes, sir, I am Scott Young. My boss asked me to have your hotel key ready. Please enjoy your stay. The Japanese government had paid for his hotel stay up to two weeks, and he could put in a request for more time if it was needed. He took the elevator upstairs and found his room. He had brought enough to last him for a while, so he would not have to resupply too much unless it turned out to be a long-term assignment. After stowing his things, he turned on the television. It was the usual fare of a murder in downtown Tokyo, some stock news, and a few feel-good stories. I guess the news is boring here, too. He switched off the TV and pulled out his sat phone to give a call to headquarters. Madam Shadow, I have made it safely to Japan. That is good news. Your orders are the same, but be careful. Our scanners have detected several anomalies all over Japan, so there's no telling what you might be dealing with. Thanks for the update, Madam. I will be careful. He then hung up the phone and began waiting out the time until his appointment at the nightclub.