Hello my lovely readers! Well, it's official, the fourth and final story of the "Flirting with the Enemy" tetralogy has arrived! This story was something that I was thinking about for a while depending on how "Forward Progressions" went. Which as usual I was totally blown away by the support from all of you. Especially when I heard how much you guys really liked my OC's that I integrated into the story, aka Molly and Kaito. Then all of you were asking if I was going to make a fourth story or not, which made me feel so touched to see how much you all love what I write and wanted the story to continue. Also the fact that some of you called me one of the best authors on the site?! I'm so humbled. Again, I just have to gush with thanks again to all of you. I started writing this series on whim two years ago and you all jumped on this bandwagon and made it way more successful than I was picturing. I mean this whole series so far has come to a grand total of over 520 reviews, 124 favorites, and 130 follows… and GROWING?! Seriously, you guys are all amazing and I seriously want to thank each and every one of you so much for making this series so popular and making me smile by hearing what you all have to say. Okay, I'm done with me being long winded now, haha. This story is mainly going to be centered around Molly and Kaito as the newest generation of ninja vigilantes. But there will be some minor Leorai and of course Raphael and Mona. But I hope you like the plot and the surprises this story holds just like the others, but I'll leave all that to you to form your opinions. This story takes place a couple months after the final events of the last chapter of "Forward Progressions". Without further or do, chapter 1 of "Summation Situation". Enjoy!
(Molly's POV)
"Well, this seems like a good place to set up." I say as I smile and look around the rooftop. "I take that as, let's set up?" Kaito says with a smirk as he puts down the satchel. "You got it." I reply back with a smile as Kaito pulled out the police scanner.
Ah… this is what I've been waiting for all day.
After the first week of junior year and me still having to deal with Nick spitting spit wads at my head like an annoying, immature llama, I especially was waiting for patrol tonight.
Although during weeknights, Kaito and I usually do patrol together. Even since my 16th birthday several months back… Uncle Leo and my dad let most of the vigilanteing go to Kaito and I.
After the battle with the Shredder two years back, things started to... shift.
Ever since my dad got promoted to assistant foreman by his boss and Uncle Leo opened his dojo, they kind of took a step back. Even though it was hard for my dad to sit out of the action, but he eventually accepted that Kaito and I needed space to do this on our own now, and I think Uncle Leo realized he needed to take a step back from patrolling with the business at the dojo growing and the fact that Kaya is in the picture now… well, besides I think he also picked up that Kaito and I were ready to take over.
Although sometimes dad and Uncle Leo join us once in a while.
Also, not to sound totally cocky, but Kaito and I have been really… well, kickin' butt and takin' names. Kaito and I are a really awesome dynamic duo. Or as Kaito puts it, 'We're like superheroes... but cooler.''
Don't get me wrong Kaito and I in all reality are really like most 16 year olds, well Kaito's going to be 17 next month but that's detail. I mean, we go to high school, do homework, have jobs after school working at the dojo… it's just that by night we're ninja vigilantes.
But it's not all serious business. We hang out like teenagers usually do.
It's just that while most people our age hang out at movie theaters, arcades, or diners… Kaito and I hang out on a rooftop eating pizza, drinking sodas, and me hurling things into the air for Kaito to shoot with his yumi.
It's basically to help pass the time as we wait to hear something on our police scanner about what the gangs and rock bottom scum are doing so we can take them down and then leave it to the police, but we always leave the police their gifts and go away before they even know what happened.
Kaito and I are strict to the ninja code, don't be noticed and stay in the shadows.
"Hey Molly, rooftop full of winged rats at 3 o'clock." Kaito says as he loaded up his yumi and I looked over and smirked at I shook my head at this group of pigeons on the rooftop next to us.
Kaito hates pigeons… and I mean hates pigeons.
He's hated them ever since we patrolled together last year and we were staking out this area when heard a flock of birds flying by overhead and all of a sudden I heard, "Ugh! Are you freaking kidding me?!" That was when I burst out laughing when I turned around and saw Kaito covered from head to toe in bird crap.
It took him months to scrub it all off his uniform and armor and ever since he has black listed every pigeon that comes within eye or ear shot of him.
I watched him load up his bow and pull back.
"Want me to do the honors?" I ask with a smirk as I pick up an empty can I found on the rooftop. "The honor is all yours, cousin." He permits, focused.
I chucked the can at the pigeons and they all frantically flapped over our roof top. Then Kaito pretty much rapid fired his arrows like usual, still have to admit… Kaito's probably the best archer I've ever seen. All I saw was the aftermath of five pigeons on the roof.
I looked over and saw Kaito looking almost vindicated, almost relieved that he got that out of his system.
"Nice shooting Tametomo. You should stop by city hall and offer to do pigeon population control for the mayor as a side job for some extra cash." I say, joking around. Kaito snorted out a laugh as he said, "Oh, don't tempt me. I'd even do it for free."
We both looked at each other before cracking up.
"Speaking of tempting offers. Nick still shooting spit balls at you?" He inquires, clearly teasing me, and raising an eyebrow at me. I felt in my hair and realized I missed one that was still stuck in my hair.
"Still doesn't get it?" He teases, knowing that Nick still has some weird infatuation with me.
Okay to be honest, it's literally taking everything in me to not beat that stupid slime ball into the ground for the umpteenth time. Last week I walked out of school and I was forced to walk by Nick and I heard that immature whistle that made me want to just walk back and slap that stupid smile off his dumb face.
I scoff and respond, "Look, if I make it to graduation without killing him... it'll be a freaking miracle."
To be honest, it's not just Nick. The overall situation with the guys I go to school with hasn't changed. They're all still really annoying and immature. Kaito's pretty much the only thing my age with a Y chromosome that is actually not either immature or completely annoying.
You'd think that by 16 and 17 years old people would take things at least a little more seriously and be able to act a little more mature... but sadly it's still the status quote from before.
Hey, whatever, what else can I do but grin and bear it, right? Also to be honest, I'm not really looking for a relationship right now.
We kept waiting and so far the night seemed to be uneventful until we finally struck pay dirt opportunity… "Calling all nearby units, breaking and entering at Pratt Jeweler's on 22nd street." Kaito and I smirked and Kaito put his facial armor on over lower half of his face as we started off toward the location.
Time to bust some chops.
We hopped down and we saw large glass window of the front of the jewelry store was smashed in. Kaito and I looked at each other and nodded as we went in stealth to take these scum bags by surprise.
I looked to Kaito as I mouthed, "One… two… three." Then we pulled out our weapons as we jumped in and I started, "Surprise scum… bags?"
At that moment I felt my kama shaking in my hands before throwing them at the floor and yelling, "DAMMIT! Are you freaking kidding me?! AGAIN?!" On the ground were these two guys. Both already beaten up, unconscious, and tied up on the floor.
Then I heard one of the guys slowly waking up and groaning in pain. I'd had freaking enough of this.
I stomped over to the guy on the floor and pulled him up by his shirt, wanting to get my thoughts confirmed, as I demanded through my teeth, "Tell me who did this?" He just kept groaning and I was getting even more irritated as I threw him at the wall and pinned him there.
"Hey cool down, I think they've had enough." Kaito says, sounding just like Uncle Leo. Well, like father like son, right?
I just brushed it off as I ground out through my teeth again, "I said, tell me scumbag."
He was still barely conscious as he said these words in this order, "Fast… really... fast… h-hurt… really... hurt." Then he went under again and I threw him to the floor, completely irritated.
I was about to turn to Kaito when we saw flashing lights from the cop cars outside and we had to make a stealthy escape out back.
I immediately went up to my room after I came home from patrol, still completely irked out of my mind from just earlier with the situation at that jewelry store.
He struck again.
Throughout the whole summer Kaito and I have had this same thing happen several different times. We get a tip on the police scanner, go check the place out to give someone what they have coming to them, and then we find that someone has gotten there before us.
I pulled out my journal from my nightstand drawer.
It was within that first week that Kaito and I realized exactly what was going on. We weren't the only vigilantes anymore.
We'd just show up at places and it would be exactly like tonight at the jewelry store. Kaito and I get there and the crooks were already pacified and their bag of stolen items would be sitting on the clerk's counter.
For the next couple weeks we kept thinking it was a group that was doing it, or at least a pair like Kaito and I.
Until one night about 3 weeks ago… I flipped back to my entry as I carefully studied what I wrote about the encounter.
July 15th
We were closing in on a disturbance call that the police said sounded like a mugging in progress.
We were about to close in when we heard a disturbance in the alley below. We had our weapons in hand as we peered over the edge of the building and saw four figures below. Three looked like typical thugs, but then we saw this figure below with them who didn't seem to fit.
It appeared to be a young male, if I were to guess based on their body type. But as we kept looking and were about to join them to get in on the action, thinking the guy was the one about to get mugged... until the tables suddenly turned.
Two of the thugs tried to rush at him with their crowbar and switchblade when he dodged both of them and then drew a weapon of some kind from his back. I was really confused when I saw that it seemed to be just a standard hockey stick.
He started to use these quick, fluid, swift, and effective strikes on the thugs… well until his hockey stick broke, but then he quickly flung a nearby garbage can lid to knock out the last one.
Kaito and I glanced at each other with wide eyes as we processed what we finally found out.
We found the new vigilante.
It was hard to make him out. I tried and failed to get a look at his appearance, one it was way too dark and two he had hood on that shrouded his face, preventing me from seeing who he really was.
Which was really annoying.
But I tried to take note of his appearance. He was kind of on the tall side. Around 6 feet maybe a little less and he looked about Kaito's build, maybe slightly leaner but not by much, and he was wearing a hoodie made of athletic material.
I could tell by the way that it wasn't hanging loose on him like a usual sweat shirt that would've obstructed his movement. It was made out of the same material as Kaito and I's undershirts we suit up with during winter that we use to keep warm.
His hoodie was black but what caught my eye was the green material on the upper arms and a green strip of material running vertically down the black material of each of his forearms.
His pants looked like slightly form fitted athletic pants, also in black with black footwear of some kind and his hands looked tapped up. You could tell by the things he chose for his uniform that he dressed for agility purposes.
Form fitted clothes made you more quick and effective in your activity and prevent you from getting snagged on something in your way… and I could tell he knew that. Kaito and I were going to confront him but then we were distracted by police sirens.
By the time we looked back into the alley, the vigilante was gone.
I flipped to a new page and angrily started scribbling down our encounter with the new tool bag that's been taking away Kaito and I's unofficial job.
Look, I am not going to take this lying down and let some schwanz, while I will admit he seems resourceful and knows some moves, just waltz in and play hero. Kaito and I have been in the business of ninjutsu since we were 3 and I highly doubt this guy has that kind of training on his life resumé.
I haven't been so determined about something since I first encountered Kaito and this time is no different, actually I think I want to confront this guy even more. I will find out who this guy is and why the hell he's encroaching on the vigilante business that Kaito and I should have full reign over.
Because dammit we were here first!
But you know what? Fine… he wants to play hero, okay then. But who's to say Kaito and I won't eventually catch this rookie sooner or later. I closed up my journal and put it away and then I crawled under my covers.
Starting right now… let the games begin.
A little short I know, but I just wanted a prolouge to introduce the events of story. Looks like Kaito and Molly, especially Molly, aren't too happy about the newest vigilante butting in on their crime fighting business. The question is... who is he? Well, thanks for reading and please tell me if you'd like this continued. Have a good one!
-Dexter 1995