The Misadventures of Ky Kiske
1 By: Invader-Zam4
Disclaimer: Ky Kiske and all related Guilty Gear characters are property of Sammy. Most of the characters portrayed here are property of Tecmo, Namco, Enix etc. I DO NOT OWN any of them. Please don't sue me I don't have any money.
***
Subchapter 1: Zam's Creed
Zam was riding at the back of his black Cadillac down a familiar road. He wasn't at his world though. He was somewhere else. The streets were dirty and grimy. Whores lined up the streets. Drunkards litter the sidewalks. Just by looking out the window, he could see that this place is a cesspool of crime and depravity. Man did it feel like home.
Driving the black Cadillac was a familiar, blonde, French woman. She was wearing her sensual white outfit, with a little cute chauffer hat. Of course, what kind of self-insert would he be if he didn't have some anime/video game bitches right? At his side, his little robot buddy MIR was asleep. Not on his head thankfully.
Zam had a dazed look on his face. He was concentrating so heavily at his arm, which was now wrapped in bandages. It looked like he was going through a Camille Vidan state, like Sheo Darren did. This made Helena worry a bit. As Helena saw a shop coming to them, she smiled her usual smug.
"Zam, we are here."
Zam snapped out of his stunned state. Helena could once again see the gleam in his blue/brown eyes. "Oh, thank you Helena. Just park over there and wait for me. Keep the air conditioner on. I wont be long.
"Yes sir..."
As the car parked, Zam stepped out. He stared at his bandaged arm once again and sighed. Lightning a Marlboro, he went inside the porno store.
***
This wasn't just your typical porno store. For one, it was pretty big. It was as big a restaurant. And everything was well categorized. All the erotic CDs, comics, books, toys etc were all organized in a neat manner. You don't see that much effort put into a porno store. The main clerk was reading a newspaper, hiding his face. Zam approached the front desk. The clerk lowered his paper.
"Hello Zam."
"Morning Sho."
Indeed it was Sho Tsuzuku who was manning the store. It shouldn't come up with too much of a surprise though. Only that megalomaniac would make such an investment at a porno store.
"Here for some more CDs? We got a new shipment of dominatrix CDs." Asked Sho in an unusual friendly manner.
Zam smiled taking a puff of his cigarette. "No, not today Sho."
Sho smiled. "Aren't you going to going to deny forcibly, shouting expletives at me then nose bleeding yourself unconscious?"
"Sho, you know that there is only one person that does that."
The two looked at each other. A brief silence, then the two said at the same time, "Sheo. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAH!"
"So, why did you come here? I'm sure you don't have time for a break. You got a universe to maintain."
Zam sighed. He slowly unraveled the bandage. "Could you get Sullia to look at this?"
Sho looked at the arm. He couldn't believe it. That rancid, pile of flesh was his arm? It looked like it underwent third-degree burns. It was twitching like hell. The tendons were barely hanging on his arm. You could even see the bone in one of the fingers. You could even see blood coursing though it.
"A reality wound? Someone is messing with your world eh?"
Zam nodded
"You know, there are ways to prevent the pain."
"I know. But we must see the future with our own eyes."
Sho smirked. "Sullia!" He called to the girl that was alphabetizing the yaoi CDs.
"Hai! Onichan?" Sullia was that same mysterious girl that appeared with Sho on the night MIR had returned. She is a genki girl. Always smiling. She has a short, Ami Mizuno-ish hair. But it's color was blue-greenish. Hard to believe that she was related to Sho. Him being stoic, calculative, manipulative, and having black hair on one side and white hair on the other. She walked merrily to her brother's counter. "What is it brother?"
"Would you mind taking a look at Zam's arm here?"
The moment she looked, she put her arm on her mouth. "WAH! Zam-kun! How did you get that?"
"Haha. Lets just say that someone doesn't like me."
"Does it hurt?"
"Quite a bit. You wouldn't mind, would you?"
"No! Leave it to me!" She placed her hands above Zam's arm. A mysterious energy flowed out of her hands and into his arm. Zam felt a sweet sensation. It felt like spring water flowing through his hands. Slowly, Zam's arm was being healed. Sullia knew it would take some time for his arm to fully heal, so she sought to pass the time. She noticed Zam's spikes.
"Ah! Zam-kun! When did you have your hair dyed?"
"Come again?"
"It red now! Didn't it used to be brown?"
"Oh yeah! When did you have it dyed Zam?"
"I didn't have it dyed! It still brown!"
"No way, it looks like...*"
"When sunlight hits it, it turns red, see?" He demonstrated his point by putting his head in the shadow. Yes it did turn into brown. Just then, a street urchin cam strolling into the store.
"Mr. Tsuzuku! I finished selling the porn CDs!" he said as he handed a wad of bills to Sho
"Good job kid." He said as he took half of the bills. "You can take your money and go home now." But the little boy didn't. He looked down and scratched his head.
"Um, Mr. Tsuzuku, I was wondering...*" Sho raised his eyebrow.
"You see, my mom need to have this operation, and she needs a lot of money. Me and my 7 brothers and sisters have been working to save up the amount but we're still a few thousand short and we need the money by today! So I was wondering...*"
"You want to work overtime, is that it kid?"
The small lad nodded. Sho pulled something out of the drawer and plopped it onto the counter. It was a stack of porn CDs.
"Sell this by nightfall and you can keep ¾ of the profits."
The child made a big smile as he snatched the erotic material. "Thank you Mr. Tsuzuku! Thank you!" he repeated several times as he rushed out the door.
"There we go Zam-kun! Good as new!"
Sullia's power was incredible. His arm had returned to normal. The pain and the twitching was gone. He placed it on her arm.
"Thank you Sullia. I owe you one."
"Ehehe. It was nothing."
Zam then noticed a fish mask lying on the counter.
"Where's the Shady guy?"
"He's off on some business."
***
Meanwhile...
Ryoga Hibiki, the eternal lost boy, experienced a miracle. After only 2 months of getting lost, he was back at Nerima. The Tendo Dojo was only up ahead. Soon he would be at Akane's arms. One way or another, he would be in her arms. Only a few steps left to his goddess. Just then, a real shady guy in a trench coat came in front of him. He pulled out a CD rack.
"Boss, boss, DVD? VCD? X?"
Ryoga's nosebleed shot him straight into the stratosphere and down, down, down to who knows where?
***
Back at the porno store...
"Well, I'd better get going."
"See ya, Zam..."
"But, one last inquiry."
"Yes?"
"Why are you in an Armani suit?"
"I have a case today. Those damn bakers are filing a lawsuit against me. They said that my honest store drove them out of business."
"I'm confused. Are you the defendant or the lawyer?"
"Both. I'm representing and defending myself."
"Um, Sho, 'the lawyer who defends himself has a fool for a client' don't you know that?"
"True, but tell that to the past five jokers who filed a lawsuit against me."
"Oh well. When are you going back to East Town?"
"What?"
"East Town? The town east of South Town? The town you control?"
"Oh. Sometime soon. I just have to fix all my business here and expand my humble shop."
"I see."
"You stopping by for orchestra night? I believe it's this week."
"I don't know, I didn't like Wolfgang Crowzer's performance the last time. All he knew how to play was Castlevania crud."
"Don't worry, it's not him time."
"Who is it then?"
"Madoka and Mido Ban."
"Interesting. Reserve me a ticket."
"Will do."
"See ya Sho."
"Hai..."
***
Zam returned to the back of his black Cadillac. "Helena, head for the airport. Some friends are dropping by..." She complied, driving them. Helena was not used to having a full knowledge of the situation. It gave her an uncomfortable feeling, especially when she learned her maid turned out to be an assassin.
"Zam..."
"What is it?" Asked Zam as he stared off into space.
"I'm having trouble understanding this man called Sho Tsuzuku. I mean, he's an anomaly that feeds on other fan fictions by messing with the story. He gets stronger as he spends a longer time at a certain universe. He is a powerful being that can destroy realities. But that man in the pornography shop looked far from a reality-destroying psychopath. He looked like a businessman. So would you mind explaining to me what is happening here? What is he?"
Zam hesitated for a moment. "Very well, Helena. You are my most trusted agents. I believe you have a right to know. But you didn't ask the right question."
"What?"
"The more apt inquiry is 'what are they?'"
"They?"
"Yes, they. Sho Tsuzuku, or should I say the TRUE Sho Tsuzuku is the keeper of the Ranma fan fictions. He is the guardian and herald of all the stories that all the great authors have made that involved that particular anime. He has traversed the imaginations of countless fan fiction authors. He has studied all of the story potentials, move explanations and modification ever made to Ranma Saotome. With his knowledge came power. Power that came from all the Ranma writers. What he gained was the power to summon ANY Ranma from ANY fan fiction ever made. God Ranmas, angst Ranmas, turbulent Ranmas, he could summon them all to do his bidding. He gained strength as well. He received the ability to USE any of the moves that he saw in ANY of the fan fictions ever made!
But this power came at a terrible price. When he fully mastered all his new gained skills and abilities, he realized that they constantly deteriorate his existence. So much power was too much for one author insert to withstand. Oh sure, the thought of doing like Ryu Ohshi, being a wandering vagrant, kicking people's asses appealed to him, but he had another agenda. One that required longevity.
So, TRUE Sho Tsuzuku split himself into three parts.
REVALATION. This being represented his dark side. All his angst, hatred, indifference, insatiable thirsts for power was manifested in this one man. Needless to say, he is a powerful being. Not too smart unfortunately. He believes in only one thing: Might is Right. He antagonizes people for the sole purpose of being an antagonist. Oh sure, he could let people let live in peace and harmony but how would that be entertaining for him? He is also the one who messed up with Sheo Darren's fan fiction "The Wedding Night 2." Sheo called him Sho because he did not have a full understanding of his opponent. His real name is Samael Tsuzuku.
GENESIS. This being represented his good side. All of his kindness, generosity, hope, and joy were manifested in this girl. She isn't as strong as her evil brother, and that's already saying a lot. But none-the-less she exists. Unlike her brother who has the power to wound and destroy, she has the power to mend and create. She is a kind girl but not in anyway innocent. She knows her way around. She has no desire for conquest or power. A simple life would suit her just fine. She is faithful, kind and benevolent. She was that girl I saw in the store. Her name is Sullia Tsuzuku.
Finally, there is DEUTORONOMY. He is what TRUE Sho desired from the start. He is a being of pure logic. He knows not the boundaries of good and evil, just what is logical. The only cause that he strives for is his own goals. He moves with a calculative mind. Manipulating people for his own ends is a common act for him. He treads so surely. He is very stoic and virtually emotionless. Though his actions may have a certain bastard factor in them, he can easily justify them all in court. He is a business minded individual with a full grasp on all the concepts of law. He shuns physical combat, preferring other people to do his dirty work for him. Failing that, he goes into negotiations with his assailant. A blitz of words and facts usually incapacitates his enemies and usually leave them giving him half of all his property. His other fearful power is his power of CONVENIENCE. I have not seen the full extent of this power but this much i know: It is a power that makes everything convenient for him. He is the eldest amongst the three. He is Sho Tsuzuku, aka the guy that runs East Town and that porno store.
Will that suffice? My dear Frenchwoman?"
Helena was stunned when she realized whom they were dealing with. "So, you believe that Samael is the one messing with your world?"
"I can't rule that possibility out, but I have no proof."
"So, if you know that someone is messing with your world, why are you still calling all your agents? Why let him or her commit another tragedy similar to the 'Wedding Night 2'? Why aren't we stopping him now?!"
"Your frustrations and confusion is well-justified."
"So why?"
Zam sighed.
"Before I was a writer, I was a dedicated journalist. I got my story and and beat the deadline. I was as persistent as I was skilled. My stories were pretty darn good. I actually look cute in that press jacket and cap. After a while, I retired and became a writer. I saw that the principle of journalism can be applied to writing fan fictions. I decided to use that as a guideline, with a few exceptions of course. I have to be detailed, but not so frank. I have to define my characters well, even if they are fictional. But now, I have violated one of the most cardinal rules of journalism."
"Which is?"
"A story is never supposed to be about you. I should have been involving myself in my story so much. My author insert shouldn't even exist. So I made a resolution. I will stay out of the limelight. I will not even mention myself. I will not deal with who ever are causing me all this pain until Jam is safely in Ky's arms."
"So why are you calling all your agents?"
"The pain will not stop. I may go into a concussion. But my consciousness can still continue writing the story. Unfortunately, it will be rambled thoughts. You three's mission is two fold. The first is to protect me. With all my energies concentrated to the completion of my fanfic, I doubt if I will be able to protect myself. I'll be as open as a strip club on payday. The second is to piece together my rambled thoughts, if I get into the concussion state."
"I see. So who will be assisting me in this matter?"
"Two other girls." Zam handed her two folders. "The first one is an agent known only as 'Whip.' She is skilled in the use of, what else, a whip. She is also trained in small arms and espionage. I met her in a candy store somewhere."
Helena was analyzing her...co-worker in her mind. She probably thought of the other girls as competition for Zam.
"16 huh? She's still a kid. Her body isn't even developed yet. He probably got her because of her connections to NEST. Either that or she was just there. Zam never did have a good judge of people."
"The other one is Isabella 'Ivy' Valentine. She is a fierce warrior who knows a bit of necromancy. She has a full and complete knowledge of the supernatural."
Helena continued to analyze her...'competition' in her mind.
"Hmph. Sure your well developed. But you are just so...so...bitchy. Probably a whore. She probably drinks beer and scratches herself in public. Besides, I am so much more beautiful than this rancid, unsightly...*"
"She is also my ex-wife."
The black Cadillac swerved, capsized, did a Seta-san roll and fall back right side up unscathed.
"Whoa...MIR, you alright?"
"WOOHOOO! LETS DO IT AGAIN! THEN LETS MAKE WAFFLES!"
"How about you Douglas?"
"I'm fine. But you never told me you had a wife before."
"Well, it was such a perfect place and time. I was a mortally wounded man who had amnesia and collapsed at the house of a lonely woman who was living the rest of her life in solitude after destroying the Soul Edge. She nursed me back to health and I kept her company. Even after she told me she was a necromancer who uses bondage techniques to subdue her opponents I felt an attraction towards her. I guess she finds a man who accepts her for who she is as attractive. When the shards of Soul Edge started appearing again, I divorced her. Couldn't have her having any distractions now could I? Anyway, lets go pick them up."
A vein popped out of Helena's head. "Sure thing, Zam." She replied with a certain sense of tension.
The black Cadillac drove on.
***
Preview of the next chapter: Bonjour mina-san! Klyde here talking! It'll be good to be back on the field with the FRB again. I wonder what Jam was looking for in this ruin. More importantly, who sent us the map of the secret passages? Well, you get what you've got and you go for it. Man this place looks dangerous. Wait, why does this blindfold look so hauntingly familiar? Next time on The Misadventures of Ky Kiske: Shadow Puppets of Doom! Jam, wait for me...
1 By: Invader-Zam4
Disclaimer: Ky Kiske and all related Guilty Gear characters are property of Sammy. Most of the characters portrayed here are property of Tecmo, Namco, Enix etc. I DO NOT OWN any of them. Please don't sue me I don't have any money.
***
Subchapter 1: Zam's Creed
Zam was riding at the back of his black Cadillac down a familiar road. He wasn't at his world though. He was somewhere else. The streets were dirty and grimy. Whores lined up the streets. Drunkards litter the sidewalks. Just by looking out the window, he could see that this place is a cesspool of crime and depravity. Man did it feel like home.
Driving the black Cadillac was a familiar, blonde, French woman. She was wearing her sensual white outfit, with a little cute chauffer hat. Of course, what kind of self-insert would he be if he didn't have some anime/video game bitches right? At his side, his little robot buddy MIR was asleep. Not on his head thankfully.
Zam had a dazed look on his face. He was concentrating so heavily at his arm, which was now wrapped in bandages. It looked like he was going through a Camille Vidan state, like Sheo Darren did. This made Helena worry a bit. As Helena saw a shop coming to them, she smiled her usual smug.
"Zam, we are here."
Zam snapped out of his stunned state. Helena could once again see the gleam in his blue/brown eyes. "Oh, thank you Helena. Just park over there and wait for me. Keep the air conditioner on. I wont be long.
"Yes sir..."
As the car parked, Zam stepped out. He stared at his bandaged arm once again and sighed. Lightning a Marlboro, he went inside the porno store.
***
This wasn't just your typical porno store. For one, it was pretty big. It was as big a restaurant. And everything was well categorized. All the erotic CDs, comics, books, toys etc were all organized in a neat manner. You don't see that much effort put into a porno store. The main clerk was reading a newspaper, hiding his face. Zam approached the front desk. The clerk lowered his paper.
"Hello Zam."
"Morning Sho."
Indeed it was Sho Tsuzuku who was manning the store. It shouldn't come up with too much of a surprise though. Only that megalomaniac would make such an investment at a porno store.
"Here for some more CDs? We got a new shipment of dominatrix CDs." Asked Sho in an unusual friendly manner.
Zam smiled taking a puff of his cigarette. "No, not today Sho."
Sho smiled. "Aren't you going to going to deny forcibly, shouting expletives at me then nose bleeding yourself unconscious?"
"Sho, you know that there is only one person that does that."
The two looked at each other. A brief silence, then the two said at the same time, "Sheo. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAH!"
"So, why did you come here? I'm sure you don't have time for a break. You got a universe to maintain."
Zam sighed. He slowly unraveled the bandage. "Could you get Sullia to look at this?"
Sho looked at the arm. He couldn't believe it. That rancid, pile of flesh was his arm? It looked like it underwent third-degree burns. It was twitching like hell. The tendons were barely hanging on his arm. You could even see the bone in one of the fingers. You could even see blood coursing though it.
"A reality wound? Someone is messing with your world eh?"
Zam nodded
"You know, there are ways to prevent the pain."
"I know. But we must see the future with our own eyes."
Sho smirked. "Sullia!" He called to the girl that was alphabetizing the yaoi CDs.
"Hai! Onichan?" Sullia was that same mysterious girl that appeared with Sho on the night MIR had returned. She is a genki girl. Always smiling. She has a short, Ami Mizuno-ish hair. But it's color was blue-greenish. Hard to believe that she was related to Sho. Him being stoic, calculative, manipulative, and having black hair on one side and white hair on the other. She walked merrily to her brother's counter. "What is it brother?"
"Would you mind taking a look at Zam's arm here?"
The moment she looked, she put her arm on her mouth. "WAH! Zam-kun! How did you get that?"
"Haha. Lets just say that someone doesn't like me."
"Does it hurt?"
"Quite a bit. You wouldn't mind, would you?"
"No! Leave it to me!" She placed her hands above Zam's arm. A mysterious energy flowed out of her hands and into his arm. Zam felt a sweet sensation. It felt like spring water flowing through his hands. Slowly, Zam's arm was being healed. Sullia knew it would take some time for his arm to fully heal, so she sought to pass the time. She noticed Zam's spikes.
"Ah! Zam-kun! When did you have your hair dyed?"
"Come again?"
"It red now! Didn't it used to be brown?"
"Oh yeah! When did you have it dyed Zam?"
"I didn't have it dyed! It still brown!"
"No way, it looks like...*"
"When sunlight hits it, it turns red, see?" He demonstrated his point by putting his head in the shadow. Yes it did turn into brown. Just then, a street urchin cam strolling into the store.
"Mr. Tsuzuku! I finished selling the porn CDs!" he said as he handed a wad of bills to Sho
"Good job kid." He said as he took half of the bills. "You can take your money and go home now." But the little boy didn't. He looked down and scratched his head.
"Um, Mr. Tsuzuku, I was wondering...*" Sho raised his eyebrow.
"You see, my mom need to have this operation, and she needs a lot of money. Me and my 7 brothers and sisters have been working to save up the amount but we're still a few thousand short and we need the money by today! So I was wondering...*"
"You want to work overtime, is that it kid?"
The small lad nodded. Sho pulled something out of the drawer and plopped it onto the counter. It was a stack of porn CDs.
"Sell this by nightfall and you can keep ¾ of the profits."
The child made a big smile as he snatched the erotic material. "Thank you Mr. Tsuzuku! Thank you!" he repeated several times as he rushed out the door.
"There we go Zam-kun! Good as new!"
Sullia's power was incredible. His arm had returned to normal. The pain and the twitching was gone. He placed it on her arm.
"Thank you Sullia. I owe you one."
"Ehehe. It was nothing."
Zam then noticed a fish mask lying on the counter.
"Where's the Shady guy?"
"He's off on some business."
***
Meanwhile...
Ryoga Hibiki, the eternal lost boy, experienced a miracle. After only 2 months of getting lost, he was back at Nerima. The Tendo Dojo was only up ahead. Soon he would be at Akane's arms. One way or another, he would be in her arms. Only a few steps left to his goddess. Just then, a real shady guy in a trench coat came in front of him. He pulled out a CD rack.
"Boss, boss, DVD? VCD? X?"
Ryoga's nosebleed shot him straight into the stratosphere and down, down, down to who knows where?
***
Back at the porno store...
"Well, I'd better get going."
"See ya, Zam..."
"But, one last inquiry."
"Yes?"
"Why are you in an Armani suit?"
"I have a case today. Those damn bakers are filing a lawsuit against me. They said that my honest store drove them out of business."
"I'm confused. Are you the defendant or the lawyer?"
"Both. I'm representing and defending myself."
"Um, Sho, 'the lawyer who defends himself has a fool for a client' don't you know that?"
"True, but tell that to the past five jokers who filed a lawsuit against me."
"Oh well. When are you going back to East Town?"
"What?"
"East Town? The town east of South Town? The town you control?"
"Oh. Sometime soon. I just have to fix all my business here and expand my humble shop."
"I see."
"You stopping by for orchestra night? I believe it's this week."
"I don't know, I didn't like Wolfgang Crowzer's performance the last time. All he knew how to play was Castlevania crud."
"Don't worry, it's not him time."
"Who is it then?"
"Madoka and Mido Ban."
"Interesting. Reserve me a ticket."
"Will do."
"See ya Sho."
"Hai..."
***
Zam returned to the back of his black Cadillac. "Helena, head for the airport. Some friends are dropping by..." She complied, driving them. Helena was not used to having a full knowledge of the situation. It gave her an uncomfortable feeling, especially when she learned her maid turned out to be an assassin.
"Zam..."
"What is it?" Asked Zam as he stared off into space.
"I'm having trouble understanding this man called Sho Tsuzuku. I mean, he's an anomaly that feeds on other fan fictions by messing with the story. He gets stronger as he spends a longer time at a certain universe. He is a powerful being that can destroy realities. But that man in the pornography shop looked far from a reality-destroying psychopath. He looked like a businessman. So would you mind explaining to me what is happening here? What is he?"
Zam hesitated for a moment. "Very well, Helena. You are my most trusted agents. I believe you have a right to know. But you didn't ask the right question."
"What?"
"The more apt inquiry is 'what are they?'"
"They?"
"Yes, they. Sho Tsuzuku, or should I say the TRUE Sho Tsuzuku is the keeper of the Ranma fan fictions. He is the guardian and herald of all the stories that all the great authors have made that involved that particular anime. He has traversed the imaginations of countless fan fiction authors. He has studied all of the story potentials, move explanations and modification ever made to Ranma Saotome. With his knowledge came power. Power that came from all the Ranma writers. What he gained was the power to summon ANY Ranma from ANY fan fiction ever made. God Ranmas, angst Ranmas, turbulent Ranmas, he could summon them all to do his bidding. He gained strength as well. He received the ability to USE any of the moves that he saw in ANY of the fan fictions ever made!
But this power came at a terrible price. When he fully mastered all his new gained skills and abilities, he realized that they constantly deteriorate his existence. So much power was too much for one author insert to withstand. Oh sure, the thought of doing like Ryu Ohshi, being a wandering vagrant, kicking people's asses appealed to him, but he had another agenda. One that required longevity.
So, TRUE Sho Tsuzuku split himself into three parts.
REVALATION. This being represented his dark side. All his angst, hatred, indifference, insatiable thirsts for power was manifested in this one man. Needless to say, he is a powerful being. Not too smart unfortunately. He believes in only one thing: Might is Right. He antagonizes people for the sole purpose of being an antagonist. Oh sure, he could let people let live in peace and harmony but how would that be entertaining for him? He is also the one who messed up with Sheo Darren's fan fiction "The Wedding Night 2." Sheo called him Sho because he did not have a full understanding of his opponent. His real name is Samael Tsuzuku.
GENESIS. This being represented his good side. All of his kindness, generosity, hope, and joy were manifested in this girl. She isn't as strong as her evil brother, and that's already saying a lot. But none-the-less she exists. Unlike her brother who has the power to wound and destroy, she has the power to mend and create. She is a kind girl but not in anyway innocent. She knows her way around. She has no desire for conquest or power. A simple life would suit her just fine. She is faithful, kind and benevolent. She was that girl I saw in the store. Her name is Sullia Tsuzuku.
Finally, there is DEUTORONOMY. He is what TRUE Sho desired from the start. He is a being of pure logic. He knows not the boundaries of good and evil, just what is logical. The only cause that he strives for is his own goals. He moves with a calculative mind. Manipulating people for his own ends is a common act for him. He treads so surely. He is very stoic and virtually emotionless. Though his actions may have a certain bastard factor in them, he can easily justify them all in court. He is a business minded individual with a full grasp on all the concepts of law. He shuns physical combat, preferring other people to do his dirty work for him. Failing that, he goes into negotiations with his assailant. A blitz of words and facts usually incapacitates his enemies and usually leave them giving him half of all his property. His other fearful power is his power of CONVENIENCE. I have not seen the full extent of this power but this much i know: It is a power that makes everything convenient for him. He is the eldest amongst the three. He is Sho Tsuzuku, aka the guy that runs East Town and that porno store.
Will that suffice? My dear Frenchwoman?"
Helena was stunned when she realized whom they were dealing with. "So, you believe that Samael is the one messing with your world?"
"I can't rule that possibility out, but I have no proof."
"So, if you know that someone is messing with your world, why are you still calling all your agents? Why let him or her commit another tragedy similar to the 'Wedding Night 2'? Why aren't we stopping him now?!"
"Your frustrations and confusion is well-justified."
"So why?"
Zam sighed.
"Before I was a writer, I was a dedicated journalist. I got my story and and beat the deadline. I was as persistent as I was skilled. My stories were pretty darn good. I actually look cute in that press jacket and cap. After a while, I retired and became a writer. I saw that the principle of journalism can be applied to writing fan fictions. I decided to use that as a guideline, with a few exceptions of course. I have to be detailed, but not so frank. I have to define my characters well, even if they are fictional. But now, I have violated one of the most cardinal rules of journalism."
"Which is?"
"A story is never supposed to be about you. I should have been involving myself in my story so much. My author insert shouldn't even exist. So I made a resolution. I will stay out of the limelight. I will not even mention myself. I will not deal with who ever are causing me all this pain until Jam is safely in Ky's arms."
"So why are you calling all your agents?"
"The pain will not stop. I may go into a concussion. But my consciousness can still continue writing the story. Unfortunately, it will be rambled thoughts. You three's mission is two fold. The first is to protect me. With all my energies concentrated to the completion of my fanfic, I doubt if I will be able to protect myself. I'll be as open as a strip club on payday. The second is to piece together my rambled thoughts, if I get into the concussion state."
"I see. So who will be assisting me in this matter?"
"Two other girls." Zam handed her two folders. "The first one is an agent known only as 'Whip.' She is skilled in the use of, what else, a whip. She is also trained in small arms and espionage. I met her in a candy store somewhere."
Helena was analyzing her...co-worker in her mind. She probably thought of the other girls as competition for Zam.
"16 huh? She's still a kid. Her body isn't even developed yet. He probably got her because of her connections to NEST. Either that or she was just there. Zam never did have a good judge of people."
"The other one is Isabella 'Ivy' Valentine. She is a fierce warrior who knows a bit of necromancy. She has a full and complete knowledge of the supernatural."
Helena continued to analyze her...'competition' in her mind.
"Hmph. Sure your well developed. But you are just so...so...bitchy. Probably a whore. She probably drinks beer and scratches herself in public. Besides, I am so much more beautiful than this rancid, unsightly...*"
"She is also my ex-wife."
The black Cadillac swerved, capsized, did a Seta-san roll and fall back right side up unscathed.
"Whoa...MIR, you alright?"
"WOOHOOO! LETS DO IT AGAIN! THEN LETS MAKE WAFFLES!"
"How about you Douglas?"
"I'm fine. But you never told me you had a wife before."
"Well, it was such a perfect place and time. I was a mortally wounded man who had amnesia and collapsed at the house of a lonely woman who was living the rest of her life in solitude after destroying the Soul Edge. She nursed me back to health and I kept her company. Even after she told me she was a necromancer who uses bondage techniques to subdue her opponents I felt an attraction towards her. I guess she finds a man who accepts her for who she is as attractive. When the shards of Soul Edge started appearing again, I divorced her. Couldn't have her having any distractions now could I? Anyway, lets go pick them up."
A vein popped out of Helena's head. "Sure thing, Zam." She replied with a certain sense of tension.
The black Cadillac drove on.
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Preview of the next chapter: Bonjour mina-san! Klyde here talking! It'll be good to be back on the field with the FRB again. I wonder what Jam was looking for in this ruin. More importantly, who sent us the map of the secret passages? Well, you get what you've got and you go for it. Man this place looks dangerous. Wait, why does this blindfold look so hauntingly familiar? Next time on The Misadventures of Ky Kiske: Shadow Puppets of Doom! Jam, wait for me...