The Demon led Yakuza [Inactive]

UnholyRedemption

UnholyRedemption

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Demon led Yakuza - The battle under the radar of society has began. Will you be driven to insanity? or be Saved?


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In this world, the supernatural had always existed within the shadows, lurking as they watched the humans. The mortals remained ignorant to their presence within their lives and those who did encounter them were often assassinated by them to make sure the secret would never leak. So they were never found. The lands were filled with different species, each taking residence within different countries before they began to grow in numbers....

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Amber eyes closed as memories gently swayed through the woman's mind, haunting her barely awake self as she groaned, a pout playing upon her lips. An assassins job was painful mentally more than it would ever be physically. This woman had been raised to be one and it didn't help that she had completed successfully more missions that one could count in her long life time. However, she wouldn't ever deny the faint enjoyment she received from her previous work.


Kiyomi raised a brow as her eyes slid open, her raven locks falling upon a males shoulder as she glanced over at Tsuyoi, curious to his work. The fox demon had been married a long time but she had always retained some of the teachings from her family. She never intruded upon Tsuyoi's work. That didn't stop her being curious to why those dreaded papers consumed so much of his time.


It was early in the morning, the sun barely rising above the walls around the Akumu families compound, bringing a faint slither of orange within the paper doors and it bugged the hell out of the fox demon. She frowned slightly, refusing to move from her position. She was sat next to Tsuyoi, barely awake and leaning upon his side. In her defense, he was comfy and she had every right to use him as a pillow as he was her husband.


She yawned slightly, revealing pointed canines. Her eyes fluttered a few times as they glared at the source of light before sitting up properly, nine tails curled quite contently around her form, occasionally shifting to place themselves in a new position. She reached up, gently rubbing her eyes as black ears twitched upon her head before she groaned. "I hate the mornings." It was definetely the worst time for anyone to deal with the bad tempered woman. Only Tsuyoi was currently able to deal with her at such a time.


Kiyomi stood up, reaching her arms up as she yawned. Stretching for a moment she quickly leaned down to peck his cheek before she exited the Don's office, having hidden all nine tails to leave only one visible. She headed down to the kitchen, listening to the sounds of the other Yakuza members sleeping before she stepped inside the beautifully decorated room. For the next few moments she was carefully making some tea, her eyes occasionally drooping closed before she snapped awake.


Once down she watched the steam rise from the green tea, floating within the air before vanishing from her sight. Sighing softly as she rubbed at her eyes she set them on a tray. "Tsuyoi has been awake for a long time...he could probably do with some." She mumbled to herself quietly, picking up the tray before she headed back to his office.


She stepped inside quietly, slipping through the sliding door as she went and sat back beside him, placing the tray down as she folded her arms, resting them on the desk as her eats twitched slightly. "How can you do this so long?" She asked, looking at the mass of writing typed neatly upon the sheets. The Akumu family was known within the human society as well, running multiple business which only added to Tsuyoi's work.
 
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Lee Onofrio


Lee had been polishing his twin .44 magnum revolvers for the past thirty minutes attempting to drown out the images of his dreams once more that as usual, continued to plague his nights and shorten his hours of sleep. Once satisfied with the metallic shine his guns gave off, he placed them in the holsters at either side of his waist. He then grabbed his familiar denim blue jacket which he wore over a white tank top and a pair of black denim jeans ripped at the knees.


Lee then headed out of his bedroom, which he had acquired only several months ago, for he hadn't been among the ranks of The Akumu Family for any longer then that. He was possibly the newest member, he was unsure of that though. Lee wasn't known for prying into other's business or caring much about anything new that he felt didn't concern him. His particular room was spartan in decoration. Nothing more then a admittedly lavish queen-sized bed with silk sheets, a desk, with a single wooden chair and a two story view from the windows.


Lee had removed several pieces of furniture himself for he felt them to be unnecessary. He had no need of anything so decorative. He was paid well, but most of the money he acquired was stashed and hidden. He may owe the Akumu Family a major portion of his life, but that didn't mean he trusted them or anyone at all. Lee rubbed at his sour eyes. He was always like this in the mornings, but he had grown accustomed to it and he knew the irritation would pass in a few more minutes at most. Lee headed down to the first floor, passing through the halls of the mansion, and heading into the kitchen, just barely missing the wife of the Boss himself, Kiyomi as she turned the corner out of the kitchen.


Lee had never spoken a word to her, though that was nothing personal towards her, he hadn't spoken to anyone really, except in passing. He hadn't really been given a position or a specific task since he had been in the Akumu Family. He tallied that realization to the fact that maybe he was too new, and they were still considering his strength's and weaknesses and organizing what would fit him best. Though even that was nothing more then a guess, and possibly inaccurate.


Lee noticed the obviously interesting decorations of the kitchen, it was indeed fancy though it was too flashy for Lee's tastes. Heading for the refrigerator, he gripped a carton of milk, and poured himself a glass. Gulping it down instantly, he headed out of the mansion and decided to take a stroll around the city itself. Though he wouldn't go far, he was unfamiliar with the area, and by his suspicious and distrusting nature, he would slowly work his way around the neighborhood until he felt more comfortable with his surroundings.


Lee was watching the humans as they went about their normal everyday tasks and he was unsure how exactly he felt about their presence. The only human that had ever crossed his thoughts for more then a brief second had been his mother, but by pure habit he forced the thoughts of that individual out of his mind before the pain of his memories began to threaten to overcome him. He sat at a bench and lit a Pall Mall Menthol cigarette, and stared at the dark morning sky.
 
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"It needs to be done Kiyomi." Tsuyoi said simply. He stood up and walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her, giving her a gentle kiss. "It is not so hard. Kiyoshi will learn how to do it then I will be free." He said gently, no expression but there was love. After holding her for a moment, he walked back to his desk and sat down, drinking the tea.


He shifted through some papers before putting them down with a small flutter.


"They have slept long enough. It is time to get them up." Tsuyoi said. He stood up again and thought for a moment. "Ah..perhaps let Tsubaki sleep a little later. It would do good for her..yes.. perhaps a little more." Tsuyoi added softer. No matter how much Tsuyoi dismissed the thought, it was evident that he had a soft spot for his young daughter.


(@UnholyRedemption @HeartBrokenIceQueen )
 
Rei hadn't really had a good chance to make his presence known in the Akumu family as he had just recently joined. Nervous as hell and curious to know more about the family, he had been reading all the material he could find on the family. To be frank, we was a little intimidated by the family, though letting anyone in the family know that was the last thing he wanted to do. "I just have to hang in there. Until I find out more about myself and why I'm here," he thought pondering how he ended up in such a situation. He remembered escaping barely from some presumably mad scientists that were conducting some sort of experiment on him and then wandering around for a long time before finally ending up with the Akumu family. "Wonder if they'll accept me as part of their family..." he fretted. He decided he wanted to meet all of the members of the family in due time and figure out more about this Salvati family as well.


A memory surfaced in his mind about something known as a pureblood. "Monsters," he thought, "that's what they were, right?... No, no. That's the wrong word for them. Some of them are nice. Except those damn vampires... Why did I hate vampires again...?" Rei was lost in memory for awhile thereafter, and eventually recalled that he was an artificial halfling, a half-pureblood. His memory so clogged at this point, Rei was unfazed by the queer world that was unveiling itself to him through fragments of memories seemingly distant. He spent the remainder of the night letting the idea of halflings and purebloods settle into his mind.


He didn't sleep a wink during the night but he didn't mind, for he realized that if he had slept, he would've been much more restless in the morning than he was now. He got up from his bed and preceded to the kitchen, unsure what he was to find there. "I'll get some water," he thought, "I'm so dang thirsty."
 
"Nikolai, wake up. We're almost there."


Sergei woke his companion seated next to him on the plane bound for Kansai International Airport. As much of hassle it was to fly from Moscow to Osaka, with several stops in between, the two vampires managed to not drink the passengers seated with them. It was a long flight and Sergei opted to have Nikolai seated by the window should the idiot decide to start feeding on the people beside him and jeopardize everything. Sergei was hungry too and there were blood packs available in their luggage, a temporary measure to sate their hunger for a short period of time when they touch down at Osaka, but those blood packs could only be accessed after they have arrived at Osaka along with all their weaponry. Sergei was just better than Nikolai at gritting through the hunger while not looking like much of a vampire at the same time.


"See that Nikolai? That's the thing that kills most of us. Like a woman, she's beautiful but also deadly so you need to be careful around it.....well I do at least."


"Yes, yes, Sergei. Now wake me up when we get to......."


"Osaka?"


"Yes, wherever that place is."


He peered out the window in time to see the early morning sun rise over the horizon, a perfect, bright, and blinding crescent rising to become a searing, hot orb of inconvenience in the sky. It was beautiful to look at but it was also very lethal to purebloods who haven't early gotten used to it, his companion had no problem with it due to being a halfling vampire. He allowed Nikolai his nap and pulled a large brown envelope from his carry-on baggage stowed beneath the seat in front of him. With the aid of the overhead lamp and the rising sun, Sergei thumbed through the profiles and dossiers Viktor himself had sent them.


It was the hierarchical structure of the Salvati family as well as some names that need to remembered and not to be angered. He hadn't noticed that he took much time studying the documents that the plane had already finished its final descent and arrived at Kansai International Airport or at least docking into it. He woke Nikolai up and began to get their carry-on luggage ready, he was hungry for blood but he wasn't about to eat people in such a public place, the blood packs would have to suffice.


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Nikolai couldn't be bothered to understand what the Japanese signs meant, he just made it a point to follow Sergei and hopefully they don't get lost in the process. The PA speaker was greeting the arrival of their flight as Japanese and Foreigners alike spoke among each other making a delicious symphony of beating hearts. He wanted to devour those hearts but knew he'd be a disappointment to the Romanovs if he ever did let his violent nature get the better of him so he kept the rising hunger to himself instead. Like Sergei, they'd have to feed on the blood packs if the Salvati escort didn't make it a point to bring delicious orphans with them.


When they were queuing up for immigration control, Nikolai saw this as his chance to impress his mentor with his command over the English language, though many among the family would argue that is just barely passable and Sergei was still the better choice. Though Sergei allowed him to talk them through immigration, only to get a laugh or two out of it.


"Whatto issu the puropossu of yoh visitto (What's the purpose of your visit) to Dai Nippon (Great Japan)?"


"Yes, we come here for business purposes yes."


"Oukay, How rong wirr you be sutaying (Okay, how long will you be staying) in Japan?"


"We do not know yet, only told that lucrative business proposal come from affluent Japanese family and that we are here a how you say..."middle men" of deal."


It must have been painful Sergei's ears listening to Nikolai struggle at English or maybe that he just wanted to feed already and Nikolai was taking his sweet time over-pronouncing the words. He stared at the immigration officer and gave a simple command, hoping that his vampiric charisma still worked on people.


"We are done here."


"Yessu, yu ar donnu hiro, ar-row me to jusutto cureeru yu thru ando yu mei gou." (Yes, you are done here, allow me to just clear you through and you may go.)


"Spasiba, friend, have nice day."


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Sergei noticed that Nikolai was having a hard time coming up with answers that the immigration officer began looking suspicious. As funny as it was to see his companion struggle in communication with anyone who isn't Russian, they still had places to go and he wouldn't allow some no name immigration officer to have them detained. He used his magic and led them both through the checkpoint.


"I was doing fine, my English is top notch, why did you do that?"


"Why wouldn't I? The immigration officer began looking too suspicious of you and we also need to be at the Salvati estate later today if you've forgotten all about it."


"Tch. Fine have it your way."


The rest was uneventful, they got their bags, went to an isolated corner, checked that their firearms were still in place inside the guitar and bass cases. They also checked if Sergei's Vodka stash was still complete and in one case. When they made it to customs, Sergei used his magic again to wave them through.


At the arrivals area, they were greeted by a well dressed Japanese man, with the sign that has Sergei's name on it. He led them to the parking lot and showed them where the car that will take them to the Salvati was. It was a plain white van that was unremarkable no matter what angle you look at it. Then the short, well dressed man spoke.


"My master has informed me of your.....unique preferences and I hope you enjoy this meal we brought along. You may feast on the way."


He pulled the door of the van open and inside were two very tasty morsels for the Russians. Orphans.....seasoned in defeat with just the right amount of panic, homelessness and hopelessness. Sergei dug in with much gusto on the first one, not really caring where the orphans came from, most likely from an orphanage ran by a defeated rival family of the Salvati.


Today was good day.
 
"You, you murdered her... You made her suffer even when it wasn't her fault! She was human, human and yet you had no other choice but to take her life. She would have died eventually, could you not wait!"


A whimper escaped her lips as she felt the words echo in her mind. Her eyes were closed and her heart beat was frantic.


"She didn't even plan to expose you! She was merely worried about me."


She wanted it to stop, she couldn't take it anymore. His eyes... They made her cry tears of pain.


He raised his hand and with a hiss of anger and with a growl, he slapped her. One claw made its way over her eyebrow, leaving a trail of blood. She felt it trickle down over her eyebrow and she saw a single drop fall to the ground before she went unconscious. Yet she could still hear his screams of agony.





Slowly she raised her hand to touch the scar which reminded her of it and with a sigh she stared at the wall of her bedroom. Four months. It had taken her four months before this dream came back to haunt her. It was as if he couldn't allow her to forget him, to move on and she suffered because of it. To say that Tsubaki was exhausted was an understatement even if she just woke up and with one glance at the time, she stood up from her bed, heading to her closet. No maid was up yet so she would have to make due with a simple robe over her small nightgown. Her hair was dragging behind her as she entered the halls of her home.


She needed to see them, she needed her father. So silently she traveled down the hall separating their rooms, seeing a flick of her mothers hair as she entered the room. Tsubaki was happy that they were awake at least, she did not particularly like the floor. Nor was she a big fan of the cold. Yet as she was about to enter, she paused. She caught the scent of tea that lingered in the air after her mother and hunger took over her brain for mere seconds, making her change direction quickly.


Some apple juice and then she would join them. Maybe a small snack too.


Luckily there wasn't any servants up to stop her or so she thought when she entered the kitchen to meet the sight of an unfamiliar man. Her eyes widen only for a second before she strolled up to one of the many fridges. She didn't spare him a glance; he was a halfling. She was alone in a room with a halfling and it made her silently whimper inside. Of all times, it had to happen after that dream. She didn't even had the chance to relax in her parents presence.


Quickly she took out a small juice box, pineapple it said but she did not care. Her steps echoed through the halls, waking up at least two of the residents residing there. Her heart beat was unnatural and frantic, her eyes wide with fear as she burst into her parents room. She whimpered in pain as she stared at them, tears rolling down her eyes. The pineapple juice was long forgotten as she dropped it on the floor.
 
Kiyomi smiled slightly, hugging her husband back as she yawned, watching him head back to his seat before she stretched her arms above her head. Normally, Kiyomi would be up around noon but today she had woken up early. It was strange. She felt her tails flicker around her, one resting upon her lap while the others curled and twisted till they were neatly behind her. Red nails threaded happily through the silky fur, a smile on her lips. "I know. I am proud of Kiyoshi for taking up the role as heir and for working so hard." She murmured faintly. "And Tsubaki." She cooed, closing her amber eyes. "I love them both dearly."


After a few moments he stood, causing her eyes to open as she watched him. "Shouldn't we let them sleep? Tsubaki is young and Kiyoshi needs his rest if he has to continue working hard." She pointed out, her head tilted as the black fur ears shifted upon her head. She paused, gasping as she turned to Tsuyoi. "Oh! There is a group that has created some trouble. The Salvati? I will go out tonight and see what I can find out about them if you wish?" She asked, raising a brow. Even if she was his wife, she was still a member of the Akumu family.


"It would be good to be cautious of them...the halflings are concerned as well." She mumbled faintly, setting her hands in her lap. "Plu-" She paused, her eyes drifting over to the door as the duo's youngest child stood, tears within her eyes. She blinked before she hurried to her feet and bolted over to the girl, kneeling down as she wrapped her arms around her. "Tsubaki, whats wrong?" She asked quietly, leaning back slightly with worry in her eyes.


It would be a lie to say that Kiyomi had stopped blaming herself for the torment her youngest daughter suffered. Since they got her back and she ended up scared and in such a state that it hurt the women's heart. The white tails shifted from behind her, wrapping around the girl protectively as the ears settled firmly against her head. She still believed it was her fault.
 
Lee Onofrio





Lee had put away the pack of cigarettes after having smoked three or four, he had lost count and he couldn't find the butt's so he had no idea where he had flicked them. He stood from the bench and decided to head home. Home. That word still rang strangely in his mind and when he spoke it, literally felt unfamiliar. Almost as if it had been a new edition to the English language. Lee was back in the Akumu mansion no more then a few minutes later.


He was thirsty once more, smoking always made his mouth dry, so another glass of milk was gripped, and this time Lee nursed it instead of gulping it as he headed into the living room. He found the remote in between a cushion, noticing oddly that he was alone, which didn't happen usually anywhere but when he was in his room.


He had woken up earlier then usual though, so maybe that explained it. He flipped on the television and immediately found the news channel which was running some story about a possible serial killer running lose in the city. He or she had already racked up a score of six bodies, so six victims. The news anchor showed a image of the city with colorful markers to point out where each body had been found. None had been close to the mansion except one, but still, it didn't look as if it was anything significant for the Akumu to even notice it.


Bored with that finally, Lee finished his milk and decided to go seek out the Boss Akumu for a question while he thought about it before he forgot. He found them in what Lee guessed was the Boss Akumu main'f office. Tsuyoi Akumu seemed heavily busy with papers and such at a desk, Kiyomi on the other hand was with her daughter Tsubaki. Lee stared at these individuals, the main individuals who held together the Akumu family.


Still, Lee couldn't help but wonder if they could be trusted. Yes they had accepted him and he was forever grateful, but for what purpose was he accepted was the question that continuously ran through Lee's mind. He still had not been given a specific task to call his own, so he had nothing with which to judge their motives properly. Either way, it was all pointless mind chatter, he would have to stay with them for a long while, he had no choice really. He had to pay back the life debt he owed these individuals who were right before him.


Finally, having considered what exactly to say or ask, Lee gathered their attentions.


" I apologize if you're all busy, but I was curious what I would be doing for the Akumu Family? Positions, occupation, or whatever I can do?" asked Lee.


Lee noticed the younger daughter Tsubaki crying suddenly, so he figured his presence could have come at a better time. Still, he had already spoke his piece, so it was too late to feel apologetic now.
 
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"You, you murdered her... You made her suffer even when it wasn't her fault! She was human, human and yet you had no other choice but to take her life. She would have died eventually, could you not wait!"
A whimper escaped her lips as she felt the words echo in her mind. Her eyes were closed and her heart beat was frantic.


"She didn't even plan to expose you! She was merely worried about me."


She wanted it to stop, she couldn't take it anymore. His eyes... They made her cry tears of pain.


He raised his hand and with a hiss of anger and with a growl, he slapped her. One claw made its way over her eyebrow, leaving a trail of blood. She felt it trickle down over her eyebrow and she saw a single drop fall to the ground before she went unconscious. Yet she could still hear his screams of agony.





Slowly she raised her hand to touch the scar which reminded her of it and with a sigh she stared at the wall of her bedroom. Four months. It had taken her four months before this dream came back to haunt her. It was as if he couldn't allow her to forget him, to move on and she suffered because of it. To say that Tsubaki was exhausted was an understatement even if she just woke up and with one glance at the time, she stood up from her bed, heading to her closet. No maid was up yet so she would have to make due with a simple robe over her small nightgown. Her hair was dragging behind her as she entered the halls of her home.


She needed to see them, she needed her father. So silently she traveled down the hall separating their rooms, seeing a flick of her mothers hair as she entered the room. Tsubaki was happy that they were awake at least, she did not particularly like the floor. Nor was she a big fan of the cold. Yet as she was about to enter, she paused. She caught the scent of tea that lingered in the air after her mother and hunger took over her brain for mere seconds, making her change direction quickly.


Some apple juice and then she would join them. Maybe a small snack too.


Luckily there wasn't any servants up to stop her or so she thought when she entered the kitchen to meet the sight of an unfamiliar man. Her eyes widen only for a second before she strolled up to one of the many fridges. She didn't spare him a glance; he was a halfling. She was alone in a room with a halfling and it made her silently whimper inside. Of all times, it had to happen after that dream. She didn't even had the chance to relax in her parents presence.


Quickly she took out a small juice box, pineapple it said but she did not care. Her steps echoed through the halls, waking up at least two of the residents residing there. Her heart beat was unnatural and frantic, her eyes wide with fear as she burst into her parents room. She whimpered in pain as she stared at them, tears rolling down her eyes. The pineapple juice was long forgotten as she dropped it on the floor.
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Tsuyoi looked down at his crying daughter as Kiyomi bolted to her.


He held his hand to stop Lee from speaking and waved him away. Tsuyoi knelt next to her and just stared at her. Something passed between them that only a daughter and father could understand.


In that moment, even though he did not speak, his eyes told much more. Tsuyoi would be there for her. Nothing would ever harm her ever again. You have nothing to worry Tsubaki.


He gave the faintest smile and patted his daughter on the head, picking her up and embracing her.


"Wipe away your tears." Tsuyoi said gently, giving her a hankerchief.


With one arm, Tsuyoi held his daughter and he turned back to Lee.


"Lee. The next time you wish to speak with me, you are to knock." He said calmly, showing no expression. "Your duties? Do you wish to know everything that is done here? You will start at the bottom and work your way up. You do not ask what you will be doing. You only follow the mission I assign you. Remember that."


Tsuyoi helped Kiyomi back up and held her hand.


"If you will excuse me. Breakfast will be started soon. Be ready to eat." He said and then walked away with his family, not giving another glance at Lee.
 
Rei made his way to the kitchen initially for a glass of water, but eventually decided to also grab breakfast while he was at it. On his way there, he caught a glimpse of a very young girl apparently named Tsubaki. "She's so adorable... After all I was reading about the Akumu, I was beginning to believe they were all bad people. Maybe they have a soft spot in their hearts after all," he thought, smiling to the girl as she past him. She looked sad as she walked away without a word and Rei frowned a little. "Did I say something wrong...?" He wondered if be had done something to wrong the young girl. He worried for a minute and made a mental note to make it up to her in one way or another. "...in the mean time, I'll get some breakfast," he said to himself rummaging through the freezer in hopes of finding pancakes waiting for him.


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Lee Onofrio





Lee watched as Tsuyoi and Kiyomi exited the office with their daughter in tow. Lee knew he was at the bottom of the barrel as far as the Akumu Family was concerned. He was new, he had no say-so or rank or any kind of right to speak out against others. Lee had noticed Tsuyoi had showed no emotion when he spoke, yet intensity had radiated from his eyes. It didn't bother Lee in the least. Lee knew he had no friends among the Akumu, and he was unsure whether he needed or wanted any to begin with.


Still, he had been a little surprised at the bluntness of Tsuyoi's words. If Lee hadn't owed them a life debt for keeping him from the madness, he might've spoke back against Tsuyoi. Lee knew Tsuyoi was a force to be reckoned with, but that brought no fear in him. In his mind, he should've died long ago, so death brought no reaction in him. Yet, the fact of the matter was he owed them obedience, and so he would obey them, until death took him away from this world. He left the office, and headed into the kitchen, where he spotted Tsubaki leaving and the Vampire Half-ling Rei staring after her.


Lee despised Vampires, Half-ling or Pure-Blood. Yet, Half-ling's had earned a special hatred in his heart. One such had murdered his father, and another had murdered his closest friend. Lee stared at Rei, his fists clenching and his temper rising, and yet, only one such detail stopped him from launching himself at Rei. This simple detail was the fact that Rei was apart of the Akumu Family. so what could he do? Lee realized that Rei had noticed him glaring at him.


So, in disgust, Lee left the kitchen and decided to go out and buy his own breakfast. Why eat anywhere near a filthy Vampire?


Troy Shadego





Troy was coming down the stairs from his bedroom yawning, when he noticed the one called Lee Onofrio walking briskly across the hall and heading for the front entrance to the Akumu Mansion. Troy towered over most people due to him being a Onikuma Half-ling, meaning part Bear Demon. He had forgotten to shave as he had to do every morning to keep himself from becoming more furry then the average human. He did not want to stick out in a crowd.


It was a beautiful morning as the sun began rising and peeking in through the closed curtains of the windows. Troy approached a window, brushed it aside and stared at the beauty that was the sun itself. Troy had always had an eye for beautiful things. Troy had been a member of the Akumu Family for 22 years, and had slowly risen to be a Enforcer, or rather Capo in other languages. Troy had never truly become too acquainted with his boss, or his wife or their kids, but he had chalked that up to the fact that family meant everything to them. Troy grinned finally and headed into the kitchen where he noticed Rei was around.


" Hey there" he said, greeting the Vampire Half-ling.


Damon Mafehel





Fingering the bottle of gin in his bedroom as he pouted slightly that it was empty, Damon reached for the only bottle that had even the slightest bit of concoction within. He turned it up and swallowed, and decided to light a cigarette afterwards. He was properly drunk which had been the idea anyways. Staggering and wobbling to the window to open the blinds and curtains, he felt the warm air brush against his face. He knew he was in no position to walk down the stairs and grab breakfast that he could smell had been recently finished.


Damon blew the smoke from a drag on his cigarette up at the ceiling and he wondered how interesting would today be?


" Never can tell" he whispered to himself.
 
Rei remembered how he had sensed a presence not long after his encounter with the daughter of the Akumu family. It was a boy, Lee, who he barely caught out of the corner of his eye. "Why is he scowling...? I must've done something wrong? B-but I just got here...How could i screw things up so quickly?" Rei thought. His mind wandered to a new place of self-concern. He was no longer in the mood for pancakes and so he sat and waited in the kitchen for the others to come to breakfast.


This is when he spotted Troy. "That's the enforcer!" Rei thought, "I better play it smooth around him!" He gulped down the last of his fears as Troy approached him. "Hey there," His voice felt like the sound of a bell resonating and reverberating in his ear over in over again. Rei knew he wasn't very good with people he had just met. He often is awkward at first or sometimes just downright mean. In short, he sucked at first impressions. He took a moment to formulate a response that his racing mind deemed suitable to say hoping to God that it wouldn't come off as rude or awkward: "T-those are quite the muscles you got there big guy. I bet you could crush my skull with those things. W-wait! I didn't mean to imply you are a bad person! I-i just meant-..."
 
Kiyoshi slept under the covers in his small Kitsune form. His tree tails rested over his nose as he slept. Yesterday had been a hard day for Kiyoshi he had trained his hardest and did a good amount of paperwork. His aim with his daggers was getting better and more lethal. He opened his grey eyes and stood up, he made his way to the opening of the covers and popped his head out. He then crawled out of the covers and jumped down onto the floor.


He shook himself as the cool air of the house tickled his fur. He started to walk out of the room forgetting he was in his Kitsune form. He heard voices up ahead and blinked, it sounded like he had slept in and people were already awake. He let out a sigh as he walked into the kitchen. Where he spotted most of the family, his mother, father and sister as well.


He noticed his sister crying in his mother's arms and he shifted back into normal form. He felt his protective instincts kicking in and narrowed his eyes. He walked up to his mother and looked up at her "Why is imouto crying mother?" he asked.
 
Troy Shadego





Troy chuckled at the nervous attitude of the Vampire Half-ling Rei. The young boy, man, whichever, Troy had no idea how old he was. When it came to Half-ling's and Pureblood's, looks rarely matched age.


" I'm probably the nicest person you'll meet in the Akumu Family currently" said Troy.


Troy was always amused at how people looked at him because of his size and strength. Though his one true weakness due to his great strength, was the fact that the speed of his movements suffered for his strength. This boy Rei could possibly move twice as fast as he could, even if he was greatly weaker physically. Troy patted the young individual on the back and then began to inspect what his meal might be as he began to notice something was bugging Rei. He thought he might should ask what was on the young man's mind. Troy then tossed a nod to his boss Tsuyoi, and his wife Kiyomi. They were good people in his opinion. 22 years they had employed him. 22 long years. Troy looked once more after Rei.


I'll get to that after I eat Troy thought to himself.


Lee Onofrio





Lee had headed to a sandwich shop where he bought himself two Bacon, Lettuce and Tomato sandwiches with ketchup and to drink he got himself a Mello Yello. An American sentiment. After he was satisfied, he wondered what he would do with himself today. It seemed business in the Akumu Family was a little slow or maybe he had joined up at the wrong time. He was unsure exactly whether he was accurate in that thought or not.


So he did the only thing he could do. Head back to the Akumu Mansion. He entered the front door a few minutes later and he heard several people in the kitchen. Conversation was to be heard, but Lee paid little attention to it. He was headed back to his room when he noticed a individual who was obviously intoxicated with booze staggering down the stairs.


It was the Half-ling Damon Mafehel. Half Basilisk half Human. A Snake Demon in short.


Lee had never knew such a type of demon existed until he met Damon not too long ago. Damon suddenly noticed Lee in his drunken stupor and he grinned at Lee. Lee stared back, his face straight and emotionless. Lee didn't trust Damon, but then he didn't trust anyone. Yet Damon was special. Lee always got a cold chill off of Damon. Despite the ready smile Damon gave, Lee knew he was a heartless as any killer who walked the planet.


Lee brushed past Damon and headed back upstairs, he had no interest in a conversation with the man. Yet Damon gripped Lee's arm before he was completely out of reach. Lee, a bit alarmed turned to stare Damon in his odd eyes. A Ice blue with lime green pupils. No, Damon couldn't mix with a human crowd merely because of his eyes. They would give him away every time.


" What?" Lee said as calmly as he could muster.


Damon grinned again.


" You....you're always....so anti-social....chill out my friend" said Damon, his breath smelling of liquor.


Lee jerked his arm out of Damon's grip and proceeded back up the steps once more.


Damon Mafehel





Damon chuckled as he watched Lee head back up the stairs. Damon wondered how him and the Kitsune Half-ling would function together in the same household. It didn't really bother Damon, and yet it was still an interesting thought. Damon shrugged and entered the kitchen, his balance almost completely off as the liquor still effected his motor skills. Damon noticed Rei the Vampire Half-ling, and Troy the Onikuma Half-ling. Then he noticed the Akumu Family's main branch themselves. Tsuyoi the Boss, Kiyomi the wife of the boss, and both of the children it seemed.


It would be interesting to see what they were like when they were of age to function as apart of the Akumu Family's roster of employed personnel. Interesting indeed.
 
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After his chat with Troy, Rei felt a little more at ease with the Akumu family. Maybe there wasn't anything to be nervous of there. He sighed a sign of relief thinking of all he had left to do in the day. "Tsuyoi, our boss. Maybe I should talk to him." He looked over to his boss and closed his eyes. He would talk to him once he returned to his office. He heard that he was a busy man. He figured that by heading to his office, he could hopefully help him with his job. He personally never realized the naivety of his wish as he headed for the door of the Akumu office.


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Kiyomi bit her lip, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she brushed the hair from her face. She worried about her daughter but she felt quite weak as she was unable to help her as much as she wished. Her eyes stared at the small tiger girl quietly before she smiled, reaching down to take the girls hand, her other locked with Tsuyoi's. "Cheer up Tsubaki-chan." She whispered softly, turning to Kiyoshi when he appeared a few seconds later.


She smiled in return to the boys presences. Her first child and the heir to the Akumu. "Tsubaki must have had those dreams again Kiyo-kun." She replied, motioning for him to follow them as they headed to breakfast. On their trip she caught sight of many of the halflings, making her raise a brow to them. 'Are they not coming for breakfast?' Kiyomi and her family had always had a soft spot for the halflings. This was a story they hide from the world though, only the Akumu family knew.


Reaching the large kitchen she raised her arms above her head, releasing the hands she held to stretch. She never had the tolerance for the mornings. Now wasn't an exception. Walking over to her usual seat she slumped down, ears twitching as she peered from behind her arms to them all. Then she sat up properly. She should at least act proper right? Although in her case she was tempted to slump on the table and sleep. Sweet, Sweet Sleep~.


Looking over at them all she smiled although it appeared much more like a smirk upon her lips, showing pointed fang like canines. "So!~ Come on! Lets just eat already~" She chimed happily. She enjoyed eating in a group after all so she would all ways get excited once awake about it. "Oh, Tsuyoi, can I take some of the members with me? When I check out the Salvati that it?" She asked, leaning back in her chair till it leaned back. The woman was excited for this little 'mission' she had created.
 
Damon Mafehel





Damon had noticed Lee exit his room only a few moments later, his face sweating as if something was bothering him. This interested Damon's sometimes sadistically curious nature. He followed behind Lee who didn't seem to have noticed him. Yet this was not a surprised to Damon. He was a complete master at stealthy movements. When Lee as in the den where a small library as well as a large television set rested with a lot more assortments of fancy furniture, Damon came in behind him and shut the door closed, making it a bit loud on purpose.


Lee turned around and seen it was Damon and he immediately put a deep set scowl upon his face.


" What the hell do you want?" asked Lee nearly spitting the words out at Damon like the venom of a snake.


" Well to be honest, I'm curious about you" spoke Damon, as he began to walk around the furniture of the den, but staying a slight distance away from Lee.


In Damon's opinion, there was no need to tempt the obviously temperamental Kitsune half-ling anymore then necessary. Or well, at least for now anyways. Somethings had to be handled with finesse, and Lee could turn into a big problem if his mind was delved into deeply to quickly by Damon.


" Curious? What do you mean curious?" asked Lee, disgust and confusion warring on his face.


" Well, I know little about you really, but I have observed you enough to know you have more of an interest in those revolvers of yours then you do any kind of personal connection with another living being. Yet you are not like me. You can feel emotion whereas I can't, and this intrigues me on a scientific level perhaps" said Damon.


" You're interested in me because I'm like you and then in a certain degree I'm not? You're a twisted individual to think I'm anything similar to you!! Leave the den, or I'll give you another hole to breathe out of" said Lee, his face turning red, and Damon sensing a confrontation drawing nearer.


This was something he had wished to avoid altogether for the moment.


Damon faked to turn around and leave the den, even going as far as to open the door and step a foot out, then in a quick flash of movement, he gripped a dagger from under his shirt which had been laced with the poison from his own body and he let it fly from his hands towards Lee's chest. Suddenly a loud burst of sound was heard and Damon blinked in surprised when he seen the blade he threw thud into the ceiling, and Lee gripping a single smoking revolver.


That fast? Oh I'm so interested now.....he somehow was quick enough to draw his weapon and shoot my dagger out of his direction....





Damon hadn't counted on that, but he was by all means even more intrigued now by Lee Onofrio. This wasn't over.


" Next time, I keep my promise of that second hole I mentioned" said Lee, his voice quaking with anger.


Damon grinned, but he nodded and gladly left the den.


" We'll speak again" he whispered under his breath out of Lee's earshot and then he closed the den door behind himself. Yes, maybe the Akumu Family wasn't so boring after all. 
Lee Onofrio





Lee watched as Damon exited the room closing the door.


" I'm beginning to hate him" Lee snarled to himself as he knew nobody else was in the room with him. Lee chuckled suddenly though, as he realized that Damon had made things somewhat interesting for the time being. Still, how much of a problem would Damon be for him? Lee had made a promise to the Akumu Family that he would defend it with his life, which meant Damon as well. Lee kept his word, but still, how difficult would Damon make it for him?


Once he had calmed down for the majority, he was headed downstairs to see exactly who was up and moving around out of curiosity when he caught sight of Troy Shadego, the Onikuma-Half-ling. Troy waved Lee over to him and with a sigh not wanting to be to rude, approached Troy near the window.


" So how are you settling in?" asked Troy.


" Fine I suppose?"sad Lee, unsure how to exactly answer that question.


" Good, good, good. Kitsune Half-ling correct?" asked Troy.


" Yeah what about it?" asked Lee suspiciously.


" Well, You must have some fire elemental gifts, which I've never seen you use" said Troy.


" I can't control them properly, so screw 'em" said Lee.


" Maybe Mrs. Kiyomi can aid you in training?" said Troy, in a tone that made it seem like he was thinking or talking out loud to himself, not talking directly to Lee.


" The Bosses wife? Fat chance in that. Besides, I don't want any help. I'd rather learn myself" Lee spoke stubbornly.


Troy shook his head in what seemed to be disappointment.


" Well, you have an attitude like that, you'll more then likely never master you're abilities" said Troy and then he walked away leaving Lee by the window alone.


Lee scowled, yes Troy most likely had great wisdom of the inner workings of the Akumu Family, but Lee didn't like the idea of owing anyone in the Akumu Family anymore then he already did.
 
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Tsubaki Kamiko Akumu


Tsubaki didn't have the chance to tell her mother that she had one of those dreams again, neither did she have the chance later on. All she could do was nod and wiped her tears the moment they stepped in to the kitchen, seeing her brother. She couldn't help but smile at him slightly as she held onto her mothers hand and her fathers shirt. It was a habit, to hold onto her father whenever he was near. Yet even when she felt the hollow eyes staring at her, haunting her in her mind; she could not show it. She wouldn't show it. Tsubaki was not comfortable with the fact that she may damage the Akumu Family's reputation and thus she replied quite indifferent, yet gentle to her brother. "Onii-sama, I'm fine. As Okaa-sama mentioned, it was merely that dream again."


She hoped her brother understood that she would come to him if she needed him, glancing at the members to indicate that their presence didn't make it ideal to talk about her dream. Even worse for herself, she glanced down on what she wore. It wasn't near appropriate for someone like her but Ran and Sayuri were unusually late today. Sighing she sat down on her seat, and once she was seated; her posture was perfect. Most of the other maids and servants had woken up, the chefs having already prepared the breakfast.


Sayuri & Ran Akiyama





"Ugh, my back hurts like hell... That plane seriously needs to adjust to the customers needs!" Ran angrily muttered as she stretched her arms while rubbing her back. Sayuri on the other hand couldn't help but giggle at her sisters antics while Ran gave her a small glare. She didn't understand how hard it was for her to take a nap with that damn belt on, or even worse when that lady told her to remove her tail-thingy. Tail-thingy she had called it! Tail-thingy! It made her explaining that she needed her 'accessory' on at all times hard until she told her that she was on an errand for one of the many companies owned by the Akumu Family.


"I feel like an old lady, which I technically am but still! That doesn't mean I have to go through back-pain so early! I'm still young!" Ran cried out while staring at the sky with her hands wide open as if she was blaming someone. That made Sayuri laugh so hard that she thought she would die from lack of oxygen, but luckily she didn't. Instead she kept on teasing Ran until they reached the compound and carefully she carried the package in her hands to her masters room. Though once she reached her destination, she didn't find exactly what she was looking for.


Sayuri expected to find Tsubaki asleep or perhaps, maybe about to wake up but no, she found an empty room instead. The bed was in a mess, the pillow was wet and the only thought that crossed her mind made her shiver. It couldn't be, could it? "Oi, Sayuri, hurry up! I need to prepare a tray of breakfast for Tsubaki-sama before she wakes up. Pineapple or orange juice? Which do you think she'll prefer today?"


"I... I don't think we need to worry about that right now. She is with Tsuyoi-sama or Kiyomi-same for certain." A sigh filled with sadness escaped her as she stalked over to the closet to see if the young mistress had dressed herself. Ran on the other hand shook her head at the mention of Tsubaki's whereabouts. She couldn't help to say that she hated herself when these things happened, after all, she wasn't of use to the mistress during such times.


"Oh... Ran-senpai, Sayuri-senpai! Good morning." Ran looked up to see Liza, a sphinx and also one of the newer maids, with a small polite smile. She gave them a small bow before turning around to return to her duties. Yet she didn't have the chance as Ran caught her shoulder. "Do you perhaps know where Tsubaki-sama is?"


The girl nodded with a questioning look in her eyes before telling them that she last saw Tsubaki-sama heading for the kitchen. The girls thanked her before heading of themselves. Sayuri was still carrying the package with much care until they reached the dining area. With one glance at the scene, they found themselves to be rather crowded with not only halflings but new ones at that. "Tsubaki-sama, Tsuyoi-sama, Kiyomi-sama and Kiyoshi-sama. We, Ran and Sayuri Akiyama, wish you a good morning."


The girls bowed deeply to their master and her family, greeting them as they had every morning before giving a concerned look at Tsubaki. She herself gave them a questioning look, wondering where they went. "Tsubaki-sama, we are sorry that we left you this morning as we were on a flight from the U.S., we have also acquired the new red kimono from Mister Lester in the process. As you wished, this was tailored to your size and instead of white and red, it is black." Ran proceeded to mention their trip from last night while she let Sayuri reveal the kimono. Tsubaki had mentioned wanting to get one from Mister Lester last week, and the sisters had planned the trip since then. They had planned to return before Tsubaki had the chance to wake up, but obviously they failed.


"And we have also acquired the gift for Kiyoshi-sama, Master." Sayuri added quietly, looking down on the floor as to show respect. Tsubaki smile brightened at the thought of an distraction, and a good one at that. Yet her concern grew deep as she noticed dark circles under the girls eyes. And their worry for her was easy to detect. "Don't worry, you haven't missed too much. I'll dress in the kimono once I finish breakfast and Ran, please send the gift to my room for now. Once you return, get the blood-kit."


The young girl's voice was firm and absolute, not letting them intervene with her decisions as she turned to her brother with a glint in her eye. "You are not allowed to ask about the gift just yet, Onii-sama." She teased him before turning to her father with a small smile, inching her fingers to his shirt to hold onto until breakfast was over.


[Pink/Ran Purple-ish/Sayuri Green/Tsubaki Purple/Both of the twins Blue/Npc+other players]
 
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Tsuyoi glanced at his son and heir. He didn't react but greeted his son quietly.


"Are you not supposed to greet your mother before asking questions?" Tsuyoi said calmly to Kiyoshi. He turned away and sat down with Tsubaki.


He glanced up as Ran and Sayuri entered.


"Where were the two of you?" Tsuyoi asked quietly. His face still revealed nothing so it was impossible to tell what he felt at that moment. "Tsubaki had another one of her dreams and ran to us. So I will ask again. Where were the two of you?"
 
Kiyomi, while waiting patiently or at least what you could call patient for the Kitsune stared at Tsubaki, her eyes wide and her lips agape. The question mainly was why she had a large amount of shock written upon her delicate features. Of course, the only way such a thing would ever appear from the woman was due to her husband or children and in this case it was Tsubaki. 'My little girl is growing up....' The woman felt her eyes water as she pouted, one leg crossing the other.


After a few moments she felt her composure drop, her head resting upon the table's edge as she whined. 'This is not fair!!' The temptation to go and completely obliterate something overcame her and the elder Kitsune only felt her eye twitch in the corner. "Tsuyoi! Tsu-chan is growing up!" She declared, clearly unhappy about that. "She is not allowed to do that! She's my youngest child!" She whined, throwing her arms up dramatically before sighing. The soft murmur of "I wonder if I could turn them back into babies or at least keep them this age" Passed her lips.


Then she saw the two maids, giving a soft smile to them both. "Oh!~ Yuri-chan, Ran-chan!~ Welcome back!" She cheered happily, already her mood had been concealed by her fox like mask and it left a dark presence around the woman. When Tsuyoi replied to Kiyoshi she pouted, folding her arms. "Psh! He has no need to be formal with me. They are far to cute to be doing that anyway." She added with a happy smile. She turned to Kiyoshi. "Son, do you want to come collect some information with me later?" Pausing she nodded her head. "Oh! Ill ask Lee-kun and Troy-kun to come as well!~"
 
Rei stands in the hallway in front of the Akumu family's office thinking about various things. Who was he? He didn't quite know himself. Is everyone in the family as nice as Troy was? Maybe if he actually went to breakfast, he could get to meet everyone. Know who to avoid and who not to avoid. But there were multiple problems with eating breakfast with his new family. Rei was never really good in crowds of people numbering more than 5 after all. Also he was afraid that Lee and Tsubaki might be there. He figured if he wanted the truth out of them, then he would have to do so in a more private setting. He'd rather not get in a quarrel on the first day with either one of them in front of the boss. Oh no, that would be bad.


Before he could conclude what he wanted to do either way, his head pulsed. "Oh no..." he thought, "this again... I remember this. I must've touched my sword..." sure enough, his hand has subconsciously placed itself on the hilt of his blade and the blade began to radiate a darkness that engulfed his hand and clouded his mind. He couldn't move his hand. Not until the sword finished working it's magic. "I have to get out of sight. I can't let anyone see me..." He ran into the office and locked the door behind him. "It's a special sword isn't it? yes... It screws with my head...Damn! How could I be so careless now?! It's alright, I just have to hold myself back..." Rei analyzed his situation. He looked around the room looking for some place to hide. The best he could manage was the desk. He managed to dash under it before the effects really started to set in.


Before him, he saw the whole room collapsing. An earthquake was happening and as debris fell from the roof, the whole thing beginning to collapse. Before he knew it, the whole house had fallen down and he was surrounded by complete darkness. "I can't move, it's just a vision," he said, his heart rate rapidly rising. For a moment, there was silence. Finally, he saw a kitsune appear in the darkness. A very familiar one. The very one who he had watched die in front of his eyes. "Seraphim!" he shouted reaching out for her. She reached back with a comforting smile on her face. Rei, feeling relieved, forgot he was hallucinating it all.


Before their hands met, a giant hand came and swooped up Seraphim from where she stood. It was a giant demon. Rei stumbled back shaking as he saw flames erupt from the giant red figure's body. A sinister laugh came from the beast, so loud that Rei felt his ears ringing. The piecing, yellow eyes of the demon met with that of the terrified kitsune. "Save me, Rei!" she shouted. Cold tears ears like razors flowed from Rei's eyes as he watched, trying his best to hold himself back remembering vaguely that if he drew the sword, something bad would happen but he couldn't recall what with his unstable mind. Slowly, the demon began tearing apart Seraphim, limb by limb making Rei cringe each time at the sound of his friend's excruciating pain.


He brought his hand to his mouth in order to suppress his screams as tears flowed faster and faster down his cheeks. Unable to close his eyes, Rei kept watching as his best friend again died in front of his eyes. Finally, he was able to move his hand off his sword and he again returned to the house of the Akumu family. Feeling dead, he continued to shake and refused to move. "Not again," he thought, "not again." Finally, he muttered to himself, "No one must know, no one can know..."
 
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Claire Kaziyama


Even though Claire was Half Human and Half vampire, she tended to lean on the vampire side and stay up 24/7. She would sleep whenever she wanted. Weather it was Day or Night. She had her breakfast already so she had to wait for lunch. Right now, Claire was leaning on the wall outside of the Salvati home. Lets say, she was a guardian of some sort. Her blue eyes scanned the area for anything out of the ordinary. Nothing seemed unfamiliar to her. Without the power of high senses, she was more alert then a full vampire would be. Seeing as the senses took after her mother, but she did pick up the sense of smell for blood pretty strongly. So that would be the only time she can tell if anyone or anything was close.


Sitting there with her sword at hand, she waited for the Salvati family to awaken for the day just as she did. There is nothing to do in the morning. Mornings are simply boring for my taste. Though, I do wish I could have a bit of fun and fight someone. Oh how I miss those times. What more could await me? she thought to herself, starting to get lost into her thoughts, but she broke out of them No way am I letting my mind wonder and let my guard down. I need to stay focused.


Claire decided that it was best to go inside and just relax. She was always tensed up and never relaxed. This had her wondering why she was being all tensed up every single moment of the day. Nothing ever came to mind about it. Nothing worried her but death. Something that she never wanted to face. Looking off to the side, she put her sword in her sheath and walked inside, going to try to find a way of relaxing other then just laying in bed. Maybe feeding would, but she couldnt wonder from her master for too long. So she was stuck here and had to wait for lunch.
 
Troy Shadego


Troy finally felt that breakfast was finished being prepared so he decided he would make his appearance. Entering the kitchen, he noticed the mass of people who had gathered. The new influx of recruits had somewhat crowded the Akumu Mansion slightly, and yet Troy was happy with that. He settled down at the long round table and he stared across the table towards Kiyomi, and then he remembered Lee's stubbornness. That pride of his would get him nowhere except a readily prepared grave sooner or later.


Maybe he could learn from that mistake though if given the right push. So, when his plate was handed to him, he spoke up cheerfully.


" Everyone enjoy their meal's, I know I will!!! Since when does the Akumu Family cook's EVER fail to produce good food? Never to my knowledge and it's been 22 years!!!" roared Troy with good spirits and good humor and cheer.


Troy finished his food quickly, as he had always ate like a savage beast, as was the Onikuma way. Then he prepared to have his talk with Kiyomi. When he felt it was the right time, he approached Kiyomi as she was fiddling with her two children. He felt it wasn't exactly the most opportunistic time, since she valued her family above all and disliked distractions from them. Still though, Troy felt Lee truly needed this push in the right direction.


To let it go might doom the future of Lee. Despite Lee's poor attitude, Troy still cared for the Kitsune Half-ling as apart of the ranks of the Akumu Family.


Troy tapped Kiyomi on the shoulder. She gave Troy her attention and so Troy quickly explained the case of Lee before she returned to her kid's needs.


" Mrs. Akumu, sorry to bother you of course but I think I have some kind of favor to ask of you. Lee, he's a Kitsune like you, I think maybe he would benefit from you're teachings if you could get through his thick skull that he need's the help" said Troy.
 
UnholyRedemption updated The Demon led Yakuza with a new update entry:


Salvati

Unfortunately, the one playing the Salvati Don is unable to do so any longer. Of course this poses a lot of troubles as we at least need a boss for this opposing side. So, I need to know if anyone is willing to create a new boss for the Salvati Mafia. This is absolutely necessary as we need both sides Don's claimed.
On a side note I have thought a few things through. Since this is one of the few RP's I have made that has actually worked or people have taken an interest in I might...
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The drive to the Salvati compound took a while. It was obvious that the place was not in Osaka. Sergei was slowly savoring his delicious orphan while Nikolai had already finished his, now the young halfling was giving him bitter looks. Each time Nikolai would lunge in to grab a bite from the woman in Sergei's hands, Sergei would swat him away. It was the young halfling's fault for being too greedy with his own meal, a supple teenaged girl, well all that was left was shriveled skin and bones. Nikolai was thorough with his drinking.


"Ha! You're stupid for wolfing down that meal Nikolai!"


"Then why don't you share yours, Comrade Sasha?!"


"Who taught you that name?"


"Why don't you ask who didn't?"


"Why don't you wash that filthy mouth of yours with my high quality Moscow Vodka?!"


The two of them were arguing in Russian, much to the confusion of their Japanese driver. The poor man thought that those two were about to rip each other's throats out and then he'd have wasted so much gas for a team of supposed "experts" gutting themselves before the Big Boss even told them what their role in the glory of the Salvati was. Thankfully for the driver, the arguing stopped when the blonde haired one offered the black haired one a drink, then he thought that maybe the Russians just sound so naturally angry. Like his Chinese cousin who spoke Mandarin and lived in Shanghai. He swore that that cousin always sounded pissed like all Mandarin speakers sounded like, when in fact he was simply saying "thank you." He noted that they were nearing the Salvati compound and decided to notify his Russians guests about the development.


"Anou, Misutah Serugei ando Misutah Nikurai, we arro nea the Saruvati Commupound. Onry faibu minits giveohtaek. Purease getto ready foh yoh miyuting wid da Biggu Bossu."


Nikolai had a confused look to his face while Sergei finished up his meal and wiped his mouth clean. Sergei had heard enough butchered English in a variety of accents to know what the driver was saying. Sergei mentally laughed at the obvious lack of understanding his companion had possessed of the English language, obviously young Nikolai only ever knew English from TV shows. Sergei was more contemporary, he learned English through video games. Most of the Mafiya members in Novgorod think he's hard at work in his offcice when in fact he was simply exploring the realm of Skyrim as the Dovahkiin or trying to level his Typhlosion who he firmly believes is the best pokemon around he was able to turn his little pocket monster to be an IDGAF badass, no one needed to know this side of him... at least not yet. He began his gaming career when the first playstation was out and has been a staunch supporter of the Sony brand. He was half expecting to see the offices when he arrived in Japan, he had more than one reason to be here anyway.


The white van stopped in front of a blonde girl who looked like she was standing sentry of the gate. Sergei was sure this was one of the family bodyguards. They needed to be treated with utmost respect, specifically a bottle of Vodka from his never-ending supply. The driver was urging them to go down and told them that the dog was harmless, she only ever barked more than she bit, at least compared to the two killers forged in the flames of World War II. Nikolai slid the van door open and hopped out, once again looking to showcase his talent in the English language. Sergei wanted to stop his companion but realized that both of them had the tendency to butcher the language.


In his best Japanese impersonation, Nikolai began greeting the sentry. He bowed before he began butcher the English language


"Herro, maiyu neimu issah Nikurai. Disso issu Serugay. We come fromu Mada Rasha. We arso commu in innu pisu. Yes?"


Then Sergei had to step in before his companion shamed himself, Sergei, the Romanovs and possibly all of Russia. So Sergei did his part in butchering the English language as well.


"My friend he is, how you say, moron yes? He think he can make good English spokening, I say I make better English spokening. Anyway, you like Vokda, I give it you anyway. Now where is big bossman? Driver man says that you know way to Salvati bossman."


Sergei passed her a bottle of Vodka from within his jacket, it was never a wonder why some people thought it looked bulky but for the people close to Sergei, it was as usuall as waking up in the morning. He took her hand, placed the bottle in it and closed her hand around the bottle for her.
 
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