~11:30 PM
May 20th 2095
Moonlight Strip Bar~
(The moon hung over the city, a massive hole through it, showing the stars behind it. Underneath it, the Moonlight Strip Bar hung underneath it. A high class ten story strip club that served the most famous and rich members of Sangria City. As security patrolled the area, the noise of what sounded like a dragon’s roar could be heard coming down the street. As the guards stepped closer to the entrance, a blinding light emerged from the opposite end of the road. To them, they couldn’t make out what it was. It looked and sounded like something of purity. And vengeance. As it made it’s way closer, they could make out what it was. A red cadillac with a Chinese dragon on the hood, the engine getting louder as it got closer. The guards pulled out their guns and fired upon the car, but as they did, they witnessed the bullets simply bouncing off the car, not even scratching it. After their bullets slid of the car, it continued to drive forward, as the car window rolled down. An arm extended out from it, with a silver magnum, and in a matter of second, began to fire upon the guards. Each shot bounced off of the buildings surrounding them to strike the guards, hitting each one through the head. As the cadillac got closer, the remaining guards ran into the bar, locking themselves within to hide from the attacker)
Guard: (In a panic, he made his way to the desk, and picked up the phone) C-Chavo, sir!
Chavo: (Through the phone) What do you want
Guard: I-It’s the Skyline Samurai. He’s here
Chavo: What?! Do something, goddamn it!
Guard: B-But sir. He took out the guards outside
Chavo: I said do something! Now! You’re the best of the best, aren’t you? I paid for the best security possible. Are you gonna do your job or will I have to-
(Before he could finish his sentence, the cadillac smashed through the front door, flying through the air. As the guard turned around, the front bumper of the cadillac had smashed the guard right in the face, knocking out three teeth and twisting his nose to the left, before the car crushed him, coming to a screeching stop as it hit the floor)
(Once the car was stopped, a group of guards came from the elevator, armed with guns, as they rushed to the red cadillac. As they surrounded it, the door slowly opened, and out stepped a tall and thin man with short rugged black hair, wearing a suit, and had an eye patch on his left eye. His most notable trait, however, was the seven foot katana he had, carrying it in his left hand)
Guard: (As they stared at the man in silence, they began to open fire on him)
Skyline Samurai: (As soon as they began to fire at him, he swung his sword around furiously, sending the bullets back, striking the guards in their chests and heads, as they fell to the ground, some dead, others wounded. As soon as they were taken care of, the Skyline Samurai made his way to the elevator and up to the top floor)
Skyline Samurai: (Once the elevator reached the top floor, he stepped out of the elevator to find a room, bathed in a purple light and with smoke covering the floor. In the center of the room was a hispanic man in a white suit and hat as he was dancing with one of his many strippers)
Chavo: Ah, you must be that Skyline Samurai that my men have been talking about
Skyline Samurai: And you must be Chavo Dorado, one of the Five Kings
Chavo: You guessed it, pal.
Skyline Samurai: You should have hired better guards. Those guys were pretty damn weak. All they did was piss me off more, and I have a lot of anger I’m gonna let out on you
Chavo: Man, so hostile. Come on, baby, why not live a little? Life is too short to be killing each other, don’t you think? Best to have a lot of fun while you’re living.
Skyline Samurai: That’s rich, coming from a gangster like you. A man who kills others who you see as competition. If your idea of living life to the fullest is to take the lives of others, than I think it’s time someone put an end to your little game
Chavo: (Finally stops dancing, as the music shuts off. He turns to the stripper and speaks softly) Honey, why don’t you head in the back for a bit?
(As the stripper runs to the back, Chavo lights a cigar)
Chavo: What’s this all of a sudden? I don’t remember coming after you. I’m innocent in this whole situation. Your beef is with the boss, kid
Skyline Samurai: Wrong. You are the one who helped him get into power with your thugs. And I don’t just want to kill your boss
Chavo: Really? Than what do you want to do
Skyline Samurai: (He stares at Chavo, his eyes filled with hate and anger) I wanna fucking destroy him. I want there to be nothing left of him. I want his empire that he created to be burnt to ashes, I want him to be in complete sorrow. Once that’s done, I’ll take his life, the same way he took mine
Chavo: (Sighs as he throws his cigar to the side) So damn dramatic, aren’t you? Alright then, if you really wanna take down the Five Kings and our boss, I’m game. But don’t think you can just take us that easily, boy (As Chavo stood there, with both hands, he grabbed hold of his suit and tore it off, revealing his body to be covered in robotic pieces, his heart glowing blue with energy, his veins a mess of metal wires, and his spine made of metal)
Skyline Samurai: So you’re just another freak created with Banks Corporation’s little materials
Chavo: Amazing things you can do with money, don’t you think? Alright, kid. Show me what you’ve got. Show me what the Skyline Samurai can really do?
Samurai Skyline: (He jumped onto the stage, rushing towards Chavo, before swinging his sword at him)
Chavo: (He swung his arms down, the metal making it strong enough for him to block the blade) Come on now, baby. You’re gonna have to do more than that if you wanna get through this armor.
Skyline Samurai: (He rushed forward again, swinging the sword at him a second time)
Chavo: (With his right hand, he grabbed hold of the sword, holding it in an attempt to snap it in half) Pretty cool weapon you got. For a pocketknife, that is.
Skyline Samurai: (As soon as Chavo had his hands on the blade, the Skyline Samurai pulled out his magnum and fired into Chavo’s face)
Chavo: (Fell back from the force of the shot, and onto his back. After a brief moment, Chavo got back up, the skin on his face torn, revealing more robotic material underneath) Oh yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Now we’re getting somewhere! (He rushed towards the Skyline Samurai, swinging his arms at him)
Skyline Samurai: (Used his sword to block the attack, trying his hardest to push him back)
Chavo: (In a split second, he swung his arms up, causing the Skyline Samurai to become open as his sword flew out of his hands and into the air. In that moment, Chavo grabbed hold of his neck, and with all the force he could put into his legs, jumped into the air, ready to send him crashing to the ground)
Skyline Samurai: (The moment he was grabbed, he knew he had him. As soon as he was in the air, with his last bullet, he fired it at Chavo)
Chavo: (Moved his head slightly to the side, barely dodging the bullet) That all you got, kid? (As soon as he finished, the bullet came back around, striking him through the left eye, the bullet barely grazing the Skyline Samurai’s hair)
Skyline Samurai: Yes, that is all I’ve got. And it seems that it was enough (Taking advantage of Chavo’s shock, he threw him to the ground, and grabbed his sword. As he fell back to the ground, he stabbed Chavo through his blue heart and smashed him into the stage, his weight breaking through the floor, as he lied there. As Chavo lied there, the Skyline Samurai took his sword and put it away. He turned and began to walk out of the room)
Chavo: (Slowly raising his hand up) W-Wait, kid. So maybe you do have the strength to take on our boss. He must’ve done something real awful to make you wanna do this to him
Skyline Samurai: (Not turning around) … He did
Chavo: Just tell me. What is your name. Your real name. At least tell me that before I die
Skyline Samurai: Names Apollo. Apollo Juichi. The man who’s gonna kill the Five Kings, and the boss
Chavo: (Gives a weak chuckle) Well….. Good luck, kid (He takes out a cigar and lights it. As he does, the blue light from his heart gives out as he lies on the ground, limp)
Skyline Samurai: (He makes his way back to the elevator, on his way out of the building. As he does, he crosses Chavo Derado’s name off the list, and see’s that a man named Eddie Banks is next on the list).
~9:55 AM
September 14th 2078
Sangria City Police Department~
Officer Chase: Great. Just what I needed. Another little shit like you keeping me from getting any work done. Stand the fuck up kid
(As the prisoner stands up, he gets grabbed by Officer Chase and thrown out of the cell)
Office Chase: Listen you little fucker. You’re a grown man now. As you’ve found, your family didn’t fucking want you, and people continued never to fucking want you. You’re a waste of sperm and a waste of life, do you understand?! You’re only good for one thing: Being the bitch to those in power. You should be lucky you’ll get to be a part of something big as Takedown TV, even if it is just the janitor. Now get your ass moving!
(As the boy stood in line to get onto the bus, he was called next)
Officer: Alright, kid, what’s your name?
Boy: Apollo Juichi.
May 20th 2095
Moonlight Strip Bar~
(The moon hung over the city, a massive hole through it, showing the stars behind it. Underneath it, the Moonlight Strip Bar hung underneath it. A high class ten story strip club that served the most famous and rich members of Sangria City. As security patrolled the area, the noise of what sounded like a dragon’s roar could be heard coming down the street. As the guards stepped closer to the entrance, a blinding light emerged from the opposite end of the road. To them, they couldn’t make out what it was. It looked and sounded like something of purity. And vengeance. As it made it’s way closer, they could make out what it was. A red cadillac with a Chinese dragon on the hood, the engine getting louder as it got closer. The guards pulled out their guns and fired upon the car, but as they did, they witnessed the bullets simply bouncing off the car, not even scratching it. After their bullets slid of the car, it continued to drive forward, as the car window rolled down. An arm extended out from it, with a silver magnum, and in a matter of second, began to fire upon the guards. Each shot bounced off of the buildings surrounding them to strike the guards, hitting each one through the head. As the cadillac got closer, the remaining guards ran into the bar, locking themselves within to hide from the attacker)
Guard: (In a panic, he made his way to the desk, and picked up the phone) C-Chavo, sir!
Chavo: (Through the phone) What do you want
Guard: I-It’s the Skyline Samurai. He’s here
Chavo: What?! Do something, goddamn it!
Guard: B-But sir. He took out the guards outside
Chavo: I said do something! Now! You’re the best of the best, aren’t you? I paid for the best security possible. Are you gonna do your job or will I have to-
(Before he could finish his sentence, the cadillac smashed through the front door, flying through the air. As the guard turned around, the front bumper of the cadillac had smashed the guard right in the face, knocking out three teeth and twisting his nose to the left, before the car crushed him, coming to a screeching stop as it hit the floor)
(Once the car was stopped, a group of guards came from the elevator, armed with guns, as they rushed to the red cadillac. As they surrounded it, the door slowly opened, and out stepped a tall and thin man with short rugged black hair, wearing a suit, and had an eye patch on his left eye. His most notable trait, however, was the seven foot katana he had, carrying it in his left hand)
Guard: (As they stared at the man in silence, they began to open fire on him)
Skyline Samurai: (As soon as they began to fire at him, he swung his sword around furiously, sending the bullets back, striking the guards in their chests and heads, as they fell to the ground, some dead, others wounded. As soon as they were taken care of, the Skyline Samurai made his way to the elevator and up to the top floor)
Skyline Samurai: (Once the elevator reached the top floor, he stepped out of the elevator to find a room, bathed in a purple light and with smoke covering the floor. In the center of the room was a hispanic man in a white suit and hat as he was dancing with one of his many strippers)
Chavo: Ah, you must be that Skyline Samurai that my men have been talking about
Skyline Samurai: And you must be Chavo Dorado, one of the Five Kings
Chavo: You guessed it, pal.
Skyline Samurai: You should have hired better guards. Those guys were pretty damn weak. All they did was piss me off more, and I have a lot of anger I’m gonna let out on you
Chavo: Man, so hostile. Come on, baby, why not live a little? Life is too short to be killing each other, don’t you think? Best to have a lot of fun while you’re living.
Skyline Samurai: That’s rich, coming from a gangster like you. A man who kills others who you see as competition. If your idea of living life to the fullest is to take the lives of others, than I think it’s time someone put an end to your little game
Chavo: (Finally stops dancing, as the music shuts off. He turns to the stripper and speaks softly) Honey, why don’t you head in the back for a bit?
(As the stripper runs to the back, Chavo lights a cigar)
Chavo: What’s this all of a sudden? I don’t remember coming after you. I’m innocent in this whole situation. Your beef is with the boss, kid
Skyline Samurai: Wrong. You are the one who helped him get into power with your thugs. And I don’t just want to kill your boss
Chavo: Really? Than what do you want to do
Skyline Samurai: (He stares at Chavo, his eyes filled with hate and anger) I wanna fucking destroy him. I want there to be nothing left of him. I want his empire that he created to be burnt to ashes, I want him to be in complete sorrow. Once that’s done, I’ll take his life, the same way he took mine
Chavo: (Sighs as he throws his cigar to the side) So damn dramatic, aren’t you? Alright then, if you really wanna take down the Five Kings and our boss, I’m game. But don’t think you can just take us that easily, boy (As Chavo stood there, with both hands, he grabbed hold of his suit and tore it off, revealing his body to be covered in robotic pieces, his heart glowing blue with energy, his veins a mess of metal wires, and his spine made of metal)
Skyline Samurai: So you’re just another freak created with Banks Corporation’s little materials
Chavo: Amazing things you can do with money, don’t you think? Alright, kid. Show me what you’ve got. Show me what the Skyline Samurai can really do?
Samurai Skyline: (He jumped onto the stage, rushing towards Chavo, before swinging his sword at him)
Chavo: (He swung his arms down, the metal making it strong enough for him to block the blade) Come on now, baby. You’re gonna have to do more than that if you wanna get through this armor.
Skyline Samurai: (He rushed forward again, swinging the sword at him a second time)
Chavo: (With his right hand, he grabbed hold of the sword, holding it in an attempt to snap it in half) Pretty cool weapon you got. For a pocketknife, that is.
Skyline Samurai: (As soon as Chavo had his hands on the blade, the Skyline Samurai pulled out his magnum and fired into Chavo’s face)
Chavo: (Fell back from the force of the shot, and onto his back. After a brief moment, Chavo got back up, the skin on his face torn, revealing more robotic material underneath) Oh yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Now we’re getting somewhere! (He rushed towards the Skyline Samurai, swinging his arms at him)
Skyline Samurai: (Used his sword to block the attack, trying his hardest to push him back)
Chavo: (In a split second, he swung his arms up, causing the Skyline Samurai to become open as his sword flew out of his hands and into the air. In that moment, Chavo grabbed hold of his neck, and with all the force he could put into his legs, jumped into the air, ready to send him crashing to the ground)
Skyline Samurai: (The moment he was grabbed, he knew he had him. As soon as he was in the air, with his last bullet, he fired it at Chavo)
Chavo: (Moved his head slightly to the side, barely dodging the bullet) That all you got, kid? (As soon as he finished, the bullet came back around, striking him through the left eye, the bullet barely grazing the Skyline Samurai’s hair)
Skyline Samurai: Yes, that is all I’ve got. And it seems that it was enough (Taking advantage of Chavo’s shock, he threw him to the ground, and grabbed his sword. As he fell back to the ground, he stabbed Chavo through his blue heart and smashed him into the stage, his weight breaking through the floor, as he lied there. As Chavo lied there, the Skyline Samurai took his sword and put it away. He turned and began to walk out of the room)
Chavo: (Slowly raising his hand up) W-Wait, kid. So maybe you do have the strength to take on our boss. He must’ve done something real awful to make you wanna do this to him
Skyline Samurai: (Not turning around) … He did
Chavo: Just tell me. What is your name. Your real name. At least tell me that before I die
Skyline Samurai: Names Apollo. Apollo Juichi. The man who’s gonna kill the Five Kings, and the boss
Chavo: (Gives a weak chuckle) Well….. Good luck, kid (He takes out a cigar and lights it. As he does, the blue light from his heart gives out as he lies on the ground, limp)
Skyline Samurai: (He makes his way back to the elevator, on his way out of the building. As he does, he crosses Chavo Derado’s name off the list, and see’s that a man named Eddie Banks is next on the list).
~9:55 AM
September 14th 2078
Sangria City Police Department~
Officer Chase: Great. Just what I needed. Another little shit like you keeping me from getting any work done. Stand the fuck up kid
(As the prisoner stands up, he gets grabbed by Officer Chase and thrown out of the cell)
Office Chase: Listen you little fucker. You’re a grown man now. As you’ve found, your family didn’t fucking want you, and people continued never to fucking want you. You’re a waste of sperm and a waste of life, do you understand?! You’re only good for one thing: Being the bitch to those in power. You should be lucky you’ll get to be a part of something big as Takedown TV, even if it is just the janitor. Now get your ass moving!
(As the boy stood in line to get onto the bus, he was called next)
Officer: Alright, kid, what’s your name?
Boy: Apollo Juichi.