Chapter 1 - The Beginning (1/2)

It was like any other unusual day as a Yakuza member for Riku, whose name used to be Alexander when he was enlisted in the U.S military. He was going to interrogate someone the Yakuza Boss had captured and get as much information and money from them as possible.

Riku was sitting down with a businessman who was tied up and had a wet towel tied around his mouth and face. Only a small portion of the towel was lifted up. It was a sort of water-boarding method that Riku had developed in the Army during his interrogation missions.

”Mmmmmmppph! You will never get away with this!” Loudly mumbles out the tied up businessman who was about 30 years old. His breath smelt of booze and corruption, his fancy suit, shoes, and Rolex watch that he was wearing was most likely bought with the money he stole from so many innocent people he tricked and swindled. This world was always a corrupt place, Riku knew this. It was a world in which you have to stand up and fight for yourself to survive.

”Nothing personal,” Riku coldly said with a serious face as takes out a combat knife from his belt buckle. The steel blade glimmered in with the moonlight illuminating through the window of an abandoned office building.

*SLASH!*

”AHHHHH!” Screams out the businessman as one of his finger is sliced off. Riku performed a Yubitsume which was a custom Yakuza ritual.

”I am just getting started,” Riku cracked his knuckles and pours a gallon of water on to the businessman's face and the towel wrapped around his mouth and face. He screamed louder but his cries for help could not be heard.

5 mins passed...

'Is this my really destiny?' He thought to himself as he walks outside the broken down cement building and takes out a cigarette and smokes, he gazed up the full moon above the bustling and hustling Tokyo which was miles away from the abandoned building that kept the businessman as a hostage. He always smoked after a victory or accomplishing a mission. He lays back against the building and continues smoking, he closes his eyes and remembers his dark past. His parents kicked him out of the house at a young age, so he had to always fend for himself and survive in every way possible. He only rarely keeps in contact with his sister by texting her. So had no one but himself.

He made a motto for himself 'Keep on fighting,' also the motto 'Whatever it takes'. Riku was the type of person who kept on fighting no matter the odds, he would always rise up to the challenge.

Riku gets on his Kawasaki Ninja ZX 10 RR and heads back to the Yakuza main base/hideout. His motorcycle zooms past hundreds of cars. He arrived rather quickly back to the base to report his mission to the Head Yakuza Boss.

Riku enters a well-hidden bar near a dark alleyway. This was the Yakuza base.

Riku goes into a secret bas.e.m.e.nt area, this place is where he does his second job. In a cage was fearsome massive White Tiger(Bengarutora). Riku was actually an animal trainer, he would train all of the Yakuza's exotic animals so do could cage matches and battle each other for gambling money. It was a bloody sight and Riku did not like any part of it, but his expertise was needed as he was one of the most skilled animal trainer even almost a Master Animal Trainer. He always played Pokemon when he had time for himself and rathered enjoy the challenge of training pokemon to their highest peak and becoming a pokemon master. He played all the GENS and was waiting for the newest one. Sometimes he wished he was in the pokemon world with the White Tiger he had been training so it can roam freely and kick some a.s.s and be the most powerful Pokemon Trainer ever! A Legend.

Riku looks at the White Tiger which was covered in blood and scars after so many brutal battles. He touches the cage and reaches his hands for the White Tiger he roars out to him and slowly walks over to his hands. The tiger starts sniffing his hands until it became accustomed to Riku's scent and starts l.i.c.k.i.n.g his hand.

'Don't worry I am going to get you out of here.' Riku hands over the white tiger some cow meat chunks. The white tiger quickly chomps the bloody meat chunk without biting off Riku's hands.

Rikua had trained the white tiger for many years and it had won every bloody battle against other exotic animals that some other Yakuzas and rich men gambled on. Riku had made some damn good money on every battle. But he wishes there was another way to make money and survive after the war he had nothing, so out of odd circ.u.mstances he joined the Yakuza that is another story for another time.Riku actually cared about the White Tiger he had trained and he wanted to set it free. Most of the time Riku was a merciless and cruel person to humans, but he did feel a connection with the White Tiger, in fact, he got more along with the White Tiger than with any other human.

”Riku what the hell are you doing! Get that damn tiger ready for the next battle!” Thunders out the Yakuza Boss as he enters the room. He had grey and black hair with a line- scar on his right eye. He was about 40 years old.

”Alright,” Riku cracked his neck and knuckles.

”By the way did you finish the mission I gave you?” said the Yazkua Boss as he drinks some Sake