Anger
What a human emotion to feel
It burned at his insides like a bonfire, blazing brightly as it burnt away at his heart and soul. Even now he could feel his false heartbeat going at insane speeds that would have a normal human heart collapsing under the stress
Kansen weren't human though so all Y/N felt was the rage of a thousand dying suns at the fact Sirens had managed to infiltrate civilisation without anyone noticing! Now, he could accept the fact the Sirens had advanced illusion-capable technology, but he couldn't accept the fact no one recognised a bunch of random women showing up in the capital during the time of war with no backstory
Y/N's grip on the handle of his katana tightened, the material of his glove twisting under his immense strength even as the weapon remained unaffected, made as it was by those best at their craft
"I want the entire city searched! Every house, business and factory will be searched till we find every last one of these bitches! Am I clear?"
Y/N ground his teeth silently in the corner as whoever it was gave commands that Y/N knew wouldn't work, for the simple fact these men didn't know how to deal with Sirens correctly. Even the humans from his timeline had struggled long and hard before admitting to the fact that Kansen were better suited for these types of tasks
Sirens weren't human, and treating them with human precautions didn't work. Their powers twisted the laws of reality to their will and the humans thought they could be caught and chained? Preposterous
Unfortunately, his hands were tied on a different matter
In the other hand, the one not currently trying to reduce his favourite weapon to atoms was a folder handed to him by someone in this timelines version of the Sicherheitsdienst. The folder was a light red, not pink but close to it, with the word Vertraulich printed across the front in neat black ink
He had already gone over the contents and what he found wasn't the most heartening
The first topic addressed was the Siren he had captured. As he had already known, the humans hadn't been able to get anything out of her, their tools of interrogation doing nothing against her steel skin and her code making psychological torture useless
The file detailed all they had tried, but everything was the same. The torture technique struck out with a blood-red line symbolising its ineffectiveness alongside pictures of the destroyed tools they had attempted to use against the Lurker
This had Y/N contemplating if he should head over himself, and take the matters into his own hands. He had never been one to torture others, that job going to some of his more... unstable brethren, but he knew a trick or two from the conversations he held with them
Sirens were about as human as Kansen themselves were, physically at least, so he knew the Lurker's body inside and out... he also got that information from ripping her kind to shreds in the glory days of their never-ending war
However, the second and third documents kept him from acting
The second was something he hated to see. Images of sinking ships, smoking ports and a whole other amount of lost lives printed in black and white, unable to capture the true horror of what was being captured
He recognised some of the burn marks that the cameras barely captured and recognised the pattern that was carved across wood and steel. He remembered seeing these same things near the later days of the war when glory ran dry and horror settled in
Gauss Flayers
Weapons the Sirens rarely utilised unless they were trying to cause as much damage as possible. Weapons that reduced a man to atoms, ripping them apart molecule by molecule until all that was left was dust and soot
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The Siren Slayer
FanfictionA ship from a timeline long since destroyed, brought back by his worst foes for their own gains. Their move was calculated, but dam were they bad at maths