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Akane smiled as the man clutched his broken arm, his girlfriend crying and begging from where two of Akane's men were holding her down.
"Please, please don't do this!"
The five other ghouls in Akane's gang chuckled as she smiled sweetly. She shrugged, the light from the one working street lamp casting a shadow across her face as she did so and making her smile all the more terrifying.
"Aw, sorry sweetie. Momma never taught me manners. Besides, it's so much fun-", her bikaku lashed out and sent the man flying, his back slamming into a dumpster and the woman crying out, "-to play with my food!" The ghouls all laughed as the woman cried out.
"Yosuke!"
"Kagome… I'm sorry."
Akane giggled, "Isn't that sweet~? Too bad that… too bad that…" Akane began sniffing the air, the other ghouls doing the same.
"What manner of beasts are these…"
They whirled around to face the darkened end of the alley they were in. They heard a bottle smash, and the ghouls began drooling.
"…No, it does not matter, does it?"
Akane smiled manically, "Well boys, looks like we got American, tonight! Ryu, Yoji, get 'em!"
The two ghouls closest to the voice rushed into the darkness. A moment later blood spattered at the edge of the light, the sound of flesh hitting the ground echoing across the alley. Akane smiled…
"…A beast is a beast…"
A figure stepped out of the shadows, wearing black, blood-splattered clothes. He held a bulky, wicked looking blade in his right hand and a bizarre looking pistol in the other.
"…and a Hunter must hunt."
The man dashed forward and slashed the three ghouls across the chest, then the blade unfolded and the second swipe removed their heads. He shot one of the ghouls holding Kagome down in the arm, and he ran off into the night. The remaining grunt got up and started to run.
"Screw this! I don't wanna d- HURK!" Akane's bikaku wrapped around his neck and brought them face to face.
"You should have thought of that before you ran." Akane growled, and her bikaku crushed his neck. She turned back to the figure, "Useless. I'll finish this myself!" She rushed them, but the figure leaped back into the darkness. A moment later something smashed into her face, drenching her.
"Gah, what the hell!? Wait, oil?"
CRASH!
FWOOSH!
Akane screamed as the flames consumed her. It lasted only a few seconds before she died, now a burnt husk. The man stepped back into the light, staring at Akane's body for a moment before cutting her head off. He looked to Yosuke and Kagome, who were holding each other tightly. He ignored them and moved to each body, stabbing them and rummaging through their pockets. In the meantime Yosuke and Kagome started talking.
"Who is this guy?"
"I don't know Yosuke! Maybe, maybe he's from America's CCG?"
"But why would-"
Two investigators ran into the alley, quinque drawn. They took a quick look at the aftermath and assumed the worst.
"Takanashi, protect the civilians!" The pulled out a spear-like quinque and charged the man as the other investigator stood in front of the couple with a shield quinque. The man in black leaped back into the darkness, firing a shot at the investigator who dodged. The spear jabbed forward in retaliation into the darkness, but hit nothing. The investigator quickly pulled out a small flashlight and lit up the alley to reveal nothing.
"Tch, it got away. You alright Takana-" The man turned to see his partner on the ground, a shiny grey liquid pouring from the hole in his head…
He unlocked the door to the old stone church he called home. He presumed it was a church from the stained-glass windows and pews, at least. It was a small building, but it suited him just fine. It was situated a short walk away from a park, trees and overgrown hedges hiding it away. Two coffins sat against the left wall from where he entered, and he stored his supplies before sighing. He walked up to the podium at the back and placed his hat on it before sitting with his back against it. He ran his hand through his black hair before sighing again and pulling his mask down.
"Nothing can ever be simple, can it? It doesn't make sense, they held themselves like Hunters, they should've recognized… No, I can't blame them for making assumptions, considering what it must've looked like."
He stood, taking off his black, round glasses and placing them with his hat. He started walking towards the back rooms of the church.
"Not the best introduction in a new land, but I can only hope they allow me to explain. For now, a cleansing and rest…"
AN: I couldn't really get this chapter to be what I wanted it to after the Hunter returned home. So a simple introduction for now, more fleshed out chapters later.