Red Dice

Rashomon.

nothing had made sense at all sense the moment he had met the brunette from the cafe to the people he was now currently sitting Infront of.

"were not sure we are aware of what you are talking about" the man with the book said with a stern voice your math teacher would have before handing out exam results. 

"don't play stupid with me. I know exactly why you guys were here the moment the train was set off you knew he would be here Dazai had already told me everything you were going to do! RASHOMON!" the voice had came from the smoke caught Atsushi's attention he had enough energy to turn to see a male about 5'8 with a long black coat and black hair with white tips he had the look of no emotion in his eyes and what appeared out of his back were long strands of black that glowed red. it was something Atsushi could only be amazed by. it clearly seemed he was not on the side of the rest of the three. were these the abilities that Dazai had talked about? and was the Dazai that the male had mentioned the same one? there was no way this could be a coincident 

so it was his fault this train blew up. 

"AHHHHHH" Atsushi started screaming putting his head on his head. gaining much attention from the others in the station. "WHY IS IT ALWAYS MY FAULT WHY DO I CAUSE THESE THINGS!" Atsushi screamed out covering his face in horror. this all happened because of him and the words that were spat in his face from the orphanage were running through his head.

everyone was quite confused on his sudden outburst. and it made the room silent to showcase the cries of agony coming from the male. "I don't see what Dazai wants with a pathetic scum like you" the emo looking male retorted before looking back at the group. "standby and I will spare your life's I don't have time to bother with Fukazawa's rats. I will take the weretiger and i will not only spare your life but I won't harm anyone on the way out that isn't in my way." 

Atsushi stopped rethinking the words there wasn't any weretiger in the room. and he clearly didn't want any of the members so it couldn't be there names. no one else but him was in that station that was alive. why was he being called a weretiger. does he to know about Atsushi's life?

he was popular with the wrong group of people. 

quickly the fight became with strands of black going through the air at the speed of light towards the group. the blonde was able to break them while the other ones seemed to be struggling a little bit more. this gave him the chance to make a run for it. 

Atsushi lifted himself off the ground glancing at the male who was controlling the strands he didn't seem to be having any sort of problem his face looked calmed and he didn't move a muscle it didn't seem like any effort was put in. like the other people were giving it their all. 

*This is the power of the port mafia..*

(out of story: anything with * * is him thinking it. or a characters who's perspective is getting the main focus just to clear things up.)

he had pulled himself up using a in perfect conditioned  bench and slowly made his way past the fighting  finding his way seeing the exit sign barely visible in the smoke he had a small chance of hope and another chance to life. 

He had finally made it after every step his leg barely useable he finally saw the door.  just when he had pulled himself up the stairs to the top the floor something had wrapped around his waist tightening him and just with that the exit sign disappeared again in smoke as he was forcefully dragged back down and was raised just enough not to be able to touch the ground. "you aren't that much of a fool to think your disappearance wouldn't go unnoticed? or are you really that dense."

Atsushi went limp in the grasp of the strand he didn't have enough energy to fight whatever it was holding him hostage and he knew any wrong move could possible be the last. "I didn't get to prove..." and with that everything blacked out for Atsushi. 

(switching pov's to Akutagawa i think you guys  know who he is)

(an half hour before the train accident.)

Akutagawa was sitting outside the cafe leaning against the wall out of sight from the window. inside was his former mentor trying to get ahold of a new member. it pissed him off that Dazai was already trying to find a new subordinate he hasn't even acknowledged Akutagawa as worthy. So was this Dazai giving up on him? 

it couldn't be Dazai doesn't mentor people for a reason. it pissed him off even more. this weretiger didn't even look like anything than a regular homeless person he had ragged clothes and was found under the bridge. he was the only thing Dazai had paid attention to for the past month leaving Akutagawa without training lessons and missions with Dazai to show his strength. he had killed over hundreds for that man but still it wasn't enough. he could take out most every member of the detective agency without lifting a finger but it was not enough to be acknowledged maybe this was Dazai's sick way of keeping control. in that case he was very much winning. 

His ability was Rashomon.  

Rashōmon enables to freely manipulate the shape and properties of his clothing. Akutagawa usually transforms his black coat into sharp blades that can easily slash off limbs or into a dragon-like beast which is said to consume anything, even space itself. This allows Akutagawa to create an impenetrable shield that can block incoming attacks, such as gunfire and punches, since the space that they would normally have to cross to reach Akutagawa has been consumed. However, its space-rupturing capabilities needs time to activate, so taking advantage of this can give the enemy a window of opportunity to attack.

Rashōmon can also be used to increase Akutagawa's mobility, such as elevating himself into the air or using his coat like a grappling hook to propel himself to otherwise unreachable locations. Akutagawa can also freely pull himself out from his overcoat to free himself when faced in a dangerous situation.

It is also capable of digging and slicing the ground so it can be used for stealth purposes, can serve as a foothold for attacks, can be used as a tool to restrain someone, using the ability's fabric as a cast to set his broken bone, or basically a tool to slice other things such as a fire extinguisher as a defense.

to be continued

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