Saga 3 Episode 65: Stars & Stripes Pt 2: Til Death Do Us Part

## **Participants**

Officer KiriyuNaomi Edwards???Officer KipLogan EdwardsSteven Colt
## **Chapter 5: Dearly Beloved**

Gri: The sun was at it's highest point of the day, with little shade provided for the beach goers having a nice time on the sand and in the salty water. No one seemed to mind, bringing their own protection from the rays of UV with giant umbrellas and hats while others preffered to let themselves get tanned and beamed on. One of those being Naomi Edwards, in a yellow bikini, sprawled back with elbows resting on a tri-color towel as slender legs stretched out with toes curling lazily, bared shoulders rolling in relaxation with slight bones cracking pleasantly. Her hair was pinned up to give off a short appearance of a feminine bob cut with bangs just above chocolate brown hues that were shielded by brand name sunglasses of a similar color. The honey toned skin glazed over from the bronze lotion used and a light sheen of sweat blanketed her body but the wolf blood was not bothered by the heat in the slightest, plump glossy lips parting as fangs poked out while she smiled and sighed in contentment. "Nnmm this is nice..." The waves weakly reaching the beach and the seagulls crying out in the far distance occupied Naomis hearing along with a group of teenagers playing volleyball further down the beach...this was a pretty popular place to hang out though it never got annoyingly crowded where one couldn't enjoy some peaceful beach time.

Naomi seemed to be enjoying spring break seemingly with no responsiblity in sight, what had she been up to this entire time? After the war, she'd taken to laying low per her fathers request but that didn't mean she was just lounging about in her room like a good girl. Suddenly a splash of cold water breaks the wolf bloods relaxation and she lets out a growling squeal, shooting up into a sitting postion. "Dammit Viktor! Watch it!" Taking her sunglasses off and flicking the salty water off of them she gives the blonde male at fault an annoyed glare though the obviously russian man standing at 6 foot 1" wasn't intimidated in the slightest as he continued making his way over to her in all his wet glory, red shorts sticking to him. Viktor as he was called by the mafia daughter kneels in front of her and shakes wet spikey locks all over her before smirking at her louder growl. "You won't do anything, shut up." The thick accent made it even more clear just how russian this man was and though he spoke with a playful tone, it certainly held some authoritive tone as if really telling her to shut up or else.

Naomi brought up her knees slightly to give him room to be so close to her as she wiped droplets off of her face and huffed. "Don't tempt me..." She threatened though it was under her breath. Viktor still caught it though as he spreads her legs forcefully and leans into her, practically forcing the brunette to her back as she catches herself on her elbows and tries pushing him off, palms laying defensively against hard abs. "Gah you're heavy stop it..." "Pretty little dog you have to be nice to me, we must play the roles given to us. Stop being such a stick in the mud and have some fun neh?" If at this point one is wondering who the hell this guy is and why Naomi of all people would even be seen with someone like this ass it was simple though completely complicated at the same time: This was Naomis fiance. Dealt the bad hand of an arranged marraige with the son of the Mother Bear mafia (from Russia with love of course) her father and his agreed to strengthen the bond through marraige and of course that left the red maiden doing all of the work.

Though lately there had been rumors Mother Bear were getting themselves in to more trouble than what they were worth...rumors never the less but her father had kept a close eye on their works in the meantime Naomi must keep up her duty but it didn't mean she enjoyed it in the slightest. Their first meeting was less than cheerful and the more the two spent time together, the more she wanted to hurt him...Viktor as muscle headed and stupid as he seemed, didn't seem much phased by her indifference and made it his job to annoy her and sexually harrass her because he knew he could get away with it. Being seen together was a part of the deal, letting others know of the alliance made and putting the spotlight on the young couple to emphasize the importance of it all hence Naomi being out in the open with this ass who was currently groping her thigh and lapping at her neck like a hungry dog.

Naomi merely stared up at a cloud, having given up on fighting him while he attempted what he called 'romancing' his fiance, the brunettes mind wandering off as it usually did when Viktor got too close and she lets out a soft sigh. 'What are you up to I wonder...' Who she was thinking about was obviously not her fiance but someone else from what feels like such a long time ago...

## Chapter 6: Buddy Cop Drama

Cho Amadeus Kiriyu: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oXIv70GVfss&index=2&list=PLYNBny7IRlVnrGC-RuQIVVorxDUTCk6dV ) Cho would’ve been sitting down inside of what looked like a classroom with his less than favorite person in the world sitting next to him. Kip Smithers the senior who blamed him for his broken nose and his embarrassment. Cho wasn’t wearing his janitor gear today, ooooh no. He wore his white v-neck t-shirt with is signature brown leather jacket over it, and blue jean pants with white sneakers. He’d had his gun and his badge back on his person with a  small smile on his face feeling. That feeling of happiness and content was interrupted when Kip began to speak.

Kip: Hey Cho.

Cho: What?

Kip:…Where’d you learn to fight like that?

Cho: -folds his arms- personal experience. I was a cage fighter for about a year.

Kip: At the age of sixteen?

Cho:-nodded- I’ve been fighting for a while. A long, long while. So I know my way around a few cops, none the less some up the ass 18 year olds.

Kip: Well…I didn’t have anything to do with having you jumped or anything. But on behalf of my class I would like to apologize.

Cho: Don’t bother. You and those other punks are scum. You look down on your peers because of their age and stature, forgetting that we’re all on the same side. You put discrimination in a place that is supposed to be void of it, and it is for that purpose alone that if for any reason I lose this job because of any of you seniors, I’m going to hunt each of you down one by one, and split your wigs. –Looks over at Kip- If you don’t believe me, fight me. Your crew aint here, and I’ve been resisting the urge to hit you since you walked in this room.

Kip: It’s not in your best interest to go threatening cops. Given your display you sound more like a killer or an animal than an officer of the law.

Cho slowly stood up, moving his desk out of the way. As he did, he’d begin rolling his shoulders, popping his neck from side to side. He then begins to crack his knuckles. Kip stands up to, knowing full well where this was going. He was satisfied at least that Cho was letting him get prepared for it by stretching.

Kip: At least you let me take some time to prepare for this.

Cho: Shut up and put your guard up.

The door swung open and Colt walked in. His voice was soft but firm, and it could be heard throughout the entire room.

Colt: That’s enough boys. That’s plenty enough. Take your seats.

Cho and Kip both sat down in their desk which was now further apart. Colt walked to the front of them, and sat on the desk at the front of the room.

Colt: You two had best learn to quit your bickering while you’re ahead of the curve. You hear? Today you’re no longer junior or seniors. You’re both now full on Kasiahana Police Offiers. And until the duration of my jurisdiction over  you is complete. You’re both going to be shown and taught in the ways of espionage.

Cho: Espionage? Like spies?!?! –smiles-

Colt: Yes. But this isn’t a game. Don’t let the movies glorify this for you. Make one wrong move and you’ll jeopardize everything. We don’t have long and the things I can show you I only have a limited time to do so. So that being said I’ve brought in someone who’s going to help you understand the tricks of the trade I need you to be learning with the few hours we have.

The door once again swung open but this time much slower. A man walked in and he had an odd daunting presence to him. He was tall, buff, but he looked old.  Cho scanned his facial features. Arguably late to early forties, a gruff individual. You could tell he was Russian by the furrow of his brow. He reeked of alcohol. He had very powerful eyes…Cho felt a wind of intimidation behind them which said a lot seeing as how he could look almost anyone in the eyes and not feel something. But this guy. There was something off. It’s funny to think there are non-supernatural creatures who give off such an aura..

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He walked to the front of the classroom and turned around to look at Cho and Kip nodding at the both. His voice was professional but fast speaking. He didn’t skip a beat and he didn’t miss appoint.

???: Good morning. I’m here to inform  you that we are not friends. I am not your teacher. I am a map. A map specifically designed to guide you in the right direction to become drastically better than what you currently are. That being said, get up and make you’re way to the rooftop of his facility. Today I’ve got 6 hours to turn you into spies, and I’m not wasting a single second. Is that clear?

Cho & Kip: -stand and salute- Yes sir!

Gri: After spending some more time at the beach, and purposfully ignoring her fathers calls, Naomi decides now is as good a time as any to pop on by the family home and see what was so important that Logan Edwards kept trying to reach her. She was doing everything she was told what more could the old man want? After packing everything up and slipping into the town car, covering up the bikini with a white crop top and a thin fabric red skirt that she tied around a hip, she tries to ignore how close Viktor comes to sitting next to her, a hand possessively placed on her exposed thigh from the slit in the skirt. Pressing on the device against her ear, it calls Logan so she can let her father know theyre on their way over to see what this meeting was about.

The black town car slows to a stop outside of the established mansion, gated and covered with men in suits and sunglasses. It was an old victorian theme, very fancy in taste though not overly done so as the car circles through the brick road and stops right by the stairs leading up to the giant double doors. Naomi bites on to Viktors nose, getting him off of her as she growls playfully and shoves him off to get out of the car, ignoring his chuckle. The two betrothed head inside where they find Logan Edwards in his study, smoking a monte cristo cigar and laid confidently against the large leather chair while older yellow eyes gandered at important documents sprawled against the oak desk before him. "Hm..." Smelling his daughter and...the russian, he places the papers down and welcomes them in. "Father, is everything alright?" "Peachy. Just dealing with some business transactions, nothing to be concerened about...Viktor, why don't you wait for us in the den? Monte has taken out our best vodka on ice to accomidate your tastes..." At the mention of alcohol, Viktor merely nodded his head respectfully and kissed Naomi on the temple before leaving the two Edwards to themselves, shutting the door behind him.

Now curious as to what was going on, Naomi steps closer and sits in the chair in front of the desk before her father, tilting her head. "Papa...what is it?" Logan places the cigar down, exhaling the smoke from somewhat clenched teeth, his nose curling in distaste. "It seems...Mother Bear has gotten in to some rather unsettling situations..." At this Naomis eyes widen slightly in curiousity, leaning closer to the desk. "Oh?" "I can't get in to specifics but Nukka has been looking into some things for me...I'm not pleased with what's come back. It seems our partnership with dear mother bear is coming to an end very soon, Nao." A rather unsettling drawl came from Naomis pretty lips as she couldn't help the smirk. "Oooohhh mother Russia isn't treating them so well is it? Coming down on hard times? Can't imagine what sort of trouble they're getting themselves in to in such a barren wasteland of a country..." "Mind your manners, Nao. If it were money trouble, our pack would do well with assisting them but it is more than that...they are biting off more than they can chew and the repacussions will backlash on us as well, something I can not allow. They will bring our name down with theirs just by association." To this, the brunette leaned back, placing one leg smoothly over the other, the smirk widening. "Papa are you implying what I think you are? Please give me the order and I will be more than happy to drop Viktor..." "Not so fast, daughter. The trouble they are getting themselves in to is dangerous, thus showing me just how reckless they are and how far they are willing to go...they're depserate and I do not want to cause too much of a rift. Mafia, regardless of what species or race do not handle well being cut off so disrespectfully...we can not simply tell them 'thank you for our time together, this isn't working out.'

To this Naomi merely crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Please...Mother Bear would not dare try and retaliate from broken ties. They wanted US on their side remember? We hold higher power over them. They NEED us more than we need them. Leave it to me, father." "No, all you have to do is end things with Viktor. Leave the rest of the talking to Mother Bear to Nukka and I. Do not get yourself too involved." The wolfblood was already standing and on her way out, waving her father off. "Sure sure....leave it all to me..." Logan watched after his youngest with piercing hues before gazing back down at the paper work and taking them in his hand, only to see a thin line of blood on his thumb. "Mm...a bad omen."

After spending some more time at the beach, and purposfully ignoring her fathers calls, Naomi decides now is as good a time as any to pop on by the family home and see what was so important that Logan Edwards kept trying to reach her. She was doing everything she was told what more could the old man want? After packing everything up and slipping into the town car, covering up the bikini with a white crop top and a thin fabric red skirt that she tied around a hip, she tries to ignore how close Viktor comes to sitting next to her, a hand possessively placed on her exposed thigh from the slit in the skirt. Pressing on the device against her ear, it calls Logan so she can let her father know theyre on their way over to see what this meeting was about.

The black town car slows to a stop outside of the established mansion, gated and covered with men in suits and sunglasses. It was an old victorian theme, very fancy in taste though not overly done so as the car circles through the brick road and stops right by the stairs leading up to the giant double doors. Naomi bites on to Viktors nose, getting him off of her as she growls playfully and shoves him off to get out of the car, ignoring his chuckle. The two betrothed head inside where they find Logan Edwards in his study, smoking a monte cristo cigar and laid confidently against the large leather chair while older yellow eyes gandered at important documents sprawled against the oak desk before him. "Hm..." Smelling his daughter and...the russian, he places the papers down and welcomes them in. "Father, is everything alright?" "Peachy. Just dealing with some business transactions, nothing to be concerened about...Viktor, why don't you wait for us in the den? Monte has taken out our best vodka on ice to accomidate your tastes..." At the mention of alcohol, Viktor merely nodded his head respectfully and kissed Naomi on the temple before leaving the two Edwards to themselves, shutting the door behind him.

Now curious as to what was going on, Naomi steps closer and sits in the chair in front of the desk before her father, tilting her head. "Papa...what is it?" Logan places the cigar down, exhaling the smoke from somewhat clenched teeth, his nose curling in distaste. "It seems...Mother Bear has gotten in to some rather unsettling situations..." At this Naomis eyes widen slightly in curiousity, leaning closer to the desk. "Oh?" "I can't get in to specifics but Nukka has been looking into some things for me...I'm not pleased with what's come back. It seems our partnership with dear mother bear is coming to an end very soon, Nao." A rather unsettling drawl came from Naomis pretty lips as she couldn't help the smirk. "Oooohhh mother Russia isn't treating them so well is it? Coming down on hard times? Can't imagine what sort of trouble they're getting themselves in to in such a barren wasteland of a country..." "Mind your manners, Nao. If it were money trouble, our pack would do well with assisting them but it is more than that...they are biting off more than they can chew and the repacussions will backlash on us as well, something I can not allow. They will bring our name down with theirs just by association." To this, the brunette leaned back, placing one leg smoothly over the other, the smirk widening. "Papa are you implying what I think you are? Please give me the order and I will be more than happy to drop Viktor..." "Not so fast, daughter. The trouble they are getting themselves in to is dangerous, thus showing me just how reckless they are and how far they are willing to go...they're depserate and I do not want to cause too much of a rift. Mafia, regardless of what species or race do not handle well being cut off so disrespectfully...we can not simply tell them 'thank you for our time together, this isn't working out.'

To this Naomi merely crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Please...Mother Bear would not dare try and retaliate from broken ties. They wanted US on their side remember? We hold higher power over them. They NEED us more than we need them. Leave it to me, father." "No, all you have to do is end things with Viktor. Leave the rest of the talking to Mother Bear to Nukka and I. Do not get yourself too involved." The wolfblood was already standing and on her way out, waving her father off. "Sure sure....leave it all to me..." Logan watched after his youngest with piercing hues before gazing back down at the paper work and taking them in his hand, only to see a thin line of blood on his thumb. "Mm...a bad omen."

\_In the briefing room, Cho and Kip still remained side by side. The mysterious man from the KGB had yet to reveal his true name and for the time being all he’d revealed was an organization called Mother Bear. Cho knew about them ahead of time, in fact he’d been tracking them down and arresting their guys left and right for weeks! The mysterious man continued on his explanation.\_

???: Officier Kiriyu, pop quiz. What is the common symbol amongst many to all Russian mother bear agents.

Cho: A red star in the open mouth of a bear sir

???: Correct. Anyone you see with that designated tattoo is the person of interest we’re looking for. This mafia shares similarities to those of a cockroach. Not hard to kill and become immune to whatever method kills them the first time. –he points to select areas of district 2- even with your efforts combine officer Kiriyu they don’t even make a dent. They run a join op between here and Russia. For ever 10 we arrest, 20 more are on a ship waiting to replace what was lost. –he steps forward a bit pointing a finger- but like any bugs nest, if you want to kill them permanently you have to irradiate the core, or kill them from inside out with borax. Both of which in this case are options.

Kip: How long have they been running this operation? I’ve seen a lot of dealings with Yakuza, but I’ve also seen them with the Mangetsu family members a few times.

???: The Mother Bear have been doing this for a while now. Maybe 4 or 5 years going strong. They specialize in all forms of trafficking. Cartel, women and children, even normal every day goods like food and other produce. They make their mark as being an innocent shipping company that ships things you need until you look underneath the surface of it all…and Correct you are kip, which brings us to what your mission is tonight.

\_The man walks back towards the desk and grabs two manilla folders. He holds them and places on in front of Cho and one in front of Kip.\_

???: This is the first part of your undercover op…and hopefully the last. Tonight the Mother Bear are taking a trip on their Yacht, celebrating the wedding of someone from the Mangetsu Clan and one of their own. Since it’s this big of an event, the groom must be of some importance. Maybe the son of the head, nephew or something along those lines. You two are to go as guest. –He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out two invitations.- we’ve forged these invites for you. Flawless copies. Just try not to act like a cop.

Kip: Will do sir.

Cho: Easy. I don’t act like one right now anyay.

???: And Kiriyu. Don’t mess this up. I saw your work out there today. It was great, you can fight, but that doesn’t save nations. I need you to keep your cool, no matter who you see, no matter what goes on, I don’t care if you see a rape. You’re NOT  a cop on this assignment. Understood?

Cho:-salutes- Yes sir.

\_Cho and kip begin to leave the room and as they do, Cho veers off in direction. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, and walking outside to his hovercycle. A couple things resonated with him. Specifically because he knew that clan name. Connor talked about how the wolves there jumped him all the time. That and he remembered he wasn’t the only Yakuza in high school to begin with…\*She\* was one to. The girl Cho had written 1,000 letters to and never sent a one of them.\_

Cho: I’m thinking to much. She won’t be here. She’s got plenty of shit to do…that’ doesn’t involve me.

\_He starts to crank up his hovercycle, and revving the handle he pushes the bike down the street. He had some time to kill, a few hours more or less, to get into a fancy outfit and get ready for this party. It was a surveillance mission, and was only to gather info. Nothing else. \_

Naomi changed from beach attire to a comfortable wear of tight jeans and a wool knit crop top like sweater that showed off her stomach and slid off her shoulders. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail...one could tell from appearance alone she wasn't planning on being out for too long. After coming downstairs, Viktor takes her hand and lightly spins her around much to her dismay as she huffs and allows him too. "Stop it." "Why? You need to smile more...you are too serious. We will be married soon...you should behave nicer to your husband." At that notion Naomi merely breaks free of his grasp. 'Little do you know, buddy...' She thinks to herself as the two make their ways outside. "Viktor, why don't we go out somewhere to eat? I need to speak with you about something." "Actually my little kashtan...I have a surprise for you." As the townhouse car opens, she realizes it isn't her car but the russians, spotting a very well dressed and rather unsettling character as their driver for the evening. "Oh? How romantic and...unlike you, Viktor. What would this surprise be exactly?" The blonde merely smirked and ushered her on to the expensive leather seats.

Not another word is shared between them, the question going unanswered and leaving Naomi with a suspicious glance at her fiance. The ride lasts a little while and leads to a private dock, red hues spotting a very luxurious yacht that could only belong to Viktor or at least his daddy. A slick black top bottom with the rest in a glossy white...such a russian style indeed. The thing was giant enough to fit 60 people on the DECK alone...god knows how many more inside the damn thing.

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"And....we're here because?" Naomi began as Viktor takes her hand and pulls her out of the car, the two walking towards the loading deck. "Is it strange I want to spoil you? Take you out for a nice night on a nice boat...Just indulge me this one time without complaining. It won't kill you..." Naomi heard a change in tone and her eyes narrowed lightly but she would play along. "No I suppose it won't." As the two reached nearer, she noticed a bunch of men loading with what seemed like catering goods, tables and fancy decorations. "A bit much don't you think? Viktor, sweet heart...we aren't entertaining any guests are we now? Whats the occassion..." She stopped now, not planning on getting on the yacht until he explained himself but it seemed like he wasn't going to as he turned to face her and strong lips twisted into a frown.

"You ask too many questions. Pretty girls should be seen, not heard...." At this Naomi growled slightly and parted stubborn lips to insult only to be met with a sharp prick in the back of her neck. Shoulders shrugging upwards in surprise, she snarls and swipes the attacker in the face, knocking the sun glass wearing lacky in a disrespectful slap right into the water! Red eyes glow in preparation for another attack only to feel her heart beat slowing down and an immediate fatigue hit her hard. A soft noise of displeasure rumbles through her chest before she falls into Viktors not so loving arms. "You should not be acting out at your own engagement party. A shame I had to sedate you little doggie but I couldn't have you dumping me at our own party, I'd have to send all of the guests home." Picking her up and carrying her bridal style he boards the boat with a weakly struggling Naomi trying not to black out from what had to have been an injection of angry bloom swimming through her blood stream now.....

The sun had completely set now, evening was upon Kasiahana and the luxury yacht was now decorated to what was indeed an egagement party, catering attendants walking by with silver platters full of food and drinks, people in well dressed attire enjoying themselves on what would be a couple of day cruise! First a celebration for the young couple betrothed to one another and a cruise to Russia for the actual wedding! Smooth music played pleasantly through peoples ears.

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There were dim lights displayed all over the deck that illuminated the party for those spending their time dancing or chatting it up on the deck, the space big enough to accomodate nearly 60 something people while on the inside, more could fit comfortably and sit down anywhere on the expensive furniture. All were in attendance...except for the Mangetsu clan themselves and the bride to be had yet to be seen. She refused to come out of her room, sitting on the edge of the bed of the masterbedroom as a maid finished styling her hair up in an elegant yet simple do, a low brushed down bun with some bangs hanging loosely on either side of her face. Blood red lipstick adorned plump lips and slight blush and eyeshadow...the dress covering her body was a V style that exposed her chest all the way down to just above her navel, covering the more important parts though there was side breast action going on it was somewhat subtle, the rest of the dress opening only slightly around her hips and drapping down to her legs, black heels in straps placed on her feet.

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The upper part of the dress held glittering flower patterns of gold and silver to distract from the obvious skin showing in the middle. Naomi though so beautifully dressed, looked out of it. The angry bloom had not worked itself out of her blood system, there was hints of it...enough to keep her from transforming and causing chaos...just enough to make her...complient. Or so she wanted her kidnapper to believe...He wanted to play this game? She was a dangerous player and she intended to win...As the maid finished the hair, she steps back and Naomi stands up, swallowing the awful feeling down that angrybloom left. Viktor warned her if she tried to give him too much trouble...he would be left brideless in a seeming 'acciden't' and though Naomi didn't take to being kidnapped or threatened, she knew he would hold to it and she needed to comply long enough to find out what is it exactly Mother Bear was up to...they must be very desperate to kidnap a princess yakuza. This was the perfect way to infiltrate in plain sight and so huffing away what dignity she had, she steps out of the bedroom and enters the party, properly introducing herself with a fake smile until Viktor can find her and they play 'happy couple'....for now....

## Chapter 7: Yacht Party

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=\_fVPtBy2ssM&index=24&list=PLYNBny7IRlVnrGC-RuQIVVorxDUTCk6dV ) \_Lights. Lights always made Cho feel at peace, and they were only ever visible at this time of night. The sun sets and the lights of office buildings and business establisments light the night. The artificial stars of Kasiahana City have never been brighter. Cho dressed from head to toe in what could be considered the most fancy get up he’d eve worn, was wearing a classic black and white Tuxedo. It was a special form fit, hugging his body enough to define the shape but not to much to restrict his movement. Cho was more sure than anything this outfit was going to get ruined, but Connor was pretty good at getting things. Cho knew this came from the guy on the corner of D1 who sells these suits for prophet but Cho would rather put money in the poor man’s pocket than the rich man’s wallet, so it was a win for him. His sunglasses on, resting over his nose, the raybands reflected the buildings, and hover traffic passing him by. Cho drove pretty slow, as he began to have daunting feelings. Every time he went on a big mission he’d make sure to call his mom before hand and tell her how much he loved her. He’d done so a  few minutes ago, and shot her a text that said “Save me the last piece of meatloaf.”\_

\_Arriving on the scene, Cho parked is bike in the parking lot, stepping off of it and pushing the alarm button. He was going to be on this ship for god knows how long but he’d be damned to have his bike stolen. As he stood up fixing up his tie, another car would’ve pulled up beside him. A lambo at that. Kip with his blond hair slicked back, and tall athletic lanky frame stepped out and shut the door behind him. He stood beside Cho, before speaking in a hushed tone.\_

Kip: You do have your contacts on right?

Cho: Yeah I do…I’m analyzing the people I see at first glance on the ship now.

Kip: Anything?

\_Cho’s eyes if someone looked close enough would’ve been able to see the small blue lines that were moving back and forth across the surface of his brown hues. This is because he’d started his dream off as a spy right, getting some basic gear he’d need for this mission, one of which included the electronic contact lenses. A pair of contact lenses that give one the ultimate detective type vision. They have a lin with the KPD super computer, giving the wearer the ability to face recognition and match up with kpd files, birth records, ID photo's, and any form of physical identification. If there’s a record on someone in government or local files, the user can match and identify them instantly. It also acts as a hub, allowing the user to process files by moving them on screen interface with brain signals (thought) and even read and access articles on the internet, at high speeds. It can also function as a blueprint construction device able to holographically making buildings and structures that only he can see or project holographically. They run off of brain synapses, and not traditional electricity making EMP's useless.\_

Cho: Oooooooh yeah. There’s some regulars sure, but almost everyone on this ship is some kind of Bratok.

Kip: I’m sorry?

Cho: Bratoks. Grunts who work for a Brigadier and have a special criminal activity to run, similar to soldiers in Italian-American Mafia crime families and Sicilian Mafia clans. Their just foot soldiers really. Tough but not to tough…still the ship is swarming with them.

Kip: When did you become an expert in Russian mafia afairs?

Cho: An hour ago….hey whoa. Use your contacts and look at the bottom of the ship. Do you see what I see?

Kip: -activates his lenses.- Yeah…it’s dark. Must be some kind of cloaking technology or lead lining to stop the X-Rays

Cho: Smart bad guys. Ugh the worst kind. Come on lets go.

\_Cho and Kip would’ve walked down the decorated dock and handed in their fake invites, being let on board easily and effortlessly. Both of them traveling onto the deck to see a bunch of people standing around conversing, and talking amongst themselves. Cho slicked his hair back, he didn’t want to come off to wild in appearance. A waiter walked by with glasses and Cho took two of them, handing one to Kip. Cho then spoke into his glass, putting it to his lip\_

Cho: Radio check?

Kip: Good and clear. Let’s split up, I’ll take the deck you take the back entrances.

Cho: You would give me the hard job you little shit.

\_Cho was about to make his way back there when a familiar sight caught his attention. A sight so familiar it made him stop in his tracks! Cool, and calm were the exact opposite of the feeling in his gut right now as he’d seen…her. Naomi Edwards…his. His mate to be. Cho nearly dropped the glass in his hand with an open mouth, seeing how alluring she’d looked tonight. He’d also seen her on some other guys arm! Cho didn’t know what to feel honestly. Was he supposed to feel hurt, or harmed? Upset or jealous dare he say?! The bigger question was…WHY WAS SHE HERE!?!? This was a Russian run operation! Naomi, hell the entire Edwards family was apart of a different clan altogether!...Cho chimed in on his ear piece.\_

Cho: Change of plans…I’ve got a witness. You take the back area lemme handle the deck

Kip: Cho be delicate. One slip up and this whole operation goes to shit.

Cho: I got it.

\_Cho would’ve begun non chanlontly walking through the crowd, slipping past the back side of Naomi but still about 10 or so feet away. He then finishes the glass he was drinking and then waits for the sound of the horn! The horn signals the boats departure and that’s when he knew this entire adventure was about to get even more serious. He had to reach her…he knew a trick. It was one he picked up from the now deceased Tahira. (who’s dead af mind you) Wolfbloods have the ability to talk on a frequency so low only those of a certain percentage of enhanced hearing would’ve been capable of hearing. Even with her senses and wolfblood abilities diluted by the poison in her viens, her sensory should only have taken a slight downfall at least allowing her to hear Cho’s audible whisper. He’d speak quick, not wanting anyone to catch on to what he was doing.\_

Cho: Hey psst. Naomi. It’s Cho. Don’t talk back or look towards me. Look for me in an hour okay?? Nod if you understand.

\_With that Cho would’ve blended back into the crowd. Leaning against a railing and staring down at his watch. He ‘d noticed that every 20 seconds a waiter would pass by this exact spot and with that every 20 seconds Cho began to take a drink from a passer by waiter and gulf it down. Earning him a look or two concerning his alcohol consumption. Meanwhile Viktor would’ve begun receiving a phone call…from Naomi’s father.\_

People were crowding politely around the couple to be, congratulating them on their engagement and wishing them well. There were dull questiosn asked, some Naomi didn't want to answer but for the sake of saving face, she would. Viktor kept his hand possessively at the back of her dress, rubbing his thumb against soft skin as a charming smile continued to grace his features while Naomi just stood by his side. Through the music and the voices, the brunette was in her own little world, keeping it together as best she could and plotting a plan of her own to get out of this mess but not leaving empty handed..."Hey psst. Naomi. It’s Cho." All the sounds that were once meshed together go completely silent and the wolfbloods eyes slightly widen at the mention of a familiar name. No...no it couldn't be. Him? Of all people he was here? Yes, she'd recognize that deep yet childish tone anywhere. When he was done speaking, she merely smiled to a guest and nodded though it was actually a gesture done to what Cho had said to let him know she did indeed hear him.

It seems things were getting more complicated...a phone goes off and catches their attention, Viktor pardoning himself and leaving a soft kiss against his beautys temple before vanishing to one of the many luxury rooms. "Mr.Edwards, I was wondering when you were going to call. How are you this evening?" Leaning against a bookshelf, his tone of voice held confident, cocky even...condecending. The voice on the other end though? Held a much more dangerous rumble...the kind one doesn't nor should they mess with. "I'm going to make this as simple to understand as possible. What will it take to get my daughter back?" "Back? Mr.Edwards you did not lose your daughter...Mother Bear just gained a beautiful bride. She is perfectly safe here...with her husband to be. How it was promised." There was a pause between the two men but one could sense the tension as the older man shifted in what could guess was the leather chair he was sitting on. "Your family is breaking our codes, Viktor...codes we have enforced since the beginning of criminal organizations. Breaking them will result in dire consequences for Mother Bear of that I can assure you. Name your price and I will give it."

A chuckle sounded off on the other line this time, one that hinted at what the blonde was going to say. "Keep your money, this is more about principal. We are making an example out of the Mangetsu clan...allowing others to see what happens when you break deals with Mother Bear. If you make any attempts to retrieve my fiance...I will kill her, myself and I will send her back to you...in pieces." Shutting the phone off, he disconnects the call and moves away from the shelf, heading over to the window to gaze out at the dark water. "Hm." Sliding through the contacts, he makes a call to his father....

Meanwhile Naomi continued on with the party, trying not to look bored out of her mind. People would approach her and she'd keep light conversation but after a while it was about that time and she pardoned herself to step out for some air on to the back deck. The sea breeze was relaxing, it calmed her senses and eased the symptoms angrybloom brought. Feeling a small blow pass through kept locks of brown, she sighed softly though it was covered by the small waves the yacht made. She was a prisoner and Viktor probably had plans to see this wedding through...the wife of a russian mafia. Sickening...but there were other things on her mind now too...like Cho. Why was he on the boat for? What was he doing? Resting her arms on the railing, the dress lightly flowed around smooth shapely legs, she was going to be here for a moment so she would wait until Cho made an appearance...though she didn't know what she would say to him after all this time.

\_After the hour had passed, Cho himself would’ve waited patiently. He couldn’t get drunk off of this expensive wine. If he needed a buzz he’d had the witches to cover that. No…no today all he’d needed was the pat on the back that came with a job well done. That all came in the package of intelligence gathering to which talking to Naomi was a crucial part of. Cho had been perched one deck up above the base Deck Naomi would’ve been walking off on. She’d made it apparent she’d wanted some fresh air away from the the crowd, getting the alone time Cho had requested she’d taken earlier. Cho now watched her walk towards the railing. Every step she’d taken more lovely than the last. Kin told Cho that when your mate walks by you, you tend to get weak and frail. You’ll know that sensation in your chest, and you’ll either long to posses it or long to get rid of it. Cho longed for that feeling to be complete as it seemed no mater what girl he tried to fill that hole with the one he wanted, had nothing to do with him. It killed him but he lived, and lived with it every day…and then there she was so suddenly again. Cho had to remember the importance of this mission but…jesus Christ he’d never get another opportunity to talk to her on a level like this. He’d finally grew the balls to man up and make his presence known. Talking from an above angle, though he didn’t feel worthy to grace her with his forsaken presence…this was bigger than the both of them.\_

Cho: That dress…I like it. Sits on your curves real nice like.

\_Cho would’ve looked down at her with yellowed hues that shifted from their duller brown at the sight of her. He’d leap down, landing silently only to stand up in his tuxedo and looking at the shorter framed female. He’d stuff his hands into his pockets, straightening up his posture. It’d been a while since they’d seen one another…a part of him wanted to show the maturity he’d achieved while they’d been apart but apart of him also felt she’d probably not given two shits about it.\_

Cho: I can…smell the angry bloom on you. In you rather. It’s making me a tad queezy but since we’re this close to one another the effects should lessen on you a bit. Stick with me and you’ll be back to about 90%. I learned that in a misadventure I had…-sighs- I’m rambling. Naomi what are you doing here. –he puts a hand up to interrupt her should she try to retort- AND for the record. I’m a cop now. I’m here undercover. Cool right?

\_Cho leans his back against the wall of the deck, directly in front of her. He kept his distance, but weather it was because of him being nervous or the scent of the angry bloom seeping from her pores was debatable. He wanted to take her right here on this deck….\*FUCK\* but he knew better. She’d probably kick his ass.\_

Cho: So AS a cop consider this an investigation and an interrogation. What are you doing here and does your clan have anything to do with this fiasco? And is it true they and the Mother Bear have connections? If their doing activities that are to illegal you know that goes against the rules of the order of the moon and the Yakuza gingi…two things I can’t let go.

\_Meanwhile when Viktor went into his room…Kip wasn’t far behind. Poking his head out from a corner and looking around to make sure there wasn’t a single soul looking for him, he’d tip toed his way to Viktor’s room door and placed a small rectangular object upon it. it was a bug and the moment his finger left it’s surface, it disappeared, now able to let kip listen in on the conversation going on in Viktor’s room. After doing so he straightened himself up and began walking down the hallway again. As he did he was about to make his way to the door that lead outside when there was another door that caught his attention. The only reason it did is because unlike the other white doors on this boat, this one was an off white. Should that make a difference? No. however when Ip walked over to the door to try and open it only to see that it was locked, THAT’S when things began to click. He pulled out a laser from his pocket, and began to push the head of the device into keyhole. Jigging it around a few times the door came unlocked and after one last double take Kip slipped in behind the door and closed it behind himself. As he did, he’d laser weld the crack of the door shut to keep up it’s locked appearance. It was all or nothing as he descended into the once non-viewable part of the yacht…\_

This was ridiculous...she shouldn't be waiting on Cho. She didn't have time for silly formalities, she needed to see what Viktor was planning and how she was going--"Ah." It escaped past her lips unwillingly but she couldn't help it. The smell...of earth, dirt...leafs...a hint of musk but not strong enough to over power the other scents...all of those together made Chos essence. It replaced the oceans salty smell immediately and she inhaled deeply like one would do to a cloud of smoke that gets you high...."That dress…I like it. Sits on your curves real nice like. " A compliment is the first thing he tells her and she couldn't help the smile, turning around in time to catch him jumping down to her level. "Then I don't resent the maid for picking it out..." On instinct, just simply being this close to her potential mate she closed the distance between them though to the two of them it was normal to stand at such an intimate closeness. Cho brings up the angrybloom and she remembers what the situation was, tilting her head to the side and giving out a half smile/grin in amusement. "Yeah..." She goes to tell him how nice it is to see him after this long but he got right down to business and asked what she was even doing here.

Pretty red lips pursed together in annoyance of the fact she was held prisoner and she goes to calmly explain but he pauses to let her know exactly why he wanted to know....a cop? Cho? That seemed a bit...far fetched but the more he continued speaking the more she gazed harder at his features...it'd been a good minute since last seeing him and well....people changed. Thats when she caught it...underneath the essence that was Cho it was....it was...."Ugh." She interrupted him, watching him move over to the wall and start 'interogating' her. Was he serious? Didn't he smell himself? He smelled of...."Women." She answered finally though it probably wasn't the word he was looking for. Of course why was she so surprised? What was she expecting? That he somehow found out of her dilema and came to her rescue? Not that she needed rescuing. He was just another dog, she knew it from the very beginning. "Hm a cop. And you're interogating me....bold. You sure moved up in the ranks huh? Been keeping yourself busy." She could sense it now...he was covered in repulsive DNA of other women. He looked almost...tainted. "And here I use to think you were this sweet puppy...asking me to marry him one day. You must say that to all the girls though I mean you're just dripping with...." Her fangs clicked lightly against each other as she tried not to look too displeased. "Charisma, among other things. Women must love the badge."

Leaving the railings and approaching him and in a not so friendly manner, she presses him against the wall, a hand firmly on his chest as she frowns, her eyes flashing red. "Look at you, big shot cop, ladys man just coming where he isn't invited and I'm just part of the job aren't I? That's why you're here...you just want answers. I'm just a suspect or whatever..." Tapping a sharp well manicured nail against his jaw line, she smiles dangerously. "You ask too many questions and I don't answer to pigs. I eat them. You better find a way off this boat if you know what's good for you." Being around him, smelling all the different scents was actually making her angry and if she didn't get away from him she would attempt at ripping his throat out from the sheer betrayal she sensed.

Even with the angry bloom in her system, she was seething and promptly turned to leave but a fast hand gripped at her wrist to keep her from going too far. Whipping her head to face him again, she growled angirly and snatched her hand away from him before going in for a swipe! But she caught herself in time and calmed down, huffing in frustration. "Ugh! You still piss me off after all this time! You want to know what's going on?? FINE. Let me help you with your so important job...Viktor \_\_\_\_\_ the eldest son to the kaicho of Mother Bear, is my FIANCE. This is MY engagement party! Welcome! So glad you could make it. I have angry bloom inside me because my dearly husband to be has kidnapped me to take me to Russia as punishment to my father for trying to break the engagement off because Mother Bear is indeed dipping their paw in to something that goes against the code but before I could dump that asshole he KIDNAPS me and brings me on this STUPID YACHT! So I am basically a prisoner but I am playing nice to find out what is it exactly they are up to for the sake of my family to ensure we do not get involved or associated with them! Is that helpful officer? Or are you going to detain me? Are you going to arrest me for being involved? Here, cuff me." She pushed Cho rather hard and stepped back up toe to toe with the wolfblood, their noses touching and lips just grazing the others as she whispered in a soft yet serious tone. "I'm only going to warn you one more time...stay out of my way. Pig."

Naomi: "Hm a cop. And you're interogating me....bold. You sure moved up in the ranks huh? Been keeping yourself busy."

\_Cho started to tense up for a moment as he could hear the…the sting coming in her words. It wasn’t pleasant, not in the slightest. Hell this was something he knew right here and now he did NOT want to deal with. Her sass was something legendary around the school and to be on the receiving end of it after so long? It urked him. It urked him to hell and back and it was something he didn’t want but had to take to get what he wanted out of the girl.\_

Naomi: "Charisma, among other things. Women must love the badge."

Cho: Actually you’d be surprised how much being a cop is a turn of-

\_Cho found himself shoved back against the wall. So that’s how it feels to be in that predicament. Cho was usually the one doing the shoving so it was forigen but the tension that came with it none the less was still…pleasing. The smell of her breath was like a lure and even Cho found himself speechless. Inheriting the mouth of his sensei i.e Connor he should have some slick shit to say, and while he did he kept quiet on this one….very quiet. Her eyes flashed red and her sharp claw grazed his jawline…was she challenging him? In some form of way?\_

"Look at you, big shot cop, ladys man just coming where he isn't invited and I'm just part of the job aren't I? That's why you're here...you just want answers. I'm just a suspect or whatever…You ask too many questions and I don't answer to pigs. I eat them. You better find a way off this boat if you know what's good for you."

\_Cho saw she was about to turn and walk away and with a frown forming on only one corner of his mouth, he’d reached his hand out to grab her and pull her back!\_

Cho: Hey regardless of what you think of me we’re not done here! I need answers, and I need them now dammit!

\_That’s when Naomi just snapped! Letting all of her emotions and the situation at hand slip form her mouth and into verbal words! Cho looking left and right to make sure nobody heard her rather loud display. Now knowing the situation she’d been kidnaped and held well…permantly. Then atop of all that this guy named Viktor was putting her into a forced marriage and that didn’t fly with Cho. she wasn’t his girlfriend but they were linked in some form of way and it pissed him off pretty heavily to know that was even APART of the plan. She’d shoved him and Cho took a few steps back. she was clearly angry but he wasn’t going to engage in a shoving match with this woman. If anything…they were close. Really close. Physically anyway. Her nose touched his and his lips were a brush away from hers. He could practically taste her lipstick. The kiss was so close…his heart started to thump. It’s always different when you’re the one who’s getting nervous. Losing your cool. She was the only woman who could make him do that this way. She was his mate..and while that was starting to sound less appealing to him by the second, it was moments like these and the one in the pool…where it all started to become ‘okay. Cho’s hands shot up quick, to grip her by her arms, a tight dead lock as he pressed their bodies together, tilting his head to press his lips against her own but not to kiss. Only to talk…he wouldn’t give her the pleasure her body may have wanted. Not here…not now. He spoke with an angry tone that echoed through gritted teeth but only between them.\_

Cho: Is you finished or is you done? You’re gonna blow my entire operation in one god damn fit of rage if you don’t calm yourself down you hear me? I don’t know what Cho you thought you were talking to but I’ve been through some serious shit, so serious in fact your little ramble about my quips or the women involved isn’t going to change who I am. Now you’re going to suck it up, work with me to bring these bastards down or I’ll-

\_However he was cut off! There was a voice in his ear and it was Kip! Kip chimed into Cho, speaking into the Mic.\_

Kip: Cho man…you’re not going to believe this.

\_Cho steps away and past Naomi, only to put a finger to his ear and listen.\_

Cho: Fill me in.

Kip: You remember that area we couldn’t see outside of the ship? I’ve found it. it’s a bunch of cages…with people in them. Thing is there not normal people.

\_Kip would’ve been squatting down in front of one of the cages reaching his hand out towards one of the people inside of the cage. The person was a small child.\_

Kip: They’ve got ears and tails…like a wolf. You ever heard of anything like that?

Cho:….

\_Cho fell silent and fast. He took a moment to compose himself, rolling his shoulders and exhaling harshly.\_

Cho: Stay where you are. I’m coming to your position. Hide out until I get there.

Kip: Okay you got it.

\_Cho turned to Naomi with a sorrowful look in his eye. It was a mix of fury and sadness…for his fellow Wolfbloods.\_

Cho: Where’s this Viktor guy. Help me track him. I don’t know his scent but this ship his hoarding Wolflboods Naomi. On the basement deck there are cages filled with our kind…we need to go.

\_Cho reaches into his jacket pocket only to pull out his 9mm glock pistol. He cocks it back, and takes the safety off holding it tight in his right hand before he waits to follow her.\_

Cho: This entire thing just turned personal…

Cho finally reacted, taking her by the arms in a tight grip as her shoulders rose in defense and her head lightly bobbed from the force of his grabbing her but she continued with her icy expression, baring her fangs even as their closeness continued to the point where if anyone were to come out and see them they'd assume they were in a passionate kiss--but that was far from the truth. His tone was just as down right serious as hers though his words managed to cut a little deeper...of course they did, as tough as Naomi wanted to seem, seeing him here smelling of other women and dismissing her as just some job...well it hurt a womans pride alright? Even more so when he told her that he didn't care about her issues with what or who he was as a person. She blinks rapidly, trying not to seem taken back by how he speaks to her (since he'd never done so like that before) and the moment he starts threatening her, brown hues flash red and she growls only to be released and ignored when he hears someone in what she could only assume was an ear piece.

The moment he turns his back on her though she brings her hands up in a mocking 'strangling' motion, wanting oh so badly to squeeze the ever living shit out of him!! Her claws were out and her fangs were certainly showing as she made a silent frustrated struggle with herself not to kill him!! UGH the nerve of this bastard coming in here and and and---the moment he turns back, she relaxes and takes in a deep inhaling breath, standing there with her arms at her side and a raised brow. His demeanor changed drastically and without needing to ask why, he tells her. "Where’s this Viktor guy. Help me track him. I don’t know his scent but this ship his hoarding Wolfbloods Naomi." Wolfblood trafficking? So that was what Mother Bear was up to? Her father was right to be suspicious after all...pursing her lips together in a frown, she doesn't say anything as he tells her to take him to Viktor so they could get to the bottom of it. "This entire thing just turned personal..." Just? JUST?! NOW it was personal? It wasn't before when she told him how she was kidnapped?!

Clicking her fangs together, she rolls her eyes and moves past him without a word. He wanted to point a gun at the son of the Kaicho of Mother bear on a yacht full of bodyguards in the middle of the ocean then fine by her. "This is a terrible idea and I want you to know, you're horrible at this job." She said matter of factly as she continued walking down the corrider of the boat away from the party. It didn't take long to find Viktors scent, knocking on the door only to open and step inside, finding her fiance taking a swig of vodka from an iced glass. The well dressed tall blonde doesn't move from his spot sitting on the edge of the desk as he motions towards Cho. "Kto eto lyubov' moya?" (Who is this, my love?) It was russian he was speaking, obviously. Naomi strides in, taking a seat on one of the fancy couches before replying in a not so pleased tone. "Gost' , kotoryy sluchayno natknulsya na vash malen'kiy sekret ." (A guest that happened to stumble upon your little secret...) To this, Viktors face contorts into an annoyed frown and after finishing his glass, he places it slowly down and looks between the two. "Why would one of our guests be snooping around where he doesn't belong?"

Naomi places one leg over the other, adjusting the fabric of her dress and smiling fakely. "The real question is why do you have a collection of wolf bloods held prisoner down below? I thought I only got that special treatment...I'm a little wounded, Viktor. Am I not enough?" She eyes Cho momentarily before speaking in a lame tone. "Seems to be my issue as of late..." Viktor watches the brunette closely before settling his gaze on Cho and chuckling. Leaning back towards the laptop beside him, he presses a button to bring up the security cameras in the brig below, showing all the cages of wolf bloods....and Kip wandering about. "Naomi I didn't realize just how popular you were, another friend? This wouldn't be an attempt from your father...because I was very clear what would happen if he interferred." Naomi senses the obvious threat though she merely smacked her teeth and leaned forward slightly. "My father isn't the type to hire outside help...now talk, beloved." Viktor stays silent for a moment before shrugging and pouring himself some more vodka. "A little more expensive than human trafficking because of how special they are but worth the money. This more my fathers business than mine but if you must know, experimintation. Wolf blood heal faster, more durable to handle extreme amounts of pain...just enough to succeed with cybernetic engineering."

At the answer even Naomi seemed a bit surprise, her brows raising at the notion. "Androids? That's your fathers objective? Creating cybernetic wolf bloods? What on earth for??" Viktor takes a sip of his glass and seems unphased by her question. "Who knows...sell to the highest bidder. Think of the possibilities...they already monsters but cybernetic monsters? Difficult to kill, no chance of fatigue so they able to fight for days on end. They are perfect killing machine and we place price tag on them. Could be one of many ideas my father has...and it is my job to transport this cargo." "This? How long have you been doing this? How many--" "Not something you want to know the answer to my little kashtan."

\_When she’d moved past him and told him how terrible he was at this job, Cho would’ve scoffed and spoken under his breath.\_

Cho: Tell me that after I save you…

\_He grumbled, following her along and waiting until they found Viktors room. When they finally did, Naomi opened the door and when she did Cho pointed his pistol straight at this Viktor asshole. He kept it up aiming right for the head had he made one wrong move. He and Naomi began conversing, talking amongst themselves. Cho observed his movements, everything from the way he held his drink, his facial expressions, the signals his body movement gave off. Cho watched every action he made to have a mental profile on this guy. That and with the bug Kip planted from earlier resting on the outside of the door combed with the video recording Cho was taking using his electronic contacts. He spoke more, and showed a camera that showed Kip wondering about. It also revealed men pouring in there and beginning to do battle with him.\_

Cho: Shit.

\_Cho would’ve motioned to move and see if he could go find Kip and help him out however the next part that caught his ear, the part about cynectically enhancing Wolfbloods into andriods, was about to make Cho blow his top! To think there are still sick mother fuckers out there who want to preform inhuman experiments on things that are barely considered humans themselves. Cho had enough of this theme since the esper incident. He cocked is gun and walked right towards Viktor putting the barrel to his head.\_

Cho: You’ve got about 10 seconds to left the Wolfbloods go before I put a bullet in your skull. I’m not kidding around here.

\_Regardless of a response, Cho would interrupt it, by tilting the gun down and shooting two shots \*BANG BANG\*. One in each knee cap rendering the blonde Russian to fall to the floor unable to stand. Cho would’ve then lifted his leg and stomped his foot into the back of Viktor’s neck! Forcing his face to the floor! Cho then shot three more shots \*BANG B-BANG\* Viktor wanted to scream his lungs out but Cho’s foot nearly crushed his wind pipe. His head tilted up, Cho would’ve sniffed the air twice before looking over to Naomi.\_

Cho: Look in his stuff. I smell gunshot residue so I know he’s got some ammunition around here somewhere. Probably the antidote to the angry bloom in your blood stream to. The stuff doesn’t grow in Russia it’s generic. You’ll be fine.

Viktor: You…-wheeze- won’t get away with this!

Cho: I shot you in both elbows, and a body cavity between your fifth and sixth rib.  You’ll bleed out if you don’t do something but I won’t kill you. Naomi hand me a shot gun if there is one.

\_Had she looked in the closet there would’ve been a large pump action shotgun and two desert eagles stashed inside of he bag along with a syringe of liquid to cure her body. When she handed Cho the gun and the shells, he’d start taking off his blazer, and dress shirt feeling more comfortable in his white wife beater. He shook his head left and right letting his hair shag out and he cocked the large gun before he’d made his way to the door.\_

Cho: Cover my back. Let’s go help my partner.

\_Cho would’ve taken off in a sprint down the hallway and had Naomi kept up with them they’d both be heading towards the main deck. Cho quickly rounded that corner and fired a warning shot in the air! The boat was filled with Russian lackeys but it’d put them on high alert and make them chase the both of them! Why would he do that? Easy. Gets all of the badies in one place so he knows who to and who not to shoot. As they sprinted, Cho would turn another corner into a doorway that lead downstairs where kip was! He reached a hand out to open it but it wasn’t working. He turned around and saw the crowd of Russian mobsters coming right at him and if Naomi was still backing him like he’d asked, Cho would’ve still pointed the shotgun behind him and pulling the trigger a loud \*KA BANG\* echoed from the barrel putting down 3 men at once! Cho reared his foot back and kicked the door in! it flew off of the hinges and when Cho darted down the steps to the bottom he held up the Shotgun aiming it at what appeared to be a new adversary in their way.\_

\_He stood tall, a visor over his eyes and a mask over his mouth. He was dressed in what looked like cladded armor over a jumpsuit, with combat boots, and a blue rifle in his hand. His hair was white, and the symbol of a bear eating a red star was tattoo’d on the side of his neck. He was definitely with the Mother Bear mafia…and by the looks of him he’d lost his humanity a long, long time ago.\_

\_Cho also looked down to see an injured Kip laying on the floor. His face was bruised to an almost unrecognizable amount. He wasn’t…he wasn’t sure what to do here. Kip was hurt bad. Cho kept his gun held up and the men came rushing into the room behind he and Naomi. They were trapped like rats but Cho wouldn’t let his enemies get the upper hand on him.\_

Cho: Naomi…in case we don’t make it out of this. I just want you to know. You smell like Vodka and armpit. You also have terrible taste in men…and mates.

## Chapter 8: Search & Rescue

Naomi placed a hand on her lap, watching Viktor for a moment and trying to assest the situation...but of course, Cho had his own plans as he stepped up to the blonde male and threatened him with a gun to the head. "In the middle of the ocean, Cho..." She said carefully, as if reminding them of their situation but Cho wasn't having any of it and before Viktor could speak there were gunshots going off and Naomi quickly got up, locking the door in case any of the lackys heard and tried to come in to save their boss. Turning and now placing her back to the door, she tilted her head and watched her old classmate handle the problem how he saw fit, rendering Viktor helpless and on the floor along with his pride. The brunette ordered her to look for weapons and with a soft sigh she followed direction, heading over to the large decorative dresser and swinging the doors wide open only to spot the guns needed for whatever it was her beloved mate to be had planned. She used the word 'beloved' very loosely in this instant but never the less, she grabbed the shotgun and tossed it over to him, ignoring Viktors cries of displeasure. Taking the two guns and their holsters, she attaches them to the straps and on to her ribs on each side before placing her attention on the syringe on display before her below all the ammunition.

Calmly sticking the needle into her arm, she pushed down and allowed the liquid to enter her blood stream, making quick work of disolving the angry bloom. Satisfied with the effects, she tosses the syringe aside and turns to follow Cho but not before kneeling down beside Viktor and brushing some hair away from his fading eyes. "Proshchay lyubov'..." She said her goodbyes though it was an empty phrase used towards her captor. Standing up and ignoring the mans pained groans she steps outside, watching Cho rush off. Reaching down, she takes off her heels and continues on barefoot, not planning on running around with them on plus there was nowhere to go on this yacht, they were going to be stopped eventually...but perhaps she could give Cho the benefit of the doubt, who knows.

There was a gunshot that had gone off and before long Naomi watched a group of men running off from the other hallway, leaving her to walk behind the rushed lackys. Catching up within seconds, shot gun rounds go off this time, the front of the group going down and leaving about four in the back for her. Taking out one of the holstered guns from her side, she takes the safety off and with the precision granted to her thanks to years of using Blood Harvest, her original weapon, fires off four perfect shots to the back of the lackys heads before they even know whos behind them. The bodies all drop within moments of one another, leaving a path for Naomi as she strides along, her dress gliding over the now deceased men. The door that led downstairs was kicked down by who she could only assume was Cho and so she simply followed in the chaos he left behind, making her way down the steps even as the alarm is going off, warning the other hired men of trouble.

Now standing by Chos side with one gun held loosely at her side, she hears the men running in to trap them but her eyes were settled on a rather unsavory fellow who looked like something out of the terminator movies but from Russia with love. He stood over Chos partner, thats who she guessed he was anyway and with a lame expression, she listens to what Cho has to say to her. She was none too pleased and with a smug smirk, whispers to him. "Did I already say how terrible you are at this? Worst. Cop. Ever. And you smell like shame and stale cum. Can't wash off regret so easily..." Was it a time to be spiteful? Sure there was always time for petty words exchanged between past...whatever it is they were or weren't. And hell if she was going to die, she wanted him to know just how much she disapproved of him.

The men all with their weapons drawn and ready for kill shots surrounded behind Cho and Naomi but the female wasn't about to throw in the towel just yet as she raises her gun and shoots out the hovering lightbulb that illuminated their position alone, the light instantly going out to pitch black. (considering they were in the bottom of a yacht with no windows, the only light available were the already dim bulbs in a straight line hanging above them, feet apart from one another) Naomi took this opportunity as the men opened fire into the dark spot in front of them to sneak behind some cargo boxes and silently gain the upperhand. Not firing off her weapon to give off her position just yet, merely climbing up the stacked boxes and even some kennel cages (the type used for harboring tigers and lions) only to use her wolfblood strength to send them crashing down the large group of men in a loud shattering tumble! Crushing them underneath the weight of the heavy metal and whatever happened to be in the crates. The messy destruction of debris and plates of wood left a dust of smoke piling above as the very few men left who had gotten out of the way in time stare down in shock before pointing their guns in the direction where they assumed the female would be but Naomi had already changed her position again and was no longer above them....

The lightbulb still giving the gaurds light gave off their shadows...and one of them began to move, a black figure rising from within the outlines only to transform into Naomi herself back into her 3D figure and opening fire within the group, dropping bodies at a hilarious rate only to vanish back into the shadow of another gaurd should they attempt to fire back, leaving the last few to struggle with her while placing Cho alone with russian terminator....

\_When Naomi went into action fighting off the guards, Cho looked over at the Wolfbloods in captivity. He saw the sadness in their eyes. He saw the sorrow they had and how primitive they looked. As if they hadn’t seen the light of day in how long. Cho’s grip loosened on the gun as he and this new player both had their sights set on each other, guns pointed in each others directions. Cho narrowed his eyes before he turned around and began shooting the locks off of the cages! He shot one lock \*BANG\* two locks \*BANG\* he was going for a third before he ended up taking a bullet to the shoulder!

Cho: FUCK!

\_Cho rolled long the ground, picking himself back up and running towards the cybernetic being! The cybernetic being however quickly started to back step and shooting repeated rounds at Cho! Cho was usually the casual bullet timer here but he’d taken another shot to his shoulder and a shot to the thigh! Cho would’ve leapt up into the air in a side cartwheel before landing on the ground and putting his back against crates. He looked down at his injuries before wiping his brow of sweat and sighing.\_

Cho: He’s a commando type…he won’t fight me off of these hands. Shit

\_Cho could see Naomi was kicking ass and taking names, leaving him to feel slightly and a tad bit in adequate. Cho held his gun tightly, about to rush right out there and fight him again!  However the sound of metal rolling along the grounds surface hit his ear. He turned his head to look and see a grenade parked right beside him. Cho’s eyes widened, as he turned his body around to start moving away but a firey inferno caught wind and sent him flying across the large basement into the wall closest by the entrance! Cho’s healing factor was working on time as it should’ve been but that doesn’t excuse the exhaustion. Cho takes a moment to examine his wounds with a raised brow.\_

Cho: These aren’t bullets…these are…-sniff sniff- Lasers. Plasma!

\_Cho looked down towards the end of the room only to see the scope once again aimed at him! The inside of the barrel beginning to glow once again! Cho would’ve then began to reach into his back pocket, to pull out what looked like two small shiny metal bracelets! The charge in the gun began to glow brighter, and brighter and when Cho slipped the bracelets on they began to expand rapidly, forming into what looked like shiny metal plates along his forearms! The mysterious cyborg fired the plasma shot but when he did Cho would’ve folded his arms and the blast ricocheted off of his arm and spewed into the wall on the far side of the room! Piercing the floor, and the celing of the next few levels of the Yacht!! The Cyborg looked at the hole and then looked back at Cho to see his forearms claded in a shimmery steel and his shins as well. Cho lowered his arms and snickered aloud a bit.\_

Cho: Where is your god now BOT BOY!!!

The last guard drops to his knees in agony, gripping over the bullethole currently bleeding out through his stomach before falling to the side at Naomis feet. The amount of blood was awakening the lust of battle inside the red maiden but she merely kept herself at bay, red eyes flashing longer than necessary as she dropped the empty gun to the floor. Gazing up in time to catch Cho shooting out the cages before taking hits to his body, Naomi would proceed to run forward and aid him! Or at least she would have but the feeling of a bullet swooshing right past her head from behind would be what needed her attention most, quickly turning to face the entrance of the stairs from where they came. Another wave of guards was heading downwards--not surprising since this whole yacht was basically over run with bodyguards of mother bear.

At this rate...if they weren't careful, they were going to either die or be captured for Viktors horrible experiments. Knowing the russian mafia, they enjoyed torture and dragging it on so perhaps they wouldn't be killed right away...the thought of Cho dying before her, it made her stomach churn and though she was hurt after seeing him, he was still someone very special to her... "Dont die on me alright?! I still have to yell at you!! " She shouted out to him just as he was backed up into the cages and preparing those metal bracelets. Another round of bullets fired off around her but she stayed calm and kneeled down before her shadow, reaching inside as if it were a portal of sorts only to grip on to something heavy...and begin pulling it out! Within moments, blood harvest had appeared in Naomis grasp, the mechanics opening for its mistress as she readied the lethal weapon, holding it with two hands as it was a high powered rifle just about her size! Without needing to aim, the brunette wolfblood lifts the giant firearm up to shoulder level and with no hesitation, opened fire on the assaulting men shooting at her, bullets spraying left and right with every sway of Naomis arms! The men yelling was overpowered by the extreme noise of her bullets impaling every single one she could get!

Soon enough bodies had dropped before her and Naomi ceased fire, lowering the weapon so the muzzle of the gun rested on the floor, Naomi catching her breath and standing the weapon up. Because of their position in the yacht though Naomi realizes just how dangerous of a position they were in....case in point, one of the bullets knicked the wall lining and though this was a multi million dollar piece of artwork on the sea, it was still penetrable--considering there was now water leaking though not a lot to cause too much alarm but if this kept going it would be problematic...Hearing something behind her, she quickly turns with weapon back in position only to relax when its the wolfbloods Cho managed to free, cautiously bringing themselves out of their prison and grouping around her. Looking to make sure Cho was alright, she called out. "We have to get going, this is getting us nowhere! Stop messing around with russian terminator and lets go! Mother bear is gonna be swarming this yacht soon with helicopters and boats and then we'll have no where else to go!" The last guard drops to his knees in agony, gripping over the bullethole currently bleeding out through his stomach before falling to the side at Naomis feet. The amount of blood was awakening the lust of battle inside the red maiden but she merely kept herself at bay, red eyes flashing longer than necessary as she dropped the empty gun to the floor. Gazing up in time to catch Cho shooting out the cages before taking hits to his body, Naomi would proceed to run forward and aid him! Or at least she would have but the feeling of a bullet swooshing right past her head from behind would be what needed her attention most, quickly turning to face the entrance of the stairs from where they came. Another wave of guards was heading downwards--not surprising since this whole yacht was basically over run with bodyguards of mother bear.

At this rate...if they weren't careful, they were going to either die or be captured for Viktors horrible experiments. Knowing the russian mafia, they enjoyed torture and dragging it on so perhaps they wouldn't be killed right away...the thought of Cho dying before her, it made her stomach churn and though she was hurt after seeing him, he was still someone very special to her... "Dont die on me alright?! I still have to yell at you!! " She shouted out to him just as he was backed up into the cages and preparing those metal bracelets. Another round of bullets fired off around her but she stayed calm and kneeled down before her shadow, reaching inside as if it were a portal of sorts only to grip on to something heavy...and begin pulling it out! Within moments, blood harvest had appeared in Naomis grasp, the mechanics opening for its mistress as she readied the lethal weapon, holding it with two hands as it was a high powered rifle just about her size! Without needing to aim, the brunette wolfblood lifts the giant firearm up to shoulder level and with no hesitation, opened fire on the assaulting men shooting at her, bullets spraying left and right with every sway of Naomis arms! The men yelling was overpowered by the extreme noise of her bullets impaling every single one she could get!

Soon enough bodies had dropped before her and Naomi ceased fire, lowering the weapon so the muzzle of the gun rested on the floor, Naomi catching her breath and standing the weapon up. Because of their position in the yacht though Naomi realizes just how dangerous of a position they were in....case in point, one of the bullets knicked the wall lining and though this was a multi million dollar piece of artwork on the sea, it was still penetrable--considering there was now water leaking though not a lot to cause too much alarm but if this kept going it would be problematic...Hearing something behind her, she quickly turns with weapon back in position only to relax when its the wolfbloods Cho managed to free, cautiously bringing themselves out of their prison and grouping around her. Looking to make sure Cho was alright, she called out. "We have to get going, this is getting us nowhere! Stop messing around with russian terminator and lets go! Mother bear is gonna be swarming this yacht soon with helicopters and boats and then we'll have no where else to go!"

\_Cho would’ve been running towards the Russian terminator as Naomi called him and as he was he’d also smirked at the thought of her not wanting him to die so she could yell at him more.\_

Cho: I knew she wanted me still…

\_He murmurs to himself before running full speed at the cyborg! The Cyborg tries to strife away to the side, firing off what seemed like endless amounts of plasma rounds! Each shot firing  a glowing yellow beam out in attempts to take the young Wolfbloods body and make it similar to a slab of swiss cheese with holes in it! however the Dynainium guantlets were doing their job just he knew they would! Dynamium absorbs all forms of energy in its vicinity within itself. The apparent observable vibratory rate of the molecules of the Dynamium itself does not noticeably increase when the Dynamium absorbs mechanical energy. The outside vibratory energy is stored within the bonds between the molecules making up the Dynamium. As a result, a chunk of Dynamium which had absorbed a considerable amount of vibratory energy would be exceedingly hard to demolish. If enough force were applied to this chunk to smash it, the Dynamium would explode, releasing much of the absorbed energy. The metal can ounce bullets like nothing, take an energy blast and repel it back to the user, resistant to heat, resistant to water erosion, etc. There are limits to the capacity of Dynamium to absorb vibratory energy, although the exact extent of these limits has not been determined. This makes Dynamium highly prized for it's durability. Although not as hard or dense as Ultimanium, few other substances can equal it in durability. In addition dynamium is much more easier to shape and manipulate than Ultimainium and remains unsurpassed in it's ability to absorb impacts and to absorb noise and sound.\_

\_The closer Cho got the faster his hands seemed to move a she lifted and lowered each arm in an alternating fashion to deflect the blast coming in his direction! Each beam being sent wayward or somewhere else other than his own body was a good thing but in combination with the shots Naomi was firing off holes were beginning to fill the boat rather fast and a slew of water was beginning to pour in! The soldier tripped up slightly and when he did Cho uncrossed his arms, turning them slightly in order to bash the metals of his gauntlets together!!! When this happened  large concussive force erupted from the guantlets blasting the Cyborg and through the ships wall and out to sea!!!\_

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\_Cho stood in triumph but ultimately realized Naomi was right! They had to get out of here and fast! Cho ran over to Kip and lifted him up, hoisting him over his shoulder and looking around. He needed something, some kind of get away vehicle because this boat was quickly going to shit. That’s when it caught his eye! A speed boat holstered by chains to be kept in place. Cho darted over and tossed Kips body into the boat and began tearing the chains repeatedly until it was free! He’d then stand by the back of he boat, and look over to Naomi, with a shout in his tone.\_

Cho: NAOMI! GET THAT ASS MOVIIIIIIING!!!!!!

\_Cho took off from the boat and he unlocked the other cages of the other Wolfbloods as they’d been helping he’d point over to the other two escape rafts located where the speed boat was.\_

Cho: I’ve signaled for help. Some of you board up with me and the othes grab the other boats! MOVE, MOVE MOVE!

\_Water quickly filling up the bottom of the basement Cho would’ve hopped into the driver’s seat and began cranking the boat up. When Naomi finally loaded up shop, Cho would’ve put the pedal to the floor! Pulling them all out of the broken ship, crashing through the base of it and splashing inside of the water! The ship behind them slowly began to start sinking into the sea below, and cho would’ve parked the boat there only to sit and watch the ship go down. Some of the Russian grunts who didn’t make it had their bodies simply floating a loft in the water and the ones that did were drifiting on ply wood…still. Cho had a look of concern on his face.\_

Cho: This whole operation seemed like a set up…almost like it was bound to fail. I dunno, just felt to easy to me. –looks over at Naomi with a glance- I’m…glad your okay Naomi. –smiles-

\_Slowly but surely helicopters would’ve begun making their way to the scene along with police boats and police jet skis. All of them coming to take up the body count and arrest the still living culprits. Cho noticed that both Viktor and the cyborg weren’t in the water and it made him furrow his brow slightly. Rubbing his chin, this concerened him. He knew their scents by heart now…so the fact that those scents were gone was concerning. He’d have to mention this in his report. Looking back at the Wolfbloods they were either in rags or nude, shaking and cold. Some of them solo and some of them grouped as a family. This was inhumane and completely against the laws of moral code…Wolfbloods used as test subjects. The Mother Bear had some nerve. Cho was going to need more information on this group. Why were they so…deep rooted. Viktor kept his cool the entire time, acting as if he couldn’t be touched. Cho looked over towards Naomi and he gave her a smug look with a slick smile. Slicking his hair back and moving the rest of it from his face.\_

Cho: You, me. Dinner tomorrow. This is an ongoing investigation and I’m going to need your full support. Besides…-nods over to the Wolfbloods- I don’t think this is just about me and you anymore Nao.

She knew Cho had to have heard her but he was busy fighting off the cyborg and so Naomi made quick work of following his directions of grabbing the escape boats, bringing them on down as more and more water started pooling around their ankles. With an annoyed expression, she murmurs under her breath. "Worst engagement party ever." Realizing there were innocent people on board, wolf ears pop out and begin to listen past the rushing water only to hear guests and guards piling out of the yahct and to the escape boats found pinned to the sides of the large luxury boat. Well...survival of the fittest, she had to focus on the wolfbloods currently watching her to see what to do. With a sigh, she shakes her head and continues setting up the rafts, helping the smaller children in first before women went in next and finally the more weaker men. "It's okay...we're going to get you out of here, promise." She rubbed a pups ear and made him smile timidly before gazing up at Cho in time to see the cyborg go flying!! "Everyone hold on!!"

The walls of the yacht finally collapse and a gigantic wave of water forces them on high alert, Naomi boarding the boat and following Chos motions, she held on tightly to his body and gazed behind them to make sure the other wolfbloods were hanging tight! Before long they were back in the open air, it was almost sunrise...the sky was still dark but fading little by little, stars vanishing. After placing blood harvest back into her shadow, she begins unpinning her hair and shaking off the water from it, running smooth fingers through it and huffing. "Well that went exactly as planned I'm sure..." Brown hues shift to the wreckage, spotting the guests on their own life rafts yards away from them as they were floating seemingly out of sight from the sinking boat as police came to assesst the situation.

Suddenly Cho got in close to her as she sat there, seemingly uninterested and busy trying to wring out the salt water from her locks, giving him slanted eyes and a raised brow at the invitation to dinner. "Mm? You. Me? Fat chance..." When he mentions how it wasn't about them anymore, she couldn't help the somber smile, reaching out to mess up his hair and speak softly almost sadly. "I don't think it's ever been about us Cho..." Standing up she makes her way over to the younger pups to comfort them until help arrived.