Hi you know how in Durarara! Everyone is pretty accepting to supernatural creatures, in the whole naritaverse actually? Well in this one society is not at all like that and is rather hostile towards supernatural creatures. Let me know what you think!:) Also I will not describe characters unless they are OCs since I'm assuming if you looked for Durarara! Fanfiction you know what the characters look like. Kida will usually either wear the leatherjacket outfit they showed back in season minus yellow thingy and just his earrings no other jewelry or his white hoodie outfit unless it's otherwise specified. By the way I'm slapping on names on the color gangs shown in the anime since the green and red are never named.

Masaomi Kida walked along the sidewalk looking ahead yet at nothing. The day was a little grey, not much sunshine. The 14 year old teen stuck to his route which was always the same. Today he had pulled into Ikebukuro on a train ride. The first task on his route entailed finding an apartment. He didn't like hotels. Too many people, too many questions. He didn't know the city yet but with every step he took he made himself a map in his mind which would be forgotten in a couple of days when he'd move to another place again and the same routine repeated again. Find a shabby, less populated apartment area, pick up jobs, finish them, cut off all contacts, get out. He made no eye contact with anyone; it could strike up conversation, conversation led to ties, ties to people more than the jobs led to danger of being caught. He cursed his own legs as he felt them stopping when they shouldn't. A crowd had gathered around a store. Pet store to be specific. Except it didn't have soft kittens and puppies out the front for its promotion today. It had 'monsters' out locked away, being ogled at, each hoping if they got bought at least by a good person. People were bidding, shouting, talking. The store owner babbled away and Masaomi could slap himself for turning and looking on with the others. He felt himself sneer but quickly changed to an indifferent mask. He had to get out before the 'monster' aka supernatural creatures would look at him or even worse start a ruckus. Those poor suckers had lost their freedom. Society was cruel. No one accepted supernatural beings nowadays and those few that did were kept on a close watch by the rest of society. When people learned how to fight and defend themselves against the monsters they didn't understand, they learned to understand their abilities. Started keeping records. When just keeping them away from society wasn't enough people realized if you knew how to do it, it was simple, just hunting or killing supernatural wasn't enough. 'Monster' got slapped on the name. A monster wasn't a person to society; they had as many rights as a pet dog. Maybe the dog had even more rights. Society started to catch them and sell them as pets and slaves. Thos unfit as pets would end up as lab rats. It became all the rage and only very few supernatural beings had their freedom dwindling with every day. It wasn't easy. Going into civilization was risky they knew how to smoke them out. What to look for and then how to catch them. Even living out in the wilderness didn't bring peace. People go out there and hunt them down in the wild. Only very rare and careful ones where information about was little had a chance at freedom. But about every monster had been charted. Masaomi in a sense was lucky yet unlucky at the same time. As a Nighthowler there was only one of him, himself. None had been caught and almost nothing was known, but that also made him rarer, more valuable. The only things known to society was that Nighthowler could raise the moon and night with a howl any time they pleased, that they are rumored to reign over the night and that conjuring up fog was a common thing for them to do and it was regarded rather dubiously to the point that people thought that that myth might not be true. In daytime, Kida looked like any other person making it easy to blend in. Night was a more heated matter and he handled it by finding a scarcely populated place, locking the door at night, close any curtains and check for security cameras before he picked a place. "Hey that vampire girl looks cute, doesn't she? But I hear she's only a quarter vampire or something, I was looking for a full fledged one." A man said to Kida. Kida wanted to punch the man, no, everyone here but he simply ignored the man and continued on his route. The man raised eyebrow after him but quickly got back to his bidding. Masaomi took out his phone and checked for messages. 'None yet, huh? Fine by me, I need to find an apartment.' He flipped his phone shut again and his mind wandered to his past again. It was kind of nice; he sort of had a family there. Furry one, but one that loved him. Even though the teen was with his mind somewhere else, his guard was up taking in every detail. He had no friends which was the way he kept it, but he did have enemies. His parents had pretty much abandoned him after he could walk. Lucky for him, his Nighthowler inside didn't come out until a day after his parents took off and he'd run into the forest outside the village to cry his heart out. The same afternoon, he had bumped into a wolf that had bitten him, another reason to cry about a rather shitty day. The animal raced off as soon as it had bitten him and Kida had never seen it again. Fine by him since he really would just want to punch it anyway and yell a few choice words. He cried for a few hours and the sun was started to go down when he considered going back to the village only to find himself unwilling. It was gut instinct and since nothing was left back there for him anyway he stayed just to see what his gut had warned him about. The shock came quick as soon as the night crawled out Kida freaked finding himself as wolf puppy. His only thought was that he was a 'monster' and if he was to be found out it was over. Masaomi needed a good hour or so to calm down and think things through. He wouldn't go back to the village, that's for sure. He tried out his keen sense of smell and hearing. Stumbling further into the forest, the pup became more bold trying out the fog having figured out and just knew by now that he was a Nighthowler out of instinct. It was hard to not spread far at first but he got the hang of it fast. Unsure of the next step, Kida wandered the forest on his own, some of the hardest and miserable days of his life. He found himself hunting but never able to kill. He would hunt and catch the rabbit but when it looked at him with pleading eyes, he let it go. His nightly wolf body didn't change that at all. Needing to eat and wanting to survive the young Nighthowler looked for carcasses. At first he vomited eating raw meat, it was disgusting. He still did to this day but back then he taught himself to keep it down to survive. Week, months almost a year passed of sleeping in a cave at daytime and searching for carcasses at night before he was found by a pack of wolves at night. The alpha mother currently with pups took a liking to him. As a wolf Kida could communicate with animals and although the wolf mother knew he wasn't any normal wolf, she still took him in. He was hesitant at first but months passed and Masaomi found himself thinking of the wolves as his family. They taught him how to better survive in the wild, told him stories about people and their way and their own, and gave him love something he hadn't received enough. Years passed and Kida was an expert at hiding his true identity and living with the wolves. One day the mother wolf had told him about how humans 'burn' their food, so Kida had made a fire and tried it out. Unfortunately with no guidance, he literally burned meat a few times before he slowly became better much to the wolves' annoyance finding his need to not eat raw meat ridiculous. Eventually he came with up a plan at the age of ten. After a few risky incidents where he'd almost been caught, Kida decided the exact opposite of what every other supernatural did. Go into society. The wolves didn't like the plan but supported him anyway seeing him as one of their own. For two months the wolves went out to steal clothing that could fit Kida luckily causing no newspaper articles. A lot didn't fit but they managed to scrape to together a pair of shoes, a few t-shirts, three pants, some underwear and socks (they even managed to steal clean ones) and a jacket. They even pulled off some money which they referred to 'dead, colored trees that humans pass around'. After a lot of crying and getting ready, Masaomi set out to civilization in the first time for years. He had no idea what he was doing except that he made no friends and attended no school to keep his secret. He didn't know much and communication with others was awkward to say the least. The only thing he really knew was how to fight. He was good at that and eventually a direction shaped. His first fight with people happened in the first town he entered and he got jumped when he watched a race. A large motorcycle gang was holding an illegal race although the teen didn't know that. He'd squished himself into the crowd and watched in awe seeing a motor cycle for the first time in his life. Anything he had chance of remembering from his first years with his non caring parents was extremely blurry and pretty washed clinging to the memories of his wolf family. People had betted on racers and after the races some losers were in a foul mood. During the race a few people had asked Kida what a kid was doing here of all places. Intending to keep his secret and keep his background a mystery, Masaomi always answered the same thing, "Out on a stroll." And promptly turned away to avoid more conversation. Masaomi turned to an alleyway after the race to leave when five rather muscular sore losers decided to take out their anger on a child. As soon as he turned into the alleyway the men started to stalk him. Kida had kept walking although he had noticed them not even having to use his powers, his instinct and senses extremely sharp from life in the wilderness. He had always been sharp to begin with but his lifestyle had granted strength and instinct he may have never achieved with a normal life. Wrestling with wolves daily for play really build up strength and endurance. Kida walked a bit further luring the men in pretending to be oblivious while he had the widest smirk on his face. Halfway through the alleyway, Masaomi stopped and turned focusing on the men although keeping the third he picked just a little after them in mind. As soon as the boy had stopped, a man charged him, pipe raised in the air to slam it down on Kida. Kida was tall for his age but only if not a little smaller the size of the men. Masaomi stepped forward with lightning speed and slammed his fist into the man's gut sending him tumbling back and holding his stomach, pipe falling out of his hand rolling against the wall of a building.

"Heh, the brat can fight. Oh well, that will just make it more fun to beat him to a bloody pulp."

The men charged and Masaomi fought back with all his ferocity. He managed to knock out two but his strength waned. He was faster, more ferocious, feisty to no end but in the end it wasn't enough. It was five grown armed men against a child. Masaomi kicked over trash cans tripping up one of the three remaining guys panting, limping slightly. They had managed to nab him with a pipe in the leg and Masaomi didn't dodge two hard punches to his face in time, nose bleeding, cheek bruising. The men didn't look much better but they had far more energy left for fighting. Every fiber in his body wanted to give in to instinct and show his Nighthowler side. That day Kida was happy that his body listened to logic not instinct even though it was suicidal. "Ha you're growing weak kid, why don't you accept it? You're done for!"

"I don't give up."

"You're dead." As the man charged, Masaomi dodged, grabbed a pipe and took a swing at the man. Masaomi's aim wasn't perfect since he grew exhausted and the boy was in for the biggest shock of his life when the man tripped and a swing to the gut became a swing to the neck. Kida had put so much force into the hit that the pipe broke the attacker's neck killing the man. Masaomi had never killed before he'd always relied on the wolves or carcasses. Shocked, he dropped the pipe falling on his knees next to the man not knowing how to handle the situation. It felt horrible, just horrible and right there, Kida felt like running back to the forest to his wolf mother and cry into her fur having her wet licks comforting him. The other two men gaped but recovered fast. "You rat!" Taking up a pipe, one the men strode forward taking advantage of Kida's discord from the fight aiming for a killing blow to the head. Before the pipe could reach the stiff boy, a blade stopped the pipe and a punch followed knocking the guy out. Masaomi's rescuer dashed past him and took out the other guy within seconds. Kida remained frozen everything a blur in the background only three words repeating in his mind; I killed someone. It took two full minutes to stop the mantra in his head and pull back to realize that someone gently shook his shoulder and tried to talk to him. Finally realizing someone was right next to him, Kida immediately raised a fist.

The man next to him chuckled and closed his hand around the fist, "Hey easy there. I just helped you! I'm on your side, what's your name? I'm Rokujo Chikage. You can call me Rocchi little guy."

Masaomi bit his lip and sometimes he still wondered why he answered that day and simply didn't run. Kida knew his full name it was the only thing that had stuck in his mind from the time with his biological parents. Instead of giving out his full name, Masaomi simply answered with, "Kida"

"You're pretty banged up from that fight, Kida. Come on, let's get out of here and take care of those wounds okay?"

Kida pulled away but he was so freaked out to the point that he considered following Chikage and took his hand. Nowadays he liked to refer to that stunt as 'borderline stupid'. Chikage led him away from the scene and set some of gang members to get rid of the evidence while he rode back to headquarters with some of his men, Kida hoisted on the motorcycle behind him.

In base camp, Chikage led him to a couch and packed out a first aid kit giving Kida some ice to put on his badly bruised cheek. Rocchi had never in his life seen a child so confused with an ice pack. Kida didn't know what an ice pack was and eyed with suspicion and curiosity. Since it didn't seem to hurt Chikage when he touched it Masaomi grabbed it only to drop it a second after feeling the cold of the ice. Rocchi had blinked and picked it up and held out for Kida again, "You put it on your cheek; it'll help with the swelling."

The response from Kida almost made him double over and got every one of his men to look at the boy, "But it attacked me."

Rocchi stared long and hard. Did Kida just label the ice pack as an attacking enemy? Rocchi had no come back for that one so he placed the ice pack on the coffee table and gave Kida some tissue for his bleeding nose. Again, the suspicious look but this time he didn't drop it and started dabbing at the blood with it much to Rocchi's relief. "You put up quite a fight there, where did you learn to fight like that?"

Masaomi sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. He could hardly tell the man that he used to live with wolves for years even though Chikage made a friendly impression. Kida heard of what happened to supernatural beings when caught by humans and no matter how friendly Chikage was, Kida would remain secretive and rather hostile for his own safety. "I get in a lot of fights." 'It's only half a lie; I did fight with uncle a lot.'

"Well, you have to be careful some fights can be too much. But I have to admit, you're a natural."

"Really?"

"Yeah, feistiest kid I've ever seen."

Masaomi looked at the man tending his wounds, "Why are you helping me?"

"Why not?"

Kida turned his head away; he didn't have an answer that wasn't the truth.

After Chikage had finished with the wounds, one of his men had brought out food. He joined Kida in his meal and attempted conversation but the boy kept them short with dodgy responses. Any attempts to form a bond got promptly shut down. Chikage had considered asking that one question, one he got all the signs. With a sigh, he asked as Kida finished up the last bit, "Are you an orphan?"

Masaomi freaked, freezing up in his movement and eyes widening, almost chocking on his food. The boy quickly regained composure, but Chikage already had his answer the split second he broke. "I should go home."

"You can't fool me. Listen, you're hurt and I don't want you prowling about like that. You could get attacked again and maybe no one will be there to help you."

"I don't need anyone's help."

"Today tells otherwise. Here's the deal: I won't snitch but you have to stay here and give yourself time to heal and then we'll figure out what's next. Deal?" Chikage intently watched the boy for any signs of running away. His mind was spinning. The law required for every orphan to be reported but Chikage didn't exactly abide the law, so that part didn't bother him. What really nagged him is that a lot orphans' had a reason and sometimes the reason was that they weren't human. Kida looked fairly normal to him and depending since when he was an orphan and in how many fights he got, it was possible to acquire so much fighting ability at his age. The boy had similar hair if not exactly the same shade of his; it would be easy to pose as dad or relative if anyone asked.

"Fine. Deal." Masaomi sighed. He knew it wasn't going to be easy but not that hard. "But when I go to sleep I'm going to lock the door to the room and you can't come in until I come out, okay?"

"Okay, can I ask why?"

"Habit." There again. Those brisk responses laced with a warning to not go any further. Kida's eyes wandered to a clock. "Where is a room to sleep in?"

"Bedroom is down there, second door on the left. Hey the sun is hardly setting, how come you go early to bed?"

"Habit." Kida closed the door and Chikage sighed. He had a feeling he would have to get used to those responses.

"Hey boss, are we going to keep the kid around?" One of his men asked.

"At least until his bruises and limp are gone. I'm staying here tonight but you guys can go home if you want." Chikage really wasn't sure what he was doing. He didn't want to send away a wounded kid but if he took him in for a few days he'd also had to take care of him. And then there was this growing knowledge that he just liked the kid and there was a chance he'd actually grow attached. Almost a month passed and even though Rocchi was itching with curiosity he had kept the boundaries Kida set. Kida still blocked off attempts at becoming closer especially if Rocchi asked anything about his past. As he had thought, he'd become attached and didn't let the hot headed fighter go out on his own right away even after the wounds had healed rather rapidly. What Rocchi didn't know was that the wounds had healed the second Kida turned into a wolf at night that very same day they met. Masaomi had pretended to still be hurt even going as far to recreate the bruises a little less harsh and limp around. The gang leader had noticed the fast healing and mentioned it to Masaomi only to be ignored. Even with his hostile demeanor, Rocchi was sure that icy barricade was breaking because halfway through the month or so, Kida started to tell jokes sometimes. But what threw off Rocchi the most had to be how unfamiliar he was with things people regularly used. About a week after he'd picked up Kida in the alley, Rocchi had taken him to his home. His five girlfriends immediately fawned over the boy and his feisty and defiant attitude only made them coddle him more much to the kid's dismay. Kida was a fast learner and Rocchi's girlfriends taught him a lot about how to use utensils, technology and such. Non was so fond of Kida that she'd even gotten him a cell phone. At the end of the month, the incident occurred. Rocchi's gang had been attacked by another gang. It had been a small scuffle but Kida had overheard the conversation. Bored and itching for adventure, Kida had snatched his cell phone and snuck out in bright daylight using a moment where the men were busy with their motorcycles. Kida had heard almost the whole conversation so he knew where it had happened. Making sure no one looked, Kida had used his enhanced smell, eyes glowing temporarily. Once he found an unfamiliar scent, he'd tracked it down to a warehouse at the edge of town. To his delight, the small group of people from the other gang was actually at the warehouse that day and loudly chatted of what they did. Kida used a hole in the wall to peek in. Seven against one and six had some sort of weapon. Knowing how well the last brawl worked out, Masaomi came up with a plan first. Slowly he started luring the men out one by one by making noise. The first three times, they'd send one of them out to check figuring it was probably just a stray or a scared little kid poking around only needing a scare to go running. After knocking out the third, Kida made noise again but instead of sending one out again the remaining four got fed up and dashed outside. Kida used an opening on a wall and crawled in and hit the railing of a catwalk with steel again sending the four guys stampeding inside. With a pipe in hand, Kida whistled snapping everyone's attention on him. Before the poor guy could dodge, Kida had thrown the short pipe straight at the guy's face knocking him out. With the one with the gun already out and the gun hidden, Kida smirked. Three against him, easy game.

That day Kida had never seen Rocchi so pissed. Him, Non and some of his men had arrived in front of the warehouse just after Masaomi had knocked out the last guy having found the boy by tracking down his phone. Non had cried and Kida had no time to dodge the punch from Rocchi. Rocchi yelled at him while Non hugged him having been worried sick. Kida had gone straight to bed after arriving home and only later the next day the boy gave a peep from himself, apologizing. A long talk, frustration yet admitting that Kida had kicked ass pretty well and a lot of sighs later, things started back the way they used to be. But the stunt Kida pulled back then had a lasting effect. Talk started, rumors and even outside of underground circles, people started to stare Kida's way. His phone started buzzing with messages from strangers and Rocchi frequently pulled him away from other gang members or leaders approaching offering money for a job to get done. Masaomi felt bad for the trouble he caused Chikage especially after he'd been so nice when he didn't have to. About another half of a month passed and Kida had stuffed his backpack with clothes, a little food and some water and took off.

Kida had already established a plan. He'd looked up jobs back at Rocchi's but everything required a background given, education, permanent home or people skills. None of it worked for Kida. But Kida had one thing he was good at and that was fighting. In the beginning he'd take jobs from random people taking out other gangs or specific people. Although Kida didn't kill, he was growing quite a reputation in the underground circle. He used his last name as deck name. At first the taking jobs from random gangs conflicted with each other and Kida found himself the target of way too many parties. Saving up money got, he later bought himself a laptop and another phone having left the old one at Rocchi's so the man couldn't track him down again. Eventually he became so good that he was regarded legendary. He also did research before taking on a job and had a distinct way he worked laying out his rules before the client could state the job. At first people regarded him as cocky and didn't quite listen, but after a few 'lessons' people actually listened to his rules; always works alone, no questions, no talk about him, no small talk, after the job was done ties got cut. Kida also started to move to a next town or city after a few jobs never staying longer in one place than two weeks. His appearance changed too. His once brown hair got dyed blonde and he started wearing silver earrings. Since one of the rules entailed no one talking about him, no one knew what he looked like besides the current or previous clients. In the underground he was an invisible legend for hire and the only thing everyone knew was that he was exceptionally good for being so young and his deck name.

Masaomi flopped down on the bed of the small apartment he just acquired and booted up the laptop researching the city itself mainly visiting forums concerned with the latest things going on. Eventually it led to a chat room. 'Well, looks like these people talk a lot about rumors and shady stuff.' Kida quickly made a username and logged in.

Bakyura (Kida): Hi

Kanra: Hello everybody! I see a new face here!~

Taro Tanaka: Hi everyone! How is everyone today?

Setton: Hello there! I'm great today.

Taro Tanaka: Hi Bakyura, what brings you here?

Bakyura: Just new to Ikebukuro. There seem to be a lot of rumors going around.

Taro Tanaka: Hey I live in Ikebukuro too! I could show you around!

Setton: Me too!

Kanra: Sweet, we all live in Ikebukuro isn't that great!~

Bakyura: Um, I'm not so great with people actually. I'd rather not meet, no offense.

Kanra: Aw, is someone being shy?~

Setton: Hey don't pick on him. Or her.

Kanra: I'm not picking on anyone! So Bakyura, interested in rumors, hm?~

Setton: Don't believe everything Kanra says…

Taro Tanaka: Yeah, she can be a troll…

Kanra: Who's picking on who now?~ Anyway, have you heard about color gangs?

Bakyura: Is there a lot of them?

Kanra: Definitely! There are the Red Hounds, Green Thorns, Blue squares and the Dollars. The Dollars actually have no color! Well, and then there are Yakuza ties!~

Setton: Stop it, Kanra, you'll spread stupid ideas! Just stay away from all of them Bakyura.

Bakyura: Will do

Taro Tanaka: So you really don't want a tour?

5 minutes later… (Imagine the Spongebob announcer voiceXD)

Taro Tanaka: Um, Bakyura, you there?

Bakyura: Yeah, I'm here I just took out my dinner.

Masaomi actually lied there, because he didn't take out dinner. The sun started to vanish in the horizon and then he had pulled curtains shut and locked the door. After the sun completely disappeared after locking up, Masaomi instantly changed and jumped on to the bed stretching out his large wolf body. His transformation didn't change his eye color though nor did it remove the earrings on his ear. In his first transformations Kida always lost his clothes until he managed to keep them during the transformation and later stole a set from a now unhappy camper (His clothes don't show up as wolf though simply are back on when he turns back). Using his claws he continued to chat. The camera of his laptop he kept covered with tape.

Bakyura: Still don't want a tour.

Taro Tanaka: Okay.

Bakyura: Gotta go, bye everyone.

Bakyura logged off.

Taro Tanaka: Maybe Bakyura will change his/her mind…

Kanra: Looks like something is happening!~

Taro Tanaka: I have to go too. Bye everyone!

Taro Tanaka logged off.

Setton: Bye Kanra, I have to go too.

Setton logged off.

Kanra: Well, this got lonely fast…

Kanra logged off.

There's no one in the chat room.

/Well, first chapter. I think the other ones will be longer though. See ya next time!/