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The last four days have been rather ridiculous for any one person to have gone through. The degree of chaos was frankly ludicrous. Imagine dying. waking up nigh a year later wearing the face of your sister...only with a body that could only be described as fetishistic, only to find out you're in fact a custom built war machine. You wake up, find out your sister is in the hands of slime, you go to save her and maybe even free her, find yourself in the middle of an attempt on that very same man's life, save him in order to save yourself, find yourself embroiled in a severe conflict, get ambushed by a Corpo that wants you to work for him, proceed to find yourself in a bone chilling horror film-esque setting, find yourself punching out a robot, find yourself defending a hospital from a bunch of rabid thugs, a bomb is in your sister's chest, and to top it off, you ended up dealing with another assassination attempt that again, wasn't meant for you but you were just unlucky enough to be at the wrong place at the wrong time...all in the span of four...simple...days.
No one would believe you, even if the hospital thing was publicly televised.
However... while you're definitely a bright new star, you don't matter right now. the world doesn't...entirely revolve around you... there are other stories that ought to be explored first...
[21 years earlier]
"My word...your temper is frankly ridiculous..." Spoke a soft, youthful, feminine voice as an enraged youth charged at her. "I'm growing intolerant of your behavior." She spoke before suddenly gripping his throat, stopping him dead in his tracks. He gripped her wrist with his hands, squeezing in anger, digging his nails into it before She squeezed his throat in kind. she pulled him in for only a moment before pushing him back, causing him to stumble before the Kimono-clad woman suddenly spun at alarming speeds, planting her food deep into the side of his head, sending him crashing into a nearby wall as she gracefully danced like a ballerina. Her spin slowed, her arms poised like wings, Her leg, slowly lowered and she returned to standing normally, her arms before her, elegant like a queen. There was no expression on her face. Not one of anger, annoyance, nothing. She closed her eyes and sighed through her nose.
"Your rage is misguided. Revenge is empty. Meaningless. The strong move forward. Never backward. The victor is the one who reaches the stars. Not the fool who clings to the ground, seeking a revenge that will change nothing. Your mother is dead. No degree of hatred nor rage will ever change that." The Elegant woman gently stepped towards him. The boy barely held onto consciousness as the kick to his head had him reeling. "Let go. Honor your mother. Be forever a force for positive chance. Give her a reason to brag about her child to God whenst you meet."
Her name was Akamine, Kokoro. She was the owner of what was once a Traditional Japanese styled, inn turned orphanage. She was dressed in an incredibly extravagant Kimono specially designed to show off her body's lewd shape while still showing she could easily be of royal blood.
Her body was almost completely organic from what anyone could tell.
This boy she adopted had only recently been made orphan. He refused to tell her his name so she named him Ueno, though he wasn't even Japanese. The truth was, his father worked for Arasaka, but had defected. He tried to get his wife and son out of the country but they were found and killed before that was even possible. By her own guards no less. She had decided one day to take another child she took in, A blue haired girl by the name of Aomine, Saehara, to an amusement park. Her guards ID'd the traitor to Arasaka and went after them after calling in back up. She felt responsible and while she wasn't directly tied to Arasaka, she did begin to distance herself from the company. Even requested to no longer have company affiliated guards anymore.
She arranged to have the orphaned child who witness the murder of his parents brought to her, told him the truth about what happened and her involvement and he chose to take out his anger on her.
"Ueno..." she said, slowly kneeling down and planting her soft, round tush against the tatami mat below her. "I'm so very sorry for what happened. But this is as God ordained...I promise to care for you... for this is the fateful road the Lord set us upon... everything happens for a reason... you were meant to become my child... you were meant to become the brother to your new sister...In time...you will look back on this day...you will realize that I was right...You will find that all of the pieces to the puzzle that is your life...will fall into your hands, bit by bit...day by day... you will come to see the bigger picture... you need only trust me..."
[21 Years later]
Taiga closed his eyes and exhaled through his nose. "Before that. Need a smoke?" Taiga opened one eye to see the cigar. "'Preciate it but...It's a bit too sophisticated for someone like me." The truth was, Taiga just didn't wanna look like an idiot trying to smoke one. "Judging from the way how your sister is planting her face on the window, I could imagine she gave you her worst, didn't she?" Taiga shook his head. "Nah...She's the best...I'd easily go to war for her. Especially now that I have a damn good shot at coming back alive..."
Ueno was leaning against an open window, Cigarette in mouth as his mind continued to drown in the past. Thinking of his Adoptive mother, A dark, mysterious woman whose darkness was matched only by her kindness. the was the embodiment of Yin and Yang. A woman he somehow knew nothing about, a woman who changed his life entirely. Taiga, Shina. The children of his Foster sister, Saehara. Somehow...just like she predicted, these two whom he never met before, were now entrenched in his life out of nowhere. Just like the fate Kokoro so very much adored to preach about.
He thought about how he tried to kill Trojan that fateful day Taiga awoke. How she interfered. How she agreed to play the double agent. How Taiga saved him from certain death. Not once but at least twice in the span of two or three days. How she united two sworn enemies who wanted nothing but to kill one another. Turned them into Allies. How she kept them both from crossing a line. Hell even Hex seemed affected by Taiga. it all came back to Kokoro. She found Taiga's mother. Raised her, and let her go once she was able to fly on her own. Once she felt comfortable with how Ueno turned out, she let him fly on his own as well. She no longer contacted them. She wanted them to find their own path...only once she was confident their paths would be bright, was she willing to let them go.
still... it wasn't like they were estranged. He knew she ran a lavish Brothel in Little China. He could visit her at any time. There just...wasn't really a reason to. It was probably better that way...she was after all...an incredibly dangerous woman. Kindness matched only by her ruthlessness. A part of him was reminded of her when he watched Taiga. That kindness, that conviction, but that ability to murder someone without a second thought of she felt it necessary.
Ueno was out of the hospital at this point. Things were quiet however. His cleaners were laying low and so was he, hence the moments he took to reflect on the past few chaotic days.
No one would believe you, even if the hospital thing was publicly televised.
However... while you're definitely a bright new star, you don't matter right now. the world doesn't...entirely revolve around you... there are other stories that ought to be explored first...
[21 years earlier]
"My word...your temper is frankly ridiculous..." Spoke a soft, youthful, feminine voice as an enraged youth charged at her. "I'm growing intolerant of your behavior." She spoke before suddenly gripping his throat, stopping him dead in his tracks. He gripped her wrist with his hands, squeezing in anger, digging his nails into it before She squeezed his throat in kind. she pulled him in for only a moment before pushing him back, causing him to stumble before the Kimono-clad woman suddenly spun at alarming speeds, planting her food deep into the side of his head, sending him crashing into a nearby wall as she gracefully danced like a ballerina. Her spin slowed, her arms poised like wings, Her leg, slowly lowered and she returned to standing normally, her arms before her, elegant like a queen. There was no expression on her face. Not one of anger, annoyance, nothing. She closed her eyes and sighed through her nose.
"Your rage is misguided. Revenge is empty. Meaningless. The strong move forward. Never backward. The victor is the one who reaches the stars. Not the fool who clings to the ground, seeking a revenge that will change nothing. Your mother is dead. No degree of hatred nor rage will ever change that." The Elegant woman gently stepped towards him. The boy barely held onto consciousness as the kick to his head had him reeling. "Let go. Honor your mother. Be forever a force for positive chance. Give her a reason to brag about her child to God whenst you meet."
Her name was Akamine, Kokoro. She was the owner of what was once a Traditional Japanese styled, inn turned orphanage. She was dressed in an incredibly extravagant Kimono specially designed to show off her body's lewd shape while still showing she could easily be of royal blood.
Her body was almost completely organic from what anyone could tell.
This boy she adopted had only recently been made orphan. He refused to tell her his name so she named him Ueno, though he wasn't even Japanese. The truth was, his father worked for Arasaka, but had defected. He tried to get his wife and son out of the country but they were found and killed before that was even possible. By her own guards no less. She had decided one day to take another child she took in, A blue haired girl by the name of Aomine, Saehara, to an amusement park. Her guards ID'd the traitor to Arasaka and went after them after calling in back up. She felt responsible and while she wasn't directly tied to Arasaka, she did begin to distance herself from the company. Even requested to no longer have company affiliated guards anymore.
She arranged to have the orphaned child who witness the murder of his parents brought to her, told him the truth about what happened and her involvement and he chose to take out his anger on her.
"Ueno..." she said, slowly kneeling down and planting her soft, round tush against the tatami mat below her. "I'm so very sorry for what happened. But this is as God ordained...I promise to care for you... for this is the fateful road the Lord set us upon... everything happens for a reason... you were meant to become my child... you were meant to become the brother to your new sister...In time...you will look back on this day...you will realize that I was right...You will find that all of the pieces to the puzzle that is your life...will fall into your hands, bit by bit...day by day... you will come to see the bigger picture... you need only trust me..."
[21 Years later]
Taiga closed his eyes and exhaled through his nose. "Before that. Need a smoke?" Taiga opened one eye to see the cigar. "'Preciate it but...It's a bit too sophisticated for someone like me." The truth was, Taiga just didn't wanna look like an idiot trying to smoke one. "Judging from the way how your sister is planting her face on the window, I could imagine she gave you her worst, didn't she?" Taiga shook his head. "Nah...She's the best...I'd easily go to war for her. Especially now that I have a damn good shot at coming back alive..."
Ueno was leaning against an open window, Cigarette in mouth as his mind continued to drown in the past. Thinking of his Adoptive mother, A dark, mysterious woman whose darkness was matched only by her kindness. the was the embodiment of Yin and Yang. A woman he somehow knew nothing about, a woman who changed his life entirely. Taiga, Shina. The children of his Foster sister, Saehara. Somehow...just like she predicted, these two whom he never met before, were now entrenched in his life out of nowhere. Just like the fate Kokoro so very much adored to preach about.
He thought about how he tried to kill Trojan that fateful day Taiga awoke. How she interfered. How she agreed to play the double agent. How Taiga saved him from certain death. Not once but at least twice in the span of two or three days. How she united two sworn enemies who wanted nothing but to kill one another. Turned them into Allies. How she kept them both from crossing a line. Hell even Hex seemed affected by Taiga. it all came back to Kokoro. She found Taiga's mother. Raised her, and let her go once she was able to fly on her own. Once she felt comfortable with how Ueno turned out, she let him fly on his own as well. She no longer contacted them. She wanted them to find their own path...only once she was confident their paths would be bright, was she willing to let them go.
still... it wasn't like they were estranged. He knew she ran a lavish Brothel in Little China. He could visit her at any time. There just...wasn't really a reason to. It was probably better that way...she was after all...an incredibly dangerous woman. Kindness matched only by her ruthlessness. A part of him was reminded of her when he watched Taiga. That kindness, that conviction, but that ability to murder someone without a second thought of she felt it necessary.
Ueno was out of the hospital at this point. Things were quiet however. His cleaners were laying low and so was he, hence the moments he took to reflect on the past few chaotic days.
