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𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟙𝟛 - 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏

As you turned around, the face that was looking back at you was one of familiarity, but none of fond memories. Shion. He laughed hysterically, the gun pointed at your head as you furrowed your eyebrows and your expression turned blank, the annoyance clearly visible in your face. „How did you get here?" You scowled at him, still not taking the aim off Hanma, though.

Should I scream? Is Sanzu going to find me if I do?

„Sweetcheeks - there are a few entrances to this building, and your friends only checked the back one.", he laughed. Your eyes twitched, looking back to Hanma, and switching back to Shion, contemplating whether you should shoot one of them, or even just distract them by shooting somewhere else and escape.

I don't know how many bullets are loaded... How should I do it... FUCK.

You were now cornered - In the back, you got Shion aiming the gun at you, and in the front there was Hanma, without a gun, but holding both of the guys captive still. You went through every possibility to get out safely, not yell for the others and figure out how to get them free on your own, but your only conclusion was... taking the risk of dying yourself.

I need to do it.

NOW.

Shion took a step towards you, and that was your call. You took two big steps backwards, never breaking Hanma's gaze, noticing his questioning expression as you inched closer to Shion in the back. Faster than they both could comprehend, you leaped forward, towards the two chairs, you took a run-up, moving your legs faster, faster and faster, only to crouch down, and slide between the chair and Hanma. Your face grimaced at the feeling of your knees getting scraped open by the dirty concrete floor as you slid behind them and rolled over to get on your feet again.

You were panting, your gun pointed at Hanma's back again, now you were behind Takemichi and Kazutora, while the other two were still figuring out what was happening, but Shion caught up and took the first step to run towards you. With swift movements he made it only a few feet before you took the chance of Hanma still standing there, baffled.

*SHOT*

*SHOT*

Yes. I did it.

You glanced over to the other chair, and you closed one eye again, aiming and then shooting again.

*SHOT*

*SHOT*

The very second your last shot hit the rope that was tied around the legs of the chair, you could only feel a sharp pain shooting through your head, making you jolt back, holding your temple. You lifted your hand, seeing blood already as you touched the hurt spot, and as your eyes panned over, your gaze met with Shion's. He was panting, his chest heaving up and down as he now wrapped his hand around your throat with a manic grin, licking his lips.

Fuck Fuck Fuck I need to yell for the others...

You could barely see Takemichi and Kazutora running to get out of the room, because of your blurry vision, trying to catch a breath with Shion's hand around your neck, but Kazutora got caught again by Hanma. His fist hit Kazutora's jaw and through the sound of you choking, you could hear a loud crack as he dropped to the floor and Hanma slammed his leg against his chest, again and again and again. Your lashes fluttered, trying to stay conscious, trying to break Shion's grip, or getting the gun that was kicked away out of your reach.

While Hanma was still getting on with Kazutora, Takemichi fell over, stumbling back out of the room and crawling out the hallway, a thought came to your mind. It worked once, and it will work again, even if it's only a distraction and not really painful. Your legs hurt, and were bruised, scraped open and bloody, but you still had to try.

With the last possible drop of your strength, you yielded your leg up at Shion's crotch, while he was crouching above you, holding you down, and you hit his balls with full force. A loud scream of agony escaped him, as he slumped down and dropped to your side, finally letting you breathe again, you were coughing, panting, trying to get air into your lungs, but at the same time shoving him off you, kicking him over and over, crawling over to your gun in the distance.

Through your half lidded eyes and almost fading consciousness you were focused solely on the gun on the ground, and as you felt the cold metal under your fingertips, relief washed over you, grabbing it, reloading and getting back on your wobbly knees. You closed one eye, aiming at Hanma still kicking and hitting Kazutora on the floor, while he was already curled up, likely badly injured or already dying.

So you did the only thing that could save you, Kazutora and Takemichi, who was now catching his breath, crying outside in the hallway.

„HAAAANMAAA!!!", you screamed - no growled, at the top of your lungs, your hoarse voice as loud it could have been in this state, but it made Hanma look up at you, and he let go of Kazutora finally, who was already spitting up blood. Shion got a hold of himself at your back and now you were kneeling on the floor between the two, gun in your hand and trying to figure out who to shoot first. Both of them were looking down at you, Hanma sneering, and you could feel the barrel of Shion's gun at the back of your head, cold metal against your bloody hair.

I fucking hope Sanzu heard me.

As soon as you finished your thought, Hanma's legs gave in from some kind of force that hit him, and he fell forward, puzzled, but you couldn't even notice his whole expression fast enough, because someone grabbed your waist and threw you back against the wall, out of range for Shion's gun. You coughed, blinked, trying to figure out what happened, when you made out Takemichi's figure in front of you, shielding you from Shion's sight, so he couldn't shoot you. But you now had no gun, so you couldn't shoot him either.

You could barely breathe, but Takemichi didn't look any better, as you both heard a voice in the darkness of the hallway. An empty, dead voice, cutting the otherwise silent room.

„You called?"

All of the eyes were now set on the person stepping out of the darkness, into the pale moonlit room, his white hair swaying with every step. Takemichi's eyes widened, Shion tensed up, as you finally gave into the pain and pressed your eyes shut.