Here is the complete rewrite to the first chapter, like I said. I do recommend reading it. Changed a few things, some important, some not.

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Onto the chapter. Warning trigger. Not for the faint of heart.

Tokyo.

It's not a half-bad city to be in, quite lovely actually. The people living there are decent, and they're nice to be around. The city's got some good sight seeing, too.

Not to mention, but the coffee shops here are great.

If there was one issue with Tokyo, it would be that in all of Asia it has one of the highest ghoul predation rates. What are ghouls? Simple. Ghouls are a separate species from Humans who look just like them but they are higher count of a special cell called the Red Child or RC cell – named so for it's shape similar to that of a young fetus – than Humans. Due to this high count of RC cells, ghouls are naturally faster, stronger and they can create a natural weapon of RC, called a kagune. Unfortunately, they can't produce the special cell, not without devouring human flesh.

Obviously, humanity would not take this lying down and they fought back. First they surgically removed the kagunes from ghouls then them into wieldable weapons for humans. Following that was the creation of the Center for Counter Ghoul in Japan, dedicated to the elimination of ghouls in their respective country. There's other groups in other countries but the CCG is the most notable. The CCG's propaganda called the ghouls 'monsters'. Somewhat hypocritical, but it worked in less than a year, ghouls who considered themselves at the top of the chain, got pushed down a link.

The cold war between the CCG and ghouls has been long and bloody. Here's a prime example of the conflict.

Deep within Tokyo's fourth ward, one of the city's darker ward, a ghoul was fleeing from an investigator – person who investigates then kills ghouls. The Ghoul wore a large, buttoned, beige trench coat that hid both additional clothing and gender. However the investigator believed it to be male from the heavyset size of his body. The Ghoul wore a mask – as was common when ghouls hunted – that was modeled after a World War Two gas mask. The CCG names both the cases and the ghouls after the most particular aspect of the individual, and thus they labeled him 'Gas Mask'.

The investigator was a lightweight, teenage girl who was beautiful in her young age. She barely was reaching her mid-teens and therefore she wasn't fully developed but she was both supple and curvy. Her grey business clothes – a set of jacket and pants – were hidden partially under an equally grey cloak as it flapped against the wind. She bore violet eyes that were narrowed in clam determination while her chin-length blond hair in a braid that wrapped around the back of her head. She shifted the quinque in her right hand. It was a sea green whip fashioned from a bikaku.

She is Akira Mado, a calm, intelligent girl who was pining to be as great of an investigator as her father. Even though, really, she's not even supposed to be here, she's still a student at the Academy for training investigators. She's not even old enough to be cleared for ride-alongs. She caught wind of the case through the infamous rumor mill. After gaining access to the case-file through some illegal activities, she then figured out the epicenter of Gas Mask's hunting grounds. She then committed some more illegal activities and stole both a car and a quinque. Thankfully, her father had already began teaching her how to drive, which lead her here.

Gas mask looked behind him to see her still persistently chasing him. Not that was entirely a bad thing, actually, it was according to plan. He was originally surprised at Akira's age and had worried about a possible overseer, keeping an eye on her. However, after gaining her attention and being ran down by her without either of them sight of the other, for several blocks, it was starting to become glaringly obvious that the investigator-in-training was alone. Which also worked to their plan, if anything it made it easier.

Gas Mask skidded to halt in front of the opening of one of the many dark alleys that reside in the fourth ward before running down it. Akira followed him without faltering, and in hot pursuit. The alley was like any other in a major city like Tokyo graffiti stained the walls and trash littered the ground. Off to one side sat a large trash bin, that Gas Mask could use to his advantage. Worried that Akira would catch on to the trap, he formed his kagune. A yellow, fleshy rinkaku that closely resembled the tail of a stegosaurus. He impaled one of the spikes into the trash bin and pulled it into to the girl's path before dissolving the kagune. Now this way, it looks like he was trying to run away instead of leading her.

Akira vaulted over the obstruction with an amazing feat of parkour, leaving the Ghoul wondering just what in the hell they taught at that academy. She continued on absolutely oblivious to the danger she was walking right into. The signs of the trap were there and could've been noticed, if she wasn't caught in her inexperience and had tunnel vision, focused on her objective: killing the ghoul. This way she could prove to her father that she is strong enough. That she can help him towards their revenge on the one eyed bastard that killed her mother. Her determination growing, she poor on another body of speed and began closing the distance.

Gas mask nearly panicked at the stubbornness of the girl, and forgot the plan. Collecting himself he realized he almost went past the rendezvous. Taking the next turn before he missed it and reach down that alley, almost running into the wall that made it into a dead end. The Ghoul turned around when her heard the girl's footsteps stop behind him. Akira was breathing heavy, existed from all the excess running she's been doing, but she had what at the Academy. Despite her semi-tired state, she bore a visitor victorious smirk on her face. Clearly, she believes she's won. If she only knew how far from success she actually was.

Akira flourished her whip and prepared to deliver the death blow. "Times up." She said, smugly.

No longer able to contain his glee at her stupidity, Had mask laughed sinisterly, almost psychotically. "My time's up? Don't they teach you anything at Dove School?"

Akira tilted her in confusion, still unaware of her mistake.

"Rule number one of combat, little lady. Be aware of your surroundings."

Finally, she realized her mistake and its depth, turning around to hopefully leave, only to find get path blocked by three new ghouls. Each wore identical clothing to Gas, even included identical masks. All three were of different sizes to the original Gas mask, and their kagunes were formed. One was tall, almost towering and it had a Koukaku made of three, red parallel blades that curved over one of his shoulders and down the arm. Another had a green bikaku that looked like a devil tail and was of average height and size. The final and smallest one of the group had twin ukakus that covered her shoulders like pauldrons.

Before hopelessness set in, Akira remembered advice here father told here when she first entered the Academy.

'Akira, my darling Akira. As you learn how to battle the disease known as ghouls, you'll be fighting difficult opponents. Both human and ghoul. And there will be a moment when you feel hopeless, in that moment I want you to remember one thing: once the enemy before you then, even if it costs you your arms and legs, you fight!'

Taking her father's advice to heart, she shoved away any fears and shortcomings she had and charged the line of ghouls blocking her exit. Hoping to break through and escape, she filled her quinque whip at devil tail who stood on the far left of the group. He leapt back form the whip while Pauldrons caught the weapon on her kagune, blocking it with ease. Three blades used the ukaku-type ghoul as a foot step to jump in the air and use gravity to intensify his attack at Akira with his Koukaku. The investigator-in-training. She part of the sea-green whip around her free arm and stretched it between the handle and her arm, using it to block the strike. It threatened to buckle and snap under the strength of the Ghoul but the people who made it knew their trade and the weapon held.

Akira heard the original Gas Mask swing his massive rinkaku at her head, and she dove to one side, letting the strike fly over her head, she rolled to a stop. Akira saw that the opening to the dead end left undefended after the ghouls attacked. Seeing her chance she ran for it, but Devil Tail appeared around the corner and slapped her back with his bikaku. She was sent flying with her clothes torn at hey midriff and gash across her stomach. The teen slammed into the back wall, coughing up both blood and spit. Thankful that she still had enough luck to not be disemboweled, she attempted to get up. However, she soon learned that her luck out when the ukaku ghoul fired a pair of spikes into the girl's shoulders, nailing her to the wall. Her cry of pain echoed through the alley.

Three blades grinned beneath his mask and his male voice stated. "Like clockwork."

Several buildings over, in the darkness of another alley created by the partial crescent moon that number on the sky, walked another person who had a towering height of over seven feet. He was obviously a ghoul, from his massive ukaku that covered him like cloak, including a hood. All that was visible of his skin was the lower half of his face, which bore pale skin on the verge of deathly. Every step he took was accompanied by large clacking sounds, similar to the sound of large claws hitting pavement. The Ghoul stopped and looked up to the sky when he heard the distinct scream from Akira. When a predator-like grin came on his face, rows of sharp silver teeth were revealed.

'What a beautiful sound to sweeten such a blasé night.' His mental voice was a deep male baritone, that seemed to represent the idea evil.

A cold emotionless of a British boy replied. 'We should check it out.'

The deeper voice chuckled, 'How cute, you wanna play the hero and save the girl.'

Not even disturbed by the jab, the child spoke just as cold as before. 'The scream may have been caused by a predation and that may mean food.'

The Ghoul hummed in thought, 'I guess you're right, let's see what that scream is about.'

Akira looked at the four similar looking ghouls towering over her from position on the ground, both pain and anger coloring her face. She was going to die, that was a fact that she knew. It was an impossible situation to survive, no doubt. There was no way out, she was pinned to a wall, and there were four ghouls surrounding her, even if she could pull the spikes out, they'd kill hey by the time she stood up. However, just because she was going to die, didn't mean she was going to do it laughing disk like a defeated dog.

The Ghoul with the stego-like rinkaku crouched and analyzed the physique of the girl before him. He had to admit, despite her young age she had a marvelous body and she was filling out on all the right places. Given a few more years to grow, she would have all the men tripping over themselves over her without trying. She was really tempting to him. Rape's not his thing, he prefers a more willing subject but he hasn't been laid in a while. He was willing to bet that it wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Hey, Souta." Stego called out – also proving to be male – to Three Blades revealing his real name. "This chick's kinda hot. Can I have a few minutes alone with her?"

The implication behind the way Stego emphasized the word 'alone', struck a chilling fear through her, her skin paling. Any form of bravado she had was obliterated.

'Does he really mean…?' She trailed off in her mind, not wanting to finish the thought.

"No!" Souta snarled. "She may have an overseer, we must prepare for him."

The rinkaku ghoul scoffed. "Dude, she doesn't have one, trust me. She chased my sexy ass," Pauldrons snorted in ridicule but Stego continued. "Several blocks and didn't see one? Not only that, look at her. She's barely old enough to go on ride-alongs. She's alone."

Souta looked down at Akira, who in turn looked up at him, pleadingly. He knew that she was praying the he would deny Jirou and he planned to. However, Jirou was beginning to become unmanageable and unbearable. They've been at this little ambush operation for over the months now and Akira was only their fourth catch. Even he was starting to lost patience and this was his idea. Overall team morals war low and of out continued to descend it would shatter the plan. While they really didn't have time for this, time needed to be allotted.

Souta sighed in annoyance and weariness. "Fine. Just gag her first and clean up after."

Jirou grinned. "Whatever you say, boss."

"Hey, can I join?" Devil tail asked as he stepped up beside Jirou.

"Sure."

Akira was frozen in horror as they shed their coats, the pieces of cloth polling at the ground. This couldn't be happening. Was she really going be raped and killed, maybe even devoured? Her mind continued this line of that thought, denying the reality that was in front of her. She believed and was in the middle of a nightmare, and she hoped that she would wake up anytime, safe in her bed, at home. She was smacked back down to reality as Jirou attempted to pry her legs apart. She feebly resisted but she failed to the strength of the Ghoul. With nothing else left, no other option open, she screamed.

The Ghoul in the massive ukaku watched as devil tail silenced her with a solid and hard slap to the face before taking off his belt and gagging the girl with it. The abnormally tall ghoul hissed in disgust at the action of violation against the girl before him. Normally, he would've ignored them and continued on his may way, maybe even set up an ambush for a decent meal, especially since she was an investigator. However, rape was against his morals – as small and twisted as they are – in his mind, prey deserves the chance to run or fight back and maybe survive. She wasn't given that chance and was mailed to the wall to suffer hey date. That didn't sit well with him, thus he was inclined, even if Akira was an investigator.

'You know, I'm blaming you for this.' The baritone voice chided the younger one.

The boy replied. 'Hurry up.'

Akira moaned involuntarily as devil tail had reached his hand beneath the great of jet clothing and roughly groped her breasts. As hopeless as it was, she continued to fight back. Twisting and writhing hey body, trying to make it at difficult as possible for her violators. Jirou has been trying to remove her pants for some time, growled in frustration before having her by the waist and pulled sharply. Searing white hot pain coursed through, enemating from the spikes in her shoulders as they pulled at bone and muscle tissue. They didn't tear out of her shoulders but it did cause some additional damage. Akira's vision swam, fading in and out as she nearly passed out from the pain. She barely held onto her consciousness.

Jirou chuckled, "Done fighting?" He slowly began pulling down her pants around her ankles. "Get ready for the best part."

Before he start remove Akira's underwear, a feminine about enemating from pauldrons stole his attention. "What the fuck do you want?"

The ukaku cloaked ghoul stood in front of Souta and pauldrons. They were facing him, uncertain of his presence, ready to kill him at a moment's notice. A notion that almost threw the unknown ghoul in hysterics. If they knew who he really was, they wouldn't be acting so tough. He shifted his gaze between the two Gas Masks in front of him before looking to the group in the back. The ghouls had lost interest in Akira, and was curious in him. Which was the whole point of the big entrance.

Akira stared at the her possible savior, trying to focus through the mixed haze of semi-consciousness, pain and unwanted pleasure. Hope walked slightly when the person showed, some to end hey suffering, maybe even her father. Unfortunately, when she was able to clear her head thus clearing her vision, enough to notice that it was a ghoul, her hope vanished. No way in hell would a ghoul willingly help an investigator, they would more likely join in on the tormenting. She closed her eyes in defeat, surrounded in to her horrid fate.

Pauldrons noticed the ghoul's gaze shifting by the way his head titled. She followed where his war looking to Akira. "Oh, her? We just teaching an investigator her place."

"Shut up, Michi!" Souta snapped at her, who cringed away from him.

Deciding that it was time to start the screaming as Jirou and Devil Tail were starting to turn back to Akira. The girl cringed back half heartedly. He sprung the trap.

Souta sighed in annoyance before apologizing to the recently arrived ghoul. "Please excuse the idiot, she is in need of s… so…OH SHIT!"

Fear filled every other ghoul as the unknown ghoul opened his mouth, flaring his pointed silver teeth and an inner set of jaws attached to a long, black, square tongue came out. A hissing growl could be heard from him.

"Oh, god. No way." Michi hyperventilated in fear. "Not him."

"Xeno." Jirou gasped.

Devil Tail cussed. "Fuck, guys! It's him! Climb the wall!"

His accomplices took his advice and ran for the wall. Jirou and Devil Tail disregarded Akira, moving away from her to find room to use their kagunes to climb the wall. By this time Michi and Souta had arrived, and was getting ready to climb as well. Xeno watched with a grin on his face. He waited till they had started going up the wall to use his 'blur' ability as he and the British boy came to calling it. As the name suggests he became this black blur as he scaled the side wall before making his way to the back wall where everyone else was. All in the matter of second or two. It clung to the wall, facing down at everyone.

Akira, who was still semi unconscious when she saw this and she became fully conscious and aware out of instinctual fear at what Xeno truly looked like. It had no eyes, just a smooth black carapace that covered the top half of his head. Black chitinous like hide covered most his body save for his chest and stomach areas. Spinal ridges went down his back before splitting down two segmented, rinkaku tails that ended in curved blades. His fingers melded into Koukaku claws while his legs were animalistic in nature, ended in three clawed toes. The ukaku that made the cloak was now spread out in a pair of double set of wings, like a butterfly. With a very small set of wings that was used to form the hood. Xeno let out an inhuman ear-piercing screech.

The other ghouls fell back off the wall in surprise and scrambled over each other to run in the opposite direction. The abnormal ghoul grinned maliciously at their weak attempt to run and leapt off the wall after them. He soared over the Gas Mask group's heads and when he landed, he stabbed one of his tails in the ground to both pirouette around and bring himself to a stop, facing the ghouls. They stopped in their tracks, unsure of how they were gonna get out of this without fighting him. They knew his reputation, no one survived fighting, ever. The best chance is to run.

Akira stared at the events unfolding before in a mixture of awe and fear. She knew she was witnessing an alpha predator at work but what she didn't understand was why he wouldn't kill them now? He obviously has the ability to, from what little she's seen. So, why? Why toy with them? Give them hope of escaping before taking it away. Then there's the issue of why he even got involved in the first place. He's a ghoul, she's a human, an investigator of all things. She couldn't help but wonder why he didn't just walk away or join the other ghouls. Eventually, she realized that all this wondering was pointless, as Xeno might kill her afterwards or leave her there to bleed out and die.

Jirou charged the infamous Xeno, spinning around to swing his massive rinkaku with the intent of impaling the other ghoul. The abnormal ghoul dropped to all fours and crystalized the top part of his ukaku, the part that made his hood. A most unique ability that Xeno is sure only belongs to him and he's damn proud of it. He fired twin shotgun-like blasts of ukaku like blasts. When Jirou completed his turn to face Xeno again to see his results only to be met with a chest full of spikes. The impact sent him flying back into the arms of Michi, who – as well as the other ghouls – looked on in horror.

"Jirou!" Souta shouted.

In another black blur, Xeno flashed in front of Souta and swiped his claw at him. Souta was barely able to register what happened and a triple set of gashes across formed on his chest, staining his clothes as he stumbled back. Xeno brought his bloodied claws over his mouth and a few drops of blood dripped down fingers and down the inner jaws. He shivered in pleasure, something Akira found somewhat revolting. He dropped his hand, a solid and psychotic grin spread itself on his face. He dropped to all fours once again, hissing softly and hungrily. His second set of jaws came out and shifted his head side to side. The tongue hovering above the ground, dripping saliva. The action was meant to be terrifying, and Souta was frozen in fear.

Devil Tail however was able to keep his wits about him, run over and deliver a nice solid drop kick to the middle of Xeno's abdomen. The monster-like ghoul let a sharp pain filled screech as it flew and hit the nearby wall, denting it. It fell to the ground in a heap before it quickly rose back up in a battle ready position with supernatural grace and speed. Michi crystalized here ukaku and launched an endless hail of spikes at him. The Ghoul folded his wings like a shield in front of him, the ukaku spikes bouncing off them harmlessly.

Devil Tail took the time given to him by Michi and shouted. "Listen! You need to get out of here! Aogiri can't lose you!"

Without a second thought at the sacrifice his team mates were giving him, Souta nodded and ran back to the wall where Akira sat. He scaled it using his blades to help him up. In short order, he disappeared over the edge of the roof. Xeno saw this without a care. It didn't matter really if one got away, there was three more to feed upon after this was over. He swung one of his rinkakus around and lunged it at Michi. She swiftly jumped to the side, avoiding the strike and landing beside Devil Tail. Xeno folded his wings behind him as he crouched, swaying side to side, the tails writhing like snakes, as he waited patiently for the ghouls in front him.

Devil Tail glanced up where Souta had climbed onto the roof, and scoffed. "Asshole. Barely gave it a thought."

Michi laughed sardonically. "What did you expect? A touching, tear jerker fairy tail moment?"

"Something."

"Not that it matters." Michi said. "So, ready to die, Hiroto?"

The bikaku ghouls gestured for her to go first. "After you. You know. Ladies first."

She glared at him, the effect slightly ruined by the mask. She replied in sarcastic mannerism. "Thanks."

Xeno stood up, finally glad that the ghouls were done with their conversation and had entered a battle ready stance. He was slightly crouched, claws held out on either side of him, he still swayed side to side. Michi fired a short burst at Xeno, who bound of the ground and over the spikes. The larger forewing crystalized into massive sword sized spikes, and he pulled a few out with both hands, throwing them at the two remaining Gas Masks. They jumped in opposite directions, as Xeno hit the ground again in a three limb crouch, his wings reverting to their original form. Deciding to divert his attention to the girl, the hind wings crystallized and he fired a hail of rapid fire at Michi who continued to keep dashing to the side.

Taking the advantage of Xeno's diverted attention, Hiroto came behind the monstrous ghoul and attempted to stab Xeno. Unfortunately, Hiroto didn't have the advantage he thought as Xeno expected such an attack. It is basic hunter pack tactics. However, the attack was a little quicker than anticipated, forcing the movie monster ghoul to use his Flash ability to spin around the lunge before thrusting his claws straight through Hiroto chest. The Bikaku ghoul coughed up blood. Michi froze in her tracks and watched on in horror as Xeno slowly opened his mouth, the inner jaws flexing in anticipation of the kill.

Hiroto raised his hand, gave Xeno the middle finger, and choked out. "Fuck…"

Xeno cut him off, as he bored a hole in the head of the bikaku ghoul with his inner jaw. The jaws retracted, the Ghoul closed his mouth and Akira was the sickly sound of him swallowing.

"Bastard!" Michi howled in rage, firing a swarm a spikes at Xeno.

The Ghoul was too caught up in the pleasure from the taste of the flesh he had just devoured, to notice.

The words left her mouth before she realized it. "Look out!"

Coming back to his senses, Xeno took a quick glance at Akira, then behind him before diving to one side, throwing Hiroto's body in the opposite direction to make the third law of physics work for him. As well executed the maneuver was, it only managed to help him avoid most of the spikes and he was sent spinning as a small group was pierced his shoulder. He felt to ground in a heap, a growl of pain escaping him. This time he didn't shoot back up, this time he stayed on the ground clutching at his wounded shoulder.

Akira's eyes widened in surprise at her actions. 'Why did I help him?'

"So, you can bleed." Michi stated, gloatingly.

Xeno replied with an angry hiss.

Michi snorted in derision, shaking her head. "Well, since I'm gonna die." She stated as she turned towards Akira. "Might as well get the job done."

Without any additional warning, the female ghoul sent a burst of RC spikes at Akira with full intent to kill. As the spikes flew towards her, she closed her eyes waiting for the end to her life.

'Save her.' Ordered the British boy within Xeno's mind, with his usual cold voice.

'Why?' Xeno responded.

'Save her.' They boy said again, a hint of desperation in her voice.

Xeno disagreed. 'We've done all we can and besides, she's an investigator. Who cares?'

'I do. Now, save her!' The boy demanded, forcing his will on Xeno. Desperation filling his voice.

Surprised by the sudden take over, Xeno couldn't resist and he was forced to use the remainder of Flash. Blurring from his position on the ground, Xeno threw himself in front of Akira and took the brunt of the ranged attack full on the chest. Xeno coughed up blood, as more splashed out of his wounds. Akira heard the rushed footsteps and disgusting sound of blood splattering on the ground and opened her eyes. She watched as Xeno stumbled to the side before falling to the ground, and blood started pooling from his wounds around stared in surprise and confusion at the monstrous ghoul. She couldn't believe it. The Ghoul saved her but why?

"W-why?" She stuttered.

'You fucking idiot.' Xeno swore mentally as his consciousness faded.

"Holy shit!" Michi exclaimed, laughing triumphantly. "Did I just kill the Xeno? That's got to be like a three rank promotion. Maybe even be one of the One-eyed King's right hand people. Now, all I gotta do is-"

Xeno brought one of his tails around and buried it in her chest between her breasts. "You talk too much, can't you see I'm trying heal?" His physical voice matched that of his mental one, except it had a growling under tone to it, brought on by his form.

He let her body fall of his rinkaku as he sat up. Akira stared in shock as the smaller ukaku spikes was pushed out of his body and fell to the ground, the wounds closing behind them. The larger ones refused to do the same and Xeno chose to deal with them later. He stood up and walked over Akira, crouching down in front of her. She watched him with wary eyes, wondering what he might do with her. Xeno stared back, which unsettled the girl as she couldn't see his eyes. A patch yellowing chiton on his hand warned him that his time in control and time he had to help Akira was running out.

Akira opened her mouth to ask the multitude of questions she had, but Xeno reached up and ripped out one of the ukaku spikes. The question that was forming on her lips was replaced a quiet cry of pain. Xeno quickly tore one of the nearby trench coats and started bandaging the wound. Akira noticed that it was practiced, but sloppy. Like he treated many similar wounds, maybe his own, but he hasn't received any official training. He repeated the process with the other shoulder wound. Once again, he was rough with the treatment, same with her stomach wound. During this she noticed several spots on his black chitinous skin were turning a sickly yellow and brittle.

When she was completely patched up, Xeno dropped his hands and saw his condition. 'Fuck. I hope your happy. Here we are, ready to bleed out and we gonna run out of RC cells. Dumbass.'

'Worth it.' The younger voice stated returned to it's cold demeanor.

Akira pulled her pants up, shoving away the horrid thoughts of the intrusive caresses and kneeled in front of Xeno. "Why? Why save me?"

Hanging on to the last bits of strength he had the Ghoul answered. "Damned if I knew. Thought it was because rape is against my views on hunting."

The yellowing continued to spread to the rest of his chitin, and Xeno started to fall over.

Akira caught him by the shoulders and held him steady. "What's happening to you?"

"Times up." He mumbled out tiredly. He looked at her and Akira somehow knew he was boring into her eyes with his own. Despite his tired states he stated with a lethal seriousness. "If you have… any sort… of honor. You will… help my… other… self. "

Akira shook her head, confused. "What does that mean?"

Too late though, as the yellowed and brittle chitin started to flake off his body. His legs broke off at the ankles revealing pale feet and a pair of black antennae like bikaku unfolded from the legs, breaking off more chitin. Something writhed beneath the arms before a pair Koukakus that were the length of his arms and ended in bladed digits, colored black, same as the bikakus. The carapace on his head fell off and shattered on the ground, revealing shoulder length, unkempt, black that did not seem to have highlights. His eye color was unintelligible as kakugans were covering them. It was also clear that he was not Japanese, but British. All in all revealing a naked preteen boy, who was covered head to toe in scars.

The boy looked at Akira, a blank expression on his face, the four types of kagunes dissolving behind him. He said, "Help me."

Akira didn't know how to respond as the boy fell over, unconscious, onto her lap. She realized what type of a ghoul lay on her lap. A chimera kakuja of all four types. She's pretty sure that something like this has never been recorded before. Her training and instincts told her she should kill him, he could become really dangerous if given the time to grow, especially that speed burst thing. She gently wrapped her hands in what she hoped to be a good neck snapping position. She needed to do this but something tingled in the back of her mind told her that this was wrong. He saved her life, twice technically. Once when he stopped them from raping her and second when Michi sent those spikes her way and she was gonna repay him by killing him. Steeling her nerves, she shifted her grip and prepared to kill him.

'This way it'll be painless.' She thought somberly.

Before she could she remembered what Xeno said.

"If you have… any sort… of honor. You will… help my… other… self."

Gritting her teeth in frustration, and tried to snap his neck but found she couldn't. She did have honor and knew this wasn't honorable.

She laid his head back down on her lap and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "I don't know of you can hear me but I promise… I will keep you safe. I promise."

So for the record.

Original version: 7 pages in word at size fourteen font, with 3007 words.

New version: 14 pages in word, same font size, at 5708 words.

Now that's a win in my book.

Now, due to the most recent removal of code geass, I need ocs both major and minor. I'll throw what I need/slash want in ocs on my profile, soon.

Here's the revision to the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. Now I'm asking, no, begging you. Please review. I almost don't care what it says. It could a one word thing, like 'Awesome' and I'd be happy. I'm also don't mind hate reviews either cause it tells me what I'm doing wrong.

Till next time.