[h3]Anderson[/h3]

"Unfortunately I'm not one to waste time on you, unlike you I cannot attend parties at my leisure." A helicopter soon came into veil as Anderson put on a pair of aviator shade, "I have a business too run with places to be and people to meet."

The military-esque helicopter came next to the roof as its side door opened, revealing two big men in sharp suits and sunglasses carrying even sharp katanas. As the wind roared Anderson took a step towards the private transport, he turned back and threw Eita a business card, "I presume you have enough brain cells to work out what to do with that thing."

One of the men in suit bowed slightly as he made room for Anderson as he stepped in, "Until next time, I guess this is farewell." 

The helicopter door close shut before it lurched forward and travelled off into the distance.
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Anderson stepped out of the aircraft on to the roof of an arcade, a short staircase down lead him to the ground floor. Despite being the middle of the school day, it was well populated with people loitering around pinball machines, shooting digital zombies or napping at  the refreshment bar. Anderson didn't hesitate to bump shoulder with anyone who was too engaged in conversations of their high score or which girl they would do next to recognize his presence.

After punching in a number on a keypad next to the refreshment bar, he nodded to the mustached bartender who nodded back. Pressing a button under the table, the ground next to him collapsed without a whisper and Anderson disappeared into the underground. Soon after, the secret stair case returned to normal ground.
"Hey, how can I get down there?" a teen walked up to the bartender.
"What do you mean?" the bartender returned to polishing glasses.
"Don't fuck with me old man, the staircase that one kid just went down." the teen's short fuse had exploded.

With great poise, the bartender pulled out a small spray bottle, like that of a perfume bottle. In one quick move, he sprayed some of its contents into the teen's face who promptly fell asleep on the counter. Nothing bad would happen to him, although he would loose the last five minutes of his memory. But such was decreasingly common these days.
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Anderson walked past VIP rooms that had services best shown at night. As much of an honest front this place put on to the public, the underground removed any trace of that. [i]You can't spell business without spelling sin first.[/i] Anderson thought to himself as he walked past the long corridor, each room making more questionable noises than the next until he reached the last room at the end of the hall. 

Two men in suits opened the door for him and inside revealed a huge room and in the center of it was Anderson's mother, Eri Jistudan. She had long silky black hair and beautiful eyes that were also highly dignified. With long, noble strides she walked over to her son with grace that could make ballerinas jealous. 

However, she immediately threw all of the grace and nobility away after getting close enough to Anderson, "Honey! I was so worried about you!" She rubbed her cheek all over Anderson's face and pinched him a few times. "Are you eating well? Should I send you a cheif? How are you sleeping? Still having nightmares? Wait, have you stopped growing?! Are you shrinking?! Do you have enough money to live off of? Should I increase the amount of stock you have in your investment?"
"No mother, I'm fine." Anderson seemed unamused by his mother's sudden break of character and her rapid fire list of thing she was concerned about. In her current state, no one would have guessed she was a yakuza princess.
"Hime-sama..." one of the attendants coughed, returning Eri to her more normal state.
"So, what is it this time mother? I was going to make new connections before you decided to pull me out." Anderson took off his shades and threw it to a little boy who was one of many servants, "I swear if its like last time where you sent me those slave girls..."
"Ahhh... Don't worry, its not. It something you forgot to pack."

Eri walked over to one of her guards and whispered, "Tell them to come in."

Seconds later, four blurs dashed around the room from the ceiling to the walls until all of them landed in front of Anderson. In unison they said, "Death is but an illusion. Your orders?"

"So that we're you girls have been." Anderson turned to his mother, "Thank you, this will be most helpful."

As he walked out, the four girls following him, his mother asked him one last question, "How are your profit margins? Do you need more men?"

Anderson tilted his head back, "Profits are black as night, RE_Birth should be more than enough for me."
Eri smiled from her sinful throne, "That's my boy. Remember, no business without sin."
"And that's what we do best." Anderson and his new hitsquad walked out as the door closed behind them.

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"YUI, HIRITO, EVERYONE? WHERE ARE YOU?" a figured yelled over the smoke, out of breath.
"SENPAI OVER HERE! PLEASE HELP!" the voices yelled in pain as the building collapsed around them, flaming bricks dropping form the sky like hellfire and brimstone, "AHHHHH!"
"Stay there! I'll get you out soon!" the figure desperately tried to locate the voices of his little ones.
"PLEASE HELP MEEEEeeeeee-"
"I DON'T WANT TO DIE HERE!"
"SENPAI, IT HURTS!"

The figure dashed around, having little luck in finding the little child he had so carefully watched over. Whenever he did find one, their tiny bodies where burnt, disfigured and mauled beyond recognition. The figure had already threw up so many times he was severely weakened, barely able to move or catch his breath due to thick smoke. However, he still gagged whenever he saw his companions having to die such a horrible way.

"SENPAI, OVER HERE!"
The boy recognized the voice, "Yui?"

He ran as fast as his weak body allowed him, choking on both tears and smoke every step. Finally, he reached the location of the voice and saw the little girl waving her hand. With the last of his adrenaline, he dug her out and as the two were reunited, the boy heard a sound, a hissing sound, the sound of a boiler about to explode. He tried to protect the girl, but instead got a blast of shrapnel that took off his left arm and did something to his eye that he could no longer see out of it. He screamed in pain as the hot iron that had cut him also burnt his flayed skin. Yui seemed to be alive thankfully, if just and that's what was most important to him right now.

Tall figures appeared from the smoke, the boy smiled as rescue was on the way, "Over here! Over here!"
The tall men came over after yelling into their radios, the boy tried to meet them half way, but his leg wouldn't budge, his kneecap was blown off. As they people got closer and closer, the boy could see on in a lab coat and two other behind him in black army gear.
"Thank you, we're orphans and we need help. Could you bring us to a hospit-" a gun shot rang out, the boy looked down and saw a bleeding hole in Yui's head, her last words, "Th-th-thank... s-sempai... y-you ch-ch-ch-changed t-the world fo-fo-for us..."

The boy held Yui's hand, screaming at her not to die, but as she went limp, he turned to the men who shot her, "WHY?!"
"Oh shut up, its not like anyone cares about you damned Child Errors." the man in the lab coat said before taking out a dart gun, the sharpened tip shone through all the smoke as its vile liquid inside glistened like emeralds, "Don't worry, you'll be put to good use."
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Jack's eyes suddenly opened. He had doze off while leaning against a wall. Shaking himself awake, he repeated the word he never thought her would, "Yui..."