Me: Yippee! My first 5D's fic!
Yusei: Chill. Ichiakago owns nothing.
Me: not true. I own Yukimora Ichiakago, JSSSA, U.C.s, and the plot and title.
Yusei: True.
Me: This is in Yusei's point of view.
Yusei Fudo is an undercover cop. While tracing a lead about illegal diamond smuggling, it leads him to a bar run by the guy who is suspected of smuggling them in. There, he meets the beautiful, yet seductive, Yukimora Ichiakago (you-key-more-ah itch-ee-ah-kah-go), a Japanese-Russian belly dancer, the entertainment at the bar. The owner personally hired her. She is also the direct link to the owner.
Yusei's mission: Use Ichiakago to get to the owner and stop the shipments.
Little does he know the owner has given Ichiakago a mission: Seduce Yusei and capture him. Who will win? That's why this story is called
"BATTLE OF WILLS!!"
PROLOGUE
Japanese Secret Service Spy Agency HQ.
Somewhere in the middle of Tokyo...
... It's the year 2017. Crime is on a rise and has been. Criminals are getting smarter and smarter. Also meaning it's a hell of a lot harder to capture them. Those that are caught are given criminal markers, gold tattoos that are chips embedded into the skin on the face, a very painful procedure. These chips are trackers, giving out a signal that can be traced all over the world. Before the criminals are released, DNA samples are taken from them.
The DNA is then stored in massive computers, skin, hair, nails samples, you name it, they got it. Dental records, tattoos, surgery, retina scans, full body scans, fingerprints, everything. But that still isn't enough. The ones that are caught still run their business under the government's nose when they are released. They're just a hell of a lot more careful than before, it was bad enough before they were caught, but now?
No one has ever been caught twice. Rapists, drug lords, gang leaders, smugglers, art thieves, and others are still loose. They scatter if they sense a cop around, and that is accurate 100% of the time. That's why the government created JSSSA, Japanese Secret Service Spy Agency.
Undercover cops. These guys are people hired for their expertise and skills, hacking, stealth, ability to twist words, lie, pass off as a drug lord or thief, anything that can get them into an operation and pass of as one of them, not a cop.
Most of them are what people call "The scum of Satellite", People that make a living in The Satellite, the center of drug operations, black-market on drugs, organs, slaves, information, guns, illegally obtained items, rare and precious gems, gold, among others. The center of smuggling, sex slaves, underage children, illegal immigrants, and so much more. These people that live there know about operations better than any person elsewhere.
They also don't look like cops and they don't act like them either. That's why they're so effective at the job. Lures criminals into a false sense of security, then the U.C.s, nicknames, arrest them and haul their sorry asses to JSSSA HQ. The criminals are still jumpy around U.C.s without a criminal marker; don't know who's a U.C. and who's not. That's most of the U.C. field agents. U.C.s with markers, they trust them, means they've been on the wrong side of the law like them.
I'm one of them. My name is Yusei Fudo. I'm eighteen, the youngest U.C. in the agency. Among the U.C.s, I'm known as the best of the best. Veterans sometimes even look up to me. Every probie looks up to me. The head of the agency was to one who said that I was a good example when I brought in a criminal the agency has been hunting for over fiver years. I've brought in over a hundred criminals in my first year alone. I've been working as a U.C. for almost three years now, catching minor criminals and gang leaders. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would be given an assignment to take down an entire network...
Me: Yay! Done!
Yusei: that was only the intro. Ya still have more.
Me: Rats!
Yusei: laughs. Read and review! Any and all flames will be deleted and destroyed, unless its constructive criticism. Remember, the more reviews, the more likely the actually story is gonna get posted.
Me: Nods. Boy, ain't that the truth. Until next time!
