The Breed

Episode 2- The Hunt

Author's Note: Thanks for reading. I usually won't update so fast but I had to get this out of laptop before I completely changed it. It's a little longer. But otherwise enjoy. Thanks for reviews, favs, and follows. I don't expect this story to be lengthy chapter wise. But I will make it quite the ride. Also PM me or chapter titles or anything you'd like to see. You'll see more updates if you inspire me, ya know... Well here you are:

The sound of dripping water rang though the otherwise silent room. Drip. Drip. Drip. Her breathing had calmed down. That's right, she needed to be calm otherwise she could not escape this place. Her vision is hindered and not well adjusted to the darkness. The rope burns her skin, she wants to scratch it so badly. If she could see the rope digging into her skin, she would see angry red bruises.

A man has captured her. She supposes this is the work of Yamori. She has seen him from a far. Chuckling, she remembers vividly the appearance of the monster like man. He looks like he is distorted, possibly born with various disfigurements.

He is a criminal of the worst kind. He ran a strip club that hired underage girls and boys as dancers. She was assigned with her partner to take him down at all costs. But she fucked up. She let her guard down.

She is alert when she hears footsteps nearing what she guessed was the entrance of the room. Thump. Thump. Thump. Her heart is racing with adrenaline. She decides to jump while restrained in the chair. She jumps repeatedly. The thumps are getting louder. She must hurry. She senses danger.

She wants to live. She will not be beaten. She will kill whoever walks through that door.

Detective Mado eyed the young girl suspiciously. She was around the same age as his daughter Akira. She seemed more serious than the girl though. She caught him staring at her. She smiled before walking up to him. Extending her arm, she offered him coffee. She took a sip out hers before he did. It almost look like she was flirting with him, but Mado had heard rumors about this girl.

Smiling she nodded. Mado watched her assess him. Her brown eyes had a sort of distant look to them. It alerted him that she was dangerous like he was. She had the gift of a detective. She could understand the criminal.

"Ah, so you are the talented Rin Nobunaga. Any relation to the Nobunaga?" She chuckled before leaning her hip against his desk.

"Talented, sure. Nobunaga-sama, well my family seems to think so. But I don't think I have any of his battle saavy." She shot back. She sounded like looked… very young. This girl was way out of uniform, if detective had a uniform. She wore skinny jeans, combat boots and a blazer with a tank top. Then again she didn't peg him as a skirt or suit kind of girl. She scored the highest on combat and the third highest in the academy. The prodigy they picked for the academy, in Mado's opinion, was no match for the girl before him.

"Ready for your first day? There is no body farm or any shit like that. Today you will discover the truth in this world." Mado said placing his coffee down. He walked towards the exit of the main hall in the police station. Rin finished her coffee, throwing it into the trash bin.

"Weapons check.." He muttered as they were about to leave the parking deck. Rin obliged checking her amunitions and safety on her guns. Mado saw something shiny in the corner of his eye.

"What the holy fuck is that?" Mado asked eying the blade she had at her side. It was hidden by her oversized blazer.

"It's my lucky charm. My Dad gave this to me before he went to prison." She said leaning in close as she tucked in his seat belt.

"That's not allowed, tell them I told you that." She cocked a brow. Mado shrugged putting the car into gear.

"I want to see you use that thing at least once. Make an old man feel young again, will ya'?" She laughed before nodding.

They were heading towards a murder scene of a young man, most likely some druggie son of some rich people. They were advised to keep this out of the public eye and find the killer quickly. She guessed the rich got wind of their own dying quicker than the average citizen.

Rin looked out her window at the passing sights. She caught a glimpse of something white. It was a messy head of hair attached to the tall body of an ikemen, if she ever saw one. He was walking with another man who was handsome but covered in tattoos and piercings. Their images were burned into her head, since they stood out in the vast crowd of people.

"You want a tattoo while we're at it, Ken-chan?" Ken looked back at his long time friend. Uta was possibly the nicest sociopath he had ever met. He was polite most of time but when he was in a shitty mood, people and things got broken.

They were walking through the slums of Tokyo. The residents saw Ken and waved excitedly. Scared faces split into smiles at the sight of them. Some of the faces were filled with fear, some with mistrust. Ken took in their emotions. All of them were so raw. It was like he was swimming in a sea full of lust, euphoria and despair. Uta watched Ken come into his element.

"Ken-sama!"

"Hey it's Ken!"

"Is he with Uta-kun, how kawaii?!"

"U-Uta-san."

"K-Ken!"

It was clear to Uta that whatever life Ken was destined to lead before he walked into this one was surely a mistake. He belonged to this world so much more than the other one. He was a leader, a hero to these evil creatures of sin. Uta knew one thing for sure, Ken fucking loved it.

"Hmm, you keep asking me about one, huh? It better be amazing." Ken retorted playfully. Uta looked euphoric. He truly loved tattooing people. He had an eye for art despite his appearance. He believed that tattooing Ken would make him even more beautiful than he already was. Uta imagined a design quickly for Kenaki. He would give three tomoe on the right side of his-

"Uta who is this Yamori fellow?" Uta blinked. So Ken was here on business.

"He is… a bad person. His view of the world is distorted but then again all of our views are. He wants to create 'chaos' he said. He said the wealthy need to learn that their money and influence won't help them. He said humans need to learn about their animal side." Ken nodded looking at the various masks, tattoo designs and pictures of Uta's artwork.

"Great. Did you see Touka-chan home?" He asked. Uta smiled. Ken was gentle when he spoke of Touka. Despite his tendencies to be distant and sometimes evil, he was like this as well.

"I did. I don't know who took that girl but I think Tsukiyama would know." Ken hated hearing the name of the narcissist. Tsukiyama had drug him into some shit when they were younger. Tsukiyama ended up in the hospital after Ken got him back.

This all happened back when Ken was fairly new to the drug trade and the underworld of this city. He worked for old man Yoshimura. The group eh was with in this particular occurrence, was working for Tsukiyama and suddenly tried to attack Ken. Tsukiyama kept muttering about making Ken his plaything since he was so pretty.

Ken ended up with a large scar on his torso, while Tsukiyama ended up with a concussion, few broken ribs, and a broken arm.

"Alright then, later Uta." Ken patted Uta's shoulder.

"Watch out they're cops crawling around all over this place. Yamori's been on some type of fucking rampage." Uta said looking at Ken's back. Ken nodded.

"Yep, see ya."

"See ya Ken-chan."

The crime scene investigation squad took photos of the mutilated body.

"Let me get a toxicology report of this kid." Mado stopped a worker. She nodded. He looked to his left to see a blank expression on his new partner's face. 'Pretty calm for a girl out of the academy.' He thought. He noticed her lips began to move. She was muttering something too fast for him to understand.

"All generalizations are false, including this one." She said aloud. She clapped her hands together. Looking back she gestured or Detective Mado to follow her.

"Some type of modified weapon did this to his face and judging of the look on his face. He was alive when it happened. Also… he seems to smell quite funny, doesn't he?"

"Yeah." Mado answered. The stench was strong but familiar. It smelled like the specimen's he used to dissect in anatomy class….like raw meat and Clorox.

"That's because his has ingested and been bathed in formaldehyde."

"Ingested?"

"You can smell it around his mouth. The formaldehyde was probably added to torture him more. This kill seems like some fucked up display of art." She said. Backing away she walked back to Mado.

"This is really disturbing, it's so out in the open too. You think this person's a serial killer?" She asked looking up at the taller detective.

"No murder weapon. Clear to take him?" One of the investigators asked Mado. He nodded.

One of the investigators watched as Detective Nobunaga and Mado left the scene. He smirked. The information he had given Ken was solid but this would piss his old friend off even more. Pulling out his phone he quickly called Ken.

"Yo, Hide."

"Ah, Ken-chan. There's another body. I think it's Yamori's work."

"Hoo, well have dinner with me tonight and we'll talk about it. Ja, Hide."

Hide would describe Yamori as either being too ballsy or damn right insane. This ward was a part of Ken's territory. Most likely the police will find drugs in the junkie's system and go looking for drug lords. He wonders if someone will speak Ken's name. He is widely known in the underworld.

Hide was excited. He could finally start paying Ken back for all he had done for him. If need be he would destroy anyone who crossed Ken.

"What will you have M-" Rin looked up noticing the woman stopped talking. If her memory served her right, the ikemen from this morning had just arrived here in the cafe. She smiled seeing him holding the hands of a cute little girl. She had bright brown hair and matching eyes. She was holding a rabbit shaped backpack.

As a habit, Rin began to analyze the young man. She answered the waitress and ordered a latte with a cupcake. Her eyes scanned his clothes. They were all designer. She wondered if that child was his daughter. She doubted that was his daughter. He was old enough to be her father if he was promiscuous in high school but they looked nothing alike. She assumed he weighed about 63 kilograms and was around 180 centimeters tall. He seemed like he was a rather fit guy.

Maybe he was her brother. Rin's gaze was unchanging as the handsome young man looked towards her. There was something about him that was attractive, more so than his physical appearence. It was almost as if he were a magnet. Her mother told her to be careful of men like this. They ended up like her father, who was in and out of jail with promises of a better future.

His face was easy on the eyes. He looked pretty feminine except for the eyes. They were cold. 'He's seen some shit.' Rin thinks. She closes her eyes and enjoys her latte. She feels her phone vibrate in her pocket. Taking a bite of her cupcake she plucks it out of her pocket.

"Mhmmm….Numbunaga (Nobunaga)." She answers her mouth full of food.

"Ah this is Detective Nobunaga.. I'm Kimori from CSI. Mado wanted me to contact you about the cadaver near the warehouse this morning. His toxicology report tested positive for heroin and hydrocodone. But he was killed by the formaldehyde he ingested."

"Was he alive when his face got…"

"He was bathed in formaldehyde so we don't know. But the lacerations are in pristine condition. We can only assume he was."

"Good work." Rin hung up. Rin noticed a flash of movement in her eye, she then turned her attention to her right. 'Noisy.' She thought.

"You fucking bitch! How dare you cheat on me?" A burly man yelled at the petite woman in front of him. Rin moved to get up but the same white haired young man beat her to it. He confronted the man, not bothered by the difference in height.

The man leaned down, glaring at him. "Mind your business, you little brat." The white haired man had a bored expression on his face.

"Get the hell out of here. You're disturbing the customers." He said quietly, almost in a whisper. Rin smirked. 'Enough is enough.' She thought. She got up walking towards the man. The white haired man only glanced at her.

"Sir either leave or be quiet." She flashed him her badge. He scoffed.

"You little twat…" he sneered. Rin had been called worse. Sensing his aggression, she readied herself to go for a paralyzing hit to the side of his neck. But suddenly the man was on the ground. He looked stunned. A dark blue Nike Suketo clad foot was stepping on the right side of his face.

"Get out." He whispered to the man. Rin was frozen. No one could beat her in combat but she had not even seen the lean young man move. He was so fast, faster than she was. His strength against this big guy was god-like.

He moved his foot and walked back to his table. He grabbed the little girl's hand. Oddly she seemed unaffected by his act of violence, almost mirthful which struck Rin as odd.

"Should I help him or pretend I never saw it?" She asked the customers jokingly.