Mato's Janitor

Discoveries

Deep inside a dark underground lair, somewhere under the face of the earth.

A tall white haired figure walked around a neatly made fountain oozing with dark water, bubbles popping continuously. Just a look from it could tell its burning or acidic features as vapor hanged above it endlessly.

The humanoid of a woman still stared down the water as if it could tell her things nobody else knew, her eyes reading the bubbles and waves as they appeared.

Behind her, a small snake dragged itself next to her, its bright dark orbs shining.

"Taikyoku" The snake-like being talked, hogging her attention. The woman slowly drifted her eyes away the water and to the snake, "Is that...?"

"It is, young Shikoku" She answered back, a frown adorning her face, "The drops of Hell never lie" A hand reached out to touch the water, submerging and then bringing out from it a small, pulsing red egg, "Another peach has taken a user..." She squashed the egg with little to no force, and then opened her palm to find the mini little red sword it kept hidden, bright and sharp, so sharp it left a bit of a cut on the ungodly woman's hand.

A growl.

She couldn't find the user with mind-wander. The waters told everything, but this wasn't even warned. Almost like a trick of fate. Why, now of all times, would a peach of this caliber choose some mere human? It made no sense, but the small sword in her hand let her know it was real.

Sigh

Things just got a little more complicated.

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Screeches, horror and calls of help. Ren had been busy eyeing documents next to an empty plate when she heard the first one, and it was all she needed, the voice clearly a familiar one.

Two chants and her eyes started scanning every single member of the headquarters, until finding the culprit. Yakumo Ezo, crying and screaming for help inside her bathroom. Dust was up and water was running wildly. Ren took a second to clear up the sight, and then-,

Gods.

Immediately she rose from her desk and ditched the door, flying out her office so fast that all the papers and books around fell or flew in chaos, even her window breaking in the process. The image she just witnessed kept her heart pounding hard.

Roku Denki, bleeding out inside a bath tub with a sword cleanly shoved into his chest, blood dripping down from the entry of the katana all the way down to his belly.

Heart clenching, gut wrenching. A gruesome scene, but she wouldn't succumb to the ringing of her ears. He needed help first questions second, and in a blink, Ren arrived at the top of the rooming quarter through the already opened window.

Nearing the entrance of the bathroom, the wind user finally noticed her commander in the flesh and her eyes lit up with anxious worry.

"Ren! Roku, I-, I don't know what happened, please help him! Someone help him!" Tears were running down her cheeks like waterfalls, her eyes frantically moving around everywhere desperately.

"Silence! Be quiet" Ren still held the situation under control, a pad in her hand already calling the health staff down to the emergency room, "You're going to listen to me, Yakumo Ezo" The purple haired woman nodded at the commander, looking at her straight in the eye. Both looked worried, but one was determined to get things done while the other cried in horror, "Take his hand, I will teleport the both of you and the tub to the emergency room, and you will receive the agents running there right now, am I understood!?" Yakumo nodded twice, immediately latching onto the unconscious man's hand that was hanging from the tub. It was almost pale and stained with fresh blood. Ren grimaced, whoever did this, Roku still tried fighting it back.