THE NEW WORLD – MY NAME IS ENMA
The Yakuza HQ
Kara is waiting patiently in a sitting room, legs crossed as she reads an old magazine. This sort of behaviour is typical of someone waiting for an appointment at the doctor or the dentist yet she behaves this way while waiting for Lucy. She is waiting for the news that the Millefiore family has fallen.
Kara tucks her blonde hair behind her shoulder as she thinks back to the battle she had with Yamamoto Takeshi. Never since she had obtained Clarent had someone been so close to fighting evenly with her, despite what she said at the time her skill and power were only slightly superior. Back then Kara's greatest advantage was her sabre, the nemesis of Excalibur, Clarent.
Lucy bursts into the room, a childish excitement on her face, "I did it, I did it, I'm not getting punished right?".
Kara smiles devilishly at the arrival of Lucy, "Yeah, you won't be punished this time".
"Now it's time for another job" the sabre user declares as she tosses her magazine onto a nearby table. She could have thrown it on the floor and made a slave clean up after her but her mother had always taught her to be tidy.
"I can't get the cane for this one can I?" Lucy asks, terror on her face and her eyes bolted to Kara.
"You will only get punished if you fail" Kara notes, "Are you going to get the cane Lucy?".
"Never, never again" Lucy declares as she holds her head, "No cane, no cane".
Lucy is getting worse every time it is mentioned, this causes another smile to come to Kara's face. The nearby slaves question if this woman even has morals, what could possibly be her motivation in life.
"Of course not Lucy, you're going to succeed again aren't you?".
"Yeah, I'm going to succeed… going to succeed, I have to succeed… not that pain ever again… no cane".
"No cane" Kara recites with amusement. These two words 'no cane' seem to have become a mantra for Lucy, "The two of us are going to Australia".
Lucy looks at her ally with wide eyes.
"I'm only going as an overseer" the sabre user notes to allay Lucy's surprise, "I'm going to see how well you handle things".
"What do I have to do" Lucy asks.
"You go to Australia, that's where we think Enma went after his resistance movement in New Zealand was crushed, there's no way he could have gone anywhere else. We have the island too well surrounded". Kara looks to make sure that Lucy is still listening, she is. The latter is listening as intently as a child to a bed time story.
"He is in Sydney, we are going there and you will have one week to find Enma" Kara finishes as she looks down her nose at Lucy, "Or else you will get the cane".
"NO CANE" the raven haired Yakuza practically screams, "I will find Enma".
"Good" Kara strokes Lucy's hair patronisingly, "You find Enma and this will all go away".
'This might go away for you Lucy; it might have if Enma was in Sydney… but I know for a fact that he is in Melbourne… too bad'.
"Have you got a photo of Enma?" the elder Kosuke sibling asks.
"You must remember what he looks like, after all you fought him all those years ago" Kara notes.
"I don't remember".
'Well this complicates things, still I have other methods of finding you Enma'.
One Week Later, Sydney
The sun is scorching in Sydney. The people walk neatly past Kara without saying anything as they notice the Yakuza tattoos she is sporting. Just like the rest of the world, it has become essential in Australia to show the utmost respect for both Yakuza officers and enforcement officers alike.
Kara notices Lucy in the distance and smiles at the mentally deteriorating woman. Currently Lucy is running to and fro between passer's by asking if they have seen Enma. Even had they have seen Enma it is unlikely that they will be able to recall it, Lucy is covered with tattoos that make them absolutely terrified. Unless anyone could answer with details, there is no way they would dare report his presence to the Yakuza.
Kara begins to slowly walk towards her accomplice with a steady pace. The latter noticed the former just as intended causing her to ask people more nosily and desperately. It is only when Kara actually reaches Lucy that she stops becoming scared and instead becomes enraged. The nearest fifty citizens are killed, each and every one of them with their bodies littered in glass.
"You couldn't find him could you Lucy" Kara notes condescendingly.
Lucy's eyes are filled with terror, with horror, it is as if her nightmare has come to life. The Raven haired sister of Yaru drops to her knees as if before god himself. "No cane, please, I'll do anything you ask".
"Get up" Kara harshly demands.
Lucy quickly rises to her feet but dips her head before the sabre user, not daring to look her in the eye.
"You have failed in your mission but your obedience is valued, I will speak up on your behalf" Kara declares.
The glass manipulator hugs Kara tightly. It is like a child hugging the leg of an adult, the hug is full of gratitude, almost full of dependence. It is the hug of someone who is perfectly obedient, almost like a perfect slave.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you" Lucy repeats over and over again.
"Do you want to know where Enma is?" Kara asks.
Lucy releases her superior and nods firmly, "Still have to kill Enma".
"That's right" Kara chuckles at the poor grammar, "You still have to kill Enma. However, he is not here, he is in Melbourne".
"Melbourne" Lucy looks at Kara with a puzzled expression, "Not Sydney?".
Kara shakes her head, "You should have been able to work this out really. Regardless, you still have uses even if you're not very smart".
Lucy hangs her head in shame, depressed that her superior would talk about her this way. Lucy recalls that she has always tried her hardest to kill god's enemies, to carry out Kara's orders, to do what the Yakuza have required.
"Come on" Kara lifts Lucy's head by her chin, "We're going to Melbourne".
Yakuza Hall, Melbourne
Yakuza Hall, as it had aptly been named, is a centre created in most cities after the Yakuza took over the world. Centres like this often put on propaganda based entertainment centring on god or was used to deliver political news of some kind or another. Today it is being used to gather one-hundred-thousand people, the one-hundred-thousand people who live closest to the centre of Melbourne.
Yakuza Hall is a massive venue, it is capable of hosting one-hundred-thousand and it has been built in every major city around the world, often replacing iconic structures as the centrepiece. It has three tiers, each containing many rows of seats. The seats are made of steal and are tightly bunched together, clearly comfort was not the Yakuza's top priority when they built it.
The gathering today is not voluntary as it usually is, today's gathering is essential, everyone must gather per the orders of the Yakuza themselves. The mayor's office had sent out the invite and Yakuza officers would be killing any they saw disobeying the order, it truly was a must to attend. The only alternative is death.
To remain hidden in the city centre Kozato Enma and the Arcobaleno with him have been forced to come to this event. Although they have been forced to come they may have decided to come themselves anyway, such a high profile Yakuza event, surely something significant is going to happen.
The crowd is quiet, only a few mumbles can be heard as a man walks out onto the stage. Migration has decreased greatly since the dawn of Yakuza rule so most people here have been residents of Melbourne for years. Most people here recognise the man who walks onto the stage as the Mayor of Melbourne.
"I'm sorry to have forced you all to come here, this was not the request of the mayor's office" he begins.
"No, this was a request… a request from god himself, an order from god, a commandment".
Many people in the crowd flinch or shake their heads in a strange way. Hearing a decree from Honda being referred to as a commandment is insulting to their own religion of Christianity. However, nobody dares to voice their discontent, on the surface they have to make it appear as if they accept Honda as their god.
"Apparently our city is harbouring a criminal, a great criminal from the mafia. His name is Kozato Enma".
Enma narrows his eyes as he hears his name announced on the stage. 'They know I am here… how… how could they even track one of the seven great mafioso so accurately'.
"This Enma is a resistance figure, a terrorist who must be apprehended, so please, if you see anyone suspicious ask them if they are Mafia or Yakuza".
Again many people's hearts clench and their chests tighten as they hear the phrase. Long ago the mafia had been their last hope, they had been brought out of the underworld not as criminals but freedom fighters. The mafia had fought life and limb for them and continue to do so all over the world, yet now they are being insulted right in front of them.
"If anyone has information they must tell the guards because god says that Enma must be killed".
An enforcement officer approaches the Mayor on stage and hands him a card, presumably with some writing on it. This causes the mayor to turn to the officer and yell something as he walks away. After seeing the officer ignore him the Mayor grits his teeth and turns back to the microphone. Once more he addresses his people.
"The guards have left the front door unlocked and I have been given a brief message to give to you".
"If Enma is amongst us, the only way he can save the rest of us from certain death is to head outside now".
"If Enma does not go outside, god will terminate all of us".
The crowd gasps and some of them pray as this news in announced. Unless Enma hands himself in, all of them will die.
'They would seriously go so far' Enma shouts in his head, 'Then I have no choice but to go'.
Enma rests his palms on the sides of the chair and begins to push himself up. The red-haired mafioso is stopped though, something is pushing down on each hand. He looks side to side to see the source of the push.
The two people stopping him are Colonello and Skull, sat either side of him holding him down.
"I have to do something" Enma whispers.
"What can you do" Lal-Mirch whispers to Enma as she leans on his chin from behind. "The most important thing here is that you don't die".
"You could be the world's last hope for freedom" Virgo adds. The Arcobaleno has never seen eye-to-eye with the rest of the group but is united with them in his hatred of the Yakuza. "Don't throw that away for a single city".
Enma grits his teeth as he wonders to himself. 'What do I do now'.
Outer Melbourne
Near the outskirts of the city, Lucy and Kara are flying side by side towards the centre at a leisurely pace. The previous night they had ordered the mayor assemble the citizens of inner city and give the speech, after that they went to the outskirts to find a luxury hotel.
Despite Lucy's new status being closer to that of a slave than a Yakuza officer, it is still important for her to keep up appearances. She wears the marks of the Yakuza and therefore should appear as a god in the eyes of normal people.
"You will kill all of them" Lucy asks as Kara has just for the first time told her the plan.
"Of course not" Kara shakes her head, "God would be very angry, how could he be a god without subjects".
"So we only kill Enma outside" Lucy questions, not wanting to kill the wrong person and offend her superior.
"Yes, if you succeed perhaps you won't get the cane".
After Kara suggests she may be able to escape punishment Lucy begins chanting something. Kara doesn't listen too closely but overhears the occasional 'kill Enma' and the odd 'no cane'.
'Now Enma' Kara says in her head as she approaches the city of Melbourne. 'Show yourself to me, to save the city'.
Kara has full confidence in her plan. There is now way that Enma can chance her not killing everyone and the she knows for a fact that he is one of the more merciful mafioso. Indeed, the Shimon family boss, one of the seven great mafioso would have his hand forced, he would have to take action.
Kara and Lucy arrive outside the hall and the former gasps at the sight she is greeted with.
All one-hundred-thousand citizens are stood outside the hall.
The mayor has a hold of his microphone still, "Yes, I am Enma" he shouts to the flying Yakuza.
"No, I'm Enma" a man shouts, another of the citizens.
Next it is a woman who yells, "No, it's me, I am Enma".
It seems that every last man, woman and child is yelling at the floating duo. When so many people are making the claim to be someone, how could anyone know which one of them it truly is.
"I… I can't just kill all of them" Kara says aloud, "Lucy you should recognise Enma, which one is he".
"So many faces" Lucy murmurs before rapidly shaking her head from side to side, "I don't remember, I don't recognise any of them".
Kara's gaze is drawn once more to the mayor.
"Remember this day Yakuza, I don't care if you kill me".
"But this will be the day remembered as the day when the people of Melbourne said no".
"It will be remembered as the day the people of Melbourne stood boldly and defiantly and said no to your god".
Lucy kills the mayor out of frustration but realises that the others are off limits, that is the only kill she is allowed to make.
"No, No, No, No, No" the citizens of Melbourne stand and chant this repeatedly as if unafraid by the display of power.
'Enma, you win this round but you won't be escaping Australia, we will increase our guard on the coasts… your power won't be added to the resistance' Kara says to herself before she flies away with Lucy.
Fon rests his hand gently on Enma's shoulder as he notices that the Shimon family boss is in tears. Never did he think that so many people would stand up for the mafia who not long ago were known to them as criminals.
'Everyone, I promise you, I will never forget this because it's my name really'.
'My name is Enma'.