-At the warehouse.-

Julie arrived at the Purple Dragon's warehouse, just before Hun was about to take out his anger on some more recruits. She walked through the crowd, the punks stepping out of her way, as she stepped up to her brother, who was holding a boy, probably still in his early teen's, by his collar. The kid looked about ready to shit his pants, his legs flailing in the air. " L-LOOK, SHE'S HERE!" He cried out frantically.

Hun's nose flaring, and teeth gritting, his free arm pulled back, ready to throw a punch, he was a terrifying sight. The kid got lucky, he was still in control enough to hear what he said, turning his head to see Julie, standing with her arms crossed, and shooting a glare at him. Hun released his grip on the punk's collar, and letting him fall on the hard ground. The kid scrambled on to his feet, and ran off. Hun still got the murderous, angry look in his eye, and everyone around them were still on edge, terrified of what he might do next.

It was sorta like David and Goliath... Hun lumbered over her, standing so she was hidden in his shadow, thick arms raised, like he was ready to punch. Their blazing eyes became locked. Everyone who was watching took several step back, awaiting to see him lash out and attack her. But, Julie stood there, unafraid and unflinching. Arms still crossed, and eyes still locked into her brothers, she didn't move or recoil, even after Hun's face was so close to her, his growling, angry panting was causing her hair to move with the push of his breath. Everyone was in shock that she was unafraid, and that Hun has still yet to ever raise his hammering fists at her. Instead, he just growled. " In my office. Now."

Julie remained in the same position, as she watched him storm to his office, slamming the door behind him, nearly knocking it off it's own hinges. There was a small, tense pause that filled the air. Julie finally broke her stone-like expression, glancing around at the Purple Dragons, standing dumbfounded and staring at her. " ...The fuck are Y'all looking at?!" She barked at them, like a colonel giving out orders. " Get back to work! I want to see you all training like your miserable, pathetic lives depended on it!"

Snapping back to their reality, they all scrambled to what they were doing, before Hun came out of his meeting. They returned to the Metal Bars, punching bags, and caged boxing rings, while the higher ranking ones resumed overseeing the progress, and organizing future hits. There was a board in the back, with the map of New York, several areas and buildings circled on them, with purple, blue, and red markers. Satisfied that they were back to doing what ever the fuck they were supposed to be doing, she finally joined her brother in his office.

The door he went through just led her to a hallway. There were various rooms and smaller offices that were converted to be used as meth labs, armories, infirmaries, and other illegal activities. His office was in the highest level of the warehouse, which can only be accessed by taking the elevator that was located in the farthest end of the Hallway. It was one of those big, industrial elevators that seemed more like Cages, Fitted how she felt trapped whenever she had to take it to see her brother. Stepping into the elevator, she punched the big green button that closed the door and took her up to his office.

During the wait to reach his floor, Julie thought about whether or not telling Hun about her encounter with the Turtle. If she tells him, she's going to have to lie about letting him go. If she's going to lie, why even bother telling him, and making him more pissed off than he already is? As she thought about it, Hun's anger wasn't making much sense. It wasn't the first time she's ditched while he was in a meeting with his Master. He normally goes out and finds her himself, and drags her back. Why send the newbies to get her at all? Fuck, why send the fucking Foot? He's not one to ask any favors, definitely not from his precious Master, it would make him seem like he has no control. What was really going on?

She'll get her answers soon, the elevator coming to a stop and opening to reveal Hun's Office. It was decorated with a dark, Japanese theme, with paintings of vicious dragons, and calligraphy written in Japanese katakana. "Strength" "Power" "Authority", and on the wall behind his desk, above the Foot Clan symbol, was the largest Dragon, with the japanese katakana for " Family". Julie's face always turns sour when she see's it, like she caught a wiff of rotten fish.

Hun was sitting at his desk, arms crossed over his broad chest. His scowl told her he was still angry, but at least he seems calm enough now that he's not going to go in a murderous rampage. At least, not yet. Before he could raise his voice at her, Julie said the first words.

" The foot? Really, Hun?" She said, glaring at him. " Why would you send the fucking Foot after me? "

Hun scowled at her, standing off his seat, hands placed on the desk to lift him up. " I had no choice. Master Saki-"

" Oh, of coarse." She muttered, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.

" Master Saki," He continued, through gritted teeth, his anger rising again, " Insisted to send the Foot after you, once word spread that you were not here."

Arching a brow, she looked at him. " Why?" She asked. As established before, this was not the first time she's ditched. Why now, of all time, is Saki's suddenly interested in keeping her closer?

Hun reached into his desk drawer, and pulled out a file. He threw it on to the desk, and let the papers fall out. Glancing down, she picked up some of the papers, and quickly leafed through them. They were phone logs, recording phone calls made in the past several weeks, as well as text messages, from phone numbers she didn't recognize. She spotted her name mentioned in several of the entries. " What's this?"

" During our last raid of the Mafia's joints, when they were trying to invade Purple Dragon Territory, we sent some of the phones we found off their bodies to the Foot's scientists." He explained, sitting back down. " Oroki Saki's been wanting to get rid of the competition, and anyone daring to challenge him, and those Mafia fools been threatening to blow his cover as 'New York's most charitable billionaire', by showing evidence of his connection to The Purple Dragons. He wanted it all erased, every last trace of his name."

" Great," Julie said, not raising her eyes from the papers she was still trying to make sense with. " So, why am I mentioned, like 34... 35 times now on these papers?"

Hun frowned at her. " Use your head, for once." He said, with another angry scowl. " Why WOULD They mention you so much?"

Julie frowned, hating when Hun forces her into guessing games. She knows why he does it, he wants her to be smart enough to run this gang in case something ever happens to him. But, she has no intention to, and would rather let these idiots disperse, than continue on the work he's left behind. But, Hun's words were resonating in her head... why WOULD they be mentioning her so much?

Well, she is a bit of a target. Hun's only living relative, (that they know about) if they got their hands on her, they've got a sort of leverage over him. But, that's HIS concern, not Oroku Saki's...

That's when it dawned on her why she's being mentioned. When she came back from California, Julie wanted to move out of Hun's place and live on her own. He threatened to cut all ties to her, and after much fighting and negotiation, she managed to get a deal from her brother; she can move out to her own place, as long as she stays true with the Dragons, and gets a job to support herself. The only catch about the job is, that HE gets to tell her which job she can get. And, guess what she got stuck with?

She became Oroku Saki's fucking secretary. She answers his phone calls, Both legal, and illegal business agenda, as well as play Chauffeur whenever he's fired/killed his latest limo driver for whatever reason, until he gets a new one. And, let's not even talk about the times she's had to dress all fancy and play as arm candy during one of his fake-ass charity events. Thankfully, aside from making good appearances, he's never made an honest move on her. Wouldn't want to make his lapdog jealous. she thought to herself, glancing over to her brother, who was waiting impatiently for her to make the connections and figure this mess out.

" ...They're after me, because I know more about Oroki Saki's seedy bushiness practices?" she concluded in a form of a question, to see if Hun was satisfied with her thought.

He gave her a quick nod, before standing up again. " You are a huge asset to both the Foot, and the Purple Dragons, Jewels." He said, walking around his desk, to be beside his sister. " But, you are also an extremely annoying loose end. If any of our rivals got a hold of you, no one will have any choice but to track you down, and kill you, before you crack and give out our important information."

She sneered at him. " Like I would-" she was interrupted, as he places his hands on her shoulders. His arms were heavy, pushing down on her shoulder blades like some of the weight lifting machines she would use at the gym. But, they were also surprisingly gentle this time, causing her to worry. Hun is never gentle, unless something was terribly wrong. She glanced up to look at his expression. He's no longer angered, but he was still stern.

" I know you wouldn't." He said, with a slight, cocky grin. " You're a Manson, tough as nails. But, they don't believe you wouldn't." She figured he means everyone else they're allied with. " And they won't hesitate to tie up loose ends, if they fall into the wrong hands."

All Julie could do was groan, and step away from his brother's arms. " Great," She muttered. " Fucking great. I finally get my own home, my own sense of independence, just to become the underground's most eligible target."

Hun frowned at his sister, grabbing her shoulder again, before she could storm off. " Then you know why I can't have you passing out in bars." He said, pulling her back into the office, away from the elevator, causing her to protest. No matter how much she trained, she can never beat her brother's strength. She may be stronger than everyone else around these parts, but never him. " You are going to need to be escorted from-"

" FUCK. NO." She interrupted him, before he even finished that sentence, defiantly glaring into his eyes. " It's bad enough that YOUR stupid idea for a job stripped me away from any freedom I had. I am NOT going to walk around, with a bunch'f babysitters!"

" Jewels, you are being Unreasonable." Hun was starting to growl, both sibling's temper's flaring, neither of them backing down. Hun just wants his sister's safety, and Julie's defending what ever free will she's got left. " You're a fucking pain to deal with. Do you know how hard it is to constantly tell the others why you are my second in command, when all you do is run off on that damn 'bike of yours to get piss-ass drunk?"

" Then why don't you just fire me then?!" She snapped back to him, trying to dramatically yank free from his grasp. His grip was stronger, all she could do was struggle in vain. " I never wanted to be second in command!"

" Bullshit." He yells, throwing her shoulder, instead of just letting go, causing her to stumble back. " When I first got you into the Purple Dragons, you were flying up the ranks so fast, there was no question about why I was promoting you. You WANTED to be part of my life, Jewels, and now-"

" Yeah, that was before I realized how cock-hungry you were for your stupid Oroku Saki." She sneered, crossing her arms. There was a yell coming from Hun's deep voice, and he suddenly threw a punch at her. His fist passed through the side of her face, purposely missing, and hitting the wall behind her. His fist hit with such force, the whole warehouse shook, his knuckles bursting clear through the wall.

Julie remained still, unflinching, and unfazed by the punch, eyes locked into his, as Hun glared murderous daggers at her. " Don't even joke about that, Julie." He growled fiercely, pulling his arm free from the wall he punched through, letting the light of the city pour into his office, never breaking his gaze from her. They were bathed in it's light, as he continued to speak. " Oroku Saki was there after what happened to our parents. If it was not for him, we would of never survived on our own. Do you know what that meant?"

Julie said nothing, she just kept her eyes at his, tight lipped, trying her hardest not to say anything to further her brother's anger.

He leaned in closer. " It meant we would of been separated. Lost in the foster care system. Ending up who the fuck knows where. Is that what you wanted? To have never see me again?"

" ...No." She finally answered after a long, tight-lipped pause. There was so much more she wanted to say, but decided against it. She's pissed him off enough for tonight. Her gaze fell onto the red carpet in his office floor, unable to meet his gaze anymore.

" Then, never joke about My Master, and my loyalty for him." He said, with serious fierceness, lumbering back to his desk and sitting down.

After another pause, Julie spoke up again. " Can I go home now?" She muttered, like a child that's just been scolded. Hun reaches into his desk, and pulls out a hidden bottle of scotch he had in in one of the compartments. She realized just how much she's worried him, if he's hitting the alcohol while still 'at work'.

" Fine." He said, popping the bottle open. " Head straight home. I'll be assigning you some body guards, and the will be coming by your house by morning."

She cringed, but said nothing, watching him take deep gulps of the amber liquid. She let out a frustrated scoff, before turning back towards the elevator, leaving his office. As the Elevator went down, she let the anger boil over, and she slammed her fists against the metal casing of the elevator's walls, leaving a fist-shaped indent. The more she tries to further herself from this life, the tighter Hun's grasp is over her.

Trapped. She's always going to be trapped...

TBC