What happens when the greatest Devil Hunter of Japan takes on the greatest evil of England? Devil Hunter Yohko: Spring-Heeled Jack By John Shearen Based on Mamano Hunter Yohko Created by Toho/Madhouse Forward: The Writing on the Wall.... Hello. A friend of mine mentioned that he was trying to write a story about an argument that he heard. He explained that he caught by the hand of fate one night; walking down the streets of Yokosuka, Japan (the city we live in), there was an argument between two fairly drunken Japanese women on the subject of murderers (hey, I realize that this is Japan that I'm talking about, but unless you've ever lived in Yokosuka, you won't understand--call it Nerima lite). That normally didn't catch his attention, until one of them got on the subject of uncaught murderers, such as the Zodiac Killer in Los Angeles, and of course, Jack the Ripper (there were others that she'd mentioned, but at the moment, he wasn't totally listening to them anymore). With that in mind he started to write this story. Unfortunately, he was in the middle of writing _Tales Of Shampoo_. Since he did not get past the Prologue, he thought that I would give it a chance. So here goes, my first so called published story. Many thanks to Stephen P. Ryder's _Casebook: Jack the Ripper_ web page for his inspiration and exhaustive research. For those interested, it's at *http://ripper.wildnet.co.uk.* This is written with an English accent due to the fact that the story takes place in England. All the characters from Devil Hunter Yohko are copyright by Toho/Madhouse. All other characters are copyright by John Shearen and Rob Barba. Prologue: He'll Do, He'll Never Be Done To Eight little whores, with no hope of heaven, Gladstone may save one, then there'll be seven. Seven little whores beggin for a shilling, One stays in Henage Court, then there's a killing. Six little whores, glad to be alive, One sidles up to Jack, then there are five. Four and whore rhyme aright, So do three and me, I'll set the town alight Ere there are two. Two little whores, shivering with fright, Seek a cosy doorway in the middle of the night. Jack's knife flashes, then there's but one, And the last one's the ripest for Jack's idea of fun. That was the inscription written in blood on the wall in the Whitechapel district of the city. Slumped against that wall was the corpse of a young Japanese woman, a tourist who'd undoubtedly come to see the sights of London. Well, she'd seen a bit more than she'd ever bargained for. Now, she'd never see anything else ever again. Bloody hell, the detective present thought. _That's the eighth victim in the last three weeks. We have a serial killer on our hands; killing Japanese girls and using the quotes of Jack the Ripper. Truly odd, that: these girls are tourists, not ladies of the night. And for what purpose would a sick, demented man use the name of Jack the Lad, anyway?_ She took another drag from her cigarette, then tossed the fag away. Tonight was turning out to be one of the worst nights yet. But, that was already expected for the Special Patrol of New Scotland Yard. The SpecPat, as the wags had labeled them, were the equivalent to the Special Crimes units that the Yanks had over in the States. When first assigned to the job, she saw no need for them; crime was nowhere near as violent or common as it was in America. Two years since, she was convinced otherwise. As always, she patted the gun in her jacket for comfort. She was continuing in her investigation of the crime scene, when somebody called to her. "Rei? How goes the investigation?" Reiko Nakano, loyal subject of the Crown, born in Manchester of Japanese immigrants, looked at her partner with a look that told him the 26-year-old woman had seen far more than she'd ever wanted to. "Oh, fairly piss poor, Nigel. I just shan't wait to see the headlines in the _Daily Mail_ tomorrow. 'NSY Fails to Capture Jack the Ripper Again.' We'll be made the patsies once more." Oh, the media had a field day with this. From the moment the London Times had screamed _'The Return of Jack the Ripper'_, the situation had become a feeding frenzy. Even the usually staid BBC had gotten in to the act. Her partner, Nigel Cummins, placed his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Rei me lassie. We'll catch him yet, and not even the finest barrister in the Kingdom shall save him." He looked at her with his dusky brown eyes as he ran his fingers through his strawberry blonde hair. Looking back at him, Rei knew that was a sign that his end came up fruitless. "No witnesses again, eh?" "Not a one, Rei. No one would speak up in any event. They're all afraid of retribution by Spring-Heeled Jack." He motioned to the medics to transport the body to the morgue. "Well, let's finish here. I wish to get back and file my report; then I have to go home and be comforted by some of Emma's wonderful supper." He thought for a second, then offered, "Would you care to join us?" Rei smiled as always when he said that. Nigel's wife's cooking skills were legendary; no one could make a Shepherd's Pie quite like she could. It was just as well that she and Emma were good friends, as well. Now, if Emma would only stop attempting to match make for Rei, things would be quite grand, indeed. "I would be honored, guv'nor." She curtsied in her sense of humor, and Nigel did a Japanese-style bow. They chuckled softly, then returned to their work. It would be a long night, and if they didn't complete what was at hand, it would only get longer. Chapter One: A New Horror Spring-Heeled Jack winks an eye; he'd spotted his next target. The young lady stepped out of the carriage and walked three blocks to her flat that she had rented while she visited friends. Her soft-soled sandals barely made a sound as she walked along the cobble stone walk. She didn't notice that she was being followed. Whenever the dark haired girl turned and looked behind her, Jack quickly hid in a doorway. Umi was in such a good mood that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going. When she realized that she made a wrong turn, it was too late. Jack was there and the next moment, she dropped to the ground without uttering a sound. Jack laughed as she wiped the blade clean. The sound was a combination of the Joker, Jack Nicholson and Dr. Frankenstein. Several people near by had chills running down their spines as the sound reached them. A bobby started blowing his whistle as he heard the wicked laugh. Rei looked at the crime scene and read the inscription written in the dead girl's blood. Here lies number nine. Fair but far from maiden. The edge was mine. Laughter may frighten little girls and boys. This is but one of Jack's tricky toys. From the look of things, this was not a copycat. Since the last murder two weeks ago, Rei studied as much of Jack the Ripper from the archives in NSY. Either someone was playing Jack or he had returned from the grave. All the cases were still technically open since they never caught him but had not been touched in the last hundred years save that of criminologists, researchers, and Ripper enthusiasts. Between her and Nigel, they were being chewed out every morning that they had the case. _If I ever catch the sick bastard, he is going to pay dearly for this,_ she thought as her partner sidled up to her. "Well, looks like the chap did it again. I wonder how many have to end up this way before Tokyo tells their people not to come here?" he asked as he placed his right hand on her shoulder. Her reply was a shrug. "Who knows, Nigel. I just want to go back to bed and wish this was just a terrible dream." Running her hand through her hair, she added, "I want to catch the arse that is doing this." Anger ran through her body as she tried to keep calm. "I know that NSY is one of the best, but if we don't find the bloody bastard soon, I might have to call in a few markers I have scattered about." Changing to a lighter subject, Rei asked, "What was on your table tonight?" "You should have given us a ring. Emma made her Shepherd's Pie. She did mention a young fellow you might be interested in-- supposedly he just started working in the mailroom last month. She wanted me to ask you to join us on Saturday if you haven't made plans." "Darn, that is the day I have to wash my hair." Together they laughed as the medics took the body away. "I am going home to think this out. See you anon, Nigel," Rei said as she walked to her car. Nigel watched as his partner left. He felt closer to her in four years than he did with his previous partner of seven. As he drove home, he thought that if he hadn't married Emma seven years ago, he would have liked to be with Rei. Life plays weird games on people. ==|------- Spring Heeled Jack watched the two inspectors from a dark doorway down the street. He figured that prostitutes were an old game. Now since London had attracted young foreigners, he would change his victims. As they drove off, Jack headed back to his flat across the Thames. _Life is good to those who think about what he would do tomorrow,_ he thought as he walked along the river. London was his favorite town--nothing was ever dull around foggy, dreary old London. The fog was the greatest asset to him, his only friend and ally to be counted upon. Normally, he would follow his prey for a few days and then strike on a foggy night. This time, he was very lucky. The girl almost had a chance to scream before he slashed. ==|------- Back at her flat, Rei fixed herself a pot of herbal tea and sat down in front of her notes. She knew every word on each page, a result of one too many damn nights on this case. Still not satisfied, she read them again, this time adding the newer notes. In the back of her mind, she knew who was behind these killings but did not want to believe them. Too bad Sherlock Holmes wasn't around--she could use a bit of his help about now. Pushing her notes to one side, she picked up the receiver and placed a call. "Operator, I would like to make an overseas call to the States," she stated when the voice on the other end finished. "The number is 612-555-9162.... Yes I'll hold." "Hello," a deep voice said. ==|------- "I have an overseas call from London," the operator said. "By all means." "John, I could use some of your wizardy," Rei said. "I heard about the spot NSY is in, but I didn't know you were involved," John Hancock said. The two of them spent two years in the St. Paul, Minnesota Police Academy, the benefit of an INTERPOL exchange program. Rei eventually returned to London, while he remained in St. Paul. During those two years, they were more than friends. Neither of them wanted to leave the other but didn't want to hinder their careers. So now they called whenever they got the chance. "I am up to m' neck. If the chief isn't on my back, it's the newsies." For the next thirty minutes, Rei passed all the info she had along with a few wild hairs. Just talking to him brought back fond memories. "Have you settled down yet?" "I have found a wonderful job here. There is so much that I want to tell you but there isn't enough time in a day. All I can say is that Liz, Tom, who's almost four and Marcy who just turned two, are doing fine. Tell you what beautiful, let me check a few things here and I'll call you in a couple of days." ==|------- "Thanks John," she said as she replaced the receiver. "Damn girl, if you talked any longer, you wouldn't be able to pay the bill," she exclaimed aloud as she stood up. Before going to bed, Rei set her clock for five am. ==|------- Nigel poured himself a double brandy and sat staring at a reproduced Rembrandt. He was so lost in space that he did not realize that his wife sat on the arm of his chair. _How many more will there be before he is stopped?_ Every time he strikes, more than the victim gets hurt. Emma ran her slender hand through his fine strawberry blonde hair. Facing her, he smiled as if he wanted to leave the world behind. "What is the matter?" Emma asked. She knew that SpecPat was not an easy job. During the hardest cases, he always drank a double when he needed to think. "There is a crazy bastard out there that is imitating one of history's worst murderers. We don't know when he will strike next. But, instead of ladies of the night, he's picking on Japanese tourists. Now I have to persuade the Chief to talk to the Minister of Justice." Setting his snifter down, he wrapped his arm around her slender waist and pulled her into his lap. "What kind of wicked thoughts are going through your head, Mr. Cummins?" she asked with a lusty tone. Kissing her on the lips, he answered, "Just what any husband thinks about doing with his wife, Mrs. Cummins." Taking her in his arms, he stood up and carried her to the bedroom. ==|------- The next morning, Rei was at her desk as Nigel walked in. >From where he stood, he could tell that his partner did not get enough sleep. Instead of her usual business type outfits, she was dressed in a pair of denims and a pullover. Her clothes stated that today she was going to do a lot of legwork. Nigel was not planning on leaving the office at all until quitting time. "Nakano, Cummins," a strong voice called, "In my office." Both looked at each other and instantly regretted coming to work. Neither of them wanted to be called into the OFFICE. Together, they walked in and sat across from the CHIEF. From his outward appearance, a person could not tell his age. Being close to fifty-five, he looked more like forty. Dressed in a double-breasted twill brown suit with a white shirt and a multi striped tie, he looked comfortable being behind a desk, the very epitome of the Saville Row stylist. "Tell me the status of the investigation?" "Sir, so far we have had nine Japanese tourists killed in the last month. There have been witnesses and very little evidence to go on, except..." Rei paused. In her heart she didn't want to say what her mind had been telling her. George White sat and stared at the two across from him. He knew that he intimidated his people and that they feared him. No matter what he did, he could not change that. "Except what, Miss Nakano?" "Except that he acts like Jack the Ripper, chief," Nigel answered. "I already knew that, Mr. Cummins. I also know that he made a mockery out of us back then and this fellow is trying to make one out of us now. What I don't understand is what you are doing about it." George said quietly. "Sir, I called an old friend of mine last night, and he said he will get back with me in a few days. Hopefully, he would provide us with some insight," Rei said. "He's an officer in the States with this kind of experience." "Good, that is what I wanted to hear." Turning his attention to her partner, "What about you?" Nigel blanched. "If you don't mind me saying sir, I suggest a word to the Ministry about limiting Japanese tourists into England until he is caught." "Now that is something I didn't want to hear. Luckily, the House of Commons has already discussed it with their Ambassador. Even the Queen is strongly supporting that idea herself." Standing up, he walked around his desk and faced them both, "What I suggest, is that you both take the next three days off and come back on Friday ready to shed some light on this matter." They looked at him in surprise; they'd expected three days of straight office work, instead. He clarified, "I hate to have my crew all tied up in knots that they don't think clearly." Reaching over his oak desk, he pushed a button on the phone. "Maggie, I don't want to see Rei and Nigel--" this was the first time he used their first names, "--in the building until Friday." Facing them, he added, "Now get your arses out of here until then." Thanking him, they walked out of his office. Rei picked up her notes before leaving. Nigel just walked out. "Since we have a few days off, why not stop over," Nigel suggested as the reached their cars. Turning to him, Rei responded, "Thanks, but no. I am going to my folk's cottage in Lancashire. I need a break from all of this. I'll give you a ring when I return. Thanks for the offer though." "Any time luv," he stated as she climbed into her Opel. ==|------- Rei stopped at her flat long enough to gather a few belongings before leaving. One thing that she missed over the years was a good country drive. The air smelled a lot cleaner than in London. Stopping at a petrol station for fuel and food, she called Nigel. "Nigel, I just thought of something. What if the perpetrator isn't a male?" Nigel facefaulted. "I never thought about it that way before. Your question leads to more questions. I might have some- thing useful upon your return." After hanging up, she paid her cheque and continued the drive. The rest of the trip was uneventful, except she had to stop to allow a flock of sheep to cross the road. Turning off the main road, Rei drove down a gravel lane that was surrounded with trees. Upon arriving, she sat looking at the cottage for a few minutes. Actually, a person couldn't call it a cottage. Actually, it was a small mansion. Five master size bedrooms, six full baths, a swimming pool, guesthouse sitting on nine acres of well-manicured grass. "Nice to see you again, m'lady." Roger stated as he opened her door. Roger Smythe worked for Rei's family for over forty years, a butler without peer and a virtual member of the family. His short brown hair was streaked with gray. His greenish blue eyes noticed that this was more than a vacation for the young lady. "Thank you Roger, who else is here?" she asked. Taking her bag, he replied, "Well there is Susan in the kitchen, Marcus out back cleaning the snow off the walks and Lisa organizing the den. If I am not mistaken, Susan is fixing baked pheasant for dinner," he added as they walked inside. "Thank you Roger. If you would be so kind please put my bags in my old room for me. I want to wonder around and relax a moment or two," Rei said as she stretched. "I'd be more than happy to, m'lady. Should I tell Susan to put another plate on the table?" "If you would. It is good to be back," she said aloud. "It is good to have you here again," he remarked as he carried her bags inside. Walking around to the back, Rei remembered all the good times she had during the summers of her youth. She used to run and play all day in the gardens, making daisy chains and having tea parties with her friends. Kicking the light dusting of snow with her feet. Marcus Wells had his back to her as he cleaned the snow off the patio. There were only four years difference between Marcus and Rei, with Rei the younger. Gray streaks could be seen in his shoulder length medium dark brown hair. Every time he moved, his back muscles would bulge. Overall he was a handsome man. The only drawback was that he preferred men. Still a few feet away, Rei asked, "How are you today Marcus?" Marcus was startled so badly; he dropped the broom on the deck. Facing her, his bright blue eyes widened and a smile crossed his thin lips. "Fine, thank you. How are you doing?" "I have felt better," Rei replied. "I feel like a stroll around the grounds," Rei added as she started walking on the cobble stone path. Leaving him to his work, she headed to the rose garden. With each step, she felt the pressure of the last two weeks seep from her. A light gentle breeze blew her thin raven hair about her face as she entered the garden. In the spring and summer red, yellow, white and several mixtures of the dainty, delicate flowers would fill the garden with sweet scents. Sitting down on the gray marble stone bench, Rei let the smells relax her as she tried to forget the mess she left behind. Being lost in thought, she did not realize that it started to snow once again. Absentmindedly, Rei started to hum one of the opening songs from _Ranma1/2_. It was the only anime she enjoyed from Japan, but she wished that she could get the subtitled version-trying to understand Americanisms could get confusing at times. Getting up, Rei headed back to the house, noticing for the first time, that the sun moved an hour westward. Marcus was putting the cleaning tools away. "I guess I'll have to remove the snow in the morning again." "That won't be necessary Marcus," she said as she headed into the house. Susan was still in the kitchen fixing dinner. The last time they met, Susan was still in high school. Five years had not changed the young redhead. Dressed in a pale blue apron, Susan looked up from the chef's counter and smiled. "You look like you could use a tot of the liquid," she said as she wiped her hands on the apron. "I see you can still see through me." "Lass, I always will. There hasn't been that much changed in the last several years. I can still remember that time you came here from college and you just broke up." Rei winced at the memory. "You know where it is kept," she added as she started slicing tomatoes for dinner. Smiling to herself, Rei walked over to the liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of Glenfiddich. Pouring herself a double over ice, she replaced the bottle and walked back into the kitchen. "Susan, I would like to talk to you about my latest case." Susan looked up from the cutting board. The expression on her face gave Rei a cold empty feeling in her guts. "There is no way in the world that I want to talk about it. I have heard enough on BBC. 'Tis bad enough that the newsies are full of the awful crimes in the city. I shan't listen to what you know. The best thing is to forget about it until you have to go back to London." Susan began cutting up a cucumber and completely ignored her friend. Dejectedly, Rei headed up to her room and drained her glass. For the last several years, her room had not changed. Small stuffed animals were placed about the room. Bright yellow curtains hung by the windows. Matching comforter and throw pillows decorated the double size bed. A picture of her and John sat on the nightstand. Somewhere a thrush warbled. _If I keep myself at the cobbles, I shan't be able to solve this case. I hope Nigel and John can come up with something._ "Well Rei, you might as well unpack," she said to herself out loud. As she put her things away, she thought, _I wish my parents were still alive. I could talk about everything and they would provide some insight or provide some reassurances. Now, the only ones I can rely on are John and Nigel._ ==|------- Nigel walked into his flat and dropped unceremoniously into his favorite chair. Kicking off his shoes, he started cursing. Never in his career had he been sent on vacation while working on a case. Nothing upset him more than not being able to do his job. Every day, Nigel looked forward to going to work; to him, being on the SpecPat was working for the Queen herself. Life in NSY was good, better than being a bobby out on the tiles. There was never a time that he felt uncomfortable...until now. For the first time, Nigel felt uncomfortable. Instead of sitting in his flat, he would rather be either on the streets or at his desk. Picking up the remote, he turned on the telly. For the first time in decades, he actually began watching daytime television- mostly reruns of _Yes, Minister!_ or _Mr. Bean_, or in this case, _Rumpole of the Bailey_. Within the first five minutes of the program, he knew what was happening and what would happen next. Getting bored, Nigel switched channels. Finally getting disgusted, he shut it off and headed out to the yard. A robin greeted him as he stepped outside. "Hello Robin," he began as he sat on the stoop. "Where is your mate?" The bird chirped twice and flew off. Left alone again, Nigel paced back and forth trying to figure out what went wrong. All of a sudden, a doorbell rang. Nigel stopped in mid stride to listen if it was for him. Once again a doorbell rang. Walking around to the front, he noticed a telegram truck parked in front of his house. As he turned to his right, a young man about twenty with his yellow hair tied into a ponytail. "Are you Nigel Cummins?" "Yes." "I have a letter for you," he said as he handed over the letter. "Please sign here," he added as he brought up the signature board. A quick scratch of a pen Nigel signed his name and accepted the letter. Looking at the envelope, all that was written was Mr. Nigel Cummins, 4435 Sudsby Lane, Eastwick. The lettering was type big and bold. Walking back into the house, he opened it as he sat. Mr. Cummins, I hop dat yu ar havin a farely good day. I was figurin dat yu might hav found me by now. Mayhap yu dident see me as I watched yu and yur pretty partener the day yu found dat pretty yung Japnes girl. Donet fret non, I will make shur yu hav mor dan yu can handel. I best git goin. Hav to find me a nuther pretty yung Japnes girl. Spring Heel Jack Silently he cursed as he grabbed his coat and ran out of his flat. Jumping into his car, he floored the gas pedal and spun the tyres as he took off. Within moments, he was inside NSY. The Chief came out of his office as Nigel came in. Before anyone could say anything, Nigel handed over the letter. George White turned as pale as his very name as he read. "When did you get this?" "About fifteen minutes ago. I was out in my yard when the Telegram lorry pulled up," Nigel explained. "Are you telling me that you made it all the way from your flat to here in fifteen minutes?" George asked as he realized how fast Nigel drove. "Sir, I know that I probably broke almost all the traffic rules getting here this fast, but I figured that this was of great import," Nigel stated before turning around and headed out of the office. "Just where are you going?" George called after him. Facing his boss, Nigel answered, "I am going to get my partner. She asked me a question before she left and I am ready to give her an answer. So if you will excuse me sir, I will be leaving." Getting up from behind his desk, George walked up to him and replied, "Nigel, I know you two want to get this guy but give it a few more days and let's see what rises up, ok?" Reluctantly, Nigel agreed. _Damn him. Doesn't he realize how badly I want this arse dead? NO I MEAN DEAD AS IN DEADER THAN A DEAD DOORNAIL DEAD!_ Nigel wanted to scream bloody murder. Everyone that gave him a glance quickly turned their attention elsewhere. Hours later, Nigel arrived back at his flat. Emma was sit- ting in front of the telly. One look at him told her that he had a very bad day. This was the earliest he ever arrived home from work. Before she could say a word, Nigel kissed her forehead and said; "I have been placed on three days leave." He knew the next thing she would say; "Chief thought it best if Rei and I took a couple of days off. She called before leaving for her family's retreat this morning. She did agree to come over this weekend though." Taking his hand, Emma led him over to the sofa and gently pushed him down. "Nigel, whatever happens, I don't want to lose you. Please don't go off on an odd lark. You are well aware that you can tell me anything in the world. But I have an idea: since you have a few days, why don't we go see her? I know she could use the company as well." Taking her hand, Nigel pulled his wife down into his lap. "I knew there was a reason why I married you." Looking in her eyes, Nigel noticed that sparkle Emma had when he proposed to her. There was not a hint of sorrow or pity, just love. Once again, he felt like he did on his wedding day. Kissing her on the lips, they started to get frisky. So much for dinner, they thought as their clothes came off. ==|------- Rei sat down at the table with Roger and Susan. _I am glad to be away from all of the pressure of the city. Now I know why my parents wanted to be here._ Rei said to herself as she started eating. During the entire meal, they talked about her family, friends and would be suitors. Not once was her job mentioned. For Roger and Susan, that was a relief. They did not want to hear anything more about the grizzly murders. All in all, the meal was one of the best she had in a long time. To her, cooking isn't all that it is cracked up to be. She would rather eat out than fix a decent meal for herself. ==|------- Meanwhile, somewhere in Whitechapel, a grin flashed in the darkness. The fog would come soon, and with that ethereal cold gray would come a flash of hot red. Chapter Two: A Devil of a Time Somewhere across the planet, two girls were walking across a school campus. One was dressed in blue jeans and a striped sweater. The other was wearing a gray skirt and a white blouse. They were so engrossed in their conversation that they did not realize that they were being followed. If they paid any attention, they would have noticed that the young girl was busy scoping out the schoolyard. Suddenly, she stopped and let out a yelp. The two girls ahead of her turned around. "Azusa, what on earth are you doing here?" the girl with the strange hairstyle asked. Rubbing her backside, Azusa replied, "I wanted to know where you went to school, Yohko." Running up to her friend, she gave her a hug that almost squeezed the breath out of them. "Well, you better be getting home before mother finds you missing, young lady," Yohko stated with a touch of sarcasm. "We have to be in class in five minutes. As it is, I am almost flunking out of college. I cannot afford to miss five minutes of school. We will talk when I get home." At first the youngest girl looked like she was going to cry then changed her mind. "Hai! Mata ne," she said before running off. "I wonder what that was about," Chikago Okagawa, Yohko's best friend and Devil Hunter Business Manager said as they headed to class. Yohko wondered the same thing. Of all her classes, criminology was her favorite. Upon graduating, Yohko wanted to be a Criminal Scientist. Of all her classes in high school, psychology was her favorite. In addition, she also favored theological and occult studies, courses that were wonderful for Devil Hunting but had no actual bearing on say, real life. Chi followed her wherever Yohko went in case there was a contract that needed to be filled. To her, hunting devils was a profit maker, since she didn't have to take any risks. Risks were left up to Yohko, Azusa, Ayako and the other Azusa, whose name Chi could never remember. ==|------- After arriving home from school, Azusa went up to her room to study for her math test on Monday. She was so wrapped up in her studies that she didn't hear Yohko walk into the room. Sneaking up on her partner, she gently tapped the girl on the shoulder. All that could be heard in the neighborhood was a blood-curdling scream that sent shivers down the residents' backs. *"You scared the life out of me!"* Azusa yelled at her friend and partner. Yohko could not help but burst out in a fit of laughter. "I couldn't help it. You had your nose in the book so far that you didn't hear me call you to dinner," Yohko said when she could breath again. "You know how Grandmother is if we're late for dinner." Azusa nodded and put her pencil down. Together they walked down to the dining table. "How was school?" Sayoko Mano asked as the girls sat. "Did you find a boyfriend yet?" Yohko's mother had an impish gleam in her eye. "You should be able to find at least one good looking fellow at that school you go to." Yohko ignored her mother as usual. Ever since she was fifteen, her mother wanted her only child to experience the joys of womanhood-preferably, as soon as possible. _As usual, she keeps asking the same question every other day. Sometimes, even twice a day._ "Daughter, you should let your daughter find out about womanhood on her own. It doesn't help her if you continue to try to run her social life like the disaster you call your own," Madoka Mano said as she retired from the table. "Besides, she isn't like you...thank the kami. I wanted you to carry on the legacy of the family. But NO, you had to go out and start enjoying that pleasure earlier than you should. At times you should have been like Yohko." Now was the time to make a strategic retreat, and as soon as possible before the fisticuffs began. Yohko and Azusa headed to the den and hit the Control, Alt, Shift, and F12 keys on the keyboard simultaneously. Immediately the floor began to sink into the ground, becoming the elevator to the Training Room of the Devil Hunters. As they rode down the elevator, they could hear the two adults going at it. "I still don't understand them," Azusa said as they entered the training area. "I had to live with that longer than you did and I don't understand it either," Yohko stated as she walked over to the far wall. Stepping into the sparring section of the room, Yohko called forth her Soulsword. "Feel like practicing our katas?" Somewhere between the time they entered the basement and the time they came up-a span of a few hours--the argument had ended. Each thanked the heavens that they did not have to hear the whole thing. On the way up to their room, the phone rang. "Moshi, Moshi," Yohko said. "Yohko Mano irashaimasu ka?" A male voice asked. "Hai," "Yohko-san, this is John Hampton." "John-san!" Yohko exclaimed. "Long time no hear. How are you?" "Fine, thanks for asking. I have a proposition for you." "Hai." "I have a friend in England that could use your help." John explained the entire situation to her. Every once in a while she would ask a question and he would answer. Two hours of the question and answer session went by before he commented, "So what do you think?" "Of course we'll go. When do we leave?" Yohko asked. "Who? Where?" Azusa asked tugging on her friend's sleeve. "How about tomorrow?" "Tomorrow?" "Is that too soon?" "No, that will be fine. Sayonara, John-san." "Shuretsui shimasu." Yohko sighed as she hung up the phone. Now, how to explain this.... *"Now tell me what that was all about!"* Azusa exclaimed with frustration in her voice. She could only understand a few words her friend said. Taking her hand, Yohko headed up to their room. Once inside, she began. "A friend of my grandmother's has a friend that is having trouble. He called and asked if I wanted to help. I agreed that you and I will go to England tomorrow." Azusa stared at her friend. "Are you *BAKA*?" Sitting on her bed, she tried to comprehend what was just said. "You want me to go to England with you and I don't know any English. You have to be crazier than I thought!" Getting up, she walked over to the window and looked up at the half moon. She had watched some of the old American horror stories from the thirties and forties. Azusa wondered if there was anything like them in England. Lost in thought, she did not notice Yohko get ready for bed. "Would you be so kind as to turn off the light?" Yohko said as she snuggled up under her covers. She had to think about what she was going to tell her mother and grandmother. Of the two, she knew her grandmother would understand. _But what about mother? Should I tell Chi that we are going without her? Should I leave without telling her?_ Before she figured out the answers, Yohko was sound asleep. Azusa turned off the light before getting undressed. Sitting on her bed, she let her mind wander. _When I thought about being a Devil Hunter, I *never* thought it would come to crazy things like this! I like Yohko a lot, and I do not want to let her down, but how can I tell her that I am afraid of going? What can I do?_ Getting back up, she walked back to the window and looked out. What she saw shocked the young girl. Standing in the back yard was the First Devil Hunter herself, the Blessed Ancestor, Haruka Mano. The pale moonlight shining on the young woman gave her a halo of pure lunar bliss; a fact not lost on Azusa. Furthermore, the light gave the woman a dark shadow, further showing her to be of the light. Walking out of the room, Azusa headed to the back yard. "I am honored to meet you, honored ancestor," Azusa said as she bowed. "I am the one who is honored, Azusa," Haruka began. "You show the qualities that are required to become a Devil Hunter. Maybe there is something I can do that will make you even better than you are already." Azusa was tongue tied as the woman talked. _What do you say to a Legend?_ "Before the two of you leave for England, come down to the basement." With that, the sigil of the Devil Hunters briefly glowed on the ground beneath Haruka's feet, a magical circle. An instant's flash, and Azusa was alone. _Now I have seen it all._ Azusa thought as she headed back into the house. "No, you haven't," a voice called out to her mind. Still confused, Azusa fell asleep. The first rays of sunshine woke Azusa. Looking over at her friend, sound asleep and in a ball, Azusa got up and headed to the bath. When she returned, she dressed in a pair of blue cotton shorts and a light yellow top before waking up her friend. "Yohko-chan. Yohko-chan. *YOHKO-CHAN!!!*" The mound of blankets stirred. "Huh?" "Time to get up," Azusa said as she deftly pulled back the covers. "We have to get ready. Our plane leaves in seven hours and we have to be at the airport in five." "What time is it?" the curled up form of Yohko asked. "Seven." "*Seven!* Why on earth did you wake me up so early?" Rolling her eyes up at the ceiling, she replied, "Because we have to prepare. Besides, we have to be in the basement in an hour." Yohko opened her right eye and looked at her friend. "Don't ask. Just get up." Knowing that she'd lost, Yohko stretched out and opened up both eyes. "Did you know that there is a brown spot above my bed?" "Don't be silly. Of course I know it is there. I was sitting on my bed when you decided to toss your chocolate donut. Of course you tossed it too hard and it hit, leaving behind some of the icing. You said you would clean it up, so I left it alone. If I knew you were not going to clean it up, I would have," Azusa explained as Yohko planted both feet on the floor. "Will you hurry up?" "What is so important?" Yohko asked as she gathered her clothes. "You will find out soon enough," Azusa replied, egnimatically. Noticing her friend moving slowly, she said sheepishly, "Please?" "Ok, ok. Can't you give a person a chance to at least wake up?" "Not if it is you. If I left you alone after waking you up, you would fall back to sleep, like you usually do." Azusa said as she headed down the stairs. Yohko swung her left leg off the bed, as her foot touched the floor, she sat up. _Just once, I would like to sleep late on Saturday. If Azusa didn't wake me, Chi would have._ She said to herself as she padded her way down the hall. _Grandmother, there have been times that I wish I was an ordinary girl instead of being one of the Devil Hunters. Why did you have to teach me?_ No matter what she tried to do, Yohko was stuck as a Devil Hunter. Stepping out of the shower, she heard her hyper apprentice calling from the bottom of the stairs. "Yohko-chan, are you finished? Your breakfast is getting cold." "I am coming, Azusa-chan," Yohko replied as she opened the door, adding, "Give me a minute to dress." Once in her room, Yohko dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose fitting tee. Carefully, she braided her hair and slipped the stones over her braids and formed her unique hairstyle. After slipping on a pair of gray socks, she joined Azusa in the kitchen. "What would I do without you, Azusa-chan?" Beaming with pride, Azusa looked at her mentor and smiled. "Oh, Yohko-chan, you're the best friend and mentor a girl could have. Our lives are tied to each other. If I have to do all your chores, then so be it." Azusa looked so proud to be sitting at the table with her friend and trainer. "Hurry up or we will be late," she cried as she looked at the clock. I wonder what is so important? "Ok, I am ready." Before Yohko had a chance to stand up, Azusa pulled her up and quickly headed to the den. "Slow down, or I am going to get hurt." "Gomen, Yohko-chan." Yohko hit the key combo on the computer that lowered the elevator down to the training room in the basement. Azusa let out a frustrating sigh; "We're too late." "No you are right on time," a soft feminine voice called from behind them. Both girls turned and Yohko stared at the legendary Haruka Mano. Azusa ran up to her and gave her a hug. "I was afraid that we were too late, Gomen," she said, her features showing admonishment. "Azusa-chan, there is nothing to be sorry for. You should be proud of what you have accomplished in the last four years." Turning her attention to the other, she eyed her closely. "Yohko- chan, you have pleased me more than you will ever know." "I...uh...where...uh...," Yohko was so tongue-tied she didn't know where to begin. Staring down at the floor, she said, "Welcome to my home, Haruka-sama." "Yohko-chan," the woman said softly, "please sit and let me tell you both why I am here." Haruka waited until they were seated. "There is an evil force in England that I want you two to end. I have sensed its evil presence across time and space, and each day it grows stronger still, yet I am not the Devil Hunter of this time, and thus, cannot do anything about it. The Devil Hunters and exorcists of the Western world are no longer as strong as they used to be, and are thus unprepared to deal with something of this magnitude. Therefore, it falls upon you to deal with it. But before either of you can do that, I must prepare you for that evil." The two girls sat there listening to every word. "Yohko- chan, you are powerful but not enough; Azusa-chan you still need work. All I can offer is both of you is a little boost." Haruka stood and bade them to join her. Taking their hands, she started a soft quiet prayer. The air around them started to flicker and sent little sparks through them. Neither of them realized that their clothes changed, and their weapons appeared. Their soul weapons glowed brighter and felt lighter than they did before. Their dresses were no longer bright red with gold piping. Instead, they were extended to ankle length, slits completely to the waists. The trim of their new garments were of gold, silver, and copper, and the Devil hunter sigil now occupied a smaller position over their left breasts. Under the dresses, the two girls now wore black, form-fitting bodysuits. Soft ankly boots replaced their short shoes. A small, sash like belt was now around their waists, with a satchel that held weapons and spell wards. All in all, their uniforms had changed from the pseudo-Chinese styling to something that looked more akin to a heavily armed Shinto priestess. When she finished, she let go of their hands and looked at them. "These are your new winter uniforms, ideal for the cold in England. For now, you can also use your regular uniforms, as well. Since the evil there is stronger than what you are used to, both sets of uniforms have been enchanted with extra spell protection. Now you are ready to be the greatest Devil hunters in the world." Before they could answer, Haruka faded into nothingness. "I...uh...am...uh...," Yohko started to say. "I talked to her last night before going to bed. I was looking out the window when I saw her standing in the back yard." Azusa stated as they took in their new outfits. Suddenly, they heard the elevator come down. Neither of them heard it go up. "Where did you get those new dresses?" Madoka asked. "Oh grandmother," Azusa joyfully answered, "Haruka-sama was here. She did this to us. Don't we look awesome?" Madoka eyed the two Devil Hunters clinically. "I take it that you two are going on a trip?" Yohko stood there with her mouth hanging open and nodded yes. After a couple of seconds, she recovered and asked, "How did you know?" "Woman's instincts for such things. Besides, I have talked to John-san yesterday. He filled me in with the details and I had him call back last night." She turned around headed back upstairs. "You should change your outfits and get ready to leave." Looking at each other, they agreed and changed back to their street clothes. Once back up on the main floor, they headed up to their room and packed. By the time they finished, the taxi pulled up in front. Saying goodbye to grandmother, they walked out and climbed into the car. Before they could get six blocks, the stones in Yohko's hair brightened. _Hell, I can't even go anywhere before something pops up_, Yohko thought as she had the driver stop. Standing on the street corner was a samurai. The driver could not believe his eyes. The man looked like he walked off of a movie set. Yohko stepped out of the car, Azusa at her side. *"You have threatened an innocent pair of girls to miss their flight to foreign lands and new horizons and endangered a cabdriver's daily duties, as well."* A vortex appeared around Yohko and Azusa as they continued their chanting: *"Now all that remains are women who will be late and extremely pissed off!"* Their clothes blasted off them, and were replaced by strands of energy, which quickly formed into fabric, then clothing. Moving into a ready pose, she added, *"Prepare to face the 108th Devil Hunter!"* Forming the Yin-Yang symbol in front of her, she completed her war cry, *"Yohko Mano! Demon, your end is at hand! Sword of my soul, appear!"* Calling forth her soulsword, she planted both feet shoulder width apart. *"And I, Azusa, Devil Hunter in Training,"* Azusa said as she formed her soulspear. Taking the same stance as her friend, they faced off their opponent. The samurai stared at both of them before facing Yohko. With calculated steps, the apparition advanced on the Devil Hunter. Drawing a long sword out of his scabbard, he drew closer to Yohko. With a quick swish of his sword, he cut her dress above her breasts. Jumping back, she revealed to the driver that she was wearing pale blue panties. As he swung again, Azusa was there to parry the swing. Looking down at her dress, she fumed, *"Now you've done it! I just had my dress mended two days ago!"* With three lightning fast swings, she had eliminated her opponent, each swing a fiery blaze that slashed and burned with the intensity of a sun. Yohko became a whirling dervish, moving with a speed that she'd never moved at before. "Damn, this was too freaky." Azusa stared at her friend. She never saw Yohko make that kind of move before. "C'mon, Azusa, we better change back and get going or we will miss our flight." Azusa just followed her friend, still too dazed to realize that they had shifted back to their regular clothes. "Ah...where...uh...did you learn to fight like that?" The driver asked once they were moving again. "My grandmother taught me. She was faster than I am when she was my age, whereas I seem to be higher in the power department." Yohko replied as she pulled out her compact and reapplied her makeup. Looking into the rearview mirror, she could read his lips: _"Kiree na ashi."_ A smile flitted across her face, a gesture of appreciation at his remark and a playful flirtation. Satisfied with her feminine charms, she turned to Azusa. "Hey, Azusa-chan. Snap out of it." All she got in return was a blank stare. Not wanting to spend the rest of the trip from Yokohama to Narita in silence, Yohko gently slapped Azusa. "What was that for?" Azusa asked as she touched her cheek briefly. "Azusa no baka. You were out of it. I was worried." Yohko stated flatly. "Thank you for your help Azusa-chan. I almost lost that one." "That is why I am here," Azusa said. Leaning closer, she whispered, "Where did you learn to move so fast? I haven't seen you move like that before." Puzzled, Yohko looked at her friend. "I don't know what you are talking about." "You took him out with three fast swings. I could barely keep up with your sword, it moved too fast. Plus, I've never seen you use that spell on your sword before." Yohko's response was a blank stare. She was still puzzled, with no clue as to what Azusa was talking about. From up front, the driver added, "She is right, you know. I have seen my share of sword fights, but I've never seen anyone swing so fast." All Yohko could do was smile at him as he continued driving. As they neared Tokyo Tower, both rings and stones brightened the interior of the car. "Don't tell me, you want to stop and take care of this, right?" the driver asked as he pulled over. As the two reached for the door handles, he briefly muttered to himself, "I'd better get a hell of a tip out of this. Or her phone number...." Without answering, the passengers got out and looked up at the tower. Somewhere in the tower was at least one powerful demon that they needed to face before continuing on their trip. Facing each other, they nodded and headed in. Calling out in a loud voice, Yohko challenged whatever was lurking inside. *"I am late for my flight as it is, now I have to take care of you. If I am delayed any longer, I will be really pissed. Show yourself."* The two girls changed into their outfits. Somewhere along the line, Yohko's dress was repaired. *"I, Yohko, the 108th Devil Hunter is here to destroy you."* *"And I, Azusa, Devil Hunter*, in training, *is here too."* They did not have to wait long. Shortly after retrieving their weapons, a tall mean looking apparition appeared in front of them. *"Ha, you are too puny and weak to do anything here. Go back home and play with your little toys."* It taunted before turning its back on them. *"Just where do you think you are going?"* Yohko bellowed. Her sword brightened as she advanced. Sweat began to bead on her forehead as the haunt turned and looked at her with his dark red eyes. *"I am going where I want to go. Come try and stop me."* Without warning, Yohko found herself on the ground looking up at Azusa. Neither of them saw what hit her. Azusa let out a battle cry and advanced. This time Yohko was amazed at the speed and determination that Azusa showed against her opponent. This battle took longer than the one Yohko faced. No matter how hard she tried, Yohko could not stand up. Relenting, she let her friend fight this battle on her own. Azusa slashed out with her soulspear and produced a gash on its upper arm. Before it could make a swing of its own, she slashed downward and cut both shins. As it attacked, Azusa jumped over its head and landed behind it. No matter how close it tried to get to her, Azusa lashed out or jumped out of the way. There was no one other than Yohko to see her pale pink panties as she jumped and twirled. Unlike Yohko, Azusa had taken almost an hour to defeat her opponent. When the fight ended, there wasn't even a scratch on her. Azusa walked over to Yohko and helped her up. "How come you didn't help me?" "I would have liked to, but I couldn't move. Something was holding me back," Yohko replied as they walked out. "I was getting worried about you two," their driver said as they climbed back in. Looking out the window, Yohko stated to no one in particular, "I have a suspicion why I could not fight. Someone is testing both our skills." Both passengers were lost in thought as they continued their way to Narita. ==|------- Somewhere in Tokyo, Chi was busy negotiating a contract for Yohko with the president of Ashita Co LTD, the largest manufacturer of jokes, magical and novelty items in Japan. Chi was sitting in the plushest chair she ever sat in. On the other side of the table sat Mr. Ito Baaba. Both were dressed for business. Chi wore a light brown skirt and jacket over a white blouse and he was wearing a dark blue suit, a white shirt and a multi striped tie. "Sir, I know four people who do this kind of thing all the time. I am their publicist. I am willing to guarantee one hundred percent satisfaction or they don't get paid. What other group can say that?" "Young lady, I understand all that, the only question is, can they handle such as the one that is plaguing this company?" he asked as he looked across the table. Chi looked him directly into his eyes and answered. "Sir, they know what they are doing. My associates, have been doing this kind of work for the last six years." Looking out the large window, Chi wished she had brought Yohko along. Unfortunately, Chi knew that she was still sleeping, as usual. Returning her attention back to the meeting, Ito agreed to the contract. Reaching inside her bag, Chi pulled out a self- designed contract and passed it over for his signature. Once it was signed, they stood and thanked each other before Chi headed out. ==|------- All of a sudden, the car stopped. Yohko and Azusa looked at each other then out the windshield. Standing in the middle of route three was another demon. Opening the door, Yohko screamed, *"I can't believe this. I am on my way to the airport and you have to show up. I am getting tired of being delayed. Prepare for your nonexistence. Because Yohko, the 108th Dev-aw, the hell with it."* Yohko changed outfits again. Azusa looked at the eight-foot tall demon and said, *"Yeah, what she said."* Taking their stance, the two girls faced their opponent. The demon, a cross between Godzilla and King Kong, looked at them and growled. Neither of the fighters could understand what it said. As the girls drew forth their soul weapons, it advanced on Azusa. As it swung its massive paw, Azusa flipped backwards out of the way. Noticing its opponent wasn't there, it became angry. Yohko, took the distraction as an opening, started her attack. While Yohko attacked, Azusa came up on its blind side and attacked. This one was stronger than the previous two. Both girls were getting hit and thus had to resort to multiple evasive maneuvers, flipping out of the way. The demon swung and connected, sending Yohko flying twenty feet. She hit the pavement with a loud thud. Azusa cried out, *"Yohko, are you ok?"* Hearing no reply, Azusa went berserk. With rage embedded in her heart, she slashed and stabbed at the demon. The demon had a hard time trying to block all the attacks that Azusa assaulted it with. Yohko came to and was amazed at the ferocious rage her partner showed. Azusa neither offered nor granted quarter to her opponent. The traffic was backed up for several kilometers in both directions. Spectators were lined up on the opposite side of the barrier separating the two lanes as well as good distance behind them. Yohko could hear a helicopter flying around. Looking up, she noticed a news crew filming the fight, which was picked up internationally. Shaking off the landing, she joined her friend and continued the battle. Finally after forty-five minutes, the battle was over. With the wisp of smoke, the demon disappeared. Cheers could be heard from all around them. Shaking their heads, the two girls jumped into the car and took off. That was the first battle they fought in a long time with spectators. Normally, there were no spectators around when they fought. Neither Yohko nor Azusa felt comfortable if an innocent bystander got injured during their fights. Luckily, the demon was not prepared to deal with the two armed girls in front of him. If it happened to defeat them, it would have a field day on route three. "Ah...Miss...ah..." the driver started to say. Yohko looked at him in the mirror and asked, "Yes?" "Ah...should you...ah...change?" he stammered. "Oh, we'll do that later. Right now we need to get to the airport as quickly as we can. We are late as it is and I don't want to miss our flight." Yohko answered. Azusa looked out her side and watched the buildings slide past. She didn't want to think about anything. To her, this was a waste of time. More than anything, she wanted to go home and forget about this whole thing. _We usually don't fight three demons in one day. Why now?_ As she sat there, a tear came from her eye. Yohko noticed the solemn change in her friend. Reaching over, she pulled Azusa closer. When her arms were wrapped around her friend, Azusa started crying in earnest. "Don't cry Azusa. Everything will be fine once we get on the plane." Azusa wiped her eyes and looked up at her best friend. "Something isn't right Yohko-chan. I can feel an evil presence in the world. I cannot explain how I know, but it is out there somewhere." "I know. I can tell the same thing. I hope Ayako, Azusa, and Chi can handle whatever pops up here." Yohko said softly as she stroked her friend's hair. "Just try and relax. We should be there in a few minutes." _I hope we haven't missed our flight._ "Could you find a quiet spot for us to change? I don't want us to show up at the airport looking like this." she asked the driver. Nodding, the driver took the next off ramp and drove for another kilometer before pulling in front of a vacant lot with a high fence. "This should provide you with the necessary coverage for your change." "Domo arigato." Yohko said as she stepped out. Azusa followed a second later. Together, the girls walked up to the gate and Azusa opened the folding gate. Once the gate was closed again, the two walked out into the middle of the field and prepared to shift back into their street clothes. Just as they were about to start, Yohko's beads started to glow. *"Not again,"* Yohko cried. Azusa simply drew forth her soulspear. They didn't have to wait long. From the ground came forth the largest demon they encountered. This one looked like Frankenstein's monster and the Mummy combined. Looking at them, it bellowed, *"So, you are the ones that destroyed my friends. Now I am going to destroy you!"* From nowhere, the demon pulled out a long double handed broadsword. The length of the sword was longer than Azusa's soulspear. With a mighty swing, it impacted and shattered the ground where the Devil Hunters stood. Fortunately both girls leapt backwards to safety. Standing up, they dusted themselves off and faced their enemy. For the first twenty minutes, neither of them could get into a position for victory. Each would try to attack, only to be propelled back. Azusa took more than her share of hits. One part of her white bandanna had been cut away along with a few strands of hair. Yohko scored a small hit on its upper arm, while she had taken a cut diagonally across the back. Neither of the hits were life threatening. More than anything, they were mere scratches that enticed them to fight all the more. After they separated for an nth time, Yohko and Azusa sat back. Inexplicably, Yohko bounded up and over the demon while slamming the point of her sword down into its head. As she landed, the demon let out a roar that shook the entire area and turned to attack. Azusa, sensing trouble for her friend, ran the shaft of her soulspear into the body of the demon. Yohko was a mere meter away from the point as it came out the front side. With a puff of smoke, the demon vanished, dropping both weapons to the ground. Yohko retrieved her sword and handed Azusa hers. "That was close. If you forced it in any further, you would have stuck me as well." Yohko said as she smiled. Azusa looked at her with wide eyes. "Gomen na sai. I could have seriously hurt you." "But you didn't and I'm okay. Don't worry about it," Yohko assured her assistant. "Good job. Come on, we better change and get to the airport. We are late as it is." Yohko hugged her friend. They then changed outfits and Yohko lead the way out of the gate and into the car. "I guess you had another encounter," the driver asked as they closed their doors. "Sure did. This one was tougher than the last three," Yohko said as the car pulled away. "How are we doing for time?" "Sorry miss, but your flight left twenty minutes ago." Yohko could feel the sorrow in his voice. "Might as well take us there anyway. We still might be able to get a flight to England." Chapter Three: Here and There Upon arriving at the airport, the driver got out and opened the door for his passengers. "Here you are. I'll bring your bags in for you." "Domo arigato," Yohko said as they walked into the airport. When they approached the ticket counter, she said, "My name is Yohko Mano and my friend Azusa Kanzaki. We were scheduled for a flight to Heathrow. Is there another flight?" The ticket agent looked like she just started her shift. Her hair was put up in a ponytail that barely hung past her shoulder blades. Her uniform was still wrinkle free and her eyes sparkled. "Your flight has not left yet." "I don't understand," Azusa stated. "We were told that our flight was to leave at two. It is now three." This time the ticket agent looked at them perplexed. "Your flight was originally scheduled to leave at two but the pilot and the airport have been instructed not to leave until you showed up." Both girls facefaulted. By this time, the driver arrived with their bags. Both girls paused long enough to thank the driver and walk off, leaving the driver with pleasant fantasies of a sexy sword- wielding maiden that would appear in his dreams for many a night to come. "If you would follow me please, I'll take you to your plane." The ticket agent stepped out from behind the counter and headed down the walkway. Pulling out a card, she let them past the departure fee machine. As they walked past, several passengers gave them a dirty look. A few of them cursed. They walked down one ramp and found a blue Boeing 747 waiting. Standing by the door was an American woman about thirty years old dressed in a medium blue skirt, white blouse and a matching medium blue jacket. "Konnichi wa, ogenki desu ka? My name is Lilly. I will be your attendant on this flight. Welcome aboard." Both girls walked onboard and the first thing they saw was that the interior wasn't like any other aircraft they had seen. There were only five seats and a small table on the left side. _This must be very important to have a plane this size come all the way to Tokyo for just the two of us_, Yohko thought as she found a seat. "Yohko," Azusa began as she sat next to her friend, "this must be very important. I didn't know he was going to have a plane just for us. Did you?" Without turning, Yohko replied, "I wasn't expecting this either." "This is the captain," a deep voice came over the intercom. "We will be taking off in another fifteen minutes. Please sit back and enjoy the ride. Your host was unable to join you; instead he has provided a video for you. As soon as we are airborne I will play it." ==|------- Somewhere across the planet, a phone rang. "Hello," Rei said as she picked up the receiver. "Rei, I have a couple of friends on their way to help you with your problem," John Hampton said. "John, where are your friends coming from?" "They are coming from Japan and should be arriving around noon tomorrow. By the way, one is twenty and the other is eighteen. They will be staying at the London Ritz." "Aren't they a bit young, John?" "Nope. They are the best in Japan. In fact they are actually Devil Hunters." Rei sputtered her comment. "De-de-Devil *WHAT?!?!?*" "Devil Hunters. In England, you call them exorcists, while we in the States usually refer to them as Ghostbusters. In any case, I have known them for years. Yohko and Azusa should have no problem dealing with your problem. Just make sure they are treated with your British hospitality and everything will be ok." "Thanks guv'nor," she commented sarcastically. "You're welcome luv. Call me when this is problem is settled." "Sure will John. Thanks again," Rei said as she hung up the phone. _Damn, John had to call on Saturday when the office is closed. Oh bloody hell, might as well call *Chief* and let him know what to expect. Then I should call Nigel._ Picking up the phone again, she called her boss. "Chief, I have some good news for you." She passed the information and waited for his reply. "Bloody hell, Rei," her boss said as he hung up. Next, she called her partner and passed everything to him. "Thanks luv, I guess we owe your friend one. See you on Monday." She could tell from the sound of his voice that while he trusted her completely, this was something a little beyond the pale. "Don't you want to meet our allies?" He sighed audibly. "C'mon luv, I will leave that up with you. Then again, maybe you should let them rest until Monday. Anyway, I'll see you at the office. Cheers," Nigel said as he hung up. Rei got up and walked over to the wet bar and poured herself a Glennfiddich and Bailey's. In one gulp, she drained her glass and poured herself another. "Careful luv, you can't afford to get plastered y'know," Susan commented as she watched her friend from across the room. "Bloody hell! Now I will have to watch them as well as try to solve this case," Rei stated dejectedly. "Now wait one minute luv. I heard what you told them. I gather that they can look out for themselves. If anything, all they need is someone they can call a friend." ==|------- Chi knocked on Yohko's front door. Madoka opened the door. "Hello Chigako-chan. What can I do for you?" "Actually, I am here to see Yohko." "I'm sorry, Chikago-chan, but they're not home. They're on their way to England. They left this morning." "Nani?" Chi said as her eyes popped open. "Hai. I am not sure when they will be returning." "Domo arigato, Mano-san," Chi said as she walked away. _Then again, there is always Ayako and Azusa whats-er-name. Maybe they can handle the job since they are Devil Hunters themselves._ *"You what?"* Ayako screamed. She could not believe her ears. First off, she could not understand why her cousin would leave without telling her where she was going. "I know you are Yohko's so-called manager but now you want to be ours?" "Ayako, I am in a bind. Please help me. We are going to make a fortune," Chi pleaded. "This is going against my better judgement, Chi. We will accept the contract with the exception that you get only five percent instead of your usual ten you get from Yohko." "Done. Domo arigato Ayako." The two girls bowed and shook hands before going into a fit of laughter. They were still laughing when Azusa Nibano walked in. "What'd I miss?" Azusa-ni asked. "Business Economics," Ayako replied, her voice full of mirth. ==|------- Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, two girls sat watching the movie screen. "Sorry I could not be there to meet you when you boarded the Wizard I. The flight path will take you to Minneapolis before heading over to London. I will meet both of you at the airport and explain everything. In the meantime, enjoy the flight." "Well he was nice, wasn't he?" Azusa asked. "Yes. John was always nice. I remember when the last time we met; he gave me the biggest piece of candy I ever saw. Luckily mother wasn't there. If she was, I would not have been allowed to eat it." Lilly walked up to them after the video ended. "Is there anything you would like?" "Something to eat," Yohko said. "Me too," Azusa chimed in. When the stewardess walked away, Azusa faced Yohko and added, "I hope that we are not getting over our heads on this trip." "I agree totally, Azusa-chan. So far, we have had a rough time getting this far. I sort of wished we had stayed home instead of travelling half way around the world." Looking out the window, Yohko absently said, "Maybe this is why we have been training so hard for. Then again, maybe we are still not qualified." Facing her partner, she added, "You know Azusa, when we are finished with this escapade, you will be a full-fledged Devil Hunter. Your training is almost complete." "Yohko-chan, I don't want to be a Devil Hunter alone. I want to be with you," Azusa commented. "If I go back to Komoridani valley, my talents will be wasted. It's better that I stay in Yokohama with you." Before Yohko could say anything, Lilly came back with two cheeseburgers, fries and a strawberry milkshake for both of them. "Compliments of John Hampton. Enjoy your meal," Lilly said as she placed the food in front of the only passengers. Picking up a fry, Yohko looked at it before popping it in her mouth. "I would like nothing better than having you remain as my partner. Maybe there will be a way for us to remain a team. I just don't know. I guess I will have to ask grandmother when we return home. >From what I have been told, there has never been a team of two fully qualified Devil Hunters. Of course, there are always teams of a qualified Devil Hunter and a student, though." Azusa thought about what was said and attacked her meal with gusto. In only a few minutes, she had devoured the entire meal while Yohko was still eating her first cheeseburger. "Are you going to eat your fries?" "Of course I am, Azusa. If you are still hungry, why don't you ask for some more." Reaching up, Azusa punched the call button. A few moments later Lilly arrived. "How can I help you?" "I would like another cheeseburger and a milkshake," Azusa answered. "Anything for you Miss?" Yohko shook her head and Lilly departed. Two minutes later, she returned with the second helping. "Enjoy," was all she said as she walked away. "May I have your attention please," the pilot's voice came over the speakers. "Off to our left, you can see the Aleutian Islands of Alaska. We should be landing in Los Angeles about noon." Both girls turned and looked out the window. Just as Yohko finished her meal, Azusa belched. "Azusa, that is disgusting," Yohko exclaimed. "But it was good," she replied as she yawned. "Real Devil Hunters don't do things like that. It's unlady- like," Yohko said, indignant. Azusa laughed. "Yohko, I'm eighteen. I think I can figure out how a lady's supposed to act. Besides, do you really think running around in tight clothing carrying weapons that could potentially get us arrested is ladylike either?" Yohko had no response. Azusa continued. "If you will excuse me, I think I'll take a nap." Getting up, she added, "You should too." Without waiting for a reply, Azusa headed toward the back of the plane and into one of the empty rows. Twenty minutes of tossing and turning, Azusa finally fell asleep. Watching her friend walk away, Yohko thought, _I wonder what I would do without her. For the last four years, we did almost everything together. I don't even think we went anywhere without the other. Oh, Azusa, I swear I'll think of something to keep us together._ A tear rolled down her right cheek. Quietly, Yohko wept. Lilly noticed the little tell tale signs of someone crying. Instead of doing her motherly thing, she left the young lady alone. ==|------- Two young ladies walked into the Ashita Co LTD building. A rather slim looking man dressed in blue met them. "Konnichiwa, may I help you?" "Konnichiwa, we are here to see Baaba-san. He is expecting us," Ayako said. "One moment please," he said as he picked up the receiver. "Sir, there are two young ladies here to see you...All right, I'll send them up." After replacing the receiver, he turned to the visitors and added, "He is in his office. Take the elevator up to the top floor and take a left. You can't miss it." "Domo arigato," Ayako said as they headed to the elevator. Azusa punched the call button as they stood there waiting for the car to arrive. With a quiet ping, the doors opened revealing a fancy plush car. The walls were paneled in dark mahogany with a light brown carpet. Standing next to the buttons was a young lady dressed in a rich burgundy colored outfit. "Which floor please?" She said as they entered the car. "Top floor," Ayako stated politely. The car attendant pushed the appropriate button and faced the front. The car rode smoothly and quietly as it climbed the fifteen floors. Before they realized, they had reached the top. "Have a nice day," she said as her passengers stepped out. _I wonder what they want with the boss. I haven't seen them before. Then again, it is none of my business._ The hall leading to their destination was just as impressive as the elevator. Sitting behind a huge desk was another young lady dressed in burgundy. "Konnichi wa." "Konnichiwa. We are here to see Baaba-san," Ayako said. "Chotto omachi okudasai," the secretary said as she pushed the call button on the intercom. "Sir, your visitors are here." "Send them in," a deep voice replied. "Hai." Looking up, she added, "Go right in." "Domo," Azusa-ni stated. Together, the visitors walked over to a set of double mahogany doors. Just as Ayako reached for the door handle, the door opened. Standing on the other side was a sharp dressed man in his late forties. Bowing to them, he let them enter before closing the door. "Let me begin by stating for the record, that I think you both are a bit young for the job," Ito Baaba began as he sat behind his solid oak desk. "I have been informed that you two have been doing this kind of work for years." "Hai, we have been fighting demons for over four years now. Could you tell us where your demon is causing problems," Ayako said. "Are you always this direct?" he asked as he leaned back. "Hai. I have found that it is easier to be direct than trying to beat around the bush when it comes to business." Ito nodded his head remembering how direct Chi was. "Besides, if we sit here all day talking about the weather, your problem will around all that much longer. From what Chi told us, your problem is causing a mess with your business, so the sooner we solve your problem, your business will get back to normal." "How true. How true," Ito said quietly. Reaching across the desk, he picked up the phone and dialed a short number. "Deibu- san, could you come up to the office for a minute. I have a project for you." After a short pause, he added, "Good. See you in five minutes." Turning his attention back to his guests, he continued. "Deibu-san will show you where my problem is. As far as I can tell, no one goes anywhere near that area, so you should not have any interruptions." "Domo arigato," Ayako stated firmly. She did not like any interruptions. Especially like the one she encountered while trying to beat up her cousin three years ago. Since then, the two got along wonderfully, having been on excellent terms for the last three years. Things can change in one year as she found out when she tried to take on her cousin again. Instead of fighting, all four girls got along so well that the only ones fighting were their grandmothers. No matter what they said, the grandmothers would not listen. The double doors opened and a slightly balding middle aged man walked in. Azusa noticed that he had a potbelly and that he could use a good workout. "Ah Deibu-san, here are the two young ladies that will take care of our problem." "Yes sir," Deibu-san said in a strained voice. "Now don't go talking too much. You know what the doctor said. No talking for at least three days. I know I can't stop you from talking, at least humor me while I am around." Ito-san said as Deibu-san nodded. "Now please show them the work area." Deibu-san bowed to his boss and friend before giving the two girls his attention. "This way please." All three walked out the door and down the hall to the elevator. With a soft ping the doors opened. "Main floor please, Miyuki." "Hai Deibu-san," the attendant said as she pushed the button. _So these must be the ones that are supposed to get rid of the demon. I hope they can do it._ As the doors opened once again, Deibu led them down to the left and out onto one of the loading docks. They climbed into a golf cart looking vehicle and they headed south toward the second largest building in the compound. "I should warn you two. From what I have heard, this so called demon is not all that friendly." "Deibu-san, no demon is friendly. I have been fighting them for a long time now and I have forgotten how many I sent back to where they came from. All we ask is that you drop us off and let us enter the building alone. When we are done, we will find our way back." "Ok, I can deal with that." Deibu-san said, straining his voice all the more. _I can't believe how scared he is_, Azusa thought as they arrived at the building. When the girls entered, Their escort turned and headed back the way they came. *"Worthless, foul monster,"* Ayako bellowed as she shifted into her black and gold outfit, *"your end is come. Over the ages, we have fought our struggles against you and your kind, sending them back to the nether regions where they belong!"* Ayako's clothing blasted off her body as thorn-like tendrils of energy raced up her body changing into silken fabric. *"So as it has been done before, so it shall be done with you, for I, Ayako, Devil Hunter is here to send you back!"* *"And I, Azusa, am here as well."* Their call was answered by an unearthly howl. A few heart- beats later, a tall three-horned ugly beast appeared. *"So you think you can get rid of me? How pathetic. For your information, I like it here and I am not giving up without a fight, children!"* It taunted. *"Prepare for your doom. Whip of distraction, arise!"* Ayako cried as she summoned her weapon. A two-pronged metal fork attached to a whip of some unknown material appeared in her hand. Azusa changed into her same colored outfit and stood next to her friend holding onto a soulspear. The three combatants stood facing each other for five minutes. Neither one wanted to make the first move. All of a sudden, all three moved at once. Ayako snagged her chain on one horn while Azusa tried to attack from the air. Unfortunately, the demon broke free just as Azusa came down. Instead of her hitting it, it knocked her across the floor. *"You are no match for me,"* it stated flatly. *"I am tougher than you and my will is stronger than yours,"* it added. Azusa shook herself off and concentrated all her effort into her next attack. Before either it or Ayako could even blink an eye, Azusa came out of nowhere and nailed it dead center on the top of its head. *"That is what you get, you bastard!"* Azusa screamed as she rammed her weapon deeper into it. Ayako broke out of her trance and completed the attack. The demon did not even know how he could have lost. All it knew was that it lost. With a strangled scream, it vanished with a loud popping sound. It's entire being ceased to exist on any plane. All it knew was peace at last. Back into their street clothes, the girls looked around. Every window and light bulb in the place had shattered. There was a hell of a mess in that building when they stepped outside. Ayako noticed that the sun had shifted by at least three hours. To her, the battle lasted only a few minutes. Azusa looked at her partner and asked, "Nani?" "It seems that we were in there for about three hours, Azusa." "Nani? That only took ten minutes at the most, Ayako" "I know." As they headed back to the main building, Ayako noticed that Azusa was limping. This was the first time she saw her friend get any injury that could not be patched by a bandage. "Are you alright Azusa?" Ayako asked sincerely. "I am fine Ayako-chan. I must have landed wrong when I struck last. Actually it doesn't hurt that much," Azusa replied between clenched teeth. Ayako was about to comment but was prevented by the presence of Ito Baaba and Deibu-san. Before they could ask any questions, Ayako asked, "Do you have a doctor near by?" "Hai. There is one down the street. I can take you there myself," Ito answered. "Domo arigato. It appears that my partner is slightly injured." "By the way, what was that horrible scream?" Deibu-san asked. "It rattled the windows." "Sorry about that. It seems that when we took out your problem, all the windows and lights were blown out. I guess it didn't want to leave without taking something with it," Azusa commented harshly. By the time they reached the clinic, Azusa was close to tears. The doctor came out and instantly ordered her inside. "I will take care of your friend. Please find someplace to go for the next hour or so," the doctor, a nice middle aged man said as he wheeled Azusa inside. "Call me at my office, doctor. Her well being is important to me." "Sure thing, Baaba-san." Reluctantly Ayako let Baaba lead her away from the clinic. _I hope there is nothing seriously wrong with her. I need her with me._ A tear rolled down each cheek. _I wonder how Yohko would react in this situation?_ "You should be strong. Your friend is in good hands. Come on up to my office and let's talk about this thing that took over my plant, ne?" Baaba said kindly. Nodding, Ayako agreed. Once they were all comfortably seated, Ayako began. "The demon that took up residence in your plant is not one of the lesser demons that we have faced before. This one actually made time slow down. What we thought was only a few minutes was actually a few hours. I never saw anything like that before. Maybe Yohko and Azusa have but myself and Azusa-ni haven't." Baaba gave her a weird look when she mentioned the 2. "Yohko, my cousin and her partner, Azusa have been fighting demons for a year longer than my- self and my partner Azusa. There are two Azusa's so the only way we can identify who is who; we add the number after my partner. It is only fair. Besides," she added with a small laugh, "we all look identical anyway, so it's confusing enough for our business manager as is." Something just wasn't right. The hairs on Ayako's neck started to stand up. In one quick motion, she had changed outfits and threw a quick spray of spell wards at the individual entering the office. Baaba and Deibu stared in horror as Ayako attacked the elevator girl. *"Oh no you don't, you shit. You are not taking over her. I ended this a half-hour ago. Your paltry existence ended then. Now be gone, and this time I mean it, damn it!"* she cried. The spell wards connected with the girl's body, and in a chain reaction of mystical blasts, the demon was vaporized, steaming off the body of its victim like so much smoke. The startled girl began to cry when she realized that she was standing in her boss' office. "I...don't...know... what ...came... over...me," Miyuki stuttered. "It is all right Miyuki. Go home now. I can use the elevator myself this afternoon," Baaba said in soothing tones. Turning to Deibu he added, "Why don't you take the young lady home?" Deibu nodded and escorted the crying girl from the office. "What was that all about?" "It appears that the demon did not really want to leave. After we took it out, it decided to take over her. The demon wanted you this time." Ayako lowered her eyes, she did not want to look at him-Yohko had once told her that possession required direct eye contact, and she wasn't about to take any chances. Luckily, the phone rang, saving Ayako further consternation. "Moshi, Moshi," Baaba said, picking up the receiver. "Domo, Saeki-san. Put him through." After a short pause, he continued, "How is she, doctor?" A long pause, "We'll be right over. Domo arigato, sensei." Replacing the receiver, he looked at Ayako and added, "Your friend broke her ankle." Without waiting for Baaba to stand, Ayako was already up and out the door. She didn't even bother to take the elevator. Instead she found the stairs and took two steps at a time as she headed down. Once she was on the main floor, she ran down the hall and narrowly missed the security guard as she made a dash for the doors. Those who watched the girl emerge from the building noticed that she didn't bother looking to see if anyone was in her way as she ran down the street. Just as she reached the clinic, Ito Baaba emerged from his building. Azusa was sitting up in her bed with her right leg raised. "My god, Azusa!" Ayako stated as she entered her partner's room. "Oh, it isn't that bad Ayako-chan. However, my toes are cold," Azusa said quietly. "It looks like I will be out of commission for a little while." Azusa closed her eyes and she began to cry. "Don't cry Azusa-chan. Everything will be all right," Ayako said softly as she sat down on the bed. "Well, I guess you can move fast, young lady," Baaba said as he entered the room. His face was red and he was breathing heavily. "Gomen na sai, Baaba-san. I had to see how Azusa was," Ayako stated. She realized belatedly that it would have been easier to use a teleportation spell, but it had never entered her mind. "No need to apologize, Ayako. I know you were worried about your friend. I consider that a true test of friendship." Turning his attention to Azusa, he added, "You are lucky to have a friend such as Ayako, Azusa. Very few people find friends like that in this world. Take pride in her and you both will succeed in whatever you do. Please come by my office before you head home. There is something I would like to give you two." When Ito Baaba left, Azusa turned to Ayako and asked, "Were you that worried about me?" Ayako looked at Azusa and nodded, "I am always worried about you. Whenever we go into a battle, I am scared to death that either you or I will not be walking away. That scares the living hell out of me. I don't know what I would do *IF* I ever lost you." The doctor happened to walk past as the two girls were embracing each other. Not wanting to disturb them, he continued down the hall. _Healing goes faster if you have someone who cares_, the doctor thought as he headed to his office. When the girls separated, a nurse walked in with two crutches. "Have you used these before?" Azusa shook her head. "I guess you will have to learn the hard way then. Try to keep your foot off the ground. When you walk, extend your good foot first then bring the crutches forward. The most important thing is to keep your balance." "Ah, I think I should use a wheelchair instead. I like to keep my hands free in case something pops up" "And I guess you want me to push you around? You have some- thing coming if you do," Ayako stated flatly. "Nani? I never thought that Ayako-chan. I can maneuver my- self around," Azusa said softly. "I get it," Ayako said, "You want the boys to feel sorry for you, isn't that right?" Azusa looked at her friend with hurt in her eyes. "Whatever gave you that impression?" she asked with a touch of sarcasm. "I give up! If you want a wheelchair, then I'll get you one." A few minutes later, Ayako walked down the street with Azusa pushing herself along. As they approached the Ashita Co LTD, they were met by the same security guard who held the door for them before. "Baaba-san is waiting for you in his office. I am instructed to escort you there." "Domo arigato." Ten minutes later, the two girls were on their way home. Azusa held an envelope containing two hundred thousand yen for their trouble. Then again, Azusa took most of the damage. Ayako had a few new bruises to add to her collection. _What in god's name did I ever let my grandmother talk me into this? I should have been engaged to some nice rich guy. But no, I had been stupid enough to listen to what she wanted._ "Dammit, all I wanted was to live a normal life," Ayako stated between clenched teeth. A passerby quickly sidestepped them and crossed the street. "What is wrong Ayako-chan?" "Why did I have to listen to her? Didn't she know that all I wanted was to have a normal childhood and have a date or two? No! Why? Because she and my aunt don't get along. Auntie ended up the Devil Hunter while grandma didn't. Worse, while you and I were trained purely to fight Yohko, *she* was trained to fight devils - and that lack of training almost got us killed that one time! "Because of that, we've had to work harder to catch up on all the occult knowledge that Yohko and Azusa know...and it's costing me my grades in college and yours at school! If we'd been trained properly in the first place, this never would have happened! Of course, there's the fact that we *never should have been trained to begin with!!!!* "I can't even believe that I had to fight my own cousin just to make her happy. What did that get her? Nothing. She hates her sister still, while Yohko and I are very close. It's bullshit, pure and simple." _If it was possible, she would have steam coming out of her ears_, Azusa thought. "Ayako-chan, don't let the past get to you. I know how much pain and suffering you went through. I was there, remember? Besides, you have Yohko, Azusa and me. Let's hurry home. I am getting tired of rolling myself down the street." "Ok, I'll push you the rest of the way," Ayako said with laughter in her voice. "I bet now all the boys will be wanting to take you home from school." "Yeah, right. For starters, I won't be going to school for a few days anyway. If anyone is going to take me home it is going to be Yuta," Azusa said as she looked up at her best friend. "Are you kidding me? Him? I thought you had better taste than that." "What is wrong with Yuta?" "Wrong with him? I'll give you two reasons. First off, he isn't that bright and the other is that he is the smallest in your class. Actually, he is even smaller than you." "Are you jealous?" "Damn right I am. Out of all of us, you are the only one who has a boyfriend." "Can I help it if he likes me? No. Am I going to turn him down? Only if he asks the wrong question. Besides I think he is cute. No one has treated me like he does. Don't get me wrong here. You have been kind enough to put up with me over the last few years. Yuta makes me happy." "Oh shut up already," Ayako stated with a touch of laughter. Chapter Four: A Demon's View _Nothing is going right. Must be that damn boycott by the Japanese government. Jack thought as he walked down a deserted street. Why is it that when the getting is good, someone has to throw a wrench into the gears?_ For the last three days, Jack has searched almost everywhere for someone. Just as he was about to call it a night, a movement caught his eye. Across the street from him, he watched a young Japanese girl walk to the Albert Hall. All she carried was her French horn case. From his vantagepoint he could see the long black pony tail swinging along the small of her back. _I guess I am going to have to listen to her play._ He thought as she disappeared into the stage door. Turning around Jack headed down the alley. When he was sure the coast was clear, he emerged into the nightlife. Casually, he strolled down the street with his walking stick striking the ground very quietly. As he approached the concert hall, he held the door for an elderly lady. "Why thank you kind sir," she said as she passed. "You're welcome, M'lady," he replied as he entered. Walking up to the ticket counter, he inquired, "Do you have any seats available for tonight's concert?" "Yes we do," the middle aged lady answered. "There is a seat in the upper deck." "That will be fine." "Fifteen pounds." Reaching into his breast pocket, he pulled out a fat purse and generously handed over the funds. "Enjoy the concert." "Thank you," he said as he walked over to the stairs. _Ten years ago, she would have been nip for the old tuck. Then again, that was ten ago. Now where is that young sweet lass who plays the French horn?_ The band members came onto the stage one by one. Where is she? He thought when the last member took his seat. "Tonight, we bring you a special treat," the announcer said from off stage. "Please welcome for the first time in London, Miss Rika Kurusu." _Now I know her name._ The audience rendered a standing ovation as she walked onto the stage. She had changed into a lovely light blue evening dress with spaghetti shoulder straps. Bowing to the audience, she took her seat next to the conductor. Picking up her horn, she nodded and the musicians began playing Mozart's sixth symphony. The sound she made with her instrument moved every member of the audience including Jack. Wiping a tear off his face, Jack was deeply moved. No other musician had done that before. _She is good. It will be such a pity that she must die soon._ For the remainder of the concert, Jack let the music flow through him without paying any attention to what was happening around him. _First off, I think I should just torment her for the first twenty minutes then slowly draw my knife across her slender young neck. This thought requires less noise than I can get in here. Just you wait my dear young one. I have another friend that I want you to meet._ By the time the concert was over, Jack had her face completely memorized. _Truth, I think I can locate her even were she dressed for winter with a scarf over her face. I can even recall her by only her eyes. No one could have that much love for music in them as she does._ Jack thought as he walked out of the concert hall. Cautiously, he made his way to the alley he first spotted her. He did not have to wait long. Instead of walking out alone, this time she was joined by other members of the band. _Damn, I will have to find her later._ Turning down the alley, he hurriedly headed away from the area. Being hungry for young blood, he spotted a girl walking home from the corner store. Quietly, he snuck up on her and wrapped his hand across her mouth. "Quiet girl," he whispered as he brought out his knife. The look in her eyes was pure fear. He could feel her trembling as he led the way into a dark vacant lot. When he was sure there was no one watching, he turned her around and looked at her face. "How old are you?" "Thirteen," she replied with a shaky voice. "Thirteen," he repeated and she nodded. "Do you know who I am?" She shook her head. "Some call me Jack the Ripper, perhaps Jack the Lad." Her eyes widened even further. "Personally, I like to be called Spring Heeled Jack." Still looking at her, he could smell the odor of urine, along with the pheromones of the best and brightest scent, the tangy smell of fear. The poor child emptied her bladder right then and there. "What is your name?" "Alice," she answered with complete and utter dread in her voice. "Well Alice, I would like you to meet my friend. Say hello to my knife." "Hello, knife," she droned, every syllable being shakily spilt from her mouth as though it could be her last. "That's good Alice," he said as he placed his hand over her mouth and drew it across her throat very slowly. The only sound was a short burst of anguish from the girl. Keeping her head turned away from him, he completed the incision. As the blood flowed from her throat, Jack looked up at the night sky and smiled. At least my blade is satisfied for now. After letting the limp body fall to the ground, he quickly cut off her shirt and made another incision from her neck to her navel. Carefully he made a third cut, this time across her flat belly. Reaching inside, he pulled out her liver and heart. After cutting them free, he wiped his hands on her pants and removed a plastic and a paper bag from his jacket. Once the organs were placed inside the bags, Jack carefully sewed her up. Wiping his hands on her pants once again, he pulled out a pen and a pad of paper. Nigel and Rei, Here is a yung girl called Alice. She was a pretty yung girl. Too bad she had her life taken from her at the tender age of thirteen. I cudn't find a yung Japnes girl. This yung girl gave me her heart and liver so that I cud have dinner tonight. Nice girl. Jack Smiling, he picked up the bags and headed down to the river. On cue, the winter fog began to move in, and though it wasn't snowing tonight, Jack took solace in the fact that the fog, his one true ally and friend, was there for him. He always felt as though the fog were some living breathing thing, a watchful spirit of sorts, and a guardian of some type. As he reached the Tower of London, he made a right turn and walked another nine blocks to the nearest taxi stand. A short jaunt, and seven kilometers later, he reached his home. Walking inside, he went to the kitchen and placed the bags on the counter as he removed his jacket. Opening a drawer, he pulled out a slicing knife and set it on the counter next to the bag. Next he took out a skillet, a plate, silverware and a wineglass. Carefully, he removed the organs from the bag and began cutting them into strips. Jack did not bother to rinse them off. _The only way to cook them is intheir natural juices_, he thought as he placed the strips in the skillet. As his meal was cooking, he set the table and poured himself a glass of red wine. Once everything was cooked, he sat at the table and read the concert program while he ate. _Ah, youths. Nothing in the world compares to a young tender child. Their lives are easy going and carefree._ Setting the program down, Jack stood and walked over to his stereo. After tuning into a classical station, he returned to the table and continued eating. Once he was finished, Jack cleaned up the kitchen and decided to read a Sherlock Holmes story. _If he were real, I would have been caught a long time ago. Thank goodness he isn't. But then, it would have been nice to have an opponent of real caliber, unlike those fools at New Scotland Yard._ The next day, the girl's strange death appeared in the London _Times_. As he read the accompanying article, he was slightly offended. _At least I had the decency to sew her back up when I was finished. I am not like anyone else who goes around and copies me._ Walking out of his house, he headed down to the market to buy groceries. His pantry had become almost empty as of late. The sun was shining and Jack could hear laughter from young children as he walked to and from the market. "Morning m'lady," he said as he passed a thirty something mother with her infant. "Morning to you too," she replied as he walked passed. Smiling to himself, he started whistling a favorite tune as he continued on his way home. After putting everything away, he made himself a light lunch before heading back out. Walking past the same empty lot, he noticed that there were fifteen Bobbies and a couple of SpecPat personnel. He did not see the two agents that have been assigned to this case. "Excuse me, sir," a bobby called as he walked past. "Yes?" he asked as he turned around. Standing in the gate was a young lass about the age of twenty-five. Her blonde hair was pulled up under her hat. She had big blue eyes that complimented her small face. "Do you live around here?" She asked. "Just across the river. Why?" "We're investigating a murder that occurred here last night. Have you seen anyone suspicious around here lately?" "No, I haven't. The victim wouldn't be that young girl that was in the paper this morning, would it?" he asked sincerely. "Yes it is. Did you know her?" Jack looked at her and lowered his head. "We had chatted once a couple of days ago. She was such a sweet young lady. She told me her name was Alice and that she just turned thirteen. Such a shame that we have to live without her presence in the world." As he talked, a tear rolled down his eye. _Even I feel the loss and she was really a nice girl too._ "Thank you sir," the policewoman said as she turned and started to walk back into the lot. Jack stood there staring in her direction for a few moments before heading to his destination. The entire time he was walking, he was paying attention to everything around him. He did not want to leave an impression on anyone's mind that he stood out from the rest of the residents. Carefully, he planned his route to and from the concert hall. He found a perfect hiding spot that had a clear view of the stage door. Not wanting to look like a troublemaker, he walked towards Picadilly. By the time the sun had set, he found himself hiding across from the door. ==|------- Rika walked out the door and looked around. She was glad that no one from the band was outside. She had stayed longer than she planned at the reception last night and only wanted to go home early tonight. From where he was hiding, he was able to tell that she had on a pair of faded blue jeans and a baggy green shirt. He waited for her to get a block ahead of him before he headed out. Jack followed her for ten blocks before he headed home. _There will be plenty of time for me to catch her completely off guard._ Instead of taking the same route home, Jack figured that it would be best if he took a different way. He was about two blocks from his house when he spotted Catherine, the girl he always bought candy for whenever he saw her sitting on the stoup. "Evening, Catherine. What are you doing out this late?" "Hello yourself, Mr. Johansen. I am not that tired so I decided to come out here and stare up at the sky." She said as he sat down next to her. "How come you are out late?" "I wanted to take a stroll," he answered as he pulled out a piece of candy for her. "Here, this is for you." "Why thank you," she said as she gave him a hug after taking the gift. He could tell that she was starting to grow into a lovely young lady. As she released him, she sat back and popped the candy into her mouth. Together, they sat there looking up at the stars. _Why not take this one?_ His mind asked. _Because, everyone knows that we talk all the time and I have already been spotted by her mother._ Every so often, Jack would look at her and she would meet his gaze. They would smile to each other and look back up at the sky. "Well, princess, I must be going home. Take care of yourself and I will see you again." "Thanks for the candy, Ricky," she said as he stood up. Facing her, he rubbed the top of her head and said, "You better get inside before your mother comes out here." "She doesn't know I'm out here." "Yes she does, she spotted me as I sat down to talk to you. She is waiting by the door right now." Looking up at the door, he added, "Lovely night, isn't it?" "Yes it is," she answered. "Come on inside now, Catherine." "Good evening to you, Ricky," Catherine said as she scampered up the steps. "And you, Catherine," Jack called back as he walked down the street. He thought back to when he first met Catherine. She was sitting on the stoup crying. He asked what was wrong and she answered that her pet cat just died. That was almost two years ago. Ever since then, he had the urge to pick up where he left off over a hundred years ago. _Life can be fun and then somewhere along the way, all hell breaks loose and you don't have a clue what to do_, he thought to himself as he made his way home. *Why did you start talking to her in the first place? She would have made a wonderful sacrifice for me!* His mind spoke at him. _Shut up_, he cried. _She was lonely when we met. Now I am her matey that keeps her going day in and day out. If I ended her life, I would be the first person they would look for._ A block from his house, he spotted another young girl. This time she was around sixteen. Instead of heading in her direction, he headed home. All this arguing with himself has given him a headache. Once inside his house, he headed into the bath to retrieve some aspirin. Then he went into the kitchen and made a pot of Twinings. When the tea was ready, he picked up the book he was reading earlier and continued where he left off. _Of all the nights, I had to pick this one to visit Catherine._ Half way through the story, he put the book down and decided to go for a walk. This time he headed in the oposite direction. Ten blocks from where he lives, he spotted a young lady standing under a streetlight trying to light her cigarette. "Here let me give you a hand," he said as he approached. "Thanks," was all she said as he lit her cigarette. He continued walking down the street until he found a dark entryway. >From there, he watched her smoke and fidget. Something just wasn't right. Instead of sticking around, he continued on his way. Within a minute of leaving the entryway, a car pulled up next to the woman. She leaned into the car and spoke for a brief period of time. As he looked back, she climbed in and the car sped off. _Oh well._ Another five blocks, he turned left and ran smack into another young lady. "Sorry," she said as she kept on moving. By the time he turned around, she was gone. _Damn! This isn't going too well tonight, Jack._ He thought to himself as he continued walking. By the time he got his bearings straight, a third young lady. From where he stood, he could tell that she had red hair and was barely five feet tall. She finally noticed him, as he was about to reach her. "Could you spare a cigarette?" she asked. "Sorry, I don't smoke." "Sorry to disturb you," she said as she walked away. Jack followed her movements with his eyes. When she was about a hundred yards away, he turned around and followed her. When she turned down a dark alley, he was upon her. "Don't scream," he said as he placed his hand over her mouth. She nodded. Keeping her back to him, he leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Tell me, how old are you?" "Nineteen," she answered around the hand on her mouth. "Nineteen," he echoed. "What is your name?" "Janice." "Well Janice, how about we play a little game." Janice nodded her head. "Good, how about you tell me what you think each object is and if you are correct, I'll let you go. Does that sound fair?" Again she nodded. First she placed a pen against her hand. Since she could not see the object, she guessed, "A pencil." "Wrong, it is a pen." He said with a quiet voice. "What is this one?" he asked as he placed the blade of his knife at her throat. Her eyes widened when she felt cold steel against her neck. "A knife." "Good," he stated with the same quiet voice. "Now I'll let you go." With that, he sliced her neck open. *_Thank You Jack. I needed that._* Jack let her limp body drop to the ground and he walked away. As he walked out the far end of the alley, he could here someone calling, "Janice, where are you?" _Too bad, she won't be answering you._ Smiling to himself, he headed home once again. *_Now, I can sleep tonight Jack my boy._* Upon entering his house, the phone was ringing. "Hello," he said as he picked up the receiver. "Good evening sir, I am calling to see if you would like to subscribe to the Comic Club," a soft-spoken voice said. "I am sorry, I do not read comics," he stated with respect. "Sorry to disturb you sir," she said as she hung up. _How did they get my number? I had it unlisted for privacy. Now I will have to call British Telecom._ Jack thought as he replaced the receiver in its cradle. Instead of pondering further, he headed to his bedroom. ==|------- As he stepped into the shower the next morning, he heard about the latest murder. _Just once, I would like to take my morning shower in peace. Tonight, my boy, is the night for Rika._ Getting dressed, he decided to walk over to see his young friend. As he neared her house, he noticed several police cars. A middle-aged policewoman stopped him. "Sir, we are holding an inquiry in this area. Is there something we can do for you?" "I just came by to see Catherine, the little girl who lives in that house," he answered as he pointed to the same house the officers were coming out of. "I am sorry to inform you that the little girl has been killed." Jack's lower jaw dropped at the news. "How do you know the young girl?" "A couple of years ago, I was walking down this street and I saw her crying. I stopped and talked to her. Ever since then, I have kept an eye out for her and her family-can never be too careful with all this runabout. Whenever I would see her sitting out on the stoop, I would stop and give her a piece of sweets. Last night she seemed to be in a good mood for a change. How did she die?" "I am sorry sir, but I cannot give out that information." Out of nowhere a loud piercing voice rang out, " That's him. I saw him talking to her." Several heads turned to him. "Is that so," another officer said as he walked up. Unlike his partner, he was still in his twenties. "When did you see her last?" "I saw her last night around nine. We talked for a few minutes. Her mother came out and told her to go inside. I said good night to both of them before heading home." The young officer looked at him, then wrote everything down in his little book. "Would you stop by the precinct and give us a full statement for our records?" "I will be glad to. I hope you find out who killed her. She was such a sweet young girl. I will miss her terribly." Jack said as a tear rolled down his cheeks. "Goodbye Catherine. I hope you are happy where you are," he whispered as he walked away. _Well this has turned into a lousy day. What else could go wrong?_ He thought as he continued his casual stroll. _The city was starting to get on his nerves. What you need Jack is a day in the country. Hire yourself a car and go. There is nothing stopping you from enjoying a beautiful day._ As he reached the corner, a city lorry ran a light and hit a compact. From what he saw, he knew that there were injuries. Turning around, he ran back to the policemen. "Excuse me," he said as he caught the attention of the policewoman he talked to earlier. "There has been an accident at the corner." As he finished, she took off down the street. _Haven't seen anyone move that fast since I was in school. Good old George. There was a man that could run. Linda had a hard time keeping up with him as he walked. No one could catch him if he was running. How they ended up married was anyone's guess_, he thought as he headed back to the scene of the accident. A large group of people watched as the officer tried to get the injured people out of the car. Without being asked, he lent a hand and helped. A woman in her early twenties was in hysterics as she was pulled out from the wreckage. "Where is Amy?" she kept asking and asking. Jack looked into the car and could barely see the tiny legs of the infant. He knew just from looking that the baby girl was already dead. The officer looked at him when he stepped back from the car. "What is wrong?" she asked as she saw his expression. "I have seen death a thousand times in my life, but nothing is more horrifying than seeing a child so badly mangled." he answered as he walked over to a small row of hedges and puked. _This is the worst day in my existence._ "How can I say I'm sorry to her?" he asked no one in particular. "Nobody can," the officer said as he stood up. "The best thing is to tell her the truth and hopefully she will understand." "You are wrong there, Miss," Jack stated flatly. "There is no easy way to tell a young mother that her child has been killed in an accident. I know that from past experiences. About fifteen years ago, I lost my child to an accident. Within the next month, I lost my wife. She was so heart broken that she willed her life to end." More tears were running down his face. "I barely kept my sanity when everyone around me was losing theirs." Another police car arrived and the officer was questioning the driver of the lorry. "How fast were you going? Didn't you see the light change?" Jack did not bother to stick around and listen to the answers. He was so wrapped up in the death of the child for anything else. "Excuse me sir, could you tell me your name?" The police- woman asked. "Richard. Richard Johansen." "Thank you for your help Mr. Johansen," she said as she escorted him away from the scene. ==|------- Three hours later, Jack was back at the scene of his latest victim. Rei and Nigel were busy looking over the area. _Now there are two dedicated individuals. Maybe they will get lucky. Then again, maybe not. I have survived for over a hundred years and I haven't been caught yet. There have been some very good sleuths that have tried to uncover me paths. All of them went to their grave, disappointed._ Standing across the street from them, Jack watched with extreme curiosity. Nothing proved more interesting than watching the two agents trying to get clues from the scene. Unlike the last victim, this one only had her throat cut. Having seen enough, Jack turned away and headed over to the Hall. _Maybe, you can find out where she lives, Jack ole boy._ He thought as he strolled down the street. Just as he arrived at his hiding place, she arrived. Tonight, she wore a loose fitting sweatshirt and a pair of faded jeans. _Not bad at all, if I say so myself._ For the next three hours, he stood there waiting for her to come out. Finally, she emerged with a group of fellow musicians. He could not hear what was being said, but he could figure out that they were trying to convince her to join them. After giving them an apology, she headed her way and the others went the oposite direction. Giving her a head start, Jack followed her. This time, he kept her in sight until she arrived at her flat. Nice location, he thought as he watched her enter the building. Now I know where you live, Rika. He stood watching her building for another twenty minutes before turning around and heading home. Well Jack, you have turned this into a productive day. Congratulations on a good job. On the way home, he spotted an empty lot that was just down the road from where she lives. This would make an excellent location for her demise. Whistling an off key tune, he continued his walk. "Good morning London," the news announcer began. "So far, Scotland Yard still doesn't have any leads into the bizarre deaths. According to a NSY spokesperson, NSY is getting closer to finding the identity of the perpetrator." Jack sat up in bed when he heard that. _I guess I underestimated those two._ "So far, they believe the acts are caused by the same person. There haven't been any eye- witnesses so NSY are unable to give a description. Japanese government officials are still..." Jack reached over and shut off the radio. "Isn't there any good news?" he said aloud as he climbed out of bed. _Life was so much simpler a hundred years ago. There was no such thing as radio or telly. If you wanted to know what was going around town, you bought the paper. Hardly anyone reads the paper any more_, he thought as he climbed into the shower. Once he finished, he cleaned up the house and the yard. After all the work was done, he sat and continued reading the story that he started a few days before. Noon came and went while he read. As he closed the back cover, the sun was starting to set. _Tonight is the night Jack. I hope you are prepared._ Getting up, he fixed himself a ham and swiss on rye. By the time he finished eating, it was already dark. Putting on his coat, he took his walking stick and headed over to Rika's flat. He decided to wait for her when she returned from the concert tonight. Jack stood in the shadows as Rika approached. Instead of sneaking up behind her, he decided to approach her from the front. When she was still a block away, he stepped out from his hiding place and started walking towards her. As they neared, Jack accidentally, on purpose, bumped into her. "Pardon me," Jack said as he helped her remain on her feet. "I am sorry, I don't know what happened," he added as he spun her around and flashed hi knife in front of her. Before she could let out a scream, Jack placed his hand over her mouth and whispered, "If you make a sound, you will regret it. Understand?" She nodded her head in response. "Good. Now we are going to take a friendly walk." Together they walked back to where he waited for her to arrive. "Listen up. Do you know who I am?" Rika shook her head. "I am the one that has been making the news everyday for the last two months." Her eyes grew to a point that they almost popped out of her head. "Careful, Rika, I don't want you to lose your lovely eyes." In a soft-scared tone, Rika asked, "Why? What did I do?" "Absolutely nothing. For the past hundred years I followed prostitutes. I figured that I would change my victims. I found that young Japanese ladies are more delightful than my previous victims. Now comes the really fun part." A look of true terror could be seen on her face as he spoke. "I get to tell you what I am going to do. First off, I am going to take out my knife and show it to you. Then, if I am in a good mood, I'll just slide it across your young tender throat. If I am not in a good mood, I'll carefully remove one or two of your organs after I let you bleed to death. Everything depends on you, Rika." The last part of his little speech, she did not hear because she fainted. Losing the good mood he was in, Jack laid her down on the ground, slit her throat and rolled her onto her left side. Before rolling Rika back, he made sure there was no more blood seeping from her neck. Not bothering to be neat, Jack cut open her shirt and bra. With one stroke, he had cut her from the neck down to her navel. One more cut across her flat belly and Jack had opened her up. Reaching inside, he cut out her heart, liver and kidneys. He did not feel like fixing her up like he did the thirteen-year-old. Instead, he closed her shirt and walked away. By the time he was three blocks away, he heard someone scream. The sound of that voice was like music in his ears. His own music. Smiling to the entire world, Jack walked cheerfully home. Chapter Five: Fears and the Scoop A Boeing 747 landed at Los Angeles International Airport. The two passengers stepped off the plane and looked at what they saw. Never in their lives have they seen anything like this before. An airport representative met them as they walked through the gate. "Good afternoon, my name is Alicia. There is a lounge reserved for you while you are waiting for your plane to refuel. If you will follow me please." Yohko translated for Azusa. Both girls were surprised at the abundance of hospitality they have been shown since they arrived at Narita. As they entered the lounge, they were surprised once again. There was a basket of fruit, a bottle of champagne, a fully stocked wet bar, a large screen TV and a stereo system. "Yohko, would look at all of this," Azusa cried as she entered. "Please make yourselves comfortable. I will return when your flight is ready. In the meantime, enjoy." "Thank you," Yohko said as she walked over to the windows that overlooked the tarmac. "Azusa, come take a look at this airport." "Mmph," Azusa answered as she took a huge bite out of a red apple. Azusa just stared out the window, the apple temporarily forgotten in her mouth. After remembering that she was eating, Azusa finished chewing the piece in her mouth and added, "This place is huge. I thought Narita was big, but this is even bigger." Just as Yohko was about to respond, a phone on the coffee table started ringing. "Hello," Yohko said as she answered. "How was your flight from Japan?" "It was wonderful. Azusa slept most of the way. Where are you?" "I am in St. Paul. I will be waiting for you when you land. There is a lot to discuss when you arrive." "Why are you doing all of this for us? Wouldn't it have been cheaper if we flew across Asia and Europe instead of the Pacific and the States?" "Yes it would have been cheaper and faster. But I promised a friend that I would help her out. This is the only way I can provide that help. You have to bear with me on this, Yohko-chan." "Hai. Azusa can't wait to meet this strange man that is giving her a thrill of a lifetime." Azusa jabbed Yohko in the ribs. "I can't wait to see you again John-san." Alicia walked back into the lounge. "We have to go. Our plane is about to leave again. Ja ne." "Ja ne, Yohko-chan." "This is such a lovely place. I could live like this forever," Azusa said as she started walking out the door. "No you wouldn't. After the first few days, you would get bored and start acting crazy," Yohko commented as they walked towards the gate. "Domo arigato, Alicia," Azusa said as she entered the gate. Yohko looked at her friend and shrugged. Lilly met them at the plane. "Welcome back. I hope you enjoyed your stay. We will be leaving in five minutes. "Thank you," Yohko said as she stepped onboard. By the time she reached her seat, Azusa was already strapped in. "This has been a lot of fun. I wonder what Ayako and Azusa-ni are doing? Hopefully we are not missing out on anything." Looking over at her partner, Yohko could not help but smile. Whenever she needed a pick-me-up, all she had to do was talk with Azusa. _Mother is always too busy to talk. Either she is out working or she is arguing with grandmother. Grandmother is too wrapped up in training to talk about the little things. Ayako and Azusa-ni are tied up either in their Devil Hunter arcana training, or their normal lives. Even though Azusa is still in training, she is still the only one I can turn to just to talk. If she decides to move on after this is over with, I will miss her greatly._ Yohko was deep in thought to realize that the plane had taxied and taken off. "Welcome aboard the continuing flight. Our next stop will be Minneapolis-St. Paul. Time of this flight will be four hours and fifty minutes. The current temperature is sixty- four degrees with light rain. Lilly will be serving dinner shortly after we reach our cruising altitude. So sit back and enjoy the flight." "I think I like our pilot," Azusa stated. Yohko started laughing. "What is so funny?" "I can't believe you actually said that. Why don't you go up to the cockpit and talk to him. I think he will let you sit up there for a while." Azusa looked at her. "Just go and get it over with, will you." Azusa unbuckled her safety strap and headed up to the upper deck. While Azusa made her way to the front of the aircraft, it gave Yohko some time to think. _Che, she can get real annoying sometimes. How did I survive with her these last four years?_ Instantly, her conscience responded. _You survived the last four years because of her. If she hadn't been there, you would already be in your grave, girl. Wise up and face facts: you both need each other. Don't even start thinking about what it would have been like because you will end up finding yourself dead and buried every time you look back. Azusa is your best friend in the entire world, Yohko. Don't even think about screwing it up._ Dinner was being served by the time Azusa came back down. Her face was lit up like a Christmas tree. "Oh he is such a nice man. He let me sit in the co-pilot's seat and he also let me punch a few buttons." Azusa said as she sat down. "You should go up and see for yourself, Yohko." "Sorry Azusa, I don't feel like doing that. Right now all I want to do is think a few things over. Ok?" "Sure Yohko. Is there anything I can do for you?" "No. Thanks anyway." Looking out the window, Yohko let her mind wander. _Grandmother, why did I become a Devil Hunter? All I really wanted was to enjoy my teenage years and have a boyfriend. Instead, I got bad grades in school and didn't even find a boy- friend. I guess it's because I'm a direct descendant. All the first born girls in the family become a Devil Hunter-our family is so matriarchal, we've been keeping the Mano surname, despite Japanese convention! Give yourself some time and you will find a boyfriend. Right now, you have work to do. After this is over, you will have time to find that special someone. Enjoy life as it is and you will be rewarded many times over. Azusa is very fond of you and she will do just about any- thing that will make you happy. Above all, do not underestimate Azusa or yourself. You have seen more than you should and together, you are the best team there is. Azusa, Ayako, Azusa-ni, Chikago, Grandmother and Mother have faith in you, Yohko. Don't deny it. Now don't start having regrets, they will get in the way when you can't afford them._ Closing her eyes, Yohko fell asleep. Azusa looked over at her and said, "Pleasant dreams, Yohko-chan." ==|------- Yohko woke up just as the plane was making its descent into Minneapolis. "We will be arriving at gate fifteen in thirty minutes. Your host will be waiting for you in the terminal. This flight will continue to London when everything is settled here. I hope you have enjoyed your flight." "Yohko, is this where they built that huge mall?" "Yes, Azusa. I think we will have time to look around before we have to go to London. Right now, John-san is waiting for us." As they entered the terminal, a well-dressed gentleman in his late twenties met them. His brown hair was cut just above the collar and his green eyes lit up as he saw Yohko. Yohko dropped her carry-on and ran up to him. Azusa stood there and watched the spectacle that was happening in front of her. "John-san, I missed you." "I missed you too, Yohko-chan. You look beautiful." "Thank you. How are you doing?" "I am doing great," he stated as they separated. Looking over to Azusa, he added, "Konnichiwa Azusa-chan. Ogenki desu ka?" "Hai, genki desu. Okage sama de. Anata wa?" Azusa stuttered. "Genki da, domo. Come follow me. Don't worry about your luggage, we will have your bags brought to the house." A few passengers looked at the trio and wondered what all that was about. "Now you can finally meet Liz and the kids." "I didn't know you were married." "Just like I didn't know you were in college," John answered as they walked out of the terminal. Parked right in front was a black limousine. The driver opened the door as they arrived. "Thank you Steve. Home please." "Yes sir," Steve said as he closed the door. Unlike the chauffeurs in the movies, Steve was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a pull over polo shirt. His curly blonde hair came down to his shoulders and his baby blue eyes sparkled as he watched the two arrivals. As expected, Yohko fell head over heels. As unexpected, Azusa joined right in as well. The ride didn't take that long from the airport to Summit Avenue. No one spoke during the twenty-minute ride. The car pulled up in front of a marble three-story house. To the girls, it wasn't just a house; it was a very big house. They stood outside looking at the front when a four year old boy came running out the front door, followed by a young lady about the same age as John carrying a little girl. The boy looked just like his father. Mother and daughter looked almost the same. Liz's auburn hair hung down to her waist and her gray eyes sparkled. Marcy on the other hand, had short red hair. "Come on inside and we will get acquainted all over again." John said as he led the group inside. Yohko and Azusa stopped dead in their tracks as they entered the house. Hanging in the foyer was a gold and crystal chandelier. They could not believe the size of it. "Don't just stand there, come on in." "We haven't seen anything like this before," Yohko said as they entered the living room. The two foreigners kept looking at everything. There was a lot more furnishings in the living room than Yohko has in hers. On each side of the fireplace sat two easy chairs. In front of the windows was a five-cushion davenport. A large oval coffee table sat in the middle of the room. John stepped out of the room while his guests got comfortable. Returning, he was holding a serving tray with two glasses. Handing each of the girls a glass, John sat on the daven- port. While they waited for their luggage to arrive, they sat and talked about the last several years. Finally, their bags arrived. John led them up to their rooms. Each room had a private bath. The room Yohko was given was decorated in lavender and yellow while Azusa's room was in teal and orange. Left to themselves, the girls unpacked and headed to the bath. Once they finished, neither of them wanted to go back down. Instead, they crawled into bed and fell asleep. Wondering where his guests were, John headed up the stairs and checked their rooms. Both girls were fast asleep. Must have been the flight over here, John thought as he walked back down to the living room. "Our young guests are sleeping. I don't expect them to be up before noon," he said as he sat down. "They did have a long flight you know," Liz stated. John was about to make a comment when the phone rang. "Hello," he said as he picked up the receiver. "Did your guests arrive?" an older man asked. "Yes, Dad. They are asleep right now. Thank you for sending your plane for them." "Anything for my only son who has bigger problems than I do." "I agree, Dad. If I had listened to you years ago, I would be sitting behind a huge desk being bored silly listening to stuffed shirts complaining all day." "Listening to stuffed shirts is better than wondering if you are going to be coming home after work." John Sr. said sarcastically. "Dad, I don't want to start arguing with you. You know how much I like my job. At least I can get out of the office anytime I feel like it. Besides, if it wasn't for my job, I would have never met Liz and then you would not have any grandkids." John Jr. stated just as sarcastically. "Ok, John. You win. Take care of your guests for me. Yohko's grandmother would never forgive me if anything happened to them." "I'll take care of them for you, Dad. Too bad that you are in San Diego instead of here. Yohko will be disappointed that she will not be able to see you." "Good night John." "Good night Dad," John said as he replaced the receiver in its cradle. Looking over at Liz, he smiled and stated, "Come on love, let's go to bed." _He hasn't been in this kind of mood in a while_, Liz thought as she stood up. _I wonder what is going through his head?_ "Why John, you are in a playful mood tonight." "Can't a man enjoy the company of his wife every so often that his wife has to ask?" he answered as he led the way up the stairs. ==|------- Before anyone rose, Yohko and Azusa were sitting in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee. Yohko sat facing the doorway leading out into the yard with Azusa sitting to her right. Upon entering, both girls stood there in awe as to the size of the room. The entire woodwork was in a rich dark oak including the table and chairs. The pot of coffee sat in front of them. Yohko poured herself a third cup, looked out the window and stated, "I wonder what is so important that we have traveled half way around the world?" "I do not know, Yohko-chan. But whatever it is, it must be very important that you have been asked for. I know you are the best there is and that I can never be as good as you," Azusa answered. "Azusa, if it wasn't for you, I would be dead by now. Give yourself some credit. Even Grandmother thinks highly of you. In fact, she even stated that you are a better pupil than I was. Also, there is no one else I rather be teamed up with than you." Yohko said as she turned her attention to her partner. "You have been more than just a partner, you have been my friend when I needed one and you are like a sister to me. In fact, I consider you my sister anyway." Standing up, she added, "Come on, let's go out and see what kind of neighborhood our host lives in." Dressed in there normal street clothes, they headed out the back door and around the front. Upon reaching the main sidewalk, they turned east and headed down the street. Every house on the block was made out of marble bricks just like the old vampire movies. "I don't think there are houses like this in Japan," Azusa said. "I don't believe there is. If there were any, no one could afford to buy them." When they had to stop for a red light, a red 58 Ford Mustang pulled up along side them. "Hey girls, need a ride?" The driver asked in a sly voice. Looking at him, they noticed that he was wearing a dark blue three-piece suit, a white shirt and a pale blue and pink tie. His hair was starting to turn gray. "No thank you," Yohko said and turned down the street, purposely leaving their route. No sooner did they turn; the driver started to follow them. Without looking back, the two girls turned again. The car still followed them. Finally, after having enough of the jerk, Yohko stopped and faced the driver. "Just what do you think you are doing?" she asked in a tone that sent shivers down Azusa's back. Leaning out the window, the driver replied, "I could not help wondering where two beautiful young ladies are headed this early in the morning?" Yohko glared at him. If he were watching her facial expressions instead of staring at her body, he would have realized that it was time to leave. "So I figured I would follow and see if you needed any help." "I told you already that we are doing just fine," Yohko responded through clenched teeth. Still not paying any attention to what she was saying, he opened his door and stepped out. Within seconds, he was staring at someone totally different with a sword at his throat. "I hope this will sink into your dense skull, *WE DON'T NEED YOUR HELP. SO LEAVE US ALONE!!!!*" The driver stepped back and climbed into his car. Within seconds, he was completely out of sight. "What did you do that for?" Azusa asked. Without replying, Yohko took off running. Never in her life did she feel the urge to harm someone other than a demon. When she stopped to catch her breath, she looked up and noticed that she was standing outside the Cathedral. Still holding her sword, Yohko dashed inside and spotted a small shrine off to her left. Heading in that direction, she was spotted by the Pastor. Upon reaching the shrine, she laid her sword down and began to cry. "Grant me the strength to overcome these feelings," she prayed softly. With her head bent, she did not the Pastor approach. "What troubles you child?" He asked as he knelt down beside her. Not bothering to look up, she replied, "I apologize for intruding on your own house of worship." "Nonsense, child. God accepts all, even those of different faiths." Her slender frame shook as more tears came. "I-I'm so confused," she said, in a ragged voice. "Come my child. There is a more private place where we can talk," the Pastor said in a soft reassuring voice. Yohko looked up at him as he stood. The man stood about six feet with short black hair. His deep blue eyes conveyed compassion and friendship. Before standing up, she retrieved her sword. "You will not need your weapon, child," he said as he placed his right hand on her left shoulder. "In fact, why are you carrying such a thing?" "I am sorry, sir, but it is a part of me. I cannot leave it here." Yohko whispered. "I'll hold it for you Yohko," a soft voice said in Japanese. The priest looked at the new arrival. He nodded to her and replied in broken Japanese, "Arigato, child." Yohko looked at her friend and the priest before handing her sword over to Azusa. "Domo arigato Azusa-chan." Facing the priest once again she let him lead the way. "Please wait for me," she pleaded as she was led behind the altar. "Hai, Yohko-chan, I will wait." Azusa said as she walked over to a pew and sat down. In a small private room with a table and three chairs, the Pastor and Yohko sat in silence. The only decorations in the room were a cross and a painting of the Last Supper. "What is troubling you?" He asked softly. Looking at the painting, Yohko straightened her shoulders and sighed. "For the past four years, I have been a Devil Hunter in Japan - an exorcist, a Ghostbuster. I have killed more demons than I can recall. I come from a long line of Devil Hunters. Some of my ancestors died fighting them. Most survived. The first Devil Hunter was Mano Haruka. I remember being killed by a demon once and I was teleported back to her timeframe. She noticed that I wore the same type of outfit she did and called upon everything that she knew to restore my life. When I came to, she asked who I was and what was I doing in her time. I relayed everything that I knew. "Haruka told me that since I was revived by her powers, I was ultimately tied to devils. Whenever one should pop up, I am duty bound to send it back or kill it. Most of the time, I end up killing it. Together, we came back to my timeframe. The devil I was fighting split himself so that there was one hundred eight of him. Haruka called the one hundred six devil hunters between her- self and I." The pastor gave her a quizzical look. "You see, Haruka is the first and I am the one hundred eighth. Between all of us, we killed it. "This morning, while taking a leisurely stroll, my friend and I were confronted by a man that would not leave us alone. The only way I could get rid of him was to change into the outfit I now wear. Both the outfit and the sword are the embodiment of my soul. If I should lose my sword, I am nothing but an empty shell." The Pastor sat there listening to every word she said. He had read somewhere that there were Hunters of Devils and demons out there, and not all used the same methods as those of his faith. This was the first time he encountered one. "Yohko," he began, choosing his words carefully. "The only thing I can do for you is try to comfort you in your time of need. You will have to face your fears on your own. No matter what you do, remember this, You are a child of God. He is always there for you. All you have to do is ask for his help and he will be there. Yohko stood up and started for the door. "Before you go," he started to say, trailing off. Yohko turned and faced him. Walking over to her, he placed his right hand on her head and said, "Dear Lord, grant this servant of yours the power to face the challenges that present themselves to her. Guide her through these dark times and keep her safe." After blessing her, he led the way back to the church. Azusa looked up as they approached. Yohko could tell that her friend had been crying. Both girls embraced in a warm friendly hug as new tears ran down their cheeks. "Yohko-chan, are you ok?" Azusa asked as they parted. "Hai. I guess I needed someone outside my small circle of friends and family to talk to." Turning around, she walked over to the Pastor and added, "Thank you, sir. I..." "No need to thank my child," he said. "I am only doing what I was called to do, just like you are doing what you were called to do. Don't forget that the one that granted you the powers you possess is watching you. Do what comes naturally and you will live a long and prosperous life. Take care of yourself and your friend." As he turned away, he added, "Go in peace." With that, he walked back to his office. "Can we go now?" Azusa asked. "Hai, lets go." ==|------- When they walked back in the house, John was waiting for them. He was completely surprised that Yohko was not wearing the same clothes she had when she left and that she was carrying a very mean looking sword. "Ah Yohko?" He asked when she sat down at the table. Looking at him, she realized that she was still dressed for battle. "Oh sorry John. I must have forgotten to change. Please give me a moment." Getting up, Yohko headed for her room. John looked at Azusa, who in turn gave John a look that said, "Don't look at me for an explanation." A couple of minutes later, Yohko returned dressed in her normal street clothes. "Where did you go to?" "We decided to take a walk. Along the way, we ran into a creep driving a Ford Mustang. He started to follow us and I did something foolish. After he left, I ran until I reached the huge church at the end of the street." John facefaulted. "Yohko, that is three and a half miles from here. That is a long way to run." He stated in Japanese. "Tell me about it," Azusa stated. "I had a hard time trying to keep up with her. Just like grandmother said, 'Once she sets her mind to something, there is no stopping her'." "Anyway, I went inside and I ended up talking to a priest. He understood what I am and what I do. He helped me overcome my fears and now I can continue on with this mission. Which you have yet to explain," she said, her tone indicating that it was time for an explanation. Now. Placing his hands on the table, he let out a sigh and looked directly at her. "Several weeks ago, A friend of mine that works for New Scotland Yard, was given the task to find a serial killer that resembles Jack the Ripper." "Jakku the who?" Azusa asked. "Jack the Ripper-a killer in England, from the late eighteen hundreds. Jack isn't even his real name; that's just a name the newspapers of that time gave him. He killed eight prostitutes, then disappeared. He was never caught." Both girls sat there listening. "The original Jack the Ripper preyed on prostitutes. This 'Jack the Ripper' is preying on young pretty Japanese ladies. So far the London Police have no idea who he is. My friend, Reiko Nakano and her partner Nigel Cummins have had no luck finding him, and they're two of Britain's finest. The other day, she called me and asked for help. I immediately thought of you because of your grandmother being a friend of my father's, but more importantly because we're dealing with a killer that should have been dead a century ago-something smells very much of the occult here, and that's where your talents come in. "Anyway, my father gave me the use of the plane for you. I could not think of a better way than for you to get here. I could have sent you directly to London, but thought it best that I should at least give you the run down before I sent you there." He let that sink in before he continued. "After I called you, I called Rei back and told her that both of you would be arriving within the next couple of days. So that is what all this is about. All I can say is that Rei and I really appreciate you doing this." "John-san, this is what we do. If it means that we have to travel all over the world, then that is what we will do. I cannot fault you for doing what you think is right. All I can do is do the best I can. Hopefully, our best is going to be good enough. So when are supposed to leave?" "How soon do you want to go?" "Hey, before we go anywhere, I want to go to the Mall!" Azusa stated flatly. "You keep forgetting about me." Yohko and John started to laugh. "Ok Azusa, we will go to the Mall and you can look at everything. Tomorrow we will decide what to do." ==|------- Four and half-hours later, three weary people walked out of the Mall. Several hundred dollars transferred hands at several stores. Most of the items bought were mailed to Japan while only a few were brought back to the house. Every ride located in Camp Snoopy was ridden at least once. No one felt more at home in the Camp than Azusa. Several times, Yohko walked away from her friend due to the embarrassing situations she was placed in. Back at the house, Azusa dropped (literally) onto the sofa. Yohko headed up to her room while John sat down and shook his head. Looking over at the teen, he asked, "Did you enjoy yourself, little one?" "Hai," was all she said as she fell asleep. Chapter Six: London "Good Evening, Another tragic death in London. Rika Kurusa was found a block from her apartment early this morning. Miss Kurusa recently joined the London Royal Symphony. Her Opening debut, two days ago, was received with a standing ovation. According to NSY, this the latest crime appears to be the work of the same perpetrator." Dan Rather stated on the CBS Evening News. Azusa ran out of the room and up the stairs before anyone could say a word. Yohko looked at everyone and spoke softly. "She was Azusa's favorite musician. She would sit and listen to her CDs for hours. Now I think we should be going." Getting up from the table, Yohko added, "I'll tell her to pack her bags." With that said, Yohko left the room. Liz looked over at her husband and said, "I hope you know what you are doing." "So do I. So do I," was the only answer he gave. Walking over to the phone, he picked up the receiver and dialed the hanger. "Robert, John here. How soon can you get the plane ready?" A long pause. "That long?" A shorter pause. "Ok. Well I need the plane ready within the hour. Have the boys get it ready. Our guests are leaving tonight." Another long pause. "Good. We'll be there in an hour." Hanging up the phone, he looked at his wife and smiled. "I'll tell them," Liz said as she stood up. "Good thing Dad isn't here." She stopped for a second, thought about what she was going to say and left the room. John knew what she was thinking. _If Dad were here, he would have tanned your hide for not getting them there sooner._ Cursing out loud, "Dammit. I ain't a miracle worker you know." "I thought you were, Daddy," Marcy said as she looked up at her father. Picking up his daughter, John kissed her forehead and said, "Thanks, precious." "Welcome, Daddy." Within the stated amount of time, John, Liz, Yohko and Azusa were at the Minneapolis/St. Paul International Airport. The blue 747 sat at gate 15. The small group walked to the gate in silence. "Now boarding flight 001 for London at gate fifteen," a voice called over the intercom. Everyone looked at each other without saying a word. Yohko gave John and Liz a hug before she headed down the walkway. Azusa looked at them again, nodded and ran after her friend and partner. "Well John, I hope they survive." "I do too, Liz" The plane taxied away from the terminal ninety minutes after the phone call. Yohko stared out the window as the plane rolled down the tarmac. "Good evening ladies. I hope you enjoyed your stay in Minnesota. We will be stopping at La Guardia for fuel before we head to London. So please sit back and enjoy the flight." ==|------- On the other side of the Pacific, the tragic news reached the ears of Chikago, Ayako and Azusa-ni, who were sitting at the table in Chi's house. All three of them thought about Azusa at the same time. "You know, Azusa really liked her. I wonder how she is taking the news?" Chi asked as she sipped her tea. "I do not know," Ayako stated as she stared out the window. "I don't even know her that well. Ever since that fight we had, I haven't said very much to her even though she is my cousin's partner." "Don't feel bad Ayako-chan, I hardly know her myself. I think that when they return, I am going to start spending some time with her." Azusa-ni said as she placed her hands on the table. "I find it very strange that we look like twins, yet know nothing about each other." All of a sudden, Azusa-ni tensed and slapped her hands on the table. "What is wrong Azusa-chan?" Ayako asked. "Damn thing itches. I can't wait to get this thing off of me!" she exclaimed as she tried to put her right index finger under the cast. "You are going to have to wait for another six weeks before your cast comes off. In the mean time, you will just have to suffer," Chi replied. Azusa-ni gave her a nasty look. "You know she is right, Azusa-chan," Ayako added. "Next time, you need to be morecareful of what you are doing and where you are going." Facing her partner, Ayako smiled and added to no one in particular, "She can be a klutz sometimes." "Who are you calling a klutz?" Azusa-ni glared at her partner. _Sometimes she can be a royal pain._ Getting up, Azusa-ni hobbled out of the room. ==|------- Somewhere over Michigan, Yohko and Azusa were sitting quietly. Each looking at nothing and thinking about what they were going up against. A soft sob escaped Azusa. Facing her friend, Yohko could tell that she was clearly downcast. Reaching over, Yohko placed her hand over Azusa's and softly spoke. "Azusa-chan, everything will be ok. We will find her killer." Without saying a word, Azusa gently squeezed her hand. Tears threatened to roll down her cheeks as she raised the armrest between them and placed her head in Yohko's lap. "I will never get the chance to see her play. She was talented and young. Why Yohko? Why?" Azusa asked between sobs. Tenderly, Yohko tried to comfort her. Facing the window, she let her mind wander. _How can we fight something that has caused so much grief? Will we win or lose?_ Somewhere along the line, Azusa fell asleep. Not wanting to disturb her, Yohko smiled at the sleeping girl. "Rest now, my friend. Everything will work out fine." Closing her eyes, she soon joined her friend in slumber. Upon waking up, Yohko looked out the window and all she saw was water under the plane. No matter how hard she looked; she could not see any land. _Must be over the Atlantic._ Azusa still slept with her head pillowed in her lap. Carefully so that she did not disturb the sleeping form, she stretched. Bleary eyes looked up and a raspy voice asked, "Where are we?" Looking down, Yohko could tell that her friend did not sleep that well. "We are somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean. How did you sleep Azusa-chan?" Although knowing that she would not get an honest answer, she didn't care - Azusa's welfare was more important at the moment. "I have slept better. Thank you for being a good friend." "Don't mention it. We should be arriving soon. How about you getting up and refresh yourself while I work this cramp out of my legs that you gave me," Yohko deadpanned. "Ok Yohko-chan," Azusa said in a cheery voice. ==|------- Sitting at her desk, Rei looked at her notebook without really looking at it. Something just didn't seem right and she didn't have any idea what it was. Glancing up at the clock, Rei let out a soft sigh and stood. Walking towards the door, she stopped by Nigel's desk. Since he was temporarily out, she left a note: Nige, Went to pick up our helpers. Will call when they are settled. See you in a wink. Rei Climbing into her car, Rei turned the ignition and started off to Heathrow. _I hope John didn't make matters worse by sending these two._ Arriving earlier than the incoming flight, Rei stopped at one of the airport pubs. "Can I get you something to drink?" a middle aged man asked. His short curly brown hair was streaked with gray. Crows feet outlined the corners of his baby blue eyes. "Gin and tonic." By the time the inbound 747 landed, Rei had five compared to the normal amount she usually drank: one. _Don't make an arse out of yourself, Rei. These two are here to help you and if you play the ice bitch, they just might relay that information to John. You cannot afford to do something really stupid. Keep your head clear and everything will work out fine._ "Flight 001 from Minneapolis/Saint Paul now arriving at gate three," a feminine voice said over the PA system. Rei walked over to gate three and waited for the two passengers to disembark. "Thank you for flying with us," Lilly said as Yohko and Azusa stepped off. "I hope you have a wonderful time here in England." "Thank you," Yohko replied as she shook hands with the flight attendant. "We enjoyed the flight." As they walked down the ramp, she looked at Azusa and asked, "So how did you like the flight?" Stopping for a moment to stretch and yawn, Azusa rubbed her eyes and replied, "It was long. Right now all I want to do is meet our teammates and go to bed." Picking up the pace, she turned back and added, "Coming Yohko-chan?" "Right behind you Azusa-chan," Yohko said as she smiled to herself. _All I want is for Azusa-chan to be able to handle this upcoming confrontation._ When the two girls entered the terminal, they saw a Japanese looking lady holding up a sign. MANO AND KANZAKI. Heading in that direction, the two girls stopped in front of the person. "I am Yohko and this is my friend Azusa. Are you Nagano-san?" Rei could not believe her eyes. Standing in front of her were two people that looked more out of place in England - worse, they looked like many of the victims. _I hope you know what you are doing, John_, Rei asked for the umpteenth time in only a few days. "Yes I am," she replied in Japanese, her tones shaky though she knew the language since childhood. _Damn, Mum and Da were right when they said I should practice more._ "I will be one of your partners while you are here in London. Let me be the first to welcome you to England." "Thank you Nagano-san," Yohko said as they started heading out of the terminal. "Just call me Rei, Yohko," Rei replied, her tongue tripping over "wa"s and "ga"s with the skilled ease of someone who hasn't spoken the language in a while. Azusa looked at them with a quizzical look. "Yohko-chan, what are you talking about? With Rei's bad accent, all I really understood was my name." "I understand, Azusa-chan." Yohko turned a light shade of red. "But keep in mind that we're not in Japan. Rei may be Japanese, but she lives where it's not spoken often. Just be patient." As though reading the mind of the two young Japanese girls, Rei commented in English, "I haven't spoken Japanese in so long that I forgot about it. Sorry." Rei bowed respectfully to her guest. Returning the bow, Azusa said, "Hai, Rei," despite not understanding a single thing the older woman just said. Seeing the teen looking happy, Rei chuckled and answered, "We are headed out the East exit. If you want, you can wait for us there." "Domo," Azusa said as she wandered over to the baggage claim. As Azusa bounded ahead, Yohko turned to Rei. "I am proud of Azusa-chan. When we heard that Rika was killed, I was afraid that Azusa-chan would be severely depressed." Yohko said as they followed behind Azusa. "Did you know her?" "No, but Azusa loved to listen to her. When she finished her concerts here, Rika was going to play in Tokyo next month. Azusa already bought her ticket. Now all she can do is listen to her play on CD." Yohko said with a touch of sadness in her voice. "I think she would have been deliriously happy if she could have met Rika. Now she will never get that chance." "I am sorry to hear that. I did not get the chance to hear her play either. From what I gathered, every concert was sold out when she played. Rika received a standing ovation at the end of each one too. I it a shame that someone mean and cruel could do something like that." Meanwhile, Azusa was standing next to a middle-aged security guard. Neither of them could understand each other. "May I be of some assistance," Rei asked as she came up to the quarrelling duo. "I am trying to tell this young person that she is not allowed to break from the Baggage Claim queue. They may have differences where she is from, but this is England." he said with a sigh of relief. Facing Azusa, Rei translated. Lowering her head, Azusa softly said, "Gomen." Walking over to a bench, Azusa sat and started to cry. The Security Guard, Rei and Yohko looked at each other in complete puzzlement. Wordlessly, the guard turned away, embarrassed, as the other two joined Azusa. "Azusa-chan, what is wrong?" Yohko asked as she sat. "I can't do anything right. First, I buy a ticket for concert that I can't go to. Now I can't even get our bags right," Azusa answered between tears. "Tell you what Azusa," Rei began. "Instead of going to the hotel, I am going to take you somewhere else for a couple of days. I'll tell my boss that I need a couple days off and we can have all the fun you can handle. Ok?" Lifting her head, she looked Rei in the eyes and said. Domo arigato Rei, but no. I came here to do a job, and that's what I have to do." Wiping her eyes, Azusa stood up and looked proud. Pride bloomed in Yohko's heart in seeing her best friend looking happy once again, but just as important, ready to do her duty. ==|------- Two and a half hours later, the three women pulled up in front of the London Ritz. A young looking bellhop unloaded the boot and followed them inside. Yohko's eyes lit up as she kept looking behind her at the gray eyed man. Azusa snickered as she led the way. "I believe you have a reservation for a Mano and a Kanzaki," Rei stated as she stopped at the reception desk. The brown haired clerk looked at the three of them and replied, "One moment please." Turning his attention to the computer under the counter, he checked the list of reservations. "Yes we do. Penthouse." Addressing the bellhop, he continued as he handed over the keys, "William, please show the ladies their room." "This way please," William softly said as he led the way to the lift. _How can two young lasses afford the Penthouse? Even my old man can't afford one night in this place let alone the entire left side of the top floor._ No one said a word as they rode up. Yohko kept looking at the bellhop and thought, _Man is he cute_. William looked over at her when he realized that someone was staring at him. All Yohko could do was turn red and look away. Once they entered their suite, William handed the keys over as Rei slipped him a tip. "I hope you enjoy your stay," he said as he departed the room. Rei looked at the two girls and started to chuckle. "I can't believe you Yohko. You don't even know the young man and you are already flirting." "She can't help it, Rei," Azusa commented before Yohko could open her mouth. "For the last couple of years, she has been that way. I would not doubt that he would have her address when he finished working today." "Azusa-chan," Yoko exclaimed, "how can you say that." "It is the truth, Yohko-chan and you know it." Azusa rolled her eyes and walked into the room she just claimed for herself. "Get a good nights sleep and I will see you in the morning," Rei said as she placed her hand on Yohko's shoulder. "Just between you and me, I was the same way." Turning away from her guest, she left the suite. Azusa came out when she heard the door close. "Did Rei leave?" she asked as she dropped herself unceremoniously onto the sofa. "Hai. We will see her in the morning." Yohko replied as she walked over to the windows and stared out over London. Neither of them spoke as they looked at everything and nothing. A sort of relief filled the room. Each was lost in thought about being back home and with their friends. A sigh of peace emanated from two different parts of the room at the same time. _I could use some peace and quiet_, Yohko thought as she watched a flock of geese fly overhead. Without turning, she asked, "What would you like to do today?" Before Azusa could answer, Yohko's ring started to glow. "Not again," Azusa stated flatly with a touch of anger. Appearing in the doorway of one of the suites' bedrooms stood a mist shrouded creature that was hard to describe. They could tell that it was almost human in shape, but taller than they. *"Why is it that we cannot get a moments rest? Just when we were getting comfortable and ready to order room service, you had to show up. You have made a very big mistake and interrupt our chance for relaxation,"* Yohko bellowed as she created the vortex and changed into her regular outfit. *"Now face the wrath of the 108th Devil Hunter,"* she added as the yin-yang symbol formed on her chest, *"because I, Yohko am here."* Azusa changed into her regular outfit as Yohko changed. Standing in her battle pose, she added, *"And I, Azusa, am here as well."* The creature looked at both of them and laughed. *"How pathetic. Do you think you can defeat me? Not even the hundredth Devil Hunter could kill me."* Getting into her battle stance, Yohko called out, "Sword of my soul, come forth." As her sword appeared, she held it perpendicular to her body and charged. The creature sidestepped, causing Yohko to crash into the nightstand inside the bedroom, and breaking the lamp. "Daijobu, Yohko-chan?" Azusa cried. Groaning as she separated from the furniture, "Hai," Yohko answered. The creature at them mockingly. "Fools, children should not play with sharp objects." Azusa advanced and tried to slash his unprotected back. Instead of connecting, she buried the blade into the wall. Yanking it free, she swung again and placed a gash in the doorframe. Turning around, the creature backhanded Azusa across the main room and over the sofa, breaking another lamp in the process. "Amateurs," it chuckled. While the creature had its back to her, Yohko became extremely annoyed and once again charged; ramming her sword through the creature's chest until the hilt touched its back. Picking herself off the floor, Azusa saw the creature impaled on Yohko's sword and charged. Swinging her weapon, she sliced the head cleanly off its shoulders. "I can't believe this," it said as the creature dissipated. Slumping to the floor, Yohko looked around the suite. "Boy, did we ever make a mess." "Can we afford to pay for all this?" Yohko let out a sigh, "I don't know." ==|------- After changing back to their normal clothes, Yohko picked up the phone. "Operator," a soft voice said. Shifting to English, Yohko stated slowly, "I like to place a call to Japan. The number is 81-00-111-5435." "One moment please." ==|------- "Moshi, moshi," an older woman's voice said. "Grandmother," Yohko said excitedly. "Yohko-chan, genki-desu ka?" "Genki desu. Can you tell me about the 100th Devil Hunter? We just fought a Demon that stated, 'Not even the 100th Devil Hunter could defeat me'. I need to know about that Demon." A long pause. "I will have to check. Call me Tuesday. I should have that information for you. How are you two doing?" "We are doing fine," Yohko replied. "Domo grandmother. I'll call you then." Hanging up the phone, Yohko looked at Azusa and let out a sigh. "I hope grandmother can help us out." "Me too," Azusa added. "I think you better call Chi-chan." "Hai," Yohko responded. Picking up the phone, she called the operator once again. "Operator," a soft voice said. Shifting to English, Yohko stated slowly, "I like to place another call to Japan. The number is 81-00-111-5792." "One moment please." ==|------- A few moments later, "Moshi, moshi," a woman's voice said. "Chi irasshaimasu ka?" Yohko asked. "Chotto matte," the woman said. A long pause, "Moshi, moshi," a younger voice said. "Chi-chan," Yohko said excitedly. "Yohko-chan, genki desu ka? How is England?" Chikago asked. "Genki desu. England is too dreary for me." Yohko paused while she tried to figure out what to say. "By the way, how much money do we have from our fees?" "You have about five million stuffed aside. Why?" "Well...I...uh...we...uh...ran into a small problem," Yohko tried to explain. Taking the phone from her, Azusa began, "Shortly after we entered our hotel room, we ran into a Devil. During the battle, we sort of ruined a few things. We could use some money to pay for all that." "I have to go to the bank in the morning anyway. I will send you about a million of that. Where are you staying?" Chi inquired. "We are at the London Ritz," Azusa answered. "Domo, Chi." "Sayonara, Azusa-chan," "Sayonara Chi-chan," Azusa said as she replaced the receiver. "Chi-chan will send us some money when the bank opens," she mentioned to Yohko as she headed to her room. Before going to her room, Yohko set up wards to prevent another demon from entering the suite. _Glad I had Grandmother show me all the tricks of the trade. They do come in handy now and then. So much for dinner._ ==|------- Rei arrived at nine-thirty. Azusa answered the door and admitted her into the suite. "My stars, what happened here last night?" "Oh, just your random demon trying to stop us. We had a small problem at first but we were able to take care of it," Azusa said calmly. *"Just your random demon, she says,"* Rei restated as rolled her eyes. "Did you notify the front desk?" "We didn't think about that. Besides, our friend is sending us some money to pay for all the damage, which should be arriving within the day." Azusa said as she led her guest to the sofa. "Excuse me for a moment, I have to wake Yohko-chan up again." "By all means," Rei said as she sat. ==|------- Upon entering Yohko's room, Azusa noticed that Yohko had pulled all the covers out from the foot of the bed and had them hanging every which way. "Yohko-chan. Yohko-chan. *YOHKO-CHAN!*" Azusa yelled. The sleeping form rolled over and cracked one eye open. "What are you doing awake so early?" Yohko asked as she placed her right hand over her face, blocking out the light that filled the room. "I have been awake for three hours. It is now nine-thirty and Rei is here. It is time for you to get up and face the day, Yohko-chan," Azusa said as she pulled the curtains open. "Ok, I'm awake. Give me a few minutes and I'll be right out," Yohko said as she stretched. "Why is it that I can never sleep in late?" She asked to no one. There was no reply since Azusa had left the room. ==|------- Half an hour later, Yohko joined the two in the main room. "Ohiyo Rei, what do you have planned for us?" Yohko asked as she plopped herself down onto the sofa. "For starters, I am supposed to bring you two to the office and meet my boss. I have been telling him everything that John has told me about you two. But first, we need to let the management know about this mess." Rei said as she picked up the phone. An hour and several forms later, the three ladies departed the building. "I never knew anyone could get that upset," Azusa said as they climbed into Rei's car. "The Ritz is one of the most expensive hotels in London," Rei explained. "They do not like *random demons* coming into their hotel. The last time they had a problem like that was when a rock band from the States stayed for a week. That band is no longer allowed to enter the hotel." Yohko took in the scenery as they drove to NSY. "My chief wants to meet you two. He doesn't think you are able to catch the perpetrator of these crimes that have plagued the city," Rei added as she crossed the river. "Oh, I thought that we would get the chance to look around the city for awhile before we had to do anything," Azusa commented sourly. "You can't have everything your way, Azusa-chan. John-san didn't send us all this way just for a vacation you know," Yohko stated flatly. "I know. London looks like a pleasant city," Azusa said as they crossed the Thames. ==|------- When the three ladies entered the office, everyone turned their heads and looked at the two foreigners. Before they took six steps, a voice called out, *"Nakano. Did your specialists arrive?"* Yohko looked at Rei quizzically. "That is my boss. We might as well make him happy. He hates Mondays, because work piles up on weekends," Rei explained. Upon entering George White's office, Rei introduced everyone; "These are the two who will be helping out on this case. Yohko Mano and Azusa Kanzaki." "Please to make your acquaintance," George White said as he shook their hands. "I hope that you will follow every rule and listen to what Agent Nakano tells you." Yohko nodded. "I am tired of having a case with no leads. From what Ms. Nakano told me, you are the best there is. I hope she isn't wrong." Turning to Azusa, Yohko translated. "Hai," Azusa said as she looked at the Chief Inspector. "Sorry sir, Azusa does not speak English," Rei commented. "Don't matter as long as she follows the rules," Mr. White stated. "Now get out of my office and start solving this case." "Yes sir," Rie replied as she led her charges out of his office. Back at her desk, Rei picked up her notes and led the way to one of the interrogation rooms. ==|------- Closing the door, Rei explained, "There isn't much room in the office and this way we can study everything without being interrupted." "What about Mr. Cummins?" Azusa asked. "Thanks Azusa," Rei said as she picked up a phone and dialed a short number. "Nige, we are in room five, come in when you have a chance. We are going over the case and we could use your inputs." A short pause. "Thanks," Rei replaced the receiver in its cradle. "Nigel will be here shortly. While we are waiting, is there anything that I can get you two?" "No thanks," Azusa said. "I would like something to eat since I didn't have breakfast this morning," Yohko answered. "If you would get up at a decent hour, like the rest of us, you would have had anything on the menu. But *NO*, you had to sleep in." Azusa stated with a touch of sarcasm. "Keep that up and you will end up sleeping in the closet," Yohko chided in return. "Ok, that is enough you two," Rei said. "Are you two always like this?" "No. Not really, sometimes we just unload on each other," Yohko answered. "Like that time, grandmother had to keep us apart for three days. She could take it any longer. How your mother was able to put up with us, I don't know?" Azusa added. "She wasn't home most of the time. Where she keeps disappearing to, I haven't a clue," Yohko responded. "Well, I don't want to put up with it any more," Rei inter- jected. "From now on, let's keep this professional, ok?" The two girls nodded in agreement as the door opened and Nigel walked in. Looking at all three of them, Nigel asked, "Did I miss anything?" "Oh not really. I just had to stop these two," Rei explained as she pointed to the girls, "from starting a minor war in the building. We were just about getting started anyway. I hope you are willing to dump all this stuff in their lap." Taking a seat, Nigel looked at his partner and noticed a few more wrinkles around her eyes. "If it will solve the case and put the arse behind bars for the rest of his days, yes I am ready. Are you sure they can handle this?" "You should have seen their room this morning," Rei answered as she pulled up a chair. A couple of lamps were broken and some gashes in a wall and a doorframe. If these two can take out a Demon, I think they can handle anything." "Well not anything," Yohko interjected. "If you had to listen to my mother everyday about not having a boyfriend, that I can't handle." "Ok then," Nigel began, "this is what we already know." Carefully, Nigel and Rei filled them in from the very beginning. Chapter Seven: The War Begins Yohko and Azusa decided to take a walk. On their way out of the hotel, they stopped at the front desk. A young lady with blonde hair neatly cascaded down her small face. Her bright blue eyes lit up as the girls approached. "We would like to leave a message for some friends if they decide to stop by," Yohko said to her. "I would be glad to take one for you," the young lady replied as she picked up her pen and a message blank. "To whom would you like to address?" "Nigel Cummins and Rei Nakano of New Scotland Yards." Pausing for the receptionist to write the names, Yohko continued, "Azusa, that is A-zu-sa, and myself are headed down to the park for a casual look around. We should be back by one." "Anything else?" "That is everything. Thank you." "You are welcome Miss." Looking at her friend, Yohko said in Japanese, "Are you ready to go?" "Hai, Yohko-chan," Azusa replied. ==|------- A few passerbys looked at them as they walked down the street. Instead of paying any attention to them, the girls were too busy looking in the store windows. Every once in a while, they would stop and study the items on display. Glancing at the price tags, they would move on to the next store. "Everything looks expensive," Azusa stated as they walked past the twentieth store. "You are right about that. I did not know that things were that expensive here," Yohko added as they crossed the street in front of the park. Some snow remained under the bushes and park benches. A few children, dressed in overcoats, played tag as they entered. All in all, the park looked like a good place to forget about problems, as if the park were a natural balm to ease such worries and cares of the heart and soul. A few birds were singing in a tree, an avian symphony that was soothing to the ears of the two girls. Finding an empty bench, the girls sat and soaked in the peace and quiet around them, as this was the first peace and quiet they found since arriving. Yohko spotted Rei first. Just as Nigel walked into view, a child screamed and Yohko's stones brightened. "Here we go again," Yohko stated as she stood up. Running towards the scream, they spotted a demon. Creating their vortexes, the girls changed into their new outfits and faced their opponent. Rei and Nigel stood there and stared as the girls shifted outfits. Neither of them had seen nor heard anything like it in their entire lives. *"Why can't a girl get some peace and quiet once in a while without having something ruining the tranquility?"* Yohko bellowed as she drew out her sword. Azusa stood next to her partner and formed her pole arm. *"Rei, get those children out of here,"* Yohko screamed as she advanced on it. *"Since you interrupted our chance for some relaxation, now face the wrath of Yohko, the 108th Devil Hunter."* Azusa took her battle stance and added, *"And I, Azusa, Devil Hunter in Training."* *"How pathetic you both are,"* The eight-foot green looking demon bellowed. *"Just because you had destroyed one of my aspects doesn't mean you have destroyed me. Now you will face your doom, children."* The demon advanced and continued to taunt them, *"You have caused me great pain in the past. Now you will feel even greater pain."* Nigel and Rei returned just as the three combatants started their battle. Yohko dodged to the left as it swung its huge hand. Unfortunately for Azusa, she didn't move fast enough and was tossed across the park and landed in front of the two agents. Nigel bent down to see if she was all right. Before he could touch her, Azusa was getting up. *"Takes more than that to keep me down,"* she roared as she ran back into the battle. Rei looked at the girl and shrugged her shoulders, commenting, "I guess she is alright." Nigel stood there and facefaulted. Yohko dashed to the oposite side and slashed diagonally, forcing the demon to step back. Azusa was right behind him and sliced the back of its left leg open. Green ooze seeped out of the wound and onto the frozen ground. The demon let out a howl that could be heard for blocks. Drawing on some power, the demon healed itself and tried to attack Azusa. Luckily, the girl was out of reach. Letting out another howl, it charged Yohko. Being more agile than the demon, Yohko bounded to her left as it attacked. "You have to do better than that," she chided as she jumped to her left once again. "What is the matter with you? You can't even touch me." The taunt was just what he needed for even greater speed. Before she knew what happened, the demon had somehow managed to slice open the front of her dress and placed a cut across her chest. Seeing her injured, the demon laughed. *"Now that is what is supposed to happen to children that do not know how to behave."* Azusa lunged forward and was knocked to the side again. "How can he see me from behind? Does he have eyes on the back of his head?" She asked herself as she sat up. Looking herself over, Azusa noticed that there were holes exposing skinned knees. Her dress was ripped along the right side and her thigh hurt. Yohko quickly looked at her friend and then back to the demon. Finding the courage she needed, she charged again. This time she missed completely and sliced a park bench in two. Before she could turn around, she was thrown six meters away. Finding no broken bones when she stood up, Yohko joined Azusa. "Remember me telling you about how Ayako, Azusa-ni and I fought that demon?" Azusa nodded. "I think we should join our weapons against it." Azusa nodded again. Facing the demon once again, the girls let the blades of their weapons touch as Yohko prayed, *"May my ancestors grant us the power to defeat this threat to society."* They knew the prayer was answered when the blades grew brighter. Separating, they looked at each other and nodded. On cue, the girls advanced and attacked the demon with fierce determination. Before the demon could attack one of them, the other was causing severe damage. The demon let out another howl that rattled windows for a block. No matter what it tried to do, the girls were one step ahead of him. Sensing a momentary advantage, it took the opening and slashed outwards at Yohko. As the strike impacted, there was milliseconds' worth of hellflame, before things returned back to the norm of the painful blow. The blow knocked her sword loose and she landed on her backside with a gash on her right forearm. Turning quickly, it attacked Azusa; sending her to the oposite end of the park. With renewed energy, it sealed the worst cuts and came after Yohko, who was still dazed from the blow. Before it could reach her, Azusa was up and charging it. Like a seasoned javelin thrower, Azusa let loose with her pole arm and struck it dead center in the back, severing the spine. Crashing to the ground in a heap, it lasted long enough to state, "You have won this battle but the war continues." A gaseous cloud of greenish vapor formed around the demon as it desolved. Running over to her partner, Azusa knelt and gently raised Yohko's head. "Yohko-chan," she began with sincere concern in her voice. "Please hang in there." Nigel and Rei stood there staring at the two survivors. Nothing John ever said mentioned talent like these two showed. Realizing that Yohko was still down, Nigel ran back to the car and called for an ambulance. "How is she?" Rei asked as she knelt beside the youngster. "I am not sure," Azusa said with tears running down her face. "She was always able to get back up after our battles. Something is preventing her." Resting her head on Yohko's chest, Azusa let out all her frustrations. She could tell that her partner was still alive by the slow beating of her heart. "Wake up Yohko- chan," she pleaded over and over. Something caught her eye as she looked at Yohko's arm. A small piece of the demon's claw was imbedded in the cut. No matter how hard she tried, she could not remove the piece. "Rei, we need to get this out of her fast," she stressed. "Whatever it is, it is keeping her under its spell." Nigel ran back to the car and called for an ambulance and contacted the office. "Chief, you might want to come to the north side of Green Park. Yohko is down and is seriously hurt." "I'll be there in a few minutes," George White's voice said over the speaker. ==|------- Ten minutes later the ambulance and George White arrived. Upon entering the park, George sees a familiar looking figure. As he approached he finally realizes where he has seen her. "Of course, now I know where I've seen them before," he said under his breath. "The evening news a few days ago showed two figures fighting some gawd awful looking thing on the Tokyo motorway," he added as he stopped next to them. Seeing Azusa kneeling over her friend and in tears, he turned to Rei and asked, "How is she?" "I am not sure chief, she seems to have a part of the Demon stuck in her arm," Rei answered. "We are going to take her to the hospital." ==|------- _"Where am I? How did I get here? The last thing I remember was fighting a demon in the park with Azusa,_ Yohko thought. ==|------- Azusa looked up when the doctor entered the examination room. >From where she sat, Azusa noticed that his green medical outfit looked big on his slender frame. His reddish brown hair was tucked under his cap. Grayish green eyes behind gold-framed glasses looked at her. She guessed that he was in his mid thirties. "I am sorry Miss, but you cannot be in here," he said. "Nani?" Azusa asked as Rei walked in. "Excuse me doctor," Rei intervened, "the young girl doesn't understand English. Turning her attention to Azusa, Rei translated. "No, I am not going to leave her side, Rei. Yohko-chan is my best friend." Azusa said forcibly. "I am sorry, Azusa-chan but you have to leave. I think you should call Yohko-chan's family and let them know that she is here." Rei explained in a calm voice. Reluctantly, Azusa stood up and let Rei escort her out of the room. Together, they walked down to join Nigel in the waiting area and for Azusa to use the phone. Using her agency-account credit card, Rei placed the call and handed Azusa the receiver. "Grandmother, Yohko-chan is in the hospital with a piece of a demon's claw in her arm," Azusa cried. "No matter what I tried to do, the claw would not come out. She is going into surgery soon." Azusa couldn't say anything else since her tears came faster. While Azusa was still talking to her grandmother, a nurse came in and told Rei, "We are taking her to the operating room." Without the nurse having to say it, Rei knew that Yohko's chances were slim. "Thank you," Rei acknowledged. With a nod, the nurse left as quietly as she came. ==|------- "Azusa-chan, you must remain strong for Yohko's sake. Whatever you do, do not give up on her. Yohko is depending on you," Madoka explained soothingly. "No matter whatever happens, make sure you keep the piece of the demon. Do not let them do anything to it. Do you still have your Devil Hunter Starter kit?" "Hai, it is in my hotel room." Azusa perked up. "Good, when have the piece of the demon and your book, go to page 534 paragraph seven. Follow the directions exactly. You will be able to eliminate the demon. Be careful though, the slightest error will kill both of you. Call me back tomorrow and I let me know what is happening." ==|------- "Domo, grandmother. I will be careful," Azusa said excited- ly. After replacing the receiver, Azusa informed Rei and Nigel. "Nigel, make sure that the doctor turns over the piece. Use your influence, say it is evidence--whatever. I am taking Azusa to the hotel. We should be back in an hour." Rei said as the two ladies walked out. "It kept coming back in a different form after we dispatched it." "I found something similar to this in My Devil Hunter's Guide; it was about the death of the 100th Devil Hunter, Mano Ayumi. According to the records of Ayumi's daughter, Devil Hunter Mano Hokuto, the demon that Ayumi fought kept changing forms after she killed the previous form. In its final form, it entered hand-to-hand contact with Ayumi. She dealt it a fatal blow, but I connected with her as well. Two hours later, she was dead. From what Hokuto was able to find, Ayumi died from a part of the demon being embedded into her. The only way we can save Yohko-chan is to get that piece out of her as soon as you can." ==|------- Yohko looked around her surroundings and found herself sitting in a chair in a pale gray room that was devoid of color. The actual size could not be readily determined so she stood up and felt a sharp pain in her right arm. _How did I get this?_ She asked herself as she looked at the wound. Sitting back down to clear the cobwebs that started to form, she sighed morosely. _If this keeps up, I'll never get back home._ Once her head was clear, she got up and walked around. The room was six by three meters. There wasn't any type of opening that she could see. The only furniture in the room was two soft cushion wooden chairs in the center of the room with a pale light hanging above them. Sitting back down, she saw a figure walking towards her, through the wall, as it seemed to ripple or liquefy to allow her to pass. From her advantage point, Yohko could tell that the person was a woman by the way she walked. "Konnichi wa, Yohko-san," her visitor said as she came closer. "My name is Ayumi and I was the 100th Devil Hunter. I understand that you are now facing the demon that killed me." Sitting down in the other chair, Yohko was able to get a good look at her visitor. Ayumi looked like she walked out of the mid nineteenth century. Her raven locks were tied neatly into a nineteenth century Japanese ponytail and wearing a blue and gold kimono. "The only way you can defeat the demon is to confront him in his natural form. He was the hardest opponent I ever faced. If he gets an opportunity to attack, he can be very dangerous and certainly deadly; do not allow him the chance. Be careful where you decide to hold the fight, preferably a deserted, unpopulated area, for he will turn on innocents first, using their slaughter as a distraction to maneuver you to a disadvantage." After a pause, she continued, "From what I have determined is that his weakness is pretty young ladies. Our clan, composed of single women, has always been...an enticement--" she blushed as she said the word, "--to him. You are fortunate that your winter uniform is less revealing than your summer one, for it is the incubal urges within him that could lead you to an uncomfortable compromise." Yohko nodded, watching the woman of a generation bone by lush furiously about something that she and her friends talked about normally at school. _Time really does change the human outlook_, she realized. "Domo arigato Ayumi-san," Yohko said. "Whatever you do, be careful. Do not let him get the upper hand," Ayumi added, then turned and walked back into the rippling, oscillating wall from whence she came. "Domo arigato," Yohko said as she bowed, bidding her predecessor farewell. Just as Ayumi vanished, Azusa appeared, winking into existence, like a teleporter from a sci-fi show. A part of her mind made her think that it was the era that each Hunter came from that defined her entrance; non-tech Ayumi walked through the wall as though it were a veil, while modern girl Azusa pulled a "magical girl show"-style entrance. In any event, it was Azusa, all the same. "Yohko-chan, snap out of it. We have work to do. We can't afford to waste any more time." "What happened and how did you get here, Azusa-chan?" Yohko asked. "You have been infected by a demon. Grandmother told me how to contact you. We need to hurry because time is running out." ==|------- The doctor successfully removed the claw. Once the operation was finished, the doctor handed over the item to Nigel; per the officer's instructions; it was placed by handling clamps into a thick duffel bag. Admittedly, Azusa mentioned nothing about this, but Nigel felt that if this was powerful enough to take down the young exorcist, it would be worse on an older and less-prepared constable. Since Azusa and Rei had yet to return to the hospital, he decided to go over to the hotel. Rei answered the door because Azusa was still in a trance. Shortly after the door closed, Azusa returned to the present. "Yohko will be joining us soon," Azusa said as she stretched. Nigel gave Rei and Azusa a quizzical look. "Our friend here contacted Yohko," Rei stated. Stretching once again, Azusa added, "If you will excuse me, I think I'll go to bed. This has been a tiring day." "We will meet you in the lobby at 10. Pleasant dreams Azusa- chan," Rei said as she and Nigel left for the day. ==|------- Somewhere across the river, someone screamed and someone laughed as the fog rolled in. ==|------- Ayako and Azusa-ni sat listening to grandmother explain what had transpired on the other side of the world. Neither could understand what had happened. "Yohko will survive this and defeat the demon that has caused her pain," grandmother stated." "How could Yohko get hurt? She is better than the rest of us," Azusa-ni asked with a touch of sorrow in her voice. "What would happen to us if she..." Azusa let it drop. No one present wanted to think about the worst case scenario. "If anything ever happened to Yohko before she is able to pass down the responsibilities to her daughter, Ayako would pick up where Yohko left off," grandmother explained. "Ayako is also a direct descendent of Haruka." Everyone sat in silence for a couple of minutes as they prayed for a speedy recovery. ==|------- Sirens disturbed the quiet tranquil night. The docks found another victim down. The poor unfortunate blonde nineteen year old girl happened to pass the area on her way home from visiting her boyfriend that is serving onboard the H.M.S. George V. Wedding plans were made for the second Saturday of November. The unlucky lad didn't hear about her until the next morning. ==|------- _Jack, you better be careful. There are people that are looking for you. They will find you. Take a couple of days off and disappear._ His mind kept telling him as he made his way home. Cursing silently, Jack was tempted to throw the knife in the river. No matter how much he wanted to, a voice in his head talked him out of it. "I should have never picked it up," he said quietly as he opened the front door. Before heading to bed, he poured himself a double and tossed it back. ==|------- Azusa stood looking out the window overlooking the park. "Why did this have to happen now?" She asked in a hoarse voice to no one. _"My dear, these things happen. All we can do is carry on, but never forgetting."_ A soft voice said. "Haruka, how am I going..." _"Don't let that get in the way of your duty. You have sworn to defend the world against demons and devils. We are a special breed of people. Ever since I defeated the first Demon, I had to live with the fact that I was going to keep killing them until I died. I never knew that our clan has been fighting them forever."_ "I'll avenge you Yohko-chan," Azusa cried softly as tears ran down her face. Turning away from the window, she headed into her room and cried herself to sleep. Chapter Eight: The War Azusa woke up to a bright clear morning. A light dusting of snow had fallen during the course of the night. Still feeling depressed; she had a job to do. Already she vowed revenge for Rika Kurusa and to avenge Yohko. Now more than ever, she had to keep going. "There is work to do, Azusa," she said to herself as she prepared herself to meet the day. Promptly at ten, there was a knock on the door. Looking out the view port, Azusa opened the door and cheerfully stated, "Time to go see Yohko-chan. We don't have all day to sit and mope, now do we?" Nigel looked at his partner and shrugged. Rei was just as perplexed. Yohko looked a little pale as her visitors entered. Upon seeing her awake, Azusa nearly crushed the recovering girl in a hug. "Easy Azusa-chan, I can't be manhandled that way for a while yet. "Gomen, Yohko-chan. You scared me to death yesterday. I am glad you are feeling better." "Unfortunately, the young lady will not be going anywhere anytime soon", a voice said from the doorway. All eyes looked at the newcomer. The doctor was the same one who did the operation yesterday. This time he wore his white smock instead of the green outfit. "How is my patient doing this morning?" "Fine thank you," Yohko replied. "How long do I have to stay here?" "Only for a couple more days. We want to keep an eye on your arm." Facing the others, he added, "Everything went well yesterday and I don't foresee any complications. Try not to get her too worked up just yet. If everything goes well, Yohko will be able to leave tomorrow afternoon." After the doctor left, Yohko gave her friend a brief trans- lation. Azusa eyes brightened at the news. The two girls started to discuss the events from the day before, Nigel and Rei quietly stepped out of the room. "It seems that they have a lot to talk about and I don't understand a word," Nigel commented as the door closed. "I am having a hard time trying to catch all what they say," Rei agreed. "I have not spoken Japanese in a long time and now I am quite rusty. Why don't we go down to the cafeteria and wait for Azusa?" ==|------- After leaving Yohko's room, Azusa was more determined to eliminate the demon that hurt her best friend. Walking slowly down the hall, she thought about what she was going to do. Without paying attention where she was going, Azusa walked out of the hospital and started walking to the hotel. ==|------- Nigel started to get restless as he waited for the girls to finish. Sensing some strange feeling, he looked across the table at his partner and said, "I'll be right back." Upon reaching Yohko's room, a nurse about twenty-seven with deep blue eyes and mousy blonde hair met him at the door as she stepped out of the room. "I am sorry Inspector, she is resting now." "What about her friend?" he asked "She left about ten minutes ago," she replied. "Thanks," he stated flatly. At the fastest pace allowed, he dashed down to the cafeteria. Not bothering to enter, he called from the doorway, "Got to run luv. Azusa gave us the shake." Cursing silently, Rei quickly downed her tea and joined her partner. "Do you have any idea where she went?" "Not a clue. When I went up to see what was taking so long, Yohko was asleep and she was gone." Nigel explained as they headed to the car. ==|------- The two Inspectors arrived at the hotel well before Azusa. "Has Azusa Kanzaki arrived?" Rei asked the desk clerk. "No, she has not checked in since she left this morning," the wide-eyed girl replied when she saw Rei's badge. "If she comes in, have her ring me," the Inspector said as she handed over her home number. "Yes ma'am. I'll make sure she gets this." "Thank you," Rei added as she turned and left. "Not in?" Nigel asked as she climbed in. "No. I left her my number," she answered. "Might as well call in a missing person's report." "Chief won't like it that we lost a very important part of our team." Nigel added as he pulled away from the curb. "Hell, I don't even like it either. She is the one person who can crack this case. "Rei retorted as she pulled out a fag. Rei rarely smokes, much less in the car with Nigel, since he doesn't like cigarettes. Nigel rolled down the window as a cloud drifted past him. "Sorry gov, I know how much you disdain my habit." "Not to worry. I am well aware of the reason," Nigel said sympathetically. ==|------- Azusa found herself sitting in Green Park. The last thing she remembered was visiting with Yohko. _How am I going to figure out what is causing these crimes? I don't know where to start nor do I know where to find it._ She said as she sat listening to a lark. "*Kami*," she cried as she stood up. Her cry caused the bird to take wing and fly. Upon entering the hotel, she took her keys and the piece of paper. Once, she opened the suite, she pulled out her kit and the piece of claw. Moving the furniture around, she opened the book and looked for the proper chapter. Upon finding it, she read the text, drew the diagram on the floor with a piece of chalk and saying the proper prayers as she went. When she finished, Azusa took the claw out of the sealed bag from the hospital. "Give me the power to see through space and time," she prayed as she concentrated. At first nothing happened. Then all of a sudden, she found herself watching Yohko's ancestor fighting a demon. Neither of the combatants could sense her presence. The fight seemed even; neither of them could find an opening. In one instant they attacked each other and the next, she was down with a cut across the midsection. Her entrails spilling out as she laid on the ground. Before the vision faded, Azusa could hear it laugh with joy. Next she found herself in an alley watching a young lady being attacked by someone she could not see clearly. The only thing she heard clearly was "Jack" before a knife flashed. Blood flowed from the throat of the victim in a crimson river. Again, Azusa heard the same laugher. Over and over again, the scene played with a different victim in a different place for a total of eight times. When the scene changed for the ninth time, she saw herself and Yohko fighting in the park. With this new information, she knew that the crimes of the past and the demon were connected. Once more the scene changed, this time she found herself down by the river. The girl was about the same age as all the others. Still, she could not seethe face of the attacker. The girl pleaded for her life to no avail. Breaking the spell, Azusa rushed to the toilet and puked. Over the last four years, she had seen her share of blood, but this was more than she could handle. After brushing her teeth, she headed back to the main room where she wiped up the chalk lines. Sitting back down on the floor, she spotted Rei's number. After giving the operator the number, she only waited for the line to ring three times before someone answered. Hearing Rei's voice, Azusa passed everything she had seen and how she found out. *"Kami, I thought they were connected but I didn't know that our killer is the same as your demon,"* Rei exclaimed. "I didn't either," Azusa added. "Now what?" "Give me a few minutes and I'll be right over," Rei stated before breaking the connection. ==|------- Before heading out the door, Rei called Nigel. "Meet me at the office. There is something that you need to hear." ==|------- Rei stopped and picked up her charge on the way to the office. "I called Nigel and told him to that you have some news for him. He is meeting us at the office," Rei said as the two of them headed to her car. ==|------- The two Inspectors arrived minutes apart, Nigel arriving first. Azusa retold her story, which Rei translated. Upon hearing the news, he let out a whistle. "My thoughts exactly," Rei commented. "So what are we going to do about all this?" Azusa asked excitedly. "For starters, we are going to officially re-open the old files. Then we are going to call the Chief and inform him of what we found," Rei answered. "Better yet, while you and Azusa re-open the files, I'll call the Chief. That way, we can kill two birds with one stone. Also this gives the two of you to go over the files," Nigel interjected. "Can we get started," Azusa asked. "Hai Azusa-chan," Rei said with a touch of laughter in her voice. Together the two ladies headed to the vault as Nigel began calling the Chief. ==|------- By the time Nigel entered the vaults, he could hear them talking. Not understanding what was being said, he entered the room. Every wall was filled with filing cabinets. A large table with four chairs sat in the middle of the room. Old files were scattered about the table. From the doorway, Azusa was talking about each girl and Rei was reading the reports. "Hell, Nigel," Rei exclaimed when she realized that he had entered. "She knows where each of them were killed. The only murder we have yet to solve is the death of the little girl." Rei looked at the stack of paper then back to her partner, "What did the chief have to say?" "He thinks that we are crazy and that we lost our heads. He is still getting over the fact that our young friend here is as powerful as she is," Nigel answered. "The only thing we are to do is keep the newsies from getting wind of this." They won't get a peep out of me," Rei said as she continued with the review. During their conversation, Azusa continued to look at each girl. Something kept telling her that she has missed something important. No matter how hard she tried, whatever it is, it kept eluding her. All of a sudden, Azusa stood straight up. The others stopped talking and looked at her. The look on her face told them that something either happened or will happen. "Gomen," Azusa said when she realized that they were looking at her. "I just had a feeling that someone is begging for help. I can't explain it any more than that." As usual, Rei had to translate. "Not to worry. We will end this problem," Nigel commented. When they finished, they headed up to their office and met George White. "So what have you discovered?" "Well chief, Azusa has recognized each victim from the past and the present. We were going to go over every detail and see if we can come up with anything new," Rei answered. "Just keep this quiet. We don't need this spread throughout the world that we have brought the past into the present. One more thing, end this soon." "We will do what we can chief. Right now, we are relying on our new friend here to solve these murders," Nigel stated. Just as they finished speaking, Azusa turned and ran out of the building. Everyone was dumbfounded to even move. A slamming door broke their trance. By the time they reached to street, Azusa was running down the street with a pike in her hand. ==|------- Yohko's stones started to glow. Unfortunately, she was sedated. The doctor prescribed the sedative to keep the young lady in bed when she tried to get out of the hospital. ==|------- By the time Azusa came to a stop, she was in the southwest corner of Green Park. Someone that looked familiar was harassing a young lady. *"By the gods, get away from her, Demon,"* Azusa cried. *"For I, Azusa, Devil Hunter is here."* The girl fainted when she saw her savior holding a wicked spear. "Well if I can't have her, then you will have to do," Jack said, as he turned around, in Japanese. *"Not on your life, vile creature. I'll send you where you belong,"* Azusa cried. Nigel and Rei arrived and drew their weapons. The only thing that kept them from shooting was Azusa. They did not want to hit her by mistake. Jack took a step towards Azusa who knocked the knife from his hand. The loss of his toy made him pause, giving Azusa the chance to run the tip of her spear into the blade as it laid on the ground. A sharp howl could be heard from Jack and the demon materializing out of the broken blade. The demon commanded the attention of everyone in the vacinity. *"Now face the wrath that has preyed on your kind for generations,"* it bellowed. Azusa stared at the ten foot Sumo wrestler looking creature. Scars ran up and down the face and arms, giving the demon a more sinister look. *"There is no way that I am going to fail demon,"* Azusa retorted. *"First you have killed someone that I liked and then you hurt someone I care about."* ==|------- As the two combatants faced off, Nigel arrested the host of the demon. The man had no idea where he was or who he is. The last thing he could remember was walking down by the river a long time ago. He had no idea what has happened to him. ==|------- *"You are going to be dead just as the girl-child that thing,"* the demon stated as it pointed to a babbling Jack, *"liked so much. I can't figure out why he was so kind to her. Nor do I understand why he married that whore."* Jack remembered his wife and the girl named Catherine. *"Not sweet Catherine?"* He cried as he collapsed to the ground. Turning its attention to its former host, *"Of course that bitch. I wanted you to kill her ever since you met her. I almost succeeded with you once. When I realized that you would not, I took her life myself, my way. I scared her to death while she was sleeping. Have you figured out why the fog always was around when you killed for me? No matter. The fog was part of me. I rolled into her room one night and seeped into her little mind and showed her what you are. I kept her from waking up and played every crime you committed since you fond me."* The demon ranted as he continued, *"The girl couldn't face the fact that you killed so many and that you were going to kill her. Ah, the screams. Her mind screamed for help and no one was there to give her any."* Jack tried to attack the creature bare handed. Nigel kept a firm hand on him, "Lad, just sit back and watch the show." All Jack could do was cry. Azusa was getting tired of this. *"You have told us more that we thought. Many innocent people died because of you. Now it is your turn, demon!"* *"Actually child, it is you that is going to die,"* it said as it stepped closer, starting the battle. With quick slashes, both attacked. Luckily for both, neither connected with each other. Being agile, Azusa jumped out of the way and the demon sidestepped. The fallen girl came to, looked at what was happening around her and fainted once again. Moving with lightning speed, the two fighters moved out of the park and stood in front of Buckingham Palace. The guards warned the occupants to head for cover. The armored squad dedicated to the Palace Security; London's Finest and the on duty SpecPat conveyed on the scene. Everyone was surprised to find a teen fighting something that was bigger than she was. The armored squad opened fire on the two fighters. The bullets were deflected by both due to the demon's ability and by the spell on Azusa's clothing. The bullets hit several bystanders before the word to cease-fire traveled around the squad. A large crowd started to form around them. Spotting Rei, Azusa cried, *"Get them out of here. This is my fight and I don't want anyone else hurt or killed."* The demon took this opportunity to attack. The hit cut across her back. A small crimson river started to flow down her back. With a yell, Azusa slashed out without looking and sliced a small portion out of its arm. A cheer rose from the crowd. Each opponent was bleeding, but the battle raged on as if neither felt any pain. The only thought was the destruction of the other. For Azusa, she was fighting for Rika and Yohko. The demon was fighting for its life. If Azusa lost, the war was far from over. Luckily, it did not know that. It could not feel or sense Yohko because of the drugs she was given. Somehow, the main gate leading into the compound was breached. Everyone in the compound went diving for cover. The armed squad was trying to keep the area secure. The crowd felt safer being outside the compound than inside. The altercation caused the _London Times_ to stop the presses. BBC and CNN along with TBS from Tokyo had their cameras rolling when the battle entered the Palace grounds. Local television stations interrupted their programming to air the fight. ==|------- John and Liz were watching the Minnesota Viking play against the Green Bay Packers on CBS when the football game was inter- rupted. They sat there stunned by what was unfolding across the Atlantic. Both were thinking, _Where was Yohko?_ ==|------- Azusa was getting tired. This was the first major fight she had to do alone without Yohko being nearby. Crying out, she stated with as much hatred as she could muster, *"You are going to pay for ausing so much pain for centuries. This is your last stand."* The cameras zoomed on her face. "This is for you Yohko." The ground was dotted with red and green blood. Both opponents were getting weaker and weaker for the loss. The demon had cuts on both arms and legs besides a few across its back. The one that looked severe was one running from its left shoulder to its right hip. Azusa was missing one shoe and the right sleeve was ripped to shreds. Her outfit looked like someone was scissors happy from the cuts she received. With a battle cry, Azusa moved in on her opponent and slashed out making the demon move out of the way. The tip came within millimeters of its chest. In retaliation, the demon reached out and clamped a hand on her left shoulder. Its claws digging into the muscle. Somehow, Azusa was able to break free. Rivers of blood flowed from the puncture wounds. Her arm hung down from the damage. She had to hold the spear with one hand. Each attack had less force than the one before. Sensing a victory, the demon came at her. The demon left itself wide open when it approached the failing girl. Just as the demon came within hitting distance, Azusa raised her spear and rammed it deep in its chest as it knocked her down. The fatal stroke dropped the demon on top of her. For a few moments, she was buried under the huge demon. A gasp of horror could be heard from the crowd. As death took hold on it, it turned to vapor leaving a very hurt and dazed girl lying on the ground. A cheer rose from the crowd as the demon vanished. Medics came rushing in when they noticed that the girl was not getting up. Before the first one could reach her, Azusa snapped awake and reached for her spear. The crowd gasped in horror as she swung blindly. Not being able to see her opponent, Azusa sank down on her knees. Tears ran down her blood-speckled face. Holding her spear in her lap, she looked around. Finding herself somewhere other than where she started, she stood. Another cheer rose from the crowd. *"Azusa-chan,"* a familiar voice called out. Looking up, she spotted Rei coming towards her. *"Rei-san,"* Azusa cried as she ran to her new friend. As they neared, she added, "Can we go somewhere away from here?" "Hai," Rei answered, "Come with me." Taking a blanket from a medic, she dropped it over the girl's shoulders. As they walked through the ruined gates, the crowd applauded and moved out of the way. Azusa stopped and looked at the cameras and the people that had gathered. To everyone present, she said, "Domo arigato," and collapsed to the ground. The medics were there in a heartbeat and placed her on a stretcher and carried her to the waiting ambulance. Epilogue The morning news had coverage of the fight. Ayako, Azusa-ni and Chi sat watching the news. Every time Azusa was hit, they moaned and then cheered when she attacked. To their horror, they watched her collapse after thanking everyone. "I hope she is ok," Azusa-ni commented to Ayako. "So do I," she replied in a choked voice. Ayako had never seen anything that harsh and violent. Her fights were never that severe. ==|------- Queen Elizabeth II called a joint conference with the House of Lords and the House of Commons in a televised address, which was picked up worldwide. "The people of Great Britain are grateful to a brave and courageous young woman. Currently, she is in the hospital recovering from her ordeal at the Palace last night," she began. "The evil presence that has plagued our country is no longer. In sincere gratitude I hereby award the Victorian Cross to Azusa Kanzaki. Without her aid, we would still be in the grip of fear." The members of both houses rose and cheered. ==|------- Yohko walked into her friend's room after watching the Queen give her speech. "So how does it feel to be a hero?" "Yohko-chan," Azusa said as she looked at her friend, "I never thought that we would become heroes. All I wanted to do was kill it before it killed me." Azusa tried to sit up, but could not use her left arm. Yohko came over and gave her friend a hand. "I am lucky. It almost killed me." "Don't think about that. Think about going home and having some fun for a change." Yohko sat on the bed and placed her right hand on her friend. "I was thinking, we should go to Fujiama with Ayano, Azusa-ni and Chi. Just the five of us." "That would be fun. I would like to go home now, except that we are too see the Queen tomorrow." Azusa started to cry. "I ...," "It is ok now. We will be home in a couple of days." Yohko tried her best to cheer her friend up. The last couple of days were hard on the young lady. At least her teaching paid off. Her friend finally earned the right to be called a Devil Hunter. No longer needing any more formal training. "Devil Hunter Azusa, how does that sound?" "I wanted to be a full Devil Hunter for the past four years, now that I am one, I think I should have stayed in the village." Azusa answered. "What, and miss all the excitement?" Yohko asked with a light laughter in her voice. "And you getting all the glory," Azusa added laughing. "At least they are together again like before," Rei stated when she walked into the room. "Rei-san," the two girls cried in unison. "Hai," Rei added as she bowed. "You two have a full day tomorrow. Are you looking forward to meeting the Queen?" "Not really, I have never met any royalty before. What do you say to the Queen?" Azusa asked. Smiling, Rei answered, "I have no idea. That is why I have asked someone to give you some lessons." Looking at them, Rei realized how much they cared about each other. The only time they were happy was when they were together before the fight in the park. Now they looked just as happy. Maybe even happier. ==|------- Yohko and Azusa showed up at the Palace in their fighting attire. No weapons were brought forth. They looked like they were ready for anything that came their way. The damage from the last few days was not present on them. They looked as healthy as As the day arrived. The stones and rings gave them the ability to recover from external damage. The interior damage took longer to heal. Azusa was still recovering from the pain and agony from the day before. Her movements were slow and careful. They sat outside the Throne Room waiting for the Queen to arrive. They did not want to keep the Queen waiting so they showed up a half-hour early. Sitting there, neither said a word. Each was deep in thought that they did not hear the Chamberlain come to escort them inside until he came up to them and touched Yohko on the left shoulder. "The Queen is ready to see you now." He said as he led the way. "Azusa Kanzaki and Yohko Mano," he announced to everyone present. The girls walked up to the dais and knelt, just like they were instructed. "Please rise," the Queen said as she looked at the national heroes. "The kingdom owes their freedom. We have faced many crises but nothing like what you have destroyed. So in gratitude, I formally present you the Victorian Cross. One of the highest awards given to civilians who have defended the kingdom from enemies." ==|------- The next day, they were on the plane flying back to Tokyo. Each was eager to see their friends and family once again. Every- thing was going back to normal. As normal as two Devil Hunters could be. That is until... Author's Notes For those that are not familiar with Japanese Airports, there is no tax on airplane tickets like the States have. Instead, they have a 2000-yen fee prior to boarding the plane. I would like to thank Stephen P. Ryder for his Case Book Home Page. Without it, this story would not be finished. Thanks also go out to my editors, David Clare and Rob Barba. Without their aid, there would too many errors that I wouldn't know I have made. Also I would like to give credit to Libby Thomas. She was able to point me in the right direction when I was slipping.