AUTHORS NOTES: I Am sorry for the late in coming continuing of the five dragons, however I hope this revamped version makes things a little easier to follow, because as I was re-reading my own story... well i was having a hard time following the plot like. Thankyou for your paitence.
The Five Dragons: Book ONE Justice
Introduction:
The ground rumbeled and pieces of the internal structure started to fall about them- two young children no older then ten. "You cannot get caught up in this, You know better then I no one in this colony will survive."
"I cannot go out there and leave you to die! I'd leave you behind!" The young boy cried, tears running down his round cheeks, his glasses long ago fallen off his face. "I am sorry love, but you knew this was coming. Remember to seek out Master O. He will make you stronger; for you are now justice." the girl said her deep brown eye's brimming with tears.
"Justice must be strong of mind, as well as body. Keep this in mind when in training Wu'fie, and always remember I love you."
"You can't just abandon life like it is nothing!" He screamed, as a pair of arms wrapped around his middle without warning from behind. "You are the Dragon to take my place and remember these words well. They will mean the difference between life and death. It is my last means of protection to you. 'May ye fly above the clouds and observe the land below. May Justice smite the wrongs done to us all..." The woman's voice grew distant as Two young coal eyes peered out a shuttle window.
A seconde later His home, his loved ones and his life exploded in the flames of evil. "May Justice Smite..." The words echoed in his head one more time as his small mouth opened emmiting a gut retching scream.
The scream still echoed in the empty room as he sat straight up in his bed, Sweat pouring down his face. His hands where clutching the blanket in such an iron grip he could feel his nails digging painfully in to the flesh of his palm. It took him a moment to figure out his alarm was the thing still screaming at him as his eyes stung with the tears he had not felt since he was a boy. He flung the sheets off his legs and reached over to turn the machine off.
"I am sorry..." He whispered to the emptiness of the lonely early morning.
Chapter one
" Captain there is a call waiting for you on line one." A woman said half cheerfully as the owner of the office behind her desk exited the elevator at the end of the hall. She couldn't see him yet, but that mattered not, Preventer Office Wu'fie Chang kept to a ridgid schedual, preffuring everything in life to be in order- at least as much so as it could be given the work he did on a daily bases. " Hm, do they have a name?" the man stalled before her desk. She didn't imetaitlly look up at him, instead finishing her email before sending it along. "No, sir. However they insisted it was of grave importance to speak with you. They have been on hold for the last five minutes."
" Is there anything else?" His almost husky voice had the woman's back going straight as it held, like it usually did, an air of accusation in the undercurrent. It was then her inquisitive brown eyes flicked from her screen to look up at him. He looked the same as he did everymorning, put together, and ready to take on the world. The air of suspicion most officers in the service of preventer aquired hovering like a bad oder; Black hair constantly pulled back from his face in a short tight poney tail, dark obsidean eyes not really looking at her, but everything about her. "A Message from head office that the schedualed capitans meeting has been rebooked for the 12th, they didn't say why."
He nodded his approval, Karin had been his scretairy for the last nine years and knew the man to be of very little words, and very few compliments had ever been thrown her way. Though she also understood the simple fact that she was still his secritary proved to everyone that she was indeed effeciant and trust worthy. A high praise considering she worked for a man who was at one time a terrorist in the eyes of the people. Misguided fools. She thought with a sigh. "Oh, there is one more thing Captian."
Wu'fie had started to walk away, and spurred karin's memory, "A package came in early this morning for you from... L2, I believe it was sent by Officer Poe." She pulled out a long envalope-like packge and handed it over to him. He gave it a critical eye before nodding and continueing in to his office. When his door closed, Karin sighed and picked up the phone reciver, "Captin Chang will be right with you, sorry for the long wait." A girls voice hummed before she put the reciver back on it's cradle placing the girl on hold once more.
Wu'fie chang released the door handle and steped further in to the room that was classified as his office. On the twentith floor of the Preventer out building on the city limits of Tokyo he held a view of the city's sky line, and could clearly see on the opposing side of the city the towering heights of the Winner courperation's J.A.P. point Head office.
His office space was baren save for a desk, chair and a single photograph that sat on top of his large filing cabnit. He rounded his desk and opened the office's only sliding window to allow the morning air to wash out the stailness his office often collected over night before sitting down and lifting the phone reciver. " Chang." He answered in his stern professional voice, his pale and still quite feminine looking hand pulled the black receiver to his ear pinning it there between his cheek and shoulder.
"The hunters still live, and they seek out the blood of the forgotten, They know of you and her; and true to their rights, they shall stop at nothing until your driven back out in to the open.
"Fear these words ye Dragon of Justice...
May ye fly above the clouds and observe the land below.
May Justice smite the wrongs done to us all..."
Wu'fie stood from his seat, "Who is thi-"He was unable to finish his question as the dull undertone of disconnection resounded for a moment only to be drowned out by an echoed Gun shot through his open office window from 20 stories below. As he stood stunned, the alarm went off over the emergency system signaling for a Code Lockdown for all civilian personal, and for the Preventer Staff present to respond. He didn't hear the alarm, he only herd the words whispered to him by the phantom of his dreams. "
"You are now justice..." What where the chances he would have a nightmare of that night, only to have the phone call this morning... He didn't want to think about it. "Captian!" Karin stood in his door way holding a wary expression, when he looked at her she continued, "Captian, there are reports of shots fired ground level. They think it's a suicide."
Steeling himself, Wu'fie walked out the door, a 'roger'barely escaping his lips.
The street was chaos to say the least, Preventer Presonal where tied up trying to keep traffic moving and passerby's from contaminaiting the scene. Wu'fie had walked out in to the middle of it, though he would not assist the effort- those doing the job knew what they where doing and would get the situtation under control quickly enough. He instead turned his attention towards the phone booth at the center of the commotion.
Blood, bone and bits of brain matter coated the insides of the telephone booth turning the body still inside in to a phantom shadow. From what he could tell from his position, the body was female, and was stuck partly toppled out of the booth, He could see her legs from under the slight rise of the privicy walls, they were slippered shoes on her feet and a pair of knee high stockings that had once been white in plain view. What appeared to be the hem of a plad skirt, and the tops of pale knees. Just in his line of sight was a hunk of Green that he couldn't identify, he glance on the upper level ove the booth and noted a single whole that was no doubt a bullet whole. Following the line of fire he spotted a second floor window had be cracked by the bullet, which was what had sent off the alarm. All the windows from fifteen down where bullet proof and where whired to set off the alarm if they broke or where cracked.
"Make way, Preventer Viechal coming in." Wu'fie turned his attention towards a standard Nissan Bluebird Unmarked preventer cruiser. He didn't need to see the driver to know who was behind the wheel of the vehical, simply because he knew only one person who would pull up to the curb and reef on the in order to get to an already controled scene. "What the hell happened?" Duo maxwell's voice echoed as he opened the car door, though he wasn't talking to anyone in particular and thus wasn't looking for an answer directly. "Maxwell, take a downer." Both passenger and driver stepped out of their cars and on to the sidewalk five feet from the crime scene.
Duo's Violet eyes connected with his and the man instantly made his way over, carefully avoiding any potential evidance. His partner, one wu'fie knew to be named Kekko Yurigami followed beside him, hands stuffed in her pockets, though she didn't look at him but the scene. "This is going to be headline news." She muttered, before finally allowing her gaze to rest on his.
The woman had od eyes, being she was half Japanese, her eyes where two different colours. Hetrochromatic, one was blue the other a brown. She was of medium build and adverage height, Kekko Yurigami was also Duo Maxwells partner in the newly created Childrens relation division. "We'll have a press black out in effect, until we know what is exactly going on, but it looks pretty straight forward." Wu'fie said simply before adding, "So what brings Childrens relations all the way from Down Town?"
Duo's violet eyes rolled, "Dude, did you forget that the systems alarms are linked to all the Facilities in range? You helped devlop the safeguards." Wu'fie had indeed forgotten momentairily, but he wouldn't admit that to Duo because he would never live it down. "Of course not." He left it at that, before moving in towards the Telephone booth. "Rogers." He caught a stray preventer's attention on his way past, "Make the nessiciary arrangements for a press black out, and ensure the corner is en route."
He didn't need to look to know the man was already heading back inside, he herd it when the man opened the door allowing the alarm to echo out on to the street. "Simmions, Get that alarm turned off." Another barked from the other side of the scene. Wufie didn't look to see who, for he was already beside the door to the phone booth. "Maxwell, you have your camera's on hand?" He asked over his shoulder glancing to see that Duo was already walking over to him with the long lensed evidance collector. Kekko beside him with a silver case.
With a nod of approval they begun the evidance collection process.
On the opposite side of the city; word travelled quickly through the students and parents alike that the alarm at preventer went off and there was a shooting. It travelled in to the little downtown, as the locals called it which was essentailly a smal city crammed in to a ten block radius, in stood a large old-style Martial arts Dojo. Standing outside, of which stood a woman with long black pulled up in to a high pony tail, she wore a standard Gi and Hikama combonation holding a broom.
"Good morning Sensei Taylor, I'm sorry I am so late Traffic was horrible on the way down here. People where flocking the streets to see what was going on at preventer, traffic was at a stand still." A young woman about twenty four apologized haistly as she ran up the street towards her. Her short brown hair flying around with the motion. Ayame gave her a soft smile, "Izumi, I have herd about the preventer alarm. Do not fret, I know how to answer a phone if it rings."
The girl gave a soft chuckle, "Yes Sensei," She smiled before holding out her hand. "Let me finish up here while you prepare for your next set of classes for the day. It is after all one of the reason's why I am here." Nodding she handed the girl the worn broom, making note to buy another one next time she went out to do some shopping. "Izumi, Do not book any appointments or sign up orentations for the one-pm time block. I am needing to place some orders for equipment. So i will be unavaible for that hour."
"Oh?" The girl leant on the broom, "Your favorite pass time is shoppig for new dojo equipment, Is Takashi Sensei going to be meeting you down at Dereks?" She half shurgged, "Takashi, Ichirou is hardly the predictable sort. He may show up at the store, he may not. You will do well to remember that he works on a whim outside of the dojo's walls." Izumi frowned at her responce, "Sensei?"
"You are very readable Izumi, I have seen how you react to Ichirou when he does decide to breeze in."
"Ayame-san, I am hurt you think so little of me." A man's chipper voice said from the main entrance, a mock tone of suffering matched the look on his boyish features. "You should be pleased I think so highly of you, givin you lack of attendance not only in this dojo but lightning as well. Nayoshi-sensei Feels the same. If this persists then you will not be welcomed on either property in any forum of teaching capasity and to be let go from both, would not be a very good thing for your resume, considering your high asperaitions." She turned, her bright blue eyes of her mother's heritage narrowing warningly.
"Ayame-san, you wouldn't let me go would you?" A lock of black hair fell in to the man's stunned face, and Ayame turned to leave him on the side walk. "If you do not actauilly prove to me and Nayoshi-sensei that you are able to keep to your arranged scheduales then yes I will." She walked in to the Dojo, the sounds of a small scuffel welcomed her ears. "Kana. Your going to be late." Her gaze turned towards a blonde who stood blocking an on-coming strike from another female with short shocking-red hair. "That Includes you Satomi." Both lowered their Shinai's and sighed. "Yes Sensei."
"Ayame-San! Ayame-San! Please! You can't let me go! I am begging you!" Ichirou flew in to the dojo calling after her. "Takashi, Ichirou, Have i said that you are being let go today?" She turned to look the man dead in the eye, and being shorter then him it was a feat only a teacher or a mother could acomplish easily. "N-no Sensei-taylor." The boy-man stuttered skidding to an instant hult. "Then stop you begging, it's unbecoming. Remember what i told you, if you can prove you know how to make priorities involving your scheduals then I shall reconsider letting you go, and maybe if you lucky I'll talk to Nayoshi-sensei."
"Thank-"
Ayame left him standing in the hallway, infront of the large classes mats walking in to her personal office that sat behinde the reception desk. She no sooner closed the door did her personal line ring forcing a shigh out of her mouth, "today is going to be a long day." She could feel it.