Broken - Raekkuno oneshots

Mafia - Lil' sprout

"What did you do that for?" Sykkuno spoke through the pipe, "Toast?" 

"Where's Valkyrae? Did your partner abandon - "

"What did you do that for?"

"Look who has the guts to interrupt a Consigliere's sentence!" Toast laughed. It started off with a smirk, but gradually developed into a burst of everlasting laughter which was close to hysterical. 

A bullet cut this off. It darted right across the profile of Toast's face, leaving a fresh line of blood on his right cheek. 

"Why not actually coming out and fight like a man, Sykkuno?" His face darkened. 

And despite the shivering clutch Sykkuno felt on his hand, all he did was look back, smiled and climbed out. He took his time to dust off the moss on his suit before loading bullets into his pistol. 

The metallic figures were surprisingly cold, despite having been in his chest pocket for more than an hour. Click, click, click, click, click, click. One whole round, filled with six pearls, shining.

Sykkuno closed one eye. He gripped the familiar smooth surface of the grip, firmly, with one finger barely touching the trigger. Toast's head slowly entered the aim.

"3" 

"2"

"1"

Trigger pulled.

Instead of the usual thrust, what propelled him backwards was a sudden force landing on his hands. A second later a surge of pain rushed through his entire arm, alongside with a feeling of warm, thick liquid dripping down. 

Nothing came out from his pistol.

"Innocent little sprout," Toast laughed as his figure unhurriedly entered Sykkuno's peripheral again. His head blocked the light from the ceiling, looking down onto the body lying flat on the ground, "how else do you think I secure my spot of a Consigliere?"

"Moral of the story:" he continued, "Don't trust anyone from your own organisation. You never know when one suddenly decides to manipulate your weapons."

"I thought you said that it's a battle between men."

"Are we still living in the era of cowboys, my little sprout?" Toast hit Sykkuno's head with the back of his pistol.

They heard footsteps rushing from the other side of the building.

"Time for me to vanish. Goodbye lil' sprout." Toast refilled his pistol and aimed it right above Sykkuno's head.

Sykkuno didn't close his eyes. If he was to die at least he wanted to die like a man.

Boom.