Second Chances {Bungo stray dogs OC fanfic}

15.The One Called 'M'

I had made a mistake. One that could possibly cost me and Sigma our lives.

"Oh! You scared?" The voice called out. "One little slip up gonna cost you ya lives. What a shame."
"Yamai..?"

I looked to Sigma who had a red spike stabbed through his hand, blood flowing off the end of his finger tips. Mitsubushi had his hand outstretched and when he flicked it back, the red spike fell into liquid and went back into the blood on the floor.

"This blood. It's mine to control. There was never any killer. It was always just us."

"Sigma you have that gun I gave you right?"
"Yeah?"
"Well now's the time to use it!"

I pulled out my gun and tried to fire it at the two people standing in front of us. There was Mitsubushi and a woman. She wore a black skintight shirt with no sleeves and slightly baggy black trousers. She had long, orange hair flowing over her shoulders and emerald green eyes.

The bullets stopped just short before clattering to the ground. She had her hand outstretched and infront of her looked like a yellow barrier, stopping anything from touching the two of them.

"Who are you?!" I demanded.
"Do you remember that note you got a while back? The one that led you to Uzi? The one that wrote the note. I'm that person."
"You're-?"
"'M'? Yep thats me!" She laughed.

I went to run at her, but she ran by me with a blade made from the same material as the shield. I felt a slash over my chest as I fell forward, blood quickly flowing out of a large wound crossing over my chest.

"Yama-" Sigma tried to call out to me, spinning around.
I let my eyes focus on him as I looked back up. I saw blood pouring from each corner of his mouth. His arms where shaking as he was gripping onto the blade that was stabbed through his stomach.

Just a few more seconds! He thought.

"It's a strong one you've picked up here Yamai! Shame though. Because he's not quite strong enough."

She smirked as she twisted the blade and pulled it out. As Sigma fell to the ground, she flicked her blade clean of blood. She stepped up to me and grabbed my chin pulling it up to look at her. I felt like I couldn't move.
"How about we finish you off then?"

She pulled the blade to underneath my chin. She stopped and pulled it away when we all heard laughter.
"My ability might be weak, but it depends on the way one uses it. I myself aren't as weak as you may think."

I looked down to see Sigma using a wall to help himself up.
"So that's your name huh? Makihita Osana."

She furrowed her eyebrows looking at him. I had no idea how he knew that and I felt like 'M' didn't either.

"Oh are you confused? That blade of yours was created by your ability right? Energy manipulation."
"I suppose. Why?"
"My ability allows me to find out whatever information I want as long as I make contact with the person. But abilities count too."
"Well! That is a pretty interesting ability, Sigma."

I aimed my gun at Makihita's back. I just lowered my hand onto the trigger when a similar shield flew up behind her back, deflecting the bullets.

I felt a sharp stabbing pain through my back as a spike of blood pierced through my chest. I fell forward onto the ground. Sigma tried to run to me but he was stopped by a slice of Makihita's blade.

Soon enough the two of us were lying unconscious on the ground.

"Yo!" A voice calling out from behind.
She held a phone up in one hand, "I don't know about you but what you're doing here looks pretty illegal if you ask me. It would be a shame if I were to call the cops and they pick you up to take you to jail now wouldn't it?"
"What do you want?"
"Just for you two to leave. Thats all. If not though..."

She held up her phone with the police's number dialled into her phone. Makihita smiled and walked past the girl shrugging.
"Well then! If its that simple then I'll be heading off then."

The girl smiled and turned around to look at me and Sigma. She crouched to next to Sigma and smiled.
"Oh my! Such a mess. Let's get you back shall we." She smiled dialling a different number into her phone and ringing it. "Hello? Is this the Armed Detective Agency?"