Issac was scared. Scared that one of the only people in the world he's considered a friend would die tonight. Ever since he finished elementary school, Issac was scooped up by his Mom and put into training. It all started as learning how to defend himself, but after that night, he was taken. Who would kidnap a scared 10-year old and put him through 5 years in hell? The answer: The League of Assassins. When some kids were learning how to find the perimeter of a triangle, he already had his first kill. When some kids learned how to fly a kite or ride a bicycle, he was learning how long it would take someone to bleed out or torture training. In short, when they finally tracked him down, he was nearly broken. He could still remember the tears his mother shed when holding her child for the first time in 5 years, but all he could have felt was nothing except for the numbing pain of what he went through. After a year of therapy and recovery, Issac still knows that he isn't completely alright, but he puts on the brave face and went back to acting like he was fine, even though it was everything but fine.
After a year of therapy, Issac could still remember the conversation his Mom had with his therapist.
It was the last session he had with Dr. Martin for the day. His Mom came to pick him up and before leaving, the doctor called to them.
"Ms. Prince, I would like to have a word with you before you go?" the petite doctor asked politely.
During that time, his Mom put him under the alias of Gabriel Prince. She knew that they would be on the lookout for him and knowing he would be put through therapy, she didn't want to roll the dice of the chance of them finding him again.
"Of course. Gabriel, would you mind waiting inside the lobby while I talk to the doctor?" she asked.
'Gabriel' nodded as he sat down in the lobby listening to music on his phone.
When both women enter the office and closed the door, 'Gabriel' took the earbuds out of his ears and tried to eavesdrop on their conversation. It was a bit harder because the room was well isolated to avoid these kinds of things, so he had to get closer and closer to the door. When getting close enough he was finally hearing the conversation:
"Ms. Prince, we had this conversation before, he needs to be interacting with individuals his own age. Keeping him home all the time can and will stump his growth at such a crucial moment in his life." Dr. Martin pleaded to his mother.
"No, absolutely not. I'm not going to put him out in the world where he can just get taken away again! What he needs is to be kept safe." His mother replied
"Ms. Prince, I read your file, I know your relationship with your son is, well, strained, but having him stay with you every moment of the day is unhealthy and you know it. With the year I was with him and from what he told me he has only had one friend from the time he was kidnapped, this young girl is not enough for him to recover. May I remind you what happened when you came to me in the middle of the night when he had one of his 'breakdowns' and tried to kill you? Confidentiality is my specialty, so you can trust me when I tell you this, stop with the homeschool and have him enroll in a school with people his own age. If you don't, then I can say that there will be consequences that even you can't help."
There was a long silence until his mother spoke again.
"I'll try to enroll him in school, but are you sure this can help? A normal school isn't going to be able to handle him. What I do isn't to protect him, it's to protect those around him."
"Well," Dr. Martin replied, "that is the best course of action I believe for him. Gabriel's a good kid, but he needs to feel like he can open up to others."
"*Sigh* Well I'll tr-" his mother stops abruptly.
'Crap, she noticed me' he thought before he rushed back to his seat and pushed the earbuds back in his ears as he tried to look as casual as possible. The door opened and his mother walked out and saw him in his seat. She called out to him, but he wanted to sell that he was listening to something else so he ignored her to avoid suspicion. She walked up to him and flicked his forehead telling him that it was time to go home.
The next day she enrolled him in public school before taking her 'vacation' to Barbados.
Issac shakes away the memory as he continues to pursue the van containing his friend. The bike was in the garage on the Kuzuryu estate, so they won't mind if he 'borrowed' it. He follows them for a while and when they began going offroad, he had to ditch the bike to avoid suspicion. They ended up stopping on a construction site that held only the skeleton of a new building. He quickly rushed to the opposite end and watched from afar when the 3 vans pulled up.
'3 cars, 12 men, 8 of them carrying firearms, the rest carrying melee weapons. Fuyuhiko is in the van on the left so....' His thoughts were interrupted when he felt an intense killing intent behind him. Out of instinct, he drew his short sword and pointed at the figure that snuck behind him. When turned around he was met with a katana pointed at him and him pointing his sword at someone. Grey eyes widened as it met crimson ones and Issac found out who was trailing him, Peko. How she got here, he had no idea, but he was relieved to see her here.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" She asked with ice laced into her words.
'Why is she asking me who I am? Yeah, I took out the contacts and wearing a hood and covering the bottom of my face...oh' He mentally slapped himself. 'Well, I at least should play the part'
"I am here to bring the heir of the Kuzuryu Clan to safety. Who are you?" Issac spoke in a different pitch so Peko won't recognize his normally deep voice. He kept the sword at her neck as she did with him.
She narrowed her eyes. "I am here to do the same, how do you know about this if the events just happened?" She questioned him
"I was following the Kai clan for months and seek revenge on them, when I heard about their plan, I wanted to foil it and destroy them." He lies and then lowers his sword. "It seems that we are not enemies at the moment and we have the same goal. Would you agree to a temporary alliance for the moment?"
Her red eyes seem to read him and she lowers her katana and crouched down next to Issac. "How many enemies are there?" she asked swiftly.
"12, 8 of them are wielding guns and the other 4 have swords. The heir is in the van on the left. I am waiting for the Kai clan leader to arrive before I attack."
"Do you have a plan once he arrives?" She askes.
A smile creeps to his face as he says "Actually, since you're here I have a good one, but you need to do exactly what I say or it will fail."
"Anything to ensure the safety of my Young Master."
Fuyuhiko groaned in pain as the van stopped and he was jostled through the back of the vehicle. They have been driving for an hour and when they stopped he could only see that they were at a construction site downtown.
The door opened as a hand roughly grabs his hair as he is pulled out of the car and thrown on the dusty ground. He looks up and sees Kai sneering over him with a metal bat in his hand.
"Sup fucker?" Fuyhiko spats and is soon greeted by the clan head's foot in his gut. The impact took all the air out of his lungs as he began coughing up for air.
"*Tch* Is that the way you speak to your elders, brat?" Kai spits back at Fuyuhiko, "Well since I promised to bring you back to your old man once he gives me ownership, I didn't say I would bring you unharmed so I think this is a great opportunity to teach you," Kai brings up the bat over his head with his hand, "WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MESS WITH US!" Kai swings the bat down on Fuyuhiko, but before he does, a dark blue blur comes from the darkness and comes between the two. A flash of silver and an object drops to the ground.
No one, not the 12 men who were right there noticed the girl with a sword in her hands until the severed hand of their boss hits the ground, still gripping the bat, A tense moment as Peko spends no time to waste as she runs to Fuyuhiko. Fuyuhiko, still in the middle of processing on what the hell just happened, has his ears plugged up with something. When he looks up he sees Peko with her hands on his ears and sees something in her ears. Earplugs?
Her mouth moves and Fuyuhiko only hears the garbled "Now!" as the sounds of the night were interrupted by something. It was like the sound of a thousand birds chirping each through a megaphone. If it wasn't for the earplugs and Peko's hands over his ears he would be writhing all over the ground in pain. The vibrations shattered the windows of the cars and each of the men, completely unprepared for the sonic attack, were covering their ears in pain as they drop one by one. Fuyuhiko then sees a figure in black as he is standing behind the men holding up a device in his hands. The device resembles a small speaker and is emitting a bright blue light.
"Wait! Thats....' Fuyuhiko thinks back to the time he sees the identical device in Issac's bag when he first opened it, and how he reacted when he tried to touch it. "Issac?"
As soon as the last man falls. The person in black turns of the device, cutting off the blue light, and walks over to the two teens. From what Fuyuhiko can see, the person is wearing a black suit and mask that hid most of their features. The only thing he could see is that the person had steely grey eyes. They suddenly moved to the two, pointing to their ears and acting like they were taking something out of their ears. Peko nods in understanding as she removes her hands and earplugs from Fuyuhiko's ears before taking off the ones in her ears.
"Are you both okay?" The masked figure asks in a deep male voice. "Did you remember to push the earplugs tightly?"
"Yes, thank you." Peko bows her head a little as she begins to free Fuyuhiko from his restraints. When she is finished she helps him up and dusts him off.
"Thanks, Peko." Fuyuhiko then turns to the figure. "Who the hell are you? Why did you help save me?" The figure then raises his hand to stop the flow of questions. The masked man turns to the downed form of the Kai Clan leader, still bleeding from the stump that used to be his right hand, seemingly unconscious.
"How long are you going to pretend to be knocked out?" He questions the man.
Nothing. The masked figure walks up to him, picking up a handgun from one of the unconscious men.
"If you don't stop pretending by the time I count to 3, I'll put a bullet through your head." He says in a deadly tone. Fuyuhiko and Peko watching the scenario in front of them nervously.
"1"
Walks up to him.
"2"
Pokes his head with the gun.
"Thr-"
Before he could finish counting the seemingly downed man shoots up like a bullet and knock the gun away. The masked figure jumps back, dodging a swing that was aimed at his face. Kai was up and looked like a mess. His right stump had a piece of cloth tied around it, probably to stop the bleeding. His eyes have a rabid gleam in them and he still looked disoriented.
"You fucking bastard..." His voice is low, but it gave the same effect as if he was screaming. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU YOU SON OF A BITCH!" He pulls out a combat knife from his coat pocket and charges at the masked figure. When he reached him and swung the knife the masked man simply sidestepped and the momentum of missing caught up to Kai, he stumbled forward. The masked man took this as an opportunity. When Kai stumbled, the masked man flicked his wrist, releasing a baton from his sleeve that he gripped tightly and stuck it into the yakuza's neck. Not even half a second passed as Kai's body was jittering like crazy and Fuyuhiko could see a cracking blue light at the tip of the baton. Kai's body seized up and went slack as he fell to the ground, twitching every moment or so.
"Good grief, you should have been knocked out." The figure says in annoyance. He turns to the two teens who are flabbergasted on what they just saw.
"Don't worry, he's not dead, just can't feel anything from the neck down. It'll wear off in a few hours. In the meantime.." He raises his hand and cups it in his ear as if he was listening in the distance. "Your father will be here any minute Mr. Kuzuryu. This will be the time we part ways." He turns to walk back to his motorcycle, but hears a "Wait!" and he stops dead in his tracks. He turns and sees Fuyuhiko behind him, Peko waiting patiently a good few feet behind him. Fuyuhiko raises his hand in a handshake.
"Thank you." He says simply. When the masked man grasps his hand in Fuyuhiko's, Fuyuhiko pulls him down closer until their faces are inches away from each other. Fuyuhiko then whispers something that causes the figure's grey eyes to widen.
"When I get home, you and I are gonna have a talk." And like that, he walks back to Peko's side and looks back at him. "What are you waiting for? Go."
The masked figure then nods and turns back, running out of sight and back into the darkness.
For anyone who read my story on Ao3 and sees differences, I'm just taking the time to improve my story here since I have a better understanding of how the story is going to go. Reviews are appreciated!