Sirron had never expected that the man he killed might have a wife, and a child. It wasn't his desire to kill the man he was only to be captured, and used as a trading piece of territory. He lunged at him, and not being in full control of his power He killed him with a punch to the face. The blood splatterd on him like it was an explosion.

Right now as she held his hand to her stomach. He reallly felt what he had done was wrong. He made it home. He stumbled in, and leaned against his wall. He wiped something from his eye's. His cats purred as they rubbed against him. He picked them both up by there scruff gently setting them on the counter. He sat down, and petted there head would you love your master if you knew what he'd done. Taken a father, and a husband in one foul strike all of the interigations he's been a part of the torturing he's partaken in. The two cats just purred lightly, and continued to show affection to there master.

He smiled as he looked at them." I can't stop thinking of her... I do not want to die, but if i took a child's life then i am worst than scum..." He grinned a little. "Am i crazy of thinking to give my life to feel some sort of self righteousness? I have never desired such feelings why do they come all of a sudden. Well maybe then the nightmares will stop. I don't want to become that monster with those piercing silver eye's that seem to stare through darkness the one in my dreams who tells me he's coming for me."

He got up he had to find that girl again. As if her scent wasn't easy enough to find the smell of booze that accompanied it just made it that much easier. He tracked her she was with her body gurard the woman in the suit. He sat behind the bush. His cell phone suddenly rang. "Dammit." He cursed before appearing from behind the bush, and dashing off like a blur. He looked at the girl locking eye's with her as he rushed off, but she didn't really seem to notice him. He thought that was strange.

It was moments before he stood before the boss. "How can i be of service Yakuza. The Yakuza placed a piece of paper on his desk, and slid it over to him. Since the last time didn't go so well we need to get her now. She will be our bargaining chip." Sirron looked from the pick back to the boss. "Are you sure? It didn't work so well last time. "

"Yes i'm aware the yakuza." Said looking at him with a stare that said it was your fault.

"I'm sorry he came at me."

"I do not blame you, you protected yourself i would rather lose an opponents pawn, than my own queen." Though it was odd for him to here himself refered to as a queen he understood the reference. He nodded. "Thank you."

"Just be more careful this time will you." He said with a sneer.

He looked at the picture, and sighed. He had to follow orders. He nodded. "Yes sir."

"Oni NEVER killed anyone who had a family!" She whispered. In order to keep anyone from suspecting anything she kept her voice down. The last thing she wanted was a fight to break out. "No....I will not risk ruining my family's reputation. I will not have blood on my hands." Pulling the gun back from his head and grabbed his hand. "You are somehow connected to my Oni. I do not know how but I will find out. If I discover you lied to me I will find you." Forcing his hand against her stomach she said, "You speak of people losing family members....children without fathers.....women without husbands.....well...."She began to tear up, "Know that a husband has been taken from me......Know that a child will never be born......I was robbed of my family....I was robbed of my happiness!!!! Where is my justice?!" There was so much anger in her eyes it was almost frightening. She released his hand, tucked her gun away, grabbed her bottle of gentleman jack, opened the door and said, "If you know who killed Oni.....tell them I am coming for them....I will make sure they suffer the way I have suffered......."


Lili shut the door behind her and stormed out. Ai was very close behind her. "Miss? Are you alright? What happened?!" Lilitu shook her head and did not say anything. "Please talk to me Lilitu!" Ai reached out and grabbed Lili by the HAND. "i AM WORRIED ABOUT YOU! Please say something." Lili stopped, "I am going home. If you wish to follow me then keep you distance. If you stay here make sure the club is run properly. DO NOT go near that man." Ai frowned. "As your bodyguard it is my job to protect you." Lili sighed and continued walking. She began to chug down her bottle of booze.

There was a rumor going around the club that Lilitu had left. Things continued on as usual but the men all kept their guards up. Lili's second in command may have looked like he was watching the girls strip on stage, but that was a cover up. The seat he used happened to be the best seat of the house. You could see everything from there. That is why he knew about everything that went on.

"Slow down Lilitu you are going to make yourself sick!" Ai tried to pull the bottle away from Lili. "Ai if you are going to follow me then don't try to take my booze. This is the only thing keeping me away from having a total break down." The two women were in front of Lilitu's house. "Lili I am going in with you." Lilitu shrugged and carried on. Ai looked over her shoulder and shivered. It felt like someone was waching them

Sirron turned when he heard the knocking, but seeing as it just turned out to be her bodyguard he turned back to her. Hearing her reasoning it made since. "I see well perhaps that is it then. I suppose it was a bit much to follow you here, but curiosity always get the better of me. Or at least most of the time." He grinned trying to flirt.



He hadn't noticed the picture until it fell to the ground. He really been to focused on her to notice it, until it hit the floor, and the glass broke. When she held up the picture. He would never forget the face of the man who nearly killed him, and his first kill. It was months ago, but he remembered it all so vividly he backed up a little shaking his head, but quickly found a gun at his temple.

That man this woman...It was clear. Suddenly that feeling of excitement surged through his veins. He felt that malicious spirtit boil up in him. He had learned how to control it though, and now in this place was not the time. "Would you risk the honor of your clan like that killing me on neutral ground...Especially...when i don't know anything about that man..." He had to lie it was the only way out. He had been running from the demon of murder that had been following him since that night. "Have you ever given thought to the families the man you hold dear to your heart have you ever given thought to the families he's torn asunder or the things he's done...even if he killed an honorable way there are now children without mothers, and fathers due to his actions. Even if i didn't kill him do you not believe that his punishment is justified? Even if not by his hand then by the people he commands, and controls."

He didn't move, but he didn't show her an ounce of fear in his eye's. More stubborness than anythig else.

"Dangerous?" She scoffed. This place was safer than the police station. A women could walk through this building naked without having to worry about being raped. Murderers, rapist, stalkers, and people like that were not allowed in this place. Rosie Pal (The name of the club) was a neutral establishment where people met to enjoy themselves. Before Oni was murdered they use to allow ANYONE in through the front doors. Now they only allowed truste customer in throught the front doors. "How did you manage to get in? I have never seen you before. Is this your first time? Do you know someone that works here?" She sounded a little irritated. "Let me guess....* Someone at the door was knocking. It was Ai. Ai popped her head in and handed the man his drink. "Miss are you alright?" Ai asked. Lili nodded and forced herself to smile. Ai then left the two alone.

Lili walked over to Sirron, "I remind you of someone?" She asked. The only reason she approached Sirron wasz to remove the picture of her and Oni from the wall. Lilireturnd to the couch and took a seat. "I was raised near that areaa in the upper part though. My parents sent me to a private school next to the public school. Maybe we crossed paths....I do not know....I cannot remember things very well from that long ago." The tips of her fingers ran down the image she held in her hand. "Now if you will excuse me I have to leave. Good day......" There was something about Sirron that put her on edge. She could not tell if she liked him or hated him.

On her way out she bumped in to him. A chill ran down her spine and she stopped. The picture of her and Oni fell out of her hands and shattered in to a million little pieces as it hit the ground. The instant she touched Sirron an image of Oni popped in to her head. It was the same image from before. "It's you....you are the man I ran in to earlier." She tired her best to control her emotions. Reahing down she grabbed the bicture and shook the glass off. "What is your connection to this man?!?" She held the picture right up to his face. "TELL ME!!!!!" Lili was always packing heat. After Oni was murdered she never left her house without a weapon.

She held the pistold right against his temple and repeated, "What is your connection to Oni? Did you know him??? Do you know anything about the people who killed him?!? ANSWER ME DAMNIT!!!!!"

The door cracked open just a little bit he could see the girl through the crack. She was quite beautiful, but seemed very young much like himself. This wasn't really the kind of place that a young girl like her should be. It then occurred to him...what if she is part of the rivals...She seemed kind of dainty. She couldn't possibly be. Her less than cheerful disposition told him to maybe this wasn't the best time. But still something about this girl was very familiar. It was nothing more than curiousity that finally got the better of him. He pressed his foot into the wedge of the door before it completely closed.

Sirron listened to the girl go on about how she didn't like him in any form of anyway. Though he really didn't care wether or not she liked him. He showed no signs of any attention in her direction. Sirron wanted to pretend to know nothing of it. But h figured that might be a little insulting. No matter how many deaths you see it's much more different when it's someone close to you. "It's funny how people can weep for there loved ones who die, but not so much as have a moment of silence for those the loved one took lives from. But i guess in certain businesses it's just like that." He smiled back.

He turned to Ai. "I would very much like a bloody Mary." He smiled kindly to Ai as if she hadn't said mean spirited things to him or shot him untrusting glances from the moment he entered the establishment. He smiled. "There is no fire. I saw a pretty girl enter this den of dishovelment, and thought how dangerous it must be for one such as yourself to be in here." He looked around," but seeing as you seem rather comfortable i'm guessing...that this is a fairly regular stop for you." He grinned.

He ran his hand through his hair. "Actually the thing is...you really remind me of someone...i'm not sure who, and i'm not sure why i can't imagine where i would've met you...but..." He leaned back in the chair. "Well he thought back to where he lived in the carefree times of conning. "Did you ever live in Hatojima prefecture...?" He questioned. This was going to drive him crazy if he couldn't figure it out.

When a woman loses the love and light of her life she loses what means the most. On many occasions after Lilitu lost the baby she thought about suicide. But no matter how hard she tried she could never do it. If Lili could go back in time she would have never allowed her love walk out the door. If she could turned back the clock she would done all she could to protect him. “I am so weak. I could not even save my own child.” Curling up in to a tight ball on the Futon Lili began to cry harder. No matter how hard she tried she could not stop herself from crying. Even after she had no more tears to cry they still kept on coming. Looking up she saw the engagement photograph she had taken with Oni. The ring he gave to her was still on her finger, and would never move from that spot. The night he died was the night her life was taken away as well. Her first urge was to flip the frame around so she would not have to look at the picture anymore. Instead she stared at it and wished deep down that she could live the life within photograph. She wished beyond any other wish that she had made before that she could just see Oni one last time, talk to him, hold him, anything.

It felt like it was the end of the world 24/7 to Lilitu. Some may have said that she was being over dramatic, or over reacting but when someone loved him (oni) as much as she did no one could possibly understand. In her entire life the only person who understood her was Oni. He was not afraid of her strange gift and he accepted her for who she was. Even before he knew she was loaded he said he loved her. “There is no god….There is no heaven….Only hell…..and I am living it….” There was no escaping her depression or sadness. There was also no way to escape life either. Finally she looked away from the photograph. There was no way she could hide herself away from the world within an old photo. “Oni….I am sorry….I have lost my way….” Letting out a soft sigh she wiped her tears away, “What do I do when all my dreams have turned in to an eternal nightmare? What do I do when I completely stop dreaming?” The strange thing was even though Oni was gone she could still sense him near her. At times Lili even felt like she could hear him trying to comfort her. There was no point in trying to comfort such a tortured soul

“You left me all alone in the world Oni…..I will be joining you soon…..” Lilitu had slowly neglecting to take care of herself after she lost the baby. For the past few weeks she had refused to eat and even started being reckless. In her heart she would always hear Oni say, “Please don’t think the world has taken the best of you or me. I know you will find your way again.” Oh god she wanted to hold on to that feeling of warmth she felt, but it left for some reason. A knock came at the door. Lilitu’s mismatched colored eyes shot up and looked at the door. “………” Perhaps if she ignored whoever was there he or she would go away. The person knocked again and of course she ignored the person like she did before. Persistence from Sirron’s behalf would pay off. Lili cleaned her face up a little and let out a deep calming breath. She could not let her men see her in this condition, “No more tears Lilitu….Try to smile….” She could only muster the strength to give a half assed grin.

The door slowly cracked open, “Yes?” Her eyes were focused on the ground so she did not notice it was Sirron at first. In fact it did not even register that he was the man she had bumped in to earlier. “Please excuse me. I am not in the mood to talk, take any visitors, deal with any bosokuza business, strippers…….ugh……Just leave me alone ok?” So much for that half assed smile (lol!) she did not even try to be in a good mood! The tiny crack in the door began to close. Before it completely shut Sirron stuck his foot right up against it. “…….Move…..” Lili was starting to sound a little irritated. She finally looked up at him with her mismatch colored eyes. “Whatever business you have here you need to take it up with my second on command.” Her second hand man was too busy staring at one of the girls on stage. Lilitu’s personal bodyguard (Ai) happened to be keeping an eye on the stranger pestering Lilitu. Ai was Oni’s younger sister, and Lili’s close friend. Ai cleared her throat and stood behind Sirron, “Is there a problem miss Lili?” Ai had been in love with Lilitu since the moment she set eyes on her. Unfortunately Lilitu did not share the same feelings for Ai. Most of the time Lili could not even look at Ai because she like her brother but more feminine. Ai was dressed up like one of the turks straight out of Final Fantasy 7. From the bright colored hair, down to the business suit.

Lilitu thought about it for a moment. “I can either have this clown kicked out, or I can save him from getting the shit kicked out of him….” She thought to herself. Ai raised a brow, “Hey……I recognize you…..” She said as she cracked her neck. “I do not remember from where…..but I don’t like you….I don’t like the way you look….the way smell….the way you move…..everything about you makes me angry…..” Ai popped her knuckles and prepared to knock Sirron out. “That is enough Ai. We are neutral here….you know that. Your brother made those rules so everyone here could enjoy themselves without having to worry about violence. Please try to remember that. Just because someone did not show him the same mercy we show others does not mean we have to stoop to our enemies’ level.” Ai’s eye twitched and she backed off, “I will be watching you stranger.” Ai hissed in to his ear. Ai backed off and gave Sirron a little room. To avoid anymore conflict Lilitu opened the door a little more and invited Sirron in. “You will have to excuse Ai. She has been up in arms since the accident.” Lilitu replaced the word murder or death with the word accident so Sirron would feel a little more at ease. After all no one knew that it was Sirron who killed Oni. Even in her condition Lili still looked radiant. Lilitu folded the futon up so it was now a couch. “Have a seat.” There was a chair behind Sirron. Suddenly she became dizzy and, her breath became short. If not for the couch/futon she would have fallen on to the floor. Playing it off like she meant to do it. “Clumsy me.” Lili leaned back and looked at Sirron, “Give me one reason not to kick you out of here. Tell me why I should not have my men take you out back and beat the shit out of you.” She thought to herself. A pleasant smile crossed her lips, and in a very soft, calming voice she said, “Well…..where’s the fire my dear?” Which meant what do you want, what is so important you had to see me, why are you bothering me, and why are you still here. Lilitu always tried to be polite to people she did not know. One never knew who was a friend and who was a foe.

“How rude of me….would you care for a drink? Something to eat? You are my guest so I want you to feel at home.” Lilitu picked up the phone next the futon and said, “Please bring me the usual….my guest will have the same.” Lilitu hung up the phone and looked at Sirron, “If you do not like what I am getting then order something else when Ai comes in.” Lili smiled. The door opened a little and Ai handed Lili two glasses, and a bottle of black label. Lili poured herself a full glass, chugged it, then filled her glass up again. Ai quietly waited to either take Sirron’s order or to be excused by Lili. Lili chugged down another full glass and filled it again. She shivered and gave Ai a goofy smile. Ai sighed but said nothing. No one had a right to chastise Lili for her destructive habits. No one could imagine what she had been through.

Sirron was born than a less than well to do family. His father was a con artist, and his mother was a homemaker. His childhood consisted of a lot of moving around, and uncertainty. As he grew up anything his parents could, or didn't teach him. He either learned by trial, and error, the streets. Or occasionally a book. The older he got the more his father began to teach him the trade the slight of hand, and the people to look for. Having to move like they did all through Japan, and constantly looking for the next target kept Sirron's mind sharp, and his reactions nimble.

That was until one day. He was only about nine or ten.He was smiling he had just pulled his first con alone. He was coming in the door proud of himself. His parents were sitting at a kitchen table in front of him crying. His father had been talking about how if they didn't have some certain amount of money by the end of the week that something horrible was going to happen. Suddenly the door shut behind him, and a large man pressed his hand to the boys Shoulder. The boy struggled to get free as he was picked up off the ground. The boy felt so scared. Suddenly he felt this horrible impulse like venom running through his veins it felt like it burned his insides. His soft innocent golden eye's glossed over, and became a horrible silver. He turned around in the mans grip, and kicked him with all his might. The man flew through the door, and Sirron landed. He was scared, and shaking. Two more men dressed in black suits standing outside the door couldn't believe what they'd just seen the large man lifted his head. "That's not a boy that's a demon. Then that gives us all the more reason to take him. With a demon on our side there will be nothing we can't accomplish. Sirron backed up as the other two approached him. THey pressed something over his mouth, and thought he struggled valiantly it was to late. He fell out unconscious. He was now property of the Yakuza


Eigh years had passed since then. Sirron had become older, smarter, and stronger. Much stronger than someone his size, and age could be. He could without much effort take down 4 to 5 people his size, and maybe 2 or three people twice as big as him. When he first arrived he was locked up in a room most of the days being fed just enough to keep him alive, until about thirteen which was the age he was made to swear allegiance to the mob. If his parents selling him had taught him anything it was to look out for yourself, and only yourself. Right now that meant living, and to live he'd have to deal with being a part of this, but would not be committed as the other members. After he was an official member things began to become better he began to be able to see the grand city of tokyo, and marvelous sights. It wasn't to late after his fourteenth birthday that he also so one of the most horrible sights he could imagine. He watched as a pair of older members tortured, and killed a man. One part of him felt sick, and disgusted, but somewhere deep in his mind he kept saying to himself amateurs. He could think of a thousand better, and more effective ways.

He just looked on unable to turn away. He felt a hand rest on his shoulder a man looked about in his 50's maybe early 60's. "Hello young Sirron....welcome to your new family. " At that moment he realized what he saw before him was his new life, and the man who welcomed him into this family was his new father.

After many trials he had somehow quickly rose the ranks of the yakuza ladder, and he'd gotten close to the current yakuza. The Yakuza always referred to him as his son. He now didn't live in a small little room in the Yakuza's main household but on his own in a large beautiful studio apartment. He was well taken care of He'd at this point nearly forgotten about the carefree days of his childhood. He would stare into a picture of him with golden eye's, and shake his head repeating that's not me.

Despite having a large family like the Yakuza he always felt lonely. It was for that reason he bought two kittens. He loved them dearly. He named the white one yin, and the black one yang. They were closer to him than anyone in the Yakuza.

It was a late rainy night. He ran into his room scrubbing his hands trying to get the blood off of them. His first kill was tonight. He's specialty had become torture, but never to death, but for this job they need his ears dexterity, and strength. However he never thought he'd have to be the one to stab him through with a blade. The blood splattered to his hands. He kept reliving the image. He sat down on the edge of his bed. He couldn't believe what he'd done. There was an odd scent around the man almost familiar, and when he smelled it he almost felt like he blacked out thats when he rushed the man stabbing him.

After being cooped up in his home for quite a while after it he began to realize this was his life. He couldn't have such regrets. He would one day rise to the rank of Yakuza, that was his plan. He slowly begn to force himself to continue on. After that night seeing how vicious he could be those that went with him were a little scared of him. He didn't care though.

Over quite a while he'd forgotten the incident. Until the day he bumped into Lilitu...That scent...the scent that surrounded the man he killed the one that made him go wild. The girl said sorry, and kept moving. He waited contemplating wether or not to go. He followed behind her at a safe distance. He watched as she went into a club. He stopped. "Why would she be going in there?" He asked himself. He entered the club a little later than her. He slipped the guards 20000 yen to let him in even though he was under age. He looked around his nose a bit into the air, and his eye's closed to concentrate. He hated all the noise, and scents down here they seemed so powerful. So he wasn't here that often, but came every once in a while. He waded through the crowd until he found a door different than all the rest kind of in a hidden area. He gently knocked on the door.

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Even as a child growing up Lilitu knew she was different from all the other children. It was not because she stronger or smarter than all of then or the fact that she was visionally impaired. It was something that she could not quite describe. It was something that ran deeper than anyone could comprehend or begin to imagine. Since a very young age Lilitu was haunted by dreams from another time. In each dream she was always the same woman but in different times. One night she would be the empress of a dting race, another she would be a princess desperately fighting to find her mate. The woman was always name Lilitu. Was it a coinsidence or just dumb luck? The actual name ‘Lilitu’ was a family name. The first girl born in to her family always had the name attached, whether it was a first or middle name.

It was the first time Lilitu had ventured outside the walls of her home since the accident. Lilitu lost her family in a plane accident when she was only five, miraculously she somehow survived. Soon after that she lost her physical vision. She now sees the world through the eyes of a mysterious companion that only she can hear (Her “Guardian”). As she grew older she found love, and comfort in the arms of one of the most notorious bosokuza bosses in all of Japan. They were planning on getting married the following spring after she gave birth to their daughter. Three months in to the pregnancy she received a distressed call from her fiance. He told her, “Lili I love you….I will always love. Everything I have is now yours. My cars, my home, and even the Bosokuza….It is all yours. Be good my love and never forget who you are.” After that the phone cut off. The next week his body was found washed up in a river with a black rose pinned to his shirt. The black rose was the calling card for the rival gang/mob of the bosokuza…..the yakuza

“Miss…..will you be attending school today or should I call in for you?” An older man asked. Lilitu pulled the covers over her head to block out the light. Even though she could not physically see the light she could feel the warmth. Her other senses had advanced since she lost her vision. “Please call the school and tell them I will come in tomorrow. I am not feeling well today.” Lili had been in a deep depression for the past month. She lost her fiance and because of the stress she miscarried the only connection she had left with her love. “Are you going to visit with your “friends” today miss Lili?” Her butler knew all about the connection she had with the mob, and he accepted it. He was paid to serve her not to nag her. “Yes……” Is all she said. It took every ouce of will and strength for Lili to stand up and walk to the shower and get reeady to go outside to face the world. To most blind people all they saw was darkness, Lili on the other hand was blessed with ability to see the world through her mind’s eye or her “guardian (I will explain more about the guardian as the story progresses).

After she cleaned up and dressed she headed in to a smaller room next to hers. Her hand ran over the top of a guitar case that belonged to her love. “I swear to you…..I will avenge your death….” Her fists clenched and she walked out the door. Most people in general avoided Lili, they felt she was odd. Somehow when Lilitu made physical contact with a person she would automatically sense things, or see very pernal things about them that she should have never known. People found it to be a threat to their privacy. It was not her fault she had the gift…..she was born with it. It felt like the only people who understood her were the men who the Japanese government feared the most….the mob. When she was with them she did not feel so alone in the world. Her men loved her, and would die for her. When her parents died they left her A LOT of money…she had enough to last her for the rest of her life! But money could nevre replace her loved ones. Whenever she spent the money it reminded her of all the terrible things that had happened to her.

When people first saw Lilitu she came off as cold or distant. She had closed herself off from the world. It felt like whenever she got close to someone they either distanced themselves from her, left her, ran off scared because of her psychic abilities, or ended up dead. As she walked the streets of downtown Tokyo she noticed the familiar yet distant scent of someone. She followed the scent for a block then bumped shoulders with a stranger. What she saw in her mind’s eye was enough to bring her to tears. “No…..Oni….” She whispered to herself. Lili saw the face of her deceased lover. Somehow the man she bemped in to had a connection with Oni’s death. The image of his face was a blur, and she was far too defenseless to follow him. She had no weapons nor the strength to take on the man. Also she did not have any proof that the guy she bumped in to was the one who killed her love. The bosokuza “hideout” was near….if one really considered an underground casino, strip, and dance club a hideout. Lilitu let her men run the business and handle the income that was earned from the “club”. Quickly she walked to the club and came to the door. To large men covered in typical mob affiliated tattoos stood guard at the door. “Miss Lilitu…..are you alright?” The bouncer on the left asked. “What are you doing out of bed????” The one on the right asked. It was not like they were unhappy to see her they were just concerned to see her in such a fragile condition. “Please….no more questions. I just need a place to rest.” The men both nodded and let her through with out anymore questions. The club was always packed from wall to wall with men from ever class. Poor, rich, cop, or prince everyong was welcome in the club. It was a neutral ground so there was no fighting allowed on the inside. Lili made her way unoticed through the crowd and slipped in to a little studio apartment attached to the club. It was her home away from home, and a safe house for when she felt threatened or scared. Right now she was scared. The man or woman she bumped in to had brought her to tears and scared her. “What was that?! Who was that person?!?” She covered her tear stained face with her hands and sobbed by herself in the back room.

(Your character can either follow her or not, run in to her later, already be at the club, or whatever you want. I you want to come up with your own thing go for it. )