Saga 3 Episode 36: The Unborn Son pt2

Micheal AllenThe Night GuyZane HarperKin TasanagiTomokoNiwa

***Previously, in the last episode of the Unborn Saga,  Kasaihana city had been struck with a series of group suicides. Zane Harper, student and young Warlock took up the case from Mayor Flint to protect his daughter until the suicide parties would finally cease or be solved. Which led the young warrior and the Mayors daughter to a local club in Kasaihana city. While this was going on, Michael Allen taking on his persona of The Night-Guy, would have been doing his nightly runs when he ran across another suicide party in the midst of getting ready to kill themselves. Michael managed to save the girls however and then began to pursue the ring-leader whom seemed to be brainwashing the teenage girl suicide parties. Michael then learned that these mass killings were linked to opening up some kind of dimensional portal of some sort that was powered by innocence. After defeating the ring-leader, Michael stood over his body, getting ready to send the final killing blow***

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Zane/Kaiuri: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=\_XwZQlFaF1c )

In all honesty Zane was regretting this current contract. Was it all for the sake of a greater cause ? Yes. Did it involve a profitable outcome, more so than her usual pay ? Of course. Did it help her get a chance to get to the bottom to the current issue dealing with the mass suicides ? Absolutely. However,  in the contract it clearly stated that she were to look after and protect the mayor's daughter. Veronica Flint. Zane had been placed in the slot as her guardian and protector. Simple, no ? So . . . Will somebody please tell her why she was stuck here in this dank hangout playing Nanny McFee to not one, not two, but THREE teenage girls from the valley in short mini skirts and high heels ?! The smell of booze and vomit were constantly infecting her nostrils. Not to mention the stench of drugs and overwhelming amount of second hand smoke swarming above her. She sighed. Geez, the pay was without a doubt going to flood her bank account, but was it really worth it ? Why did she agree to this contract ?

The lights blared in streams of blues, purples, and pinks all over the dance floor. Zane stood agitated and away from the others. Her irises glowed a vivid green in the dim lighting of the club. She watched silently as Veronica and the others danced sporadically on the dance floor. They were being young and stupid, grinding against each other and the closest boys the could find. The young huntress slanted her eyes. It annoyed her a bit how carefree and ignorant they were acting. Here they were just being girls and then there she was at the ready and watching for the faintest sign of a threat. It was almost laughable. A mild smile dared to slip over her plum colored lips.

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As she stood there she couldn't help, but shift uncomfortably. What she was wearing -- what she had been FORCED to wear -- it wasn't her usual pick in clothing. She replayed the events of the early evening in her head.

Flashback.

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oGjnLXRau50 )

Zane sat on Veronica's bed as the girls tried hazardously to decide what they were going to wear for the party later that night. The next thing she knew a crop top had been thrown across the room and flooded her face with fabric.

Veronica: " Put that on. You have no choice. Aaaand -- this too ! C'mon, if you are going out with us tonight we cant have you wearing that plain old thing. " She made a twisted face when she pointed to Zane's dress. Zane looked down at it and furrowed her brow in confusion. She hadn't seen anything wrong with what she was wearing.

Veronica: " Hurry up ! Put that outfit on, we gotta do your hair and make up too. No dilly dallying. " Swing her bouncing pink curls over her shoulder she strutted over to the mirror in her yellow halter top, short denim skirt, and black hooker heels. Zane watched as she applied a questionable shade of lipstick. Jasper and Kelsea emerged from the closet in similar attire.

Jasper: " Okay, now we deal with the elephant in the room. " The young brunette girl pointed at Zane when she spoke and held up her hair straightener.

Kelsea: " I couldn't agree with you more. " The next thing you knew, she was snagging the eyeliner and powder from her purse with Zane in her sights.

Zane's eyes widened. These chicks weren't fooling around ! Veronica stride with such a purpose that one second she was at her mirror and the next she was in front of Zane. The strawberry haired girl held up the articles of clothing that she had tossed to the ivory haired beauty with a stern expression plastered to her face.

Veronica: " Strip. "

Zane: " H-Huh ? "

Veronica: " I'm not asking. " And before any other words were spun, the trio attacked Zane. Veronica stripped her down to her bare bottom undies and forced her to put on the clothes she'd picked  out. Jasper got her in her grips moments later and began tugging at her hair. After that was done, Kelsea proceeded to ambush her with lip stains, eyeshadows, and blushes. It was not pleasant.

At All.

Flashback end.

And here she stood all made up like a baby doll. Her long silver hair tied in two very messy twin tails. The way the revealing clothes sat over the bumps and curves of her body made her extremely uncomfortable. Blood rushed to her cheeks as she pretended to be completely fine, but the flush of her face could tell anyone that it was a lie. The dark blue crop top hugged her breasts rather snugly. Milky soft porcelain skin sat exposed in the dip of her cleavage. Her naval and small tummy were visible. And she wouldn't admit it, but there was a draft as she shifted in the miniskirt. She could swear it was revealing the bottom over her rounded backside. Zane folded her arms beneath her chest. She absolutely hated it here. And just when she thought it couldn't get any worse --

Zane/Kaiuri: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-K6wBMBl1g )

Suddenly the entire ceiling came crumbling down on the dance floor ! No warning and the establishment shook beneath her heels, but she managed to remain grounded. Zane grew alert. Within seconds the club was in shambles and people were scattering like roaches to find an exit. Her eyes widened upon seeing two adversaries in battle. A large creature and a man. She felt power radiating off of the strangely dressed boy. Zane searched the crowd. She spotted Veronica and her friends in the center of the chaos. Zane rushed forwards.

Zane: " You three outside, now ! " She raised her voice over the loud screams. "

The three girls all had frightened expressions on their faces and were panicing. She looked between them and sighed. She was never liked doing what she was about to do, but it couldn't be helped at this moment. These girls were too frantic to listen to anything she had to tell them. Inhaling slowly, Zane closed her eyes. When she opened them her irises were burning gold. Staring into the eyes of the three young women she spoke words of Binding.

Zane: " Go outside. Find a spot a safe distance from the building and wait for me until I come for you. "

The words she spoke were not a suggestion, but a command. Binding. Warlocks on a certain level of mastery are capable of pulling off this ability. Binding allows the user to speak a command and the subject of their choosing would be under the influence of their words. Zane doesn't like using this, but given the circumstances and the contract she was currently under an exception was made. Once the girls were in the clear and the room had cleared of people, Zane remained.

The rage on the caving dance floor was apparent. She dashed forwards in both an attempt to grasp a better handle on the situation and hopefully put a stop to this.

Mike would force the Ice-Creature back onto its feet as he began to smash his fist into him over and over again. Using something known as the Lightning strike technique. One of he main moves within this style would be the Lightning thrust technique, which is When user is able to launch a single attack that hits its target multiple times. This could be a punch that hits the target ten times despite only throwing one punch but in order to do said move, one must channel enough Chi into their arm that could deliver the said blows to dismember an opponent. Using the technique… to an opponent so “1 punch”  could have been thrown out to the human eye and untrained eye. But in reality the strikes would add up to 10 hits or more in total. His fist became like blurs as he beat away into Admir over and over again before he'd finally slam his fist into his stomach! The Impact would knocked the Ice-Man unconscious alone as it literally liquefied his insides upon impact, but Mike hadn't been done there. With both of his hands he'd shout at the top of his lungs as he ripped the arm right off of the Ice-Man. Blood erupting all over the place as it coated him over in the red liquid before the Ice Creature bled almost to death.

Zane saw the man approach the creature with a vicious hatred. He was ready to deal the final blow, but before he could she whipped out her sword. Sprinting over she would throw herself in between him and the injured being.

Zane: " Stop right there ! Not. Another. Step. "

The ivory haired warlock held her sword out, point aimed dead at his Adam's apple. Fun and games were over. She slanted her eyes at the mysterious male. She wanted answers and she had a feeling if she let things progress the way they were going, she would be robbed of them.

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UVEAVHJ3pM )

***Did I mention that when i went into this prophet sense, i sometimes. Forgot friend and foe? I didn't know who Zane was at this point, nor did i care. That ice-creature had killed children, and he needed to die. Or so i thought, and if this girl was in my way. Then I just had to get her out of it.***

*With the blade to his neck he'd stop the final blow as intended. Waiting a few moments he'd then punch the flat side of the blade with his right hand knocking it away from his throat, all the while tilting his head back so that the blade wouldn't accidentally slit his neck open! Once and if the punch to the blade had been successful Mike would have take 2 steps back getting a full distance of 5 feet away from the female. The Ice-Creature lie unconscious still and wouldn't be going anywhere.*

Prophet Mike: **Move Mortal Girl, or I will put you down. This creature must be punished for his crimes**

*Michael spoke in a voice that wasn't his own, his eyes glowing a bright blue and two large wolf ears poking out of the top of his head simply signified that he had been in his half-wolf state. When Mike shift's not only his appearance changes but his personality. Because he was cursed by Kin Tasanagi himself. The cursed passed into him had a bit of Okami's power as well. Making Mike's wolf-form appear like Okami in appearance. His strength and speed double in this form along with his senses. Just like Kin he uses it to fight enemies whom are stronger then him or monsters or warlocks whom may be on pursuit. Able to lift 850lbs in this form he can also run up to 130mph on feet. However, using his physical chi allows mike to do something he likes to call ' Bulking up ' Where his muscle mass and strength increase significantly in his Half-Wolf form. Allowing him to be able to throw things with ease that weigh atleast 1500lbs. Dashing forward he'd attempt to send two right hooks towards Zane's Mid Section, both aimed for her stomach! If the blows connected she'd feel as if her insides were shifting and folding into it each other almost! If these connected or not, Micheal would have taken a side step to the right of her swinging 1 left straight punch, and two more uppercuts with his right hand! Both aimed for chin, he would have taken a step forward with each strike, which would ultimately force Zane to take a step back with each counter she'd throw. His intentions were to back her into the wall. Keeping his eyes trained on her blade! Just incase she attempted to cut him down*

] Zane/Kaiuri: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agVyz\_Uv4SA )

*The male stood not phased as she held the sharpened blade to his neck. As he simply knock the blade up she was forced back a couple feet. Zane slanted her eyes  as she stared at the unknown assailant. His reasons were still unclear and she wanted answers. Gripping the hilt of her sword she would hold it in front of her torso as a deflective guard.*

Unknown: **" Move Mortal Girl, or I will put you down. This creature must be punished for his crimes. "** His voice deepened and his tone was dark.

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A teasing smirk danced its way over her lips. Mortal ? Hardly. Zane stood firm as the young man grew more apprehensive. Her eyes witnessed as his form begin to alter and take a new shape. She took advantage of the moment. Tossing her sword upwards she'd lean as it fell blade first into the sheath on her back.

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Returning her attention to her unidentified opponent she saw animalistic like ears covered in dark chocolate fur. His irises bled the same golden color as her own. A wolfblood, huh ? The aura pouring from his flesh radiated a rather ominous glow. She could tell he was very testy. There was a great reserve of power built up in him, she would have to be careful. Hell, it was about time something happened. Today had been filled with nothing, but disappointment. This shook things up for her. The vexing Warlock took hold of the necklace around her neck. Quickly tossing it up into the air she'd cry out Lunar Carnage ! In no time at all the pendant she once wore transformed into an even more massive weapon. No longer a mere trinket, but a strong crescent edge would have materialized. As it fell she'd catch in one solid swoop. Lunar Carnage can move at super sonic speeds at base! Also giving the user supersonic like speeds in terms of reaction time. Supersonic flight is one of the four speeds of flight. Objects moving at supersonic speeds are going faster than the speed of sound.

Zane: " About time I had some action. " Her tone was irritable.

Seeing his advances, Zane used her now enhanced speed -- Thanks to her weapon -- to throw her body quickly out of her opponent's reach. His punches were unable to make the points of contact and he'd strike air. Running her fingers along the length of her weapon she spoke the phrase Yrden. She would then attempt to swing the weapon at him. The blade moved so fast that it sliced clean through the air in his path. It was aimed directly at his right shoulder. If the attempt was successful it would cut clean through his flesh and sever his right arm. The dismembered limb would drop limply to the floor and leak out unhealthy amounts of fluids. Blood would ooze everywhere. If not successful, the blade would simply circle around the room and return to her grips like a boomerang and be caught in one swift move.

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3SKIZa4Eow )

*Michael's strikes were dodged with her enhanced speeds forcing him to go back into his stance as he watched from a distance*

Prophet mode Mike: **The Mortal is fast...**

*When he got back into his stance he'd watch as much as he could as her body flickered, her speeds were to much for him, he hadn't encountered anything like this before! But within the last few seconds he'd feel the intense winds soaring towards his right shoulder, moving 3 inches to the right in a boxing like dip motion he'd dodge the strike by just a few inches as it sliced the top of his shoulder causing blood to burst from the wound itself!*

Prophet: **Damn you... DAMN YOU!**

*He said shouting at the top of his lungs as his eyes would have began to glow an even brighter blue! After Awakening his Wolfblood Powers. When ever Mike is angered beyond belief he goes into a berserker like state as his body allows him to void out all forms of pain and his anger empowers him. Boosting his strength , speed , reflexes and durability tremendously. Rushing towards Zane he'd grunt as two silhouette versions of Mike came rushing out of his body towards her!*

*The Two versions of Mike would have solidified soon after being fired forward! Rushing towards Zane one of the versions of Mike would attempt to do a baseball slide like kick towards her ankels while the other version of him leaped high into the air by a good 4 feet before he'd attempt a high kick towards Zane's face! Both versions of mike had been attacking her at the same time! If the Sliding kick connected, Zane would be knocked off her feet, only to be caught in the air by the version of Mike that went for the high kick! Which if it connected would have knocked her through a wall in the club that would lead to the kitchen area! If these silhouette's were attacked they'd disperse away however. Meanwhile the original Mike would have watched as her weapon circled back around towards where she had been! He'd toss two small baseballs along the blade portion of the blade, after pulling the pins off of the baseballs, which stuck to it due to the sticky substance he'd coated the baseballs with.*

Zane/Kaiuri: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxEwTU\_KjZU )

As her blade skimmed her enemy's shoulder, Zane grit her teeth. He had dodged the blow, but not completely and blood was surely spewing from the wound. Her weapon circled viciously away from him and around the perimeter of the room. Initially, the intent on her attack was to strike him. Yes. However, there was a second means for her actions. Yrden is one of the tags that Zane uses in battle. It means to trap, slow and/or immobilize your opponent. She had planned on him to dodge out the way the entire time. As the blade circled havoc around him a perimeter had been set up confining him to a small circle 5 feet in diameter of where he stood. Trap. Unexpectedly the blade made physical contact to his flesh and in doing so the effects of Yrden swelled in his blood now. On any normal man or mortal opponent the effects of the tag would have paralyzed them. Immobilize. Obviously her enemy was no normal person. So the assumption was that effects would be to slur his movements down significantly. Slow.

Zane saw the doppelgangers emerge from his very flesh. There were three of him now ? Dude ! She watched as they both came at her. Their speed was almost a match of her own. Almost. She saw as both the clones came in for their attack. A high kick. A low kick. The young huntress was clever and quick on her feet. There was one thing Master Conan always said about her.

Damn. You're one clever mouse.

As both the clones shot out at her Zane threw herself into a back handspring. Focusing on the first clone in between the transitions, Zane held her hand over her mouth while whispering Axii into her palm. She would then throw the tag in the face of the first clone that originally sought after her feet. By doing this the clone was now an ally under her influence. At the same time she was able to evade the aerial kick from the second clone and he would fly over her and all his force would send him flying against the wall behind them.

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Evidently the original tossed two round objects at her weapon. Seeing this moments ago and knowing that they were possible threats, Zane directed the influenced clone to go handle the problem. The clone would sprint full speed ahead and not hold back. Darting himself at the weapon that was just now making its rounds around the original. Flinging his body at the weapon, it would sacrifice itself causing the explosions to burst the moment they made contact with the clone's body. The explosion would be a couple mere feet away from the original. Close enough for him to feel the full effects of his own weapons. Lunar Carnage had not been effected in the slightest. She caught her weapon and with a hefty roar attempted to swing it at the remaining clone behind her. If successful, the blunt of the blade would ram through the dead center of his back and split him in two. The girl held her weapon.

Zane: " Jackass, I want answers -- "

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She growled in irritation and sprinted full speed at the paralyzed man. Zane reared her foot back and launched it full speed at his crotch in an attempts to kick his balls. The impact was so hard that it would elevate him. Taking advantage of the elevation she would hammer her foot at his nuts not once, not twice, but several times. The blows being dealt would hinder him greatly. The pain would have paralyzed him into a fit of incredibly and unrelenting agony ! An old fashion kick to the nuts. No man has balls of steel. And surely he was no different.

Zane: " And I want them now ! "

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: *Micheal would have been slowed down tremendously by her sign technique. Something he hadn't had experienced before. However, this also would have reverted mike out of his Prophet form due to the supernatural energy shift, his energy slowed down just enough that it reset itself*

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZeyNVms7jw )

Micheal: W-What? Where Am I-GAWK!

*He was knocked away by the explosion from her scythe and thrown a good 3 feet! However he was still slowed down by the intense power of the sign technique. His two silhouettes had dispersed the moment after they both had been dispatched by the skilled Warlock. As Mike pulled himself back up to his feet, he'd watch as Zane came rushing forward, leg cocked back, his body down to a sluggish movement he hadn't been fast enough to even comprehend what happened next as she wailed her foot into his balls! The impact alone would have caused him to buckle under, falling down on his knees after the onslaught had been done*

Micheal: GHggnn.... m-my balls... I can't...feel my balls. You bitch... my balls... I...

*Barfing up a brown liquid he'd roll over on his side gripping onto his stomach that felt as if it had been compressing itself inside out, his Mask rolling off of his face just a bit so that he'd be visible, luckily they were the only ones left in the club so that Mikes cover wouldn't be blown. However, Zane would have been able to easily make quick notice of the masked crusader and whom he had really been this entire time, and he aware of her.*

Michael: What... have you done to me!

*The Ice-Creature would have turned over on his side with his left eye closed as he'd begin to crawl away. He was already four blocks down by now, following him would be pointless at this point, hitting the ground Mike would have burrowed his face into the ground before he'd shake his head*

Michael: He got away... Jesus Christ!

Finding the smallest tid bit of strength Mike would begin to army crawl his way towards the door.

Michael: Great if i ever had thoughts of having Kids, there long gone now...

He said groggily as he attempted to crawl away and put his mask back on

Zane/Kaiuri: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlA82aYRT1M )

And she stopped. Zane would have immediately dropped her weapon. The metal blade clunked on the floor by her feet. With eyes wide and jaw dropped her expression would say it all. His body would have plopped on the ground beneath him and Zane stood over him in shock.

No. She thought to herself. It couldn't be.

Micheal: " GHggnn.... m-my balls... I can't...feel my balls. You bitch... my balls... I... " The poor boy huffed and vomited on the floor. His body heaved in the most unnatural way.

Shit !

The ivory haired powerhouse slowly stepped back in astonishment. He continued to vomit up brown bile and roll in pain and agony. Zane wanted to crawl into a hole and die right that second.

Michael: " What... have you done to me! "

Zane: " Mike !?!?!? B-But -- You attacked me ! You came after me ! Its not MY fault. " She countered. What the hell had she done ?!

Mike. It was MIKE ! Shit Shit Shit Shit !

Michael: " He got away... Jesus Christ! "

Michael: " Great if i ever had thoughts of having Kids, there long gone now... " He began to crawl away.

Zane hadn't even noticed the creature escape. It wasn't her fault ! What the hell was even going on ! Fuck ! Seeing Mike begin to crawling towards his mask, she would head over and grab it off the floor for him. Walking back over to him still struggling she would make an effort to help him off the floor. If he would let her . . . This was so sad. She felt so horrible.

Zane: " Here. " She would try to help him off the ground, her face flushed with embarrassment and guilt. Handing him his mask she wouldn't be able to make eye contact with him at all. She thought briefly about the girls. Zane resisted the urge to facepalm. Not only were they outside, but Mike's enemy had escaped because of her and now his dick was severely damaged. Great job, Zane.

Great Job.

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEspxEte8S8&list=PLeRGKarlgNylWbtR52r-tYsYxFkOlTWak&index=4 )

*After helping a wincing mike back onto his feet. Zanes cellphone would have started to ring, once and if she would have picked it up*

Mayor flint: Hello Ms. Harper. I'm calling in to check on your progress. I just watched the news, another suicide party almost happened down-town. But that super-hero kid The Night Dude? or whatever stopped it. Some kid got it all on his camera. I wanted to tell you good job, and the moneys been donated to your account. I was thinking you do this again tomorrow. I'll pay you the 1.5 million every two weeks. Keep up the good work Ms. Harper.

*Micheal would have been leaning against the bar countertop, with a pack of ice across his crotch.*

Micheal: All that training, and I'm still shit against a trained Warlock. Sorry about attacking you, sometimes. I can't control that Prophet power or whatever. I'm sure you've heard about it by now. I'm the Wolf-Prophet or whatever.

*Micheal would have tilted his head up hearing the sounds of police sirens in the distance*

Micheal: Zane, I gotta jet. Listen, can you keep you kicking my ass on the hush-hush? And do you think you can keep my Night-Guy Identity safe to? I'd really appreciate that.

Staring at her from the shady brown locks of his hair

Micheal: I'm sorry about... attacking you again. You know, i never pegged you for the club going type. You look nice though. Just thought i'd say it. Wow, this is the first time i've spoken to you since the War. I never see you at school anymore... And you called me a coward. That was a crazy day... wasn't it Zane.

*Leaving the bag of ice on the countertop he'd stretch a bit before leaping 6 feet into the air towards the skylight railings on the ceiling, opening up the window before looking back at her one more time and smiling. Soon after, leaping out of the window finally right as the police busted in with the two girls Zane had been escorting*

Police: Excuse me Ms. These girls said they were with the ' Girl named Zane ' With the white hair. The Mayor gave us an order to be on the look out for you and his daughter tonight. We can escort you and the teenagers wherever you want Ms. Harper.

The Police officer said saluting her before he awaited further orders

Micheal: Jesus Mike you got beat up by a girl!

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She was still really , even after all of that. What's wrong with me? She's kicked my ass, she's called my a coward. And yet, I still like her. And I still can't feel my balls. I think after tonight, i'm good for about three or four days off. Maybe until i can feel my balls again. I swear I have the worst luck with this type of stuff. That guy wasn't a human or any kind of supernatural creature I've seen thus yet. Kinda freaked me out to. I let the Ice-Guy get away, so I'm back to square one with cracking this case or whatever, he said something about a dimension or something and that alone threw me out of my loop. I'm used to beating up mobsters and petty gangsters. But this? No this is way out of my league now. And just... what the hell would he be bringing over here? I'll get in contact with Kin tomorrow, see what he comes up with about all of this.

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Zane/Kaiuri: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygP91qhd-rI )

Mayor flint : " Hello Ms. Harper. I'm calling in to check on your progress. I just watched the news, another suicide party almost happened down-town. But that super-hero kid The Night Dude? or whatever stopped it. Some kid got it all on his camera. I wanted to tell you good job, and the moneys been donated to your account. I was thinking you do this again tomorrow. I'll pay you the 1.5 million every two weeks. Keep up the good work Ms. Harper. "

Zane: " Yes, sir ? . . . Yes . . . Uh huh, yeaa . . . I could if that is what you wish of me. Yes sir . . . Thank you, sir. Bye for now. "

Click.

Zane: " Sorry about that. "

Grabbing her things and her weapon, the blade shrunk back to a mere pendant and hung around her neck. She turned to look at Micheal who was currently icing his ball sack. She still couldn't believe that she had been fighting him all this time. Her mind simply had trouble grasping hold of that concept. And the insanity that was her kicking him in the crotch ? Major ouch.

Micheal: All that training, and I'm still shit against a trained Warlock. Sorry about attacking you, sometimes. I can't control that Prophet power or whatever. I'm sure you've heard about it by now. I'm the Wolf-Prophet or whatever.

Zane: " A Wolf-Prophet who just got his ass handed to him. " She whispered to herself, but didn't mean anything by it. Part of her began to giggle.

Then the sirens blared not too far off in the distance. It was time to disappear.

Micheal: " Zane, I gotta jet. Listen, can you keep you kicking my ass on the hush-hush? And do you think you can keep my Night-Guy Identity safe to? I'd really appreciate that. "

Zane: " Sure thing, Night Guy. " She voiced his newly taken hero name with teasing in her Celtic tone. Her accent was thick as ever. She couldn't help , but stare at him. Because past all the goofy vigilantly ish, he actually looked . . . Kind of cute.

Micheal: " I'm sorry about... attacking you again. You know, I never pegged you for the club going type. You look nice though. Just thought I'd say it. Wow, this is the first time I've spoken to you since the War. I never see you at school anymore... And you called me a coward. That was a crazy day... wasn't it Zane. "

Zane: " Yea. It was . . . " She looked away not knowing how to respond really.

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But when she looked back in his direction, he was gone. The police came crashing in through the door not a moment later. Zane composed herself quickly as they approached her.

Police: " Excuse me Ms. These girls said they were with the ' Girl named Zane ' With the white hair. The Mayor gave us an order to be on the look out for you and his daughter tonight. We can escort you and the teenagers wherever you want Ms. Harper. "

Zane: " Oh ! Right, yea. I'm Zane. " She looked around at the broken club. " Alright. Let's go. " And with that, she left the building behind and was escorted out with the other girls.

As they took their leave her mind couldn't help drifting off. Mike. It was strange. He made her feel . . . strange. At times he was a big goof. Other times he was dead serious. At all times he was Mike. Zane felt her heart do something strange. Her tummy tumbled like clothes in a dryer. She hadn't noticed it until now, but maybe she was catching feelings. Honestly, it was okay.

2

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: The Next day came alot faster then expected. Michael had been In Kin's office at the KPF station, with the secretary Niwa as well. Kin sat at his desk, while Niwa had been elsewhere in the room. Mike sat on Niwa's desk, swinging his legs back and forth as he stared out at the window.

Kin: So, let me get this straight. You think some underground cult group, has been brainwashing these girls for some ultimate goal, to bring some deity known as ' The Unborn' over into our world?

Mike: Don't say it like it sounds crazy, you deal with this kind of crap all the time. You told me yourself that you've even been to hell before!

Kin would have taken a sip of his coffee before he'd clear his throat, looking at Niwa out of the corner of his eye

Kin: Don't pay any attention to him, kids say the darnest things.

Mike would have given Kin a scowl before he leaned back on Niwa's desk shaking his head

Mike: You do realize, your only 24 years old... right?

Kin: Can you tell me what this cultist looked like?

Mike: Yeah, like a man made of ice, or at least half of him was.

Kin: A man made out of Ice...?

Mike: Listen, I know what I saw ok?

Kin would have tapped his chin before he began to feverishly tap away at his keyboard to his computer

Kin: Wait, you said Unborn right? That's the name the guy was talking about right?

Mike: Mhm.

Kin: Says here, that we have an unfinished case that ties into something called ' The Unborn files' A Detective by the name of Charles Rogan took it up. He didn't get to finish his work however. Says here he was killed before the case could be completed... interesting.

Mike: Meaning...?

Kin: Meaning, you may have reopened the case. We need information. You said that these girls were all killing themselves in the name of this 'Unborn' character. You remember Ms.Tomoko right? The lady I sent you to see the other day? Go see her, and see if she can give you any information on any cult activity in the underground. Take Niwa with you. She'll be taking notes while you ask the questions. I want you two to get me a full report on everything you find. Understand?

Mike: I thought you were the detective, why can't you go out and do this! You Know i have... other... things to do!

Kin: Those THINGS are going to have to wait. Your a Jr. detective first. Now, get to it. While your out. I'll be going to my Intel broker. To see what I can find for myself. Sooner we find this cult of 'ice-men' the sooner we can make sure all of the teenage girls in Kasaihana city are safe.

Mike would have nodded his head, looking towards Niwa before he'd open the door for her

Mike: After you, hope you don't mind if we take my car. Try not to squeal like a girl to much.

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Walking in slow motion Mike would open the doors to the parking lot area of the KPF station where his car had been

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A few female officers would have been staring him down awkwardly as he shot them both a thumbs up. Soon after doing so he'd pull a pair of shades on his face.

Mike: Alright Ms.Niwa, Just remember I'm in charge got it? I make the shots, i ask the questions. You just look pretty and do exactly what I say. Got it?

He said with his cracking teenage voice as he'd walk towards the car while unwrapping a lollipop and placing it into his mouth. But at least he was nice enough to open the door so Niwa could get into the passenger side

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Mike: I know, its awesome right. Make sure you tell all your friends about me. That's what girls are into right? Cool guys, with cool cars. Well I'm the coolest guy in town. Everyone knows me. Yo What up Mark!

Mark: (Walking past Mike and Niwa with a scowl on his face) Who the fuck are you.

Mike: See, everyone knows me. And Niwa? I like older women. So make sure you tell your friends, like i said.

He'd say as he walked to the drivers side of the car, winking back at her

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Endearment ♥: Niwa's morning started with an early wake up with her younger roommate whom she was already considering to be like a sister. The two lived with a mother figure who was a renowned stripper, strip club owner, and pornographic film producer. Non of that really had a negative effect on the trio and their relationship with one another, however.

Niwa smiled to herself. The teenager had laid in her bed while she dressed for work and they shared a few laughs before she had to leave. Now, Niwa was buzzing around the office, straightening papers, checking the calendar, marking said calendar, and opening new mail that was left in the small mailbox nailed to the wall outside the door. All the while she was quietly listening to her boss, Kin Tasanagi, and a young man named Mike talking about the recent KasaiHana tragedy. Niwa recalled first hearing about it and how everyone began to panic. Lots of the young woman that were in the same cafe as her during the news report. Many of them instantly became nervous; noticeably so. Some even rushed home. It was times like this that Niwa was glad that Miranda's paperwork for school wasn't yet finished and that Kirei asked her to stay home until her first day of school so that she could be a bit more of a mystery. Niwa loved mysteries. The thought of them brought flashes of her night with that blonde haired hero, which was a nice plus.

Hearing her name come from Kin's side of the room pulled her from her tidying up. The young woman turned to face the the two, a perfectly shaped eyebrow raised.

Before, she really hadn't been listening too close. She was actually pretty in and out of the conversation. She suddenly recalled her conversation with Miranda just before leaving the house.

"It must be so cool working with a detective!" Miranda was sprawled out across Niwa's bed relaxing while she got ready for work. Niwa informed the teenager that she didn't really do the crime fighting like he did. She was merely a secretary. However, today seemed to be different. She was apparently tasked with tagging along to some sort of informal interrogation. Though she was nervous she didn't try to show it as she calmly gathered her purse, a fresh pad of paper and a good pen.

She was a little surprised that he held the door for her, but she remembered who the boy was working for.

"By all means. I didn't even know you had a car."

She was curious about him. She didn't get to see him nearly as much as Kin and she didn't talk to him often, either. There was a lot about him that she'd get to know on this little mission, but she was honestly more excited about getting her hands a little dirty for her boss.

The walk out to the parking lot of the KPD building was rather....embarrassing. It was like taking a younger and goofier sibling out in public when they decide to be very friendly with all of the strangers in the area. He walked as if he was a big cat like Kin and it nearly made her laugh. Whether it was just for show or not, she had no clue. As they passed the female officers who stood just outside, she'd cover her face with one small hand as Mike shot them a smile and a double thumbs up. He was certainly....enthusiastic.

She thanked him for opening her door, but seeing the sunglasses on his young face made her laugh a bit.

"Got it." She'd say while trying to look professional. She smoothed out her tight, white blouse and lightly pulled the light pink undershirt up to its original position to keep a good portion of her cleavage hidden from curious eyes. "But you'll have to take off those ridiculous things." She giggled a bit.

As Mike continued to try and seem like some cool dude in front of her, Niwa couldn't help but put her head in her hand. He'd left her speechless. Well...almost. She began to laugh again as he mentioned liking older women.

"Is that so? I know an older woman but she's way out of your league."

With that, the mission had officially begun and they were headed to interrogate a woman that could possibly have some answers for them and their boss.

Say: Moko found herself awake at an unusual hour, damn near the crack in her massive king sized bed fresh from storage. Her usual vibrate lilac eyes now laced in red from having cried herself to sleep the last several nights in the wake of learning that her youngest child, Mileena had been kidnapped by her father from the city of New Nexus and taken to the underworld were no creature besides the dead or a demon could reach her. A fact that made Tomoko curse the fact that she didn't share some kind of supernatural ties or even a more potent trait of the omega gene within that of her own body as made her way towards the shower in attempt to not her frantic worrying keep her from returning to her duties as the Den's Dominus and the breaking in of two very new slaves both of which were the daughters of the late Oyabun of the Shiroi Ookami. One of the many parting presents given her from none other than their father who was also murdered along side his wife in the wake of the Yakuza War for her many years of 'service' to him.

The 43 year old emerging a few moments later fully dressed with her raven locks loose though still wet about her lovely face, dressed in a white blouse, pvc corset about her waist, matching skin tight pants that clung to the passionate curves of her thick full hips and ass, and knee high boots that sported a 5 inch spiked heels before grabbing a bag from her vanity and making her way towards the bedroom door then down the stairs to greet the skyline traffic of Kasaihana. Which remarkably enough wasn't too bad though in truth Moko had her mind on other things as she made her way towards the door of the Den's new location, a old but modest penthouse building on the western most side of the district. Its structure and style much like the old one but with more room and space as to have subs on display during their conditioning and trial phases, so they could become used to being see and not heard unless giving or gaining pleasure by all during the lavish bondage parties that they held. Two of the men she'd hired two replace part of her deceased staff immediately moving to open the door for her with ease just as moved to for her keys in order to open it.

Hired Muscle 1: Morning Boss, didn't expect to see yous round here so soon.

Tomoko: Morning. And that makes two of us, how are they adjusting to the new digs?

Hired Muscle 1: They still adjusting to it well some of them is, the new ones welll...see for for yourself... -he gestures with his left hand in the direction of the red of room-

Tomoko couldn't help but to smirk whilst walking in through the door as she turned her head into the direction of the room the first thug pointed to while his partner moved to quickly to shut the door behind her, the sounds of two females either in pain or in agony quickly filling up her eardrums as she made her way into the room that was become one of the four display parlors. This one being for the worst who just couldn't seem to get it they no longer had a will of their own.....the only will here in this house was Sakura's. Her eyes quickly catching sight of a blonde haired girl with a ball gag in mouth naked, bound to an inverted cross that hung upside down with as many as 5 vibrators shoved up into into her at both ends in addition to having 5lb weights clamped to each of her B cup sized nipples. All of them vibrating at differently levels of frequency at the same time only cease their vibration the moment she was able bust a nut. The other there with her was her sister a red head bound from behind straddled naked over a Wooden horse with spikes on it that were meant to bring un-measurable amounts of pain and yet pleasure too boot (http://pic.esmatube.com/imgs/a/b/w/k/e/the\_horse\_bdsm\_censored\_smg-3\_tmb.jpg ) with arms and legs bound back behind her, her face covered by a pvc head mask while her mouth was held open by the prongs on inside and her throat being violated by her second in command, who looked to be more annoyed with her cock sucking game than pleased by it honestly.

Tomoko: Hard at work I see Ms. Coco.

Coco: If only Dominus these two cunts....-jerks the redhead by her hair in order force feed her his cock as she was clearly not up to the task to suck it off-....a clearly not worth a damn.

Tomoko: Their father said the same about them in his will hence why I got everything to begin with -laughs- But we will make them into honest sluts yet, either that or wonderful furniture addition to the green room if they are deemed unfuckable in three weeks time.

Moko catching sight of the dirty looks the blonde was giving her as she walked by to greet her friend who was literal throat raping her sister. The older woman turning back around for a moment to walk back towards her in order to give the cocky little bitch a quick yet sharp kick to jaw causing the younger one to choke on the gag that lodged in her mouth as she cried out. A bit of laughter emitting itself from  Tomoko lips as she moved to squat down lower enough to where the girl could see her emotionless face her hand moving towards her hair in order to pull her forward so that those burning blue eyes of hers could level with her own lilac ones before stating, “Know your place bitch and that is always at the feet of me, your Dominus.” as she shoves her head back again and releasing her head in order to stand upright once more. “You and Alexandria will do will to remember that Tsubaki, you are no longer heirs of a vast fortune any longer just merger fuck toys to be used at my discretion.” she went on to say. “I leave them in your hands for now Coco, if you have to break them....to make them understand their position in life now. Do it.:” Moko suggestion being to rape them until they became nothing more than mindless slaved who wanted more than to have a plug up a hole or all three if necessary.

And with those words Tomoko would take her leave of the room in order to make her way towards the elevators in order to see just how everyone else was fairing with the new house. It would be only after doing so that any visitors would be allowed to enter the place and upon doing so that they would find the Asian beauty in what appeared to be an office, preparing the invitations for another night's gathering.

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Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: The Duo would have pulled up to Tomoko's new establishment. Mike getting out of the car first so that he could walk around and let Niwa out.

Mike: Alright, Niwa. I know I was talking alot of crap before we left. But we need to keep our heads about us in here. These are criminals here, Yakuza's and the like. Or whatever their calling themselves. Ms.Tomoko's really insightful though. If anyone knows about any cult activity in the city i'm sure it'd pass her way. From my understanding. Clients here talk alot when there getting their weekly or daily blow-job. The girls and um... guys, that work here. Can get a good deal of information from politics and gangsters alike. Although if you asked me if there had been a difference between the two factions. I'd tell you no. Just keep your cool. Don't try to let the boobs, and penies overwhelm you here.

Mike would have then did something he'd seen Kin do before. Pulling out a pack of cigarettes, he'd place one into his mouth before he'd light it up to smoke. Coughing heavily afterwards he'd continue to smoke it as they walked towards the door. This was to mask the scent of sex, despite how good it may have smelled to non-wolfblood noses. Mike could smell every piece of ass crack and sweaty balls that had been slaving away for hours upon hours within the establishment. The smoke fuming through his nose and soon out his mouth he'd walk towards the bouncer, the same one that he had greeted before

Bouncer1: Ahhh, its the twink. Keep showing up here kid, the boss might give you a job. Cute kid like you, you'd do pretty well here. Hell, i'd buy ya.

Mike: You do realize, i'm 16 right.

Bouncer1: Yet your smoking a cigarette.

Mike: And I'm into girls.

Bouncer1: Aren't we all?

Mike would have given him a scowl before stuffing his hands into his pockets. The Bouncer turned his attention to Niwa now.

Bouncer1: Who's your friend?

Mike: Were here to see Ms.Tomoko. Kin Tasanagi sent us, KPF busniess.

Mike said cutting the bouncers failed attempts at hitting on the Killian beauty before he'd clear his throat. Opening the door so the duo could step through, pulling his walkie-talkie up to his face

Boucner1: Boss, That Mike kid, and some girl are coming up to see you. Said its official police business.

Meanwhile

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In a warehouse on the west-side of District 1. A group of girls all around the ages of 17-18 had been having feverish sex with the zombie like male figures that were created surely through some kind of dark power. They had been doing this in the middle of a room. While one of the cultist stood with both of his hands behind his back, spectating on it all, his name had been Ceaser. And he had been the head of this operation in which to bring over his dark Lord Unborn

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Cultist: High Brother Ceaser. I have bad news... Brother Admir was defeated by the young Vigilante. The Night-Guy.

Ceaser: I see. Did he complete his task?

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Cultist: Yes sir. All is set in motion for now.

Ceaser: Good, so we won't be needing the backups any longer.

Ceaser would have snapped his fingers as all of the girls would stop their orgy on the spot. The Triangle insigna appearing on the tops of their heads as they all turned there heads to face ceaser all at once, the male puppet like figures whom had been fucking the girls would all melt down into a mud like substance, due to no longer being needed. Ceaser obviously calling them off with his will alone.

Ceaser: Kill yourselves.

Was all he'd command as all of the girls began to savagely murder one another

Ceaser: Burn this place down. No evidence must be left behind. The police in Kasaihana city are formidable. But we've went 30 years without any interferences. We don't need any now. I have a feeling this Night-Guy... will be a pain in our sides, we'll have to kill him. With the ritual finally complete, King Nexus's portal will finally be open. We've collected enough of the Key-gene from these girls to open it. The hard parts over now my child. Let us press on to more important matters. I want this boy dead, by tonight. Do you understand me? King Nexus will be here anytime now. We don't need that kind of a nuisance around.

Cultist: Yes, High brother Ceaser. I do have a few questions...

Ceaser: Ask them then. You will not have time to do so later. I forgot, you were our newest recruit.

Cultist: Why is it, that it took 30 years to bring Lord Nexus over to our realm?

Ceaser: Dimensional travel is tricky. He sent me here 30 years ago, along with Admir to make sure that we could find a suitable way of transport. Me and Admir are Shikmaru's. A race from a place known as the Negaforce. Our people are accustomed to dimensional travel. But King Nexus, cannot. His body would surely disperse into a atoms and molecules if he ever made an attempt to pass through a dimension. This world, has something called The Omega gene, which ties into something called 'The Key-gene. Humans on this planet have used it to pass through dimensional travel. The Tasanagi family and the Ryoji family have it by default. However, others in the city have it as well. We found it out that teenage girls from the ages of 16-18 are the most likely to have it. From our studies we also concluded that this... Key-Gene isn't a permanent one. They lose it somehow, they don't retain it... like the other powering families of the city do. We have still yet to discover how they lose it persay. So we just focus on getting the gene while they still possess it within their bodies. We've killed over 300 teenage girls just to amass the raw Key-gene in itself over the past 30 years. All in different ways mind you. I told Admir however that these mass suicides were hasty, rushed even. It would draw attention. And it has. Luckily for him however he finished his task before he gave us all away.

Cultist: How much longer until King Nexus come to us?

Ceaser: Soon, i'd give it two days time.

Cultist: (Nods) One more question High-brother. If you will allow it.

Ceaser: Aye, one more.

Cultist: Why do they call him... Unborn Highborn? I thought his Name was Nexus.

Ceasar: He adopted that name from his world. His mother gave it to him... If you want to no more. You'll have to ask him, for yourself. But do not worry, The King will bask all of those whom worked in his servitude with vast riches. The hard parts over for you my child. Come with me, there is more to be done...

Endearment ♥: It was a different feeling getting to tag along with the boss's young friend. She didn't know him well, first of all. And second, she'd never been 'in the field'. Her bright, hazel eyes glanced about, taking in the environment as they drove up to a building she'd never seen before. Had it been there long? Was this where the woman they were searching for would be?

As the odd van rolled to a stop, Niwa gathered her pad of paper and ink pen and began to unbuckle her seat belt. She heard a car door slam and caught a glimpse of Mike moving around the front of the vehicle to her side just before he opened her door. This was her first time seeing a vehicle like this, much less even getting to sit in one. Every time Niwa thought about it, she'd have to contain herself. A boy worried about picking up women and he drives this?!

'Maybe it was all he could afford.' She'd tell herself. Then she'd sigh, remembering that the car she sometimes drove was one of Kirei's. 'I suppose it's better than not having one....' Niwa looked up at the teenager, her eyes bright with many emotions mixed within.

"Chivalry isn't dead, after all." A playful little smile danced across her full lips as she stepped out. Though she looked fairly calm, she was absolutely nervous. A little excited, but still very nervous. Niwa smoothed out her white blouse and made sure the lightly ruffled fabric that ran along the deep V neck of the shirt weren't tucked in or covering her deep cleavage.

What would an interrogation be like? She watched many crime shows and wondered if it was anything like that. Was Mike the good cop or the bad co-? She stopped that thought and stifled a laugh. He didn't seem like the bad cop type. So, she took in a silent deep breath and held it for a step before releasing. She rolled her shoulders back, stood tall, and raised her chin ever so slightly. Niwa was completely and utterly submissive, but she did enjoy acting.

The burley man at the entrance seemed to know Mike. He made a crude comment about recruiting him and him being bought.

'What an odd thing to say.' Niwa thought to herself as she watched the big man's eyes shift onto her small form. For a moment, she froze, unsure of what to do or say. Then, she returned to her confident posture. Mike was able to get them in before she even had to pretend to sound tough. Once Mike stepped in, Niwa would quietly follow behind him, her chin still up and her shoulders still back. Perfect posture and that signature saucy sway to her hips that she learned from the one and only Kirei Yuri.
[5/26/2016 7:47:33 PM] Say: Tomoko: Let'em in...and tell him the office is down the hall to the left.

The 43 year old explained through her walkie talkie with ease, across her desk were various files pertaining to a matter than was rather personal to say the very lease her lilac eyes moving towards two pictures both almost identical except one was of a fairly young Hatchi Asakura and her as little girl, the other having been taken more recently with her and someone that was seriously making her question if she would be able to stay in a world were emotions were considered as a way to get you thrown in a body bag much faster than double cross.  Moko diverting her attention away from the handsome face that stood next to her in the frame in the direction what lay before her as she moves her hands forward to close the folders of a crime scene in addition to several graphic photos of a man shot down in cold blood inside of chalk outline then gathering them up in a neat pile on into the right side corner of the desk to which she sat behind.

As Mike and his companion however would've been treated to the new décor of the new building as well as the formal bondage display rooms each demonstrating the the various points of BDSM between both master/ trainer and submissive/student  as the Lion's Den itself was no more than a place to which slaves are trained in illicit art of bondage and pleasuring of their Master(s) when entertaining by those who are by rank by the Dominus (owner) to be proficient in their art. Each room ranging from the colors of red, green, white, and gold with yet another room which was to painted black decorated in Greco-Roman style that had yet to be completed but its theme of erotic art in form of statues, paintings and yet even literal human sculptures engaging in what appeared to be a limitless orgy in which those observing could participate, IF the price was right. And a sight that that might have gotten more than just the blood flowing if you catch my meaning as the two would continued onward towards the office to which Tomoko had directed to her man to inform them to come to.

While the woman herself remained lost with thought so much so that she possibly wouldn't have heard Mike and company approaching the door of the room she was in or even knocking if that was the choice he would've made to announce himself to the older woman. Regardless of what was chosen, Moko would've replied, “You may enter.” in a true Dominatrix fashion, the older woman moving to uncross her legs with ease in order to place her feet against the floor and stand as she made her way over towards Mike to whom she extended her hand to greet. “Welcome to our new home Allen-san. I am happy to see that you are still in....rare form.” her eyes immediately denoted that he wasn't alone this time around but with a companion and a woman none the less to boot. A surprise to her if ever there was one as the last time he visited her back in District, he damn near had heart attack. The look on the older Asian beauty's face pretty much saying just exactly what she was thinking and that being, “Who is this Micheal?” Moko moving to bow towards the young woman in traditional Japanese fashion if and when introductions were made before standing upright once more. “Tis a pleasure to meet you, please won't you both have a seat.” gestures to the two chairs in front of the desk before retaking their her own in the hope's that they would but if not she would remained standing also out of respect to them both.

Tomoko: Well now....to what business, or should I say matter does Tansangi-san send you both to me on this time as I know this Night Guy  character was responsible for the capture of Blow Ro'  for the Venom scare....and District 1 has seen better days?  -noting to the attack made against her by Salvatore Mundi while waiting to here from either Mike or his female friend here as to what this next case was that needed her insight-

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: Mike: This, is Niwa. She's Kin Tasanagi's secretary. She'll be taking notes for me while i come here to ask you what i wanted to ask you. Kin says im forgetful, and i forgot to many things. He says its a bad trait for a detective. Don't let her looks fool you though, she may look like a busty and stuff! But, she's a killing machine. She's more so like my body guard more.  Its nice to see you again Ms.Tomoko. I have to say, YOU Are looking gooood.

Mike said giving her a wink, as soon as he did one of the bouncers behind him would have smacked him in the back of the head

Mike: Shit! Ow, the fuck man!

The bouncer would have simply scowled back at Mike, tilting his head upwards just a bit so he could look down at him

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Rubbing the back of his head, Mike would turn his attention back towards Tomoko while he'd clear his throat

Mike: Detective Tasanagi has sent me here on important business. We need information, anything you can give us. I'm sure you've heard of the mass suicide killings in the city. You know, with the teenage girls and all? We think we may have a lead but we need more information. We need to know, if you've heard of any kind of Cult activity in the city.

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### Meanwhile

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Kin would have been walking through the dirty slums of Kasaihana city with both of his hands in his pockets. He wore a blue suit, as in blue blazer, blue tie, baby blue dress shirt, blue dress slacks, and black dress shoes. His hair had been slicked back and he had a pair of golden trimmed shades on his face. Clearing his throat he would have stepped into an underground club. Upon entry he'd hear a loud cheering crowd going wild as they stood around a steel cage, watching two people viciously beat the tar out of one another.

Kin: Hm..

Fight Booker: Like what you see?

Said a man with purple hair and a bright red shirt, that had been tucked in deeply into his blue jean pants. He wore red sneakers to match his shoes and he had tattoos covering over the great majority of his skin.

Kin: I'm looking for something.

Fight Booker: And what may that be?

Kin: I hear someone named Caesar  hangs out around here. I heard he's looking for recruits for a certain... group. I'd like to join up.

Fight Booker: Ahhhh, you wanna join THAT club. Just so happens, we have another guy who's also interested in joining up in that same crowd. He's in the ring now. The way it goes, in order to talk to Caesar, you have to fight in the ring. If you win against our best fighter. You get to talk to the big guy. But i hope you know... we fight to the death.

Kin would have given the fight broker a look through his shades before he'd turn his attention back to the steel cages. Inside had been none other then Conan... A very well known Warlock, and not someone to be trifled with

Kin: ( The hells he doing here...)

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Fight Booker: Yeah, that guy's fierce. He's already been granted an audience with the big guy. He just took out our best guy and teams 10 minutes before you came in. Now... he's just showing off.

Kin turned his head towards Conan whom had been fighting some poor soul in the cage beating him senseless with relentless punches, beating into the fighter over and over again until he'd bruise almost instantly all across his body. The Onslaught would end rather quickly after he'd finally kick the fighter into the steel cage. Impairing him with the blow alone. The impact would have knocked the male out, leaving Conan victorious and the crowd would have gone crazy after another win from the white-haired warrior

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Kin:... I'll fight him. Sign me up.

Kin said taking his blazer off and his shades, handing them to the Fight booker

Fight Booker: Alright! We have another contender everyone. Gather round for another brutal round!

Say: Mike: This, is Niwa. She's Kin Tasanagi's secretary. She'll be taking notes for me while i come here to ask you what i wanted to ask you. Kin says im forgetful, and i forgot to many things. He says its a bad trait for a detective. Don't let her looks fool you though, she may look like a busty and stuff! But, she's a killing machine. She's more so like my body guard more.  Its nice to see you again Ms. Tomoko. I have to say, YOU Are looking gooood.

Moko's face would've instantly hit a frown the moment she saw Mike wink at her in a suggestive yet flirting manner after giving her a compliment as one of the bouncers immediately went to correct his actions towards the Dominus with quick yet hard hit to the back of his head. Causing the teenager to cry out in protest to the hit as Moko took in what he'd said earlier about Niwa before placing too a word of caution to him.

Mike: Shit! Ow, the fuck man!

Tomoko: I thank you for the compliment Allen-san, but I do ask that you refrain from flirting ( the wink ) with me as my boyfriend nor I in truth really wouldn't appreciate it.

Her eyes shifting towards the picture of the two of them for a moment before returning them back to Mike who was rubbing the back of his head still, the sound of him clearing his throat drawing her attention back towards the teenager who then began to speak.

Mike: Detective Tasanagi has sent me here on important business. We need information, anything you can give us. I'm sure you've heard of the mass suicide killings in the city. You know, with the teenage girls and all? We think we may have a lead but we need more information. We need to know, if you've heard of any kind of Cult activity in the city.

She would listen to Mike her mind pondering over any gossip spoken by those in the underworld since her return to the city from her daughter's tour, this including that from her own girls too as since the relocation to District 2 business had been booming twice as much now that things were so close to venues that that the Den entertains exclusively in before setting her lips in the position to speak in regards to the matter that was being inquired about as she did remember a few nights ago a conversation between two girls at a local store regarding a rather strange gathering that was forth coming.

Tomoko: Indeed, its all rather disturbing to say this least. Makes me grateful that my youngest isn't here at the moment as she would've been all over it being into the supernatural and all. As to the information tell your boss I will require something in return this time for it and don't worry your pretty little head about what it concerns Michael that will be between he and I. The cultists as you put it are a reclusive, as most are. They keep to themselves recruiting in the shadows or by word of mouth but there are whispers of a gathering of sorts that is to go down tomorrow night on Sora Street in District 1. I don't know how much help that will be to you and Tasanagi-san as so many things have happened and gone down on that street that wouldn't be too surprised that its become haunted to say the least. -she chuckles her eyes implying more so that the two should be careful despite her laugh-

Endearment ♥: Upon being introduced, Niwa  would mimic the woman known as Tomoko and bow at the waist slightly. When she straightened, she smoothed out her dress shirt and held her pen with the tip hovering just above the paper. She was ready to record any and all things said that she seemed important to the case.

They almost looked professional for a moment, but the moment was ruined with Mike's flirtatious attitude followed by a loud smack. While the young detective rubbed the back of his head where the bouncers hand had just swatted, Niwa sighed softly and lowered her pad of paper a bit. Her Hazel eyes shot a look at him. Lord she hoped he could control himself a little better. Niwa also hoped he could handle more than a slap to the back of the head because she wasn't very skilled in the world of fighting.

"...Maybe you should tone it down, Mike." She'd murmur his way. Tomoko didn't look amused by the boys actions and was rather unfazed by it all.

Before anything could somehow get worse, Tomoko began to give them bits of information that she knew. Whether Kin knew or not, Niwa didn't know. So, she scribbled down everything. She underlined the bit about Sora Street and rested the pen tip again a blank spot on the pad.

"And that's all you know? You don't know anything about who could possibly be linked to the cult that we could talk to, as well? Where did you happen to hear these 'whispers'?" She'd raise a brow at the woman, curiosity in her eyes and a hint of determination on her smooth, feminine face.

Micheal Allen / Kin Tasanagi: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWqKPWO5T4o )

Michael would have turned his left eye to Niwa. Looking at her out of the corner of it before he turned his attention back over to Tomoko listening intensively

Mike: Hm... Thank you. I understand. From what I do know about cults. I know they operate with structure. I think they've been targeting the District 1 area for a reason. So if this is the case... if this is the same cult. I think I may have a few hunches of my own. Thank you again.

This was my chance to find those guys, and make them pay for all the lives they've taken! And now was the time more then ever. There wasn't another moment to waste. I don't know why Kin Insisted on me asking this lady for stuff. She clear wasn't someone whom enforced the law or anything within his profession. Yet He continued to get information from this lady. She was resourceful though, i can see why he'd go out of his way. She brought up something about Supernatural... or something. I know she doesn't know what I am. Or what Kin is. But maybe she knows something else... obviously enough. But that didn't matter, I knew what i needed to do now, and I didn't have time to lose.

Mike: Me and Niwa will be taking our leave now. I'll let Kin know that you'll have a favor request for him. Thank you for your time.

As Mike stood out of his seat, he'd turn his head over to the bouncer whom struck him before his eyes would shift to a bright blue for a moment , out of Tomoko's sight due to the fact his back had been turned to her and the bouncer had on a pair of shades that hid his eyes shifting into the bright blue color as well. Mike would have tensed his muscles just briefly as he walked past the bouncer and as he did, the bouncer would have punched himself in the face, his head cracking the wall behind him after he'd knocked himself out

Mike: It was good to see you again... Ms.Asakura

He said while he continued to walk down the hall, a scowl on his face. It was time for Mike to take revenge on the ice-cultist whom killed that kid just the night before

### Meanwhile - Again

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Fight Booker: LADIESSSS AND GENTLEMEN! WE HAVE ANOTHER FIGHT FOR YOU! WE HAVE IN THIS CORNER... THE ALL AROUND FIGHT MACHINE HIMSELF! THE MAN WHOM SINGLEHANDEDLY DEFEATED OUR REGINING CHAMPION! THE WHITE HAIRED DEVIL HIMSELF... COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONANN!!!

The Crowd would have roared as Conan lifted his bandaged hands into the air while the crowd continued to cheer like they did. A smirk across his face while he continued to rile the crowd of blood thirsty spectators

Fight Booker: And over! IN THIS CORNER, AN UNKNOWN FIGHTER IN OUR HUMBLE ABODE OF BLOOD AND PAIN! THE GOLDEN EYED PRINCE... KIN... TASA-NAAAAAAAAAAAGIIIIIIIIII!!!!

Conan's smirk faded rather quickly once he saw Kin step into the ring, shirtless with his tattoo visible on his back. He'd roll his shoulders around a bit before he stretched and walked to the middle of the ring to get eye to eye with Conan

Conan: Tasanagi... what are you doing here.

Kin: I could ask you the same thing... Warlock.

Fight Booker: NO MORE TALKING, WE CAME HERE TO SEE BLOOD. EVERYONE PLACE YOUR BETS, BECAUSE NOW THINGS GET GRITTY. FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTT!!!

Kin and Conan would have both leaped 6 feet apart, their eyes never leaving the others as they'd blast right back towards each other their elbows locking into each others upon contact as the wind in the room would have exploded outward from their bodies, the impact causing everyone that had been right on the steel cages of the ring to get knocked back by a good 4 feet themselves!

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Conan: I remember your time training back in Zanzibar Stone. I remember Tahira working hard to get you to learn our ways of combat... but you were to stuck on your stupid Kasaihana teachings.

Kin: My Sensei Johnny show was a better Practitioner then any of your foolish masters. I'm going to show you what I mean...

The stare down and conversation didn't last long however as both well trained warriors, Warlock and Ex-Warlock, went toe to toe in a hand to hand exchange! Despite the fact that Conan had been quicker with his strikes, Kin was a very attuned Karate Practitioner and played on the defensive! His strikes were all blocked by a series of hand motions that seemed branched from Kin's Crimson Dragon Style.

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Kin would have broke the punching onslaught by sending a swift parry of Conan's right hand just long enough for him to counter with an onslaught of punches of his own! Both fighters would have swung rapid blows to one another over and over again. Simply testing the waters upon each other as punch for punch connected into one another before they'd both send final blows a piece! The Impact of the fists would have caused the building and the next two blocks to Shake from the power alone!

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As both sides would have knocked each other into the steel cages they'd both get back down into their martial stances. Kin giving Conan a smirk before he'd get down into his Kaiju Karate stance

Conan: That Damn Karate... I've always hated it.

Kin: I can see why.

As Conan got back down into his stance he'd rush Kin with a series of Kicks. Kin would have taken a few steps back dodging the kicks only to kick off the cage and send a superman punch into Conan's face. The Impact would have staggered him a bit but the white haired warrior would have shaken the pain off rather quickly before he'd get back down into his stance again. His eyes slanting for a brief moment before he'd leap forward with a knee. Kin would have ducked his body backwards so the knee strike would have slid right over his head before he'd pull himself back up to his feet. Once he did, Conan would have been ready for him as he began to send an unforgiving onslaught of punches towards Kin! Strike after strike! Punch after punch!

Kin: Try harder then that...

Kin said back to Conan as he stood perfectly still as he blocked each strike that was sent. His hands moving with inhuman speeds and finesse.

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He'd do this until he'd finally go onto the offensive for himself, sending deadly attacks into Conan with thunderous precision!

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Conan: ( Dammit... he's stronger then what I remember) ENOUGH OF THIS!

Conan would shout back towards Kin after Kin's final kick blasted him into the cages again! His mouth had been coated with red from all the blood he'd just vomited from the horrific onslaught The crowd had been going insane however, feeding into the fight like mad man. Fueling kin as the sheer carnage of the area continued to empower him. Conan would then began to do a series of hand movements before he'd huff his chest outwards and let out a massive blast off fire towards Kin from his chest that had been meant to burn him over completely!

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Kin: NICE TRY!

Kin said allowing his eyes to glow a bright purple for a brief moment before he'd allow his artic ability to surface up for all to see as he'd fire out his own blast of ice right towards Conan's massive fireball!

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Spectator1: EVERYONE... RUNNN!!!!!!! THERE THE SUPERPOWERED FREAKS THAT ARE ALWAYS ON TV!

All of the spectators would have began to stampede out of the club along with the fight bookie, but it'd be too late at this point! The Chi from both warriors being so immense that it would have caused the whole club to explode in a massive blast of chi!

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Standing in the middle of the massive 2 block crater had been none-other then Kin and Conan both! Both warriors seemed unparsed however

Conan: You idiot, what have you done! It took me three days to get in good with these guys. Now I'll never become a member of the cult... im back at square one. Just what the hell are you doing!

Kin: Making sure my plan goes into full effect... And it seems, that its worked perfectly fine.

Kin turned his head towards Caesar whom had been watching the whole ordeal of the short but power filled fight between the two with his arms cross and a grin on his face

Caesar: Impressive... your both extremely powerful. To think... two warriors like yourselves would think about joining up with a bunch of simple cultist. Honestly... i don't buy it. What do you want...

Kin would have looked over at Conan before he'd turn his attention to Caesar whom stood atop a building, 60 feet away from the two fighters

Kin: Isn't it obvious? Were here to find out just what the hell you guys are up to.

Caesar: I think you two both know. King Nexus will be most pleased to see you though Tasanagi. He's been waiting 30 years to see you...

Kin: King Nexus...? Why would he want to see me!? And who the hell is he...

Caesar: Don't worry... you'll know soon enough. But I can't have you two killing me just yet. King Nexus needs me. I'm sure we'll get our chance to fight soon. See you boys later.

The white haired Shikamaru would have snapped his fingers, creating a portal before finally stepping through it. Vanishing from sight completely

Kin: ... Just what the hell was he going on about...

Conan: I'd have known, if you never intervened. Stay out of my way Tasanagi. You beat me today... but I won't forget this. The Next time you get in my way. I will kill you.

Kin would have looked back at Conan from his shoulder, only to see that he'd already been gone, Kin being the only one standing in the massive crater he'd created from the fight

Kin: Tch... You couldn't kill me if I had both of my hands pulled behind my back. So, I have a name Now. King Nexus... he must be the ring leader behind all of this. And I got that guys scent. But I won't pursue him just yet. I have to observe him now. I have his attention... And he has mine. lets see what he does with it.

Kin said before morphing into his dire wolf form and blasting off into the sky, landing on a building, rushing off into Kasaihana city

***To Be continued...***