(Scene: A large city.. sector 3)
A massive new city stretches across the horizon. Stone buildings stacked tightly together, Far larger and denser then anything in sector 4. Smoke curls from tall chimneys, stone pathways between rows of houses. Horse-drawn carriages roll along the streets. People move everywhere.. merchants, families, performers. And.. music. Festival music. Bright banners stretch between buildings. Lanterns hand above the streets. Food stands being assembled as smoke rises from grills preparing for the day. Performers test instruments, dancers rehearse their steps. A festival.
(Scene: Gates of sector 4)
Kai, Gajo, and Aris walk toward the massive gate separating sectors. The iron walls tower overhead.. Beside the gate- A horse! A carriage tied behind it. Rangako waits beside the quiet animal. Kai raises a hand "Rangakooo!" Rangako side eyes Kai immediately. Aris blinks "Who's this..?" Gajo: "A subordinate of mine." Rangako sighs as Gajo approaches. Gajo: "Good work getting this horse, Rangako." he pauses.. then awkwardly smirks "You don't mind riding.. right?" Rangako freezes "SENSEIIII" Gajo throws his hands up "I KNOW I KNOW! I ALWAYS MAKE YOU DO THE HARD STUFF YADDA YADDA!" He exhales a bit.. "Please..?" Rangako rolls her eyes "Yeah yeah." She climbs up and mounts the horse. Kai, Aris and Gajo hop into the carriage behind her. Aris crosses his arms. "Where the hell did you get a horse in sector 4..?" Gajo leans back "Its from sector 3." Aris nods slowly.. Kai leans forward eagerly "What's this festival thing you were talking about?" Gajo raises a finger, as the carriage begins moving.
The horse takes off. The wheels roll across the road, sector 4 slowly disappears behind them. Gajo speaks as the journey continues "You see.. unlike sectors 4 through 7.. Sectors 1 through 3 have government aid Military police walking. No big brawls on the roads like here." Kai jolts up "Huh!? then how the hell will i show bastards respect!?" Aris glances at him like an idiot. Gajo lifts his finger "Unt, unt. Let me finish." he carriage moves along a dirt road. "You see.. them being governed actually doesn't make anything better at all." Hidden fighting arenas "In sector 3, gangs formed to avoid the Mps." Men fighting in cages, Money exchanging hands. "Underground fighting rings.. crime groups. Its just in our nature." Riots, weapons clashing. "Ever since japan collapsed and turned into the seven great sectors.." More violence. "Battle became the only way some people know how to live." The carriage bumps over a small rock with a thud.. "Putting them under law does no help." Kai scratches the back of his head.. But Gajo continues "The Gangs even organized a whole city festival. Thats what i meant before." Kai nods, catching on. "mm.." Then he grins. "Sounds like i have some thugs to beat up!" Gajo chuckles. Aris: "You didn't even let him finish." Gajo nods "A Festival to keep the MPs off their trail. And secretly move people through the city. The People hate the emperor so much.. that they'll protest the MPs any way they can. so the people just believe that. It causes total chaos. The Mps are almost all corrupt too, most just join the chaos. during the festival.. the rules leave once again." Kai smirks. Gajo: "This is not sector 4.. you can not be reckless here."
(scene: Sector 3..)
The sun hangs high above sector 3. Crowds still preparing the festival. Smoke drifts from cooking booths. Two men step out of a stand.. both dressed in Military police uniform. They toss their cigarette butts aside. The first man- Brown hair sticking from under his cap, sharp black eyes, tan suit. Name: Armin. Beside him, with a hunched posture, long white hair falling to his shoulders, black suit, eyes wild. Name: Katsuki. They stop at the corner of the street.. Looking toward the festival. Armin clicks his tongue "Tch." he spits on the ground. "They always wanna celebrate these gangs." Behind him.. Katsuki giggles quietly.. Almost manic. "No matter." He lifts a photograph. A mugshot of a shirtless man. Scuffed cyan hair, bandage on his cheek, blue eyes blazing with anger. Katsuki grins harder "The festival should surely lure out my pray!"
(scene: Forest of sector 3)
Smoke drifts upward through trees.. A massive crater sits in the dirt. Inside the crater, a large man lies unconscious. Body broken, blood leaking. Defeated. Nearby, Five figures sit casually atop a rock. Saki- messy pink hair, glasses pushes slightly down his nose. "Tch. Pathetic." Diane- Dark skin, goggles over her eyes, collar covering her face. Rock- Brown hair streaked on both sides, white gloves covering his hands. Miate- Long green hair, wearing a deer skull on her head.. pink streaks under her eyes She bursts into laughter "He really beat him!!" Uritabe- Pale skin, Glowing green eyes, black paint streaks under them. He slowly turns to her. All five wear the same white robes.. A black circular crest on their backs. rock cracks his knuckles "Well.. we know what that means." The scene pulls back.. Revealing the sixth figure. Standing above the crater.. The man holding a giant sword. Scuffed cyan hair, scar on his cheek. Eight-pack exposed beneath his open white uniform. Blue eyes burning, Its the man from the photo earlier, Jogo Kenshin. He swings is massive sword over his shoulder, smirking arrogantly. "YOU ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!" He points the blade downward. "I Just murdered this old punk. Which makes me your leader now." Miate stares blankly "Got to his head quick.." Diane shrugs "He's right through." Kenshin slams his sword tip into the ground.. "From this point on.. This group is called Shichiga! our only goal.. TAKE OVER SECTOR 3!" He spreads his arms dramatically. Miate smirks " 'Seven fangs', hm? I like it." Uritabe sighs "This is all so annoying." Saki stands from the rock "Well, guess we have no choice.. Kenshin is our leader." Kenshin turns "Lets go, weaklings!" He walks away without another word.. The others glance at each other for a moment.. then follow, leaving their defeated former leader behind.