It's over, I didn't want to see it come to this
I wonder if I will ever see your face again
And I know that I will find a way to she'd the skin
It's simple, I know that I will suffer in the end
K e n j i X G o n z o
Byakko Boss
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A man was tied to a chair in the basemen of a old abandoned building on the west side of Tokyo, his face covered in his own blood, his eyes were a deep purple hue and were swollen shut. Panting and breathing shallowly, he repeated the same thing over and over again. "I can pay, I can pay, I can pay," but his words fell on deaf ears. For the only other person in the basemen was one of the city's ruthless gang leaders, Kenji Ganzo. Normally, Kenji had an underling do this type of work, but the man tied to the chair had greatly offended Kenji. With a quick jab to the side of the jaw with brass knuckled, the man's jaw broke and he yelled as much as he could, but no one would be able to hear him.
"Shut your ******** mouth," Kenji said as he slugged the man one more time in the face. "If I wanted your ******** yen I would have took it." The man tied down was one of Kenji's informants that worked for the gang that controlled the North of the city, the man had given him wrong information that had ended with Kenji's favorite suit whittled with holes. And if there was one thing Kenji liked more than women, it was his suits. "You are going to be a message for me. You are going to show those ******** Kappas that I am not some ******** push over," he said as he pulled a pistol out from his holster the hung on his side.
Placing the barrel in the mouth of the man, he began to cry in terror as he felt the cold of the steel just before Kenji pulled the trigger. Holstering his gun again, he picked up a small towel and wiped his face of sweat, he had been beating the man for the better part of three hours. Cleaning his hands, he opened the door to the basement and walked out. Another man with sunglasses on was standing in front of the door. "Bring our friend to Genbu territory and leave our mark after you nail him to a sign," he said as he walked away from the building. Getting into the back of a black car with tinted windows, Kenji snapped his fingers and the driver took off.
Byakko Headquarters was the Kuronama Tower, once belonging to Old Man Kuronama himself, the last leader of Byakko. Kenji had taken over only three years ago, walking into the building he was greeted and called Master-sama. Walking to the elevator, he pressed the penthouse button and rode the elevator to the top. The penthouse was the entire top floor that was made into a rather large apartment, complete with anything a rich bachelor would ask for. All the walls were actually windows that game him a three hundred and sixty degree view of Tokyo. There wasn't enough money in the world that could buy a view like that, only power could. And even though he held a lot of power, Kenji wanted more. Which meant that he would have to over take the other three gangs in Tokyo, starting with those filthily Kappas.
Meanwhile
On the north side of the town, two men in suits and sunglasses carried a beaten lifeless body in the trunk of a black car. Finding a good spot, they took the body out and then proceeded to nail the body to a wooden sign. On the sign next to the body, one of them slapped a sticker with a white tiger roaring with bloody teeth, the Byakko's logo. Once done, the got into the car and drove off, leaving the body to be found by whoever.
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It's hopeless, the end will come and wash it all away
Forsaken, I live for those I lost along the way
And I can't remember how it all began to break
We suffer, I live to fight and die another day