A Falling Missile 2

On the metal hallway attached to the upper part of the shipment building, Yuri sneaks inside and looks around to see if there are any enemies or cameras that might detect him.

"There is no one guarding this hallway, Master."

"Good. There doesn't seem to be any cameras too."

Yuri had E-class dexterity but if he moved even a little bit at that speed the Yakuza would inevitably hear him and prevent any chance of the element of surprise, so he walked stealthily.

Sneaking across the hallways and tiptoeing, reminded him of his memories in the orphanage with Gaia. Back then, they would sneak out at night to go to the arcade and play some games while the headmaster was sleeping.

"I miss her," he murmurs.

Using the heat vision, he could see Botan's familiar orange silhouette sitting on a chair alone.

"It's Botan! And there are no guards in the vicinity. That's good!"

Yuri rushed to the door. He tried to pick the lock but it was already unlocked.

"The Yakuza need to improve their security. Such idiots!"

Yuri grinned behind his Exosuit mask.

He opened the door and Botan inside. Botan stood up from the chair once he entered.

"Yuri! You're here!" Botan said in confusion.

"Yeah! I came to save you, bro!" Yuri said in the excitement of seeing his friend again.

"You suddenly disappeared from the building, I knew they had taken you."

Botan rubbed his hands. "Yeah, they did. Just now, I took off the binds that they put in my hands. Just at the same time as you enter."

"Nice! Perfect timing!" Yuri said. "Let's go stop these, bastards. I have a plan. I know I can trust you to help me, bro."

"Right! Tell me."

Yuri proceeded to tell Botan his plan.

"Got it!" Botan said. "Trust me, brother. I will never let you down."

Yuri went to hide in the ceiling of the open warehouse. He hid behind the metal railings of the ceiling and waited for Botan's signal.

Botan tied himself to the chair inside the room again.

And he shouted and screamed, calling the guards to come to him!

"HEY! Fucking Yakuza! Come here! I have something to tell you, MOTHERFUCKERS!"

Botan then shouted more insults aimed at the Yakuza's honor and dignity.

"You motherfucking snakes. I've killed tons of you little shits. Do you know your friends in the red light district? They are all fucking floor wax now, giving your pimp store a glimmering shine."

The Yakuza became alert to this and they reported the matter to the Yakuza Heads.

The three heads of the Yakuza were named; Shigeo Nishigumi, head of the Sumiyoshi-kai; Yakushimaru Nobuyoki, head of the Inagawa-kai; and Takishima Keishi, head of the Yamaguchi-Gumi.

Shigeo was Daizen's adoptive father and he was still not aware that his son had died, so he was concerned about what had happened to him. Aged 56, wearing a black tailored suit, you can see part of the tattoos that covered his whole body, leaking from his sleeves.

Along with Yakushimaru, 30 years old, and Takishima, 67 years old, who was wearing black Hakamas and also covered in tattoos. They were instantly provoked by Botan's recent statements.

They walked toward the room Botan was in and brought with them the majority of the Yakuza henchmen.

Yuri was waiting patiently on the ceiling, as he was going to massacre them all with his Life Steal Attacks so he can kill them all while not running out of MP and HP.

"What do you want, Botan?" The old Takishima spoke with his arms behind his back and leaning towards him.

"Guards, drag him out of the room and shoot him in the head," Shigeo said. "I don't want to be rude to the owner of this building. They lent the warehouse to us and we don't want to ruin their carpets with this pig's blood."

They dragged Botan to the center of the warehouse. And made him kneel on the cemented floor surrounding him and celebrated getting vengeance for his words. They laughed at him.

"Don't worry brother. I'll save you," Yuri said. "AI, Initiate HP to MP conversion and prepare to consume all HP from the Yakuza."

The Exosuit morphed and reshaped itself.

[Status]

[HP: 5.5 -> 5]

Yuri grunted in pain.

[HP: 4 ->3]

[HP: 2 ->1]

Yuri's morphing was almost finished then as he watched all the Yakuza laughing at Botan, they all looked up at Yuri hanging on the ceiling like they all knew he was there.

"AIM!!!!" Takishima shouted.

In one second, all of their guns aimed to the ceiling, aimed directly at Yuri that was still not yet ready to counter-attack.

"FIRE!!!" the old man shouted with all his strength.

The whole room brimmed with gunfire. Smoke, flashes, and the earth quaked from the vibrations of the recoils from the guns, as they fired their machine guns point blank at the ceiling.

Yuri hid the parts of him that were still exposed but the number of bullets fired at him was too much. Most of the ceiling that he was holding on to was not strong enough to hold him anymore because of the piercing gunfire.

He fell to the ground while still being shot at. They stopped shooting to prevent crossfire as the Yakuza did not want friendly fire.

"STOP!!!" the old man shouted again.

Yuri was still alive but his Exosuit was weakened. He fell right next to Botan.

"AI! Put up a defensive wall around me and Botan. To protect us from the gunfire."

"Yes, master."

His Exosuit morphed into a small defensive dome. But he did not have enough MP or HP to make an offensive attack.

"If they attack this dome with lesser Magitek weapons, they'll eventually chip away at us. We're fucked!" Yuri said.

Botan said, "It's okay, brother. We proceed with the plan."

Yuri opened a small speaker in his dome and it reflected his voice from inside.

"Parley!" Yuri said from the small black spiky speaker.

"Oh, parley!" Yakushimaru said. "I don't think you're in the position to negotiate here, young man."

"You don't know that." He replied.

"Alright then, enlighten us, Shigeo said.

"Free my brother, Botan. And I will let you go," Yuri said.

"I don't care if you leave this country, or blow up those buildings. I just need my brother safe. Is that a deal?"

"Deal," the old Takishima said with a smile.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Yuri replied.

"On every Yakuza alive and that has ever lived, if any one of us outside that defensive dome of yours attacks you in any way, I will kill myself. All of them will make this promise too. And if anyone of them sees another attack you, they will kill themselves too."

"Isn't that right, honorable men of the Yakuza!!" Shigeo shouted with all his might.

All the hundreds of Yakuza shouted, "HAI!!!"

Yuri believed them and slowly unwinded the defensive dome.

Upon opening the dome, the Yakuza were all looking at him and Botan. And smiling.

"You're safe now, brother. Let's go home."

Yuri felt a dagger pierce through the back of his Exosuit.

It was a Magitek dagger that could only have been stabbed at him that second from inside the unwinding dome.

Yuri looked at Botan's eyes and he was tearing up.

"I'm sorry, brother. I am home."

"Good work, my son," Takishima said. "Even though you were my bastard son from a prostitute, you have proven yourself to be a worthy heir over these past few years of working for us. You will be the crowned ruler of the Yamaguchi-Gumi Clan."

All of the Yakuza cheered while Yuri was bleeding from his back.

"Bo…" Yuri dropped to his knees. "You fat little fuck…"

He lay on the floor, lifeless.