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NitroFury

NitroFury

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Neo Tokyo is a city that located near the coastal area of Japan, it's one of the few cities that is technology advanced ahead of his time. With the skyscrapers, tall and defiant, piercing the sky, plenty of shopping centers, restaurants, apartments, and office complexes, and during the nights, the city illuminates with its bright shining lights.

Akemi is standing on top of the building, looking at the view of the city. It was a rainy, misty night.
 
"He won't die immediately... but because he's my brother, he deserves a second chance. Take him in to research and development to get stitched up... and to try the new Neot serum. If nothing else, he'll be for reasearch purposes should he actually die from the treatment."

These words constantly lingered on Leon's mind, overbearing the chilled rain as it battered on his leather coat. Wings were closed and wrapped around his body as if they were a cloak, and clad in his shirt and worn jeans, as well as black leather boots, Leon's hair had a bit of a damp appearance. The rain had appeared, and with the mist rolling in also, he closed his eyes as he considered the possibilities. He had come here, trailing his older half-brother, Streg, whose mother was elven born, and thus only had part of the genes he himself had. Streg's mother died, and the father remarried with a human, to where Leon came into the world himself. Leon was human himself at the time... But an accident occurred, beyond the control of Leon's because of his pure human lineage. See, humans, or at least, the people that Leon came from, weren't originally magical in nature, and though Streg had half-human genes in him, his elven side ensured that Leon wasn't horribly mangled, or killed.

However, all beliefs that his brother showed any cares for him were gone the moment Streg considered him a research experiment. Leon was aware that Streg was his brother, but that betrayal, no sense of care if Leon died, he just felt he could not forgive that. That was five years ago; Leon broke out of the lab with force, but he knew his brother was keeping tabs on him from a safe distance. All the now Neot myth-hunter could do is to make whatever money he can from mythical beings that endanger larger populations, biding his time for an opening to be made to kill his brother. The ferocity and desire to kill was the werewolf genes running through his system now; if it hadn't been for them, he wouldn't be overcome with the feeling of revenge, believing Streg had his reasons. All that lingered was hatred towards him...

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Watching the monitors, he would see the dark-haired with blue streaks walking down the street. The security cameras were watching all of them. "So... you tracked me all the way here, dear brother." Streg muttered softly to himself, a smirk crawling on his face.

"Should we send a group of our finest and bring him to you?" One of the security officers asked, turning in his seat to face the half-elf, who chuckled in response.

"You send your finest, he will only rip them apart. He is no longer human... Just continue to monitor him, notify me if any changes develop." Streg gave the command, a glimmer of light coming from his eyes as he spoke these words, before turning to leave.

"Yes, Lord Streg..." They answered back, before they would turn to face the monitors again, the door closing behind Streg as he entered the hallway. His shoes making a firm clicking sound with each step he made, heading towards his office. There, one of his female assistants were there, pouring a glass of fine, elven wine for him, and addressed him by both name and title. Streg was quick to dismiss them, taking the goblet and had a few sips of the beverage, all while gazing out the window. The mist and rain combination looked amazing from the high-up room of the corporation building. The place was lined with diverse machinery, alarm systems, magic enchantments and traps to ensure that entry even by immortals would prove difficult. The building functions more as a fortress than an office, but nonetheless, Streg was able to watch the Neo Tokyo streets from the safety of the building, chuckling lightly to himself all the while...
 
All Akemi can food to just close her eyes is and trying to forget the horrible memories of witnessing of some humans and innocent mythical creatures being put through horrendous experiments. She is trying to forget the scene of the victims suffering in agonizing pain, hearing the screams and cries of the victims, and some pleading to be put out of their misery. When she opened her eyes, she could see someone down below, being rather curious, she jumps off from the building to see this mysterious stranger.
 
Garnet looked over the tall buildings from the bottom of the artificial ravines they made, he had arrived only days ago looking for work but soon hearing that all mythical creatures would likely get here was shot at, he needed to either find a powerful benefactor, or prove his good intentions before revealing his true shape and size, otherwise this could only end in trouble for him. of course a man his size was hardly inconspicuous, walking among throngs of Japanese as a Caucasian and towering over all but the tallest of them.

"hmm, maybe some of the bigger companies can- huh?"

he had spotted someone just leaping off one of the massive structures, a suicide? maybe this city was no better than any other he had been to before.
 
To Garnet, it may look like that from his prospective, but doesn't realize that Akemi wasn't falling to her death, she just wanted to see to strange boy with the black hair. She manage to land right in front of him, since she is android, she manage not to hurt herself.
 
Leon would pick up on some strange sounds; he closed his eyes as his wings spread, and flapped them a bit. With his eyes closed, he can see much more clearly; he can see the sound of objects as they moved, and that included the very air around them if something was resisting against something. It was when he looked up he saw a humanoid-shape coming down before him, and when it landed in front of him, he took a leap back while drawing one of his revolvers to point at the individual before him... opening his eyes all the while. With his eyes open, he could see the features far more accurately, rather than a general shape with them closed. He took a sniff... and he couldn't pick up a living trace, and closing his eyes to use his echo location, he saw her inner workings were not natural, but man-made; a machine... would make further sense how she would land before him absolutely unscathed. While a machine, it still had a feminine form, which wasn't something he could just outright overlook.

"An android... M-series, I believe, from Streg Corps Research and Development... a Model AFE?" Leon pulled his firearm back; ensuring it wasn't loaded with a round, he would twirl the revolver around like in one of those old western shows he watched with his brother at a younger age, before holstering it at his hip once more. "...Not common one is out without their owner, unless their programmer has given them an assignment they must perform alone..." The Neot expressed a point; being in research when he was forcefully given the Neot serum, he knew that the prototypes were in development during the time he broke out, though he hadn't been paying attention just how quickly uses for them had become, as well as the demand for them. Yet, he seemed to inquire some very specific information nonetheless.
 
"It's nice to meet you for very first time." Akemi began speaking. This is where he notices something with her, she wasn't even a threat to him, she wasn't on an assignment to bring him to Streg, all she wanted to do is to see Leon for this time. Akemi is the only android out of the M-Series that is completely self aware and knows some of the things going on in the research facility before she too escaped.
 
"hmmm, Streg Corps R&D... maybe they have use for a gene donor, Dragons are a rare commodity these days after all..."

Garnet was still making his way through the city, muttering his possibilities to himself, it was no secret that dragons were in fact real, but also near the top of the endangered list. a few research companies actually offered good pay for any gene sample from dragons or draconoid creatures.
 
Noticing the android didn't even respond to his question on what particular model she actually was, Leon paid it no mind in that instant; instead, he chose to assume she was malfunctioning or something. The fact she wanted to meet him for the first time lingered on his mind; his feline instinct and reflexes could be a hassle at times, especially the curiosity portion. He knew not what in truth she desired from him. but nonetheless, the Neot would give a light nod. "Right, and... nice to meet you for the first time as well." Leon would then begin to continue his walk; his bat wings would wrap around him in the cloak-like manner, but stopped when his phone began to ring; right now?

Answering it, "Talk to me... Yes... On what street...? The general size of it... Alright. It'll cost in the neighborhood of five if I kill it... You want it alive? Capturing one isn't easy... Make it twenty alive... How about you find someone else who can do this sort of job... Twelve and you have a deal." There was a long pause. "We have a deal then. I'll be over there as soon as I can..." It was clear how he spoke, that was a job call of some kind; hanging up and putting the phone in his pocket. The call was the capture of a steroid-induced, berserk minotaur alive; the pay was twelve-thousand because of how rough they can be, though he would be paid five if he was unable to capture it and forced to kill it. Now, he just needed the resources to do so; to capture the half-man, half-bull master of the labyrinth, one must have the skies on their side, as well as strength to rival it. And a very, VERY strong box to ship it to the destination, and those were expensive on their own; when everything is said and done, Leon only makes a couple grand at a time regardless of his methods, though he makes more on killing than he does capturing because of how low-ball his clients ask him, not knowing just how hard it was for him at times. Yes, a lot of the injuries he received regenerate because of the werewolf genes running through his system, but they take time to do so, and some need to be mended in order to regenerate properly.

"If you think you can help me in any way, hope that you can keep up..." The Neot turned to look back at the android that landed before him, before Leon's wings would spread once more, and after a few flaps, he took to the sky. His flight was limited, but it would at least allow him to hit the location in a single go; a job was a job, no matter how rough they were. His priority right now was to make sure that the population wasn't endangered; how the minotaur became enraged was beyond him, but frankly, he didn't even care of the reason, as long as he gets paid when he's done.
 
"Affirmative, I will do anything you say for you." Akemi said as she begins following him. She can't fly like him, but she can run really really fast and jumps off from building to building to keep up with him. Now for the first time, she is now taking commands from the Neot instead of Streg.
 
"okay... i think i'm lost... scratch that i know i'm lost... was it a left turn at the fountain and a right at the raging minota- wait a sec a raging minotaur?"

Said beastman was currently busy ramming his cranium into a squad car of the police, he was apparently winning.

"i think i should go now befo- ACK!"

the bull had now picked up the car and threw it the way of the disguised dragon, forcing the latter to either take a hit or transform and stop it, needless to say he chose the latter, managing to catch it in his now much larger palm.
 
Wings flapping fast, Leon could see the thrashings just beyond the fountain plaza, with vehicles, or parts of vehicles, flying about every which way in no particular pattern, as well as the sounds of car alarms going off there also. The local authorities were attempting to subdue the beast? That wasn't likely to happen; when enraged, only specific things can stop it... and human strength wasn't it. Intelligence, planning, and the right tactics can bring one down... though suppose if one had more strength than the beast, then one could handle it that way. Leon didn't possess that strength; sure, he was stronger than a standard human, that he can use car doors as if they were large-scaled shurikens, but not on the same level as a Minotaur... especially one supped up on steroids, on top of it. Though, it would appear that there was another being there conflicting with it... Does this mean he has to split his profit three ways? But then again, it may make the capturing far more easier than he suspected, and he may be able to make the larger bucks this time around. Drawing his revolver, and pulling the hammer back with his thumb, he took aim at the creature's legs, he would fire five shots in quick succession. Three hit the asphalt the mythical creature stood on, one hit the Achilles part of the heel, and the last one hit the other leg's shin. The revolver made a rather loud sound, enough to catch the creature's attention.

Leon would land close by the man... or what appeared to be a man, anyways, who had caught a car rather recently, it seems. "You're stronger than you look... but then again, what you are in truth is more than what meets the eye, no?" The Minotaur gave a bit of a grunt and a snort, and lowered his head as he readied for a charge. "I don't normally ask this, but the situation has changed considerably... How well do you think you can wrangle the minotaur? I'll give you a share of the price on its head if taken in alive... Thirty percent?" To distract the creature, Leon took a step to the side, letting the remaining shot in the single cylinder loose from the revolver, this one striking the knee. Clearly, Leon's goal here was to try and slow down the carnage by inuring it's major means of getting around. However, the shots alone seemed to be doing very little to impact it. When it charged, Leon used his wings to make a high leap, timing it spot on to step on the head of the Minotaur in a stomping motion, before jumping off behind it, the second cylinder being loaded in the same motion and took three shots at the legs. One missed, the remaining two struck the left calve and right hip. The creature wasn't bleeding drastically, despite having taken five bullets. While he had the time, Leon swapped the empty cylinder with a fully loaded one on the dual-cylinder custom .44 revolver of his.

"Thirty percent is more than fair... should keep you fed and a roof over your head for a couple months, anyways; plenty of time between for more potential jobs like this. That is, if the interest of a Myth Hunter suits your fancy." Leon was usually a lone wolf, but he knew his limits, and therefore, his reason to request this man's aid at the exchange for a price. The Minotaur seemed to just become further enraged; from its legs being shot at, and the stomp to its head, which actually didn't do much to hurt it, but Leon has drawn his attention in his direction. This would give the dragon man, as well as the M-series android he met time to think of a method to take the minotaur down.
 
"Hmm, so this is the big behemoth that is rampaging the city? Guess I will show this thing my best swordsmanship." Akemi pulls out both two of her katana swords. This is not her first time going against a mythological creature before, even the ones that can become enraged. Her objective is to hurt the Minotaur to the point where it could barely move at all. Akemi charges at the Minotaur, then slashes it with on of her katanas at its leg.
 
Garnet eyed the new arrivals for a moment before giving a quick nod and leaping at the minotaur, using the upsize he had gotten from dropping the disguise to grapple with the minotaur, between the wounds and his now greater strength he was fairly confiden he'd be able to put the bull into a submission hold.

the minotaur was not quite ready to give up though, ramming into the dragon's gut and winding him for a moment.

"grr, is life capture really necessary?"
 
Seeing the other two going about their methods to try and bring the Minotaur down, Leon knew it would take a bit extra effort to get it to submit. "It's either roughly four big ones, or sixteen-hundred; take your pick." Normally, Leon wouldn't disclose prices, but as they were close to the goal, he figured why not. Seeing the beastman had fight in him still, the Neot let the remaining rounds in his second cylinder out at the legs, replacing the chamber quickly, before holstering his weapon. Then he drew that claymore off his back, the large, two-handed sword held firmly in his hands, to which he would rush and aimed to attack the beastman. The Minotaur, though slowed, seen Leon rushing him with the sword, and sough to charge him once more. Again, Leon used his wings for a high leap, and while he made the stomp on the bull-man's head, he quickly hit the back in quick succession with the pommel of his sword, using his greater strength to knock the bull man's senses out of line.

Leon took this opportunity to reach into his coat, and pulled out some kind of collar; a Streg Corps R&D brand neutralizer collar. Taking the opportunity while the Minotaur was in a daze, he quickly put the collar on in a swift motion. He remained a moment too long, however, for he was punched away with quite a bit of force at that. "There's an advantage... of dealing with those focused on brute strength. He would pull out a remote, the very one that controlled the collar the Minotaur now wore, and pushed a button. It didn't release a shock, but instead, a tranquilizing agent, that would become noticeable immediately. "...Very little brain to help them think the extra mile." The creature would stagger for a moment, before the beastman finally collapsed, knocked unconscious as a result of that collar. The punch to him had caused a bit of internal bleeding to occur, but it was already beginning to heal up.

He then turned to face the android and the dragon man, giving a nod, before the client that had called him showed up. "Well, you have your live Minotaur... where's the twelve you agreed upon?" Leon asked; he was immediately in business mode, and the two exchanged the terms.

"About... about that, really. You see-" The man didn't even have a chance to explain before Leon hand him grabbed by the collar with just his left hand, his right still holding the monster of a sword he carried.

"We had a deal... Of course, I can remove the collar and he will be your problem again, and the blame would be on you for not paying the one who dealt with it. Take your pick." Leon's voice was followed by a wolf-like snarl from him; he wasn't afraid to let his ferocity get the better of him, especially when he was going to be ripped off. At least he wasn't threatening his life!

"Alright, alright! Just... take it!" The man was holding a briefcase, and held it out to Leon. The Neot released the man, but in doing so, grabbed the case, while letting the collar's remote fall and land on the ground.

"Wise choice. You know who to call if another creature causes troubles..." Leon spoke in a more business-like manner as the man headed off with remote in hand, with Leon heading over to one of the damaged police cruisers caused by the incident to open up the case, and count out the money. As he did, he would place the claymore on his back once more. The full twelve thousand dollars' worth of yen, which was closer to one million, two-hundred-thousand in value, was there, to which he gave a nod, though he would count out thirty-percent as he spoke of. He then turned to the dragon man, while holding the wad of bills. "Here's your share, as promised, with a bit extra to get yourself checked out at a nearby hospital. Nonetheless, both of you were of great assistance in the capture." Leon was quick to the point, his wings closing up around him in a cloak-like shape once more after being sure the male had his share, before returning to his case, and closed it shut. Now it was just to see a bank soon, deposit a majority of it, while keeping some in hand to get himself another collar from one of his sellers. The rest should be enough to pay the bills and keep his stomach fed.
 
"heh, it's a start , gonna be time before i saved up enough though. Name's Garnet by the way, one of the few remaining dragons, and as far as i'm informed the last red one."

he returned to his human shape pocketing his share, practical that the same pocket disappeared whenever he revealed his true form. that done he looked around.

"you happen to know your way around this city? i was looking for streg corp R&D but got turned around."
 
"I think you don't want to work from them. They make act friendly at first, but you might find something more sinister about them, you might not realize it until it's too late." Akemi responded to Garnet, hoping that he will understand her message, she wanted him not to work for them
 
Listening to Garnet with his introduction, as well as him explaining he was the last of the red dragons, Leon closed his eyes when asking for directions to Streg Corps Research and Development... and honestly, Leon let out a throaty growl, however it was brief. "Streg Cantra is nothing more than a manipulator; as soon as one that's loyal to him breaks, he quickly finds a replacement to take their place while ensuring the previous one... never, for what remains of them if they aren't completely finished, see the light of day. He doesn't care how many lives are tossed aside; as long as his desire is made, it won't matter to him how many people he has to step on to get there." There was a strong hostility in Leon's words as they were spoken... almost as if he had known the very corporation owner. However, Leon took a deep breath, to try and calm himself down before he let his anger take complete control, and shift into ferocity.

"It matters not what you choose, however, Garnet... If you wish to work under him, so be it. The building is rather hard to miss, but make a turn on Kiyoko Drive, it should be the large office building on the left, with Streg's name in lights above the door... and the very top of the building as well. Be warned... The place functions more of a fortress in some places rather than an office; whatever you do, don't get lost, and follow the guide." Leon wasn't going to force the change of decision with Garnet, instead allowing him to choose his own path, than to have one made for him. "...I'm Leon. Former CEO of Streg Corps... Now a freelance Myth Hunter for hire by call." Leon disclosed his first name, but chose not to disclose his last name; after all, it was Streg that spoke to the public that his younger brother, Leon Cantra, died... Sure, Leon knew this to be a lie, but so long as the last name remained a secret, the headline will remain true, and Leon can remain in the shadows without suspicions until... until he can finally kill his brother. However, Leon lied of his position; he was co-owner with his brother, because the two looked out for each other considerably before Leon realized the truth.

"Until next we meet, Garnet... Stay alive out there. Mayhaps our paths will cross again someday..." Leon said his farewell to the red dragon, before turning to face the android that was with them. Odds were, it seems she may accompany him no matter what, so no reason to push her aside. For all he knew, maybe, but only just so, that he could use her assistance with the time.

"We all have our decisions to make... When a choice is made, outside forces should limit their input. As much as it is for him to work for them... he will learn the truth for himself; perhaps they would conceal it from him until it's too late for him to back out. We don't know... but it's for the best to stay out of their business. Let's go... unless you have an assignment you must perform?" Leon began to walk with his briefcase with the remaining cash within held in his left hand; where he was heading was unknown, maybe it's just to see if someone else would call with some kind of problem with a mythical beast of some kind. Nonetheless, it was a matter of time... though Leon looked up and saw a camera was focused in his direction. Streg Corps has security cameras all over the place... and this was definitely one of them. He drew his revolver, and fired a shot right at the lens, cutting off its vision from wherever the source was streaming to.
 
Well, I do have to be recharged. The power supply in me doesn't last long, I know it sucks for me being an android, but I have to deal with from time to time," Akemi said to Leon, but she also said something else, "I wish I can introduce you to a new group I'm working for now, but I see you have other things to do."
 
"when one person warns you, maybe they're wrong, when two persons who apparently both know the company do, listen. that leaves me with the dilemma of what else i can do for cash in these parts though."

he looked the two of them over, one an android developed by them and the other the former CEO, apparently. they probably knew what they were talking about and so instead he stuck around, catching the rest of their conversation.

"hmm, i got nothing better to do android girl, could you show me to that group?"
 
Listening to the words before he left, he wished he could stick around, but he never stayed in one place for too long. Curious as he was to know about the group that the android girl was looking for, Leon was a lone wolf, so he decided against it for the time being; always another time. He took flight, heading on his way to his destination; his home was a small shack on the outskirts of the city, a makeshift home more than anything, but there was nothing special about it. Wooden walls, tin roofing, and a fairly sub-par floor. It was a three-room space at best; living space with joined kitchen, bedroom, and the washroom. It was basically furnished, a couch, chair, a bookshelf with assorted books, a desk, a phone, and of course, in the bedroom, a single deluxe bed with a dresser with spare clothes. Leon basically just wanted to call it a night... at least, he wanted to, but his phone rang before he stepped through the front door. The number was a first-time caller.

"Talk to me... Pack of werewolves, huh? Exterminated? That I can do... Thousand a head, making for a total of eight-thousand... I'm not running a charity. Seven-fifty, making for a total of six-thousand, and I won't go a penny less... We have a deal. I'll be there as soon as I can..." This was why his revolvers packed silver bullets; though he had genetics of a werewolf running through his veins, his human genes allowed him to tolerate the presence and handling of silver. Though, the very rounds he used were capable of causing serious injury, and prevent his regenerative abilities to kick in right away, only Myth Hunters and those with the proper licenses carried such ammunition legally. Nonetheless, a pack of eight werewolves shouldn't be an issue; a silver bullet to their heart or decapitation was enough to deal with them efficiently. Sure, they were strong and ferocious beasts, especially in packs, but in contrast to a Minotaur, it would take fifteen to come up to par with the beastman at least.

Nonetheless, Leon would draw both his dual-cylinder custom revolvers; twelve rounds in each gun, making for a total of twenty-four rounds he can let off before having to reload them. Aiming for the heart from a distance was tricky with the handgun; this is why he should consider in buying a larger weapon that he can pick them off from a safer distance, but the prices of myth-hunting weapons was on the constant rise. One things that was a plus from this, is that Leon doesn't have to take any of them alive; all of them just have to be killed so they wouldn't cause trouble. If nothing else, Leon would kill at most four, and the rest would mostly likely flee in order to regroup, and a few nights later, they show up and attack again. It was the money-making part of the job; kill off the entire population, a Myth Hunter is out of the business. Leave some alive, and they keep the job. So, at least, it was looking like another three grand in the bank; putting his briefcase in the shack, and locking up, Leon would take flight heading towards his destination where he got the call. He would most likely have to walk after the job was finished, but... what could he do?
 
"Well, I can show you, but I must warn you though, the complex is severely off limits to outsiders. However, I can show you parts, but you to promise me, you can't tell this to any of your friends who can be outsiders." Akemi said to Garnet before runs and jumps from building to building, heading towards the complex.
 
"not sure how that sentence made sense... guess she's buggy on the speaking front... ah well."

he follows, trying to keep up with the parlouring android and barely managing, he was good in the sky and reasonably good on the ground, not this strange go between.
 
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Hours later, Garnet and Akemi has reached the complex, which is two kilometers away from the Streg Corps Research and Development. The complex is very large, almost the size of a warehouse. The complex is surrounded by 25 feet high electric fence, with the entrance being a gate. There is a security camera at the gate that takes both footage and audio. "Well, here we are, this is the complex I'm talking about." Akemi said to Garnet.
 
"hmhmm... could you at least tell me who this complex belongs to? a name to match the fortress here would be nice..."

the dragon looks the sizable installation over unsure for a moment. this screamed danger to him nearly as much as the strange warning about streg.
 
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