Hi this is Benji Himura. I am now starting a new fanfic. Is a Sakura Taisen story. I don't own Sakura or any of the characters. Some anime or manga characters might show up in the story I also don't own then. I own Benji Himura and others characters that will show up in the story. It might be violence and sex in the story so if you are underage of seventeen are warned the content might be too improper to your age. Read by your own will and risk. In anyway enjoy the story.
Signed: Benji Himura.
Pre-story author notes:
This story is an altered universe for Sakura Taisen. As it will be told on the story it is a game being played. At least that is the very beginning of the story. Things might take odd turns as the story develops. But so far one thing is for sure. Ogami Ichiro won't be the leader of the hanagumi and I am not sure if he will appear on this story. Kyougi means game in Japanese the title of this story is Sakura Taisen the Game. But it isn't based on the real Sakura Taisen game.
"Text" Talked or thought sentences.
(Text) Talked sentences in a foreign language. As English when everyone else speaks Japanese.
:Text: Messages show in an electronic screen.
Eighth coin: Public display of violence
Emi releases the slide loading the pistol and locking it. "Then I have an idea that might work." She says to him. For a moment Benji saw an experienced fighter, not a nun in front of him.
"First we need to go to that empty lot by the Shopping Vitória. Near of that still building carnival that arrived few days ago." Emi says to him. "Today they will be recording an interview there. I am sure that if you pass by there they will see you. Then we go to the Pope square. To enter there they will need to leave the cars."
"You are forgetting that they prefer to snipe out." Benji says pointing to his Mk11 Mod0 Rifle. "There are too many walls blocking the sight for the square. No sniper can take out someone there from a building. Since the nearest ones are eight hundred meters away. It is a too difficult shot." Emi replies. Benji agrees with her. "If they are too many we run to the shopping and hide there. They won't fire against a crowd. It would get too much attention from the police." Emi says.
"Okay. To help on the idea put on your habit. But keep your pants on under it." Benji says. "Why I have to use it?" she asks. "You will carry my rifle under your skirt." Benji answers. Emi had to agree that made a lot of sense. Carrying it on the document case called some attention. And take time to remove from there. To hide on the bike was even worse. So she agreed.
Ten minutes later they leave the convent. Emi riding like a maiden, sited with her legs on the side of the bike where the chain isn't to not get her skirt ripped by it. Benji rides in a regular speed moving to the location of the interview. As the planned Benji passed behind the reporter and in front of the camera twice. As if he was shopping. Then he moves to a covered area to wait.
And few minutes later two black SUVs appears. Benji moves to the square. Forced to walk the passengers leave the SUVs. Ten men in black suits holding M-16 machine guns runs to the square.
Unaware for the running duo is that Ringo also saw the interview and is on her way there too.
Hidden on an edge of the square Benji is crouched with his pistol, Emi is near of the entrance walking to the square. Benji fires at the men, who where turned to the other side of the square. Two of them fall with bullets on they brains. The others turn to Benji and fire. Benji runs low behind a small wall. Moving to a new location Benji fires again. Two more fall. Benji ejects the empty magazine and reloads the pistol with a full one.
He takes two more down. And run to another spot. He slips by the entrance. He sees Emi who waves at him in the direction of the mall. Benji runs to her. The remaining four moves to the SUVs just to found the tires slashed. Not knowing that was Emi handwork. They chase him by feet after trading the M-16s for 9mm Uzis and hiding them on them jackets.
Another SUV appears blocking they path. Benji fires on the tires. They slide over the hood and turn a corner and move to the mall. Before reaching there Benji changes the empty magazine for a full one, only with four more magazines counting the one in the gun Benji has to be careful. He holsters the gun before entering on the mall.
The duo walks to not call attention. The mall is not full but also isn't empty. There is enough people for them mingle there. The men follow them there. On the second floor Benji counts nine of them. Too many to fight. Seeing the men forming trios and separating to seek them Benji and Emi moves to a library.
"We can't fight here." Benji whispers to her. "There are too many people who can get hurt." Emi nods. Then she smiles evilly and pulls Benji gently by the hand. She leaves the store and smashes the glass of a small metal red box with Benji gloved hand. Then a screeching alarm fills the air and water falls from many sprinklers. People races to the exits. Clerks leave the stores.
But standing against the fleeing people an armed man on a suit moves closer of Benji and Emi. Unable to target them he tries to get closer. But he is moving against the flow. When the crowd passes the man runs after the duo that turned a corner. He never saw what hitted him. Benji slammed his knife on the man neck severing the artery and veins, almost cutting his head off, but stopping on the bone. Before he hits the ground he is dead. Benji takes the man Uzi and all the six clips for it and run with Emi to another part of the shopping.
On the wet granite floor the men skidder while Benji and Emi runs easily thanks to rubber sole boots. Now using a surgical mask each they are covering they face from the security cameras. By a large stairs Benji fires the Uzi against two men who was walking over it. They fall craved with bullets. The shots call the attention of the remaining six ones who runs to there. Benji and Emi enter on the food course and hide behind a counter.
More Uzis fire against them. Emi is disconnecting a gas barrel and Benji tosses it over the counter on the men direction and fire twice. The barrel explodes. But just burn lightly the men since they jumped on a store to cover. But Emi and Benji ran from there using that opening.
They notice that the water stop falling. Benji is tackled hard. The momentum tosses him and the attacker inside a store. Benji holds the attacker and slams him on a wall. The attacker puts a gun on Benji head, when Benji does the same with him. "Ringo!" Benji asks surprised. "Benji?" she asks. "I thought that you were one of those guys." They say at the same time. Benji sees Emi running with a baseball bat and smashes it against Ringo head. Benji blocks it with his arm.
"She is not an enemy Emi." Benji says rubbing his arm after lowering Ringo. "How it hasn't broke?" Ringo asked. "Protection." Benji says before shots are fired against them. The trio ducks for cover. Benji pulls Emi closer and slides his hand between her legs. "Ack!" the nun cries with surprise when raised on the air. She holds on Benji as best as she can. Ringo hears a click and then shots are fired. Two men fell. Benji ducks with Emi. He raises her skirt and removes the rifle from the strap on her inner right thigh. "Don't use me as an action instrument!" Emi shouts smacking Benji on the head.
Benji ejects the empty magazine and reloads it. Emi looks to her lightly scorched pants. "At least I was wearing pants. If I wasn't I would get some really nasty burns all over my legs." She whispers. "Hold a second! Benji you planned this! You planned in using me as an action instrument!" she shouts at him. "And you burned and placed holes on my habit!"
"Well it crossed my mind." Benji says. "And it couldn't be avoided." Ringo stares at them. "You will pay me for this." Emi mutters picking the fallen Uzi. "You will help or you came for the sightseeing?" Emi asks to Ringo.
The police woman picks her shotgun and pumps it. "I will help for now." Ringo replies after tucking her pistol on the holster. When all the men stop firing to reload the trio jumps over them firing. Seeing no effect on hitting them on the chest Benji shouts. "They are using vest!" then Benji slams the butt of his rifle on the jaw of the closer one. The impact makes the man fall off the rail and on the first floor below.
Emi fires low aiming at the legs. Unprotected there the men fall screaming with pain. Ringo aims much higher. A single blast makes the head of her target turn in a bloody mess. Benji fires against another man. A single head shots ends it for the soldier to hire. But as soon the six there are dead ten more appear from a corner. But unlike the others they are armed with M-16s.
"They are mass-produced!" Benji shouts as Ringo and Emi runs to a service entrance. Benji is following. "Benji what the hell you did to piss off those people!" Ringo shouts blocking the door by using a mop to jam the opening bars. They run to another part of the shopping. "I have no idea!" Benji replies. Emi slides her left hand on his pocket and pick up an Uzi magazine.
"And how a nun knows how to use an Uzi?" Ringo asks "You are such a bad influence that you turned a nun into a killer in few days!" "Actually I already knew how to use an Uzi. I wasn't always a sister you know." Emi replies cocking the small machine gun. Ringo is loading her shotgun placing more shells to replace the used ones. They leave on the first floor where they meet the mercenaries again. But this time they are with the back turned to them.
And with a wicked smile the trio shot them in the back finishing them off. Benji moves to them and pick one M-16 and all the ammo from them. He returns with a visible smile under his mask. "Ho, Ho, Ho, Now I have a machine gun." Benji says facing Bruce Willis voice. "Okay McClane give that to me." Ringo says. "No way. Let me savor my Die Hard moment here." Benji replies. "Besides I need more weapons and ammo. At least I have over one hundred rounds for this one and my sniper rifle."
Before Ringo can reply more shots are fired. They fire back. "How many more of them have out there!" Emi shouts emptying her gun on them and reaching on Benji for more ammo. Benji pushes Ringo to a store and run with Emi to another place. As the expected by the writer they follow him.
While Emi keeps the men behind a corner Benji makes a hot wire on a dirty bike that was supposed to be the prize of a sport gear store promotion. Starting the engine Benji get on the bike and Emi hops behind him, lifting her skirt to her waist. Benji speeds off leaving behind the mercenaries. The now motored duo enters on an elevator and goes to the second floor again.
Ringo enters on a dealer and gets a bike to herself. But unlike Benji she uses a key that was hanging on a board. Aware that on the exterior of the mall the cops are surrounding the mall. Benji and Emi are being chased by foot by the mercenaries. Who are being take down by the armed sister.
Once again on the food course Benji stares to the large panoramic balcony of the food course. "Hold tight." Benji says to Emi who obeys. Benji speeds up towards a ramp connected to a stage on the balcony and they are launched on the air. Benji gets up on the bike and is followed by Emi who is copying his motions. They land over a police squad car and Benji speeds up again before the stunned cops can react and speeds away from there. Then Ringo follows them flying out of the mall and landing on the asphalt much harder than the duo. The shotgun fell on the road but Ringo keeps following them.
Emi tosses on the road a paper bag full of nails. Ringo runs over the side walk avoiding them. But the squad cars behind her haven't that luck. The high speed pursue continues for a while. Under a bridge Benji stops. Emi leaves the bike. Benji does the same. While Emi lowers her pants and tucks her skirt inside the pants Ringo arrives surprised with the action of the duo.
Emi is putting on a t-shirt over her habit and Benji is taking out his lab coat and stuffing it on the storage compartment of his BMW hidden there. Emi picks a white plastic bottle and Benji bends forward a bit. The disguised sister pours the contents of the bottle on Benji hair. "Oxygenated water?" Ringo asks moving to them. Slowly Benji hair begins to lighten up. Emi removes her veil and puts on the compartment and pulls another bottle from there.
She pours on Benji hair. It is water and it is washing away the chemical. Ringo now look at a brown haired Benji. His hair just few shades darker than Emi's. The sister even passed some on his eye brows also bleaching them. Benji puts on a denim jacket and dismantle the rifle and the M-16 placing it on the compartment among the ammo. Emi places the Uzi there with the ammo that she is taking from Benji pockets.
"You two can stop doing that?" Ringo says unhappy for being ignored. "I could arrest you two." Benji looks at her. "But you won't. Ringo you know as well as I know that whoever is after me is loaded. And it can buy the cops and get me if whoever it is wants. I am safer running." Benji says to her.
Emi closes the seat and puts on a dark green denim jacket and a helmet. She rides on the bike and waits. Benji rides in front of the nun and puts on his helmet. "Do your best to track them. I am doing the same." Benji says closing the helmet and driving away. "Damn Benji." She mutters seeing him leaving. Further ahead on the road the duo is stopped by a police block. But since they are looking for a brunette biker with a nun on a dirty bike they let Benji and Emi pass.
On that night on the convent Emi convinced Benji to sleep on one of the rooms there. She stood on the same room sited on the bed looking out of the window. Recalling with shivers few shocking events on the mall. The moments that came before the escape. The stress on Benji face is easily visible even when he is resting. Emi gently caresses his hair while he sleeps in an unconscious gesture of comfort.
Flashback On that afternoon
Emi cries with pain when she is tackled by one of the black suited men. When she falls she takes down Benji weapons. "Emi!" Benji shouts seeing his partner on the floor. Benji just slammed his fist on the man face. His cheekbone shatters with the impact. But Benji doesn't stop there. Benji keeps packing more and more strong punches on the man face. Emi shouts a warning and Benji grabs the man and moves him.
Several shots hit the man body. Two more men are running to them. Benji tosses the man against them, when they were busy reloading. Then Benji charges at them. The one that he attacks almost haven't time to rises his arms in a vain attempt of block Benji resin sword. The transparent sword slashes deeply the man arms. He screams in pain while Benji slashes sideways on his legs once again cutting deep reaching the femoral arteries. The second man who fallen inside a gift shop grabs a European sword replica and attacks Benji.
Benji blocks the blunt, but heavy sword with his own sword. A dent appears on the transparent blade. Benji now attacks his opponent with swift strikes each of them giving cuts on his arms and legs. The man slams the sword against Benji's. Benji blade breaks with the impact and the sword hits him on the chest.
The blade was stopped by the mail under his clothes. But the man hasn't time to do anything with Benji piercing his skull with the remaining blade on his hand. Benji jumps backwards avoiding a spray of bullets and lands inside the gift shop. By a wicked trick of destiny he lands besides a katana.
Benji grabs the sword and charges at the men. With a swift move the closer one loses his arms. Fainting in pain to never wake the man is no longer a threat. The second one smiles evilly. "A worthy opponent at last." He says drawing a saber from the back of his suit. He charges at Benji who blocks the attack.
The fight doesn't last long with the man losing his head to the writer. Emi grabs Benji and pulls him away. Benji was scaring her with the ease that he is killing.
End of the flashback
Emi shakes her head a bit. She knows that Benji was protecting herself and his own life. But she knows that his skill with the sword as not something that he had naturally. Deciding to dismiss it as a divine providence she lays besides him and sleep.
September twelfth 20XX Vitória
Emi wakes early. She sighs happily feeling warm and fuzzy. She sees Benji besides her hugging her gently. A pose that they adopted sometime during the cold night. Emi blushes with a small smile and untangles herself from him careful to not wake the very tired man. She leaves the room with a bag pack. Two hours later she returns and peeks in the bedroom. Benji is still sleeping soundly. "He must be very tired after being chased for six days." She whispers moving to the kitchen to fix a nice breakfast for both of them. With Benji CD player with her she cooks. "He forgot about you, haven't him?" Emi asks to the electronic device worn out by the intense use. She smiles recalling that before the hunt Benji could only be seem with the CD player on his waist on his belt pocket.
She hums the soft tune of Yume Mite Iyou. Lightly surprised by Benji taste of the romantic sounding music. Even that is in Japanese. Half hour later Emi strolls inside the room holding a plate full of scrambled eggs. She is wearing a blue turtle neck shirt with long sleeves, graffiti gray mini skirt and same color tight high stockings. She waves the plate in front of Benji's nose and moves it out of his reach.
Benji stirs and opens his eyes. He sits on the bed and yawns. "Wake up it is morning already." Emi says cheerfully. Taking few moments to Benji brain catch up on the wake mode Benji doesn't notice Emi outfit. After stretching and popping his spine to the place Benji looks at the sister. "Emi why you are wearing those clothes!" Benji asks surprised. "Better question, where you got them in the first place?"
Emi smiles. "I went to the Wall-mart while you where sleeping and bought some fresh supplies and few more clothes to us." She replies. "Now go clean yourself to eat." And she pecks him on the nose. "And today we will have fun." Even more surprised Benji stares at her. "What you mean by fun? Emi you forgot that we are being hunted?" Benji asks.
Emi places the plate on the desk of the room and sits on the bed. She leans closer of Benji making him moves back. His back touches the wall and Emi keeps getting closer and closer. "I haven't forgotten that." She says with her face closer of his. "But you need to relax and try forgetting it a bit. You are over stressed over it. Yesterday incident was very stressing. So today we are going out. No guns, no weapons. Just us and some good fun around the city."
"But we can be attacked anytime. We can't just relax and forget." Benji replies. "Yes we can. Yesterday you gave a major blow on them. The police are also working as ants to catch the ones responsible for that attack. They are all over the town. They can't move or attack today." Emi says to him. "Besides they are looking for a raven haired man and a nun. Not for a couple of brown haired lovers dating."
Benji is even more confused. "Lovers!" he asks. "Yup." Emi replies. "Not that we really are lovers. But it is a good cover. Now get dressed you are not going to stay in today." And she plants a full kiss on the stunned man. She leaves the room with the plate leaving behind a very confused Benji.
Half hour later Benji enters on the kitchen. He is wearing jeans pants, a white t-shirt, a blue button up shirt over it and a blue light cotton jacket over it. Emi smile seeing Benji dressed with the clothes that he bought for him. Happy that fitted on him. Benji eats the meal that Emi fixed to him. She looks at the young man with interest. "What is going on?" Benji asks a bit embarrassed.
Emi smiles. "Nothing. I am just wondering how much your hair have grown." She replies. She moves and stands behind him. When I last saw you on the school was here." She adds touching the back of his neck on the middle of it. "When you took me it was here." Then she slides her finger lower on his neck stopping on the base of his neck, making him shiver.
"And now it is here." And she touches a spot between his shoulder blades three inches bellow the base of his neck. "It is growing really fast." She says to him.
Benji nods. "I noticed that, but I dismissed as imagination and that my hair was longer than I noticed. Since I only notice it when I shower and it sticks on my back." Benji replies. "It is for sure growing in a quick rate." Emi says.
She decides to let the subject die and makes him eat quicker. After Benji takes the last bite Emi pushes him to the chapel where they are hiding the bike. Benji now see his bike on the original color and license. She washed away the paint. She makes him ride and ride behind him holding tight against him pressing herself against him. "To begin let's go to the Tiffany center!" she says. Benji nods knowing that is futile to resist. He drives away.
Sometime later Benji and Emi are enjoying themselves in arcade. They are on a racing game. And Emi was making Benji eat virtual dust and she loves it. After winning Emi takes Benji to a fighting game. After the entire morning on arcade Emi drags Benji to an instant photo booth. Tossing him inside and grabbing him she poses to the pictures.
Ten minutes later Emi sits on a table with a broad smile. Benji is there with a large pizza in front of himself. "Give me your pocket knife." Emi says. "I know that you snuck one in your clothes." Benji sighs and hands to her the pocket knife. She opens the small knife, she places the five pictures that were took on the booth and cuts one from the others four.
Benji looks curious at her. She is cutting the edges of the picture. And she takes a silver metal locket from her purse. She opens it and places the picture there. "Perfect fit!" she squeals closing the glass of the locket that holds the picture there. She closes the locket. Benji is wondering why she is doing that.
She gets up and bends forward. She slides the thin but very resistant three links chain by Benji head. "A memento of all this." Emi says sitting on the chair again. "There weren't only bad things on this." She just cutted Benji sentence before he can even start it. "I learned a lot about you. Not only that you are fighting for your survival. But that you are a really nice guy." She adds.
Benji stays in silence. Emi picks a slice of pizza and takes a bite of it. "Thank you Emi." Benji says after a half minute of silence. "There isn't need to thank me. It is you money that paid that." Emi replies. "Well the money that you took from those guys." Benji nods his head sideways "I don't mean that." He says. "I want to thank you for being here. I am sure that thing would be worse if I was alone." He places his right hand over her left. "You are welcome." She replies with a smile. "I believe that meeting you on the dental was God providence."
After finishing the pizza with much delight of eating something different from restaurant meals, the duo is having ice cream. Emi scored half kilo of the cold treat of many flavors with strawberries and chocolate as Benji got a full kilo of diverse flavors. Both know even if not wanting to talk over it that they might never taste that again.
"So Emi I talked about me over the last days. But you haven't said much about yourself. Especially how you know how to deal with weapons." Benji says. "Mind in telling me?" she moves her head sideways. "Not at all." Emi says. "Well before I found God I wasn't much of a good girl."
She eats a spoonful of ice cream. "I was a really, really bad girl." Emi continues. "And I mean bad. I was part of a gang in São Paulo. A very bad one. And I was on the higher ranks there. I did many bad things. Killing, using drugs, having sex and more things. I wasn't an easy lay. I just sleep with people that I wanted to."
She eats more of her ice cream. "One day there was a fight in our lives. A power struggle between two factions on the gang. Well in one of the many fights I got hit. Badly, if I wasn't found by the police and taken to a hospital I would be dead. While I recovered of the wounds in the hospital there was this sister who was helping the children of the hospital." Emi eyes waver a bit.
"She found me on an isolated room separated from other teens. She made company for me. In the beginning I ignored her and didn't care. But as time passed I began to grow lonely and I waited with eager for her visits. I don't recall exactly when she began to tell me stories of the Old Testament. Or when I decided to become a sister like her. But when I told her she smiled so kindly at me that I knew that all that happened was meant to be." Emi takes a napkin and wipe few tears from her eyes.
"When I recovered she took me in. She told me that because my past I couldn't be a nun. But that by the rules of men. Not God's. And if I truly wanted to become one she would help me. She taught me everything. She even game me one of her habits. I stayed with her for years until my sister moved to Vitória and I came along." Emi smiles. "But I don't regret on returning to arms. It was for a good cause."
"But helping me is not a good cause." Benji says. "Maybe you haven't noticed yet." Emi says. "But after all this began you have this glow in you. It is not a bad thing. It is warm and nice." She closes her eyes when saying that. "Glow?" Benji asks looking at himself. "I don't see a thing."
Emi opens her eyes chuckling. "It is not something that you can see with your eyes Benji. But feel with your heart." She replies. She notices that Benji is playing with a pendant on his neck with his left hand, while he eats a spoonful of ice cream. "What is that Benji?" Emi asks pointing to his hand.
"This?" Benji asks holding his memory card that he is wearing on the holding case since he first got it. "It is a memory card. It from a game that I was playing daily before all this began." He answers her question. "A game." Emi muses. Letting it go they continue to enjoy the day of relaxation.
In another part of the city
Ringo enters in a restaurant. She founds Lisa on a table on the balcony. "God you are looking like hell!" Lisa seeing the police woman state. She has dark rings under her eyes, she is with wrinkled dirty clothes, smelling of old cigarettes and gunpowder and with her hair looking oily and dirty. Lisa saw here and there few glass shards on her hair.
"I am working like a crazy woman to found where those mercenaries are hiding and who is hiring them." Ringo says sitting in front of her long time friend. "Two salmon steaks and salads." Lisa orders to a waiter. "Benji won't rest until they are out of his way. And that means more random violence acts around the city." Ringo adds gulping down her friend cup of red wine. "Lisa the police if building a task force to bust Benji and Emi. As well the mercenaries."
Lisa is very serious. "And why you are telling me this?" she asks. "I need your help to found him." Ringo answers. "No one knows that is Benji. He is smart. He painted his bike and changed the number of his bike plaque with paint. He used a mask when the attack on the shopping began. And he bleached his hair." Lisa smiles with her friend words.
"So being a writer and reading dozens of books actually came handy now to him. Even the movies and series that he saw are helping him now." Lisa says. Ringo stare to her friend. "You know that Benji loves police series, like C.S.I. why you think that he got rid of the sneakers that he used when rescuing Rosetta? Or is using gloves and masks?" Ringo nods at her friends words. That was basic for someone who doesn't want to be caught by the police.
"Since you are a psychologist and a nurse. And know well Benji you can help me on founding him. Tracing a profile to help me to found him before anything bad happens." Ringo says. "Listen Ringo you really think that I could do that? Benji habits are as familiar to me as they are for you." Lisa says. "Benji doesn't goes out often, he don't have friends to go when having problems taking out the ones that we know. And he wouldn't go to them to not endanger them. Benji is almost socially dead when coming to having fun in the night. And you already know that he is clearly avoiding his habits. So we can't found him because we don't know him well enough." Lisa says all that and then takes a sip of water. "I don't have a place to begin. Until that day we haven't suspected of Benji having weapons with him."
Ringo nods understanding her friend point of view. "Still you can help me." Ringo says. "You can aid me by profiling him now. I mean after the hunt began. By his actions and what he left behind on his hide out." Lisa sighs. "I help but don't wait much." She replies. They eat they lunch discussing over the entire mater.
After the lunch the duo moves to Benji's hide out. And after the examination there Ringo takes Lisa to the station and them exam the broken resin sword and the tapes of the entire mall incident.
By the nightfall Benji and Emi returns to the convent. Both tired but happy. Benji falls in sleep quickly. Emi stays in the kitchen for few minutes before moving too. Over the table that she just left there is two three centimeters plastic rectangular boxes, covered with small plate. She smiles over her idea before sliding on the bed with Benji. Considering the idea of waking him up for some night games. She covers both of them with her decision.
End of the chapter eight:
Please read and review. I will answer every review. If you have time to read and send a review. I will send you an answer. I want to say thank you for the reviews to SilverBlue Dragon, Murasame Warrior, Posthumous and HaruNatsu. Thank you a lot for the reviews. I also want to thank to anyone that is reading and not reviewing.
I am making two versions of this story. One with out explicit sex scenes and one with then. As well with sexual related omakes. The unedited version can be found in MediaMiner fanfiction page. The address is on my profile.
Well I am going to try a new thing to spice up my fics. I am adding songs to certain scenes. Like Sakura Taisen did. For example the episode nine when Maria recalls when she meet her captain. Well I just love hearing musing when I am on the computer, when I got outside my house I always carry my CD player so I can listen to it when I walk, when I am not watching TV or anime on my computer I always have the winamp on with my favorite playlist. For example if I stay too long with out hearing music I began to think on music or sing. I will place the songs that suit more the scenes. Try hearing it sometime. If you can listen to the song when reading the scene might be even better.
Author notes: Prosthesis material.
All the material that that appeared on this fic is real and it is used on the manufacturing process of a prosthesis. Here is a brief explanation over the material showed so far on the story.
Resins. It exists three types of dental resins. The auto-polymerized, the thermo-polymerized and the photo-polymerized. The last isn't used in the prosthesis. But by dentists to patch up small restorations. The auto resin doesn't need anything other than itself to polymerize. When the powder is mixed with the liquid a chemical reaction occurs and it begin to polymerize. It has a short window to be worked by the prosthetic. Few minutes only.
The thermo resin is also found in powder and liquid. The mix of both will begin the polymerization but it needs heat to fully polymerize. So the resin is pressed on proper ways and placed on water and then heated until boils. Longer it stays in the boiling water stronger it gets.
The photo needs a certain light to polymerize. I don't know how it is found so I won't explain any further.
Hand whip engine. It is a small engine that is hung on a working table or a balcony. With a 'pen' that can be attached many drills. If anyone saw a commercial of a tool called RotoMatic. Can have an idea of how it looks it is more or less like that.
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After getting two flames in the same day I changed my profile. I will no longer reply to flames. I might if I think that the flamer deserve an answer. Some flames that are aggressive but still constructive will be answered. Hopefully with respect. I won't assure anything it will depend it I will answer it straight away or after calming.
Aggressive flames, non constructive only with the intent of being rude and stupid over my fic will not be answered. Because if I answered it would be even more rude than the flame itself. And I prefer not being rude. If you dislike SI fics don't read from me. If you don't want to see your favorite character changed don't read from me. If you believe that your favorite character can't change, grow, having a life, falling in love and having a family don't even consider reading from me. And if you do read from me even hating everything don't flame me. I warned you.
Characters will change. They are 'real persons' too. They evolve, grow better or worse, have desires and needs as any other person do. I am not obsessed as some flamers said. I know very well that those characters are fictitious and don't exist on the real world outside a TV series, manga, game or anime. I live a normal life. Writing is a hobby that I love doing and flamers won't change that. I am not a sociopath as a certain someone called me. For all the weapons showed here I carefully did a research on the internet for more realistic on the story. All the weapons and gadgets as the same person said was described in details for few reasons being them:
1- Making easier to you, the reader to picture it on your mind. After all the gadgets exist only on my mind, so I know very well how they look like. You don't. As a reader I like when the writer makes the story easy to be pictured on my mind, making the reading much more enjoyable. And the weapons are detailed because the same reason. Just because I know how an M-16 looks like doesn't mean that everyone knows. The reader only sees what I, the writer shows. In a movie you can see the weapon, and if the bad guy has one different than of the good guy you can see it. Here you only see if I tell.
2- Show more reality on the story. If my character has a 380 caliber pistol he can't just use 9mm ammo on it. It won't fit. And it fit might explode on his hand. This isn't an action movie where the people have what we call here in Brazil 'trusty bullets' like in the westerns. That they fire 300 shots with a six bullets revolver with out reloading. As in the chapter four showed, Benji had only twelve bullets. More the six of the 38 revolver that he took of the guy that he killed. And he ran out of bullets for it on the middle of the shooting.
3- It makes the story richer and better to read. A story with no details is boring and unworthy of reading. Look back on the previous chapters if you read carefully you will see few details left open to be used in the future.
This is the worse that I got from a flamer. I asked this question for many people. Most of them who don't have military or any kind of training. What they would do if facing alone a hostage situation with only a pistol with twelve bullets and a knife. Against eleven bandits armed and with a hostage that is your friend. What they would do?
Just jump in there like a cop or a hero of a movie and order the bandits to surrender. After all you are the good guy invincible and bullet proof. Of course not! In real life no one would surrender in a situation like that. They have all the advantages. A hostage, more guns and people. Not counting that you are alone. Good choice to anyone who picked this option you are now dead and might have got the hostage killed too. Congratulations.
Or you would sneak over them in silence and kill them one by one in absolute silence. Using cold logic and planning to get over the situation. All the people answered that they would work on silence and kill the bandits in silence. It is common sense. You want get out there alive with the hostage also alive. Ask to anyone who ever played one of the versions of a game called Hitman. They will all agree with the second considering that if the situation was in the real life. I haven't played that game but my brother has and I watched. Stealth, intelligence and surprise are the best weapons on those situations. Ask to the SWAT or any other special forces of the police or military that. They will all come with that response. Act on the shadows to accomplish your mission. That is what they do. Especially military Special Forces behind enemy lines that have to rescue someone from a fortress.
You need to be damn stupid to just think that you can walk in like in an action movie and get out of there with out a scratch, killing all the bad guys with one bullet and ride to the sunset to get in a room and bang the heroin of the movie. In the fic Benji acted as well as he could and got shot. He was luck that was only a scrap on the tight. It could be much worse.
I am not a violent person. My friends and family says that I am too calm and patient for my own good.
The "sociopathic" violence as it was written in a flame placed in my fic is only fictional. Only because Benji, my character does not freaks out when being chased and killing his enemies doesn't mean that I am or he is a sociopath. This is a story. I love action moves as well many other people. An action hero is a sociopath just because he kills dozens of terrorists, explode several buildings and then go have lunch or go home to kiss his love interest as if nothing out of the ordinary happened?
I have not showed yet but Benji had his moments of crisis after all the killing began. But eh recovered. The reason for it will be told on the future. I can't tell now or it will spoil the entire story until is revealed.
Now I ask to all of you people if facing a situation of certain death, you would only stay there and let for example a person with a sword slowly stab you on the heart when you have a revolver on your hand or you would shoot your soon to be executioner to save your own life?
I know my answer to that question. It is not an easy question with an easy answer. Both lead to death. Yours or of your attacker. I am a catholic, not practicing but I was raised catholic learned the Ten Commandments and read the bible when bored on my catechism. And even with those commandments the people on the bible, the heroes of church killed they enemies with out remorse. I am not her to talk badly about church and religion. But to prove my point of view over my story.
Above everything consider your one most primal instinct. I am not talking about eating or perpetuating the species. I am talking of the survival instinct. Everyone has it. Life is important. Yours over the others right? That is what your instinct tells you.
Benji calculated actions and coldness are ones worth of a veteran soldier. He as me was a military fan. Every boy was in a time of his life. I as well many of my generation was raised among violent movies and hearing news about wars and violence. That alone aids a person with some knowledge in how to act in a situation like that. Benji is a writer, and as a writer he made stories that involved action and deadly situations. And as a writer he can figure ways out and plan things over it. Everyone can do that. I am pointing that an action writer it is easier to do it.
Panic in a situation like that would only lead to his own death. Being calm is the best way to stay alive. Ask to any solider that. I am sorry that all this took your time. It also took mine to write. If after all this and you read my story and want to flame it just don't do it ok? I explained my reasons, I laid warnings and told you my reasons over violence of the story. And if you feel like flaming reconsider and tell me your bad opinion in a polite and formal way. And I will reply in the same way. Flame me and you might get an equal response.
Thank you for your attention and for reading my fic,
Benji Himura.
Bonus scenes:
September twelfth 20XX Location unknown
Shizue sighs tired. The day passed and she got no contact from the player. She is aware of the so called day off and she is worried. She laid on a sleeping bag that she got when first head of the idea and stay there with a book reading ready to anything. She ordered more food and drinks. But the day passed with no incidents. She even too a long bath.
For more that she hated to admit that day was welcomed to her recharge her batteries. "It feels good to be clean again." She mutters happy for taking a bath after six days with out seeing any other kind of water than the drinkable one. "I was smelling really bad." With a clean uniform and smelling like flowers she is now ready for more six days of unstoppable action like the ones before. But she hoped in the bottom of her heart that her superior could get the player before that time.
September twelfth 20XX São Paulo.
Shizue superior is on a fancy hotel room. She is reading a thick pack of papers impressed with the new data of the player. A new smile appeared on her lips. He is lasting longer than anyone else ever lasted. Her hopes of having him on her lines grew with each line that she reads.