Angela Ziegler was a well rounded and respected doctor among her co-workers. She was far more superior in her vase understanding of the mind, body and soul. She even won a Nobel prize for her study in Boctic Chemistry, which helped expand the world of medicine into finding more cures for death threatening illness. Nobody had achieved more success than she at such a young age, but Angela had pushed the boundaries and everyday she was finding new ways to help the world that was constantly fighting. She had left her hometown in Sweden and was now at one of the top facilities in North America. Her peers which had given her the nickname Mercy along side being called the worlds guardian angel.
The renowned Mercy was the pioneer in which the world would witness the birth of a longer life expediency in humans and the start for many cures. Mercy had many eye witness, even-so she began her tirelessly journey to achieve the potential of her dreams and the ones counting on her. She pledged that she wouldn't bare to see another human nor child die without first given the chance to live. She would never had imagined that this would be the hardest and most heartbroken path she could have taken.
While Angela continued her journey, the story was much different for a man by the name of Genji Shimada, a trained ninja and the youngest son of the Shimada clan. He carried a free spirit and went against his father wishes constantly. He was scene as a playboy that toyed with the hearts of many girls, never allowing them to get too close. His father was most displeased with his actions, alongside his elder brother Hanzo; Genji had other plans, he would live a life he choose. Even if that had meant betraying your family members. In one single night the ninja had fled from his fathers clutches, abandoning the Shimada clan. This fact alone had made Genji a traitor in the eyes of his father; his brother Hanzo had feared the worst for his brother if he was ever to be found. Unfortunately his own father had given Hanzo the mission to find his brother and by all means kill the traitorous ninja.
By the time Hanzo had set out to find his brother and assassinate him, Genji had fled overseas to North America; in hopes to never have to deal with his family again, but he would never had foresaw what was to come in the future.
The young ninja had settled into a small apartment, he never told anyone his real name or dared too show too much of his face. He had come to terms with living without money, which was a lot harder than he could have suspected. He managed to find himself an under-the-table job. He was working for someone "special" that didn't care about Genji or his name, which worked in Genji's favor; as long he did what the boss had wished of him. Every other night or so Genji had to take on tasks to collect on money that wasn't being payed up and if it called for it, the ninja would have to get a little messy from time to time. Although Genji never killed any clients, he had other ways of getting people to do his bidding.
When he wasn't working the ninja would be hopping around from club to club; being the devilish playboy that he was, and sleeping with several different woman throughout the week. He never told them his name, at least his real name. He figured any Japanese name would be believable, and he continued this lifestyle, but if that was all he was to come to; there wouldn't be a story to tell, would there?
The year was now 2023, Doctor Ziegler was practically tricked into going out with the other girls from work. They had noticed she always shut herself into her studies and never joined in their weekend outgoings. Today was different, the aspiring Mercy was to be forced into the bunch.
"Do you know how much work I have left to do?" Mercy groaned. "I still have to write my campaign for my Theory on Genetic Botic Human Organ and Nerve Systems. This could be a game changer for people with heart problems, lung cancer... I could even possible repair people that are paralyzed." Mercy continued her rant in hopes the girl would let her leave, but they ignored her plead.
"It will be there tomorrow! Mercy you never get out of the lab! Its always work...work... and more work with you." One of her co-workers mocked. Mercy tensed up, but agreed.
"Instead take a breather, relax a little, maybe you'll even get an idea for your campaign while you are out! When I am out and having fun it refreshes my mind and later I can think even better! Don't you agree Mercy?"
Mercy sighed, but she decided to give in as it would be no hope to deny any longer,"I suppose one night won't hurt..."
"Alright now that is settled we need to find you something to wear." There was a uproar of giggles from the other doctors, which only made Mercy fear for the worse.
"Whats wrong with what I am wearing now?" Mercy pleaded once more.
The girls began to size her up and laugh,"You are wearing a shirt and jeans! Mercy you have to at least look somewhat sexy."
Sexy? The word sent shivers down her spin, she had a bad taste in her mouth, but yet again she was pulled into the girls desires.
"Upon arriving, Mercy covering her face as she walked up to the club. The girls trailing behind her.
"Mercy stop covering your face! You're so sexy! Did you have to be beautiful and smart." The other girls had agreed.
Why a club? Why a skimpy black dress, why me!
On the other side another figure had piled into the waiting line for the club. This male was tall, he was definitely of Asian decent, thin, but had a tone built; you could tell from his choice of attire. Sleek black jeans, a nice ironed dress shirt, complimentary shoes to match. Many woman had taken notice of him in-line, including one of Mercy's peers.
"Hotty alert." The woman muttered underneath her breath so only they could hear.
"Oh~ Where?" Another girl asked.
"Okay don't look now, but he is a couple of people down from us."
"Holy shit! Wish I saw him first, guessing from you, you're going to get some of that tonight?" Mercy blushed, I mean she knew every part of the body like the back of her hand, but those particular parts only made the doctor turn crimson red.
"Mercy are you blushing!" The other girls giggled, which only made the doctor get more embarrassed.
"It's not like you've never had sex Mercy..." Mercy went quiet and the other girls gasped a little.
"I mean I saw a naked body before!" Mercy begged.
"Dead bodies don't count." Mercy got quiet again, she stood there beat red. The conversation ended with that as the girls took notice of how embarrassed she was getting.
The girls finally reached the doors, as the music became clearer to Mercy it was just noisy beats, but the other girls seemed to get into it right away.
"I heard the DJ they hired here is really famous!"/
"You're talking about Lucio right?" He's super good! My friend from another facility saw him in concert. Says it was one of the best concerts she had ever attended." Mercy head was starting to spin from all the girls chatter, she couldn't keep up. She really believed Bio-Engineering was easier than this.
"I think I'm going to get a drink," The girls nodded, and Mercy wobbled over to the bar. There was a nice selection of liquors to choose from, but Mercy rarely drank, after-all it just poised your liver. "Umm..." Mercy trailed off, she jumped when she heard someone speak from behind, she turned quickly to the source. It was the tall dark haired male her friends were gawking at in line.
"Can I buy you a drink?" He said, his voice clean yet raspy.
"Oh! I don't really drink," Mercy stated awkwardly.
"Then why is a beautiful girl like yourself at a bar." The male offered a devilish smirk. Mercy blushed deeply, covering her face enough so he couldn't see. She just hoped the club was dark enough you couldn't tell how beat red she already was, especially over such a silly comment.
"I'm flattered... but I can b-buy my own drinks..." Mercy skipped and slurred over her words, the male seemed to laugh it off and order her a drink anyways. Mercy seemed defeated, but instead she quickly handed the male some cash she had on hand.
"I don't want your money, I want your company." He smirked once more. Mercy seemed complete taken over by this guys spell. She quickly looked around, but her friends were no where in site. Mercy turned her attention back to the gentleman, who was now handing her the ordered drink. She couldn't say no, or that would be wasting his money, and she couldn't pay for it because he refused. She remembering seeing this in a television drama once, that the guy had roofied the girl, and you can only imagine the rest.
"It's not poised, you can drink it!" That had only made Mercy more suspicious, but she nodded to not seem rude, and took the drink in hand, still hesitant to take a sip.
"Here." The male took her glass and took a sip for her and set it down again, he smiled pleasantly at her. Mercy smiled lightly, and blushed once more. This time the male seem to take notice and use it against her. "So you do like me, you're just being shy? I see now..."
Mercy gulped,"I... I'm not shy, its just hot in here with all the bodies."
"Okay... if you say so... so tell me, does this pretty face have a name?"
Mercy tensed,"Well... my friends call me Mercy."
"Of course your pretty face has a pretty name, is there anymore I should know about?"
"You haven't told me your name yet..."
"Oh right... it's Takashi."