Cloudbusting

The Raiden Shogun

Kujou Sara's authority swept over the cold interrogation room, leaving it as if it were wrapped in layers of frozen liquids. Andrei sat in the freezing room, but his shaking hands didn't quiver from the cold. Her gaze impaled him with cold bitterness. They had barely met, but Andrei knew it in his blood that Kujou Sara despised him. Would he perhaps be executed, or experimented on? Perhaps harvested for his body parts? Ew... he probably shouldn't have thought of that. Andrei could hear Itto yelling pounding on the wooden doors from the outside, far away from where Andrei was currently; while the muffled yelling of guards attempting to hold him back was also apparent. The guards in here, however, had made him fold his legs awkwardly over a small circular seat across from Sara, similar to the ones in Granny Oni's house. Sara, her cold gaze never leaving Andrei's, slides a thin stack of papers towards him... wait, no. They were photos of his pod.

"You're not from around here, are you." Sara says, her words quick and blunt. Her eyes narrow as Andrei's eyes scan the photos, frail hands quivering as he spreads out the photos. They'd been all through his supplies, equipment, everything. Dear god did he hope they knew he wasn't a threat.

"N-no." Andrei stammers. They went through his stuff. His stuff. Did they hate him? Kujou Sara definitely did.

"We figured as much." Is all she says. "Outlanders... especially of... 'your kind'. Are not welcome in this world." Oh, she was definitely going to kill him. No doubt about it.

"However..." Oh? Andrei quite liked however. "It is only fair that your fate is decided by the all-powerful judgement of the Raiden Shogun." Never mind. However was bad. So long, onigiri, lavender melons and obnoxiously sweet gang bosses. He let out an audible gulp as the guards formed a stiff row in front of the doors of the building Andrei was inside of.

It didn't take Andrei a second to notice the presence of the Raiden Shogun. You could tell she was about to walk in even before she entered the room, even though she was completely, eerily silent. Her long dark braid and the electric aura around her swept across the room like an oncoming cyclone when the doors opened for her. This... this was the god of thunder and lighting and eternity and everything more. Her cold gaze settled on Andrei, her cold expressionless glare filling the man with pure and utter dread. This was what it meant to be executed by the hands of a god. Andrei wanted to run, to shout, to scream... but he couldn't do it, even if he tried.

"You. Are a contradiction. The enemy of Eternity." She says simply. Her words electrify the room. Andrei's heart pounded in his chest as he struggled to control his shaking hands and shallow breaths. If he'd picked the 'flight' response out of the options given, he would have dashed away in an instant, no matter how many times he'd have to pick himself up. But he didn't. Was that the sound of pounding on the doors, or was it thunder?

A bright light emerges from the god. The light from her chest illuminates the room as a long, menacing sword is pulled from her chest. A pure, raw bolt of thunder, yet beaten and polished to a perfect, flawless blade.

The blade is held high above her mighty head as she draws closer and closer, every step creating sparks among the straw floors. She was going to strike, killing him in a single blow. She now stood before him, the room flowing with the restless wind of the storm that was the Raiden Shogun. Here, she would deliver her final punishment. The sword lowers, slowly enough that it's as agonizing as possible. Perhaps he'd die of a heart attack right before the Shogun even touched him with the blade of lightning. The metallic taste of blood melted in his mouth as he bit his tongue, Andrei's eyes full of dread. More muffled pounding. Kujou Sara stand behind the shogun. Far behind her. Death raised just above his head. Raised again, then lowered to strike. The final blow was about to hit him. He squeezes his eyes shut.