THE DARK SIDE
Chapter 1
Cain Heel slipped out of the shadows and slowly drifted toward the crew like a ghost, an aura as dark as pure evil surrounded him, enveloping all who saw him in mystery and fear. His eyes were blood thirsty and black like the deepest and most feared and unknown regions of the seas. His dark cloak bellowing out behind him as he strode toward the waiting assembly. The thunk of his heavy boots was the only sound in the entire studio, an almost eerie silence falling in between each footstep. No one daring to breathe. The Director, Mr. Yamanaka had to constantly remind himself that this was only Tsuruga Ren, no need to fear, but that little voice in the back of his head did little to quail the fear he felt upon beholding such a character. 'Ren certainly out did himself for this one. 'Yamanaka thought.
He was the first to approach Cain Heel. "Good day Cain-San we were awaiting your arrival."
Cain slowing raised his head to plant a solid dark gaze upon the producer and then turned his head to the side, his dark hair falling over his face in thin strands. Only then did Mr. Yamanaka notice the petite, equally distracting young woman suddenly appear from behind to stand by his side. She was almost as tall as Cain, her long black hair cascading down her back to reach her waist with shorter strands falling around her face. She leaned forward and whispered something in Cain's ears, her lip ring glistening as she spoke, and her shorter than usual top hiked up a bit revealing more curves at her waist. She wore all black, complemented with tight leather skirt and heeled boots similar to Cain's. A silver chain hung from her waist and a spiked dog chain wrapped around her neck.
'I don't recall there being anyone else but Cain Heel,' the director thought.
As if reading his mind the strange girl replied, "My name is Setsu, I am Cain's sister. Nice to meet you all. My brother will communicate through me." she stopped and looked around, her gaze sweeping the crew, her gaze just as intimidating as her brother's "Does anyone have a problem with that?" Complete silence was her answer. "Good" she replied.
"Will you please follow me?" the director asked. They began following him toward the conference room and only after they were out of sight did the crew allow themselves to breathe. They slowing dispersed and murmured among themselves 'Wow that was intense!"
"Isn't that the new actor from the states?" "He's Scary!" "Was he already in role or is he always like that?"
Kyoko sighed in relief once the director closed the door in the conference center.
She turned toward him and gave a deep bow, "Hello Mr. Yamanaka-san, Sorry about that, I am Megumi Kyoko, Nice to meet you." She rose and gave a shy smile. the director was caught by sunrise at such a sudden change, he turned to Ren who explained. "The chairman saw it fit that I have a sister as Cain Heel," as if that explained everything "To take care of me" he added, almost ashamed by that fact. The director nodded in understanding. "These are remarkable characters that you have created. this movie will be a hit!" He remarked excitedly and then added "No one will ever know that you are Tsuruga Ren."
"I will personally see about your refreshments you must be tired after working all day, relax here I'll bring your lunches and call when we are ready for the first shoot. "
"Arigato Yamanaka-san," they both replied.
Once alone, Kyoko slumped to her chair,
"You did well, Mogami-San," Kyoko beamed at Ren's praise. From what little she knew about her new character she knew that her Cain- nii chan could not speak Japanese so she would have to translate for him.
They would let the guise of the Heel siblings slip only slightly when they were in their hotel rooms and in their minds. This time was the only exception to explain to the director the changes the president made. But that was only made because Ren was weak toward Kyoko and was horrified when his character scared Kyoko mindless. No other time would be acceptable per the request of the president.
This was a new challenge for Kyoko and she intended to stand up to the challenge and not be a burden to Tsuruga-san.
A knock sounded at the door and director Yamanaka stepped in carrying two bento boxes and balancing thick scripts on each. Hurriedly he entered, "I'm sorry I cannot stay and chat for too long but the set needs to be finalized before we begin shooting, we will start at 4, so please take your time and relax. And know the other cast members are curious about you so keep on your guard!" With that he gave a small nod to Tsuruga-san and smiled at Kyoko and then hurried out the door.
Looking around at the boxes, Kyoko slipped back into her role as Setsu, "Omo! Nii-san he forgot the drinks, you sit and eat, I'll get the drinks for us." She smiled sweetly back at him and strolled out the door, hoping that Ren's character would drink Root Beer or Coke being an American and not juice.
As she closed the door behind her, she back tracked to where they first meet the crew, remembering a vending machine situated on the wall somewhere close.
"Hmmmm...what should I get a Coke or Root beer or maybe a Dr. Pepper." After a short deliberation she settled on Coke and an apple juice for herself. She put in the money and bent to retrieve her drinks completely unaware of the sight she made.
Meanwhile, wandering down the hall was Murasame, past gang leader turned actor, if anyone knew they'd call him a perfect J-drama character and laugh in his face.
"Wow, that Cain actor was something else even I could feel the evil intent rolling off him" he thought "but who does he think he is looking down on us like that. And his sister... is that how all American girls dress?" An image of Setsu unbidingly appeared in his mind and as he rose his head he almost jumped back in surprise.
There before him stood Setsu, bending forward, her short leather skirt hiking up even further than it was before, her hair falling forward off her shoulder as she reached for something in the vending machine.
She was hot, he thought although the clothes was totally rocker chic, he could get used to that. He strode forward and greeted her as casually as he could, "Hello Setsu-chan, I'm Murasame nice to meet you" and he gave his most friendly beaming smile possible. 'Play it cool', he told himself.
Setsu stood up at the sound of someone calling her name. 'Oh no its Murasame!' her inner Kyoko said. 'Keep to you character Kyoko, Setsu does not know him, ask him what he wants?'
Tilting her head to the side, as if trying to remember if she'd seen him before asked as politely as Setsu knew how "Yes, Can I help you?" But it sounded kind of dry to Murasame. "I'm acting opposite your brother, you guys are new here aren't you...from the states I hear." he stopped waiting for her to reply. "Yeah" was all she said not bothering to even look at him, her head bent still studying the drinks she selected.
"Maybe sometime I can show you around Japan, maybe tomorrow...". His voice trailed off as Cain Heel himself came up to her, her face immediately lit up like a child with a new toy. "Cain-nii san...sorry I took so long...this guy held me back." she spoke in English. His hell bent gaze immediately landed on Murasame.
He automatically took I step back and then stopped himself. 'Why the hell am I shifting back? I was the leader of the Red dragons, the most feared gang leader in Japan... I can take him, since when did I become such a wimp.' Forcing himself to move forward again he said, "You must be Cain Heel, the new American actor."
Cain meanwhile had absolutely no intention of be friendly with this guy who was hitting on his sister (neither did Ren-san at that), he glared at Murasame, the lord of darkness totally dominated and with just one word, "f$# off!" Turned and left with Setsu close at his heels.
Poor Murasame was frozen wondering what lead to the instant enmity between the two. "I've never seen him in my life what's his problem," "And why am I whispering to myself? Why the hell am I not moving, I'm stuck! And where the hell are these Goosebumps coming from!"
Murasame gradually regained control of his body and instantly sweat dropped after remembering the killer intent radiating off Cain Heel's body and the look of his eyes that only one whose hands were stained with blood would have. Slowly he turned and walked back to his dressing room in a daze where his stylist awaited to ready him for the next shoot. She started after seeing his face pale white "Are you ok Murasame san, are you ill?" Her voice broke him out of his little trance and he endeavored to act a little more normally. He smiled at her and said "I'm fine. Nothing to worry about Reina!" At seeing his usual cheerfulness return she returned to her job.
Meanwhile inner Kyoko was wondering, "Hmmm would Cain Heel react that harshly to a situation like that...he did over react didn't he." "No! How can I even be thinking that? Ren- San is the greatest actor in the world. How can I ever understand his acting!"
And with that she gazed up at Cain Heel from the back, (*_*), star struck with wonder at the character that he created. Kyoko shone through for a moment all googlly eyed with admiration. What an amazing actor Tsuruga-san!
And then she snapped back to her determined Kyoko inner self.
'I must work harder to be able to act alongside him!'
And with that she silently nodded to herself.
Ren was surprised at his own reaction, that was a little over the top, he thought to himself, but i just hate that guy, it had nothing to do with Kyoko. Or that's what he told himself.
The practice session was to begin that same evening; the scene consisted of Cain as BJ and Murasame's character having a showdown, a fight between gangsters. Kyoko lounged against a wall carefully observing her brother as he was told the various fight sequences that must be done between himself and Murasame. It was quite simple Kyoko thought. Murasame was the leader of the rival gang; Cain's gang was to face off with. It consisted of a few simple sequences, a couple punches on one side, and dodges on the other, lunges from Cain with the knife prop which Murasame would dodge as well...and the two leaders were supposed to appear equal in battle. Skills not fully on display just yet. That's what the script called for.
The scene began, Cain just stood there staring with his ominous self and punk ass expression on his face that could tell anyone it was directed at "eat shit!" But at the moment that gaze was directed promptly at Murasame. The entire cast just stared; this was not how the scene was supposed to go. What was going on?
Suddenly Kyoko noticed the air began to sizzle even more around them and the atmosphere became thick and suffocating. There was anger and contempt somewhere, her little kyoko devils were basking in its hellish warmth and they were directed at Murasame. Then she noticed his entire expression and entire countenance change, right before her eyes the actor Murasame changed completely into his real life gangster leader mode and his intent was to kill.
Not long before this realization formed in her head that Murasame lunged at Cain, his hand clenched in a fist and he swung a right hook that was obviously not fake or rehearsed. As Kyoko stared on in part confusion, awe and horror. Cain dodged the blow easily, quickly twisting his upper body to the side to avoid the punch, his long cloak swiping behind him unable to catch up with his speed.
Murasame sensed this, and sent a low sweep kick directed at his leg, he crouched low on the ground and swept, after turning a 360 did he realize Cain was not there but directly in the air above him. He had dodged his attack again!
Cain back flipped away from Murasame and landed a few meters opposite him, his knife prop still clutched menacingly in his right hand. Cain's hair fell in disheveled bangs about his face, his eyes narrowed at the bold move Murasame just made and then his expression changed. A menacing smirk spread across his face and he momentarily became a person even Kyoko did not recognize. The demon lord emerged intent on enjoying the fight and the challenge.
At the same time, Murasame taken off guard by Cain's fighting talent became even more determined to kick his ass. "I was the leader of the Red Dragons for crying out loud, I must be getting soft."
He soon became aware as Cain advanced at him with incredible speed, his body coiled in preparation for the impact and his fists clenched in front of him ready to disarm, the knife he assumed Cain intended to use in his right hand. He watched him close in on him, he seemed to stumble half way there but he regained himself and hurtled toward Murasame.
He grabbed Cain's right arm when it swung in a wide arch toward his neck and suddenly in that brief second did he realize, it's not there...the other hand!
He was seriously screwed and it was gonna hurt like hell prop or not...but the pain never came...
A resounding "CUT" peeled through the air snapping him out of his haze. Everyone turned to see the director, still white faced, staring at them, "That was not rehearsed but it was excellent and so real! An Excellant job guy...That's a wrap, you can take a break now." That was the only thing that seemed to return things to slight normalcy because to Kyoko, the entire scene was a real fight and everyone else also felt it...That was no acting.
Cain walked off the stage leaving a still stunned Murasame standing on the set. Setsu, like always following close behind.
Murasame was replaying the scene; he could still feel the cool fake blade and its pointed tip at his side. If this was real he would have been dead, no doubt. "What the hell made him act like that, how was he so stupid to attack him...it's just he never liked being looked down on and at the beginning, the shit eating look Cain gave him made him feel like a little 14 year old skinny punk again. The little boy people used to beat up on until he grew into a man and decided not to take any more of their shit again, he'd vowed to never take that kindda crap anymore, so nobody would ever look down on him...
And Cain was definitely an expert fighter... to be able to dodge that quickly and he was sure he saw the knife in his right hand before he lunged. "Could it be he switched to his left, but I saw nothing, did he have another prop up his sleeve...no can't be it...wait that stumble...he did that on purpose and then switched hands. He's definitly a street fighter to pull something like that off...Who is this guy...?
Murasame's body was still in shock although his mind was recovered. He was shaking all over when he came off the stage an had to sit before he embarrased himself and fell over...'I am getting soft' was his final thought as the crew brough refreshments and interrogated him for the improptue scene change.
This is my very first attempt at writing a fiction...as u can see alot of this is from the manga but still tell me what you think.