I got you all figured out~ Shinkami

𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓻

Song:『Cold Cold Cold 』 · Artist:『Cαgє thє єlєphαnt』
ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ sᴏɴɢs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs.

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If you have a gun, you can rob a bank. But if you have a bank you can rob anyone.
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𝕹𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖗'𝖘 ᎮᎧᏉ:

A faint and slightly muffled groan echoed off the concrete walls of the police interrogation room. "Good your awake. The famous Siren correct?" A man in a large brown trench coat spoke out, never taking his eyes off the cream folder he held close to his face.

"You have killed a hundred twenty-nine people in the last seven years. Your signature is a landscape drawing of music notes that spell out Siren in the Victim's blood on a torn-out piece of notebook paper which you staple to their stomach. You also leave the reasons you killed them in a purple folder along with pictures to back up the evidence." After many moments of silence, the man finally stops reading the file by shutting it close with one hand. Realizing he was facing the wall instead of his suspect the man clears his throat and turns around.

There sat handcuffed and muzzled like an animal was a young teen with bright violet eyes that had far too dark eyebags under them for the male's age. To match with the bright eyes, wild lilac hair that looked unbrushed hung down into the teen's face effectively blocking out his left eye.

The teen looks around the room slowly scanning over every corner of the room looking for a way out. His memory was fuzzy and he didn't know where he was or how he got there. The last thing he remembers is talking to the others at the headquarters then everything goes black. His eyes land back on the older man but the only emotion the violet eyes held was flaming anger. All the teenager knew what that it was this man's fault that he was here.

The detective blinks in surprise at the reaction, he was not expecting such a harsh glare from the cuffed teen.

"Do you know why you are here?" The teenager doesn't respond while keeping the heavy glare.

"Others think you were at the wrong place at the wrong time but I think it's more than that." The man walked around behind the teen and pulled on the muzzle that kept the tired teen quiet. "Others say your innocent but I know it's not a coincidence that you were seen leaving the crime scene."

Hitoshi's blank memory finally comes back full force. He had just finished with the newest job when someone called the cops. He cleaned himself up and was walking away from the scene then everything went black.

"Do you know what villains are like boy?" Again the boy sits still not looking affected by the question in the less bit. The older male walks back to his previous spot across the table and turns around to look at the concrete wall opposite the lilac teen. He makes contact with the mirror and gives it a small nod.

"You see they act like normal humans. Some are social and sympathetic while others can be cold and distant, never thinking of others than themselves. Of course, they do share one or two traits such as balancing distorted reality, the lack of true empathy, and they tend to feel that they are above the rules of society." He looks back at the young man to see him clearly smiling underneath the muzzle.

He walks closer to the metal table and slams his hands flat down, making a loud noise with the action. "You think this is funny don't you?" The detective was about to say something else when the lights in the interrogation room started getting brighter until two of the bulbs explode while the rest turned off.

The investigator looks around to see the cause of the light malfunction. In the dark, he saw a figure step out of the wall.

"Who's there?!" The detective called outreaching to his pocket for his radio. Before he could grasp it his head was slammed into the side of the table and the person frisked him for keys.

Once the person takes the keys he hears metal sliding against metal and something cold around his wrists. Suddenly the backup generators kicked and he finds his hands in the cuffs instead of the now standing teen's wrists.

To the left of Hitoshi was another boy around the same age but was a head shorter. This new teen had yellow eyes and black hair with a prominent yellow lightning bolt on the side. He wore a black button-down shirt with the first three undone, a white vest, well-fitted black dress pants, and a purple choker that had a loop with a heart-shaped name tag hanging from it.

The black-haired teen stood behind Hitoshi and helped take off the mask that prevented him from talking with the stolen keys. Once it was off, the lilac teen popped his jaw, rubbing the sides of his face carefully to soothe the aching area and angry red lines. The yellow eyes sparked with electricity as they stared intensely at the older male.

The electric teen walked behind the cuffed adult and electrocuted the two cameras that hung from the ceiling. They creaked with the added power before turning off completely, erasing all recordings from the last fifteen minutes.

The black-haired teen walked back over to the other's side and whispered something into his ear. Hitoshi just nods and directs his attention to the adult. "Don't you just love it when a plan works out, Now how did you connect the dots to me?" Hitoshi answered the long-awaited question.

The older male looked at the two teens in fake courage and clenched his jaw closed.

"Darling make him talk."

"Gladly"

The black-haired teen walked over to the table, placing his hands onto the cold metal, and smiled happily almost putting the detective at ease. Suddenly the teen lets his electricity run through the conductor and into the other male. The investigator out a loud bone-chilling scream that fuels the teens with adrenaline. Just a sudden as it started the pain stops.

"How did you connect the dots to me?" The insomniac asked again sitting down in the same one he was in.

Forgetting the one rule he was told before he stepped into the room he answered. "I will never-" The man's eyes turn a light gray and his facial features turned blank. "Now answer my question."

Never answer the Sirens questions

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