The Hero's mentors (A twisted wonderland fanfiction)

Chapter 1: Into the Villian's World

Yutou
Tokyo's streets in the evening are a dynamic tapestry of energy, culture, and urban life, showcasing the city's unique blend of tradition and modernity.
As night falls, the cityscape is illuminated by countless signs, billboards, and screens, creating a vibrant and colorful atmosphere that is distinctly Tokyo.

In busy dis like Shibuya, Shinjuku, and Ginza, the streets are packed with people-commuters heading home, shoppers exploring high-end stores and boutiques, and tourists soaking in the sights and sounds. The famous Shibuya Crossing becomes a sea of movement as waves of pedestrians cross the intersection, framed by the glowing advertisements and towering buildings.

Street vendors and small eateries line the roads, offering a variety of delicious street food and snacks, from takoyaki and yakitori to crepes and taiyaki. The air is filled with the enticing aromas of grilled food and the hum of conversations. In contrast, upscale restaurants and chic bars attract professionals and socialites, adding an air of sophistication to the bustling streets.

Public transportation hubs are lively with activity, as trains and subways continue to shuttle passengers throughout the city. The efficiency of Tokyo's transit system is on full display, with orderly queues and punctual departures.

In quieter residential neighborhoods, the streets are more subdued but still warmly lit by lanterns and streetlights. Convenience stores and local eateries remain open, providing a cozy, community-focused contrast to the bustling city center.

However today was a bit different and the main reason for that was the impending typhoon Kusanagi. Tho it was still scheduled to make landfall about 1 day later, it's intensity was so powerful that a downpour had already begun. As a result a palpable sense of fear and urgency filled the air.

Public services and emergency response teams are on high alert with workers and volunteers securing public spaces and reinforcing structures.. Supermarkets thronged with people buying basic necessities like food and water.

Amid all this, a boy, no older than 16, rushed through the back alleyways past eateries and shops with glowing signboards and lanterns. He was decked in a black raincoat that covered most of his torso and lower half. He displayed messy chestnut brown hair on his partially covered head. His tanned complexion and lime green eyes ,peeking from his shades, contrasted well with each other in the darkness. Despite his wet features one could easily say he was model level or someone from the upper class. The only blemish that marred them were the wounds under his right eye and on his forehead. Blood mixed with water trickled down his chin.

Behind him there were sounds of footsteps and angry voices in Japanese and English.
" No," he muttered to himself as he dashed " You cannot allow yourself to fall into their clutches so easily ,Yutou. You will not go back to that household and that yamanaba who doesn't care more about her pride rather than your osoroshī talent."

He noticed a deserted building at a side alley and rushed into it. The men stopped and looked around shocked at the sudden disappearance.

" Where did he go? He was right before us."

The disgusting stench inside almost made Yutou puke but he held his breath promptly.

One of the men looked at the building.
" Two of you check inside. The rest come with me."

The two nodded and stepped inside. Yutou sneakily moved into a dark corner and lay in wait. The two talked in japanese and finally both switched on their phone torches. One went for the stairs and the other began to head for the corner Yutou lay in wait. He was anticipating just that. Before the man could realize, Yutou landed a spin kick on the man's jaw causing him pass out.