Hay guys! it's Awesome Dude 94, comin at ya! I hope you're all enjoying this story so far. I just wanna give you guys a heads up here's three things you guys will want to know in order to avoid confusion

First off: I'm changing the name of the city from the real life New York to a fictional city by the name of Pinnacle Bay (made it up myself) . I feel like having a fictional city will give me more creative freedom. So please bear with me because there might be some spells where i explain the city's background a little or a character's past regarding the city.

secondly: if you submit a character i will give it the time of day but don't expect an immediate response okay? I will usually i talk you about the character you submitted after i've gotten at least half way through the next chapter. Please note i may not always accept an OC but I am flattered either way by your support.

And thirdly: this chapter was originally going one long one but i wanted to post faster and i felt all this information would be a lot to take so instead i decided to cut it in half and turn it into a two part chapter.

Last chapter we saw Ares could stand his own against some bullies and now it's time for his and Miharu's misadventures to continue. And remember PLEASE REVIEW guys. Let me know I'm loved XD. anyways please enjoy.

Miharu walked along the sidewalk, carrying her bags from the market as she went over her shopping list in her head.

"...Milk, Check. Bread, Check. Oh! Tea!" she remembered that Ares needed Tea again (my, he goes through that stuff rather rapidly does he not?) and she didn't know what tea he liked. she usually just grabbed the first box she saw given she wasn't very picky or even one to drink i very often, only on occasion. But now with Ares around she had a reason to be more considerate when buying the beverage since it wasn't just her drinking it anymore.

"Hey Ares!" she called turning in the direction of said demonoid who was currently staring at one of those 'Newton's Cradle' things she's seen in Professor Tanner's room before.

"Hey Ares! Over here!" she called making him break his attention from the Newton's cradle.

"Yes?" came the Demonoid's even reply.

"What tea brand do you like? Crescent Moon Delight? You know the tea i usually get or do you have a preference toward another brand of tea?" asked Miharu looking at the redhead, who was now silent at he stared straight her. Miharu quickly got uncomfortable again with Ares's eyes piercing into her soul.

"There are other kinds of tea?" he asked making Miharu fall down anime style.

"Seriously? You don't even know kind of tea you're drinking?" asked Miharu looking at him incredulously.

"Is there smoothie flavored tea?" asked Ares.

"No there isn't 'smoothie flavored tea', those are two completely different drink, polar opposites even!" said Miharu before Ares replied.

"then what kinds are there?" asked Ares raising a an eyebrow.

Miharu had to stop and think for that one. What kinds of teas were there anyway? Again she was no tea connoisseur so she had no idea. So she just went and named the one she heard before.

"Well there are uh, oolong Tea and Earl Grey, and uh- um" she paused, 'what am i doing? I look like a total baka right now.' Suddenly a man tapped her shoulder making her and Ares look behind her.

"Uh, Miss you drop your bags." said the stranger pointing down to Miharu's shopping bags laying forgotten on the floor from when Miharu had fallen out of surprise.

"Eh!? How could i have noticed! Thank you so much." she said with a bow before bending down to pick up the stuff that had spilled out from one of the bags.

"Don't just stand there Ares, help me pick this stuff up!" called Miharu as she worked to pick up and inspect the fallen produce before wiping the off on her shirt and putting them back as she didn't have enough money buy replacement food and they had only been on the ground for a few seconds.

A question mark appeared over Ares' head as he stared at Miharu picking up the fruits. Why did he have to help? Did he look like an angeloid or something? Hell no, he wasn't someone else' servant. in fact in this case it was the other way around. Given he wasn't a fan of the idea either way but he needed to her to stay on the down low.

Ares was about to give his reply when Miharu accidentally hit a stray apple and sent rolling down a small flight of side stairs.

"Hay! Get back here!" she called to the fruit as if it could actually talk back. Ares nearly sweat dropped when he saw miharu chase after the stray apple down the stair. She had the rest of the produce put away so why bother going after one little apple? Humans made so little sense to him.

All the while Miharu was chasing after the runaway fruit still (while miraculous didn't go 'splat' yet) as it continued to somehow evade he as it rolled down the stone steps.

"What is wrong with this thing?" she growled as she followed the apple. To many this would look quite comical and to others it would just look down right pathetic, but say what you will, Miharu needed that apple for something important. When Miharu finally caught up to the apple she quickly bent down and picked it up.

"Finally! you caused me a lot of trouble for such a little apple." she smiled cheerfully as she inspected the apple and wiped it on her shirt before she noticed someone talking not far from her.

"Is someone there? Ares?" called Miharu in the direction of a back alley. Miharu listened but could get what they were saying exactly, yet she could make out several voices. miharu tried to listen closer and moved to get a little closer in order to do so. She knew she shouldn't because it wasn't polite but her blasted curiosity got the best her and she just couldn't resist. Miharu moved toward the end of the alley and saw a dead end little space populated with several men, twelve men to be exact. eight of which were italian men in expensive suit with and four of which had out…micro uzi sub-machine guns and sawed off shotguns… Miharu paled before hiding behind a few trash cans while the other four men were in street wear. A man in a brown vest, white t-shirt and tan cargos walked up to a man out of her sight, apparently standing next to a pile of boxes of some sort.

"Please, take a look at what you came here for. Feel it, see how you like." said a deep sounding voice. The man in the vest opened up the lid of the top box and reached in. Miharu paled even more when the man pulled out an M-16 with a grenade launcher attachment and hand guard.

"This is standard issue for foot soldier of the Clemente family." said the deep voiced man making Miharu's voice run dry. The Clemente family? The biggest, most powerful, and most influential crime empire in the city? The gun running, racketeering and murdering group of mobsters? That Clemente family?

'Not good, not good, not good, SO not good.' Miharu repeated these words over and over in her head as she became rooted to the spot as the arms deal continued.

"very nice. Clemente knows how to arm his boys." said the vest man as he aimed down the sights.

"and don't forget it. or Mr. Clemente's kindness." said the deep voice.

"Don't worry we know to stay on Clemente's good side. How much?" asked vest man.

"Azzurro here will talk price with you 'fine' gentlemen." said deep voice as it… got closer? Miharu had no time to react as the largest man she had ever seen stepped around the corner. He stood seven and a half feet easily and was a muscular look man. He had a black beard and mustache with short shaved hair under a black a black bowler hat. He had on a red vest over a white shirt and with a black bow tie around his neck. He has black slacks and black dress shoes and a gray over coat.

"It seems we have a spy." noted the large man, his brown eye locked on the terrified Miharu.

"M-me? spying? Don't be ridiculous, i totally didn't see you give guns to those mean looking guys." said Miharu before slapping a hand over her mouth as her eyes shrank. The man's face was shadowed over and silenced enveloped the two as another man came up next to the big man.

"Want me to 'take care' of her sir?" he asked making Miharu nearly jump out her skin and before she knew what her body was doing she was bolting down the alley. The mobster went to pursue her but the big man stopped him. He took off his coat and hat, handing them off to the shorter man next to him.

"Watch these." he said gruffly before calming going after Miharu at a stroll like pace.

Miharu ran through the back alleys' of New York trying to avoid running into any more gangsters as the adrenaline made it difficult for her to remember which way she came. She just wanted to go home. she wanted to be safe. she wanted to lay down and fall asleep and forget this ever happened.

She hid behind a corner before kneeling over and catching her breath. She looked around nervously before sighing.

"Why is this happening to me? What did i ever do to deserve this?" she muttered before looking up and peeking back around the corner to see if they had followed her. No one...Thank god. Miharu gave a sigh of relief before turning back to be met with the hulking man from before in all his glory. Miharu paled like a ghost as she store up to the big man, who intern raised an eyebrow at her. Miharu once again found herself sprinting down the alley ways once again as the big man followed her. Miharu bolted out of the back alley and was running, blindly toward a construction sight.

Miharu was so blinded by fear she barreled through the gates and past all the warning signs. The construction workers on site tried to stop her but she barreled past them, kicking up a thick cloud of dust as she ran, sending the workers into a coughing fit. Once The dust subsided the workers stopped in awe/uneasiness when the big man came walking in on the seen, his large steps allowing him to easily keep up with the running girl. The big man stalked over around a corner to find a kneeled over Miharu gasping for breath.

Miharu heard him coming angled her head to look at him before attempting to run only to trip and fall. Miharu quickly rolled onto her back and began scooting away as fast as she possibly could, before she accidentally kicked a scaffolding that happened to be holding up heavy sand bags, which in turn fell on top of the large man.

"Eep!... I-is he okay?" she muttered to herself as a minute or two passed before the man slowly rose from under the pile of cement bags. HIs darkened expression made his face hard to read but the aura he gave off made all color drain from Miharu's face, again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" she repeated over and over as the man approached her one step at a time.

"I was only going to make you take a vow of silence." said the man making Miharu look up at him.

"W-what? Seriously?" she asked. The man nodded.

"I thought you were just a little girl…. but now i see you are no ordinary girl. Obviously you are a more worthy adversary than i anticipated." said the man cracking his now stiff neck.

"W-what! M-Mister i said i was sorry, i-it was an accident." said Miharu. Did this guy get hit that hard on the head or did he actually think Miharu men to drop that stuff on his head?

"You can't fool me." he said as he approached her. Miharu sensing this just got serious went to stand up and tried to back away while talking sense into this guy.

"Please, i'm no danger to anybody! i swear i'll pretend like i never saw any-bwah!" Miharu wasn't paying attention and missed a small holed, cover by 2x4's and she ended up stepping on the edge of one causing a board to come flying up.

Luckily the big man was now on the alert on and step out of the way. When he looked back to the girl, Miharu had retrieved her foot out of the opening and was now standing up again, looking nervous.

"You're tricks and feigned naivety will not get me a second time Il mio avversario (italian for 'My adversary')." he growled making Miharu flinch.

"Wait, wait, wait!" she shouted jumping back and waving her hands in front of her, "I know it looks like i did that on purpose, but it was just another accident! I wasn't p-paying attention i didn't know that floor board would come up if i stepped on it." she stammered.

"You are smart il mio avversario, but you can not fool me any longer. I will eliminate any threat to the Clemente family." said the big man as he cracked his knuckles making Miharu's face freese in disturbance while she drain of color again... Why her?

Miharu didn't know how fast she ran but considering she made it to the third floor of the development already, she was sure it was fast enough. Unfortunately the big man was still right behind her. Miharu turned stooped to catch her breath before noticing the man was once again coming towards her. Miharu quickly looked around, spotting a giant looking hammer, and trying to pull the handle, maybe she could scare him off if she waved that thing around. it didn't budge… not surprising considering it was twice her size and probably at least three times her weight.

Why did she think could lift that thing again?

"Mio avversario , I come for you." came the big man's voice, oh yeah, scared and desperate. Miharu was once again running as the big man undid his bow tie with one and pocket it as he used his other hand to effortlessly pick up the giant hammer. He lugged the hammer onto his shoulder like it was a normal sized baseball bat or something as he used his free hand to unbutton his red vest. Miharu was closed to tears when she picked up a hammer from a work desk and, forgetting about her own personal standing as a pacifist turned to the big man.

"Stop chasing me!" she shouted before throwing the hammer with all her strength and scoring a direct hit to the man's gun… It bounced off like a tennis ball of a brick wall. The man looked down at the small hammer on the ground, eye raised, before angling his head back at Miharu who was frozen in shock. Seriously?

'Am i THAT weak or is he THAT tough?' she thought to herself before the man load up and swing and Miharu let out a squeal before ducking under the swing, letting it hit a steel support, leaving a small dent.

"I'm sorry!" she yelled before jumping out of the way of another swing from the man before tripping over her own two feet. She stared up at him helplessly as he loaded up for the finishing blow.

"They game is over mio avversario." he stated making Miharu's eyes shrink.

"P-please, don't." she sputtered, tears now free falling from her eyes. Then man then brought his hammer down on her and Miharu closed her eyes shut and entered the fetal possession, awaiting death. But it never came.

Miharu opened her and was shocked to see Ares standing there, having blocked the attack effortlessly with one hand. The big man looked equally surprised as Ares simply stared up at him before turning to Miharu.

"Servant, you are fine?" he said blankly making the big man blink. Servant?

"A-ares? How d-did you find us?" asked Miharu dumbfounded.

"I heard your screams and came to investigate." explained Ares simply before he felt the weight of the hammer is hand go and returned his attention to the big man just as he took a swing at his head.

"Ares look o-" ares caught smash the handle of the hammer, letting the head go flying, "out" finished Miharu as the big man took a step back in surprise and Miharu swore Ares' blue eyes switched to a ominous gold color. The big man threw a right hook at Ares' head but the demonoid ducked under and landed a hard kick to the man's stomach sending him flying. The man is barely able to grab onto the very edge of the unfinished floor.

While the man dangled in a situation as helpless as the one he had put Miharu in only a few seconds ago, Ares turned Miharu who stared back him as his irises returned back to their original cyan color.

"Violence doesn't become me, you said?" he noted making tears well up in Miharu's eyes again as she exited her stage of shock and tackled Ares in the tightest hug she could ever muster. To say Ares was surprised would would be a understatement.

"Thank you Ares! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Miharu cried over and over as she sobbed into the now dumbstruck Ares' shirt. Was this how human showed gratitude? He simply defeat that human in combat as he did before. In fact if memory served right she didn't like it when he was violent. So why was she acting so strongly over such a simple act, especially one she didn't like? Humans...Are...Strange.

While the two were having a 'moment' the big man was listening in as he dangled. He growled as he looked down and spotted a trash can with some garbage inside of it. He sighed, seeing as it was better than the concrete below him and he couldn't pull himself up with that read headed freak waiting for him the big man opted to swing himself and and let go.

The man cannon balled into the waiting garbage which broke his fall. The man rose the garbage, a fish's skeleton hang off his shoulder and a can sitting atop his head. He looked quite irritated.

Later with Ares and Miharu…

The two walked home in silence, not that it was a change for Ares who didn't talk much anyway but it was new for Miharu who'd usually try to spark up a conversation. Ares wasn't one to do this much but… he was actually worried about this. Was wrong with him? Maybe he was focused on Miharu's ability to continue her job. yeah, let's just roll with that one for now.

Miharu sniffled a bit as she wait for the signal to turn so she could walk across the busy street. She was still shaken up from being chased by that guy, why her? What did she ever do to deserve this? Miharu knew something was going to happen, she could feel it at the bottom of her stomach.

Miharu angled her head to Ares as he carried the bags, since Miharu couldn't seem to muster the strength to carry them herself Ares decided he'd carry them this time, seeing as that was his dinner. Miharu shakily got the key out and opened the door. To be greeted with the sight of a certain school teacher.

"Professor Tanner!" she said surprise. The professor looked at Miharu with a glance before nodding to Ares who simply walked past Miharu and toward the kitchen, giving a nod to Tanner/

"Hello Miss Nakagowa i needed to check up on Ares but when i found neither you or him were here I decided to stick around." said tanner simply as he set down a picture back in it's place on the mantel.

"B-but how did you get in?" asked miharu

"Miss Lopez had a key." said Tanner motioning to the kitchen where said latina was coming out of.

"Jasmine?" gawked Miharu.

"Oh hey Miharu, I was going to visit to see if you could help with my math homework but i found tanner instead. Hope you don't mind that i let him." said Jasmine nonchalantly as she sat on the couch.

"You could have at least called me!" whined Miharu as Jasmine turned on the TV.

"I tried but you didn't pick up. What were you up to anyway? you usually always pick up your phone." noted Jasmine, making Miharu jump a bit.

What was she suppose to say? She accidentally ended spying on a bunch of gangster, got chased by one of them and almost killed had it not been for Ares? Yeah, that would never go over well. She didn't want them to panic or something. Plus ares had taken care of it so it was all good...right?

"Uh, i was just so busy shopping must have not realized my phone went off. Sorry about that?" said Miharu rubbing the back of her head with a nervous laugh.

"I would have imagine the reason of you not answering your phone to be the incident wi-" began Ares as he stepped out of the kitchen before Miharu was next to him in a flash, her hand over his mouth.

"Can i talk to Ares in private before you steal him away Professor Tanner? Thanks." said Miharu before slipping back into the kitchen with Ares in tow making Jasmine sweat drop.

"What was that all about?" asked the latina. Tanner gave no reply as he simply stared at the entrance to the kitchen, the light reflecting off his glasses in an ominous fashion and an almost knowing look his face.

Miharu brought her hand away from Ares' mouth and motioned for him to come closer. Ares raised an eyebrow but dipped his head down nonetheless.

"Um-Ares, I uh- kinda need you to stay quiet on the whole 'got chased down by the mob' thing. kay?" she asked in a hushed tone making Ares raise his eyebrow.

"Why?" he inquired, an inquizzitive expression gracing his features.

"Just trust me on this one, I don't know what it's like where you're from but on earth getting chased by gangsters and almost getting killed is something you keep to yourself usually. well at the very least you shouldn't make the first people you tell your friends." said Miharu watching Ares' expression to see his response to this information. Ares kept his characteristic emotionless expression before giving a nod, making Miharu sigh, before she heard some footsteps approaching and Ares straighten his posture to see who was entering. Miharu looked over to see Tanner enter the kitchen and look at them, his eye hidden by the glare off his glasses.

"Miss Nakagowa are you done with Ares yet?" he inquired, "I'm afraid, I'm pressed for time, preparing for tomorrow's review day."

"Oh-uh sure, sorry professor Tanner, I-ah just had to clear something up with Ares." said Miharu with a bow of apology.

"I'll leave you to it then." said Miharu, not wanting to intrude on their conversation. Tanner nodded his thanks to Miharu as she went back to the living room to see if Jasmine still wanted help with her homework.

"So Ares," began Tanner.

"I couldn't help but find myself growing curious, so I wanted to see if what worked the first time, works again." said Tanner going over to the fridge and pulling out a lemon smoothie, making ares raise an eyebrow.

"You wish to negotiate terms once again?" guessed Tanner when Ares stayed silent. The demonoid sighed before giving a wary nod to the human professor.

Meanwhile…

The big man fro the construction sight stumbled in front of the gates that lead into someone's driveway as the rain poured, still reeling from Ares' kick (which he was sure broke several of his bones). He pushed the button on the intercom.

"who is it and what do ya want?" came a voice.

"Federico Morello." breathed the man.

"Derek? holy shit man, where have you been? Come in, Mr. Clemente wants to talk to ya any way." said the voice right before the door opened.

"Thanks Nickels." breathed Derek as he clutched his side and trudged down the driveway and toward the house. Two men stood at the doorway waiting, Salvatore Clemente's two personal bodyguards, Niccolo 'Nickels' Vinci and his older brother Donatello Vinci.

Nickels was tanned man with slicked back brown hair and brown eyes and an athletic build. He was tall and was dress in a white shirt, with a red tie and a gangster styled shoulder gun holster worn the shirt and under his tie. He wore black dress shoes and gray dress slacks, the matching coat likely inside hanging somewhere. His appearance was completed by his gray fedora with white band and nickel plated colt 1911 pistol snugly fitted into his holster.

Donny was the older of the vinci brothers and had tan skin and brown eyes like his brother but had short pitch black hair and short trimmed goatee. He wore a black pinstripe suit with a beige dress shirt underneath and a red tie. A black fedora with a black band sat on his head.

"Jesus christ Derek you look like Hammered shit. Get in, prima di prendere un raffreddore (translation- Italian for: before you catch a cold.)" motioned Donny.

"Grazie fratelli (italian for 'thank you brothers)." thanked Derek to his two friends and fellow mobsters. Derek entered the large mansion and spotted the two front door guard who usually stood inside but had opted to stay inside do to the rain were behind Donatello and Niccolo held a blanket. Donny closed the door behind him and Derek.

"What the hell happened to you man?" asked Donatello

"I got into a fight with red headed freak." said Derek as the other two mobsters draped the blanket over the large man.

"What? Shit, look you can explained to the boss. Mr. Clemente is waiting for ya, come on." instructed Nickels, dragging along Derek with Donatello not far behind while, the two guard stay at their posts at the front door. The men made their way to double doors that led into Salvatore Clemente's private library. In front of the doors stood another mobster who seemed to be on the phone.

He had short-medium black that was slicked back and made flat as possible. He had dark brown eyes and slightly tanned skin. He wore a well kept double breasted suit and stood 5'11. He had a handsome face and seemed to be trying keep his voice down as not to disturb the men conversing inside.

"Yeah Momma, I'll pick up Rosey... yes momma, listen i got stuff to do…" said the man into the phone.

"Well isn't it the resident pretty boy, Zacharia Caponetti." quipped Nickels making Zack glare at him before having to do a double take when he saw the state of Derek.

"uh-yeah don't worry momma i heard. Okay bye love you. enjoy your stay in Japan and tell cousin Sohara and aunt and uncle Mitsuki. OKay? Okay see ya next week, bye." Zack hung up on his mother after saying his goodbyes and turned his attention to the three other men.

"Big Derek? You lose a fight with Ali? You look like hammered shit." said the man.

"At least still full italian." quipped Derek in a breathy tone.

"Well there ain't nothing with being half Jap and half Guido. Come on man let's get you seated down, by the fire. Mr. Clemente and his brother are inside." said Zack as he and Donatello go the doors for Derek and Nickels. Zacharia Caponetti was an enforcer like his fellow soldato Big Derek and also acted as a skilled personal hitman for Salvatore Clemente's younger brother and underboss Francis Clemente AKA 'Frankie The Face'. His father was born and raised in Sicily while his mother was a Japanese native who met him while she was studying abroad. To make a long story short Zack and his younger sister Rosita were born and raised in Sicily, italy until their father got into , some 'trouble' and moved the family over to America.

"Hey boss, Frankie, it's Derek he's here to see ya." said Zack making the two senior mobsters look up at them.

"The hell? Jesus Derek you look like-" began Francis

"Hammered Shit? yeah, i've been getting that a lot." interjected Derek as he was sat down.

Frankie the face was a rugged yet handsome looking man in his mid forties while tan skin and black hair that was styled back, though not with the same amount of jell as some of his fellow mobsters used. He had dark eyes and a tailored, luxury black suit with a dark blue tie on with a white scarf draped over his shoulders.

Across from his sat his older brother and Godfather of the entire Clemente Family. Salvatore 'Big Sal' Clemente. Salvatore was the son of infamous mobster and capo, Sergio 'Lucky Bastard' Clemente. he had worked his way up to becoming the don of his own family and, thought he was ruthless and hard edged, feared by many, he was a strict man when it came to old time tradition, just as his father before him. He didn't believe that selling drugs was the best way to make money and instead relied on the black market to make his money. more specifically the gun running circuit. He was in his early to mid fifties and wore a tan suit with a gray tie. He had tanned skin like his brother and dark eyes. His grayed hair was styled back much like Zack's.

"Jeez, did that fucking spy do this to ya?" asked Sal, having heard of the girl who tried to spy on his deal. It was a miracle they were able to salvage that, after all who would want to do business with people who can't even keep a girl away?

"No, Mr. Clemente, not her. I had her right where i wanted her when another showed up." replied Derek.

"Another? Another what? Girl?" asked Francis making Derek shake his head.

"No this one was a guy, with red hair and a tail." said Derek.

"A tail? The fuck, am i supposed to believe the freak show jumped one of my toughest guys and tried to break up my deal?" asked Sal.

"I don't who he was Mr. Clemente, but i know what i saw. The bastard was strong as a fucking ox." defended Derek.

"Had to be to knock you around." commented Zack.

"And the girl, he called her his servant." added Derek.

"Servant?" asked Donny.

"Man what kind of weird sex are kids into these days? It's like that weird fucking movie, with that rich guy who has a bondage fetish." added Nickels.

"You watch that crap?" commented Zack

"Would you all just shut up!" ordered Sal making the three wise guys shut up, all the while Francis seemed to be in thought.

"You think this is some new crew? A bunch of freaks and geeks trying to make a name for themselves?" offered the younger Clemente.

"A new outfit? Please we're the only real players left in this city after the war with the Gravinas. Anyone else has to pay 'taxes' in order to keep operating, not to mention they're all just a bunch of punks in ridiculous colors and think holding a gun sideways makes you some power player." pointed out Sal crossing his arms.

For those of us who don't know the Clemente crime family has become the city's main criminal power and is essentially unchallenged with holding all over the city of both the legitimate and illegal standings. This happened after the downfall of the city's first crime family the Belmonts, who, after a civil war among their own ranks and increased pressure by the police, fell apart and was dissolved. This left their territory open for the taking. Naturally the Clemente's and their counterparts the Gravina family ran by Marco Gravina made a mad dash for the turf.

Naturally this would eventually lead to conflict as both Salvatore and Marco were greedy bastards at heart and a little more… Salvatore was so steeped in Mafia tradition he actually was one of the only mobsters around that still saw drugs as evil and a means to self destruction. Instead he used the lucrative black market gun trade and gambling rings to bring in major profits. the legitimate businesses and front helped as well… one the flip side the Gravina family made their money mostly through their big time drug trafficking and Sal refused to allow it to spread any further across the city. Tolerating were it was was one thing, letting it come into his turf was quite another.

And so the war was fought and in the end Marco Gravina choked on a bullet courtesy of one of Sal's men and the Clemente's took full control of Pinnacle Bay. anyway back to the story, Francis gave a nod to his brother.

"Right but this might some new outfit. You know it would only be inevitable until some pazzo bastardo (crazy bastards) would try and step with us." noted Francis as he rubbed the bottom of his chin in thought. Sal growled before nodding.

"Caponetti," called the Mob Boss making Zack straighten his posture.

"yeah boss?" asked the young mobster carefully.

"Since Derek is injured here i need ya to help him bring in red haired bastard. He seems to be found of that little whore from the deal so start with her. See if you can use her as bait to bring him out. and then smoke the bastard. Read me?" asked Sal in a commanding tone making Zack nod.

"Yeah boss, Derek and I'll take care of it. but before i get started on that can i go pick up my sister now? Besides Big Derek here needs to heal up." said Zacharia making Sal sigh.

"Go. but keep an eye out, incase you spot the bastard. " ordered Sal. Zack nodded and was off to pick up his only sister.

Meanwhile….

"Okay then, it's settled, the same as before." sighed Tanner. Honestly he had a feeling they'd just end up where they'd started but he should consider himself lucky this little trick worked twice. this would probably be the last time it works as well.

"What can you tell me about Nexus' culture." said Tanner, not wasting a single second.

"Nexus is a warrior based culture. Nexians, unlike their Synapsian counterparts, did not go to the sky for salvation. Instead they went underground, and thrived just the same. They did not believe in an easy life unlike those the people of Synapse. They devoted themselve to perfecting themselves mentally and physically while Synapse only strove to make their lives easier.

We were a war based society, and because of that Nexian were divided into seven clans, the most powerful being the Iliad Tribe. They kept the balance between each tribes and enforced the rules of war. They were the closest thing a federal government at the time. each clan was head by a war chief who in turn made his own laws for the land he ruled and commanded his own army.

When the war began we united to fight off our common foe." explained Ares.

"The Synapse i'm guessing." guessed Tanner making Ares nod, "Tell me more about the war. How did it start?"

"The war began when the Synapse created 'something' (us as seen in the actual series) to give their live meaning once more. Their goal of an easy life was carried too far. Unfortunately Nexus also found interest in the program. They sent us.

Unlike our Synapse built counterparts, us Demonoids were built to be soldiers, not servants. We were built to be gladiators, to fight for the entertainment of others and for luxuries only a victor of the arena could have. We were given free will as without the programming to serve we had more room in our processors for combat protocols. They simply let us run amok in the world created synapse and let the trouble caused be their new form of entertainment.

This anger Synapse and in retaliation they attempted to use their 'angeloid' stop us. they failed and it began a war." explained Ares making Tanner nod. so mankind and their world was the cause of this war. Interesting. Tanner wanted to know how the war ended, he wanted to know so much more. But once again he found himself restricted by the agreement he had with the red headed demonoid.

"What was the first battle of the war like?" asked Tanner making Ares go silent for several moments.

"Well…" began Ares uncertainly.

Meanwhile…

As Ares was about to begin his tale another demonoids also began to reminisce while in the forest outside of Pinnacle Bay. The blue haired demonoid known as Moon sat alone in a cave, the scenery reminding him of time from long ago….

Cliff hanger! sorry guys, a lot of stuff is happening this chapter and, again, there was a lot more to come but instead i decided to cut it in half and make it into two different chapter instead. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the new character and Miharu's run in with the mob, because it ain't over. Also next chapter we will here a first hand account of the very first battle of the 'Nexus-Synapse wars'(also i anyone has a better name for that then please pm because i honestly have nothing and i feel the current name lacks luster). It'll also give us a chance to peek into Moon's past as well since we only saw a quick glimpse of him last chapter. Anyway i hope you enjoyed this chapter, please review!