JUSTICE!!! [Solo, IO, NK]

The Akaishi. Brutal, depraved drug lords cared about nothing more than the money in their pockets. Their evil managed to even corrupt a few police officers, making the task of bringing them down even more difficult. Shinobi, unfortunately, were far busier with other things, leaving very few willing to actually deal with the problem, and even less who were as dedicated to stopping them as Yoichi was.

While their depravity would be more than enough of a reason for him to set his sights on them, that was far from the vile list of things they could do. They were unfortunately gifted with amazing chemists capable of creating drugs with powerful addictive properties. Rumor had it that they were even considering mixing their product with food from shady restaurants that they owned to create an ever addicted customer. He had to check that out, too.

Only someone with absolutely nothing to do like Yoichi could be out this late at night looking to bring those bastards down. With every drug dealer on the nearest corner thinking they were the next Teflon Don, could anyone blame him for wanting to stop some illegal operations? Of course, his parents might be a little worried, but they had nothing to worry about as long as he was back before they woke up, right? And besides, how hard would it be to take down a couple of goons? Sure, they were a bit on the heavy side security wise, but he was a well-trained ninja!


"Oh man, they even got archers on watchtowers? I haven't seen dudes this serious about drugs in awhile..I wish the village gave police a little bit more leeway, maybe this operation wouldn't have spiraled out of control.."

His binoculars were acutely trained on the base from about forty meters away, taking in each and every single detail that could be garnered from here. His usual stylish flair was replaced by a dark blue jumpsuit and mask that helped him camouflage with his surroundings better, and even though he didn't bring any weapons, he felt his fearsome physical might was enough for this.

"Blindspots, blindspots.."

Going through the front was obviously a bad idea given the spotlights that would reveal his location. No need to make a commotion this late at night when he wasn't even sure he had the authority to go through with this in the first place! Luckily, an informant of his gave him schematics of the area. It paid to have a few moles here and there! A manhole was ten meters away from Yoichi, so he could use the sewer system to navigate his way inside. Sure, he'd smell absolutely awful but that was nothing a shower couldn't fix. Leaping down on to the street below, he ripped the metal lid off with his sheer might, hopping into the labyrinth down below with his handy dandy map and flashlight.

"Geeeeez! This odor is FOUL! How the hell does anyone manage to willingly work here.."


"HEY, who's there!? Alright, let's stop screwing around and search the place!"

Of course, it was his legendary luck coming into play that simply -had- to have people wander through this place in the middle of the night. They didn't sound like they were supposed to be here, though. He took a quick peek behind the wall covering him, and lo and behold, they bore the insignia of the Akaishi. Why wasn't he surprised in the least? Given he had the element of surprise right now, he was confident this wouldn't devolve into the type of fight that would alert the rest of their friends.

Leaping out from his cover in a single fluid motion, he flew through the air, smashing his foot into the skull of the lowlife closest to him. Of course, a kick that powerful was bound to attract the attention of the other two down here, and that was good. Why would he want them running off somewhere and setting the entire base on alert? It wouldn't be a good idea, not now, anyways.

"Wheeew, I hope whatever your boss pays you is good enough to get the sewer stench out of your clothes..that stuff ain't easy to clean."

"KILL THIS BASTARD!"

Swords. They always had to have swords! Of course, Yoichi knew he was in absolutely no danger from even being scratched. Not only were their forms far too sloppy to think about landing a clean blow, but the fact that they were simply too slow was a major issue as well. Watching them fight was like watching a snail trying to make a race around the world!

"Man, forget what I said earlier, if you guys suck this bad it's a miracle your boss is paying you at all!"

Two swift blows were more than enough to knock the two out cold, leaving them unconscious on the floor. Of course, he didn't forget to add a quip and some rope to keep the trio of danger tied up!

"Looks like you're in a bit of a sticky situation! No, that wasn't a good one..gah! A hero is only as good as his quips!"

Sometimes, he wished he had a sidekick for exactly this reason. How many other villains would keep thinking he was crazy because he liked the sound of his own voice? It wasn't his fault it was so buttery smooth!

"Alright, twenty feet north, take the ladder up and I should be heading up towards the storage room..let's hope they didn't booby-trap that place or something."

Briskly making his way towards the ladder, he climbed up and burst through the manhole. It wouldn't be this easy going forward, unfortunately; as much as he joked about how these guys sucked, some of the people he were fighting knew jutsu. They were apart of the Akaishi's elite Death Squadron; despite the name sounding like something a five year old could come up with, they were feared throughout the underworld as powerful, brutal enforcers. Fighting them head on would be akin to suicide.


"But, wouldn't be a hero's journey if it was easy..the universe is funny like that."

WC: 1022