Midnight Madness (Lone star)

Yuuka smiled at her own reflection idly as she went over her outfit carefully, remembering the muted conversation she heard in an alleyway that afternoon. The crimson jacket, formal to the point of almost being military which sharpened her shoulders but still added a fierce feminine flair to her petite form. Her elbows were sharp when she bent her arms, sleeves pulling tight. Good, if she got into a fist fight lose sleeves could be a handle and handles were generally a pain. Of al the gorgeous clothing items she has managed to snatch from the local dry cleaner this pristine jacket had to be one of her best finds. Underneath the recently pressed jacket was her deep dark emerald leather catsuit which had been buttoned tight around her throat and over her mouth. It embraced her lithe body, accentuating her curves and hugging her form to the point that she felt like she was practically wearing nothing. Her well kept black gloves had the appearance of very slim, feminine gauntlets, shined leather with titanium laced thread running below the surface, practically invisible to the eye. Those hands moved to adjust the tight waxy leggings, before they swung two bladed fans underneath the crimson sleeves of her jacket. Her slender feet were fitted with specially made boots, which ere not only exceedingly comfortable and made her legs look longer but also provided her protection and added grip on particularly dangerous surfaces.

Finally the Asian girl brushed her thumb along her cheekbone in the mirror, piercing green eyes running over her own face. It seemed... less real when she wore this costume, like she took a less distinct place in this universe She was no longer Arihyoshi Yuuka but 'Tanuki'. It might have been worrying if it wasn't also just a little thrilling. Yuuka finally took hold of a selection of jewellery, both purchased from her own stash of money and stolen from various houses in the neighbouring area. A polished silver and shimmering obsidian necklace fell against her chest, nestling comfortably between her bosom. Once that was done, she took a moment to apply a little mascara to her eyes, just to add the finishing touches to her look. Glancing down at her arm she quickly flicked her wrists which immediately procured the bladed fans from underneath her jacket, the other fingers of her hand lightly brushing away some lint of the ornate Japanese fans. Everything seemed to be working well and with one more quick look at her outfitted body she stepped into the little space she called an apartment.

Anyone who would've seen the ethereal beauty that moment would've thought she was a high fashion runway model. The feminine yet edgy outfit was both aerodynamic and comfortable..perfect for her midnight adventures in the city of New york. Swivelling on her heels and brushing her fingers against her second hand couch she set off for the front door, not looking back as she rushed out into the cold night air. A light drizzle spewed from the rumbling clouds above, a storm had recently passed and its wet trail had drenched everything in the area, the faint smell of rain wafting into the desolate alleyways. No criminal was stupid enough to rush around in such unattractive weather... or so she thought.

Ten minutes of leaping across rooftops and running across hanging clotheslines led her to a 'small' altercation between teenage thug and a cab driver. He was clumsy, panicked and generally unkempt...just a street kid doing it tough. He had a pistol aimed at the stuttering driver's skull. "C'MON MAN...JUST GIVE ME THE MONEY! I NEED THE MONEY!" he yelled, desperately shaking the loaded weapon against the man's head. His damp hair clung ago his face, all the colour gone from what Tanuki assumed to be the cold weather or the fear of committing a crime. The boy was simply in the wrong line of work and no sooner had he threatened to blow the driver's head across the dashboard did a well placed metal projectile knock the pistol out of his shaky grip.

"You do know that cab's don't carry around as much money as you think they do..believe me, I've tried" Said the straight faced female who leaped off a nearby streetlight, her lithe body slinking above the wet concrete. " Turn around and leave the gun. Go home and take a shower or something..", she spoke rather casually as she made her way closer to the shivering would be thief, puckered lips and a perfectly raised eyebrows were both convincing as they were strangely intimidating.

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I'LL GET KILLED IF I DON'T GET SOME MONEY", he shrieked, his eyes wide open in fear and shock as he stumbled away from the Asian girl. The cab driver took this as his cue and instantly sped off...not bothering to thank the acrobatic renegade. Before she could answer back Tanuki instantly noticed a quick flash in the corner of her eye, the hilt of a gun maybe? Regardless of what it was she turned to face the panicky boy and in one quick command she dashed at him, fans at the ready..preparing to protect the sniffling carjacker "GET DOWN YOU IDIOT!"

Bam!

Hmm. Today was his day. Kim was making him get a damn day job because she felt he was slipping into the dark abyss known as fucking peoples life up. And oddly enough the man agreed with her. Lately he wasn't being heroic even tho he found out who he truly was he still felt this darkness inside him. So what was he doing today? He was in a goddamn temp office. No why am I lying? He was home. He was in his bathroom with a razor and he was trimming his facial hair cutting it down to nothing but some peach fuzz. After that he'd go into room and look in the mirror noticing his hair which was very long compared to how it originally was when it was red. He quickly grabbed a pair of scissors before walking into the bathroom and cutting some of his hair off then getting a pair of clippers he'd cut off more of his hair making it a short style once again with a little bit of water it in he looked just like his old self minus the red hair. But now he didn't care about his hair. He'd walk to his closet and grab his all black suit well it had a white shirt and tie but you get the point. He put the soon on and then the black shoes before putting a few things in a black duffel bag and closing it.

He'd knock on his daughters door where he heard a scream "ALMOST READY" this caused him to shrugged as he started walking to the staircase "You better be downstairs in a minute or I'm leaving you" is what he'd say as he made it to the staircase. Those words escaped his mouth as he walked down his staircase making it to the first floor of his apartment. Where he grabbed his keys and wallet and sunglasses walking out the front door where his daughter Kim jumped out the window onto his shoulders screaming "READY" causing the man to laugh as he grabbed his daughter and started spinning her around "Hurry or you're gonna be late" is what he'd say as he hopped on his red motorcycle causing his daughter to follow. He put his sunglasses on strapped his duffel bag around his chest and drove off heading towards his daughters school.

Once he arrived to his daughters school, Donnille hopped off his motorcycle and hugged his daughter whom walked off into her school before screaming out to her "I'm gonna be a little late for dinner tonight. Your grandmother is coming to pick you up" is what Donnille would say as his daughter screamed out while still walking away "OKAY, Love you", Donnille smiled before replying "Love you too Kiddo" with that said and done Donnille would hop back on his motorcycle and drive off down the block causing some of the boys at the school to look in awe as if they wanted to ride a motorcycle but got told no. Now vanishing out of sight from the school Donnille was gone.

Later That Night...

It felt good to be back in New York. After the incidents in Jersey and his memory being erased and remember everything. Speaking of which he never did pay his father a visit after the incidents that happened. How his father
erased his memory was beyond him. Well I mean Donnille remembered the process but he just couldn't believe how it was done. But yes less of that and more on the now. He was out around midnight with this weird light drizzle going on in his hometown when he noticed a certain female patrolling or something in his parts. He hadn't really known her but he just figured she was up to no good. Can't really trust anyone these days. Especially when your father is trying to turn into his super soldier and people are turning you into mythical creatures.

Hmm. This girl showed promise with her agility. Thank god Donnille didn't bring Kim with him tonight. She'd be so jealous if her father was flirting with a girl and not watching her grow in skill every battle. Anyway Donnille was in his favorite new toy. His collective suit. He wore this suit with pride and didn't really care what anyone thought. Considering this was one of the many things in his bag of tricks he was going to enjoy it as he saw the girl take off in a sprint after a man whom seemed to be holding a gun. Lone Star smiled as he pointed his right arm at the mans hand firing off 3 bullets causing the gun to drop and blood trickling down his hand. Lone Star then started waving at the girl as he jumped down to the ground level which wasn't dangerously low.

Spoiler:

The boy collapsed onto the floor, his hand bleeding from several bloody open wounds from projectiles thrown at him from a distance. A pained squeal escaped his trembling lips as he grippe his hand tightly completely shocked with the sudden assault on his body. "Damn it damn it damn it..", Tanuki muttered underneath her breath, crouching low as she gently examined his wounds. He was palefaced and blabbering on about some drug ring but she cares nothing for his private issues at that time...he was getting blood everywhere. The crimson liquid slowly seeped onto the rain speckled concrete and no sooner had she grudgingly wrapped his tear stained scarf around the wound did she notice the strangely dressed guy who popped out of nowhere.

Slinking upwards and brushing her hair out of her eyes she stood with one of her fans open, the cool evening breeze causing the crimson jacket to lightly flutter around her. She had her lips pursed and a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised...just who was this weirdo waving at her like some lost tourist?"Aren't you a bit old for Halloween?" she stated, hands on hips as she blinked at his 'unique' apparel, "and would you mind telling me if you were the one who shot mister wannabe thief here? Because that wasn't very nice", she said rather casually, noddin her head in the direction of the boy who was writhing around on the floor screaming about some mob boss who was going to kill him.

The man was indeed quite an interesting individual, an air of power exuded off his masculine form and for a second the thoughts of the highly admired S.H.I.L.D agents popped into her head...but then again government workers don't shoot at petty thieves like the one panting on the ground behind her. "So what now? Take the vulnerable girl into a dark alley and take away her virtue? Unless you really do think it's Halloween...and you're on drugs or something..", she spoke rather casually, stifling a grin as she spun the tessen around her slender wrist. Whoever this mysterious man was he was going to take no step further withou revealing his intentions. Was he an agent? A rapist? A drugged up mascot? Such thoughts flashed across her mind as she waited for him to talk, fans at the ready just in case something were to happen.

Donnille was so going to enjoy this night. He was having fun so far. Shooting people, A light drizzle and a girl whom was somewhat attractive? Was Donnille going to kill her? Who knew. He did that's who. And he had no answer yet. As the guy was on the floor squirming around crying and shit Donnille had honestly found this funny. Not sure why actually. He just did. It was something different about him. Maybe it was the fact he was fucking retarded. But yes he found this funny. As he continued to wave at the girl he noticed she finally turned around and noticed him. That took long enough. She wasn't that bright was she? Maybe the broad was a natural blonde. Who knew? Not Donnille. That's who.

As she removed the hair from her face Donnille realized she was really easy on the eyes. Not to mention her hair was green. That was his favorite color. She was already making a case to not be killed. For some reason Donnille kept feeling as if he was being followed. She'd raise her right eyebrow and make a Halloween joke about his attire. "Totally original. Believe it or not that was the first. And you know what they say about your first..." With that said he'd take two steps forward before she questioned him about his involvement in shooting Mr.Criminal over there and said it wasn't very nice. Donnille would smile under his helmet before replying "Look here brat. If you're gonna be doing my job. Atleast do it right. They get out of line. You put them back in it."

Those words escaped Donnille's mouth as he spoke to the quite gifted woman on the other end of the street. This rain wasn't bothering Don one bit but damn he could go without it. But alas Ms.Talkative would speak again and ask if Donnille was going to take advantage of her in the back of an alley or was he on drugs thinking it was really Halloween which caused Donnille to chuckle before walking up towards the girl slowly with his hands in the air like he was surrendering. His helmet's frontal area came up a bit just to reveal his lips which signaled for him to speak "Believe me beautiful... If I wanted you. I'd tell you." right in his ears before going back to standing in the rain staring the girl down.

Tanuki gazed at the man with petulant eyes as he stalked over to her, flapping his arms in the air like some flippant clown. But she had to take the safe option..you can neve tell with these sorts of weirdos and this man was no exception. He reminded her of the overly confident boys who filled her college, those who seemingly believed that because of their perceived superiority that they could get away with acting like a fool. "Calling a girl a brat doesn't exactly win you brownie points mister" she said in a deadpan voice, cocking her eyebrow as she looked him over again. He was definitely older than her and the lewd gaze was not something that scared her, she was used to men and their wandering eyes and occasional wandering hands and this fellow as no different.

"You know I think I should be freaked out...but I'm trying to work out if I'm getting pranked or not.." she muttered with coy glance in his direction. Taking a step forward she gazed up at him, he was well built...which was annoyingly distracting and she was unsure about how long he had been there or what he was capable of..so she kept a safe distance. The writhing injured teenager on the ground managed to snatch her attention away from the strange fellow. He was a blubbering mess, sniffling his tears away as the rain washed away the blood on his hands. He was stuttering, saying something incoherent and generally confusing...something the teenage girl fairly used to by that time.

Rolling her eyes she took a furtive look at the man, swaying her hips to the side as she playfully ran her finger alongside the tout yet feminine body. "Oooh are you flirting with me? Because I think I'd prefer it if a possible suitor tells me his intentions before catching my heart" she cheekily giggled, using her wits to work out a way past this possible obstacle the man presented. "Besides...aren't I bit young for you?", she smirked, spinning her Tessen around her index finger as she waited for his expectantly hilarious response

As she spoke Donnilles visible lips would shoot up and smirk as he thought the girl had a point. He had to laugh a bit or he wasn't going to say sane for long. His mind was one giant debacle right now. He really had no clue what to do with his life and he was just doing things to do things. Going off of impulse ya know? Coming out tonight he was trying to fix that but it wasn't so easy. Donnille would then speak out in response to the brownie points comment "Never said I was trying to earn any brownie points now did I?" With those words Donnille would look to his bag for a quick second trying to remember what toys he brought to the party. Because he wasn't exactly sure at this point. She'd once again speak before Donnille could get his next set of words out and mentioned that she should be freaked out but she wasn't sure if this was a prank or not. Donnille would once again speak out "Believe me. Pranking people is not in my job description..... Anymore atleast" This brought up memories from when he was a shield agent and he was always joking around and having fun on the job.. But now he was more of a serious person. Everything that happened within the last few months really destroyed his personality and the person he was. A step, She took a step forward. She looked up into Donnille's eyes shrouded eyes as she expected to see something.. Was she a superhuman? Could she see through Donnille's helmet? Was this bitch.. CHEATING? No.. She wasn't. She made no comment about his face. So she couldn't fully see inside that helmet. But she did feel some sympathy for the kid Donnille shot. And for some reason he actually felt remorse today. Was it the look on her face that made him care? Something did... Something made him care. He didn't know what exactly.. But he knew he cared. When she responded to his previous statement about calling her beautiful she instantly believed he was flirting with her and wanted to know his motives before she actually responded. Donnille had no problem with that because he quickly responded "I have no motive.. I Just want my life back.. The life I didn't ask to lose. Have you ever had that feeli-" A red dot was seen shining into the direction of Donnille and the girl with green hair. Quickly Donnille spun around and changed places with the girl taking a bullet to the back that did nothing but bounce off his suit. It wasn't the strongest bullet from the feel of it. "Run. Go to that roof right there. Next to the building I was leaning from." Quickly three bullets shot off from his suit as he shot a pipe allowing it to fall making somewhat of a strong rope for the girl to climb up. "I'll grab the kid. You meet me up there. We aren't finished." Maybe everything he was muttering had something to do with someone coming here with a gun?

Tanuki was quite literally thrown out of the way of an incoming bullet, covered by the strange man's body as he took the shot for her. A cry of surprise escaped her lips as the resounding thud of the bullet smacked into his chest, bouncing off like a toothpick against a wall. The incoming rain of bullets simply began at the wrong time, she was enjoying the verbal banter too much to begin running away, but for the sake of her safety and whatever sanity the man held onto she obliged with his order, gripping onto his rope and fluidly traversing herself up the extension. She moved like a monkey, swift with her limbs as she gripped the rope with the curve above her toes, arching her back as she clasped it with her hands swinging onto the lip of the roof.

"Next time I'm gonna smack them car thiefs unconscious", she muttered crouching low as several shots sailed overhead, trying to pierce the small athletic frame. Flicking her fringe behind her ear she waited for the weirdo to join her, hopefully he was capable of defending himself AND the sniffling mess with the broken hand. No sooner had such thoughts penetrate her head did the sound of metal clambering against something solid pierce the cool veil of night. Someone or something was clambering up the fire escape onto the rooftop where she lay and the girl knew for a fact it was not the man with with mask.

A pudgy gloved hand sprung over the concrete rooftop, the other arm clambering for support at the edge of a fire escape as a burly body rose from the side of the structure. A man, large in stature with meatloaf hands and beetroot red face stormed up with thundering limbs, pistol raised as he aimed for the girl. The shot fired and pierced an air vent not far from where she was slinking away. Whether it was the shroud of the wet darkness, her quick reflexes or the man's bad aim the bullet had no hope of getting to her in these conditions. Her brow furrowed as she cartwheeled over a puddle, making sure not to drench her jacket too much.

"As if you would shoot at a girl!", she hollered, swiftly turning on her heels and arching her back downward as another stray bullet soared past, "You should learn to aim fatso!" every word spoken was a bit more cutting than the last as making it all the more obvious that the chunky thug was but a mere annoyance and no sooner had she maneuvered away from his fifth attempt at shooting her did she pounce with all of her might at the man. Her lessen flicked out of her wrists as she somersaulted through the air. Before touching the dark grey roof her feet sprung into the man's chest sending him a step backwards as the blow ran through his ribcage. Before he could collect himself a thin light metal slashed at his arm causing blood to spew from the wound.

The man roared in pain and unfortunately for him his balance was not going to allow such a large expenditure of energy and no sooner ha the Asian girl finish her graceful assault on his body did he trip backwards a gurgled gasp escaping his lips as all of his weight fell into the open space behind him. The man dissappeared over the edge and a few seconds later a deafening splat was heard making the girl cringe...

As Donnille watched the girl climb he noticed that ass of hers was very firm. He would continue to gaze at it until he was greeted from the left hand side with a punch to the helmet. He simply turned around to see whom did it because he honestly didn't feel much but the idiot that punched obviously felt something as he was seen shaking his hand screaming "What the fuck is that suit made of" Don would do a boxers dance before he spun and high kicked the man in the face knocking him backwards to the floor which then made him speak out "It's made of rocks and puppytails" He'd laugh before more men came about and this time with normal caliber handguns. Something a normal criminal could get his hands on. This wasn't going to be easy it seemed...

Quickly and effortlessly Donnille would begin to charge at the onslaught of men coming towards him and wait. They were coming from literally nowhere. This place looked like a pier met a sidewalk. They were all climbing up shit and what not. Anyway as one man went for a superman punch Donnille begin to slide on the floor before doing a spin kick and jumping up or more or less kipping up grabbing one of these loose arms just flying around then kneeling coming through with a quick 4 punch combo in the rib area of the man causing his legs to fall from under him rendering him useless. That was the pressure point style which was used by many but mastered by few. You decide which category Donnille was in. After that Donnille swayed back out of the range of a incoming punch kicking the arm up before kicking the back shoulder area of the man causing him to scream out in pain because his shoulder was just dislocated.

After that Donnille realized it was way to many people coming here and now they had AK 47's and more assault rifles. This was getting risky just staying down here. Quickly Donnille would turn around and hit for the same exit he gave the girl whom he was talking to but no it was shotdown causing him to sway around the corner and kick off the wall allowing him to jump up to the fire escape climbing it scaling it like a real champion. After that He'd reach the roof where he saw the girl putting in some work on a random joe she was fighting most likely one of these goons whom seemed to be attacking. Donnille just had to watch and make sure she had some skills. Honestly she did and this gave him a little smile as he started walking up to her.

He quickly grabbed her around the waist with his right hand rubbing her lower back before coming around to the front where her stomach would be then he put his left hand through her hair then around her mouth talking to her lowly "Be quiet.. They are coming for us. I don't know why but they are.. Just keep your movements and your voice low." With those words said Donnille kicked in the roof door signaling for the girl to go through it as he walked over and grabbed his bag and continued over to the door where he ran infront of the girl to protect her.

The masked weirdo has managed to stalk his way around the building, avoiding his earlier getaway plan now that it was in tangles. Unfortunately he did not have the boy with him and Tanuki quietly assumed that the kid was either still down there begging for his life or had simply bled out, half dead on the wet concrete. She was about to comment on what was happening, had this man involved her in his fantastical life or was the blubbering mess telling the truth?

She opened her mouth to comment but all that came out was a shrill yelp as she felt his arms caress her body. It wasn't the first time a man has touched like that but this was by far the weirdest time anyone has decided to play around with her. As he brushed her hair and covered her mouth she stared blankly at him, her eyes conveying enough emotion that she wouldn't have to speak. She gave him the "You really had to do that didnt you?" sarcastic look before shaking out of his grip and following the weirdo to wherever he planned on 'protecting' her.

Slinking forward she gazed into the dimly lit staircase that drilled into the building, she glanced at the man..a bit cautious with what he was planning but still obliged, flicking her fans out just in case something was to happen. "Great, I'm running away from a gang of idiots with this perverted idiot.." she mumbled, brushing her fringe behind her ear as she hopped down the staircase in one swift leap. If he tried doing anything to her without her permission she'd probably kick him where it hurt...and she knew a lot of places to kick that hurt. Peering through a fire exit midway through the stair case the girl noticed that they were in fact in a small department store, 3 levels high and completely empty...for now.

She lightly pushed the door open, expectantly waiting for the man to go in first as she surveyed all that was there...and any interesting item she might snatch up. Slinking forward on the tips of her toes she silently stalked through the top floor's shelves and produce. Clothes of all sorts lined the walls, clothes hangers balanced idly on a rack as the 'latest and greatest summer trends' fluttered from the cool air conditioning. Whilst the items available weren't as high class as the items she usually stole some did catch her eyes...she'd take them home with her once the gangsters were off her tail.

"What now wise guy? Make a fortress out of last year's stock?", she said in a hushed voice, stifling her cheeky laughter by biting her lower lip.

Hrm. Ya know now that Donnille thought about it. He felt as if he was forgetting something. He was forgetting something more important then he realized. It was the brat. He didn't grab the kid.. Damn this was no bueno. He would eventually have to go back out there and make sure that kid didn't die but more on that later. Donnille was in the middle of a fatal attraction to a women whom he barely knew.. Scratch that. He was attracted to a women whom he didn't know at all and the tale of the tape has shown this could be deadly for anyone who doesn't think and works off impulse.

Continuing on into the store Donnille was going to devise a plan and one quickly if he didn't want this girl to get hurt. He didn't really care about his body but she was the one he cared about.. At this moment atleast. He wasn't the best strategist but he was damn sure a good one. Examining the area he'd remember the placement of the area they just came from and the area he was at. Hrm.. His motorcycle should be right out the front of that door but the question was did these goons have this place surrounded? Risking lives at this particular moment wasn't very wise nor was he going to do it.. But then again he had to. As Donnille noticed the girl looking around the store she spoke some words She wondered what was to come next which caused a smile under Donnille's helmet as he spoke.

"Alot of blood and running." after saying those words he'd approach the girl before digging in his bag pulling his bo staff out then speaking "Look. Stay right here. If you need something just take it from the bag. I have smoke bombs miniature bombs, And even some guns. Just don't get hurt.." With those words said Donnille would drop the bag right next to the girl before cracking his neck and walking to the front door which seemed to have nothing keeping it locked but a lock. Wow this guy was really brave. This guy being the store owner that is. Quickly Donnille hit the lock with his bo staff breaking it instantly then pushing forward out the front door running to his motorcycle hopping on it then swerving off.

Quickly turning the corner of the store Donnille found himself back in the alley where the goons seemed lost as to how they'd get into this place but they didn't expect a guy driving a motorcycle with one arm to be dangerous until he came speeding right through them with an electrical bo hitting some and causing others to jump out the way. After that Donnille would pick the brat up and toss him on the front of the bike luckily Donnille was tall enough to see over him. He'd then get in gear pulling off while being shot at. Him using his great knowledge of weaponry knew the bullets had horrible range at this distance allowing him to swerve around the corner once more this time back into the store where he skidded into the area on the bike. Once inside Donnille hopped off the bike and grabbed the kid clearing off a rack putting him on it before realizing his helmet was falling apart mainly on his left cheek side where the face protector was falling apart. He felt the pain from being shot there but it was minor like the glass only went in.

Tanuki glanced at the bag filled to the brim with a whole manner of weapons and gadgets. Small smoke grenades, explosives and firearms were all available to the girl. Broaching back up at the man who ha run off for 'blood' she smirked, a devious grin spread across her porcelain skin. "Ah freebies...what a nice weirdo", she said lightheartedly to herself, shoving a few of the small explosives into her jacket pocket. There was a lot of items remaining in the bag, leftovers from her little thievery and yet she refused to take the guns..not only were they loud and ugly weapons but she simply did not like the idea of owning something so many of her Yakuza pursuers used...it felt dirty. Her ornate fans and stolen explosives were enough for her and brushing her hands together she zipped up the bag and hid it underneath a stand displaying bras.

The man was gone, the thugs weren't anyone near he from what she knew and she had the perfect opportunity to escape with arms full of the convenience store's range of clothing.b"To leave or not to leave..that is the question.." she chimed to herself as she posed in front of a nearby mirror, trying on a scarf she had found in one of the aisles. This brief silence and contemplation over whether she should ditch the perverted weirdo was only shattered when she heard hushed voices coming from under the staircase on the floor below. Tanuki flinched with the intruders loud footsteps and thick snarling accents...how did they get into the store? Had the masked pervert been killed? Peering from behind a an awkwardly posed mannequin the lithe female stood still...listening in on why the thugs were saying.

"Mr Salvatoni has moved into old Joe's warehouse, da cleanest cocaine you ever seen you hear me? I tried some of da stuff and it's 'mazing", said a voice that was recognizably Italian, the thick accent resounded across the floors as footsteps trotted on the staircase. "Hey Silvo, you really think you saw da girl come in here?" questioned another voice, higher pitched but distinctly European. The mention of 'girl' caused Tanuki's ears to prick up in curiosity...it seemed that her and the masks man had not been as subtle as they wished. Biting her lower lip the teenager crouched low, watching as two relatively stocky individuals waddled into view. One was holding an Ak-47 whilst the other wielded duel pistols, their slicked back hair and tacky suits were enough to cause the girl to snort in amusement, it was like watching 'Grease' all over again.

"Believe me Pablo! I saw her slink that fine ass in here, not only will she pay for Louis' death but give us a taste of that body of hers, you hear me?" the shorter one stated, tapping the butt of his gun on his friends arm. Not only were they planning on avenging their friend's demise but also intended on playing around with her...that is if they can catch her.

Clicking her tongue Tanuki fluidly crawled along the floor, not daring to make a noise as she slimmed behind the two meatheaded thugs. Her body glided over the floor as she proceeded to procur one of the small explosives she 'borrowed' from her 'ally'. With one well placed throw she tossed the device near the two jersey shore wannabes and clutched her ears waiting for the explosion. Soon enough a loud bang filled the floor as two screams quickly evolved into sputtering, coughing messes. Glancing at the damage she had caused Tanuki's eyes slightly widened as she witnessed a mound of clothing on fire and two straggling bodies trying to pick themselves up, their grunts of pain were too much for the girl and she started to giggle, wiping away a tear as the two men jerked up in surprise

" Oh you two are hilarious...but sadly 'tasting my body' will have to wait," she jeered, mocking their earlier tone whilst stifling another fit of laughs, "But seriously..why are Fonzi and friends walking around at this tim of night?", she questioned with arms folded and hip swaying to one side. The smoke had cleared by then and the two gangsters now had a clear view of her and her assets. Sure she was barely an adult but Tanuki knew how to get her way around men without that much trouble...these two beefheads would more than likely be no different..

OOC: I'm so hating you right now <.<

Hmm. Something was rather off. Once arriving back at the area, There were voices and smoke coming from the outside. Donnille screamed out "NO." Before bursting through the door and seeing two man stumbling as if they had just gotten exploded. "She used the bombs.." with a smile under his helmet Donnille would notice shadows coming down the same staircase him and his partner for the night just came down. "You handle these two. I'll get upstairs" With that said Donnille bombarded the staircase and pushed the 3 men in there back to the roof causing them to just spray their bullets into the air after accidentally pulling their triggers. Once Donnille had them on the roof he would kick the guns away from the men who would then stand up and pull out switch blades. Donnille started laughing as he got in his his new fighting stance. Right hand forward palm open left hand backwards hand closed. As the shortest of the three men charged Donnille which caused him to sway left before kicking the mans hand with the switch blade in it causing the knife to fly up and Donnille grabbing his arm twisting it behind his back as the knife came down and went into the criminals foot a loud scream could be heard before he fell to the ground.

With that said and done Donnille would look at the next two men who thought attacking at the same time would be a good idea.. Wrong. Bad idea. Very bad idea. Quickly and effortlessly Donnille would crouch down before coming up with a double clothesline knocking both men out could also sending their knives flying. As for the one man who still had the knife in his foot he'd probably be going into shock at any moment. PEW. Something hit Donnille in the face and it sent him to the floor within seconds. The frontal region of his mask was broken. His helmet which was shaped to fit his head had a skull frontal face protector which was now half way broken pretty much just leaving his entire right side in tact but the entire left side of his face was completely visible even the blood dripping down from his forehead and the cut on his cheek but yet he was still smiling for some reason. This man was not easily broken... Not anymore.

Standing up Donnille would notice a man stepping forward and he'd notice on the floor what looked like a pebble. Donnille spoke "What the hell..." as the man walking forward was walking forward he was playing with his right hand as it contained nothing but little pebbles. Donnille would try and speak before he was cut off by the man in question "Hello, You... Like my display of accuracy?" Donnille would do nothing but charge the man head on before being greeted by a tackle from the left hand side that knocked him halfway across the roof into one of those fans you see on roofs. Donnille had no clue who that was but when he looked up it was a giant man. Probably about 9 feet tall and all muscle. He had to be atleast 500 pounds if not more. This giant brute of a man was standing next to a little pebble of a man who at this point was just going to be a problem if Donnille tried to fight him from a distance without his arrows. Quickly standing up and dusting himself off Donnille spoke "I guess its playtime aye?"

With those words said Donnille noticed something. The air movements shifted.. BOOM. Quickly two people would attack him one from his left hand side and one from his right. He'd sway backwards into a flip before kicking forward causing them to separate and flip back towards the man throwing the pebbles and the brute. "We don't like people getting involved in bosses meetings. You shall pay for this.. You and you're little friend." Those two that attacked him seemed to be twins and they were about 5 foot even and slim but females indeed. They'd speak also "And if you think you're getting away tonight.." "You have another thing coming" They even finished eachothers sentences. The big brute would just stand there ready to leap "Yea"

"Well then let the fun begin" With that said the giant brute attacked first charging Donnille with another tackle but this time the twins joined in and were jumping coming down with double axe kicks. Donnille did the only thing he could do. Roll to the left which when he did he received a sharp pain i his right leg which seemed to have a hole in his armor now.. It was one of those pebbles. He'd fall down to one knee for a moment before standing fully realizing his leg was damn near going to be useless if he kept taking those. As for the pebble man he just stood there playing with his bag of pebbles still. Donnille jumped and kicked the brute in the face before sending a spinning kick that would knock him back and as for the twins they just looked at eachother before Donnille tackled the giant brute through the glass part of the ceiling and into the store. Sadly they crushed the two men who were causing the beautiful partner of Donnille some trouble.

Quickly Donnille whom was groggy got up from the giant brute and walked over to his partner whom he was back to back with. Within seconds those two twins would jump down and stand infront of Donnille's partner as the brute stood up and cracked his neck standing infront of Donnille. "I want you to leave. I'll cause a diversion. You get my motorcycle take the kid and leave.. Okay?" After saying that Donnille would pull out his bo staff which he would then extend to its 5 feet height causing electricity to surge from it as he spun it around preparing himself for one hell of a battle. As for the pebble man he was nowhere to be seen. Probably on the roof still waiting to snipe Donnille out.

Tanuki smirked as the two stumbling idiots attempted to swing punches at her, they were clumsy and slow, so slow in fact that someone without her enhanced reflexes could dodge them. The masked weirdo had disappeared upstairs back onto the roof, muffled voices and gunfire erupted once more as she kept an eye on the tubby thugs. "Boys boys boys...you're fighting a losing battle. Why don't you go home before you get your asses handed to you by a highschool student." Tanuki purred, circling the Italian mobsters whilst spinning her fans around her index fingers. The stockier fellow who dreamed of 'tasting her body' was the first to react to her taunt, his face turning a surprising shade of red as he shoved a sausagey finger in her direction.

"Now listen here you little slu -", the man never got to finish as a gargled cry escaped his pudgy lips. This was immediately followed by a cringe worthy shattering of bones and glass as a lumbering mass of flesh fell through the skylight on the roof. The masked weirdo, whose mask was considerably less 'masky' had also toppled into the room. Tanuki's brows raised in surprise as he stumbled upwards, the heaving mass of muscles soon following after...apparently not injured from his fall from the heavens.

"I see you brought some friends with you..." she muttered, a bit frustrated with the turn of events...she wasn't in the mood to fight, especially with the two Siamese twins who sprung in front of her. "Believe me, I want to get outta here..but whore number one and whore number two here don't look like they'll let me" she frowned, clicking her tongue in annoyance as she stared at the two identical females, ""Let me guess! You want to taste my body as well?", she smirked, stifling a giggle underneath her cheeky grin as she readied her body for whatever assault these two circus freaks were gonna give her. Not only were their stances awfully familiar but Tanuki instantly realized the acrobatic skills the twins possessed. Sure, the Asian teenager was an acrobatic savant but these two were definitely going to be a massive pain in the ass..

Without further warning the twins jumped into the air in unison, curling their bodies midair as they swiftly traded places. Landing on the glass riddled floor they zig zagged their way towards the girl. They were quick, silent and cunning but their movements were predictable for someone who has studied their profession her whole life and with a quick cartwheel forward she easily evaded the twin's dual aerial strike. "Oh ...this is going to be fun" she chuckled, flicking her fans open as she begun to sprint straight towards the two clones. A few meters before impact she leaped into the air, spinning with fans outstretched in an attempt to catch them off guard with her 720 twirl.

One of the bladed fans connected with a twin's shoulder blade, chipping at the slender muscle and bone whilst the other managed to dodge it by rolling to the side. Tanuki did not stop however, instantly flipping backwards as she hurled several smoke pellets in their direction. A 1 second moment of silence shrouded the store before the pellets exploded in a thick white haze, completely covering the area of all visibility. This was a mere distraction as the girl pounced over a table displaying T-shirts, quickly tossing her fan in the direction of the huge man's shadow...aiming straight towards what she hoped to be his forehead.

"You better be winning over there!" she hollered at her ally, dashing amongst the dissipating smoke towards the twins who were coughing violently from being so close to the vision blocking smoke. They were vulnerable and one was injured, both twins were muttering under their breath, probably speaking Italian as they shuffled back onto their feet. This was her chance! Gripping a nearby mounted mannequin Tanuki swung her body in the air, spinning around the figure as she built momentum. As the speed built up in her lithe body she let go, shooting forward above the clothes racks towards the twins with legs raised, ready to knock both women out.

The blow connected, the top of her boot slamming into the uninjured acrobat's stomach and clipping the other on her shoulder blade. Pained cries escaped their lips at the same time, their bodies sprawling backwards into the changerooms which shattered from their combined weight. The twins growled in pain, their bruised bodies straggling forward in their attempt to leap at Tanuki...who had now dashed off to her ally's side.

"So how goes the baddies handsome?, she chimed sarcastically flicking her hair ou of her eyes, scanning the scenes before her..

Hrm. Well damn. This obviously wasn't going to be a walk in the park. Donnille knew that just by looking at his opponent. The motherfucker was HUGE. To defeat him Donnille would probably have to use everything he has ever learned and then some. His body was worn down from constant beating he took throughout the night but somehow he was still standing and still managing to hold his own against everything that came his way including this fiendish group of foes who were doing something for some odd reason. "So Lone Star. If thats what you really go by these days. Want me to make this slow? Or do ya want me to break ya in half and toss ya hahahaha" How this guy actually knew Donnille's alias was a little suspect but wasn't up for discussion..

But the way he said it was as if he knew him before that.. Like when his name was Red Arrow. But less on that. Donnille's partner for the moment would speak and it looked like she had her own problems to worry about in the form of two light on their feet assassins. Why did they look so familiar to Donnille? Like he knew these people. When the giant big dude started stomping his feet Donnille smacked his teammate female person whatever lady on the ass before whispering "Gotta run" With those words Donnille charged the giant brute whom was smart enough to reach out and grab for Donnille which caused him to slide under the giant brute before coming up behind him and punching him in the knees causing him to turn around in an angry flurry of flailing his arms about one actually hitting Donnille into a wall to the left.

Donnille quickly started coughing up blood as he knew one of the ribs on his left handside was shot. He felt it he could tell he wasn't going to make it through the night. His helmet had some messed up vision now because it was covered in blood but Donnille could still see. "Aww whats wrong. I broke the arrow?" This caused Donnille to enter a rage as he charged the giant beast and instantly did the same thing he did last time but this time he dropped a surprise. It was 3 tiny bombs that exploded when giant boy over there turned around just like before. The bombs left him disorientated as Donnille quickly pulled out his bo staff allowing for him to strike the mid section of Mr.Brute shocking his nervous system putting him on the ground. Mainly his knees.

With that done Donnille heard something as his female teammate walked up to him... "MOVE." Donnille grabbed the girl as he pulled them out of the way of this giant car that burst through the wall. They would help the brute and the twins into the car before pulling off. As for all of the men in the back they started driving off on their motorcycles screaming out "Retreat, Retreat" Donnille got up quickly and ran as fast as he could with his messed up leg and grabbed one of the goons lately pulling off on his motorcycle and tackled him to the ground as his friends drove off without him. Donnille dragged the man back into the store or what was left of it with a limp with his face visibly destroyed he fell to the ground and leaned up on the wall before grabbing a pack of cigarettes.

As the man he grabbed started getting up Donnille screamed "SIT..." before he lit a cigarette and spoke more calmly before taking his first puff "Down..." Donnille was holding in his free hand a revolver. He was pointing it at the motorcyclist whom was on all fours stopped from getting up. "Look you messed up my night. I assume it has something to do with that kid over there.. Tell me what this was about or I'll blow your brains out." The guy started squealing like a pig instantly.. "That kid man that kid h-h-h--he was suppose to be running some drugs for boss but then you guys showed up man" Donnille stood up and put the cigarette out on his suits facial piece or what remained of it before limping over to the man in question pointing the gun at him.

"Who.. Is in charge?" The man started screaming "PLEASE MAN, DONT SHOOT ME" Donnille put the gun back on its holster before picking the guy up and putting him in a headlock. "WHO.... Is in charge?" The guy started flailing before he spoke "A-aaa-Aron Hines man. Aron Hines." Donnille's eyes opened as he tapped the guy selectively on his neck knocking him out. As he fell to the floor Donnille looked at the girl and spoke "Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm sorry for getting you into this.. That man. Aron Hines. He will come for you. He will try and kill you. He's seen your face tonight. From here on out.. You are a target to him. Do you hear me?" Donnille would say that frantically as he limped next to the girl still dropping blood down his face.

The car that sped through the room was something one does not see often..especially if it has groaning acrobat assassins and huge grill a men thrown in the back seat. The whole squad of motorbikes was impressive as well, she had always wanted a motorbike. Standing with her hands placed on her hips she watched in mild amusement as her less than savoury ally toppled one of the thugs off his vehicle...luckily the bike was not damaged in the process and had idly rolled away next to a wall. I'm definitely taking that home she thought to herself, admiring the beautiful black sheen. Her ally however, was currently interrogating the man he had pounced on...getting as much information out of the terrified gangster as he could.

The weirdo had suddenly posed more of a problem than Yuuka initially suspected. Not only was he kinda sloppy in his fighting, he had dragged her into some gangland war...he even touched her ass, without her permission. For a moment her eye twitched and her teeth grated against one another, this fool legitimately thought he could go around treating her like some cheap whore...but she did not scream, nor did she smack away his hand, she simply leaned in, her lips brushing against his bloodied ear as the whispery vicious words escaped her lips. "Touch me like that again and I will tear the skin off your manhood and castrate you with a rusted pipe" , she snarled, dragging her finger against his cheekbone...making sure he heard every single word.

Hopping off him with a smirk and a devilish quint in her eyes she stalked forward, flicking her hair behind her ear as she bent down to look the blubbering gangster on the floor."Awww I don't think this Aron will want to hurt me..", she purred, yanking the man up with the tie around his neck, staring into his fear ridden eyes as she let her wooing take place, "Tell me...where does this gangster live? Would he by any chance have a mansion and few dollars to spare?", she smirked, stifling some giggles as the man blinked in confusion. She cared not for the drama, or the possibility of some mobster chasing after her...she was already being chased by the Yakuza so some small time crook in New york wasn't that bad.

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! He has girls like you chained up in his room!", he screamed, his voice wobbly from the exhaustion. The comment made Tanuki raise a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, interesting fellow this Aron Hines seemed. Taking in a sharp breath she looked down at the man her face inches away from his own, her big dark green eyes gazing into his soul. "there is no girl like me..I'm one of a kind. He's gonna have to catch me himself", she uttered, the words rolling off her tongue like poison as she accepted the possibility of some american gangster trying to faze her...it wasn't like anything could really shock her up to this point, she had quite literally seen a car drive through a clothing store so not much was to be said.

Slowly dragging her hand down the man's chest and stomach she ruffled around in his pocket removing a phone and the keys to his bike. "You won't be needing these...", she winked, kissing his forehead as she dropped his limp form onto the floor. Staring back at the beaten and bruised vigilante she spun the keys around her slender finger, "Let's get one thing straight. I don't care about this Aron Hines, his henchmen were pussies and easily beaten so why not him? Besides, my face is still shrouded in mystery.." she spoke, caressing the cowl that covered the lower half of her face. This situation was obviously not o good for her ass grabbing ally but she was too apathetic too even care at that moment. He had been called the 'lone star'...a Alias that made her chortle with amusement.

"Now if you have nothing to tell me..I'm going to head home and take a nice long bath", she said rather casually, clicking her tongue as she waited for 'Lone star' to d his best to make her stay...

OOC: Short post sorry

Donnille was officially in panic mode. He wasn't the best when it came to dealing with his father. Killing this girl now would probably be a good decision but Donnille didn't want anymore blood on his hands. Especially innocent blood so he would do the one thing he was sure he could do which was tell her everything about Aron. "Look.. The guy is crazy. He can fight better then me. He can think faster then me he is stronger then me. He is everything I am times 10. Thats a better way to put it.. Not to mention he's my father" With that said and Donnille would start pacing back and forth before walking over to the girl whom he had met this fateful night "I'm going to leave.. You're welcome to come with but you don't have to. My name is Lone Star and anytime you need to reach me... I'll find you. Remember that" With that. Donnille hopped on his motorcycle and waited 5 seconds to see if she would get on before driving away.

Exit

Yuuka stood still with a nuetral expression on her lightly tanned face, her arms folded and hips cocked to the side as she listened to the vigilante's family drama. The man was pleading with her, going on about how dangerous his father was. The sheer look of panic on his bloodstained face was both disturbing as it was slightly amusing...in a morbidly twisted way. She pursed her lips, furrowing her brow as the man became more agitated..fidgeting like a frightened child as he continued his ridiculous description of his apparently homicidal daddy.

Brushing her fringe out of her slanted eyes she gazed around at the mess the gangsters made, whoever owned the store was surely going to need compensation for this level of damage. Clicking her tongue a few times before returning her attention to the man she spoke, a bit softer than her usually sarcastic jeering, "It's nice of you to offer..but I think I'm fine by myself. If he is really your dad then you have some serious family issues you need to work out", she stated, brushing away some lint on the collar of her crimson jacket. "Oh...I'm sure we'll bump into each other sometime..", she said, not entirely sure if she was being serious or not.

The man had gathered most of his things and revved the engine of his bike, staying for a moment just in case the girl decided to join him. Yuuka merely cocked her brow, surprised that he was being so ...nice. But jumping on a motorbike with this man was obviously going to send her on a path littered with more problems than she was prepared to face. Soon enough he had disappeared into the cold murky darkness of the night, the glint of his armor the last thing the girl saw of him before she was once again left alone.

Strutting over to the bike propped against the wall she revved the engine, the guttural purr of the machine filling the girl with giddiness. She may have gotten into more trouble than she had hoped that night but she had managed to score herself a bike...and a possible ally. Not that she would ever admit to something so silly. Gazing once more at the rolling shadowy clouds up above she smirked...of course they were going to bump into each other, it may not be now, or a few months or even several years; something was merely telling the lithe beauty that fate had thrust the two strangers together for a larger purpose, the reason for doing so yet to unfold..

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