First Panel opens to a single student in his desk staring out of the window at the fiery orange afternoon sky with a seemingly Pensive look on his face.Narration: My name is Takeshi Shiitake. High School Junior Second Seat, Class A.
Takeshi turns back toward the teacher still not really paying attention.
Narration: And by my Graduation from High School I'm destined to die.
Narration:
3 Day's Earlier walking through the School HallsNarration: It started out like any other day. Nothing much going on.
Takeshi hunched his shoulders as he heard the murmurs and whispers floating around.
Narration: It was the usual gossip obsessed idiots trying to figure out my "story" is all.
Voice 1: "I heard he's never spoken a word out loud!"
Voice 2: "I heard he made a kid run crying just by looking at him."
Voice 3: "I heard he could lift a truck with his bare hands!"
Voice 1: I heard that if you look him in the eye he'll steal your soul!
Takeshi turns to where most of the murmurs were coming from with a frown and the hall immediately quieted.
Takeshi:
Those idiots must know I can hear them. They can't whisper right for their lives.Narration: Then everything changed....Again....
Suddenly there was a crash. Turning to see the comotion Takeshi spotted a delinquent in a leather jacket with an arrogant sneer. He was holding the front of another students shirt in his fist, and the scrawny clearly weaker student shook in his grasp.
Delinquent: "Hey mouse! You just bumped into me! I think you owe me an apology..."
Student: "B-but...I-I, I already s-said s-s-sorry!"
Takeshi began to make his way toward the exchange. People gasped and cleared the way for him but the Delinquent remained oblivious as the student only freaked out more.
Delinquent: "That's not enough. I still feel insulted....I know! Why don't you kiss my boots as an apology"
The Delinquent would point to his black combat boots as Takeshi got closer with him still unaware.
Student: "P-Please.... -whimpers and shakes more-
Delinquent: "Begging won't.....Hey get your hands off me!"
Takeshi reaches the Delinquent and places a hand on his shoulder and having had his back to him the Delinquent shoves him before turning to the hulking frame of Takeshi looming over him. The Delinquent pales visibly.
Delinquent: "Oh...ummm it's you...uh...buddy -gulps- He he he"
Delinquent edges away wile the student takes the chance and runs off.
Delinquent: "I hadn't seen you there you know and-"
Narration: Admirably it was a stupid thing for me to do.
Takeshi brings his fist down on top of the Delinquents head once with a hard THUMP and the Delinquent immediately falls unconscious.
For a second there was complete silence and then everyone screamed and yelled like idiots rushing to different classes and hiding spaces.
Narration: *sigh* I just never Learn do I . This is the seventh time. I've already been kicked from three Schools because of this.
Takeshi:
Oh boy it happened again...Then a student almost as tall as Takeshi but not as big wearing a Kendo Kimono with a Student Council Badge on it appears looking around practically sniffing Takeshi out.
Frantically looking for his own hiding space Takeshi runs in the opposite direction of the Kimono wearing guy and hides in a storage closet not already occupied by another student hiding from him.
Narration: That guy tin the Kimono..... He's the Kendo Club Captain and Student Council President.
Narration: His name is Gai Shogo. Guy is an honor code valiant type that thinks he can save stray delinquents....namely myself.
Takeshi sighs rubbing his hands together and shivering a bit having realized it was cold in the storage closet.
Narration: Like everyone else at this school he heard about all my track record. Probably not anything to clear since personal records were off record to students, but....You never know....
Takeshi: *sighs* "Isn't this just great! *cough* It's been a while since I heard myself speak."
Takeshi stands and puts a hand onto the wall hanging his head.
Takeshi: "That's right for some reason people are intimidated by my voice."
Side Note (meaning a note on outside edge of panel): Has a Deep and seemingly threatening voice.
Takeshi turns against the wall then slumps down.
Takeshi: "Why does this always happen? How can I ever relax and be lazy if I'm continuously moving and dealing with idiots coming back for "revenge" Ahhh!"
Takeshi looks to the side Tsking at himself
Takeshi: "And now that Council boy will never let me be! Just my luck!"
Takeshi crosses his arms over his knees.
Takeshi: "I really need to stop being so curious...but that guy pushing me like that. Hmph. If he'd just run away like the others.....Do I have anger management issues?"
Takeshi closes his eyes. Suddenly there's a flash of bright light and when he opens his eye's he's no longer in the storage closet. Instead he's in a wide open space that looked like the stereotype for Heaven with nothing but blue space and clouds. That is, Until he heard a voice clear it's throat impatiently and he turned around.
Takeshi: "Well this isn't strange at all."
Before Takeshi was a gathering of thrones in a U shape with a recliner in the middle. In these chairs sat a bunch of different copies of him only in different sizes, shapes and all wearing different things. After counting there were Eight of them counting the man in the recliner too. Speaking of which the man in the recliner obviously seemed to be in charge. It was obvious even to Takeshi everyone else there looked at him in almost reverence. The Man looked almost just like his father. A bigger and far as muscle build more refined version of himself as well as more matured looking. However the person to speak was the man beside him. A slimmer but still impressively muscled Takeshi with a Mustache beard, slicked back hair, and a very old school military outfit, although from what Era and what Origin it was hard to place. His throne was all cameo with five gold stars across the front.Narration: Then this happened. Go Figure.
Militia Takeshi: "My name is Takeshi Toron. And this is the Elder Council. We are your most accomplished and powerful ancestors who were deemed worthy to become elders. You come from a long line of Mercenaries with special powers called Kur?do."
Toron points to the man in the recliner.
Toron: "This is the grand elder Takeshi Iwata. He was the first head of the family. I told you who I am and I was the 32nd Head of the family and the second seat of this council."
Toron points to the two beside him to the right naming them as he goes then turns toward the left to the beginning of the U and does the same with them until everyone is named.
(This will take up a panel for each named)
Toron: "And this is Takeshi Soto, 2nd Family Head Third and third seat. Takeshi Naboi 115th Family Head and Fourth Seat, Takeshi Naop 10th Family Head and Fifth Seat, Takeshi Naomi she's 50th Family Head and sixth seat, Takeshi Makina she's 3rd family head and Seventh Seat, and finally Takeshi Armstrong 326th family head and Eig-"
Takeshi: Dad!?!
Takeshi stood shocked as he looked to the person on the left-hand side of the grand elder both of which seemed to stare at him. His father with regret and...shame? and the grand elder with curiosity.
Narration: He turned his head away! Why does he look at me with such shame?
Grand Elder: "Now that introductions are out of the way..."
The grand elder stood and bowed to him.
Grand Elder: "Takeshi Shiitake it's a pleasure to finally meet! Quite the odd one arriving two years late....and in quite a bold outfit!"
Takeshi:
Bold?Looking down at himself Takeshi only just realized he wore nothing besides a thin drape that just covered his modesty. He'd been standing naked in front of his ancestors and hadn't even realized it....
To Be Continued.....