[Azriel]

Chapter 19 New Reaper Generation
Death got out to the car though and began to think. If a new Reaper Project was going on he had to stop it but Lil Evil was too emotional now that he thought Nicholai was involved. "Sorry mein freund." Kyle came around the corner of the car as Death injected the sedative into his neck. "I have to do this alone." He put Evil on the bench in front of the hospital and goes inside to tell Angie goodbye. She still doesn't move or show that she understands that she is alive. Suddenly a doctor appears and ask for him. "I'm Tobias. How can I help you Dr.?"
"I'm sorry to have to inform you of this but Angela's heart isn't going to heal. We have done everything we can but if she doesn't get a transplant she's as good as dead."
"Thanks Dr. I have to go for a while. Keep a close eye on her please."
"You got it." With that Death pulls on his suit jacket over his royal blue dress shirt with silk black tie. He gets to the Impala and sits at the wheel thinking for a while.
"I need info on Savior. Perhaps if I can get back into The Crow's Nest." Five hours later as the clock flips over to midnight Death is on the roof tring to open the skylight without triggering the alarm. He succeeds with minimal effort and lowers into the new CEO's office. Scanning carefully he finally sees the list of employees. Savior's name was there and gazing closer Death sees another Reaper. "Johnny Moto. I thought he was still living in Japan. Hmmmm. Guess I'll pay him a visit. Let's see. Ah he lives here. Perfect." He opens the door silently and descends the stairs so quietly that a ghost wouldn't have known he was there. Moto's room was in the basement. The knock on the door was like thunder and Moto could be heard fumbling around inside.
"What the fuck do you want? Huh? Stupid jerks waking me up at three in the dang morning." Death didn't wait for more. The door explodes inward as his foot slams into it. "Death, long time no see. How ya been?" Suddenly a dagger comes flying from nowhere and slams hilt first into Death's head. Stars explode in front of his eyes and he travels back to his and Moto's first meeting.
Death is thirteen. Time for a fight to the death against another Reaper. This was customary to the program. He stands in line waiting for the directors to throw him to the wolves. Figuratively not literally. Although with Project Reaper perhaps literal wolves would have been easier. The kid in front of him is of Japanese ethnic background. He is short but quick. They talk for a while and the kid ask what he is called. "Death. That's my name."
"I'm Namtih. Pleased to meet you. Hope we don't fight." After that he didn't speak and three minutes later little Namtih was thrown in the ring with a boy of considerable size. The fight begins and at first he is thrown around a lot but suddenly Namtih gets hold of a small blade and within seconds the big boy is gutted in front of them all. His time is just under five minutes. Then its Death's turn. He is pitted against a boy his own size. Death sidesteps five insaned swipes then on the sixth kicks the wrist. Instinct makes his opponent let go. Diving furiously he grabs the sword and chucks it hard. It plunges into the other boy's head.
"Hey, time to wake up. I'm not through with you yet. I'll give you thirty seconds as a headstart. No more. No less. Go." Death jumps up and begins to sprint up the stairs but as soon as he is out of sight he draws the .45s and turns around. Moto is there two seconds later with dual .9mms.
"Yeah I figured your thirty seconds was more like three. I need a few questions answered. First is Nicholai Lacey a victim of another Reaper program?"
"That boy is of no importance to you. But yes."
"Second where is Virus?"
"Your sister is here. In the attic. Guarded by yet another Reaper. Do you remember Shinobi? Very good with knives."
"Finally answers. Oh Moto just so you know. I'm still better." Two shots echo. The first being Death's shot to Moto's stomach. The second being Moto's shot fired out of pain and reflex but it slams into the wall missing Death completely. He holsters his gun and heads upstairs silently. Thank god for silencers he thinks as the attic gets closer and closer. As he stands outside the door he decides that if possible he was going to make this quick. He pulls the door open and sees Virus in the middle of the room with both legs chained to the floor. On the far wall is one large chair. It holds in it a man of equal height to Death but of a slender build. Two red lasers seem to emerge from his fingers. Looking down Death sees one on his chest and one on the neck. "Whoa. How about dying with dignity?"
"Finally someone who values combat as much as I."
"Hold it. Just one request."
"Yes?"
"Can I put one song on the CD player?"
"Go for it." Death walks over and pulls out a CD. It is of course his Mozart collection. He waits for it to come on and puts the machine on track 7. Seconds later Ave Maria fills the tiny room. No ready to fight Death throws both guns aside and grabs a kitana off the wall.