10:54 P.M. 3rd ward Tokyo.
Under the half moon night, the road that lead to the children park was dimly illuminated by street lights. The light rays flickered at the beating of moths that hovered all around it.
Two man walked languidly, immersed in chatter. The moths stopped their dancing and skittered away. A quick breeze ran down the spine of the man. One of them leaped to the right.
He had just dodged death. With the ambush fail, the ghoul rose and faced his prey. The ghoul face was covered by a white fox mask. His back was equipped with two spider leg like kagune.
The ghoul too was surprised. He had anticipated that the men would run away at once, yet they stare. The one that felt to the ground stood up and picked up his suitcase.
"Boro kun, it seems that our job doesn't end even after the office hours are over" the younger one said.
"Well that's the downside of being an investigator. I hope with this they will give me a raise" the older and frail looking one replied.
Both of them opened the suitcase. Infront of Shinji's eyes, weapons materialized out of that case. The younger one held an enormous hammer, twice his own size. The older one held a katana which was a bit more longer.
Those were not normal hammer and sword. Shinji's instinct told him it was not safe. A single grace from one of them would be enough to injure him.
He drew his steps back. Noticing that he was trying to escape, the hammer one leap into action. A tremendous blow fell infront of Shinji, that he barely dodge back. When the hammer was raised, a crater had form at the site of impact.
As the hammer was slowly being lifted, the older man sneak pass the man. He was faster and more agile. He skillfully maneuvered the katana aiming for Shinji skull. With his right spider leg, he deflected the attack. If that katana were to hit the mark, his mask would had broke at once. A fight ensued between the two. The katana guy taking the offensive and Shinji barely able to defend.
By now, both of them had got the idea that this ghoul surprisingly though couldn't control his kagune efficiency. His two kagune legs rather than giving him a greater range, just made it harder for him to operate them. Shinji left blow didn't fell at the left, neither did his right. It was only when he used both of them to defend, that it was of some help.
The katana stop, and the holder disappear to the right. Shinji couldn't understand that sudden movement. Before he could act, the hammer came flying. This time it his the tip of his left kagune. He flinched back. It was a minor injury, but his body was struggling to regenerate it.
While ke kept his eyes at the hammer, the katana came right from his back. This time it aimed at his neck. Only by redirecting his legs backward, could be block the incoming attack from hitting it's mark.
Both the investigator were fighting as a team. The hammer hold immense destructive power. But the bearer could easily tire up from a single attack. So when the one is regaining his energy, the katana one drains the opponent. Shinji now understood the scheme. At that moment he was dueling with the katana. This time the moves were more predictable.
Suddenly the katana stopped and he darted backward several feet. In just a blink of an eye, the hammer came from sideways. It directly hit Shinji and threw him several metres away with such tremendous force that he stuck to the concrete wall of a building. His mask was damage and so was his body and spirit. He sat there motionlessly. For a moment they presume he was dead, but we was just senseless.
"Should we call the headquarters" the younger one ask setting the hammer aside. The old man nodded.
The phone rang but no one was picking it up. The old man phone rang for a second. When he pulled it out and read the message, his face tensed and turn into a sight of dismay.
"Oh no oh no, I forgot, how can I forgot. Today was the due day. How can I get someone from Cochlea at such a short notice. I'm dead" he panicked.
"Wait don't panic, you just need someone to join don't you. It doesn't matter if he win or not, does it?"
"No just anyone would do" he told. His brow covered with sweat.
"Well we can use him. His death had already been written when he met us. Well the place will be different from the usual spot for this guy. What do you say, let's drop him there" he asked him advising that it was the only solution at hand.
The man pondered over the suggestion and after a minute he agreed.
"I have a friend just nearby. Wait here, I will go and borrow his car for the night" he told and ran towards the illuminating houses at the distance. In the mid of the night, the sky and city seem to become one. The horizons blur under the shine of artificial light and starlight.
A car dashed at full speed and stopped infront of him. The glass slid down.
"Put him in the backside; wait I will give you a hand" he came out and hold his hands, while the other held his legs. And just like a bag of potatoes, he was thrown inside the car. All this time the mask still stick to his face. The younger one held his mask and pulled it out. With a face of disgust, he threw it at the roadside.
The car engine roared and they were on their way.