A/N: So, I'm on sick leave, the cold I developed turned into something nasty and so I was able to throw a small chapter together. I'm actually sad that this chapter is as small as it is, I was hoping that I would put more into it, but this will have to do. Believe it or not this story is actually getting to the climax and I'm actually proud that this story is almost done. One of the few stories that I've started and actually made my way through. It's short-ish, it's got a lot of stuff that I'm proud of, it actually has elements of the film I wanna get put into production as my background is film and live theatre I have Act 1 of the script done I think kicking around somewhere.
As it stands the over reaching arch is not done and won't be it will take another story to get through, so I want my readers to know that this 'story' isn't done and this is a bit of an origins I guess. I figure I would put this in now so that you are all aware that there will be more. I hope you like the ending of this chapter. I don't think I have written something as cruel as that.
So disclaimers are all there, you know who belongs to me and who doesn't and I think I will have to change the rating to M as of next chapter because of the content and believe me if you know of my other story Broken Armour. You should know why I have an M Rating for gore, blood and the rest. I don't write smut couldn't as it doesn't serve me really any purpose.
So enjoy it, small as it is, enjoy it.
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Kamryn had gotten up after her nap with Saya and went to take a shower before changing and leaving Saya spread out on her bed. Smiling Kamryn left the room and came across a now awake Liz talking with Mr. Vargas while Hudson wandered around the floor with a bone in mouth.
Walking up to the two of them Kamryn took Liz to the side and scratched at the back of her neck with a hand.
"Morning Liz, how are you doing?"
"Tired and sad…"
"Don't be sad, he'll be back. In the mean time I need to get Saya a Christmas gift. Want to take Mr. Vargas and come along with me?" Mr. Vargas had walked up by then and looked down at his feet where Hudson sat the man's heel.
Liz looked at the man and then Kamryn nodding with a small smile on her face. They got ready and while Saya was still out like a light with a note left for her so she wouldn't be too upset; the group including Mr. Varga's bodyguards got into Kamryn's imported Jeep Rubicon and they took off into Modern Japan to do some shopping. They made the hour's drive into Tokyo because Liz had never been, but it was also the only place that Kamryn found that sold what she wanted. It was a tourist trap sure, but if you knew the right people to talk to and where to go you could get everything and anything.
Parked into a VIP parking lot at a Yakuza run Hotel, the group traveled out onto the streets as Kamryn adjusted the face-mask turned neck warmer under her sports coat. Kamryn was as casual and human as you could get in a pair of jeans, hikers and the long sleeve grey pullover she was wearing under the coat. As they roamed the streets peeking into the insane Boxing Day sales, Kamryn kept an eye out on the crowd. This was a good time to just blend in, be unnoticed and to be a Joe Nobody. If anyone looked at the group they would just see either; friends on a shopping trip or brothers and sisters out and about exploring in a tourist trap, either way it worked for them and that's what they were going to stick with.
Going into an older store that held authentic Japanese decorations, swords, art pieces and so on. As they browsed the store the group were eying a piece of art that Kamryn was paying for when a trio of Yakuza came into the store.
"Dire Wolf?"
"Yes?"
"We need to get you out of here, the Clan was able to send us a message. They have been attacked and the Clan Leader has been gravely injured. Someone in the clan sold you and her out, we are here to protect you because we believe you are better for us than this 'Hellhound' Is," Kamryn growled at the name and picked up the purchase handing it to Mr. Vargas.
"Are they still at the Clan Location?"
"We heard that there was a 'FIGHT', some deaths, but we have people looking for those that are trying to get out of the county. They may be ninjas but if they want out of OUR Territory we make sure they are okay to let out, but because they attack one of our allies, they will not live and your clan location will remain secret. "
Kamryn snarled low before nodding to the group and looking directly at Mr. Vargas.
"You need to get a hold of your boss, we are going back to the clan and we need to see what the damage is. They have decided to attack my home and I really don't kindly to that. The Hellhound has made its point and now it's time I made my own. And I may need you to smoke out some rats…" Mr. Vargas nodded as did his two men, Kamryn took her purchase and turned to look at Liz who looked at her afraid of something.
"Kamryn…"
"I need to get you back to the Clan and see what happened Liz, after that I have some hunting to do. I will protect you and I will protect Saya. I promised her this and I will make sure no one gets away with this." Seeing the now former FBI Agent nod, they left Tokyo and drove in silence back to the mountains. It was as they pulled up the village entrance that Mr. Vargas' phone rang and Red's voice came through on speaker.
"Mr. Vargas put the Dire Wolf on the line…"
"I'm already here."
"There is a mole in the clan or the clan is making you a fool."
"I wouldn't worry about the Clan making a fool out of me, they were just hit while Liz, Mr. Vargas and myself were out shopping. Saya has been badly hurt, but I do not know the extent of the damage. I agree however that there was a mole, maybe more or just the one I don't know. The Yakuza have Japan under lockdown and they are digging their claws into the government and so on to capture the ones that survived the attacks."
Kamryn rolled into the garage where it was a scene of carnage and fire, rolling to a stop Kamryn and the others got out of the car and looked around. There were bodies lying about and blood on the concrete, someone limped their way to Kamryn and spoke softly to her as Liz took in the massacre. Mr. Vargas stood by looking pale before he went back into the jeep and sat in the seat looking away from the blood. Liz walked over to one of the bodies and with her one arm she flipped the body over and seeing the charred flesh of the face.
Kamryn came over and gently put a hand on her shoulder and led her to the elevator that took them up to the surface. When the two arrived a doctor in a lab coat came over and bowed to Kamryn before speaking rapidly, Kamryn took off following the doctor, Liz followed her protector and when she walked into the room where Saya was laying she saw Kamryn hunched over on her knees, and her head on the bed. Saya was wrapped up in bandages that much was clear but the burns on her body were a clear indication that this was the personal hand of the Hellhound.
Seeing Kamryn's body shaking, what Liz did not expect was the howl of anguish that erupted from Kamryn that echoed out hospital wing and the rest of the clan main building. When Kamryn stood and turned around, unadulterated rage burned in her eyes and the promise of retribution was clear in the body language. There would be no one stopping the Dire Wolf from laying waste to the scum that even dared attack her home, and her partner in every way.
What came next was a total lock down of the clan location and its village, people were moved into a secondary location and the purging began when the Yakuza managed to capture not one, not two, but three traitors of the clan. They were brought back to the Clan properties and to a concrete caged box that was used for interrogation, but that word was used subjectively with the implements and tools hanging on the wall.
Red had actually come across the men trying to get away on his private jet when he dragged one of the three men before Kamryn and pointing his gun at the head of the man on his knees. The other two were dragged in by the Yakuza and left standing by guarding the men. Very few people knew what a pissed off Dire Wolf was, even fewer had the pleasure of meeting an enraged one. The Dire Wolf slowly walked over to the man on his knees and grabbed the man by his hair with such power that the man yelped and tried to get the grip off only to be slammed in the face by a knee and dragged to a chair and chained into it.
The man screamed profanities at the Dire Wolf in Japanese only to have the Dire Wolf look on without a care in the world, the blue-grey eyes flashed with rage before a crack was sounded and the man started to scream in pain, his head thrown back while the blood vessels in his neck cording and straining. Red watched as the Dire Wolf took a hatchet and threw with precision watching as the hatchet broke the man's leg and lodged itself diagonally across the man's knee. The blood was spurting around the hatchet and was dripping into the ground.
"I want to know why you betrayed the Clan…"
"Fuck you Dire Wolf!" The man spit out, he looked down to his leg and saw the damage as he continued to half scream and grunt in pain. The Dire Wolf stood in front of the man and put a knee next to the hatchet handle and pressed against it, causing the man to scream.
"You will lose your leg if you do not talk, I'm sure that with how sharp I made this hatchet the merest push and all I have to do is just cut away the skin cause honestly there is no bone holding together, all it is, is the remaining muscle and flesh." The man watched as the edge of the hatchet worked like a surgical scalpel as it cut the skin and muscle as the Dire Wolf said it would. The man looked up and shook his head biting down on his tongue to keep from continuing to scream.
"Tell me what I need to know Otta. Any of you three can talk as to why you betrayed your clan leader and allowed a monster into the village. Start talking and maybe your friend won't bleed out here in this box." Red looked at the two that where under guard of the Yakuza, Dembe had come into the room and stood at the door ready in case any of the two tried to get out from under the Yakuza members.
"I know you understand English, I personally am not into this sort of torture but I'm dying to see what she does next to this man. All we need to know is who your contact is and why you betrayed one of the loveliest women I have ever come across." The Dire Wolf moved her knee again and the man screamed out in pain before one of the two men under the Yakuza spoke up. The two were screaming at each other, one yelling not to say anything and the other saying that if he was going to die he didn't want to end up like a chewed meat toy from the Dire Wolf.
"We had no choice! We were taken and black mailed by an American, told us that if we didn't do as was ordered that we would never see our families again. My child from out of wed-lock was taken, I told the clan leader that the mother didn't want her child growing up away from the Western world and that she was going to raise my son in the US. I haven't seen my son in months, all I know that my son is alive is of the pictures that are sent to my phone."
The Dire Wolf let off the pressure from the hatchet and took a tourniquet and tied it above the man's knee before going to the man that spoke, the man was crying but he stared the Wolf in the eyes. The Dire Wolf nodded to the Yakuza who un-cuffed the man but stood at guard.
"Why here? Why the Village?"
"Because it was supposed to be a message, I didn't think that the Clan Leader would be attacked such as she has. I promise you, it was just to scare her and to send a message to you, that's all I swear!"
"That's all? There is no other reason? This Clan has remained in the shadows for a very long time. You have just ruined it and the location because the Hellhound was actually here. You have just ruined your life and the lives of everyone that lives here."
"You don't think I don't know that?"
"And your son is your justification to expose the secret that had been hidden for hundreds of years?"
"I'm sorry!"
"Not you aren't, but I will make sure that you are along with your two friends here that managed to get away. I will make sure you are made an example of and your child will know how much of a traitor his father is. The Clan will know how much all of a traitor you all are…
I want three crosses created and a cargo jet ready. I'm putting them on display in the US. I want the Hellhound to know that I got his message and in return I'm leaving him a message of my own. Get them out of my sight." The Yakuza took the two men that weren't injured and took them away. A team of medics came in and set about taking care of the man with the hatchet in his leg. Red looked on with a raised eyebrow as the Dire Wolf walked up to him with fire in her eyes.
"There are very few things that I will do that will cross over in the realm of true darkness. I meant to have this conversation with your daughter and you, however you will be witness to it firsthand. You already know it is to do what is necessary, for me… this is why the Dire Wolf is known as the most dangerous person in the world now. Be ready to fly back to the United States…" Kamryn turned her back to Red and took a deep breath steadying herself while trying to control the mirad of emotions that were swirling around her body, heart and soul. Red stood at her side and held the gun he had in hand loosely.
"I've tried to deal with the Berlin situation, I would have concluded it had it not been for the traitor shadow that had been with Dembe and I. I will have to conclude with the Berlin business when we get back and then I will be more than willing to help you with the Hellhound business."
"Berlin, is the first in this. If you want Berlin gone, I'll need a couple of his men to drag him out of from where ever it is. Get those and I can guarantee his death for you." Red nodded and looked to the Yakuza and watched as an injured Iwao came into the room and bowed before standing. Kamryn turned and saw the man hold out an envelope with both hands, walking over Kamryn took the thing and opened it looking at photos that clearly were old and very familiar to her. Flipping through them Kamryn's face set before she stalked out of the room leaving everyone behind. Going to the security centre and yelling at the guard to leave she took to the keyboard and typed in several commands and watched as the last few hours played out, she sped up time and was searching for a specific figure. It was a split moment stop and Kamryn watched the scene unfold in front of her as she put the window up onto a larger screen. The leather, cowboy boots, and the greaser slicked hair said enough that a roar ripped through Kamryn as the face looked to the screen and made a 'boom' gesture before raising a gun and firing off screen.
Smashing her fist into the screen and watching it spark and hiss Kamryn turned away and glared murder at anyone that came anywhere near her. The one person that set her on this path, the one that did this to her and destroyed her family was the one that had once been part of her family. The one that had nothing to show for the time that she had been to post-secondary, the one that taken to leaving the nest first and growing into an exceptional person, the one that had joined the military to make a name and be something. The exact opposite to her who had gone to prison, who had destroyed lives, who joined a gang to support his selfish need to be better at anything. He was the one that had hurt her father and put him into the hospital, been the one to make her mother cry over and over for his actions.
He should have been dead.
He had hung himself after the incident that had taken her parents.
He, he had made Kamryn watch as her family was blown apart.
The Hellhound.
The Hellhound was her brother.
Her brother was the one that did this.
Her brother.
A/N: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH... That is all