Bloodshed (Skk)

10- only one can live

(Sora)

Here I was, about to fight a mafia boss to the fucking death. I grabbed a gun and fired a few shots, purposefully missing each one. He was put on the defense.

I used x-ray vision to navigate any weak points on his body, but to no avail. He had none, meaning I had to create one. Right on his head. The mission was to get information about the mafia, and after that, kill the boss. But I guess I could settle for stage two to be first. He had no weapons, and the room was too small for any fighting type ability. It was a battle I was bound to win quickly and easily. "Hey, Mori. You were a pretty lousy boss. Let's just hope that your replacement will be better, if you have one, that is. If you leave now, I might just let you go, if you stay, I will kill you within the blink of an eye." He chose to stay, refusing to back down and put the port mafia in danger. I let out a small chuckle and pointed a gun to his head. The moment of sadness that crossed his face was amusing.

It quickly changed into a face of annoyance. "Where the fuck is that useless Dazai, he is meant to help me. He is completely useless, and always will be. Unlike Chuuya. Just kill me already, and take your hat with you." I couldn't give a shit what he said. He tossed my hat over and I aimed the gun before pulling the trigger without hesitation. He dropped to the floor and blood painted the walls.  I shot him another two times to make sure that he would not get back up, and shoved the body in a large case, I was going to simply say that he was assassinated in his sleep, and that the killer escaped before anyone could see who it was.

The task was easier than I thought, I told Dazai about it and he closed the door in my face directly after. Wether he is sad or not, that isn't my problem. My only problem is getting more information. I have to move up the ranks, become an executive. I will not get any information if I'm a pawn inside of their army. I'm just as useless as a turd laying on the ground right now, I should be showing off, showing them that I'm not weak. Show them that I'm strong. That way, I will get more information, and I will be more valuable to the port mafia. That's my plan.

All that I have to do after that is hang around until information is mine. The problem is, I'm no more than a soldier in their army. They send us on missions rarely and in groups that are no less than twenty. They barely pay attention to our battle, we are just pawns on the battlefield, that can easily be discarded and forgotten about.

Dazai and Chuuya are my way out. They are executives. They hold power in this mafia. If I earn their full trust, I can get info out of them both, and become an executive with them.

(Dazai)

This is it. Mori's life has ended. I have become the new boss. What do I do now? What will the agency think of me? Why did Mori think I have the power to be the boss? I'm going to be the cause of our fall. I'm going to- "stop worrying. You can get through it. I could see it written on your face, and I think that you will be the reason the port mafia will become a better place. We can do it together, Mori did say that you will be a great help. Even you said it yourself. You will be a great leader!" Chuuya said as he sat down next to me.

My head was in my hands as I curled up on my bed. I was just a crying mess. "Do you really think I can help us, Chuuya?" I have doubt in myself. I can't do it.

"I believe in you, Dazai. I will be with you every step of the way. Hey, now that you are the boss, can you make me head of the army? Its a really cool job in the mafia. I was always jealous of you." He said. His words cheered me up. Knowing that someone will help. It made me happy.

After around a day, I sorted most things out to do with everyone's role. I put Sora in charge of making sure nobody will betray us, and Chuuya in charge of the army. I made the army have a more important role, making sure that they were happy in their place, just to ensure there would be no reason for them to betray us. I decided to give Sora me and Chuuya's old mini apartment, while me and Chuuya lived together in a larger one. However, with a dead boss, the mafia was after revenge. We became more vicious. More brutal and violent.

If there was any mission that would be too difficult for any of our subordinates, then the mission would go to double black. Akutagawa has not been very active recently. He said he felt sick.

After two week, many people had gotten used to me being their boss, but we were getting more violent by the day. I wouldn't  mind it until it started to draw in the agency's attention. This wasn't good. But a few more words of assurance from Chuuya helped me. We can get through this, together.

(Atsushi)

"Dazai is WHAT?!" I shouted in a quizzical tone. I wasn't sure that what I just heard Kunikida correctly. Dazai is the new port mafia boss?!?

"You heard me. He is most likely their new boss after the previous bosses assassination. Dazai is officially our rival. You guys can no longer say you are friends with him. He is your worst enemy from now on. Basically,  just dont go near him." Kunikida said. My heart dropped at those words. How can I just say that he is my worst enemy and feel nothing? It was like telling someone to forget all about the person that raised them. It would be impossible!

"Atsushi. Your job isn't to be friends with him. It is to kill him." At this, it was not only me that looked saddened, but almost everyone here was, too. Although Dazai was not much of a worker, he was a good friend to us and tried his hardest in any mission that involved combat.

In other words, he was a good co-worker if you think about it.

(Chuuya)

Paperwork sucks. I have a mission after I do this aswell! Being an executive sucks! All of this work is boring. Why did I even ask to be head of our army? All that it did was double my work. I'm in the mafia for crying out loud, I'm meant to be a vicious killer that shows absolutely no mercy. Not just a person that hates work because of the stacks of paperwork.

In other words, I just really hate work. Nobody helps out.