Summary:
AU. In a bizarre twisted future where gangs and the Mafia rule the city. Hitomi Kanzaki happens to get herself caught into this world when she finds herself taken by Folken Strategos, leader of the Black Dragon, the merciless mafia boss. Dark secrets, lust and sinful desire and dangerous foes rolled into one tale, heading down the darkest pits of the underworld. Folken/Hitomi

Sin City…

Home to thousands of chain gangs, drug addicts, hookers and prostitutes that roam the streets at night, murderers and rapists sulking in the darkest corner where no brave soul ever dare enter unless to be taken into its dark folds and join the legion of the underworld itself.

No one can survive its terrible clutches, its' drugs and sex like an addicting poison that once you taken a taste of the deadly toxin, there was no going back. You can never get enough and soon find yourself lost in the deepest abyss, unable to reach out and save your pitiful soul before it's too late.

Forgetting everything and taking a new road and keep on falling further and further until the next time someone see you, they find you dead, your body lying on the ground, caked with blood and piss, no one giving a damn about you anymore, letting your corpse to fester and rot or you already have as a hollow shell of the former being you were.

You're dead all right, plain and simple, no other words to describe it, don't want it any easier way with no one caring, feeling unwanted and unloved, your fate as cruel and you lose the gamble when you rolled a pair of dice and lost it all big time. That's the price you pay when you get consume by this sinful metropolis of our world.

And that just only half of what I told you, the rest is up to you if you are willing to listen.

If you do then welcome to my life…

Forever Sins

Of

Broken Angels

Hitomi was sitting in the living room, counting off the checks and adding the number of charges together of this month that laid scattered over the scruff up coffee table, stacking debt after debt of credit card usage and money spend that seem endless.

So many bills to pay and with so little money, yep this was peachy, just fucking peachy.

She knew that this wasn't going to be easy and hate to break the bad news to Mamoru when he came home, telling him it would be another month of ice-cold showers and candle lighting because they were low on money again and needed to save up once more to pay everything until then.

Her brother, Mamoru was seventeen, turning eighteen in three months time while she was nearing her twentieth birthday in February. They had been close, off and on when they were young in their own special way until their parents died in an accident and had to rely on one another when send packing to an orphanage and refusing to part without having someone adopt them both, sticking together like glue and Hitomi swearing to protect him at all cost.

By the time she had turn eighteen and manage to scrap up a job with decent pay and find a reasonable yet cheap lodging and took her brother with her and hope to start off fresh, a new beginning just for the two of them.

Hitomi struggle between school and raising Mamoru with enough money to get a fine education and graduated high school and possible onto college if she saved her earnings and wait to inherit what her parents left for them on her twenty-third birthday, splitting fifty-fifty but would hold onto Mamoru's share until he had finished school as well.

But problems ensue when she found out that he had started causing trouble, doing drugs and selling illegal to minors, almost dropping out during freshman year and got expelled in his sophomore for starting a fight with other students, a few with bloody broken noses and twisted arms, one had to be send to the hospital for being nearly choke to death by his own hands.

This had never been like him before; he had always been a sweet and considerate kid when they had grown up together.

Sure, there had been a few that picked on him because he had been small and weak-looking and she had always been the one to get rid of the jerks, giving out a black eye and making threats until they stopped bullying them. She was the older sibling and it had been her duty to protect her little brother.

With what she witness, the change in her brother and as hard as she tried to help him, her efforts prove futile as he refused her attempts and always go off on his own, saying he could take care of himself by his own means, that he didn't need her babying him all the time. He would be gone for hours and then returns in the late evening, asleep on the moth eaten couch and pulled a blanket that lied at his feet and tuck him in before showering and going to bed herself.

Even as of today, they still lived in their dingy apartment with the lowest rent to come by, Hitomi taking two jobs to support them with the little money she earn, working at a restaurant and the other she didn't want to dare think too much on as it was too much to bear.

Those long nights at the club, having to go on the catwalk with the other girls, all older or younger than she that remove their clothes and swung around the poles and men calling out to them, begging to drop their tops.

It made her so dirty, the way she had to and allowing these leeches to ogle and drool over her half clad body. It disgusted her to no end the way those horny perverts wanted to cop her breasts and slap her rear like it had an invisible sign on her that said, 'Please give me a squeeze here and a pinch there right on the ass.'

She was thankful for the bar's number one rule that kept them at bay, 'Look don't touch' but that didn't stop their constant pursuit, sometimes slipping their business cards and phone numbers along with the dollars down her underwear and shudder inside at their leering lustful gaze as they tried to see more than what she show and had their dirty thoughts running in their sick twisted minds.

She always tore those apart and flushes them down the drainage system, sometimes tempted to throw their 'filthy cash' into the sewage. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't bring herself to when she thought of the sake of her brother and how much they needed this money more than anything in their lives.

She had to scrub herself to rid the unnoticeable grime that was on her skin after work every evening when she got home, still smelling the smoke and wanton sex on her and feeling unclean, no matter the number of times she washed and rub her skin until it was pink and burning raw with her constant method to scour the filth off.

Hitomi sigh, running a hand through her hair while making calculating inside her head, deducting the money they had and what was probably left in their account before her pager started making an annoying digital ringing sound that interrupt her train of thought.

Oh what now, who could that be paging right now? She pushed the papers aside, searching for where it was underneath all the mess of credit card bills and junk and found it, picking it up by its key chain and read what flashed across the screen, 'Mamoru'.

Great what does he want? Probably needs me to bail him out of another of his sticky situations with one of his so-called 'friends'. Doesn't he ever learn that they're going to lead to only trouble, when's he going to see that? No matter how many times she told him this, he does the exact opposite and she was the one who had to save his sorry ass, losing count on how many times she did but felt it was almost infinity every time she called and he asked for her to 'help'.

She picked up her cell and fast dial her brother's number, it ring once, twice then heard the line come on as he answer and before he had a chance to speak, "All right Mamoru what did you do this time?"

And don't start giving me any of your bullshit, I know you better than you to just give a call and say hello and ask how was my day. That was the silent message she sent out for him to get the picture across the line. She heard him taken surprised by her tone though he wouldn't have really as she must have been in a bitchy mood when he paged her as he tried to find the right words so not to have his sister blow up in his ear.

"What no friendly greeting for your dearly beloved brother sis?" She stayed silent, knowing that wasn't why he called and both knew it so he might as well cut the chit-chat for some other time and get down to what he wanted, "Ok, you got me, Tomi, listen can you pick me up at that Japanese restaurant, you know the one down the corner of whatever that name is, the one that always serve that raw crap you like. I kinda got myself into another predicament."

She rolled her eyes, obvious what else was there for him to do but get himself into trouble. "What is it those guys again from before? Mamoru I told you to stop hanging with those assholes!" He had made some bad business down some of those areas before and always got himself into the worst kind of trouble.

The last time that happened, he had both his legs broken and couldn't move from the couch for three whole weeks, having to deal with his constant complaints and bitching about laying on his ass there, doing nothing before she went off to work and came home after when he finally got exhausted by his rants.

"Um that's not them exactly, see it's something much different." She stood up and walking over to grab the keys hanging from the nail by the side of the front door. The way he said it made her suspicious, knowing that this didn't sound good. Nothing he did ever was but somehow she thought she sense that there that he was holding more than he intended to let her know on the phone. "How different are we talking about, what's going on? What kind of trouble did you get yourself into?"

Suddenly she heard noises in the background, someone shouting and then Mamoru cursing under his breath, "Look just get here ok. My life depends on it! Shit they're here!" And the line dropped dead and Hitomi wasting not another second, rush out of the apartment, locking the door in haste and heading for her beat up station wagon and driving beyond the speed limit, not caring if a cop tried to stop her but that wasn't likely to happened and they had far more problems to worry about than a speeding teen going like the devil was hot on their tail.

Something, her instincts most likely were telling her Mamoru had manage to find himself into a shitload of trouble and hope that she would be able to get there before he might be digging himself into a grave six feet under by whatever people he now messed with.

If only she knew how deep he gotten himself into…

She made within less than a minute and saw her brother cornered by a group dressed from head to toe in blue-black leather, two guys held him up by the arms, restraining him of any struggle as they surrounded him. One of them approach within the circle, he had short silver hair and was wearing a black and crimson attire, their leader she had to guess, and was now using Mamoru as a punching bag, portraying both fists against him.

"Thought you could get away huh?" A hit to his face with his left fist, making Mamoru turn his head to one side while the leader continue, "You actually believed you'd actually get out of it scotch-free without having to face our wrath, did ja?" A upper cut with his other hand, his fist made contact with his nose, hearing the crunch as it broke through the sinus cavity and blood gush out and drench the front of his shirt to a dark red, the leader grabbing hold of his hair and pulling his head back to look him in the eyes.

"Well you were off by a long shot asshole!" He drew his fist, ready to give him another smacking, his men shouting encouragement to their leader to do it, "Yeah do it boss! Show him Dilandau! Teach this asshole a lesson!"

Didn't waste another moment to spare, "What the hell are you guys doing to my brother you bastard!" They turn around to see her and Hitomi came rushing over, pushing and shoving pass them and hurried to Mamoru as the two released him and he slid to the ground. He whimpered in pain as Hitomi went to check his face, covered in black and blue bruises, one shining to his left eye, a slightly swollen lip and his nose likely to be broken the rest of his life, if he make it out of this.

She glared at the bastard who had been doing this to her brother, "Just who do you think you are anyways, how dare you try and pulverize him like that!" She saw that he was around her brother's age, maybe a year or two older, his face would have been consider handsome for his boyish looks if it wasn't for two things that made her plainly dislike him more the moment she set eyes on him.

A long jagged scar was on his right cheek and the bloodthirsty look in his blood red eyes blazing with maniacal glee. The leader, thinking she was nothing but a stupid tramp that couldn't keep her nose from minding their business but when she didn't back down from his gaze, he decided he should tell her who she was exactly dealing with.

"He had it coming to him, after what he tried to do. And we're only doing our job." He rolled up one of his sleeves and showed her a dark menacing tattoo, a black serpent dragon, twisting around his forearm. "We, the Ryuugekitai, had come to collect and this asswipe you call a brother decides not to pay up, so we take it through the only other way we see fit, just to give him a fair lesson not to mess with us in the near future."

Hitomi's eyes widen as realization hit in as she stared at the marking on the guy's arm, turning to see others with their sleeves pulled back and revealing the mark they bear then to her brother, hoping what they were saying wasn't true but saw his eyes downcast and knew that it all made sense and had to bite her tongue from groaning out loud with what just happened.

Oh Mamoru, this was worst than she had expected him to do.

The Ryuugekitai were the most notorious underhanded minions of the Black Dragon, the most fearful and dangerous gang ever to rule this city. There had been two dragons, the white and the black; the white had rebelled and fought against the black, struggling for the underworld empire and take its territory.

The Black Dragon had divine and conquered, the white had lost miserably, along with their powerful leader and surrender as the Black Dragon now took full control over everything, using the Ryuugekitai to take care of business with people that had to pay or in otherwise different manner when needing to get the message through.

And with a debt as her brother could possible have, he might as well have sign his soul over to the devil himself in blood.

Rumors of the Black Dragon's leader, Strategos, the former right hand man of the previous leader before he passed on, that he was the most ruthless and merciless ruler of all to come into power since the days of Donkirk and Zaibach.

If gossip served correct, then her brother had really screwed himself big time and there seem no way for her to get him out of this jam. She stared at the teen before her, asking with a tremor in her voice, trying to keep her nerves steady and steel herself for the worst. "H-how much does my brother owes you?"

The guy smirked, "I'm glad you ask that? Maybe it's time to see what your worthless brother gotten himself in." He turn to a boy with a bowl cut, "Oy Chesta, tell this lady here how fucked up her brother is?" The boy, Chesta did, rounding the numbers and carrying the added numerals before getting the total, "Fifty thousand if the total is added correctly sir."

Hitomi's jaw slacked open and if it could, it would have fell and hit the ground with what she heard.

Fifty grand! How in the world, she looked to her brother who seem pitiful with blood and snot coming out of his nose and didn't look to his sister's aghast face, making every statement said true. That much money and where did it go, she could only guess a few with what her brother did with that dough instead of helping her out with their own troubles.

Gambling, drugs, booze, hookers, spending every last cent and not letting her know about it, she kept in the dark until these guys came to collect their payment and didn't even make a dent to nearly a thousands to pay half what was owed. She now saw that they were really in a tighter spot than they originally had.

There was no way possible to pay off that huge debt without having to slave over for a few years to get it done. She turn her attention back to the leader, hoping to find some way to compromise a deal between them. God, there must be a way…

"Look, what if I manage to pay off my brother's debt, I mean there must be some way I could, we don't have that much money and I barely make enough as it is to support us. Please I know I'm asking this much but—"

"Shut up woman! Look the stupid dickhead got himself into this shit and will be shit when I'm through with him, so get out of my way unless you want to get what he has coming and trust me, I won't hold back because you're a bitch!" Hitomi didn't move and the guy's bloodshot eyes turn a darker shade of red and he was about ready to give this woman a taste of the Ryuugekitai's wrath.

Hitomi braced herself for the impact but it didn't happen as they heard someone's cell ringing and realized it was the leader's own. He stood there, frozen with his fist clutch in front of her face, his cell continue to ring and everyone frozen still not aware whether to move or even breath if to only to listen to that constant sound.

Hitomi look to him, thanking whatever god for this small interruption, "Aren't you going to answer that?" The guy glared at her then pulled his fist back and took out his cell from his jeans, flipped it open and walked away but the rest of the Ryuugekitai circled around the two as if to keep Hitomi and her brother from making any attempts to escape. She watched the leader from the side talking in the phone, loud enough for her to catch bits of their conversation in the interaction.

"Yeah we got the jackass but this stupid bitch got in the way, saying she'll pay it off, not like she has anything on her except…look let me take care of this Strategos, it's no problem really..." He stopped and listened for a short moment and then heard him exploded, shouting into the speaker, "WHAT? ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME!"

He didn't say anything as the man on the other line talk to him and the guy's 'But Strategos!' and then, "Fine whatever." And hung up, putting the cell into his back pocket. He turn around, Hitomi seeing he was pissed off with whatever Strategos had order for him as he walked towards them, everyone waiting for his orders.

"Guimel get the limo, Gatty, Viole, head back to headquarters and inform Strategos will be there in a few minutes. There's been a change of plans." He then turn his fury to Hitomi who tried not to squirm under his dark glare while he made to grab her arm, "And as for you, you're coming with us!"

Hitomi who was still in a shocked state before the message got through to her brain and shouted, "WHAT? What do you mean, I'm fucking coming with you, there's no way I'm gonna be going anywhere with the likes of you, you slimy, no good excuse asshole, you son-of-a—" He covered her mouth with his one hand and squeezing her cheeks so tightly and puckering her lips as he held her close to his and stared peeved into her eyes with fire burning fiery in his gaze.

"Now you listen here bitch, I don't like it as much as you do but apparently, the boss said that he'll be willing to make some 'proposition' for you, to pay your dumb fuck up brother's debt, so unless you want to spend your meager saving on getting a tiny crate for his body to be buried, I suggest you come with me and stay the fucking hell quiet!"

He held her face still, threatening to break her jaw if she refuse and she kept her tongue from shooting off when she glance behind her to see her brother shaking with uncontrollable fear and knowing that this wasn't by any other choice but to do as they said.

She stayed motionless before she felt him let go and allowed her to fall on her knees just as a black limo pulled up and one of the men, Gatti opened the door, "Dilandau, sir ready to go?"

"Yeah yeah, hey bitch get on your fucking feet and get your ass in the blast car now!" Hitomi struggled to stand up before fumbling inside her pocket and pulling out the set of keys and handing them to Mamoru. "Here, you better take these and get home."

Mamoru was startled and realizing what was happening and for the first time cry, letting his tears fall freely as he made a feebly attempt to stop her but Dilandau having enough, grab hold of her arm and dragged her inside the vehicle. The door shutting in her face and she watched as they pulled out of there, her brother still lying where he was just as the rain began to pour down on that woeful night.

What have I gotten myself into…?