Chapter Three: The Capture Bruce Starr Normal Bruce Starr 1 1 2001-10-20T01:11:00Z 2001-10-20T01:13:00Z 2 536 3059 H & B Truckling Co. 25 6 3756 9.3821 3.75 pt 5.1 pt 2 2

Chapter Three: The Capture

By: Flyby Stardancer

Kenji sat down on his rented bed, looking at the manilla folders he held in his hands, the top one bearing the name Bryan Takiyo. He sighed, then snapped his head up as he heard a knocking at the motel room's door. Who would that be? No one knows where I'm staying. He stood up, placing the folders in the inside pocket of the black jacket he was wearing and zipped the jacket shut. Slowly, catiously, he walked over to the window, peering out it to see who was at the door. There stood a man with silvery hair, in a trench coat. In the background, the mole could see the shadowed forms of Busuzima, Shenlong, and Stephen (Stun?!).

"Oh no. I better not answer," whispered the ninja, backing away to the back of the room. Yet, as soon as his back touched the whitewash on the wall, the knocking at the door turned to pounding, and it shook in its hindges. "I hope the door stays locked…"

Unfortunately, it seemed no diety was listening to ninja. With a loud groan and crack, the wood of the door bent unaturally inwards, then shattered everywhere. Instinctively, one of his arms came up to sheild his eyes from the splinters of wood flying all over the room. When he lowered his arm, all four forms were in his room. The silver-haired man stood in front while the others stood in a row, slightly behind him, as if he were the leader and them the followers.

"Well, well. What do we have here? A lone ninja without friends. Come with me, I'll show you what REAL friendship is. Come with me to the dark side, dear Bakaryu," the leader said softly, his voice colored by his accent.

"One: my name is not Bakaryu. Two: if you think I'm going to join you, your dreaming." Kenji slid into a fighting crouch, made familiar after years of practice. He monitored the fighters standing behind the mysterious leader, expecting an attack from them at any moment. Busuzima? Stun? Shenlong? SHENLONG! How'd he get here! Long said he died… This is not good. I can't take them all on at once. One on one, definitely; two on one, probably; but three on one? No way would I be able win. I have to try, though. For Riko, thought the dark-haired ninja, a look of determination settling on his handsome features.

"Very well. If you will not come peacefully, I will be forced to use other means." The Swedish man's head tilted over so slightly to the left. "Capture him, but do not kill him. I have other plans for this one." At the culmative "Yes, sir."s, the cloaked figure turned heel and calmly walked out, his black coat fluttering like a cape after him.

After he had dissapeared into the night, the three lakies left faced the young zoanthrope, identical smirks painted onto their face. Then, as if they were one, they flew at the mole, fists and feet ready.

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Miles away, a brown-haired young woman lay in her bed, asleep.The sheets were rumpled, and a frown marred her otherwise beautiful face. She was restless, as if caught in some sort of nightmare. Without warning, brown eyes snapped open, instantly alert. Slowly, her upper body lifted itself off the bed, shivering at the feel of the cool air sliding over her skin. Her eyes were focused on something that was not there, and she murmured, "Kenji…"

The End

Author's Note: So sorry that this chapter is so short! I just couldn't bring myself to write aything torturous about dear sweet Kenji. You can guess at what happened after I cut it off. Anyway's, now this is finished and I can finally move on. ^_^ I would have written and posted earlier, but I haven't been in a real writey mood. N E wayz, see yas later! PS: please don't flame me for this!!