Soukoku~(oneshots)

[Partners in Crime] Part Two

     Coughing, Akutagawa walked in the center of the room.  Dust was kicked up in the air as he walked on the old stone.

     Dazai swore under his breath and rolled his eyes. 

I know sure as hell that he wasn't called here.  Why did he come...

     The ten soldiers pointed their guns up at the man, but they shouldn't have done that.  Akutagawa instantly shot Roshōmom from the ground, and pierced all the men in the chest.

     Gurgling was heard as blood was brought to their mouth.  It came dripping down their chin, and eventually down their neck.  The soldiers were in the air and being held by the black fabric.

     Suddenly, Akutagawa pulled it from the men, blood staining his ability.  The other side's men fell to the ground in agony, slowly bleeding out as their vital organs were stabbed.

     Chuuya walked over the the people and shot them, either in the head or chest based on their injury.  As Dazai had said earlier, there was no point in making them suffer when there was no way to bring them back to life.

     Dazai glared at Akutagawa, who looked back at Dazai.
     He scowled.

     "You're lucky I came quickly, you two would have been overpowered."
Akutagawa had the right intentions.

     "We had it under control."
Dazai made his way over to the pale man.

     "Dazai just leave it be... we have to find the other member and get out of here."
Chuuya said as he stepped over puddles of blood.
     "This place gives me the creeps."

     Dazai didn't respond to the shorter boy, but he knew that he was right.  He walked straight by Akutagawa and headed for the the doors in the back of the room... he hadn't noticed them before.

     He was reaching for the handle of one pair of doors before a sound came from the wooden ladder that was attached to the trapdoor... the one that Akutagawa had come from.

Two men appeared. Except one quite literally appeared from no where.

Chuuya gasped as the man the reappeared right behind him, holding a knife to his throat.
"Teleportation?!"
The knife slid across Chuuyas throat, making bright red blood run down his neck as he squirmed to get out of his grasp.

Dazai ran and jumped at the man, but soon teleported again before he could reach him.

Akutagawa looked at the other man. A dim light flowed around his hands, followed by bright flames.

These two were the leaders of the small group headquartered in the church, and their goal was to take down the Port Mafia.

They were outnumbered by one person, but they didn't seem to mind.

Dazai remembered about what the boss had said. More specifically, what the boss had said about how they could have gifts.

It seems like they followed Akutagawa here... he blew our cover. We could have just taken back our member and left, but now we have to do more than what was expected of us.

Dazai always hated how Akutagawa had to be in some sort of bloodshed. It seemed like the black haired male always needed some sort of fight going on.

The man with the fire ability charged at Akutagawa.

"Roshōmon!"
A black fabric came out of the blood stained wall behind the other, taller man with long blonde hair. He spun around, and scorched the black fabric until it was burnt and crisp.