Just a warning, there's a scene from the actual manga in here, since I'm not the best at explaining things. And yes it's a disturbing scene.
The Capital, Restaurant Noir.
A man slammed his mug of beer down hard on a table as Pais and Litone, two members of the Revolution's Spy team, sat opposite of him.
"The Capital is in the pits thanks to those ruffians, not to mention all the uprisings happening all over." The man lead off, bringing a hand up to his head, a feeling of dread washing over him as he remembered Wild Hunt.
"By the ruffians." Pais started, jotting down the information on a notebook. "Are you referring to the newly formed Peace and Order unit?"
The man had no chance to respond, as somebody suddenly shouted out something in distress. "They're here!"
"Hurry up and close the shop! Hide all the young men and women!" Someone shouted, taking charge.
Just that is what happened, windows closed and locked while every entrance was closed off everywhere along the street.
"Guys, no matter what, don't set foot outside. They're the secret police, Wild Hunt! They're a ruthless gang led by the Minister's son, who's using his position to do whatever he wants." The man explained.
Out on the street, Syura frowned at the quietness of the area as he walked, the rest of Wild Hunt on his heels.
"All the shops are closed? That's a disappointment." He commented, before glancing over at Dorthea. "It's because every time you guys come out to inspect you go overboard. Everyone's scared of us now." He said to her.
"I don't have anything else to do, what can you expect?" Dorthea asked back, sighing. "Anyways, I came to the Capital to meet the scientist Stylish!"
"Sorry. But I didn't know he'd be out of the picture already." Syura apologized, bringing a hand to his face. "Damn, it would've been something to see his science and your alchemy come together."
A sudden group of people appeared on the street ahead of them, taking all forms of stances.
"Wild Hunt! For daring to do that to the Master and his family..." One man started.
"We students of the Imperial Fist will defeat you! Even if we must face the law!" Another man finished.
"Kousetsu, looks like it's meal time." Izou commented.
"Must be friends of the toys we broke the other day." Enshin said, a smirk on his face.
"I like seeing such loyal soldiers." Syura stated. "Guys, leave them to me."
He walked towards the group, arms out and wide as he did, an evil presence about him as he smiled. "Come at me, I'll take you all on by myself."
Three men suddenly jumped at him, but Syura swung his leg up faster, slamming it into the side of the first man's head, knocking him away, before slamming a heavy kick into the second's stomach.
He effortlessly dodged around a punch, his fist rocketing into the third's stomach, before he jumped forward, easily destroying the rest of the group.
"HAHA! So weak! I'm not even using a Teigu! Come on now!" He shouted derogatorily.
The last person still conscious, a woman who was down on her knees, shaking from fear, quickly unsheathed a knife, stabbing it up towards her throat.
Enshin appeared by her side, grabbing the blade before she could kill herself with it. "Woah there."
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Don't Die, Revolution!
Aksi"You sure this'll work?" Shobu asked, holding the rare ore in his hand, glancing at Okami, before hesitantly looking over at Esdeath, who was waiting patiently for them. "Yes." Okami responded, taking a heavy breath as he held up his own ore. "Alrig...
