The entire room was frozen silent. The shock of Angel's unexpected outburst had not only surprised them, but also, in all honesty, scared them a little. The door near the staircase slammed shut as Angel barged out of the room. For a moment nobody moved. Then, Eisuke silently got up and walked out, murderous rage seething across his face. The moment he disappeared from sight, all hell broke loose.

'What the hell just happened?'

'Her fiancé died?'

'He didn't just die: she got his head. In a box!'

'I've never seen her so wild-'

''What she did to Eisuke- I still can't believe it!' The voices all began at once, creating a cacophonous babble as they all talked over each other. Mei Ling immediately grabbed the coat and scarf she'd left hanging on a chair, as she'd come in, and hurried after Angel, opting to take the elevator so she could catch up.

'Soryu, did you know she was that courageous?' Baba asked quietly, turning to face the younger man who was still sitting silent, deep in thought as he considered the events that had just passed.

'Courageous, brave and passionate- Yes, I had sensed those, but I had no idea she would ever hit Eisuke like that. She looks too small and innocent to even hurt a fly.' Soryu said gravely.

'She must have really loved that man.' He thought, his earlier jealous coldness subsiding into a feeling of sadness.

'She did, but can you imagine how much she must love you to finally move on from such a scarring incident.' Baba said seriously, showing for once the maturity that came from his age. 'Go.'

Soryu needed no further prompting. He rose from the sofa and hurried out of the penthouse, taking the stairs two at a time to catch Angel before she disappeared.

As Soryu burst into the lobby, he saw Mei Ling walking back towards the penthouse elevator.

'Where is she?' He asked urgently.

'You just missed her! She left, heading towards down town.' Mei Ling said, pointing down a street to the right of the hotel.

Without another word, Soryu hurried out, taking long, elegant strides to cover the distance faster. To his dismay, just as soon as he caught sight of Angel again, 2 brawny men appeared from behind her and threw a black bag over her head. Their faces were in shadow, so he couldn't see clearly, but he was certain that these were the same men that had been after Mei Ling earlier. An overwhelming rage rose up in him and his eyes hardened, a cold metallic glint in them as he raised his phone to his ear.

'Ahh! The little bitch kicked me!'

Angel had been forcibly dragged into a car, another goon helping to restrain her, as her violent struggle was far too difficult for the first two men to handle. Now, she lay thrown against a cold floor, presumably in some shady part of town, with her hands cuffed behind her and the black bag still in place.

'Take that wretched bag off! Let's have a look at our little prize.'

One of the men roughly pulled the bag off her head and Angel blinked at her surroundings, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light. She was in some sort of dingy basement-like room. The walls and floors were made of concrete and before her stood the very dismayed looking goons that had attacked Mei Ling, with a furious looking man standing behind them.

'You stupid, idiotic, brainless bastards!' The stranger screamed at his men, who cowered in fear at his rage.

Angel winced a little at his shouting and sat up, rolling her eyes at them. Clearly, they had been aiming for Mei Ling and picked her up instead.

'Great, now I'm caught inbetween this ridiculous power struggle of the two Mafia groups.' She thought with a roll of her eyes, feeling more bored than worried. 'I'll probably have to kill them all. Tch what a chore.'

'She's not even the right colour! What the hell kind of a moron do you have to be, to confuse an Indian with a Chinese woman?'

'But boss, she was all covered up so we couldn't see and that coat- it's Mei Ling's, I swear it. Besides, this bitch might be valuable. I swear to god she looks just like that sp-' The man, who'd dared to open his mouth broke off, quaking under the look of livid rage his boss was giving him.

Angel tensed, temporarily worried he might reveal who she actually was. To her luck, no one else seemed to have recognised her yet.

'I don't want to hear it. This is the height of your stupidity. I can't believe it- confusing an Indian woman with a Chinese one. What the fuck kind of an idiot does that?'

'Yeah mate. Right sort of continent though so you get points for trying.' Angel sneered mockingly, unable to keep herself from cutting into their conversation.

She watched amusedly as the man turned his ice cold glare on to her.

'You two: get out there and make sure you keep tabs on Mei Ling. The real Mei Ling. As for you: who the fuck gave you permission to talk, bitch?'

'You really should stop calling me "bitch". It's not polite to address a lady like that.'

'Oooh! A "lady".'

The boss walked over, a nasty leer on his face, and crouched down next to her, his face uncomfortably close.

'Who are you?' She asked, completely unafraid.

'Ever heard of Taizo Arimura? Leader of the Arimura Faction?'

'Well, I'm not Mei Ling so… If you could just undo these cuffs then I'll be going. No need to bother you any longer.' She smiled at him, undeterred by the dangerous situation.

'Not so fast, little lady. You might not be Mei Ling, but I can still think of a few fun uses for you, bitch.' He grinned evilly at her.

'I thought I asked you to stop calling me that.' Angel replied, a frightening menace lacing her polite words.

'Oh yeah? Just what the fuck are you going to do about it?' He asked, lightly drawing a blade over the skin of her cheek, tracing lazy circles on her face.

'This.'

She spat in his face, simultaneously kicking him hard in the abdomen. The man lurched back, wiping off her spit in disgust.

'Why you little-'

The boss re-approached her, hand raised to take a swing when suddenly the door swung open and a cold voice commanded:

'Get your filthy hands off of her.' Angel looked up in surprise to see none other than…

'Soryu!' She exclaimed, astonished by his appearance.

How on earth did he know where she was?

'What the fuck? Where are my-'

'Your guards? Yeah, you should get better ones next time.'

Walking closer to the mob boss, Soryu pressed the barrel of his gun against the back of his head. The boss dropped his knife and Soryu kicked it away. It skidded across the rough ground and landed by Angel's feet.

'What? Don't tell me they're all dead?' He asked, panic rising in his eyes.

Soryu merely pressed his lips together and turned to Angel with an apologetic look.

'Sorry I took so long.'

'I had it under control!' She said sharply, slightly annoyed by the pitying look he was giving her.

She was perfectly capable of handling a situation like this. She softened a bit at the surprised and slightly hurt look Soryu gave her. Of course, he didn't know that. He probably just thought he was being sweet and protective.

'What took you so long?' Angel said in a gentler tone and he smiled.

'Hmmph, so you can talk back to me like that now, huh?' After the look Angel shot him, he hastily added 'I'll let it go- just for today.'

Before he could do anything more, he noticed Angel's eyes widen at something behind him and a voice called out from the doorway.

'Get the fuck away from the boss!' A mobster near the door yelled, waving a gun in the air.

'There's more of you?' Soryu sighed with a bored expression on his face. 'If you want trouble so much, go ahead and join your boss.'

'I'm sorry Sir.' A familiar voice called.

Angel watched in surprise as the mobster entered the room fully, dragging a defeated Ryosuke behind him.

'Inui.' She gasped, fear for the young boy gripping her suddenly.

She hadn't even realised when she'd grown so fond of Soryu's most loyal follower.

'Did you follow me?' Soryu asked angrily, though she could see he was worried too.

'I was worried about you, Sir…'

'I'll say it again. Let go of the boss.' The mobster hissed angrily, pressing the knife harder against Inui's throat.

'…Grrr.' Soryu bitterly lowered the gun and Taizo immediately seized the opportunity to punch him, knocking him off his feet.

'SORYU!' Angel screamed, an intense rage blinding her vision with red mist.

The Arimura boss began to violently kick Soryu, who lay helpless on the ground, refusing to lift even a finger to defend himself lest they fired at Angel or Ryosuke.

'Look's like the tables have turned, brat. The great Soryu Oh, on his knees, helpless before me! Truly, I am the greatest mafia boss of them all.' Taizo cackled, lifting his gun to point it at Soryu's head…