(All characters speak Japanese unless otherwise stated. Translations are used for ease of access. This is from the story (KigaVerse) Red Lotus.)
Yua Nakajima's knuckles were white on the wheel of her modest Japanese sedan. She held her frightful gaze forward, avoiding eye contact with her captor. His quarry had taken him to the headquarters of Nakajima Corporation and the stronghold of her father, Masaki Nakajima.She took a deep, controlled breathe before speaking aloud, her voice cracking as she did so.
"This is it," she announced nervously, never looking into the rearview mirror, lest she catch a glimpse of those eyes. The round he had sustained to the cheek in Kyoto from a Yakuza thug had left both eyes bloodshot in the wake of the swelling which was receding due to his healing factor. When she began to speak, he opened the rear passenger side door and stepped out of the vehicle. As he did so, her tone became more frantic and dire. "But you'll never get to him through all of that security!"
Hiroyuki exhaled a shaky, fatigued breath. It had, all of it, led him here. And nothing would stand between him and his bounty.
"Just watch me," Hiro exclaimed quietly into the cool night air.
*****
A pair of soldiers clad in black gear and fatigues stood idly on guard, protecting the front entrance of the Nakajima Corp building. Each of them were equipped with Howa Type 64 rifles loaded with 5.56×45mm NATO rounds, Minebea P9 pistols with 9×19mm Parabellum rounds and several M67 Series frag grenades. Although this equipment is commonly found among Japanese infantry, these men were international mercenaries under the employ of Double-Barrel. Contracted to protect and enforce the interests of Nakajima Corporation and its corrupt mastermind, Masaki Nakajima. On this it would all come crashing down around him. On this night there was a whisper of revenge in the air, and it was approaching Mr. Nakajima with unrelenting focus and commitment.
SCENE SCORE
AC/DC - If You Want Blood (You Got It)
A blurry mass of black rushed the guard on the left flank without warning. It resembled a shadow in movement. No physical details the naked eye could discern, but upon a closer examination in slow motion, one could identify Hiroyuki Uchida grappling the unsuspecting mercenary in mid-air.
(Work in Progress...)
