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All of her life, Kazumi Kiryu never strayed from the darker side of the city underground life. Ever since she was born in 1985, she had to live in fear with her family from various Yakuza clans in Japan. The death of her parents while she was in her early teens forced her to hide in the shadows; only to reappear a year later as a changed girl. Her mind focused on revenge against the Yakuza, and over time, managed to kill various patriarchs without drawing suspicion to herself, earning the nickname of 'The Dragon of Judgment.'
Alongside the Yakuza, she hunted down anyone who had resorted to a life of crime, taking out kidnappers to potential rapists. The Japanese underground, realizing that their main sources of income were being severed, had issued an all-out man hunt on the Dragon of Judgment, not knowing the identity of the individual. She knew her life was over in Japan when she made an enemy out of the Yakuza and, biding her time, boarded a plane that flew towards America, landing in the city of Stilwater.
Even though she had escaped from the hunt of the Yakuza, her new life in Stilwater wouldn't come so easily as Gang Violence coursed through the streets. Hiding away, she took witness as the gangs in the city, the Vice Kings, Westside Rollerz and Los Carnales battled for control over the districts, littering the roads with destroyed vehicles and decaying corpses. Not even the Stilwater PD could contain their violence as much as they could and, making the decision, Kazumi moved towards Saints Row.
From there, after almost losing her life to the gangs in Mission Beach, she was saved by the arrival of the 3rd Street Saints, a new street gang that wore purple that killed the last Vice King in the district. Prompt by the leader, Julius Little, she headed over to the church the Saints operated, proving to the gang that she could fight after knocking out the team. It was through the Saints that she got to meet fellow Saints Dexter 'Dex' Jackson, Johnny Gat, Troy and Lin, meeting up with them as they drove the three gangs out of Saints Row.
Afterwards, when Julius announced who would lead operations against the three gangs with his lieutenants, Kazumi went on to take the city for the Saints. With Gat, she drove his girlfriend into faking her death before taking out the Vice Kings, meeting and helping the founder Benjamin King out of a bind and ending the yellow clad forces with Tanya Winter's death. Through Dex, she learned of how the Carnales lasted for so long before taking out their operations, ruining the alliance with the Columbians and killing the Lopez family. Through Lin, she got a taste of speed as she raced through the streets, eventually ending the gang with Joseph Price's death at the cost of the Saint Lieutenant's life.
With the Saints in full control of Stilwater, Julius Little named her his main man before getting arrested, allowing her to taste the freedom the Saints gave the city. Knowing that she was in charge for a time, she gave the gang time off to enjoy life, exploring the town and seeing what it offered. She enjoyed her time of peace as it reminded her of the time she lived before her family feared the Yakuza, shedding a tear for the lives gone from her life.
However, her gang was forced into doing dirty work for Chief Monroe of the SPD, who claims he has Julius' life in his hands and forcing them to kill Marshall Winslow. Before he could announce another hit, Dex planned out the attack then ended in the corrupt cop's death, running away and getting to the shadows. She then received a call from Alderman Hughes, who invited over to his boat before announcing his plans to kill her. Before he could get the chance, the boat detonated in the waters, claiming his life and putting the Dragon in a coma.
After five years, the Dragon of Judgment would wake up, to a changed Stilwater.
"Alright… it looks like it healed nicely."
A blinding light entered the girl's eyes as she groaned from the sound, waking up to spot a nurse overlooking her for her injuries, surrounded by what looked like prison guards. She couldn't say anything as she winced from the light while the physician backed away, surprising the two men over her appearance. To them, the menace that led the Saints was thought to be a man, so to see a young Asian woman with upper back length hair and a slim body was a shock. Regardless, the shifted the thoughts away as the nurse moved away.
"Careful doc," one of the guards commented. "Your patient's dangerous. Anything else you found on our 'VIP' here?"
"I have, and you're going to be in for a surprise," the nurse answered, crossing her arms. "Months ago, while her face was still in the process of recovery, we were able to see that her body healed nicely, giving us the opportunity to remove the bandages. As we did… we noticed that she has a full back tattoo of a dragon."
"So? Many punks usually get full back tattoos to rebel against society—"
"If it was done here in Stilwater," he was interrupted, letting the nurse continue. "But the style of this girl's tattoo appeared to be Japanese, meaning that she must have had it done somewhere in Japan, long before coming to America. Only one group of people would gain ink like that there, and that's the Yakuza."
"Are you telling me that she might have been…"
"We're still unsure." Frowning, the doctor looked at the laying form of the girl in question before speaking up. "Regardless, whether or not she's Yakuza won't matter to you."
"You're right, it doesn't," the other guard finally spoke up before pointing his finger at the woman. "You got anything you want to say to the judge, you better start thinking of it now…"
"You're wasting your time," his partner calmed him down. "Let's get a hold of Troy."
With that said, the three personnel left the girl lying in the bed before exiting the infirmary, allowing her to gather her thoughts and remember who she was. She then sighed as she remembered her name as Kazumi Kiryu, and her last memory was that of her meeting with the Alderman before the yacht detonated. Breathing in and out, she tried to figure out what caused the explosion, only to shake her head as she couldn't come up with anything.
"Hey," her thoughts were disturbed when a young voice caught her attention, looking over to see a young man pull the curtain before speaking out. "Is it really you?"
"Do I know you," she asked out to him.
"My brother was in the Saints and he told me all about you. Listen, we got to get you out of here."
"Well, I'm sure if we ask nicely…"
"I know a way out."
"Oh yeah," she question before frowning, leaning forward. "Then why are you still here?"
"I heard you were in here and wanted to bust you out." All he got as an answer was her lying back down on the bed, prompting him to continue. "Look, getting out of here is a two man job and no one else would give it a try."
"You really expect me to trust someone I haven't met before," She barked out, glaring at him.
"Oh come on, I just got myself shanked so I could get a chance to talk to you. Doesn't that show I'm loyal?"
"It shows that you are dumb enough to let yourself get stabbed."
"I'm trying to help you."
"You know what I got the last time I trusted someone? Backstabbed and blown the fuck up."
"You need me."
"THE HELL I DO," she shouted out, wincing as she got up. "I got the Saints."
The young man could only laugh as he spoke out. "Yeah… sure you do."
"What's that supposed to mean."
He then looked around before continuing. "Hey, how long do you think you were out?"
"I don't know… maybe two or three weeks?"
"Look, I know you think you're a badass with a strong moral code, but do you even know where you're at," He questioned her, leaning upwards as he spoke. "Without me, you'll be wondering around the prison for hours. Even if you manage to hide from the guards that long, and if you actually figure out how to get outside these walls, you're just going to find out that you're sitting on a goddamn island." He then added one more to add injury. "And I'm pretty sure you can't outswim the coast guard."
"Damn," she cursed out, breathing heavily before looking at him. "Well, do you have a boat stashed around here?"
"No," he simply answered before smirking. "But I know where we can steal one."
She then thought about his proposal, taking in what he had said beforehand into her mind. From what the man told her, when she brought up the Saints, he made it sound like either they abandoned her or the gang fell apart, with the latter being the likely solution. She didn't abandon the hope of them staying in the city and, nodding to herself, looked to the man beside her.
"What's your name," she asked him, stunning him before speaking up. "If you're going to get me out, then I need to know who I'm trusting here."
"Oh, right," He nodded before announcing himself. "Carlos."
"Alright then, Carlos… let's get out of here."
Wincing, she slowly got off the bed before standing back up, stretching herself to relieve herself of all of the knots in her joints and regaining her strength. Seeing Carlos stand up from his own bed, she moved over to see another doctor looking over the files on the desk, not noticing the convicts on their feet. With him distracted, she quickly moved towards him before getting him in a headlock, struggling with the man before hearing the sound of the neck snapping, dropping the doctor as he collapsed onto the ground.
"Holy shit," she heard Carlos comment before he spoke up. "OK, there are two ways we can get out of here. We can sneak out of here through the rooftops, or go out through the front gates. It's your call."
Not wasting any time, Kazumi took a look around the room before moving towards one of the exits, kicking the door open and shocking two other officers. Realizing that both her and Carlos were breaking out, the cops brought out their batons before rushing towards them, intending on knocking them out and throwing them behind bars. Once they got to them, one of them lashed her weapon at the female convict, only to have the girl grab her arm before twisting it, screaming out as her weapon fell out of her hands.
The other guard was shocked to see Kazumi maneuver around his partner before getting punched in the face by Carlos, stumbling backwards before lashing his own baton at the Hispanic. Reacting quickly, the Saints' admirer grabbed the weapon before it could strike him down, struggling with the guard to prevent it from hitting his body. As they fought over it, the female cop was kicked down to the ground by the convict, and just as she was about to get up, she was knocked out as the Saint Legend stomped on her face.
Turning around, she rushed over to aid Carlos against his opponent, chopping the guard in the back of the neck and causing him to stagger. Taking the opportunity, the young man removed the baton out of the guard's hands before bashing it in the man's head. Seeing him collapse, the Hispanic began to kick the downed man in the stomach, only to feel Kazumi's hand on his shoulder and shaking her head.
"They're out, Carlos," she told him before letting go, kicking another door open before looking back. "Come on, we gotta keep going."
"Uh, right," he muttered as he delivered one more kick before heading out, following behind the girl as they made their way towards the rooftops. "So, uh… do you remember my brother?"
"I don't know," she answered, frowning as she remembers the gang. "A lot of people wore purple, and I haven't gotten around to learning their names." Jumping up, she climbed over the vents before helping Carlos up, taking the lead as she continued. "Besides, I mostly hung out with the lieutenants."
"Fair enough." Humming, he grinned as he followed the girl before speaking out. "Man, I seriously can't believe I'm breaking out with you."
"It must have been a dream come true for you then."
"What do you plan to do once we get out of here?"
"Let's hold off on that until we escape this place."
Nodding to her answer, he watched as the woman led the way through, eventually reaching outside. However, she ducked as a guard armed with an NR4 pistol patrolled the roof and, motioning for the baton in Carlos' possession, through the blunt weapon at the cop's hand, forcing him to drop the firearm. She didn't waste time to get up on top afterwards before rushing towards him, jumping into the air before landing a fist into his face, knocking him out in the process.
Carlos watched in shock as the girl grabbed the pistol off the guard before gazing to the right, going wide eyed as another guard took notice of Kazumi before bringing out his shotgun. However, Kazumi took notice of him as well and, as the cop aimed at her, she quickly drew the pistol before taking the shot, seeing the bullet impact his head followed by the body collapsing on the ground. She then reloaded the pistol as Carlos got up, running over to pick up the gun before using it to kill another guard. Looking back, he was met with a deadpanned expression on Kazumi's face.
"Uh, it was either that, or have him shoot you," he reasoned with her, only for her to shake her head. "What?"
"They'll know we're out now," she pointed out as she continued her pace just as the alarms blared to life. "See?"
"Sorry, I was trying to help."
Shrugging, she walked over towards the corpse of the guard that Carlos killed, picking up another NR4 alongside the ammunition off the body. Thanks to the alarm coming to life, the police forces stationed in the prison are now aware of the two convicts and are now mobilizing to prevent their escape. Both Kazumi and the young Saint admirer heard the sound of chopper blades as police copters flew up to the skies, forcing the girl to narrow her eyes before quickening her pace.
Keeping the pistols pointed outwards, she moved through the rooftops of the prison, taking shots at any cop that came in her way. While she gunned down any officer that was far from them, Carlos took it upon himself to keep those that came near them away, bashing their faces before following it up with a shotgun blast in their chests. One cop managed to grip the gun in his hands, but just as he was about to struggle against their foe, the Saint legend quickly fired her hand gun into the cop's head, splattering the blood in the Hispanic's face as the corpse fell to the ground.
Looking over, he could spot a faint smile on the girl's face as she turned back to make her way out of the prison, prompting the young man to follow along behind her. Looking down to the ground, he noticed the cops coming out of the main gate and the garages, armed with shotguns and handguns, with a few sporting out assault rifles. While he thought it was overkill, he smirked as he knows he's with the girl that became well known in the Saints.
"Lots of guys down there with guns," he pointed out before smirking. "They don't know who they're dealing with."
"Oh, they do know," he heard her as she glanced over. "They're just idiotic to think they can handle me with larger numbers."
"Man, has anyone ever told you that you're a badass?" He then chuckled as they made their way down to the ground, ignoring the choppers as their lights shined on them. "And I told you I'd get you out of here."
"Unless we're off this island, I wouldn't say we're out of here just yet."
"Still, we came so far together."
Ignoring him, she was about to turn the corner when bullets flew passed her, making her fall back to the corner before glancing outwards. Groaning, she spotted most of the cops aiming their rifles towards their location, their fingers close to the triggers. Cursing herself, she moved her arm out to fire back, exchanging rounds with the cops as some of her shots impacted their bodies, dropping a few of the Police's numbers.
Retracting her arm back, she reloaded the NR4 before wincing in pain, looking to see that one of their rounds grazed her arm. Scoffing, she tore the top of the prison jumpsuit off before wrapping it around her waist, tearing a part of the cloth before wrapping it around the wound. As she did, Carlos gazed at her back to see that, although she wore a tank top, a dragon tattoo was visible within. Thinking back to when the cops were talking, he remembered them mentioning something about her getting the tattoo done in Japan.
Feeling his eyes on her back, Kazumi rolled her eyes as the pain subsided before lashing her arm out, firing back at more of the rifle armed guards as they returned the gesture. Shaking his head, Carlos moved till he was by her side and, taking a deep breath, got up and rushed out to the open, using his shotgun to fire at the long distance. While the pellets from his gun can't reach the range the guards were at, it proved efficient as they cops jumps out of the way regardless, allowing Kazumi to get out to the open and shoot them down with her pistols.
Scurrying off, the cops that survived the shooting out of the group ran off with their lives and as Carlos was about to give chase, his partner stopped him from pursuing, shaking her head as they were not their focus. Looking to the left, she spotted the police setting up barricades with their vehicles, believing that they could contain the two convicts. Shaking her head, she rushed towards the police blockade, exchanging fire with the cops and keeping an eye one Carlos' distance to her.
Hearing the sirens, she turned around just in time to barely avoid an approaching cop car, gritting her teeth before firing her guns at the vehicle. Unlike people, cars took more than one bullet to be dealt with; a lesson she knew first hand years ago. Regardless, she kept fire onto the vehicle until one of the bullets punctured through, injuring the driver and causing the car to move out of control before plunging into the water.
While she kept herself occupied with the cops firing back, Carlos wasted no time with highjacking one of the vehicles, hotwiring it before turning on the ignition. Smirking as he has something going for him, he drove the machine down towards the makeshift barricade, smashing it apart and knocking the cops closest to them. The force of the impact almost made the young man bump his head onto the wheel, but after looking over to his sides, he can tell that his partner smiled as he removed a roadblock to the escape, getting out of the car as she joined him.
"Nice going there kid," she complimented him, placing her hand on his shoulder. "We're almost out of here. Think you can drive the boat?"
"I can try," he answered, regaining his balance. "Just as long as you can keep the cops off of me."
"Uhh…" Motioning behind her, the sight of the police corpses on the ground met his eyes as she continued. "Am I the type of person that would allow them to touch us?"
"Good point."
"Now come on." Letting go of the shoulder, she moved towards the boat docked before gazing back at him. "The more time we waste, the more time the cops will come back."
Nodding, he followed her over towards their escape vehicle, keeping the shotgun in his hands until he jumped in. True to Kazumi's word, more prison guards began to make their way out towards them, prompting him to hurry up and turn the boat's ignition on. As he did, the girl looked at the numbers and figured whatever rounds she had wouldn't be enough to take them out, spotting a heavy machine gun before picking it up.
"OK, I got the boat controls," Carlos announced to her, starting to drive off away from the prison. "Man the gun. I'm going to get us out of here."
"You worry about your job, and let me do mine," she barked back before taking aim with the rifle, shooting down the cops that remained on the island. As she did, it didn't take long for the police to give chase as both choppers and boats appeared around them, attempting to stop the two from escaping and leaving their sights. Groaning and rolling her eyes, she adjusted her sights before opening fire on the closest helicopter, amazed as the bullets tore through it before it lost control and crashed on a nearby boat.
Shifting her aim over, she continued to open fire on her pursuers as they gave chase, taking note that the distance between them and the prison island grew farther apart. The cops didn't waste time as their passengers fired back with their pistols and rifles, though the girl scoffed as most of their bullets flew past her escape vehicle. A few of their rounds did manage to impact the railing, but they were nothing as she kept her shots lined up, destroying their boats and watching them sink into the waters.
Before she could have a chance to rest, more police vehicles appeared to replace the ones she destroyed, making her sigh in irritation before resuming fire. While she fought them off, her own boat sped past one of the bridges that connected the north and south islands of Stilwater, making the young man driving the boat smirk. Looking back, he noticed that after she took out the boats, she aimed the gun at the helicopter, taking a few shots at the cockpit before settling down as it spiraled out of control before crashing into the waves.
"Jeez, how many of them are there," she heard her partner ask out as she continued to open fire on the cops. "They really want us locked up in there."
"Don't worry about it, just keep going to the city," she ordered out, barely dodging a stray bullet before returning fire on the boats, tearing them to shreds with her rounds. With the last of them dealt with, she gazed the background for any more that would appear from the horizon, only to sigh as no more boats or choppers were in sight other than the wreckage. Placing the rifle back on the boat, she made her way over to Carlos as the boat neared Stilwater's Sunnyvale Gardens, taking in the sight of Saint's Row as it is now.
"That's the row," she asked out in shock, getting a nod from the young man as he gazed over the city.
"It is now," he answered her.
"(Damn)," she muttered out in Japanese, earning a look before speaking up. "When the hell did this happen?"
"When Ultor got involved."
"The clothing company? That Ultor?"
"Yeah." Letting his eyes travel to Kazumi, he continued. "Ever since Alderman Hughes was killed in that bombing of yours years ago, Ultor picked up the pieces." He then leaned on the railing. "Now they're everywhere. On TV, billboards, in stores… hell, if you ever forget who Ultor is, just look up Saint's Row to see that fucking eyesore of a tower." He then went back to direct the boat towards the dock, making a stop before they got off. "Well, here we are."
"Hey, you know where I can find the other Saints," he heard her ask, making him shake his head.
"What other Saints."
"What are you talking about?"
Turning around, he sighed before giving her more news. "Without anyone to lead them, the Saints fell apart. Once the Brotherhood, Ronin and Sons of Samedi showed up, the few that were left dropped their flags before they got killed or thrown behind bars."
"Well that's just fucking great," she muttered out as she marched forward, only stopping when Carlos placed his hand on her arm.
"Hey, I know you didn't ask for this, but my advice is to keep your head down," he reasoned. "The cops will be looking for you and a lot has changed. I'd say you just go buy yourself a beer and soak up as much information as you can."
"Thanks Carlos."
"Anytime." Turning around, he was about to leave before looking back. "By the way, I never got your name. I know you're a badass and all, and I don't want to fuck up if I see you again."
Smiling, she crossed her arms as she spoke up. "Kazumi… Kazumi Kiryu."
With that being said, the two escaped convicts made their way from the boat as possible, heading towards different directions to separate from one another. Their first thought was to get out of the prison jumpsuits as the police may recognize them walking in the streets. Only one of them had a clear plan, and Kazumi was going to need help in order to make it work.
The Dragon of Judgment is back, and she will bring judgment to all that went after the Saints.
A/N: Gone for months, and I had to get an idea out of my head.
I apologize greatly for anyone who followed and favorited me, but as I was working on some chapters, both writer's block, new ideas and video games got in the way. Before I knew it, months have passed and I haven't gotten anything done and for that, I apologize. The only way I knew I had to get back into the typing mood was to go through the ideas in my head and type one of them up, upload it onto Fanfiction before going back to my projects.
Now, as I was getting back into the mood, I had gotten a review asking about the Re:CREATORS project I'm thinking of doing, suggesting I do a Kingdom Hearts oneshot for it. Being the bearer of bad news, I have to say that although Kingdom Hearts is done by Square Enix, Disney is a huge part of it. I, for one, will not do anything related to Disney works fan fic wise. Let's just say that something contributed into me not liking Disney.
Also, I'm still looking for people interested in doing reaction fics for both Macross RWBY: Delta and A Branwen's Past. *shamefully waving a flag for dramatic effect*Anybody?
I hope you guys enjoy this idea that I popped up. What do you think? Leave a Favorite, Follow and Review.
With that out of the way, I'm BlazefireDrago, signing out.
