By EliadS

A large black van is parked on the sidewalk outside the house. 4 men are sitting inside the van. All are Japanese and wearing black leather coats. They are bald and wearing black sunglasses. And to finish their ensemble were pairs of black gloves, which concealed their fingerprints.

"Remember the orders…Get in, capture the target, bring her back here alive. Don't shoot anyone unless completely necessary, is that clear?" The driver says in Japanese. The other three nod and leave the van closing the doors quietly behind them.

They walk towards the door of the house, Careful not to make any kind of suspicious sounds. All three stand outside the door. Two of the men are extremely bulky and muscular, while the middle figure is a middle-sized man.

The three thugs take out black ski masks and put them on. Only their dark eyes now visible from behind the woolen masks.

The middle sized man turns to them and takes out a 92FS 9mm Beretta, the sleek silver colored pistol gleams softly in the moonlight. Then he takes out a long black cylinder and screws it on the barrel of the firearm.

"Just in case…" He whispers to the others, which nod. Then the larger thugs lean against the wall beside the door. The middle-sized man nods and raises a hand. He gestures a 3-fingered countdown.

When his third finger drops he aims his pistol and fires a bullet at the lock. The bullet escapes the now silenced barrel and blows the lock apart. It shatters and the mechanism is heard being broken. Then he pushes the door open slowly before he dashes in.

He looks around while aiming his pistol. He whistles softly and the two other thugs enter the room. The three are standing in a fancy kitchen. He motions to the corridor and points at one of the thugs and to the left, then he points at the other thug and to the right. Then he points to a staircase and himself.

The others nod and procure similar pistols. They quickly put silencers on and walk to their designated targets. The first large man walks to the left and reaches a living room. He scans it carefully and finds it to be empty. He sees another room and begins walking towards it. He opens it carefully while keeping his gun ready.

He opens the door and finds a bedroom. In it two middle-aged people are fast asleep. He sneers and closes it very carefully. Then he sneaks back to the kitchen.

Meanwhile the other thug walks towards the right and reaches the end of the corridor. Two rooms are located on each side. He tiptoes silently towards them and opens the left door silently. In it is a small storage room. He closes it gently and then tries the other room. It turns out to be a bathroom. He snorts silently and walks back towards the kitchen.

The middle-sized thug walks up the stairs slowly. He walks up and sees three rooms. He decides to check the left room. He opens it slowly to find a young boy sleeping in a room. He closes it carefully and opens the right door.

When he opens it he finds a young, fair Japanese youth sleeping in her bed. He looks at her face and it fits the description his Boss gave him. He leaves the door open and walks back towards the stairs. He motions with his hand as he sees the two thugs.

They nod and walk up the stairs silently. When they reach their middle-sized colleague all three enter the room. He motions to them with his head and turns to guard the entrance. The other two nod and walk up to her. One of them puts a hand on her mouth and the other aims a pistol to her forehead.

Upon feeling the hand on her mouth the youth's eyes snap open. When she sees whom it is she screams, but only a muffled sound is heard. One of the thugs glares at her.

"Shhh…Listen good Sarai…We've got a 9mm pistol aimed at your forehead…unless you want a third eye…shut up…" He looks at him with wide and frightened eyes. His grip loosens.

"If you even think about screaming…not only will you die…but your parents and brother will too…Now get up slowly…" He says and removes his hand from her mouth. She gulps and gets out of her bed slowly. They aim their guns and back away.

Suddenly a bright flash erupts and the silence is broken by a female voice "Hadouken" It shouts and the middle sized man flies into the room and lands on his back. The other two turn around to see another Japanese youth in a fighting stance. Surprisingly though the other house residents didn't stir to the thugs good fortune.

The middle-sized man is now unarmed and aims his hand at her "Get her!" He mutters. She eeps and leaps sideways and bullets are shot at her. One of the thugs gets an idea and wraps his arm around Sarai's neck. When Sakura reenters the doorway he has the gun aimed to Sarai's left temple.

"Stand still and put you hands behind your head" He commands. Sakura looks at him and snarls but complies. The middle-sized thug picks up his gun and gets up. "Why you little b*tch I should shoot you now!" He mutters to her angrily and points his pistol at her.

His companion stops him "No…It's too risky to leave evidence…We'll have to take her too…" He says. The middle-sized thug sighs and nods. He motions to the third thug "Tie and gag her…" He says and motions with his head. The third thug takes out a black rubber rope and approaches her.

Sakura is helpless at Sarai is in their hands and lets herself to be bound in the rope. Then he motions to Sarai. "Her too…" He says and throws him another rope. The man ties Sarai too after the other thug backs away. "Pick'em up and let's go…" He says.

They nod and comply. Then they walk downstairs and leave the house. They walk up to the van and throw the two youths into the trunk. Then they enter the seats and close the doors before the van drives off.

Ibuki is lying in her bed deep in sleep. She decided to rest before she would begin planning and executing her near impossible task. She turns to her side and sighs in her sleep cuddling in her thick blankets.

Then an audible bang is heard from downstairs. Ibuki leaps awake and looks around her senses flaring into action. "What the h*ll was that?!" She thinks and leaps out of her bed.

She inhales deeply and rubs her eyes. "Whoever did that…Is gonna be sorry…" Ibuki thinks and dashes down the stairs. She looks around the house carefully, expecting an ambush.

A knock is heard on the door. Ibuki's eyes narrow and she approaches the door carefully. Then she stands to the side and opens it slowly.

A large Japanese man that she recognizes as one of the Yakuza bodyguards is standing in the doorway. Ibuki glares at him and enters her stance.

"If you've come to kill me, I'd think You'd be a little smarter and not alert me of your presence…" Ibuki says coldly and her muscles tense as she prepares to strike. He remains impassive despite it and shakes his head in disgust.

"My master has found a better punishment than death for you…" He says and snaps his fingers. And two large men push Sarai and Sakura into view, each aiming a silenced pistol to one of them.

Ibuki's face twists in anger and she holds herself back from lashing and beating the living daylight out of the thug before her as she knows it will endanger if not bring to her friend's ultimate demise.

He grins at her "We've planned beforehand…now listen carefully He says and hands her a white note. "A tournament will be held in the "Drunken Samurai" tonight at 9pm…be there, bring the disk. If you win and give us the prize money, we give you our word of honor that they will live. If not they'll die…" He says.

"I'm afraid your word of honor doesn't reassure me…" He says venomously. "I'll bring you the money…and point you to the disk when I'm sure they're free…" She states in a "that's final" tone.

"D**n…this complicates things greatly. I must find a way to infiltrate their base before they can complete the copying of that VB part. Screw that! Sarai and Saky are more important…Worst case I'll have to tackle the shipment…" She thinks and sighs inwardly yet keeping a cold facade.

The man shrugs "Fine…we don't mind…It’s a deal…Take'em to the van boys…" He says and turns to leave. The two men kick the two youths to their feet and lead them to tvan. The two look at Ibuki worriedly.

Ibuki shakes with anger "Why that slimy…sleazy…f**king b*st*rd! He'll pay for this…I won't only stop his Yakuza clan…I'll destroy it! I vow to make him pay for this vile deed…That cowardly fool will pay…" She thinks and turns back to the house. Slamming the door violently.

She then sits down on her couch and ponders on her options, and any possible ways to exact her vengeance without endangering her friends.

She then gets an idea and grins slowly figuring out the details in her mind.