my story

•     Well, I’m not sure where to begin. My name is Kazuki, although most of my peers call me The Wolf. It’s corny, I know. I was born here in LA, in the heart of it all. My father was a local Japanese boxing legend who served in Vietnam, and my mother was a Chinese national who immigrated here before working as an ER nurse. Both of them died in a car accident not long after I was born, leaving me in the care of the local Catholic orphanage. The nuns did their best to manage a kid as unruly as I was, but in the end, they couldn't stop me from escaping and wandering the streets. I looked pathetic living in the alleyways of Chinatown and eating out of dumpsters, but I was a well-behaved vagrant. I only caused trouble for the bad folks in the community and I never took advantage of good people, especially those who knew my parents. Much to the chagrin of the police and crooks who roamed the streets with us, I came to rule the streets of Chinatown with other kids just like me. I miss those times. The summer before I turned 18, things rapidly changed, I became a man, and a certain event in my life got rid of everything I had built up. No friends, no family, and no future. After getting the ultimatum of a lifetime, I enlisted in the Army, where I served in the 82nd Airborne. Me and 14,000 other dumb recruits dropped into the Persian Gulf, where we distinguished ourselves with acts of valor; or so they told us after the war ended. My time in the military is not something I’ll discuss online, let alone with people I don’t even know, but I don’t regret it. Anyways, after fighting a short one-sided war, I came back home and I joined the police as part of the ultimatum I made years earlier. I spent a few years in a patrol car, arresting thieves, rapists, and neighborhood drug dealers. Eventually my talent was recognized by the powers that be and I made detective, with an entire division dedicated solely to what I specialize in. I work with the abnormal, and if you believe me; the paranormal as well. I was born for this job, and I doubt there’s anyone out there who can do it better than me. “Why?”, you may ask. Well, I am simply different from your average donut eating, lazy, scum detective in ways I can’t explain. But, spend a little bit of time with me and maybe you’ll figure it out for yourself. I wouldn’t hold your breath for a meeting with me though. Because heaven knows, wherever I go, there’s always trouble.