Assassin Drones: The original saga
Silent Invasion Arc. De Arimasu!
By Alex Young
The Nerima sewage canal, 3:00 pm. April 11, 2002
Genma had just come crashing down into the chasm that is the sewage canal. "Saotome? Are you all right down there?" Soun exclaimed as he rushed toward the railing. [Uhhh, I think so, yeah. I'll try to get up out of there as soon as I can.] Panda Genma replied when a pile of floating garbage drifted in his direction. The moment Panda Genma turned around to look, the pile just disappeared, as though out of thin air.
Just then, the panda felt a hand with its fingers coiling around his leg. The owner of the hand forcibly dragged the panda down and beat his furry ass to a pulp underwater, only to throw him up out of the water right next to Soun sometime later. "Let's this serve as a warning from Tsubasa!" The garage pile threatened after having reappeared to go along its merry way. "Alright, Saotome. L-Let's go home." Soun quivered in surprise before dousing Genma with how water from the thermos that was conveniently located in his back pocket. "If you say so, Tendo." Genma replied before heading on home with Soun.
Meanwhile, at an archaeological dig site in Manchuria
It was cloudy out, and the archaeologists were busy at work. It was all quiet as usual, until a sharply dressed man casually emerged from a Mercedes Benz limousine that pulled up nearby. His name was Victor Xiu Wong, and he was interested in this latest find from the archaeological dig; A jade colored, baseball sized orb with a surface that looked like polished granite. Victor grabbed the orb and gave it a thorough once over. "Hmm, this could command a high price in the black market." The Chinese businessman mused as he heard scratching noises coming from inside the orb.
He knew right then and there that whatever creature was inside the orb, he was eager to develop it into some sort of biological terror weapon and sell it on the black market. Victor has connections to EX.W.A.T.I. from within, therefore making it more than likely for them to have caught wind of any illegal activities of his should even one of the insiders snitch on him. Thus the real problem was, how to ship the orb to his secret off site research lab in Hokkaido without getting caught? He would let the Don Viper handle the ground shipping aspect, so as to look like someone else was behind it.
At an underground docking facility, undisclosed location. 6:00 pm
Victor's mechanics were prepping the kilo class diesel submarine for his part of the covert shipment process. The orb had just been put into a waterproof shipping crate before it was lowered onto the submarine. "Right on schedule." Victor smirked confidently. With that, the crew made some last minute adjustments, and the submarine was released from the docking clamps to dive on its way to its destination.
In Nerima's infamous restaurant district, 7:00 pm.
Radon had been searching around for any possible leads on the Don Viper, stopping by the Cat cafe and asking some of the rougher looking men about him. All of a sudden, Radon picked up the sound of a V8 engine closing in. *BOOM!* A white, 1983 Dodge cargo van burst through the windows. "Hey, dere 'e is!" One thug called out. "LET'S GEDDIM!" Another screamed as three of them, minus the driver emerged from the van.
"What in the!?" Radon cried as he motioned for his Macedonian twin handguns concealed in each back pocket in his baggy cargo pants. Radon opened fire, blinding the third thug in their left eye. As the other two deployed spiked clubs and battle axes, Radon swapped out for a shotgun in his backpack. He pulled the trigger on the second thug's solar plexus at point blank range, and threw an ax at the first thug's head, mortally wounding both thugs instantaneously. Finally, he unleashed his signature revolving sniper rifle on the driver, killing him as well.
Radon closed in on the one eye blinded thug, and grappled him by the neck. "Alright, where's the Don Viper? Who sent you fuckers in to kill me?" Radon sneered threateningly as he tightened his hold. "OKAY! OKAY! LEMME GO! I'LL TALK!" He screamed begging for mercy, to which Radon complied. "IT WAS CORSAIR VIPER FER GOD'S SAKES!" "Alright, now go! Tell him and his buddies that they'd better step up their security, because I'm coming for your boss; the Don Viper!" He warned, letting the surviving thug flee for his life in terror. With that, Radon brushed off any debris left standing, entered his invisible car, and drove off into the distance.
An underground docking port in rural Hokkaido, 9:00 pm
The kilo submarine had arrived on schedule for Corsair Viper's goons to inspect the cargo. The sub opened its cargo hatch to reveal the waterproof shipping crate as it floated up to the surface. The motorized inflatable raft was standing by at the pick up point, awaiting the mysterious cargo. As soon as it hit the surface, the goons hooked the cargo crate up, and began to reel it in. So far, the shipment turned out to be better than originally anticipated. However, as the goons returned to the drydock, that when things began to unravel a la Radon and his subterfuge.
First off, Radon snuck up behind a patrolling goon, and stabbed him squarely in the nape with a survival knife he had up his sleeve, literally. He then approached the biometric key-lock, took a USB thumb drive with a password cracker program, and opened the door. Radon found the shipment to be already round the clubhouse turn. That of course, was when shit really hit the fan as he opened fire on Corsair Viper's goons, taking them out one by one with his six shot sniper revolver.
Corsair Viper lashed out with his naturally occurring cutlass, while Radon responded with his survival knife. That, and a swift kick to the gut while swapping out for one of his Macedonian twins. Radon made a break for the cargo crate, snatched the orb right up, and bolted straight out of dodge upon retrieving his USB hacking thumb drive as he was only ever interested in the orb. All that chaos left Corsair Viper cursing the boy hitman in his bloodier than usual wake.
A bosky area on the outskirts of Nerima, 12:00 am. April 16, 2002
Radon had just come out of hiding, and was out and about for the first time ever since his daring raid on a known Viper operated shipping compound. Who else but Radon would have the audacity to steal from one of the most powerful Viper gangs in all of Asia? Kululu's Volvo pulled up next to the boy hitman. "Say, Kululu. you looking for this?" Radon queried as he handed the orb over to Kululu, in exchange for which Nabiki paid him a few hundred thousand yen, plus some additional intel from Kululu. "That's about it for tonight. Keep me posted, Nabiki for any new hit jobs, alright?" Radon requested. "Hmph, affirmative." Nabiki replied with a smirk as she and Kululu parted ways with Radon until the next time he's assigned an inside job.