{small note = ' ' means thinking out loud (along one self), " " means speaking directly, ~~ means setting/space change)
15 July 2016
‘Fuck fuck fuck, what the fuck am I doing. Feeling a panic attack he begins to sweat ten folds. He glanced in between random directions, hydro pumping the air, breathing in agony. Trying to focus back his senses he put his right hand on his chest, tightening it as soon as the pedestrian sign went off. For the first time ever in 14 years, Muze experienced a very slow motion of time, as if time stopped itself, and his eyes bulged as he began to reminisce about the past.
~ ~ 5 years ago
It was a sunny day in Tokyo as Muze found himself admiring the beautiful landscape that made him go ‘Whoa’ and it was disrupted all of a sudden by a devilish intense melody that swarmed the mansion like a void. The orchestra is played back and forth against a set of angelic tunes like a symphonic concerto. It was a grand performance.
“Hey Muze, grab me some water and cupcakes”, a wrinkled man with a thick mustache pointed towards the opposite direction of where Muze is standing.
“Sure, but you promised me that I am not going with Mom for grocery shopping tomorrow”
“Yes, yes, you don’t need to remind me every time we talk” the man sighed.
“Oh and I won’t babysit…”
“Yeah whatever, just get my drink”
“Ok Grandpa Phil”, Muze smiled as he walked out of his grandpa’s sight.
“Kids, these days..” the old man chuckled to himself.
~
“Vroom crash !” (truck kun crashed lovely grandpa next day) (it has to be.)
~
*during the funeral*
“Grandpa …”, Muze thought to himself. A sudden familiar warmth enveloped him with two huge arms crossed his chest and shoulder.
“It’s okay … you don’t have to force yourself ..”, his mom tried to calm him but Muze felt the effort of putting up those words without having any sort of weakness. He turned around and hugged his mother and cried out loud.
Muze loved his grandpa, whom he felt most connected with. His mother and father are often overseas (work) which makes his grandpa the only family member he had. Going to school was a gratifying occasion, because he can lessen his boredom and pain if he was left at home. His pain of loneliness of a son that deserves more affections were haunting him in so many ways. His grandpa was a magnet that repels those loneliness and sadness. He was always there in place of his parents. He taught him so many things like folding an airplane, telling him bedtime stories, and even smaller things like “don’t forget to brush your teeth” , words that were normally spoken by parents. This is why Muze felt that his grandpa is his only ‘parent’ and friend he had.
~~ 15 July 2016 ~
“Argh !” as the sign hit the 5-second mark, he dashed across the street and ran into a dark spooky hallway. He leaned against the wall gasping for air. He quickly opened his backpack Grandpa Phil got for him for his birthday last year then took out a huge plastic bag of thick white fragments. His nose began to shake, his hands trembling. He held the plastic close to his face and then with a wobbly gesture he flung the plastic with a right hook motion deep inside the dark hallway.
‘Whoosh’
*Pant* *Pant* *Pant*
Muze inhaled deeply and at the moment of his deepest breath, he began to remember the bad memories as the granulated fragments clustered on his face. Eventually, he fell onto his knees, huge globs of sweat dripped to the ground, he could feel his consciousness fading away.
“Fuck how did this happen …” and not long after, he fainted.
--- July 2013 ---
“Please Mom, I don’t want to move to Tokyo !” Alora begged.
Her mom let out a deep sigh, “there is nothing we can do. Dad has to move for work.”
Alora stared at Enemsi until wrinkles form on the forhead
“...”
“What? You don’t seem that bothered by the fact that we have to move school in another country”
“Not really. It’s called being mature, Sis, you’ll understand soon ... or not.” Enemsi grinned vexatiously.
“Hmph. It’s just because you don’t have friends here.”
“Friends are just temporary, plus, Tokyo has lots of good schools, compared to here at least. Oh, the food too. That doesn’t sound so bad right?”
“Wow, you really are annoying. Just shut up.” with an aggrieved look, Alora stomped upstairs while crashing her Mom along the way.
“Ah … what to do about that?” Enemsi smiled.
“Stop bothering her. I’m sure she’ll understand the situation soon enough. You should stop teasing her once in awhile.” Mom frowned.
“Well, sorry.” Enemsi smirked.
“Is she on it again?” Dad came downstairs clutching a suitcase on his left and a coat on his right.
“Always” .
“Well, we can’t blame her. En, start packing today. We’re moving out next week.” said Dad as he walked towards the door.
My name is Enemsi. I was 14 when I moved to Tokyo. Now, I am 17 years old living with my younger sister, Alora and my older brother Toby. You know the saying, the second sibling always have it rough. I don’t really agree because I am not a stubborn narrow minded person in the family. I’m just the stubborn. Anyways me and sis are enrolled in ‘munfa academy’ which is like the top 5 academy in Japan. It is kind of a prestigious school but i couldn't care less because life in any education institute is boring. It’s like a prison; the only action was to wait until you are truly free. (narration)
~~ 26 July 2017 ~~
DING DONG the school bell rang.
“Good morning everyone, Welcome back, I hope you had a good summer break. I am your homeroom and Mathematics teacher, Emerson Saw. Please call me Emerson Sensei. I am 26 years old. Today we have a new student transferring here” as his voice toned down, he glared at the new student as if he was straight out calling him to introduce himself.
“Hi my name is Enemsi Chanak. I love dogs, and I play football. No formalities, just call me En.”
“Okay settle down everybody” sensei spoke in a high pitch voice. “Hmm and you, go find an empty seat.”
“...” Enemsi walked towards an empty seat in the last row.
“Woa the new guy looks really intimidating.”
“He looks like a brat.”
*murmur*
“Alright, today we are going to pick the class pres..”
“Sensei.” a girl with long straight hair so dazzling it became the center of attention, captivating everyone’s stare. .
“Yes? This interruption better be good.”
“Why don’t the new student be the class pres”
“.... Hm not a bad idea.” Sensei chuckled, “ Alright, you are the vice and he is the Pres. Now let’s move onto the class. Get your books out…..”
The girl stood there dumbfounded. A very annoyed expression showed the class a bit of laughter.
Enemsi stared at the girl, ‘ ah the typical classic annoying degenerate girl. Man fuck this shit.’ His eyes then locked onto the teacher, ‘ this one is more annoying. The ‘who the fuck cares’ kind of teacher. Anything as long as he finds it convenient. Man, this class is a shit show. What the fuck am i doing here.’ as his mind wandered away.
~ ~ ~
After the homeroom ‘preach’, many students began to walk their way to Enemsi, they do not even feel any shyness towards the new student.
“....” Enemsi is in a deep thought when he got interrupted by someone’s presence.
“Umm… nice to meet you. My name is rudy welcome to Tokyo, I assume you are not from here?.”
“So new guy, where are you from anyways?” another voice annoyed Enemsi.
~~murmur~~
The girl that interrupted the teacher in the morning had her legs crossed on her chair and led out a culpable expression. She stared at the crowd 2 seats behind her and groaned.
‘For fuck’s sake this is getting out of hand’
Enemsi tilted his head, stood up and bow showing the Japanese tradition to respectfully and politely decline something, at least that’s what he thought, as he exit the classroom and when his foot stepped out to the corridors, he turned his head to take a good final look to the girl that caused him the trouble earlier this morning.
“..... ”
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Meanwhile ,,,
In the Tokyo center police department, lieutenant Ruji was drinking his favorite tupelo honey mead when a fine lady dressed in a casual friday attire, wearing fashionable glasses, pounding the lucky floor with a red stiletto, entered the lieutenant office. While having both her hands behind her back, she greeted
“I don’t think it is healthy to be drinking that much in the brightest time of the day”
“Well nothing nicer to go with in the middle of the day.”
“Lieutenant” she uttered as her chin touched her neck.
“Lady Barbara”
“So the case has been given to division 4?” as she raised her chin.
“Well the general has stated his words”
“Sigh.. any other division would do, that fukin trouble ass weirdo is up to no good.”
The lieutenant raised his eyebrows, “..... is there a problem with division 4? And who is this weirdo?”
“The captain of division 4, Maki. Well we go way back but she is the type that always causes troubles.”
“Hm. Well, division 4 is among the strongest divisions so it might just be a good call by the general.”
Barbara then noticed a slight presence walking towards their direction.
“Reporting in, division 2 Captain Obio.”
“Captain obio.” Lieutenant replied as he lit up his cigar.
“I have received a report that the suspect of the case, Andre Mouton, is being held in the Nishiki district but he had planted a time bomb on his own body.”
“Shit this matter is going worse and worse.” Lady Barbara sighed.
“Are there hostages?” The Lieutenant blew his cigar.
“Yes, 15 people are being held hostage and around 25 people are within the range of the blast.”
Lieutenant Ruji glared at the window and took a deep breath,
“Once again, you cannot kill this guy, he is our only lead. So no one goes ripping his skull… the lieutenant moves to the window and takes off his peaked cap, “Tell lady moore to help with this case.”
“Lieutenant! You ca ..”
She could not finish her sentences because her lip went numb. No, the chill and menacing expression shown by the lieutenant halted her. It’s those eyes that hold such power over the authorities.
Lady Barbara turned her gaze away from the lieutenant and tried to analyse why lieutenant Ruji wanted to get help from someone who has deeply hurt the lieutenants' reputation in the past events. The lieutenant is on bad terms with the A-9, also known as the assassins imperial squad. The government has a lot of strong connections and due to political and influence purposes the government hired assassins to fulfill their dirty work. The assassins were nobodies, which should be regarded as something dangerous since no data information can be searched easily. The A-9 is known to be skilled, quick-witted, and relentless; willing to do anything necessary to fulfill their mission. They had never failed a single mission and that is a reason why the lieutenant wants lady moore to help, and the reason Lady Barbara was startled. Lady Moore is a government official that supervised the A-9 and organized them behind bars.
“Lieutenant you told us to not kill the suspect, but he might as well, if it’s them.”
“Lady Barbara, Even if I detest Lady Moore and the way A-9 handled things, they always fulfill their mission, plus she still owes me a favor.”.
Lady Barbara fell into deep thought.
‘Is that really it? That is way too unreasonable. She knew nothing would change his mind and it would be a waste of time especially when a lot of lives are in danger.
“Pardon me lieutenant for not thinking it through.”
“...”
“So ? What are you waiting for, go inform lady moore.”
The captain of division 2 and lady Barbara noodded at the same time
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That night,
*knock knock*
“Come in.”
“The mission was a success. The suspect is now held in R-1 (name of the room). The general is asking for your presence, sir..” Lady Barbara reported.
“ Hmm… Must be something important. Is he waiting in his room? ”
“Yes. He also said to bring Lady Moore.”
“ … Fine. Good work today.” the lieutenant fixed his hat as he exited the room.
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“I can see where this is going,” Ruji light up his cigar.
“Yes, I need a team lieutenant, a team that can be on par with the A-9, a team that possesses special abilities that can help us in the field.”
“General, are the divisions not sufficient? We have a strong trained divisions led by ..”
“It seems you don’t understand what’s on the line here lieutenant.” Lady Moore interrupted.
The lieutenant eyes became fierce, he stood still, closing his eyes for a brief moment and exhaled deeply, “ General, is there a reason for Lady Moore to be present here as well?”
“If not for the assistance from one of the member of A-9 you would have to trouble yourself further in solving the mission. Let alone your division would most likely to fail to secure Andre Mouton. ”
“Excuse me? You still owed me a huge favor, and what is more important than saving lives? Stop acting high and mighty in front of the general. Don't even try.” Lieutenant spoked calmly.
“Do you not hear what I just said? Are you all talk and no ears? You would have failed without me period. I can’t believe the so-called legendary lieutenant is acting so reckless.”
As both parties became more heated, the general cleared his throat and joined his hands together. “A-9 is not something you can abuse. The higher ups won’t sit tight having the A-9 used for our missions. Today I'm doing you a favor, Lieutenant, by taking responsibility for this, but we need to have a solution if such danger takes place again or my reputation will be stained.”
Of course, the lieutenant could solve the case himself but, the A-9 could have solved it quicker with almost zero casualties, which is the right way to go. However, having these thoughts only sparks the hatred Lady moore has over Lieutenant Ruji.
The general nod his head and spoke,
“Ruji, this new squad will be a specialized force that helps in solving dangerous missions that the divisions cannot handle. Their missions are not given by you or me. The higher up requested this sort of thing to not happen again (using the A-9). So I suggest an idea during the meeting with the higher ups; the idea is to have our own specialized team. Quirks or abilities are possessed only to those who are destined to make a change in this world. Ruji, see to it from another angle, we can further our force and give back to society. We can save children and more upcoming victims.
“ … With all due respect, I wished it was that simple, general”
“Come on lieutenant, don’t be too naive.” Lady Moore stood up. “ I can’t be doing your job every single time.”
Ruji pondered for awhile, ‘It finally came to this huh.’
The lieutenant calmly spoke,
“I shall try my best to have this new squad ready soon.” Ruji denoted in a flat tone.
“I have a few candidates for this, but out of respect for your reputation, you can choose them yourselves.”
“I will get the team ready soon.” Ruji bowed slantly.
“Good.” the General crossed his arms, "Oh needless to say, but make sure to gather a strong team."
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