Prologue: 2

Previously:

A shadow seemed to fall over him as the voice emerged from the dark revealing itself to be a man. No, calling him a man wouldn't do. The guy was a goddamn behemoth that towered over his own height of 6'1. He has muscles bulging from every single part of his body and looked like he could flatten him without even trying. He was wearing a gas mask on his face and was completely and utterly bald. Basically, he looked like Bane.

In this situation, Arata could only think of one word to say,

"Shit"

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Aika shuddered and latched herself tightly on his arm. Arata himself wasn't doing too well.

On the outside it seemed as if he wasn't really affected by the monster of a man in front of him but on the inside his thoughts were more like "SON OF A BITCH!!!! THIS GUY IS HUGE! HOW THE ACTUAL FUCK DID HE MANAGE TO HIDE HIMSELF ANYWAY!!!! IS THAT SOME KIND OF ANIME POWER! COULD HE BE SOME SORT OF ASSASIN!

Yeahhhh, not affected at all.

Arata gulped and gathered his confidence, "Uh sir, I'm sorry but I think that you've got the wrong idea here..."

In response, the budget-bane remained impassive.

"Hello, anyone there?"

"..."

"Helooo???"

"..."

Slowly, Arata nudged Aika and began turning around when,

"I'M AWAKE! I'M WIDE AWAKE! DON'T TAKE MY COOKIES!"

Arata- "..."

Aika- "..."

Budget-Bane- "..."

Bane- "You heard nothing..."

Arata and Aika- "Hm? What are you talking about?"

Bane- "Anyway, I'm here to kill you."

Arata thought, " We have to get the hell out of here! There is no way in hell that I can beat this guy up! He'll pulverize me before I can react! I need to do something, But what!!!"

The man chuckled deeply, "What's wrong? Are you afraid? You should be, after all your about to die, hehehe"

Behind him, Aika started hyperventilating.

Tears began to fall from her eyes. "Nii-San I'm scared? Are we really gonna die?" she asked in a terrified voice

"No" Arata said with firmness he didn't know he had.

"You aren't gonna die. I'll protect you no matter what"

Aika looked at her brother for a second and put up a brave smile "Un, I believe in you"

Arata smiled at her which slowly turned into a smirk.

They looked at the man who seemed to be amused at their little interaction.

Perhaps a tad bit too overconfidently, he asked, "Are you done yet, if you are then let's get this over with."

With that he slowly stalked his way towards the siblings.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you" Arata said with confidence in his voice

"If you come any further someone might just get hurt."

Taken aback by the sheer confidence in his voice, the man asked, "And who is this 'someone'?"

"Me"

The man stopped in tracks and tripped over nothing. Planting his face in the ground firmly.

The man said "What the hell! Do you think this is a joke!"

He was met with silence.

"Huh why the hell are you guys not saying anything?"

So, the man got up and looked at their previous spot only to find an empty, deserted street with absolutely no sign of any life whatsoever.

"....."

His eyebrow twitched,

"BASTARD!!!!!!"

Meanwhile with Arata and Aika

"THAT WAS YOUR BEST SHOT!" Aika shouted enraged.

"Well, the guy was absolutely huge, there was no way that I could have done anything to stop him so I did the next best thing" Arata said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Now where the hell are we supposed to go! And who the hell was that guy!"

"I don't know who he was or anything about him but from what I can tell, he was probably hired by someone who wants us dead."

"Why the hell would someone want us dead?" Aika asked.

"I don't know but we'll find out soon enough." Arata said in a grave tone.

"What are you talking about? Why the hell are we gonna find out about this thing? I want nothing to do with this! All I want to do is go back home and fall asleep."

"No, we have to leave this city." Arata said.

"Are you insane!! We have nowhere to go! Are we supposed to live on the streets!!"

"I'm going to talk to dad"

"Why talk to dad? What's he got to do with this? We can just go to the cops!!"

"We can't."

"Why not!" She asked.

Arata paused in his tracks. He turned to Aika and grabbed her shoulders.

Arata screamed "Don't you get it! We can't ask anyone; we can't trust anyone other than ourselves!! Whoever hired that guy wants us dead. In fact, this guy is probably insanely rich bastard!"

"Why would some rich guy try to kill us?!"

Arata sighed and took a deep breath to calm himself, "Think about it. As it is, we're supposed to be nobodies. Just a pair of siblings who left their homes and started living independently. It's not as if we're incredibly talented to the point that we have a bounty on our heads. So, this shouldn't concern us, not directly at least."

Aika furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "What do you mean? I don't get it."

Arata nodded, "No you don't. I didn't really expect you to."

Aika's eyebrow twitched, "What's that supposed to mean!"

Arata opened his mouth to argue but paused, letting out a sigh,

"Look, we don't have time to argue about this and I don't have time to explain everything to you. All I can tell you right now is that we need to talk to dad because he's the only person capable of getting us out of this situation."

"What's Dad got to do with this!"

"Dad may be a bastard of a father, but he's a loaded bastard of a father who has a lot of enemies. Now stop complaining and listen to me" he said.

Aika sniffed, "What"

"The guy's coming after us and we have no chance of beating him. So, I'll take care of him instead."

"What! How!"

"Listen, all you have to do is hide from the bastard. Don't do anything stupid and if shit hits the fan, then get the hell out of this place as fast as you can, got it?"

"But, what about you!"

"I can take care of this myself. Don't worry about me."

"Okay, stay safe, yeah"

"Sure"

"Now go! Hide!"

10 minutes later

(Behemoth POV) (I was too lazy to think of another name)

The giant unnamed behemoth of a man trudged to the final location he hadn't visited, i.e., the port. He looked ahead at the darkness in front of his as he saw the fain silhouette of a man.

"So, this is where you were hiding, I thought you would have gone to the police by now"

Behemoth's voice seemed to echo in the empty port as he spoke,

"Heh, don't take me for an idiot, I had a suspicion that you had someone in the police force son I couldn't trust anyone." Arata replied

"What you pulled back near the apartment was a really nasty trick, I'm super pissed at you so I'll kill you in the most painful way possible."

"Hn"

Behemoth's eyebrow twitched," Did you just 'Hn' me! Who the hell do you think you are! An Uchiha!!!"

Arata looked at him in surprise "Don't tell me, you watch Naruto too!"

"Of course, I do! Who doesn't watch Naruto!"

"I thought giant behemoth assassins didn't do anime and Naruto"

"We do, Naruto is an anime where kids are trained to be mindless soldiers and assassins at the age of 6, if that isn't dark, then I don't know what is."

"Well then, Fuck you too! Shitty Naruto ruined my food! Do you know how hard it is to eat ramen every meal, every day, every time! I have to eat ramen for breakfast, lunch and dinner just cuz my sister loves Naruto and got an addiction of Ramen! Food of the gods my ass! Do you know how hard it is to eat good food these days? I'll do anything to get some pizza or a hamburger! That's why… That's why! Anyone who watches Naruto is my enemy and so are you! Curse Ramen!!!!!!!" Arata finished, sweating as if he had just run a marathon.

"Uhhhhh, I really don't know what to say to a speech like that"

"You could join my Anti-Ramen club"

"There's actually an Anti-Ramen club!" he said, sounding shocked.

"That's right, the Anti-ramen club is for desperate people who are tired of dealing with the otaku tendencies of their siblings or relatives. It's a yearly membership plan and the price is only 500 yen!! It includes anti-ramen banners. How to act like an Uchiha training. Good food and the 'legendary super-secret language of the Hn'!!"

"No way!! The language of the Hn!!!!!! That's amazing!! Where do I sign up!!!"

"During the afterhours of Tokyo High you can visit anytime between 2pm to 4pm. However, there are extra charges for people who aren't students."

"I will. I've finally found my salvation! I will never forget this favour…. Wait a minute, WHAT THE HELL ARE WE EVEN TALKING ABOUT!!!!!"

"Jeez, took you long enough to figure that out. As I thought, you're all brawn and no brains. Nothing but muscle."

"YOU BASTARD!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!"

Arata looked at him with a confused look, "Hm, did you say something?"

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

"What the hell's wrong with this guy"

"THAT'S IT!!!! YOU'RE DEAD!!!!" with that behemoth charged at Arata

Arata smirked, "Alright, let's see what you got."

As behemoth charged, Arata analysed the situation, "Okay, he's faster and stronger than me. Not to mention that he's experienced at hand-to-hand combat. Staying away from him is my best bet to beat this guy. But I have nothing that I can use against him in this situation without risking a severe injury. I have to do something to catch him off guard. I still don't know just how good this guy really is."

Behemoth started off by getting close to him and trying to get him with a right jab. Dodging neatly, Arata countered with his own right jab.

Unfortunately, "OW! That hurts! Just what the hell is your skin made of!!"

Behemoth laughed at him and said, "Heh, I've trained my body since I was a kid, you don't stand a chance against me"

"Oh yeah, we'll see about that!"

So, the fight continued like this for a few minutes until,

*POW*

A right hook had just connected with Arata'a face, sending him flying.

"FUCK! That hurt like a bitch! I can't take hits like that!"

Looking at the situation Arata's face turned grim. "I don't think I can last much longer. On the other hand, the bastard barely looks winded. When I find an opening, I'll finish it off."

Arata wiped the blood off his face and said, "you're not half bad, but this is over"

Behemoth scoffed, "Please, you can barely stand, how the hell are you planning on killing me exactly?"

"Heh, you'll find out soon enough."

No more words were spoken as both charged at each other. Once again Behemoth started off with a right jab, however unlike last time instead of dodging the blow he deflected it instead. Growling, he tried a left hook this time only to suffer the same results. This time roaring in anger, Behemoth continued his furious assault Arata as he found his every move deflected.

Behemoth and Arata both were tired by now. Behemoth arms were aching from the flurry of punches he had thrown at Arata while Arata himself was completely drained. His arms were completely numb from deflecting all those punches.

Behemoth grunted as he spoke, "you're better than I gave you credit for I'll give you that."

"Aww shucks, cut it out, you're gonna make me blush." Arata said, embarrassed.

Then he smirked, "It's time to finish this, I'll use the most important lesson I learned from anime to beat you."

Behemoth sweat dropped, "Uhhhhh... Once again, I don't know what to say to that."

"You don't need to say anything, cuz this is the end." And for the first time in the entire fight, Arata charged straight at Behemoth.

Behemoth smirked, Arata tried to punch him when he found his attack deflected by Behemoth. Smirking to himself, Arata twisted mid fall and brought his other hand at Behemoths forehead. Only this time, he held a gun in his hand.

"What!! When did he get his hands on a gun!!" instinctually, Behemoth's hand went towards his leg, where he hid his revolver.

Realising that there was nothing there Behemoth realised that he had been played the entire time. He could do nothing as the bullet was embedded in his chest as he fell face first on the cold, unforgiving pavement.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Arata let the stolen gun drop from his hands as he laid on the floor. "Phew, that was close. I almost thought I was done for." Arata let a smile grace his lips as he finally let himself relax, "looks like I'll live to see another day."

"Nii-San!!" he looked to his right to find Aika running towards him at full speed. Behind her, he saw a handsome older man walking casually with his hands in his pockets with a smile on his face.

"Yo, Aika-Chan"

"Baka Onii-san, look at you, you've been totally beat up. Can you even move" She asked in concern

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks for asking"

Then, he looked towards the man walking towards him and said, "Took you long enough."

The man looked at him, smirked and said, "Hey now, the hero always shows up at the end. A great entrance indicates a great show, son."