The next day Hire walked calmly to her next class. She had a small group
around her that was obviously the elite populous of the school. Duke frowned
and snorted as he watched from his perch in a nearby tree. It was the same
school where he had first appeared in this strange version of Japan. He had
picked the queen bitch to protect apparently. She was an all star student and
athlete. The kind of girl the losers dreamed about and men like him knew
better than to care about. 
	He knew he could probably walk around the grounds with her pretty much
unnoticed; but his place in the trees felt better to him somehow. He had spent
the last of the money Kurosawa had given him on a pair of cheap binoculars and
he scanned the school lazily. It was unlikely anything would happen today.
"This bites," he muttered as he watched a softball game during a Phys. Ed.
class. He did have a reasonable view of the girls' locker room, but it was
unoccupied at the moment. "Ah, well. It could be worse," he muttered as he lay
back on the large branch he occupied and relaxed. That was when he noticed
something strange. 
	The gym building was open and empty. It hadn't been really empty all day. He
stepped into the large and darkened room. It hadn't been used in an hour or so
and everything seemed calm. "Maybe they went to lunch?" he wondered aloud as
he walked across the basket ball court. A volley ball net stretched across the
court and mats lay spread for simple gymnastics on the other side of the room.
It was among these mats that he noticed it. It was dead, killed by many
slashes from what looked like a pretty big blade. The blood pooled around it
slowly and steam rose from the remains, it was one of the demons. It was also
a fresh kill, it slowly sank into the floor and Duke ignored it. He glanced
around and looked into the shadows carefully. 
	"Damn, probably left right under my nose. Looks like someone else is killing
these things too. I thought so..." he kicked at a stray ball lightly and it
rolled away into a far off corner. He glanced around one last time before
vanishing into the shadows. "This is getting interesting."

	That night Duke frowned as he looked at the package. "What?" He was standing
in an alley with his benefactor of sorts; Inspector Kurosawa.
	"I said you work for me now boy, your officially classed as an informant,"
said Kurosawa with a small smile that Duke didn't care for.
	"I'll get paid?" asked the boy hopefully.
	"Yes," said the man bitterly; it was obvious he was not happy with the
arrangement. "I'll pay you what I can, it should be enough to keep you put up
and fed at least. My family will suffer for this, your finding another job
within the month."
	"Woo hoo, I'm livin the good life now," muttered Duke sarcastically. "And who
the hell is Duke Hirokima?"
	"It was the only way I could get you an ID. Your green card is in there, your
classed as an American-Japanese dual citizen. You lived there up until a week
ago and decided to move to Tokyo. You don't know what kind of strings I had to
pull for this boy," growled the older man as he kicked at a near by can in
frustration.
	"Man I knew you didn't like me much, but aren't you over reacting just a
bit?" asked Duke.
	"I respect you because you saved my daughter's life. Live up to that and I'll
keep you around. You screw me and I guarantee you won't live to be tried. I
would kill you in an instant to protect my daughter or myself," retorted the
man angrily.
	"Jeez don't blow a gasket old man," muttered Duke as he opened the envelope
and pulled out some paperwork. A small metal object fell into his palm. It was
a badge. "Why honey, you shouldn't have!" he said in mock happiness.
	"Your damn right I shouldn't have. I'm just smart enough to realize that
you'll need that to carry around those swords of yours. Abuse it and I'll kill
you," snapped Kurosawa as he turned away from Duke.
	"You really have some anger issues that need to be dealt with," said Duke
absently as he flipped the badge over in his hands. 
	He had been in Tokyo for several days now. It had taken almost a week and a
half to set up all the things he'd need to become a fake citizen. Kurosawa was
very impressed by his ability to survive and evade detection this long.
However, the man was not aware that Duke had and ace up his sleeve. He had
become aware of the Kodachi's powers. If he didn't want to be noticed and
didn't do anything blatantly attention getting, like unsheathing the swords in
public, then people would ignore him. They had made no indication that they
could tell he was armed. It was almost as if the weapons were invisible. He
had been using this advantage to steal food and sleep in relatively dry and
comfortable areas. He was lucky it was still summer.
	Kurosawa grunted. "Those documents will stand up in court. You are a citizen
of Japan now. Legally I mean," Duke could tell there was a small amount of
pride in the man's voice. What he had done for him was not only beyond the
call of his obligation, but also very difficult. He must have used allot of
favors. Duke was beginning to think that the man was afraid for his daughter
for some reason. More so than he should have been.
	"Is there something you need to tell me? This is a bit much for what I did, I
mean employing me yourself?" said Duke warily.
	"Don't be foolish, I don't trust you. I can keep an eye on you this way.
Besides, nothing can be too much where my family is concerned," said the man
grumpily.
	"I'll be at her school tomorrow. I haven't seen any of them for a few days
yet, but they will be back; I can assure you," said Duke with a smirk.
	"They had better be for your sake. I will terminate you if I don't get
results," said Kurosawa with a cracked and tired voice.
	"I see..." said Duke calmly.
	"I want reports, weekly reports. I want to know what time you wiped your ass
in the bathroom kid. If I don't get them..."
	"You'll kill me?" finished Duke in an almost casual tome.
	"Don't fuck with me kid, I am dead serious! I am not taking this lightly, as
far as I'm concerned you blackmailed me into this. I won't take any crap from
you," growled Kurosawa as he grabbed Duke by his coat and slammed him into the
wall. He pulled back abruptly when he found a blade between his face and the
boy's.	"God damn! Where the hell did that come from?!" he thought desperately
as he saw the weapons appear on the kid's side as if out of no where. "Why the
hell didn't I notice that?" He cried as he realized they were there the whole
time.
	"Watch it old man, I can take allot of crap from you, but your really pushing
it now," said Duke as he calmly put the blade away.
	"Just do your job and we'll get along fine," said Kurosawa as he turned away
seemingly undaunted. "My daughter means the world to me, but my debt is paid.
If you fuck around or get caught I won't help you." 
	"Right, like we are getting on so well now old man," said Duke as he faded
into the shadows without really trying.

	The next encounter came a few hours later. Duke was strolling along looking
for a place to sleep when he heard a small stifled cry from a nearby alley.
The deep tones of the voice that followed told him all he needed to know. 
	"Heh, bitch feel my dick ramming into your yearning pussy now!" cried the
thing. It's monstrous cock rose forward as he lifted the miraculously still
dressed girl into the air with his tentacles. 
	He was a massive being, he had green skin and six long grotesque tentacles
protruding from his back. On his forehead were two erect penises that looked
like horns. His main dick was about the same size as the first monster Duke
had faced but had what looked like a double head at the end. The thing ripped
it's victims clothing off with a few casual claw strikes from it's taloned
hands. She screamed and her open mouth was stuffed with one of the two free
tentacles. The other one began to fondle her breast. 
	"Hey fuck head. Get your hands off my chick," said Duke as he walked up
behind the thing. 
	"What?!!" said the thing in shock. It had not sensed the man approach. That
should be impossible.
	"I think somebody needs a vasectomy," said the warrior as he held the Katana
out offensively.
	"Foolish human, you dare challenge my power?" said the thing with a chuckle.
	"That's what your friend said a while back. I understand he sings soprano
now. Too bad, he looked as if he might have enjoyed having children someday,"
replied Duke with the tension gone from his voice. He could feel the girl's
gaze on him. A muffled sob floated to his ears, just before the ground
exploded from beneath him.
	He had failed to notice the thing had sent two of it's monstrous tentacles
into the ground. They seemed to be as long as it needed them to be. Duke was
slammed in the chest by the full force of the blows and sent through a back
alley door way into a shady looking building. The Katana landed on the ground
where he had once stood.
	"Now where was I?" said the beast as it turned it's attentions on the girl
again. It slowly began rubbing the tentacles on her body along her most
sensitive area's. The nipples were given special attention and her mouth was
still gagged; still her stifled cries still persisted. "Silence girl, I'll
give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams or nightmares. You'll spend
eternity in an endless euphoric dream of sexual torture!" The second tentacle
rubbed down her belly and slowly made her way towards her exposed crotch. She
struggled to pull her legs together but it was no use.
	"Hmmm, a virgin I see," said the thing with a toothy grin. It's fangs sent a
new chill down the terrified girl's spine. She felt her lips being slowly
spread apart by the beginnings of penetration. 
	"What the fuck is it with the damn virgins anyway?" said a familiar voice;
then the she heard what sounded like an explosion. The creature howled in pain
and fell to it's knee's releasing her roughly.
	"Ho-ly shit!" said Duke as he looked at the mess on the opposite wall. In his
hands was a smoking pump action shotgun. Sitting on his hip were a massive
Desert eagle .50 caliber handgun with a small laser pointer attached to the
top of it and bandoleers of ammunition for both guns were slung across his
shoulders; He also had a bowe knife strapped to his shins. 
	Duke smiled as he surveyed the damage as the creature struggled to rise and
made gurgling sounds. He had literally blown his balls off. As big as they
where it was hard to miss. "Looks like I'm gonna have to put your pet down
miss," he said the girl as she sat there seemingly in shock. "It sure was a
big mistake to throw me into a black market gun shop. I'm afraid your just
gonna have to give up your date and leave, it's closing time." 
	The monster turned and rushed towards Duke angrily with it's last remaining
strength. The boy's hands moved like liquid lightening and he unholstered the
desert eagle and put two neat holes through the creatures head sending it's
brain out the back with two much larger holes. It slumped to the ground and
lay still. "Don't mess with me man, I can get through Time crisis one and two
on a single credit ass hole."
	The girl started to recover and looked around in shock at what she had just
seen. The boy walked over to her and smiled a little too broadly.
	She was a total babe. Obviously American with medium length blond hair and
blue eyes; great rack too. She looked to be around nineteen or twenty and she
had a sort of dazed confused look still. It was as if she hadn't quite
understood what just happened to her.
	"What's a cute girl like you doing in a place like this?" asked Duke in
English.
	"I was out with my friends...I got a little drunk and this guy...Oh god!" she
started to cry in deep heaving breaths as she looked at the thing lying on the
ground. She turned and became violently sick on the pavement.
	Duke frowned and helped her to her feet. "Great there goes that image," He
walked over and lifted the Katana off the ground calmly. He realized that the
monster was not dead yet. "Come on ugly, get up. I know you ain't finished
yet," he said the monster as it lay silently.
	The girl looked at him strangely and backed away. "Who the hell are you?" she
muttered. "What's going on?"
	The demon rose to it's feet and gazed directly at Duke angrily with what was
left to it's left eye. "Man that's gross. I think your gonna need to put some
makeup on that," said Duke as he made a disgusted looking face at what was
left of the monster's head and shot out the rest to the eye with the desert
eagle. The monster fell and rose again immediately. "Looks like no matter what
I do, I have to finish the job with the swords," he thought as he unsheathed
the blade again.
	It was surprisingly anticlimactic. Duke walked forward as the creature
slashed blindly at the air. It couldn't see without it's eyes and was still in
pain from the first shot. He sidestepped a single swipe and neatly and calmly
took the monster's head off [The remains of it anyway.] with a single stroke.
It fell silently and began to sink into the ground. Duke pulled the head above
the ground and set it on top of a nearby dumpster. "Maybe I'll start a
collection," he muttered.
	"Who the hell are you?" said the blonde in a shaky voice.
	"Well, babe...I'm the Japanese secret service," said Duke calmly as he
flashed he badge at her. "But you can call me Duke."
	"I'm Jennifer, Jennifer Kolts," said the girl as she numbly extended her
hand.
	"You know that's rude here?" said Duke casually as he accepted it.
	"Oh, sorry," said the girl with a small nervous laugh.
	"Come on Jenn, I'll get you some place safe for tonight," said Duke as he
lead her away and helped her with her clothes.

	TBC....

	That's all for now but this is so much fun it's scary! You'll see more of
this real soon...
	If you notice the names Jenn [and Phil] popping up in my original fics allot,
it's because I named them after some real friends of mine. Yes, they do read
them, and no they never get mad; no matter how bad a part they get.