Prologue

1957

The year was 1957.

Twelve years since the end of World War II.

Fifteen years since Yukiko Kurosawa had been imprisoned and

Twenty-three years since she had discovered she was a Mutant.

Yukiko was now thirty-one years old.

The Humans called her Raiju, The Thunder Beast.

Her mutation was one of a more physical aspect. Ridiculously long white hair cascaded down past her hips, eyes like liquid gold reflected even in the darkness of her cell, elongated fangs glistened whenever she bared them in a threatening manner at anyone who got too close, large white ears flickered atop her head, a tail which swished dangerously behind her in a menacing manner and claws which threatened to carve the humans who held her captive for so many years.

Yukiko Kurosawa had spent fifteen years incarcerated in this underground facility. Her crime was merely that she existed. Her existence condemned her to this life of torture and it left her battered, bruised, and bloody. Her wrist held by chains dangling from the ceiling to prevent her from reaching anyone that was unfortunate enough to be sent to her cage. Her ankles chained to the floor to keep her from moving more than necessary. Her bare flesh was exposed to any prying eyes, discarded long ago by the guards who were in charge of punishing the 'freak of nature' as they often chose to call her. Her pale skin was littered in scars, some faded with time and other fresh, still covered in her blood.

Yukiko had lost all track of time being kept away from any link to the world outside but as she dangles in the darkness she began to realize that it had been quite a bit of time since the guards had come through to torment her, not that she was complaining about the peace it just seemed odd. In fact, It had been a little too quiet for her liking. She could normally hear all the little things from her cell. Guards walking from several floors above her, keyboards clicking one letter at a time, paperwork being shuffled but now she couldn't hear anything.

Her gold eyes fluttered shut as she strained to listen for anything when suddenly an explosion rattled the foundation of the prison in which she was detained and her eyes shot back open as she tugged at her bindings. If something was going on, maybe she could make an escape. The guards would probably leave her here to die anyway. Her ears laid flat against her skull as another explosion shook through the compound as the fur on her tail stood on end, fluffing with her pulsing adrenaline. The chains rattled the harder that Yukiko pulled but they would not give to her pathetic display of jerking and pulling, unlike her these chains had been well maintained in the last fifteen years.

Silence.

Yukiko's ears twitched when she notice the world around her had grown silent. She tilted her head to the side, ears twitching to locate anything unusual. She could hear footsteps now but not half as many as were normal and the smell of smoke was irritating her sensitive nose. What was going on around here?

A sound.

Her ears perked up at the sound of a subtle pop and a new scent made itself present to her keen nose. Another pop and Yukiko found herself face to face with the devil. She observed him with a curious glance. He had red skin, she could see it clearly even in the darkness, Blue eyes probably the brightest she had ever seen in her life and tail flicked menacingly behind him. Normally Yukiko would be growling at whoever dared to enter her cage but this time she remained silent. She felt no fear nor animosity towards the strange male who had appeared in front of her suddenly. He stepped forward and Yukiko tensed when he reached out to touch her face. Out of habit, Yukiko let out a soft growl though she did not bare her fangs at the man just yet. His hand dropped down as he gripped her shoulder tightly as she felt a jerking motion. Her stomach dropped as she clenched her eyes shut, a wave of nausea causing her to fall to the floor with a grunt of disapproval.

"Yukiko Kurosawa," A voice spoke with intrigue as a hand dropped to her line of vision and her head jerked up to meet a sinister gaze, "I'm Sebastian Shaw and I have a proposition for you..."