Chapter 1
A Crazy Party and The Blood Link
In a cafe in Asakusa, Japan, Asuka and Yumi were sitting and drinking fresh milkshakes with each other. They hadn't spoken to each other in a long time, after the Fubuki incident, but they now knew the time had come to break the silence.
"You've heard of it, haven't you Asuka?" asked Yumi. "What are you talking about?" Asuka asked in confusion. "The Legend of Sato?" asked Yumi again. "No, of course not," replied Asuka. Yumi sighed deeply.
"When I was a little girl, my grandfather would tell me and Fubuki stories about it. Long ago in ancient times, A Youma rebelled against his own kind for the sake of the human race. With his sword, he shout the portal to that hellish realm and sealed the evil entities away just like how Kagura would use the Fumakourin to seal away Youma from our human world. However, the power he used was for more advanced than the Fumakourin. But since he was a Youma himself, his power was also trapped on the other side. I never believed it. I thought it was just a child's fairy tale. But I discovered that this so-called legend wasn't a myth at all. Sato existed," explained Yumi.
"How do you know this?" asked Asuka curiously. "Well, we all met the sons of Sato- both of them. Though the same blood of their father flowed through their veins, the two battled each other fiercely like arch enemies. It seemed as if they derived some sort of twisted pleasure from this brotherly fighting. But in the end, only one was left standing," said Yumi.
Far off in another part of Asakusa, was a small shop which seemed a bit run down and not in the best shape. A young man who was almost the same age as Miyabi had stepped out of the shower when he heard the phone ring.
He dried himself off with a towel, put on his pants and boots, and stepped out shaking the water out of his black hair that was barely covering his eyes. He was pretty well toned for a young man, but his eyes were a dark shade of blue that seemed to glow like the sky above on a clear sunny day in the city. Around his neck was an amulet that was bright crimson with silver chains around his neck.
The young man stepped towards his desk to where his pizza box was located, all round him were speakers that had not been used for a long time, a pool table, hand cannons, and a sword that looked to be very intimidating with grinning skull. He kicked the chair into its upright position and swaggered into it kicking his feet up on the desk then slammed them hard for the receiver to land in his hand and put it to his head.
"Sorry, not open for business yet," he said calmly. He tossed the receiver back onto the resting platform. "I haven't even picked a name for this joint and I'm already getting calls," he sighed grabbing a slice of meat lovers pizza from his box and taking a big bite.
Outside of the shop, Akira stood silently by the front door. He opened the door and stepped into the shop. "You a customer too?" asked the owner. Akira didn't reply. "Well, if you want to use the restroom, help yourself. It's just back behind me," he smirked.
Akira turned and slowly walked to the pool table. "Is your name Danzo, son of Sato?" asked Akira, his hands gliding on the side of the pool table. "Where did you hear that?" demanded, Danzo. "From your brother," replied Akira, approaching the desk.
Danzo eyed him suspiciously as Akira looked at the Amulet. "He sent this invitation for you. please, accept it," he added ominously, then grabbed the desk and flipped it up making Danzo backflip and land with his silver 1911 a pistol pointed at the door. But Akira was nowhere to be seen.
Danzo holstered his silver pistol behind him and stepped off the desk, huffing hardly through his nose. "Invitation huh?" he said, letting the pizza and the box land safely in his hand. He took the slice he had just started eating when he was ambushed by several youma with scythes stabbing him through his body, staggering him.
Before they could react, one was pushed away from him with it's mask in his hand. He twirled on one finger, and slowly walked forward dragging the creatures with him. He kicked the second one back towards it's friends scattering them in all directions, picked up his pizza, pulled out the scythe blade in his chest and sent it up to the ceiling fan which crashed on top of the other Youma behind him.
"This party's getting crazy! Let's ROCK!" he proclaimed posing like a pro. He punched a button on the jukebox, but nothing happened. He tried again a few more times, then proceeded to smack it with his strength causing severe damage.
Relaxing himself as the Youma closed in, he heard the sound of music playing and began tapping his foot to the beat. He placed the Pizza in his mouth and began fighting the Youma one by one like a kung fu fighter. Youma were sent flying by crashing to the ceiling, collapsing on the floor, getting punched and kicked, and even impaled by their own weapons.
Danzo, pulled the slice of Pizza from his mouth and proceeded to draw his gun blocking another scythe in the process sending sparks flying. He pointed it at the creature killing it, then began body surfing on another grabbing his black 1911 a pistol.
Shooting wildly at the other Youma Danzo grinned manically as they collapsed around him. Two destroyed the legs of the pool table sending the billiard balls rolling to the side as he leapt up and landed on top of the table. Billiard balls flew past him as he watched with ernesty. With the cue ball in front of him, he fired his weapon and sent the balls scattering towards his enemies then caught his sword, slashed the table apart in half, kicked the top half towards another Youma, and the bottom half towards several more smashing them like small insects.
"The end?" Danzo asked, turning to see more Youma. "Don't bet on it!" he chuckled to himself. He proceeded to fight the Youma with his sword and hand cannons with extreme ease, his muscle bound body giving him a serious edge. He didn't care if he destroyed anything important. All he knew was that trespassers gave him a bad rep.
With the last of the Youma gone, Danzo sat and began casually twirling the sword in his hands as the damaged ceiling fan crashed to the ground sending dust everywhere. What a mess the Youma made around him.
He eyed the pizza box and slowly walked towards it to reach for his meal, but a Youma stepped on it crushing the pizza. Danzo grumpily shot it down for ruining his meal. Then eyed his coat with the scroll in its pocket. Picking it up he held it over his shoulder with his sword Defiance in his left hand and his hand cannons, Moon and Black Star in his back pockets.
He strode forward with that cool boy swagger as he glance behind him, then faced the door. "I can already tell, looks like this is gonna be one hell of a party!" he said excitedly kicking the doors off their hinges sending them flying towards the Youma waiting outside for him.
Around Danzo were wrecked cars, mini vans, SUVs, trucks, buses, and tram cars with ruined buildings. Danzo slowly stepped forward with an annoyed scowl. "Damn it! You guys totally wrecked my shop! And I haven't even named it yet!" he complained turning behind hm. The Youma glared up at him, their weapons held at the ready.
"You're gonna pay for that," Danzo added darkly. The Youma watched him toss his sword into the air as he tossed his coat aside an pulled out the scroll in one swift movement. "SHINOBI TRANSFORMATION!" he crowed in a loud voice. Instantly a Crimson light erupted around him to show that his old clothes vanished into nothingness.
Then a pair of cowboy boots appeared on his feet with white socks underneath them, Brown paints with a leather belt and steal buckle. A black shirt, his crimson coat with holsters for his guns behind him and coat tails, follwed up with a pair of black fingerless biker gloves. Moon and Black-star landed in the holsters of his jacket as his sword Defiance landed in his hand.
Swinging downwards to the ground he glared darkly at the Youma. He suddenly sneezed loudly, causing more damage that he didn't want to cause sending dust and grit everywhere. He looked behind him to see his shop completely in shambles then glared angrily at the Youma. "I hope you have enough to cover all this!" he growled charging wildly and carving them to bits.
Beyond the slums of Asakusa at Gessen Girls Academy, Minori Yozakura, Shiki, and Murakumo, were already preparing themselves for a big field day when they felt a powerful burst of energy in the distance.
Meanwhile at Hanzo International Academy, Ikaruga, Katsuragi, Hibari, and Yagyu, felt the same energy surge. Homura and her Crimson Squad, consisting of Yomi, Hikage, Mirai, and Haruka, felt it as well. Miyabi, Imu, Ryona, Ryobi, and Murasaki also felt it during their training at Hebijo, which was now under completely new management.
The Mikagura sisters, Renka, Hanabi, and Kafuru, along with Naraku, and Kagura, also felt it from their shrine. Asuka and Yumi sensed it as well from the Cafe they were at and so decided to split up and inform their allies. Senkou, Gekkou, and Fubuki also sensed the power surge in their place of exile and so gathered themselves to investigate.
As they raced to the scene of the burst of power in the slums, they felt something strange that seemed to feel like an earthquake. The ground heaved and split apart as a huge cloud of smoke and dust erupted, followed by a huge structure erupting out of the ground like nuclear torpedo bursting out of a submarine.
It was so huge that it could almost be as high as the Empire State Building in Manhattan, New York. It looked to be so ancient that it felt like it should be a at a museum as a smaller replica. On the top of the tower stood Danzo's brother, Ryuki looking down at the city slums with a cold hard stare.
Danzo stepped forward to see the rubble and vehicles scattered around it. "It's been nearly a year since we last met. Where does the time go?" he questioned sarcastically. He looked to see the unmistakable silhouette of his brother looking down at him.
The Youma he had fought managed to retreat as he watched it flee back to the tower. "No doubt you've got some fun planned for me. Right Ryuki?" he called out to the tower, walking forward without noticing any of the kunoichi that had come to see what was going on. They didn't notice a strange whale like creature circling the tower as if it were protecting them.
On the tower rooftop, Ryuki stood watching and waiting for Danzo, when Akira emerged from the staircase to stand beside him. "Well, doesn't it excite you?" he asked the older Sato twin. "The Tower of Darkness has revived, the Great one who once ruled as the medium between the Human World and the Youma World. Isn't it a magnificent view? The greatest minds of their time, those who revered Evil, constructed this glorious edifice. Now after two Millenniums of confinement, it can at last fulfill the purpose for which it was intended-"
"That's none of my concern," interrupted Ryuki. Akira turned away as if he were being dismissed. "Did he have it?" asked the older Sato twin. "Of course, he's taking good care of it. After all it is the only memento left from the mother you both lost," replied the dark scholar. "But he has no idea of its true power," Ryuki said darkly looking upon his amulet with the golden chain around his neck.
Their conversation was interrupted when the wounded Youma Danzo fought against appeared before them. It told them of how he had failed to kill Danzo resulting in Ryuki to turn around. He stopped, drew his blade, cut it down, and sheathed almost in one swift movement rendering the monster into a pile of limbs that crashed to the ground where Miyabi and her friends were watching.
"We've found it," she said to teammates. Imu, Murasaki, Ryobi, and Ryona watched as Miyabi charged forward carving her way straight through three Youma with her sword. The rest of the Hebijo team followed as the teams ran for the tower.