I don't own The Green Hornet or anything to do with the movie, which includes Kato, Lenore, the Black Beauty, and ect.

AN: This is a weird, wicked, and wonderful muse that came to me; that's my excuse.

ANN: Correction- I assume that Kato is 25 and Britt is 26…it works better with the plot, sorry if it's wrong or if you think they should be older.

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Steady…

Any sudden movement could knock him out, or worse screw up the experiment. Creating a new chemical for the Hornet's gas gun, one that would knock the person out for the short time of ten minutes (for Britt's sake) and screw with the person's nervous system so when they did wake up they couldn't move (For drug dealer scum and the people who thought he, the nameless sidekick, was useless), had been on the top of his to do list for the last few days.

A rumor had come to his ears about a week ago, a group of vanished coming through. Their kind lived under the radar, rarely surfacing, except to settle a score. No one would hire them, but no one would go against them. Well except for his idiot partner, which was on of the reasons he wanted the new gas to be ready. Little was said when he had grilled the informant, except that they were out for blood. For whose? That was the question that he wanted answered. There had been no description, only that there were three of them.

Three, the number had been enough to set off a wave of fear through him. There was no way; he had told himself, that they had come here. His tracks had been covered well; he had thought they had vanished after that day. It was improbable that they were coming, but…

Carefully dropping a drop of liquid into another, a small puff of green (it had to be color coded) told him he was on the right track. He was almost done, and then he had to go work on new armor. After that it was more weapons for the Black Beauty and then there were infrared sunglasses he wanted to create so they could see the heat signatures of their enemies

The Green Hornet was going to be prepared, even if it was just a rumor of the trio; they weren't going to be caught off guard, he was not going to let his guard down…not after what had happened last time.

His arm burned like he had been stabbed with salt rubbed into the hole in the flesh.

As a reflex, his hand held the wound as blood seeped out; but the pressure made him groan in pain. Falling, he barely realized that someone had caught him until a moment passed that he wasn't on the ground.

"Kato?" A familiar voice spoke; it was filled with fear as he felt the person's hold shift

"Su…sumi…" The whimpered word left his mouth

"Shhh, it's okay; we're here" He faintly smiled, they we here for him, just like they had promised. A smooth hand wiped a bit of sweat from his forehead, before more pressure was applied to his arm. Knowing what was happening, he moved his hand to let the bandage do its job; but that didn't stop him from hissing in pain. He kept his eyes on the person, two dark eyes looking back to comfort him.

"How is he?" A rougher voice asked, silent footsteps having led the person there after chasing the bad person away. There was worry, but fury was mixed in, the tone a growl compared to the other's voice.

"The bullet took out a chunk, but it's just a scratch…" The calmer voice stated with a bit of sadness mixed in, before switching to anger "Do we know the shooter?"

"Didn't get a good look…" The other muttered, cursing himself in a way "…but I have a pretty good idea"

"Let's get him back to the house, we'll figure out revenge then" As if on cue, he felt himself be lifted bridal style into the strong arms of the deeper voice. But he was safe; they were here, even though his parents weren't.

"K?" The figure carrying him looked down as they kept walking. The expression wasn't as kind as the other's, but he knew that the person was a softie under everything.

"Yeah angel?" His nickname that everyone called him, it was appropriate in every way.

"Mommy and Daddy…" He was cut off before his sentence was even halfway through

"They're in a better place" The shorter of the two elders cut in, giving him a small smile

"But…" He wanted more information, what had happened after he had run away? But again he was cut off; it was obvious that he wasn't going to get his answer.

"Don't worry, we're going to get your arm fixed up, then we'll read a story" A grin came to his face which was mirrored by the one who's arms had a steady grip.

"The one about the angel?" It was his favorite; the two always did special voices which always put him to sleep.

"Of course, what else would we read?" The figure winked at him while hugging a bit closer to his chest in a protective manner. In response, he curled into the worn leather jacket, feeding off the body heat.

He knew the person was a…

"Softie" The other snickered

"Shut it" The taller growled

They were there; they would take care of him. Mommy had told him that they were his guardians, protectors of sorts; but they were more than that, he knew it and so did they.

Staring into the dark sky, he felt safe.

He was with them.

And that's all that mattered.

A tear had crept down his cheek; he set down the chemical carefully before removing his gloves. After that was done, he rubbed it away; why couldn't he just forget. He almost wished they were here, but it was impossible; he was on his own.

He had to do everything in his power to protect Britt; he didn't want his man hurt. No matter what anyone said, the white man was his responsibility, the hornet was his. If anything happened, it was his fault; even if he went down with a bullet to the head right before the same was delivered to his Xiong-di, he would spent his days in hell knowing he could have done more.

Another tear flowed down with gravity, the exhaustion of the night helping his carefully placed mask of control crumble to fall apart. He was a wreck; he hoped that Britt hadn't noticed. Not that he could of, right after their morning meal, the playboy had taken off. 'To the newspaper' he had claimed, which had set off a warning signal in his mind. The hornet rarely went to paper before one; it had only been ten thirty when the male had left.

He made a mental note to ask Britt was going on, that was if he could get through the day with collapsing or blowing himself up.

Slipping the gloves back on, the chemical was precisely being pored a moment later.

His mind was a mess, but there was so much to do.

This time, he would be ready.

XxX~LET'S ROLL KATO!~XxX

What is he doing?

The question was echoing her mind as she watched her boss go on a whirlwind rampage. She had been doing her job as a secretary, when he had come in and cleared everything, the files and even her lunch, onto the ground before looking her straight in the eyes.

He had obviously wanted her attention, as a growl built in her, she knew that he had gotten it.

About to yell at him to pick the stuff up, she noticed the look he had in his eyes. Mostly curiosity, with a pinch of worry mixed in. She'd yell at him later, right now she wanted to know what the hell he was doing in front of her desk.

"What do we know about Kato?" She raised an eyebrow; Britt would know more about the mysterious man than her. The two were like peanut butter and jelly; you rarely saw one without the other nearby; which was perfectly understandable due to the fact that the Green Hornet and his sidekick always looked out for each other.

She had been named the mastermind, which was a job that she was heavily compensated for; telling them where to be and who to hit each night. While she had a hunch that the bond between the two went deeper than being Xoing-di, she kept it to herself.

Before she could attempt to respond, the owner of the paper started to ramble. "He's a kickass ninja, orphaned before being found by my dad in Shanghi…then there was the years he worked here…"

He was talking to himself; the playboy usually voiced his thoughts without a filter, but why was she here?

"Do you need something Mr. Reid?" Straightening the papers near her feet before putting them back on the desk, she wondered if he would respond. Sometimes Britt would just zone out, she wished he could do that in his office.

Then she found a photo in her face, it was in her hand a moment later.

Studying the three figures, she knew that one seemed so familiar; she looked back up to Britt.

"I need to know who they are" His tone was smooth, but frazzled at the same time

"I'll see what I can find" He smiled before walking into his office, she looked at the picture.

She had a hunch that the one in the center was the nameless sidekick, but the other two seemed so focused. Even in a moment of leisure, the two looked as though they were ready to use their bodies as shields. Their bodies were even angled slightly, to where a single step could block a shot. For what reason? Now her own curiosity was seeping in.

Opening a new window on the computer, her hands poised themselves to begin searching. Taking one last look at the picture now on her desk, so many questions came into her mind.

All would be answered, at least she hoped so.

The mastermind of the Green Hornet took a sip of coffee before putting her hands back in their original position, key words appeared on screen.

She would find something…

Or spend the entire day trying.


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