Gaijin
Part 40
The endless rage.
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ôI'm sorry, I'm afraid Mr. Stark is away. Can I take a message Inspector?ö
Kajura frowned at the pretty young woman sitting behind the receptionist desk at the front of the offices of Stark Enterprises. ôWhere can I find him? I've got a few questions regarding a case I'd like to ask him.ö
The woman kept her smile. ôI'm afraid he's away on business. He's currently in Hong Kong and I'm not certain when he'll be returning from his trip.ö
The man frowned at her. ôHong Kong? What's he doing in China?ö
Her smile fell a little. ôI'm afraid I don't know. I'm just a receptionist.ö
Kajura nodded. ôIs there anyone who can give me more information?ö
ôWell, I could ask Mr. Asigawa. If you give me a moment I'll page him.ö
The Inspector leaned onto the desk. ôWho's he?ö
ôHe's Mr. Stark's legal...ö
ôNever mind. I'll check back later.ö The man was in no mood to talk to a lawyer. ôThanks for your time.ö
When he arrived outside he found Saito leaning against their squad car with a cup of coffee waiting on him. ôTold you.ö
Kajura scowled at him. ôSeems he's away on business.ö
His sandy blond haired companion nodded and sipped at his own drink. ôAh. What exotic location?ö
ôHong Kong. I'm not buying it. He might not be in his office, but I doubt he's left Japan.ö The older man took the cup offered to him and took a sip. ôSomethin funny is going on here.ö
The man's partner nodded. ôYeah. I dunno. What should we do then?ö
The older man tugged on the brim of his fedora. ôHuh. Not much we can do at the moment. Unless you want to go in there and talk to his lawyer? It's the only offer I got.ö
Saito pretended to think about it. ôHmm. No, I think I'll pass.ö He grinned. ôWanna go back to the office and do some more paperwork? We've got loads from that mess in the department store a few days ago left to do.ö
The old man frowned at him. ôAre you asking if I want to, or if I will?ö
ôDoes it make a difference?ö asked his partner.
ôNot really. The answer is no. I'm finished with paperwork today.ö Kajura tipped his hat back and looked up at the tower. ôWe're not going to accomplish anything here though.ö
Saito shrugged. ôSo, now what?ö
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The young Chinese girl frowned at the two men in the doorway to the clinic. ôDr. Mizura has stepped out. I don't know when she'll be back.ö
Kajura frowned at Mei Lin and looked at his partner. Saito arched his eyebrow. ôAren't you her receptionist?ö
The girl looked annoyed, but not with them. ôI know she's a doctor and all, but she's not very responsible. She should be back tomorrow. I think she just closed the clinic up for a few days because of her boyfriend or something. I don't really know what's going on.ö
Saito seemed satisfied with that. ôWell, we're not really looking for her. It's her boyfriend we want to talk to.ö
Kajura nodded. ôYeah. He's not in trouble or anything, just a few questions. Following up and all that.ö
Mei Lin shrugged. ôCan't help you. I just answer the phones and all.ö
The younger of the pair gave her a smirk. ôYou're working today and she's not here?ö
The girl shrugged. ôWell, I'm staying here. We've been roommates for a few months now.ö
Kajura seemed to consider that and scratched on a notepad with a pen. ôDidn't you have an accent earlier?ö
The girl frowned at him and didn't look pleased. ôShe makes me do that. Says being cute attracts customers and all. I told you, she's pretty irresponsible. I think she just does it to tease me. She knows as well as I do that none of the perverts who come to this clinic are interested in my accent.ö She gave a sigh. ôAnyway, since I'm here, I might as well keep busy. I'm rescheduling appointments and keeping us from getting backed up when she comes back to work.ö
Both men seemed amused at that. Kajura nodded. ôWell, thanks anyway. We'll be in touch.ö
Saito gave a small wave and seemed cheerful. Both men climbed back into the car. ôHey, she's kind of cute.ö
Kajura snorted. ôLooks a bit young to me. You're probably old enough to be her father.ö
His partner grinned. ôMaybe she's older than she looks?ö
The old man gave an amused snort. ôPervert. I didn't know you had a loli complex.ö
His partner seemed a bit miffed. ôVery funny. So now what?ö
Kajura seemed to think about it. ôI guess we go home. I'm not interested in doing any more paperwork today. The kid can't disappear forever, so we wait a couple days and try again.ö
Saito gave a small sigh. ôYeah. I guess you're right.ö
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Tony was sitting on the floor in front of a low table. There were several cushions around him and tea was set out. He was not in the best of condition. His shoulder and ankle were in casts and he had bandages covering his chest and part of his face. He didn't look pleased, but was not uncomfortable. He had his katana resting against his shoulder and looked rather relaxed. He was dressed in a yukata and looked a bit like a Samurai from a manga. He was somewhat aware of that and it annoyed him a little.
Sitting across from him was a large and very sullen looking Spike. The man had his head hung low and a frown was etched onto his features. ôHuh?ö
The boy looked at him and took a gulp of his tea. ôI said you're working for me now.ö
The man looked up at him with wide eyes. ôI..ö
Tony shook his head. ôSpike, everyone you worked for is dead. I promised Gia I'd look out for you. I owe her, but to be honest, I'm not doing this for her. You've been a good friend.ö
He hung his head and gave a silent nod. ôDa boss is dead.ö
The young man sitting across from him hung his head. ôYeah. Sorry. I don't like it either.ö
The man looked up at him. ôYa ain't gonna do nuthin?ö
Stark frowned at him. ôLike what? Kill the Punisher?ö
Spike clenched his fist and nodded. ôYeah. Dat guy...ö
The boy shook his head. ôIs beyond you. She's a professional killer Spike. She'd rip you apart. Let it go. Jiro is dead, and you exacting revenge will not bring your clan back to life. All of them will still be dead and the only thing you would do is join them.ö
The man glared at him. ôI want revenge.ö
Tony gave a nod. ôI know. The answer to that is no. I can't let you do that.ö
The man stood up. ôWhy not?!ö
The boy turned his eyes away from his friend. ôBecause she's an unofficial government agent. She's Black Ops, Spike. She's officially a criminal vigilante, but she's actually a government funded project to eliminate the Yakuza.ö
The man looked at him with wide eyes. ôYa mean you...ö
Tony scowled at him. ôI didn't have anything to do with sending her after Jiro. I didn't think she'd go after him. I don't work with her, I'm dealing with that crap involving the Negaverse. Those monsters that keep attacking Japan. Jiro was useful, I didn't want him dead. He was a friend of mine as well, I had no reason to get rid of him.ö
The man was pale white. Spike sat down and looked at his tea. ôWho is dis bitch?ö
Stark gave a heavy sigh. ôThe Punisher. She's heavily armed, well funded, and far beyond your capabilities. I don't like her much anymore, but she's got her uses. You can't have her.ö
The man stood up and balled up his fist. ôYa can't stop me!ö
Tony smirked at him. ôActually I can. I like you though, and I'd rather not do it by force. Sit down and calm yourself. Getting all riled up will only get you killed anyway.ö The look on his face told him it wasn't a threat, but he didn't look happy about it.
Spike had seen such an expression on the faces of those above him. The kid looked like a Yakuza boss himself. It was weird saying that about a Gaijin, but it was true. He did as he was told and frowned at the boy. ôWhat ya want from me?ö
Tony looked out. ôWell, to put it simply, I want you to go straight and work for me. I'll pay you well, and you can settle down with that girlfriend of yours. You're not a Yakuza anymore, your organization is gone and it's not coming back.ö
The man closed his eyes and gripped the table. ôI dunno. I...ö
The boy was annoyed by his immobility. ôLook. There's a lot of crap going on right now. Monsters from another dimension, weird science experiments gone wrong, plus Yakuza a lot more dangerous than Jiro ever was are running about. You could probably find more work, but you'd never get back in the position you had yourself in with Jiro. You'd just get yourself into trouble, you and I both know you're no good with money. Jiro was willing to overlook it, and he had a personal relationship with you. You're not going to find that with another clan. They'll never really trust you, you're the lone survivor. Plus, the one who killed your boss is targeting every criminal organization in the city. It wouldn't be long before you ended up on a slab in the morgue.ö
The man didn't look pleased. ôNot if I got dis guy first.ö
Tony leveled an even gaze at him. ôYou really think you could kill Michiru?ö
The man froze and his jaw fell. ôWha?ö
The boy scratched the back of his neck and looked uncomfortable. ôThis is why I broke up with her. She went crazy and she's killing any criminal she can get her hands on. She's targeting the Yakuza factions, and to be honest, I'm not getting in her way. Unfortunately for both of us, she managed to get government funding. It's all unofficial of course, there's no way to prove that she's working for the Japanese Government. Still, I can't really go after her with my past history with her, or my current relationship with the Japanese Government. I'm not a spy or a Government agent myself, but my business dealings involve defense contracts and Government officials.ö
Spike glared at the table. ôM-Michiru?ö
The young boy nodded. ôYeah. Sorry. Like I said, I don't like this either. She's turned into a super bitch too. Can't say I can blame her what with what happened to her parents and all.ö He picked up a remote control and turned on a television on the wall behind him. ôHave a look for yourself. This is from the security cameras in a warehouse she hit before the bar.ö
Spike looked on wide eyed and in horror as a familiar girl dressed all in black with a white skull on her shirt shot up an office and some sort of warehouse. It wasn't one of Jiro's places, but any denial he had about believing it was her was shattered. ôWhat is dis?ö
Tony had the security tapes from the bar as well, but Spike didn't need to see them. He was agitated enough as it was. ôShe's a stone cold killer. She won't hesitate to kill you. Leave her alone, or you'll just end up dead. Michiru is not the girl you knew anymore. That person is dead, and this is all that's left. Let it go, Spike.ö
The man tore his eyes away from the screen to look at the boy. Tony's face was haunted, and it was clear he was disturbed by the strain in his voice. He turned off the screen and looked over at him. ôWhy should I?ö
ôGia lost her sister. She's suffered enough. She's a strong woman, but I'm not so sure she could take you getting yourself killed going after her. I don't want to see you get yourself killed either.ö He shifted the blade to his other side and took another drink of his tea. It was clear the sword was not being used as any sort of threat. It was a symbol of his power and position within the Shinobi clan. ôI can get you easy work that pays better than any job you've ever had. I can keep you out of jail, and I can ensure that bitch Michiru leaves you alone as long as you stay clean. I've already had words with her about it. You're safe as long as you can keep your nose clean.ö The boy glared at his friend. ôIf you go after her, you'll just die. There's nothing I can do to help you, and I promise you that you won't kill her.ö
Spike nodded and kept his eyes low. ôDa boss...I gotta...ö
Tony used the sword to stand up. ôIf you want to die, I won't stop you. I could, but I won't.ö He hobbled over to the man's side and put his hand on his shoulder. ôThere's no honor in dying for a dead clan. There's nothing to save there, Spike. It's already gone. Think about my offer, you're safe here. Just let me know when you make up your mind.ö He staggered out of the room using the sword as a cane to keep his weight off his ankle. He paused just before leaving the room. ôIf you decide to go, you're on your own. I can't help you.ö
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Tony stood looking down the hillside at the rooftops and streets of his clan's village. It was a mixture of modern and traditional. Beyond the edge of the village was forest, and mountains. The sun was setting and he gazed out across the green orange treetops with his arms crossed and leaning against the wall of his home. He was frowning and looked very thoughtful and serious.
Gia walked up next to him and smiled. There were tears in her eyes. ôThanks for talking with him. He's been a real mess. He told me he's going to take your offer. He...asked me to marry him.ö
The boy nodded and said nothing. He looked pale, haggard, and tired.
The woman at him with a bit of concern in her features. ôNot going to ask me what I said?ö
The kid got the ghost of a smile on his face. ôNot a chance?ö
She gave a weak smile as well. ôI accepted. I think we're going to be engaged for a while though.ö She gave him a light shove on his arm and leaned next to him on the wall looking out at the sunset. ôYou've surprised me. I'm grateful...for everything.ö
He nodded. ôI hate it.ö
The woman looked surprised. ôHuh?ö
The boy was looking out across the woods. ôI've accepted it, but I still don't like it.ö
She looked confused. ôWhat do you mean?ö
He looked up at the sky. The faint light of the stars was beginning to shine down. ôBeing a leader. I never wanted this. I never wanted to be some prince, or run some mega corporation, or lead an army against some bullshit demonic plot to destroy the world, or swing around the city being some sort of superhero.ö He closed his eyes and gave a deep breath. ôI just wanted peace and quiet. I wanted to get out of the way. I wanted to not be needed and just live peacefully, quietly. Maybe go to school, hang around with a group of quirky friends, have some stupid meaningless love triangle or some crap. That's why I got so good at not being seen. I didn't want to be special, I didn't want to be noticed. I just wanted to be...normal I guess. Out of the way, average, boring, quiet...alone.ö
The woman cocked her head and scowled. ôYou've never been normal.ö
He returned her frown. ôI know. It seems I'm destined to be some crappy manga character. It's awful. I wouldn't mind some sappy shojo comedy drama deal, but noooo. I get stuck with some sort of He-man sentai bullshit. Fighting monsters, wearing a cheesy costume.ö He held his sword up for her to see. ôLook, I've even got a magic sword. It's stupid. How the hell did I end up like this anyway?ö
Gia was getting annoyed. ôDo you know how many guys your age would kill for what you've got?ö
He narrowed his eyes at her. ôOnly because they don't know how much it hurts. Do you have any idea how many times I've been beat to near death in the past couple of years?ö
The woman grabbed his shirt and shook him. ôQuit your bitching. You've got a super hot wife, billions of yen, a penthouse, an executive office, a mansion, you drive a Porche, you've got super powers, and your own ninja village. What the hell do you have to complain about?ö
Tony turned his eyes away from her. ôI dunno. Maybe the people trying to kill me, getting attacked by crazy stupid monsters and Yakuza, nearly getting killed on a regular basis, having to be all responsible and think really hard about ways to stop the world from ending all the time? It's not much fun ya know.ö
Gia rolled her eyes and let him go. ôGod, you are such an asshole.ö She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. ôEverybody has to put up with shit they don't like.ö
He nodded. ôYeah. Most of the time it's not stuff that could kill them and everyone else they know.ö
She sighed and rubbed at her temples. ôI guess you have a point there.ö She glared at him. ôYou still piss me off though. You're so damn depressing.ö
He seemed to relax against the wall. ôI'm not much of a people person.ö He seemed to get annoyed with himself again. ôYet here I am, leading a fucking army, running a corporation, and doing my best to keep the group together.ö
Gia shook her head. ôYeah, you are.ö
The boy looked at her with wide eyes. ôHuh?ö
The woman had a wistful smile on her face. ôYou try hard to push people away. That's what you suck at. I honestly don't know anyone who's better with people than you are.ö
He worked his jaw and seemed confused. ôAre you kidding me? More than half the people I know have tried to kill me at some point.ö
She nodded. ôYeah. Now, how many of them would be willing to die for you?ö
He turned his face away from her again and didn't look like he believed her. ôYeah. Mostly because of this stupid sword or some past life. I'm an asshole, I just wanted to be left alone. I just want to be lazy and relax.ö
Gia smirked at his expression. ôIf that was true, all you really ever had to do was walk away. You never have.ö
He blushed. ôI've got my reasons.ö
The woman pushed on his shoulder. ôI know. No matter what they are, in the end, it's because you care.ö She turned and walked away leaving him on his own. ôYou're not just some leader, you're a great leader. Whether you like it or not.ö
He got the faint traces of a smile on his face again. ôYeah. Thanks I guess.ö
He watched the sun vanish over the horizon completely and stayed as the sky grew dark and the stars became clear.
A familiar figure that towered over him moved up to his side. ôHey, kid.ö
Tony gave him a smile. ôHey, Spike.ö
The man took up a position beside him. ôI talked wit Gia. I'm gonna take dat offer. Youse is right. Der ain't nuthin for me dere. It's gone anyway.ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah. Gia said something like that.ö
The man looked down at the boy. ôWhat you got in mind fer me?ö
The young shinobi cocked his head. ôWell. I'm thinking I'll buy the bar and rebuild it. I'm afraid it's going to be legitimate business only though. No more gambling or extortion rackets. I'm gonna need someone to run the place. I've got no interest in criminal enterprises. I've got my hands full with the legitimate stuff as it is.ö
The man looked surprised at that. ôOh. I ain't good wit money.ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah, I know. ö He didn't really care if the place started losing money. He was aware that Spike would probably end up skimming profits and didn't care. He also was planning on pretending he didn't know. He didn't want the man to know to keep it in check and on a reasonable level. ôI'm gonna talk with Gia about helping you out with that part of it. I was thinking we'd keep the name.ö
The truth was he already owned the lot the bar had stood on. Jiro's next of kin had taken a generous offer. He never met them, but they had no problems parting with the property. It was someone who lived in Kyushu. He wasn't planning on saying anything about it, but the place he was building was about four times larger than the original bar. He was building Gia another clinic that was much larger than her old clinic and attached to the bar, and there was going to be a house built just behind it for the both of them. He was going to call it a wedding present now that the pair had gotten engaged.
The man nodded. ôI can do dat. Gia's pretty busy dou. What wit da clinic and all.ö
The kid smirked at him. ôI know. I don't think it will be a problem. Don't worry about it.ö
Spike looked up at the sky. ôWhat ya doin out here anyway?ö
Tony frowned. ôHiding from my wife.ö
The man looked surprised. ôHuh?ö
The boy looked up at him. ôI don't know what got into her, but she's really horny, and I'm still too injured to enjoy it.ö
The man nodded. ôYeah. I know what dat's like.ö
The pair looked down as a small white head poked out from under the wooden porch they were standing on. ôYou too huh?ö Artemis had bloodshot eyes and looked a bit nervous.
Tony sat down and frowned. ôHuh? How long have you been there?ö
The cat scratched at his ear with his hind leg. ôAll day. Luna's gone into heat, and it's worse than usual.ö
Spike nodded. ôYeah. Girls is so much trouble.ö
The boy looked over at the animal. ôAre...are you wearing a cape?ö
Artemis flushed. ôShut up! This is your fault you know! She wasn't like this before you showed up!ö He had on a little red cape with an A inside a little yellow circle. ôI barely got away with my life!ö
Tony smirked. ôHad to jettison your dignity did you? Don't feel bad, I had to do that a couple of times too. I'm not sure where she got it from, but Kei got her hands on a full set of Samurai armor recently.ö
The animal scowled at him. ôDid she make you call yourself 'Artie, the strongest cat in the world'?ö
Spike winced. ôOuch.ö
The boy glanced at him. ôHey. I know Gia's a freak too. You think it's bad now, wait till you get married.ö
Artemis flushed. ôDon't say that! It's bad enough as it is. What did you do to her anyway?ö
Tony frowned. ôNothing. We both got attacked by some crazy grenade throwing ninja and blown off a rooftop a while back. There was an explosion and it wasn't my fault.ö
The cat hung his head. ôYeah. Well, I'm laying low until she's back to normal. I thought she was a pervert before, but ever since you stopped giving her those shots she's been going into heat. It's been...ö He shuddered. ôI couldn't walk for a week last time! I barely got away with my life this time.ö
The boy gave a heavy sigh. ôMan, we're pathetic aren't we?ö
Spike looked around the corner. ôHey. I hear somethin.ö He turned back and both of them were gone. ôHuh?ö He scratched his head. ôOh well.ö He was somewhat used to Tony disappearing.
Gia walked around the corner and pulled on the man's shoulder. ôHey. There you are. Come on, it's time to go home.ö
Kei was with her. ôHey, have you seen my husband around?ö She had a small scowl on her face and had her arms crossed. ôHe's gone and disappeared on me. I haven't seen him since this morning.ö
The man looked a bit shifty. ôHe left.ö
His girlfriend looked around. ôHe was here not to long ago.ö
Kei gave a small sigh. ôHonestly. He can be such a wuss about some things. I'll find him, he can't hide forever.ö She rubbed her hands together. ôSooner or later, I'll catch him. The longer he makes me wait, the less gentle I'm going to be when I find him.ö
Gia pulled on Spike's arm and arched her eyebrow as they walked down a hallway together. ôIs he in trouble or something?ö
Kei smiled at her. ôHuh? Of course not. I'm just sick of playing with plastic if you catch my drift. He's healed enough that it won't kill him.ö She looked up. ôI've got Luna helping me look for him. I'm supposed to tell her if I see her boyfriend too. Right Luna?ö The kunoichi looked up.
Spike and Gia looked up. There was a small hole in the ceiling and a little black cat's head poked out. Luna narrowed her eyes and gave a sharp toothed grin. ôCeiling cat will find them. No one can hide from ceiling cat.ö
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The young ninja looked about. There were a few spider webs and it was dark and cool. The ground was sandy and there was about a six inches of clearance over his head as he lay on his belly. ôHey. It's not too bad under here.ö
Artemis gave a small sigh. ôI feel so pathetic.ö
Tony narrowed his eyes and motioned for him to follow. ôHey. This way.ö
The white cat looked confused. ôHuh? Where are you going?ö
The boy looked at him and narrowed his eyes. ôShhh. They'll hear us. Just follow me.ö
The pair crawled to near the center of the floor over them. There was a small keypad. ôEight six seven five three zero nine.ö Tony muttered it out loud as he punched in the code. ôHeh.ö
The animal was confused. ôWhat are you doing?ö
A trap door opened with a small click and a very quiet slide. ôCome on.ö The boy crawled inside and pulled the white cat in by the scruff of his neck.
A moment later, the pair was in a small concrete room. The door closed shut behind them and a single light bulb overhead was clicked on by a pull chain. ôAh, much better.ö The boy sat down at a small card table in the middle of the room. The walls were lined with supplies, bottled water, as well as magazines. There was a pool table in one corner, a television with a few video games, a radio with a cassette and CD player, and a very small bar lined with a few full bottles.
Artemis looked around in wonder. The portions of the wall that were open had pin up posters of scantily clad women, and while rather cramped, it was homey in an odd way. There were a couple of fold down cots on one wall, with more small posters of pin up models on their undersides. ôWhat is this place?ö
Tony gave a shrug. ôIt's a bomb shelter.ö He seemed very relaxed and put his feet up on top of the table. ôYou don't have to keep your voice down anymore. It's soundproofed. Heh. They'll never find us in here.ö He picked up a small remote control and pointed it at a bare wall. The wall itself slid open, revealing several screens showing various rooms in the building above them and the grounds surrounding it.
The cat laid his ears flat. ôA bomb shelter?ö
The shinobi nodded. ôYeah. My apartment got blown up once. It was an awful mess, so I built this place in secret. There's even an escape tunnel to the wilderness just outside the village.
The animal shook his head. ôA bit paranoid don't you think?ö
Tony shrugged. ôIt's not a fallout shelter or anything. It's only good for a week or so at most. I had it installed in case anyone decides to blow up the building or burn it down or something. It's not like it's never happened to me before you know.ö He seemed pleased with himself. ôHad no idea it would come in handy like this. None of the girls knows about it. They'll never find us in here!ö
The cat seemed to relax. ôBrilliant!ö
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Tony gave a small sigh. He was out of his hideout, he'd spent the day before down there laying low, but he couldn't remain down there forever. He'd come out and faced the music, and he was still a bit sore from the night before. He was standing on the wooden walkway in front of his mansion.
A shining light in the woods outside the village caught his attention and he frowned. It appeared for just a moment, but he knew exactly what it was. Some of the village ninja walked by dressed in traditional clothes obscuring him for a moment. When they passed, he was gone.
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Michiru was munching on odango as she looked through a pair of binoculars at the complex. She was armed with a sniper rifle, a few automatic weapons, about four side arms, and a shotgun. ôHuh. Regular patrols, seems rather quiet. Security is pretty tight though...I think I can...ö
ôWhat the hell are you doing here?ö
ôDamn.ö She growled and looked up. On the tree branch over her head, Tony was standing with his arms crossed and glaring down at her. ôWhat do you think?ö
He gave a snort and uncrossed his arms as he flipped down in front of her. Before she could react, she was stuck to the tree trunk. ôLooks like you'[re planning an assault.ö
She glared at him hatefully. ôI gave you your friend. We're even.ö
He nodded. ôSo you did. That doesn't mean you can have this village.ö
She turned her eyes at the ground. ôThey're assassins. Murderers, mercenaries, thugs...ö
The boy gave a heavy sigh. ôThey're fighting a war. Michiru, I get this thing you're doing. Leave my assets alone.ö
She snarled at him. ôThis won't hold me forever. They're evil, criminals, and I will punish every one of...ö
The boy had the sword blade at her throat. ôNo. They aren't. They were under the control of a criminal organization. Now they work for me.ö
Michiru leaned forward as much as she could. It was obvious she was angry. ôDoing what?ö
He took the sword away from her neck and rested it on his shoulder. ôWell, we're working with the Japanese government for starters. Not officially of course, but then, neither are you.ö
She leaned back and seemed to relax a little more. ôIt doesn't excuse their crimes.ö
ôI need them to fight this war.ö He relaxed and put his sword away. ôMaybe they were criminals. They're working off that debt, by helping me save the world from the Negaverse. Leave them alone. We both need them. The Punisher can't fight that battle and you know it.ö
The woman hung her head and seemed to think on it. It was obvious she was still upset. ôI...ö
He hooked his fist across her jaw before she finished. ôYou need to learn your place.ö
The expression on her face was one of shock. ôWhat? You...ö
He put his hand on the hilt of his sword. ôI don't want to kill you, Michiru. These people are important enough that I will if it's the only way to keep you away from them. They're the good guys now. Beryl has to be stopped, your little war on crime doesn't come close to how important that is. We're talking about the safety and security of the planet. I need them, and so do you.ö
She growled and looked away from him. ô...ö
ôThat stuff will dissolve in about an hour. When it does, get lost. These are friendlies. Half the information you've got on your little war comes from here. This is your biggest source.ö
Michiru's eyes went wide. ôWhat?ö
Tony chuckled. ôWhat, did you thinks the cops had all this information on the Yakuza? Don't be stupid. Yeah, they're killers, yeah, they've got blood on their hands. Now, that blood is spilled for the people of Japan, at the request of the government. I've got more than three hundred Shinobi in my employ, and more than fifty of them are currently working as spies and assassins for the Japanese government. We're not cops, but we're a lot more legal than you are. Our contracts are unofficial, but we're legitimate black ops contractors.ö He turned away. ôStay away from them, or you'll lose what little government protection you've got.ö
The aqua haired woman gave a nod. ôYeah. I understand.ö Her tone had dropped and she seemed to accept it. She sounded admonished and frustrated.
He gave a heavy sigh. ôSorry about punching you. We're not enemies, but I can't be associated with what you're doing. Keep an eye on me if you must, but stay out of my operations. We're not criminals, and I'm not a Yakuza. The Senshi are my allies, and I've gotten the government to accept them.ö
She gave a soft chuckle. ôStill loyal to the old kingdom?ö
He looked over his shoulder. ôNo. I've accepted that this is the start of the new one. I'm involved whether I want to be or not. To be honest, I'd rather just live quietly and spend my days relaxing.ö He clutched the hilt of his sword and sounded frustrated. ôI can't run from this. I tried, and it's only made things worse.ö
She looked up at him and seemed to relax. ôSo, what will you do then? What are you planning?ö
He gave a sigh and swiped at her with the blade. She flinched, but relaxed when the webbing fell away releasing her. ôI dunno. I'm pretty much making this up as I go.ö He turned and walked away putting the blade away. ôYou're welcome here if you ever need a safe place to lay low or recuperate. You're still a Senshi as far as I'm concerned, even without your powers. For now, get lost and cool off.ö
The woman was pulling the webbing off of herself and wiping it off on the tree behind her. It stuck to her hands a little. ôAll right. I'll accept that for now. Just remember, I'm watching you.ö
He nodded and continued on his way. ôI've got your back if you ever need it. Just remember to return the favor.ö
The Punisher turned and walked off into the woods. ôHeh. He's not changed. All right you punk. I'll trust you for now.ö
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Tony was sitting behind his desk with a phone on his ear. ôAll right. Well, I understand that. Look, it's a big project.ö He paused as the person on the other end spoke. ôI understand that Yoshi. We can't make it too remote.ö Again he waited. ôWell, whatever reinforcement and shielding you need. Yeah. I know. I hate spending this much on a one time thing, but we're in no danger of going broke over it.ö He gave a small sigh. ôSo it'll take a few extra days then. That's fine. I don't like it either. I'd rather just get it over with. Yeah. Thanks for the update.ö He hung up the phone. ôChrist, this is a pain in the ass.ö
He was tired and hadn't gotten much sleep back at the complex. Luna had taken over the area above the ceiling, and there were holes in the ceiling all over his mansion. He'd caught her staring at him while he was jerking off the day before from one of her little portholes. She'd ducked back in before he'd managed to nail her with a roll of paper towels and had skittered off laughing. ôCeiling cat sees all!ö
He'd noticed her padding about up above him and she spent a lot of time up there. On occasion, she'd drag Artemis up there with her. She'd managed to ambush him and pulled him into her lair the night before, and he'd not managed to escape until morning. Meaning he had spent most of the night poking at the ceiling with a broomstick to try and halt the yowling. ôStupid cats.ö
Of course, Kei had decided that since she couldn't sleep, they might as well make the most of it. Leaving him in pretty much the same condition as Artemis the next day.
He closed his eyes and drank half of a glass of whiskey on the rocks. He wasn't a heavy drinker, but he usually had at least one glass of something if he spent the day in his office. The boy leaned back in his chair and rubbed at his temples as he relaxed. The pager button started to blink and a familiar buzz sounded. ôHuh? What is it?ö
ôSir, there are two police officers in the lobby. They don't have an appointment, but they insist you said they could speak with you. Should I send them away or have Mr...ö
He gave a heavy sigh and pushed the reply button cutting her off. ôNo. Send them up.ö
About four minutes later his office door opened. Kajura and Saito walked into the room. The younger cop whistled as his head swiveled. ôWow. Nice place you got here, kid.ö
He stayed sitting and folded his hands. ôHave a seat. What do you want?ö
Kajura shrugged and took off his hat as he took a seat. He leaned forward. ôI'd like to know how you went from being an illegal alien, to having a penthouse office and control of a major corporation.ö
Tony smirked at him. ôI married well, and made some good investments. I'm perfectly legal now, so you've got nothing to hold over my head.ö He stood up and walked over to the bar. ôYou want a drink?ö
Kajura shrugged. ôWhiskey if you've got it.ö
Saito shook his head. ôNone for me.ö
ôIce?ö inquired the boy.
ôSure,ö replied the man as he narrowed his eyes. ôYou look hurt.ö
The boy had a slight limp, and he wasn't using his left arm much. It wasn't a major injury, but it was clear he was favoring his right. ôHad an accident in Hong Kong. Nothing serious. Almost got ran over by a bike courier.ö
The older cop nodded. ôIs that so? I don't suppose there's any record of that?ö
Tony smirked. ôI have a private physician. My wife is good at dealing with injuries.ö
The older cop nodded. ôYeah. I checked up on you. I suppose a trained ninja would be good with that sort of thing.ö
The boy nodded and handed him his glass. ôWell. She likes to keep in shape.ö
Kajura nodded. ôYeah. She tried to kill me. Don't play stupid with me kid. I know your wife was working for old man Hisami.ö
The boy sat back down. ôYeah, well. That's not illegal. I don't know about any attempted murders. I made a better offer, and we hit it off pretty well.ö
Saito nodded. ôYeah. I'll say. So, what sort of business do you do?ö
Tony leaned back and put his feet up on his desk. ôShipping, electronics, R and D, real estate, I've got quite a lot of interests. A few restaurants and bars, a couple of shops here and there, scientific research ventures, government contracts, all perfectly legal.ö
Kajura narrowed his eyes. ôIs that so?ö
The boy gave a heavy sigh. ôLook. You and I don't get along very well. We've been useful to each other, maybe we will be again. I'm legal, I've got no criminal interests. I had enough of that sort of thing when that bastard Hisami tried to assassinate me. I don't have any desire to get involved with those sort of dealings. I'm busy enough with my legitimate businesses, and I make more than enough to keep me happy.ö
The younger inspector was craning his neck around the room. ôGovernment contracts?ö
ôI can't talk about the details, but yeah. I've got government interests. It's no secret that I own a military research and development company. Not to mention, other dealings.ö
The heavyset cop took a gulp of his drink. ôYeah. Got yourself some connections now then?ö
The boy was frowning, but didn't seem upset with them. ôI've got no interest in impressing you or anyone else with who I know. I'm running a business. Politicians are generally scum. I don't care for them, but the nature of my business makes for strange bedfellows at times. You know a bit about that already.ö
Saito and Kajura both seemed relaxed. The old man spoke up. ôSomethin stinks about you, kid. He gulped his drink again and finished it off and set it down on his desk. ôYou're hiding something.ö
Tony shrugged. ôI've got sensitive government contracts. I've no interest in losing them by having loose lips. I've got plenty of reason to be a bit secretive.ö He didn't look very worried.
Kajura leaned across the desk. ôYou know, your injuries. They seem suspicious. I just happen to know a guy who runs around in a mask who got hurt in the same places. A bum shoulder and a bad ankle.ö
The boy blinked at him. ôOh. You mean Spiderman?ö
Saito smirked at him. ôSaw it on television did you?ö
Tony shook his head. ôNo. I'm Spiderman.ö
Both men froze and looked at him with wide eyes.
The kid put his hands behind his head. ôWhat? Are you going to arrest me for it?ö
The ponytailed cop stood up. ôDid you just say...?ö
Tony nodded and shrugged. ôYeah. I did. You're on to me. Now what?ö
Kajura slammed his palm onto the desk. ôI should take you in.ö
ôOn what charges?ö replied the boy. ôI'm not a vigilante you know. I'm not running about the streets stopping muggers. I was trying to hide my identity from all the crazy loons with superpowers and stupid monsters. Didn't work out to well. I've not done anything illegal, and you can't blame me for the damage those jerks caused trying to kill me.ö
Saito scratched his head. ôHow did you get those weird powers? I've been wonderin about that.ö
Kajura turned to glare at him. ôWhat? What are you...?ö
The boy smiled. ôWell, it was a lab accident. That's why Hisami came after me. Thought I was some kind of assassin after his old ass. It was a huge pain.ö
The younger cop nodded. ôOh. An accident?ö
Tony nodded. ôYeah. It was a genetics experiment. They irradiated a spider with all sorts of different kinds of radiation. It survived and got loose, and bit me. Stung like a bitch, but after it happened I had all sorts of powers and stuff.ö He kicked his feet off his desk and leaned forward putting his cheeks on his fists and grinned at them. ôI used it to my advantage and it worked out pretty well for me.ö
Saito nodded as he looked around. ôI'll say.ö
Kajura was dumbstruck. ôLook punk. I'm not playing games with you.ö
The boy nodded. ôI'm serious. I'm Spiderman. It would explain a lot don't you think? How do you think I got that disk for you? Even with my powers I barely got out of there alive.ö
The old man growled at that. ôAll right. You got me. I got nuthin on you.ö
Tony nodded. ôI'm useful. Don't expect me to do anything like that again, but if you ask nicely enough, I might decide to help you out in the future. You're a real jerk old man, but I kind of like your partner, and you're both good cops.ö
Kajura put his hat on his head and tipped it up with his thumb. ôUseful?ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah. I'm not a mercenary, but I don't really need to stick my own neck out anymore.ö
Saito nodded. ôI dunno. This is kind of cool.ö
His partner glared at him. ôCool? Are you insane?ö
Tony sighed. ôI'm already helping out more than you think. I've got people looking into that Carnage monster and that Venom thing. They're some sort of crazy science experiments that went nuts. The government already knows all about them. I'm helping them get rid of the stupid things. I can't give you any details, but it's obvious you've got me figured out. You just don't have any proof. I figure if I just tell you, it'll satisfy your annoying curiosity.ö
Kajura nodded and kept scowling. ôI should report you.ö
The boy shrugged. ôI'm not trying very hard to hide it. It's more trouble than it's worth anyway. Besides, I figure I can trust you two. You've been a huge ass, but you've always kept your word.ö He slid a card across the desk. ôThis is my private number. Don't abuse it. I'm a good contact, and an excellent source. I keep my ears to the ground, and I always know what the word on the street is.ö
The old man took it. ôIn exchange for what?ö
ôCall it a peace offering. I'm a law abiding citizen with a lot of useful contacts.ö The boy didn't seem like he was teasing them. He appeared quite serious.
Kajura gave a small growl. ôIn other words, you're asking us to get off your back.ö
The boy shook his head. ôNot really. You can investigate me all you want. I'm legit. I'd rather you spent your time on something more useful.ö
Saito nodded at that and smiled. ôThanks.ö He tugged on his partner's shoulder. After dragging him a short way towards the office doors he paused and turned around. ôOh. What do you know about these Punisher murders?ö
The boy gave another indifferent shrug. ôNot much. I've heard she's the one who took out Jiro. She's some sort of vigilante, and she's got the underworld looking over it's shoulder. I'm not happy my friend was killed, but I've got no interest in bothering her.ö
Kajura frowned at him. ôDon't you want revenge?ö
Tony shook his head. ôNo. I had nothing against Jiro. He was a criminal though. My dealings with him were legal, but I've got no illusions about what he really was. Seemed like a nice guy, but I know he was running a protection racket and controlled the gambling in that area of town. He wasn't as nice as he seemed.ö
Kajura gave a smirk. ôI'll be seeing you kid.ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah. I figured that. Might as well make the most of it, no?ö
Saito chuckled at that. ôI suppose so.ö
The pair walked out of the office and were on the elevator to the first floor a minute later. They were alone and stood in silence for a moment.
Saito spoke up first. ôWhat do we do then?ö
Kajura looked frustrated for a moment and seemed to think. ôNothing. The kid is right. Even if he is this Spiderman character. We've got nothing on him. It'd be a waste of time to go digging.ö
His partner nodded. ôSo we take him up on his offer then?ö
The old man scratched his head. ôWhat the hell? Why not? I still don't like that punk.ö
The ponytailed man smirked. ôYou think he was being straight with us? He's really this Spiderman guy?ö
Kajura nodded. ôI'm sure of it. I got no interest in arresting that guy.ö He shoved his hands in his pockets. ôMaybe he is some sort of vigilante or something. So what? I hate to admit it, but he's been useful.ö
The younger man nodded again. ôYeah. Spiderman has been decent. He's saved a lot of people.ö He looked up at the speaker that was playing AC/DC's 'Highway to Hell'. ôWhat about that Punisher chick?ö
The old man snorted. ôLet Saboten deal with her. He'll never catch her, and I hope he never does. She's messy, but ya know what? I wish I could fuck those bastards up that way. Nice to know someone will, even if it's not exactly legal.ö
Saito smirked at that. ôYeah. Haven't heard about any innocent people getting hurt. I might think different if there were civilian casualties, but she's just taking out the real scum.ö
Kajura nodded. ôYeah. I guess this is settled then.ö
His partner frowned at him. ôJust keep your sidearm holstered. We got work to do, and you're not dumping it all on me.ö
The old man put a cigarette in his mouth. ôYeah. These things will kill me soon enough. C'mon. We'll get coffee or something and head back. We're mostly done with all that damn paperwork. I want to finish it up and put it behind us.ö
His partner seemed cheerful. ôYeah. Then we can go out and make some more.ö
OooOOooOO
Tony was standing in his office looking out over the city. The two cops had just left his office. ôGreat. I guess I can't put it off any longer.ö His arm was a little sore, and his ankle was a bit bruised, but he was pretty much healed. He considered waiting another day, but with a frustrated groan he hung his head. ôNo. You need to get it over with.ö
He looked over at the exit to the roof and walked over to it. It was time to find Usagi. Venom needed to be dealt with. He couldn't put it off any longer. He was tying up loose ends now, and it needed to be finished.
Beryl was silent, Nine and the Senshi were keeping them in check. The girls were killing Youma with little difficulty. There was no sign of the last General, or his master.
The plan to take care of Carnage was in the works. It would need a few more days, but regardless of how that went, he needed to get Sailor Moon back. That was more important than anything else at the moment.
Once those two monsters were taken care of, he could focus his efforts on taking on the Negaverse. However immediate the danger Carnage and Nine posed, they were the greatest threat. He didn't think Usagi wanted to kill him, just maim him. Not that it made him feel any better.
It was kind of disgusting. He was terrified of Usagi. Her boyfriend wasn't much of a problem, but he might be a pain in the ass when dealing with her. He knew he couldn't hurt him, or he'd just make the problem with Venom worse.
He put on his costume and took a vial of black liquid metal off the shelf. He left the sheet with instructions where it was. He had memorized what he needed from it. ôAll right you bitch. Time to settle this.ö
Without another word, he walked to the rooftop and looked out over the city. The sun was high overhead and the streets teeming with life. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before diving off the edge. A split second later, he felt the wind ripping through his costume as he sailed high over the concrete and glass into the streets of Tokyo.
Part 40
The endless rage.
OooOOooOO
ôI'm sorry, I'm afraid Mr. Stark is away. Can I take a message Inspector?ö
Kajura frowned at the pretty young woman sitting behind the receptionist desk at the front of the offices of Stark Enterprises. ôWhere can I find him? I've got a few questions regarding a case I'd like to ask him.ö
The woman kept her smile. ôI'm afraid he's away on business. He's currently in Hong Kong and I'm not certain when he'll be returning from his trip.ö
The man frowned at her. ôHong Kong? What's he doing in China?ö
Her smile fell a little. ôI'm afraid I don't know. I'm just a receptionist.ö
Kajura nodded. ôIs there anyone who can give me more information?ö
ôWell, I could ask Mr. Asigawa. If you give me a moment I'll page him.ö
The Inspector leaned onto the desk. ôWho's he?ö
ôHe's Mr. Stark's legal...ö
ôNever mind. I'll check back later.ö The man was in no mood to talk to a lawyer. ôThanks for your time.ö
When he arrived outside he found Saito leaning against their squad car with a cup of coffee waiting on him. ôTold you.ö
Kajura scowled at him. ôSeems he's away on business.ö
His sandy blond haired companion nodded and sipped at his own drink. ôAh. What exotic location?ö
ôHong Kong. I'm not buying it. He might not be in his office, but I doubt he's left Japan.ö The older man took the cup offered to him and took a sip. ôSomethin funny is going on here.ö
The man's partner nodded. ôYeah. I dunno. What should we do then?ö
The older man tugged on the brim of his fedora. ôHuh. Not much we can do at the moment. Unless you want to go in there and talk to his lawyer? It's the only offer I got.ö
Saito pretended to think about it. ôHmm. No, I think I'll pass.ö He grinned. ôWanna go back to the office and do some more paperwork? We've got loads from that mess in the department store a few days ago left to do.ö
The old man frowned at him. ôAre you asking if I want to, or if I will?ö
ôDoes it make a difference?ö asked his partner.
ôNot really. The answer is no. I'm finished with paperwork today.ö Kajura tipped his hat back and looked up at the tower. ôWe're not going to accomplish anything here though.ö
Saito shrugged. ôSo, now what?ö
OooOOooOO
The young Chinese girl frowned at the two men in the doorway to the clinic. ôDr. Mizura has stepped out. I don't know when she'll be back.ö
Kajura frowned at Mei Lin and looked at his partner. Saito arched his eyebrow. ôAren't you her receptionist?ö
The girl looked annoyed, but not with them. ôI know she's a doctor and all, but she's not very responsible. She should be back tomorrow. I think she just closed the clinic up for a few days because of her boyfriend or something. I don't really know what's going on.ö
Saito seemed satisfied with that. ôWell, we're not really looking for her. It's her boyfriend we want to talk to.ö
Kajura nodded. ôYeah. He's not in trouble or anything, just a few questions. Following up and all that.ö
Mei Lin shrugged. ôCan't help you. I just answer the phones and all.ö
The younger of the pair gave her a smirk. ôYou're working today and she's not here?ö
The girl shrugged. ôWell, I'm staying here. We've been roommates for a few months now.ö
Kajura seemed to consider that and scratched on a notepad with a pen. ôDidn't you have an accent earlier?ö
The girl frowned at him and didn't look pleased. ôShe makes me do that. Says being cute attracts customers and all. I told you, she's pretty irresponsible. I think she just does it to tease me. She knows as well as I do that none of the perverts who come to this clinic are interested in my accent.ö She gave a sigh. ôAnyway, since I'm here, I might as well keep busy. I'm rescheduling appointments and keeping us from getting backed up when she comes back to work.ö
Both men seemed amused at that. Kajura nodded. ôWell, thanks anyway. We'll be in touch.ö
Saito gave a small wave and seemed cheerful. Both men climbed back into the car. ôHey, she's kind of cute.ö
Kajura snorted. ôLooks a bit young to me. You're probably old enough to be her father.ö
His partner grinned. ôMaybe she's older than she looks?ö
The old man gave an amused snort. ôPervert. I didn't know you had a loli complex.ö
His partner seemed a bit miffed. ôVery funny. So now what?ö
Kajura seemed to think about it. ôI guess we go home. I'm not interested in doing any more paperwork today. The kid can't disappear forever, so we wait a couple days and try again.ö
Saito gave a small sigh. ôYeah. I guess you're right.ö
OooOOooOO
Tony was sitting on the floor in front of a low table. There were several cushions around him and tea was set out. He was not in the best of condition. His shoulder and ankle were in casts and he had bandages covering his chest and part of his face. He didn't look pleased, but was not uncomfortable. He had his katana resting against his shoulder and looked rather relaxed. He was dressed in a yukata and looked a bit like a Samurai from a manga. He was somewhat aware of that and it annoyed him a little.
Sitting across from him was a large and very sullen looking Spike. The man had his head hung low and a frown was etched onto his features. ôHuh?ö
The boy looked at him and took a gulp of his tea. ôI said you're working for me now.ö
The man looked up at him with wide eyes. ôI..ö
Tony shook his head. ôSpike, everyone you worked for is dead. I promised Gia I'd look out for you. I owe her, but to be honest, I'm not doing this for her. You've been a good friend.ö
He hung his head and gave a silent nod. ôDa boss is dead.ö
The young man sitting across from him hung his head. ôYeah. Sorry. I don't like it either.ö
The man looked up at him. ôYa ain't gonna do nuthin?ö
Stark frowned at him. ôLike what? Kill the Punisher?ö
Spike clenched his fist and nodded. ôYeah. Dat guy...ö
The boy shook his head. ôIs beyond you. She's a professional killer Spike. She'd rip you apart. Let it go. Jiro is dead, and you exacting revenge will not bring your clan back to life. All of them will still be dead and the only thing you would do is join them.ö
The man glared at him. ôI want revenge.ö
Tony gave a nod. ôI know. The answer to that is no. I can't let you do that.ö
The man stood up. ôWhy not?!ö
The boy turned his eyes away from his friend. ôBecause she's an unofficial government agent. She's Black Ops, Spike. She's officially a criminal vigilante, but she's actually a government funded project to eliminate the Yakuza.ö
The man looked at him with wide eyes. ôYa mean you...ö
Tony scowled at him. ôI didn't have anything to do with sending her after Jiro. I didn't think she'd go after him. I don't work with her, I'm dealing with that crap involving the Negaverse. Those monsters that keep attacking Japan. Jiro was useful, I didn't want him dead. He was a friend of mine as well, I had no reason to get rid of him.ö
The man was pale white. Spike sat down and looked at his tea. ôWho is dis bitch?ö
Stark gave a heavy sigh. ôThe Punisher. She's heavily armed, well funded, and far beyond your capabilities. I don't like her much anymore, but she's got her uses. You can't have her.ö
The man stood up and balled up his fist. ôYa can't stop me!ö
Tony smirked at him. ôActually I can. I like you though, and I'd rather not do it by force. Sit down and calm yourself. Getting all riled up will only get you killed anyway.ö The look on his face told him it wasn't a threat, but he didn't look happy about it.
Spike had seen such an expression on the faces of those above him. The kid looked like a Yakuza boss himself. It was weird saying that about a Gaijin, but it was true. He did as he was told and frowned at the boy. ôWhat ya want from me?ö
Tony looked out. ôWell, to put it simply, I want you to go straight and work for me. I'll pay you well, and you can settle down with that girlfriend of yours. You're not a Yakuza anymore, your organization is gone and it's not coming back.ö
The man closed his eyes and gripped the table. ôI dunno. I...ö
The boy was annoyed by his immobility. ôLook. There's a lot of crap going on right now. Monsters from another dimension, weird science experiments gone wrong, plus Yakuza a lot more dangerous than Jiro ever was are running about. You could probably find more work, but you'd never get back in the position you had yourself in with Jiro. You'd just get yourself into trouble, you and I both know you're no good with money. Jiro was willing to overlook it, and he had a personal relationship with you. You're not going to find that with another clan. They'll never really trust you, you're the lone survivor. Plus, the one who killed your boss is targeting every criminal organization in the city. It wouldn't be long before you ended up on a slab in the morgue.ö
The man didn't look pleased. ôNot if I got dis guy first.ö
Tony leveled an even gaze at him. ôYou really think you could kill Michiru?ö
The man froze and his jaw fell. ôWha?ö
The boy scratched the back of his neck and looked uncomfortable. ôThis is why I broke up with her. She went crazy and she's killing any criminal she can get her hands on. She's targeting the Yakuza factions, and to be honest, I'm not getting in her way. Unfortunately for both of us, she managed to get government funding. It's all unofficial of course, there's no way to prove that she's working for the Japanese Government. Still, I can't really go after her with my past history with her, or my current relationship with the Japanese Government. I'm not a spy or a Government agent myself, but my business dealings involve defense contracts and Government officials.ö
Spike glared at the table. ôM-Michiru?ö
The young boy nodded. ôYeah. Sorry. Like I said, I don't like this either. She's turned into a super bitch too. Can't say I can blame her what with what happened to her parents and all.ö He picked up a remote control and turned on a television on the wall behind him. ôHave a look for yourself. This is from the security cameras in a warehouse she hit before the bar.ö
Spike looked on wide eyed and in horror as a familiar girl dressed all in black with a white skull on her shirt shot up an office and some sort of warehouse. It wasn't one of Jiro's places, but any denial he had about believing it was her was shattered. ôWhat is dis?ö
Tony had the security tapes from the bar as well, but Spike didn't need to see them. He was agitated enough as it was. ôShe's a stone cold killer. She won't hesitate to kill you. Leave her alone, or you'll just end up dead. Michiru is not the girl you knew anymore. That person is dead, and this is all that's left. Let it go, Spike.ö
The man tore his eyes away from the screen to look at the boy. Tony's face was haunted, and it was clear he was disturbed by the strain in his voice. He turned off the screen and looked over at him. ôWhy should I?ö
ôGia lost her sister. She's suffered enough. She's a strong woman, but I'm not so sure she could take you getting yourself killed going after her. I don't want to see you get yourself killed either.ö He shifted the blade to his other side and took another drink of his tea. It was clear the sword was not being used as any sort of threat. It was a symbol of his power and position within the Shinobi clan. ôI can get you easy work that pays better than any job you've ever had. I can keep you out of jail, and I can ensure that bitch Michiru leaves you alone as long as you stay clean. I've already had words with her about it. You're safe as long as you can keep your nose clean.ö The boy glared at his friend. ôIf you go after her, you'll just die. There's nothing I can do to help you, and I promise you that you won't kill her.ö
Spike nodded and kept his eyes low. ôDa boss...I gotta...ö
Tony used the sword to stand up. ôIf you want to die, I won't stop you. I could, but I won't.ö He hobbled over to the man's side and put his hand on his shoulder. ôThere's no honor in dying for a dead clan. There's nothing to save there, Spike. It's already gone. Think about my offer, you're safe here. Just let me know when you make up your mind.ö He staggered out of the room using the sword as a cane to keep his weight off his ankle. He paused just before leaving the room. ôIf you decide to go, you're on your own. I can't help you.ö
OooOOooOO
Tony stood looking down the hillside at the rooftops and streets of his clan's village. It was a mixture of modern and traditional. Beyond the edge of the village was forest, and mountains. The sun was setting and he gazed out across the green orange treetops with his arms crossed and leaning against the wall of his home. He was frowning and looked very thoughtful and serious.
Gia walked up next to him and smiled. There were tears in her eyes. ôThanks for talking with him. He's been a real mess. He told me he's going to take your offer. He...asked me to marry him.ö
The boy nodded and said nothing. He looked pale, haggard, and tired.
The woman at him with a bit of concern in her features. ôNot going to ask me what I said?ö
The kid got the ghost of a smile on his face. ôNot a chance?ö
She gave a weak smile as well. ôI accepted. I think we're going to be engaged for a while though.ö She gave him a light shove on his arm and leaned next to him on the wall looking out at the sunset. ôYou've surprised me. I'm grateful...for everything.ö
He nodded. ôI hate it.ö
The woman looked surprised. ôHuh?ö
The boy was looking out across the woods. ôI've accepted it, but I still don't like it.ö
She looked confused. ôWhat do you mean?ö
He looked up at the sky. The faint light of the stars was beginning to shine down. ôBeing a leader. I never wanted this. I never wanted to be some prince, or run some mega corporation, or lead an army against some bullshit demonic plot to destroy the world, or swing around the city being some sort of superhero.ö He closed his eyes and gave a deep breath. ôI just wanted peace and quiet. I wanted to get out of the way. I wanted to not be needed and just live peacefully, quietly. Maybe go to school, hang around with a group of quirky friends, have some stupid meaningless love triangle or some crap. That's why I got so good at not being seen. I didn't want to be special, I didn't want to be noticed. I just wanted to be...normal I guess. Out of the way, average, boring, quiet...alone.ö
The woman cocked her head and scowled. ôYou've never been normal.ö
He returned her frown. ôI know. It seems I'm destined to be some crappy manga character. It's awful. I wouldn't mind some sappy shojo comedy drama deal, but noooo. I get stuck with some sort of He-man sentai bullshit. Fighting monsters, wearing a cheesy costume.ö He held his sword up for her to see. ôLook, I've even got a magic sword. It's stupid. How the hell did I end up like this anyway?ö
Gia was getting annoyed. ôDo you know how many guys your age would kill for what you've got?ö
He narrowed his eyes at her. ôOnly because they don't know how much it hurts. Do you have any idea how many times I've been beat to near death in the past couple of years?ö
The woman grabbed his shirt and shook him. ôQuit your bitching. You've got a super hot wife, billions of yen, a penthouse, an executive office, a mansion, you drive a Porche, you've got super powers, and your own ninja village. What the hell do you have to complain about?ö
Tony turned his eyes away from her. ôI dunno. Maybe the people trying to kill me, getting attacked by crazy stupid monsters and Yakuza, nearly getting killed on a regular basis, having to be all responsible and think really hard about ways to stop the world from ending all the time? It's not much fun ya know.ö
Gia rolled her eyes and let him go. ôGod, you are such an asshole.ö She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. ôEverybody has to put up with shit they don't like.ö
He nodded. ôYeah. Most of the time it's not stuff that could kill them and everyone else they know.ö
She sighed and rubbed at her temples. ôI guess you have a point there.ö She glared at him. ôYou still piss me off though. You're so damn depressing.ö
He seemed to relax against the wall. ôI'm not much of a people person.ö He seemed to get annoyed with himself again. ôYet here I am, leading a fucking army, running a corporation, and doing my best to keep the group together.ö
Gia shook her head. ôYeah, you are.ö
The boy looked at her with wide eyes. ôHuh?ö
The woman had a wistful smile on her face. ôYou try hard to push people away. That's what you suck at. I honestly don't know anyone who's better with people than you are.ö
He worked his jaw and seemed confused. ôAre you kidding me? More than half the people I know have tried to kill me at some point.ö
She nodded. ôYeah. Now, how many of them would be willing to die for you?ö
He turned his face away from her again and didn't look like he believed her. ôYeah. Mostly because of this stupid sword or some past life. I'm an asshole, I just wanted to be left alone. I just want to be lazy and relax.ö
Gia smirked at his expression. ôIf that was true, all you really ever had to do was walk away. You never have.ö
He blushed. ôI've got my reasons.ö
The woman pushed on his shoulder. ôI know. No matter what they are, in the end, it's because you care.ö She turned and walked away leaving him on his own. ôYou're not just some leader, you're a great leader. Whether you like it or not.ö
He got the faint traces of a smile on his face again. ôYeah. Thanks I guess.ö
He watched the sun vanish over the horizon completely and stayed as the sky grew dark and the stars became clear.
A familiar figure that towered over him moved up to his side. ôHey, kid.ö
Tony gave him a smile. ôHey, Spike.ö
The man took up a position beside him. ôI talked wit Gia. I'm gonna take dat offer. Youse is right. Der ain't nuthin for me dere. It's gone anyway.ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah. Gia said something like that.ö
The man looked down at the boy. ôWhat you got in mind fer me?ö
The young shinobi cocked his head. ôWell. I'm thinking I'll buy the bar and rebuild it. I'm afraid it's going to be legitimate business only though. No more gambling or extortion rackets. I'm gonna need someone to run the place. I've got no interest in criminal enterprises. I've got my hands full with the legitimate stuff as it is.ö
The man looked surprised at that. ôOh. I ain't good wit money.ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah, I know. ö He didn't really care if the place started losing money. He was aware that Spike would probably end up skimming profits and didn't care. He also was planning on pretending he didn't know. He didn't want the man to know to keep it in check and on a reasonable level. ôI'm gonna talk with Gia about helping you out with that part of it. I was thinking we'd keep the name.ö
The truth was he already owned the lot the bar had stood on. Jiro's next of kin had taken a generous offer. He never met them, but they had no problems parting with the property. It was someone who lived in Kyushu. He wasn't planning on saying anything about it, but the place he was building was about four times larger than the original bar. He was building Gia another clinic that was much larger than her old clinic and attached to the bar, and there was going to be a house built just behind it for the both of them. He was going to call it a wedding present now that the pair had gotten engaged.
The man nodded. ôI can do dat. Gia's pretty busy dou. What wit da clinic and all.ö
The kid smirked at him. ôI know. I don't think it will be a problem. Don't worry about it.ö
Spike looked up at the sky. ôWhat ya doin out here anyway?ö
Tony frowned. ôHiding from my wife.ö
The man looked surprised. ôHuh?ö
The boy looked up at him. ôI don't know what got into her, but she's really horny, and I'm still too injured to enjoy it.ö
The man nodded. ôYeah. I know what dat's like.ö
The pair looked down as a small white head poked out from under the wooden porch they were standing on. ôYou too huh?ö Artemis had bloodshot eyes and looked a bit nervous.
Tony sat down and frowned. ôHuh? How long have you been there?ö
The cat scratched at his ear with his hind leg. ôAll day. Luna's gone into heat, and it's worse than usual.ö
Spike nodded. ôYeah. Girls is so much trouble.ö
The boy looked over at the animal. ôAre...are you wearing a cape?ö
Artemis flushed. ôShut up! This is your fault you know! She wasn't like this before you showed up!ö He had on a little red cape with an A inside a little yellow circle. ôI barely got away with my life!ö
Tony smirked. ôHad to jettison your dignity did you? Don't feel bad, I had to do that a couple of times too. I'm not sure where she got it from, but Kei got her hands on a full set of Samurai armor recently.ö
The animal scowled at him. ôDid she make you call yourself 'Artie, the strongest cat in the world'?ö
Spike winced. ôOuch.ö
The boy glanced at him. ôHey. I know Gia's a freak too. You think it's bad now, wait till you get married.ö
Artemis flushed. ôDon't say that! It's bad enough as it is. What did you do to her anyway?ö
Tony frowned. ôNothing. We both got attacked by some crazy grenade throwing ninja and blown off a rooftop a while back. There was an explosion and it wasn't my fault.ö
The cat hung his head. ôYeah. Well, I'm laying low until she's back to normal. I thought she was a pervert before, but ever since you stopped giving her those shots she's been going into heat. It's been...ö He shuddered. ôI couldn't walk for a week last time! I barely got away with my life this time.ö
The boy gave a heavy sigh. ôMan, we're pathetic aren't we?ö
Spike looked around the corner. ôHey. I hear somethin.ö He turned back and both of them were gone. ôHuh?ö He scratched his head. ôOh well.ö He was somewhat used to Tony disappearing.
Gia walked around the corner and pulled on the man's shoulder. ôHey. There you are. Come on, it's time to go home.ö
Kei was with her. ôHey, have you seen my husband around?ö She had a small scowl on her face and had her arms crossed. ôHe's gone and disappeared on me. I haven't seen him since this morning.ö
The man looked a bit shifty. ôHe left.ö
His girlfriend looked around. ôHe was here not to long ago.ö
Kei gave a small sigh. ôHonestly. He can be such a wuss about some things. I'll find him, he can't hide forever.ö She rubbed her hands together. ôSooner or later, I'll catch him. The longer he makes me wait, the less gentle I'm going to be when I find him.ö
Gia pulled on Spike's arm and arched her eyebrow as they walked down a hallway together. ôIs he in trouble or something?ö
Kei smiled at her. ôHuh? Of course not. I'm just sick of playing with plastic if you catch my drift. He's healed enough that it won't kill him.ö She looked up. ôI've got Luna helping me look for him. I'm supposed to tell her if I see her boyfriend too. Right Luna?ö The kunoichi looked up.
Spike and Gia looked up. There was a small hole in the ceiling and a little black cat's head poked out. Luna narrowed her eyes and gave a sharp toothed grin. ôCeiling cat will find them. No one can hide from ceiling cat.ö
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The young ninja looked about. There were a few spider webs and it was dark and cool. The ground was sandy and there was about a six inches of clearance over his head as he lay on his belly. ôHey. It's not too bad under here.ö
Artemis gave a small sigh. ôI feel so pathetic.ö
Tony narrowed his eyes and motioned for him to follow. ôHey. This way.ö
The white cat looked confused. ôHuh? Where are you going?ö
The boy looked at him and narrowed his eyes. ôShhh. They'll hear us. Just follow me.ö
The pair crawled to near the center of the floor over them. There was a small keypad. ôEight six seven five three zero nine.ö Tony muttered it out loud as he punched in the code. ôHeh.ö
The animal was confused. ôWhat are you doing?ö
A trap door opened with a small click and a very quiet slide. ôCome on.ö The boy crawled inside and pulled the white cat in by the scruff of his neck.
A moment later, the pair was in a small concrete room. The door closed shut behind them and a single light bulb overhead was clicked on by a pull chain. ôAh, much better.ö The boy sat down at a small card table in the middle of the room. The walls were lined with supplies, bottled water, as well as magazines. There was a pool table in one corner, a television with a few video games, a radio with a cassette and CD player, and a very small bar lined with a few full bottles.
Artemis looked around in wonder. The portions of the wall that were open had pin up posters of scantily clad women, and while rather cramped, it was homey in an odd way. There were a couple of fold down cots on one wall, with more small posters of pin up models on their undersides. ôWhat is this place?ö
Tony gave a shrug. ôIt's a bomb shelter.ö He seemed very relaxed and put his feet up on top of the table. ôYou don't have to keep your voice down anymore. It's soundproofed. Heh. They'll never find us in here.ö He picked up a small remote control and pointed it at a bare wall. The wall itself slid open, revealing several screens showing various rooms in the building above them and the grounds surrounding it.
The cat laid his ears flat. ôA bomb shelter?ö
The shinobi nodded. ôYeah. My apartment got blown up once. It was an awful mess, so I built this place in secret. There's even an escape tunnel to the wilderness just outside the village.
The animal shook his head. ôA bit paranoid don't you think?ö
Tony shrugged. ôIt's not a fallout shelter or anything. It's only good for a week or so at most. I had it installed in case anyone decides to blow up the building or burn it down or something. It's not like it's never happened to me before you know.ö He seemed pleased with himself. ôHad no idea it would come in handy like this. None of the girls knows about it. They'll never find us in here!ö
The cat seemed to relax. ôBrilliant!ö
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Tony gave a small sigh. He was out of his hideout, he'd spent the day before down there laying low, but he couldn't remain down there forever. He'd come out and faced the music, and he was still a bit sore from the night before. He was standing on the wooden walkway in front of his mansion.
A shining light in the woods outside the village caught his attention and he frowned. It appeared for just a moment, but he knew exactly what it was. Some of the village ninja walked by dressed in traditional clothes obscuring him for a moment. When they passed, he was gone.
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Michiru was munching on odango as she looked through a pair of binoculars at the complex. She was armed with a sniper rifle, a few automatic weapons, about four side arms, and a shotgun. ôHuh. Regular patrols, seems rather quiet. Security is pretty tight though...I think I can...ö
ôWhat the hell are you doing here?ö
ôDamn.ö She growled and looked up. On the tree branch over her head, Tony was standing with his arms crossed and glaring down at her. ôWhat do you think?ö
He gave a snort and uncrossed his arms as he flipped down in front of her. Before she could react, she was stuck to the tree trunk. ôLooks like you'[re planning an assault.ö
She glared at him hatefully. ôI gave you your friend. We're even.ö
He nodded. ôSo you did. That doesn't mean you can have this village.ö
She turned her eyes at the ground. ôThey're assassins. Murderers, mercenaries, thugs...ö
The boy gave a heavy sigh. ôThey're fighting a war. Michiru, I get this thing you're doing. Leave my assets alone.ö
She snarled at him. ôThis won't hold me forever. They're evil, criminals, and I will punish every one of...ö
The boy had the sword blade at her throat. ôNo. They aren't. They were under the control of a criminal organization. Now they work for me.ö
Michiru leaned forward as much as she could. It was obvious she was angry. ôDoing what?ö
He took the sword away from her neck and rested it on his shoulder. ôWell, we're working with the Japanese government for starters. Not officially of course, but then, neither are you.ö
She leaned back and seemed to relax a little more. ôIt doesn't excuse their crimes.ö
ôI need them to fight this war.ö He relaxed and put his sword away. ôMaybe they were criminals. They're working off that debt, by helping me save the world from the Negaverse. Leave them alone. We both need them. The Punisher can't fight that battle and you know it.ö
The woman hung her head and seemed to think on it. It was obvious she was still upset. ôI...ö
He hooked his fist across her jaw before she finished. ôYou need to learn your place.ö
The expression on her face was one of shock. ôWhat? You...ö
He put his hand on the hilt of his sword. ôI don't want to kill you, Michiru. These people are important enough that I will if it's the only way to keep you away from them. They're the good guys now. Beryl has to be stopped, your little war on crime doesn't come close to how important that is. We're talking about the safety and security of the planet. I need them, and so do you.ö
She growled and looked away from him. ô...ö
ôThat stuff will dissolve in about an hour. When it does, get lost. These are friendlies. Half the information you've got on your little war comes from here. This is your biggest source.ö
Michiru's eyes went wide. ôWhat?ö
Tony chuckled. ôWhat, did you thinks the cops had all this information on the Yakuza? Don't be stupid. Yeah, they're killers, yeah, they've got blood on their hands. Now, that blood is spilled for the people of Japan, at the request of the government. I've got more than three hundred Shinobi in my employ, and more than fifty of them are currently working as spies and assassins for the Japanese government. We're not cops, but we're a lot more legal than you are. Our contracts are unofficial, but we're legitimate black ops contractors.ö He turned away. ôStay away from them, or you'll lose what little government protection you've got.ö
The aqua haired woman gave a nod. ôYeah. I understand.ö Her tone had dropped and she seemed to accept it. She sounded admonished and frustrated.
He gave a heavy sigh. ôSorry about punching you. We're not enemies, but I can't be associated with what you're doing. Keep an eye on me if you must, but stay out of my operations. We're not criminals, and I'm not a Yakuza. The Senshi are my allies, and I've gotten the government to accept them.ö
She gave a soft chuckle. ôStill loyal to the old kingdom?ö
He looked over his shoulder. ôNo. I've accepted that this is the start of the new one. I'm involved whether I want to be or not. To be honest, I'd rather just live quietly and spend my days relaxing.ö He clutched the hilt of his sword and sounded frustrated. ôI can't run from this. I tried, and it's only made things worse.ö
She looked up at him and seemed to relax. ôSo, what will you do then? What are you planning?ö
He gave a sigh and swiped at her with the blade. She flinched, but relaxed when the webbing fell away releasing her. ôI dunno. I'm pretty much making this up as I go.ö He turned and walked away putting the blade away. ôYou're welcome here if you ever need a safe place to lay low or recuperate. You're still a Senshi as far as I'm concerned, even without your powers. For now, get lost and cool off.ö
The woman was pulling the webbing off of herself and wiping it off on the tree behind her. It stuck to her hands a little. ôAll right. I'll accept that for now. Just remember, I'm watching you.ö
He nodded and continued on his way. ôI've got your back if you ever need it. Just remember to return the favor.ö
The Punisher turned and walked off into the woods. ôHeh. He's not changed. All right you punk. I'll trust you for now.ö
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Tony was sitting behind his desk with a phone on his ear. ôAll right. Well, I understand that. Look, it's a big project.ö He paused as the person on the other end spoke. ôI understand that Yoshi. We can't make it too remote.ö Again he waited. ôWell, whatever reinforcement and shielding you need. Yeah. I know. I hate spending this much on a one time thing, but we're in no danger of going broke over it.ö He gave a small sigh. ôSo it'll take a few extra days then. That's fine. I don't like it either. I'd rather just get it over with. Yeah. Thanks for the update.ö He hung up the phone. ôChrist, this is a pain in the ass.ö
He was tired and hadn't gotten much sleep back at the complex. Luna had taken over the area above the ceiling, and there were holes in the ceiling all over his mansion. He'd caught her staring at him while he was jerking off the day before from one of her little portholes. She'd ducked back in before he'd managed to nail her with a roll of paper towels and had skittered off laughing. ôCeiling cat sees all!ö
He'd noticed her padding about up above him and she spent a lot of time up there. On occasion, she'd drag Artemis up there with her. She'd managed to ambush him and pulled him into her lair the night before, and he'd not managed to escape until morning. Meaning he had spent most of the night poking at the ceiling with a broomstick to try and halt the yowling. ôStupid cats.ö
Of course, Kei had decided that since she couldn't sleep, they might as well make the most of it. Leaving him in pretty much the same condition as Artemis the next day.
He closed his eyes and drank half of a glass of whiskey on the rocks. He wasn't a heavy drinker, but he usually had at least one glass of something if he spent the day in his office. The boy leaned back in his chair and rubbed at his temples as he relaxed. The pager button started to blink and a familiar buzz sounded. ôHuh? What is it?ö
ôSir, there are two police officers in the lobby. They don't have an appointment, but they insist you said they could speak with you. Should I send them away or have Mr...ö
He gave a heavy sigh and pushed the reply button cutting her off. ôNo. Send them up.ö
About four minutes later his office door opened. Kajura and Saito walked into the room. The younger cop whistled as his head swiveled. ôWow. Nice place you got here, kid.ö
He stayed sitting and folded his hands. ôHave a seat. What do you want?ö
Kajura shrugged and took off his hat as he took a seat. He leaned forward. ôI'd like to know how you went from being an illegal alien, to having a penthouse office and control of a major corporation.ö
Tony smirked at him. ôI married well, and made some good investments. I'm perfectly legal now, so you've got nothing to hold over my head.ö He stood up and walked over to the bar. ôYou want a drink?ö
Kajura shrugged. ôWhiskey if you've got it.ö
Saito shook his head. ôNone for me.ö
ôIce?ö inquired the boy.
ôSure,ö replied the man as he narrowed his eyes. ôYou look hurt.ö
The boy had a slight limp, and he wasn't using his left arm much. It wasn't a major injury, but it was clear he was favoring his right. ôHad an accident in Hong Kong. Nothing serious. Almost got ran over by a bike courier.ö
The older cop nodded. ôIs that so? I don't suppose there's any record of that?ö
Tony smirked. ôI have a private physician. My wife is good at dealing with injuries.ö
The older cop nodded. ôYeah. I checked up on you. I suppose a trained ninja would be good with that sort of thing.ö
The boy nodded and handed him his glass. ôWell. She likes to keep in shape.ö
Kajura nodded. ôYeah. She tried to kill me. Don't play stupid with me kid. I know your wife was working for old man Hisami.ö
The boy sat back down. ôYeah, well. That's not illegal. I don't know about any attempted murders. I made a better offer, and we hit it off pretty well.ö
Saito nodded. ôYeah. I'll say. So, what sort of business do you do?ö
Tony leaned back and put his feet up on his desk. ôShipping, electronics, R and D, real estate, I've got quite a lot of interests. A few restaurants and bars, a couple of shops here and there, scientific research ventures, government contracts, all perfectly legal.ö
Kajura narrowed his eyes. ôIs that so?ö
The boy gave a heavy sigh. ôLook. You and I don't get along very well. We've been useful to each other, maybe we will be again. I'm legal, I've got no criminal interests. I had enough of that sort of thing when that bastard Hisami tried to assassinate me. I don't have any desire to get involved with those sort of dealings. I'm busy enough with my legitimate businesses, and I make more than enough to keep me happy.ö
The younger inspector was craning his neck around the room. ôGovernment contracts?ö
ôI can't talk about the details, but yeah. I've got government interests. It's no secret that I own a military research and development company. Not to mention, other dealings.ö
The heavyset cop took a gulp of his drink. ôYeah. Got yourself some connections now then?ö
The boy was frowning, but didn't seem upset with them. ôI've got no interest in impressing you or anyone else with who I know. I'm running a business. Politicians are generally scum. I don't care for them, but the nature of my business makes for strange bedfellows at times. You know a bit about that already.ö
Saito and Kajura both seemed relaxed. The old man spoke up. ôSomethin stinks about you, kid. He gulped his drink again and finished it off and set it down on his desk. ôYou're hiding something.ö
Tony shrugged. ôI've got sensitive government contracts. I've no interest in losing them by having loose lips. I've got plenty of reason to be a bit secretive.ö He didn't look very worried.
Kajura leaned across the desk. ôYou know, your injuries. They seem suspicious. I just happen to know a guy who runs around in a mask who got hurt in the same places. A bum shoulder and a bad ankle.ö
The boy blinked at him. ôOh. You mean Spiderman?ö
Saito smirked at him. ôSaw it on television did you?ö
Tony shook his head. ôNo. I'm Spiderman.ö
Both men froze and looked at him with wide eyes.
The kid put his hands behind his head. ôWhat? Are you going to arrest me for it?ö
The ponytailed cop stood up. ôDid you just say...?ö
Tony nodded and shrugged. ôYeah. I did. You're on to me. Now what?ö
Kajura slammed his palm onto the desk. ôI should take you in.ö
ôOn what charges?ö replied the boy. ôI'm not a vigilante you know. I'm not running about the streets stopping muggers. I was trying to hide my identity from all the crazy loons with superpowers and stupid monsters. Didn't work out to well. I've not done anything illegal, and you can't blame me for the damage those jerks caused trying to kill me.ö
Saito scratched his head. ôHow did you get those weird powers? I've been wonderin about that.ö
Kajura turned to glare at him. ôWhat? What are you...?ö
The boy smiled. ôWell, it was a lab accident. That's why Hisami came after me. Thought I was some kind of assassin after his old ass. It was a huge pain.ö
The younger cop nodded. ôOh. An accident?ö
Tony nodded. ôYeah. It was a genetics experiment. They irradiated a spider with all sorts of different kinds of radiation. It survived and got loose, and bit me. Stung like a bitch, but after it happened I had all sorts of powers and stuff.ö He kicked his feet off his desk and leaned forward putting his cheeks on his fists and grinned at them. ôI used it to my advantage and it worked out pretty well for me.ö
Saito nodded as he looked around. ôI'll say.ö
Kajura was dumbstruck. ôLook punk. I'm not playing games with you.ö
The boy nodded. ôI'm serious. I'm Spiderman. It would explain a lot don't you think? How do you think I got that disk for you? Even with my powers I barely got out of there alive.ö
The old man growled at that. ôAll right. You got me. I got nuthin on you.ö
Tony nodded. ôI'm useful. Don't expect me to do anything like that again, but if you ask nicely enough, I might decide to help you out in the future. You're a real jerk old man, but I kind of like your partner, and you're both good cops.ö
Kajura put his hat on his head and tipped it up with his thumb. ôUseful?ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah. I'm not a mercenary, but I don't really need to stick my own neck out anymore.ö
Saito nodded. ôI dunno. This is kind of cool.ö
His partner glared at him. ôCool? Are you insane?ö
Tony sighed. ôI'm already helping out more than you think. I've got people looking into that Carnage monster and that Venom thing. They're some sort of crazy science experiments that went nuts. The government already knows all about them. I'm helping them get rid of the stupid things. I can't give you any details, but it's obvious you've got me figured out. You just don't have any proof. I figure if I just tell you, it'll satisfy your annoying curiosity.ö
Kajura nodded and kept scowling. ôI should report you.ö
The boy shrugged. ôI'm not trying very hard to hide it. It's more trouble than it's worth anyway. Besides, I figure I can trust you two. You've been a huge ass, but you've always kept your word.ö He slid a card across the desk. ôThis is my private number. Don't abuse it. I'm a good contact, and an excellent source. I keep my ears to the ground, and I always know what the word on the street is.ö
The old man took it. ôIn exchange for what?ö
ôCall it a peace offering. I'm a law abiding citizen with a lot of useful contacts.ö The boy didn't seem like he was teasing them. He appeared quite serious.
Kajura gave a small growl. ôIn other words, you're asking us to get off your back.ö
The boy shook his head. ôNot really. You can investigate me all you want. I'm legit. I'd rather you spent your time on something more useful.ö
Saito nodded at that and smiled. ôThanks.ö He tugged on his partner's shoulder. After dragging him a short way towards the office doors he paused and turned around. ôOh. What do you know about these Punisher murders?ö
The boy gave another indifferent shrug. ôNot much. I've heard she's the one who took out Jiro. She's some sort of vigilante, and she's got the underworld looking over it's shoulder. I'm not happy my friend was killed, but I've got no interest in bothering her.ö
Kajura frowned at him. ôDon't you want revenge?ö
Tony shook his head. ôNo. I had nothing against Jiro. He was a criminal though. My dealings with him were legal, but I've got no illusions about what he really was. Seemed like a nice guy, but I know he was running a protection racket and controlled the gambling in that area of town. He wasn't as nice as he seemed.ö
Kajura gave a smirk. ôI'll be seeing you kid.ö
The boy nodded. ôYeah. I figured that. Might as well make the most of it, no?ö
Saito chuckled at that. ôI suppose so.ö
The pair walked out of the office and were on the elevator to the first floor a minute later. They were alone and stood in silence for a moment.
Saito spoke up first. ôWhat do we do then?ö
Kajura looked frustrated for a moment and seemed to think. ôNothing. The kid is right. Even if he is this Spiderman character. We've got nothing on him. It'd be a waste of time to go digging.ö
His partner nodded. ôSo we take him up on his offer then?ö
The old man scratched his head. ôWhat the hell? Why not? I still don't like that punk.ö
The ponytailed man smirked. ôYou think he was being straight with us? He's really this Spiderman guy?ö
Kajura nodded. ôI'm sure of it. I got no interest in arresting that guy.ö He shoved his hands in his pockets. ôMaybe he is some sort of vigilante or something. So what? I hate to admit it, but he's been useful.ö
The younger man nodded again. ôYeah. Spiderman has been decent. He's saved a lot of people.ö He looked up at the speaker that was playing AC/DC's 'Highway to Hell'. ôWhat about that Punisher chick?ö
The old man snorted. ôLet Saboten deal with her. He'll never catch her, and I hope he never does. She's messy, but ya know what? I wish I could fuck those bastards up that way. Nice to know someone will, even if it's not exactly legal.ö
Saito smirked at that. ôYeah. Haven't heard about any innocent people getting hurt. I might think different if there were civilian casualties, but she's just taking out the real scum.ö
Kajura nodded. ôYeah. I guess this is settled then.ö
His partner frowned at him. ôJust keep your sidearm holstered. We got work to do, and you're not dumping it all on me.ö
The old man put a cigarette in his mouth. ôYeah. These things will kill me soon enough. C'mon. We'll get coffee or something and head back. We're mostly done with all that damn paperwork. I want to finish it up and put it behind us.ö
His partner seemed cheerful. ôYeah. Then we can go out and make some more.ö
OooOOooOO
Tony was standing in his office looking out over the city. The two cops had just left his office. ôGreat. I guess I can't put it off any longer.ö His arm was a little sore, and his ankle was a bit bruised, but he was pretty much healed. He considered waiting another day, but with a frustrated groan he hung his head. ôNo. You need to get it over with.ö
He looked over at the exit to the roof and walked over to it. It was time to find Usagi. Venom needed to be dealt with. He couldn't put it off any longer. He was tying up loose ends now, and it needed to be finished.
Beryl was silent, Nine and the Senshi were keeping them in check. The girls were killing Youma with little difficulty. There was no sign of the last General, or his master.
The plan to take care of Carnage was in the works. It would need a few more days, but regardless of how that went, he needed to get Sailor Moon back. That was more important than anything else at the moment.
Once those two monsters were taken care of, he could focus his efforts on taking on the Negaverse. However immediate the danger Carnage and Nine posed, they were the greatest threat. He didn't think Usagi wanted to kill him, just maim him. Not that it made him feel any better.
It was kind of disgusting. He was terrified of Usagi. Her boyfriend wasn't much of a problem, but he might be a pain in the ass when dealing with her. He knew he couldn't hurt him, or he'd just make the problem with Venom worse.
He put on his costume and took a vial of black liquid metal off the shelf. He left the sheet with instructions where it was. He had memorized what he needed from it. ôAll right you bitch. Time to settle this.ö
Without another word, he walked to the rooftop and looked out over the city. The sun was high overhead and the streets teeming with life. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before diving off the edge. A split second later, he felt the wind ripping through his costume as he sailed high over the concrete and glass into the streets of Tokyo.
