(P.S Technically part 7 bc there's a oneshot on AO3 that i don't want to risk being on Wattpad </33, link in comments if you wish to read it)
TITLE : Murder Music
A day that is enshrouded in overcast skies may seem desolate, chilly, or disheartening; yet, it can also provide a tranquil and serene atmosphere. A sky filled with grey clouds is deemed overcast, and despite the absence of radiant sunshine, it can still offer a fruitful opportunity for conducting business.
Dense grey clouds have enveloped the skies of Japan, casting a sombre hue over the cities. The distant rumbling of thunder accentuates the soundscape as heavy rain showers relentlessly drench individuals caught without an umbrella. As a result of the heavy rainfall, the ground had become thoroughly saturated, causing the once solid dirt to transform into a thick, sticky sludge. The viscous substance splashed onto a man's suit as he was forcefully thrown to the ground, leaving him covered in the mucky mess. Sobs wracked his system and his bones looked like they were rattling while he trembled in complete and total anguish. He was quick to throw himself onto his bruised and torn hands, head hung low.
"Please! I'll do anything! S-Say the word and I'll have it for you!" He whispered, attempting so desperately to silence his groans and sobs, but the moment he wheezed too loudly a steel-toed boot trusted upwards into his chin, sending him soaring onto his rear once more. His hand lay stationary on his cheek. The heavy footsteps come closer, a thick veiny hand grabbing at his expensive suit, pulling him closer. The two eyes locked with one another, one with pupils dilated from fear. He groaned as he landed on his arm after being let go.
"Very good job, Natsuki." A small groan rumbled out of his throat as he stepped away. More expensive shoes came into the beaten man's view. His body trembled when they grabbed at his shoulder and smiled at him. He watched helplessly as his fist raised, all he could do was prepare for the incoming pain that would rip through his system after a punch to his already broken nose.
"Why are you touching my client, Nigel?"
He watched as the man who was once about to kill him slowly drop his fist. His jaw shifted, cracking lightly. The man stood up, eyeing the two new figures. He sighed, taking his glasses off and getting out a handkerchief.
"Deal with them for me, will you?" He groaned, turning around. His gaze shifted to his glasses, cleaning the rain off with his handkerchief. He was one glass done when a high-pitched scream rang throughout the alleyway. He quickly put his glasses on, not caring about the slightly wet eye and he stared, just catching as his bodyguard ran towards the female bodyguard. His eyes widened as he watched the girl quickly spin before raising and extending her leg, sending a powerful kick with the back of her ankle into his ribs. He watched as his bodyguard tumbled over onto the floor, gasping and clutching his rip, trembling. He sighed.
"Fucking useless.." He muttered as he dropped his umbrella. He stared at the woman who glared back, arms separated, and legs in the form of a sideways lunge, her head tilted slightly down.
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^^^^^^^^^ Reference pose
"Stand down.." She stated as she flicked her lighter, setting her cigarette alight. She inhaled before exhaling thick smoke. "I'll handle him." He felt anger boiling inside of him as he watched her so casually put headphones in her ears before taking slow steps toward him.
"You underestimate me so much huh! Just because I have a bodyguard, doesn't mean I can't fight either!" Despite his claims, he stood nervous steps back as the girl stalked closer. Either he was delusional or it felt like a black panther was walking toward him, nothing but hunger and spite in its fierce yellow eyes.
Enid stared as the man tripped over a rock falling dead onto his ass where her boss's client once was before running off. She watched as he was mercilessly kicked, shoved, punched, cut and embarrassed for almost thirty minutes. By the time she was done, he lay on the floor with a lack of clothes, trembling. She put her phone down. Staring down at him.
"You ever dare pry on one of my clients again.." She raised her phone. "I will not hesitate to post and humiliate you for the whole of Japan to see. You'd lose your job. Most likely be rang dry of cash from not being able to find another one. Who knows what your own family will do to you.. Don't even worry about the other bosses." She leaned forward, toward his ear as she ever so delicately brushed a knife against his chin. "They'd kill you." His body went limp after she moved her knife a stood up. Her eyes started over his body, red and yellow littered his whole complexion. She raised his chin with her shoe. His teary and swollen eyes stared back but closed after the superior boss had spat on him, further showing how much internal disdain she had.The pig-tailed girl finally turned around, blood on her shirt but invisible on her black vest. Enid extended out the boss's previously taken-off jacket to her which she took. The two went on to get in a jet-black with tinted windows car and drove off, but Enid couldn't help the one question that lingered inside of her mind.
"Miss Addams." She watched in the mirror as the goth's eyes shifted into hers through the mirror. "If you don't mind me asking.. what music is it that you listen to? Specifically when dealing with thugs or mafia bosses?"
The boss sighed.
"I've known you since I was a child. Quit the formality, Enid." She nodded and it went silent.
A small mutter.
"Sorry, what was that, Miss Addams?"
"Wednesday."
"Sorry. Can you repeat what you said, Wends?" The seer sighed.
"It's easier to show you." She whispered before leaning forward, connecting her phone to the car via USB. Enid's eyes shifted back towards the road as she watched for the music to start. She was caught off as a beat immediately began. She couldn't resist the way her head started bopping to the music. It progressively got worse once the beat drop hit, and her face scrunched up in pure delight.
"Phonk is so badass, miss -"
"Wednesday."
"Wednesday. Knowing you listen to this is making you all the much cooler, Wends! I can imagine you beating up those bosses with this music in the background, so ehhhh-piccc!" She squealed. The Addams just hummed, keeping the playlist on for the whole ride. Wednesday just observed as the blonde was clearly dancing to the music in the front. She couldn't resist the small smirk that tugged at the corner of her lips. As she remembered Enid's words as kids as she thought to herself.
