Chapter 5: The One with the Shootout and more Twists…
As darkness began to fall across Tokyo, the roaring of a motorcycle engine was unmistakable as Kazuhiro and Tomo rode as fast as they could. The Indian hit a top speed of 110 mph, so it wasn't too difficult. You couldn't tell behind the helmet, but Tomo was as scared as she ever was. The Wildcat held a deathgrip around Kazu's midsection as he pushed the 1300cc V-Twin engine to its limit, ducking and weaving in between the alleyways and streets like a skilled fighter pilot, the motor roaring like a big cat in hot pursuit of its prey. As the duo neared the house Tomo identified as the home of Koyomi Mizuhara, Kazuhiro's eyes darted back and forth looking for anything out of the ordinary. Finally, they pulled over in front of Yomi's house. No damage was visible, the houselights were still on. Kazu still kept his eyes peeled, M1014 in his hand, not cocked yet. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary noise. In the two years before his father died of cardiac arrest, he taught him everything he knew about being a soldier. He made sure to remember all of it as best he could. "Always keep an eye on your environment." He would tell him. "Your enemy could come from anywhere." As these words rushed through his head, Tomo knocked on the door and the spectacled brunette opened the door. "Yomi, we need to get inside. This is serious." She told her best friend sternly. Yomi nodded. "Come in." She told them as Kazu continued to scan the house, the semi-automatic shotgun raised. "If she used the front door for once, it must be serious." She thought. "Clear!" Kazu shouted as he cocked the shotgun, ready to go. Yomi was beginning to get nervous, especially when she saw the Browning in Tomo's pocket. "What's going on, guys?" Yomi asked concerned. Kazu turned to look at her. "Tomo's house was broken into and shot up about an hour ago. We think you may be next." He stated bluntly. Tomo nodded to show he was telling the truth. Yomi sat down in a nearby chair, the shock of what she just heard hitting home. "Why me?" She asked, exasperated. Tomo shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure. We found a note saying whoever this is wants to do something and they don't want us getting involved." She told her friend. Kazu placed himself by one of the front windows, his finger resting on the trigger of his father's trusty shotgun. "Nothing out there yet." He murmured. Suddenly, he saw an outline in the distance of a figure. It looked about Sakaki's height, maybe shorter and had a hood over its head. In its hand was a small item Kazu couldn't make out. "Yomi, do you have a pair of binoculars or something?" He asked politely. Yomi nodded and quickly made her way upstairs, returning about two minutes later with a pair of binoculars. She handed them to Kazu. He murmured a thank you and looked out at the figure. Sure enough, in what he saw as a man's hand was a six-shot revolver. His eyes grew wide and he turned to the two girls. "He's coming. Find anything you can use as cover." He ordered sternly. The girls acted quickly, clearing off a nearby table and flipping it on its side in order to blockade the door. Kazuhiro took up his position near the staircase; shotgun raised and finger teasing the trigger. Tomo, having set up behind Kazuhiro, pulled out the Browning and gently cocked it. Kazu looked at her and smiled. "Wow. You really DO know how to use one of those." He chuckled. Tomo smirked. "I watch a lot of spy movies." She explained cheerfully. Kazu smiled and his eyes darted back to the front door. The man was making his way closer to the house, then he looked over to his left and saw a shining object. He pulled a cell phone out of his pocket, dialed a number and held the phone up to his ear. He talked to someone for about a minute and hung up. Soon after, a car pulled up. Kazu snuck up to the window to investigate. "There's a car outside." He said quietly. Tomo looked up at him. "What kind?" She whispered. He looked back out the window. "Um…a silver sedan…Toyota probably." He replied. Yomi was next to speak. "Can you see the driver?" She asked. Kazu shrugged his shoulders. "Nah, but the car is beat to hell." He said. Tomo tiptoed over to the window and squeezed in behind Kazu, but she was dumbstruck when she saw the vehicle. "The Yukarimobile?" She said. "What's Yukari's car doing here?" She continued. Kazu looked at her. "You don't think…" He stopped himself before he finished. Tomo looked back at the car. "No, no way." She said, trying not to believe it herself. It was too dark to see the driver, so neither of them could tell exactly who it was, but the trashed car was unmistakable. Suddenly, the man ran off into the bushes and the driver of the Yukarimobile opened fire.
The trio ducked for cover as the rounds from the machine guns ripped through the windows and wood door. Tomo pulled out the Browning and immediately returned fire. The car then screeched and pulled away. Kazu yelled over to the Wildcat. "Tomo, you stay here with Yomi. I'm going after that car." He ordered. Tomo nodded as Kazu burst out the back door and jumped on the Chief and took off down the street in hot pursuit of the Yukarimobile. The motors revving under him, he extracted the black Colt Anaconda and cocked back the hammer. The wind ripping by his face, he quickly regained visual of the speeding sedan. "There's no way I'll be able to catch them in a drag race." He told himself. "But I can cut him off somewhere, it'll even the odds pretty well." He turned sharp left at a four way intersection, tearing down the residential streets. There was no way he was going to lose that car! As he sped along, he made a sharp right turn and pulled to a stop. Just down the road, turning to face him, was the Yukarimobile. The imposing figure of the car that had horrified and scarred so many staring him down. He gently tapped the gas tank of the Indian. "C'mon Old Glory, don't let me down now." He whispered to the bike. His father named the motorcycle Old Glory because he found it a fitting name for one of the greatest American motorcycles ever built, so Old Glory it stayed. And there she stood, dark red paint glowing in the sunset light. The Yukarimobile revving its engine scarily. Kazu revved the V-Twin engine in response, showing he was not afraid. The two steel titans standing on opposite sides of the street, neither one showing any signs of backing down. The driver of the Yukarimobile floored the engine and the sedan roared down the road. Kazu smiled and took up the Anaconda in his hand. "Yukarimobile, huh? OK let's see how scary you really are…" The Indian peeled out and took off on a crash course for the two ton juggernaut.
Old Glory vs. the Yukarimobile! Place your bets!