The year? 1986. The state of Japan? Ruin. In the years leading up 1986 delinquency has only been on a steady rise. Many people simply chalked it up to merely be teenage rebellion, and that it would all fade in the matter of a few months. But after the creation of mass gangs throughout Japan, those who doubted this as a problem began to take it a bit more seriously. The police were left to solve the problem of rising delinquency. Within a short amount of time, juvies in every region of Japan began to fill quickly and there was no sign of its pace slowing. The more delinquents locked up, the more that appeared on the streets. It was apparent that the impending doom of juvie didn't scare any of them. So the Police Departments of Japan decided to hire someone who could handle them, permanently.

Amidst the bustling city of Shinjuku, Tokyo, the lingering sound of a similar siren rang throughout its streets. Tokyo, the center of all crimes and gang activity, calls for the police's assistance was a daily occurrence especially here. A squad-car raced down the road leaving a blazing trial of flames in its wake.

" Mr. Nakamura, do you have any clue why we've been called to the ghetto's of Shinjuku? " A young man questioned his supervisor that was accompanying him on the call. " Well kid, with the expansion of delinquency through Japan, there have been multiple gangs popping up within Tokyo, " the old man responded, " The main one being the Jūsan Fam, a rapidly expanding gang with growing influence over Tokyo. There have been reports of robberies, muggings, theft, and much more all leading back to them. " Mr. Nakamura said, giving the rookie a short rundown on what was happening. This information provoked a deep gulp from the rookie, but it wasn't a large surprise that they were called due to gang violence. He had heard about the Jūsan Fam, they were known for spearheading the noticeable uprising in criminality within Japan.

The tires of the car screeched to a halt as the vehicle had come to a stop. A large abandoned building loomed in front of them. It is known by the locals of the area as an infamous hideout for the Jūsan Fam.

" This is it, kid. Since it's your first time in the field, you should stay behind me, " Mr. Nakamura gave some advice to the rookie, it wasn't rare for cops to get hospitalized on their first call. " Even though they're kids, they won't hesitate to harm you. " The weight of Nakamura's words left chills running down the rookie's spine. " YES SIR!! OSSSUU!!! " The rookie screamed out with determination, though he was scared of what might happen to him, he was ready to push through it at any cost.

" Youth, ever so energetic. '' Nakamura said with a slight hint of jealousy having lost the energy of youth so many years ago. Now all he had was back problems.

Nakamura led his partner into the building, ever so gently opening the rusted door. A loud screeching sound rang throughout the building, bouncing off of the seemingly endless walls of the maze-like hallways. Though their presence was likely known, Nakamura showed no sign of being intimidated. While on the other hand the rookie, Satoshi quivered as he held onto his baton ready to draw it at any slight noise. Suddenly a distinct rustling sound came from one of the abandoned office rooms, which sat parallel to another room on the other side of the hallway.

" THEIR IN THERE!!! DIE!!! " Satoshi screamed out in fear as if he was a little girl. Unleashing his baton, he chucked it inside of the room in an attempt to take out the gangsters inside of it.

" Damnit kid! You're making too much noi- " Before Nakamura could finish warning the young rookie, a sound of movement came from behind them.

" A diversion rather than facing us head on, expected from a couple of gangsters. " Nakamura dwelled in his thoughts, only for a moment before two people emerged from the room on the other side of the hallway. One on his right and the other on his left. They both lunged at the old man preparing to hit him with two devastating blows to his back. Nakamura's eyes slowly began to close, much to the worry of Satoshi. The rookie closed his eyes as his teeth grinded together. He readied for Mr. Nakamura to be taken out, but that never came. CRACK!

The sound of bone shattering was the only hint of noise that followed this series of events. In reality Nakamura had quickly reacted to the delinquent on his left, he swung his bent arm backward. As his elbow smashed against the gangster's face, taking him out near instantaneously. Though there was little momentum behind the blow, it was enough to completely destroy every bone in his nose.

That was one down, even so the assault wasn't over. The second gangster paused in reaction to his friend being taken out in less than a second. His jaw dropped at the sight of his friend being sent flying back into the room that they had just come out of.

" Yo-You're a….MONSTER!!! " The only words that the gangster was able to spit out were those of complete fear. Though his insult was only met by a grim expression from the old man. " Hm? I'm just your average old man. '' Nakamura turned to the gangster to respond, before it was all over.

The old man sent a sharp kick to the man's neck. There were no flaws in his form, no extra movements, no time wasted, nothing. But that wasn't the most impressive thing about it. The sheer speed at which he moved, it was as if his attacks were INVISIBLE. The gangsters' neck concaved around Nakamura's foot, causing it to collapse and break immediately. A crimson red liquid dripped from his mouth creating a steady red stream of blood. This one attack sent the boy to the ground, he was unconscious. '' So this is the Pure Fighting of Superintendent General CHIZAKI NAKAMURA. "

Satoshi was left in awe by the raw power showcased by his superior. This caused him to reflect on his memories of the stories told by his peers. Even in the police academy many people regarded the old man as nothing more than a myth. It was said that he spent the last 30 years of his life traveling the world mastering every type of Martial Art in order to create the pinnacle of fighting styles, Pure Fighting. By the time he signed up to become a police officer he was already in his late 50's. But that didn't stop him from being promoted to the rank of Superintendent General within a few months. He's a living legend.

" That was awesome! You hit him with an elbow, then slept him with a kick to the neck! " Satoshi complimented the skill of his superior while trying to imitate the moves that he had performed. It was like a kid trying to replicate the skills of his favorite superhero. Nakamura could only laugh at the lively young man.

But his joyous laughter was cut short by the sound of clapping. It came from the end of the hallway that the two were traveling down, and it only got louder and louder as the seconds passed. From the shadows emerged the silhouette of a man. As he stepped into the spotlight his appearance became more clear. He was a young man, probably in his 20's. He sported an open crimson dress shirt revealing his chest, his shirt matched with black dress pants. On his chest were the tattoo's of the Yakuza, it was clear that this guy wasn't anyone to play around with. His black hair hung over his eyes as it was parted down the middle, rather stylish in this era. He wore a smile on his face as his eyes were solely focused on Nakamura rather than Satoshi.

" Hello Gentlemen, I am- " Before the man could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Nakamura.

" Atsuo Yoshikawa, the Leader of Jūsan Fam. Yeah we know all about you. I, Chizaki Nakamura, I am placing you under arrest for the countless illegal actions committed by those affiliated with you and the gang you command. " Nakamura spoke with a serious tone. His personality constantly switched from a light hearted old man to the Superintendent of the Shinjuku Police Department, it was easy to tell which one he had now.

" COOL! You mean the one and only Chizaki Nakamura knows little ol' me? While I'm joyous to meet the strongest police officer in Japan, I'm afraid I won't be going with you. " Atsuo giggled as he saw Nakamura as only an irritation. He was the strongest Gang Leader in all of the Kanto Region, there was no way some washed up geezer was going to take him down. Nakamura let out a long sigh as he checked the time on his watch. As he did so, Atsuo lowered his body. His arms hung lifelessly though ready to attack at any moment, it was the stance of his own fighting style. Nakamura looked back up at Atsuo, who had now begun to smile and giggle like a lunatic.

" Just watch Satoshi. Watch me get rid of all of this....POLLUTION. "