Second Life

Victory

"It seems like he has crashed because of what you have said" Mukuro said. He explained that the unconscious child hadn't really slept in the past few days. Mukuro and his underlings had came to Japan to find the Vongola Tenth, and because Fuuta knew who was it, they've captured him and kept him captivated and was under Mukuro's mind control. Even so, the ranking child had refused to speak anything about Tsuna. It was quite impressive, really. But not as impressive as the unconscious teen in the other room beside's the one they're in.

Tsuna was angry. How could Mukuro do this to Fuuta. How could he do such thing to an innocent child. "Rokudo Mukuro!! What do you think people are?!!" He yelled. His anger only increased when he was answered with "They are toys" He rushed in, with the whip in hand, and ran towards Mukuro.

Mukuro, who stood up from his seat, and rushed towards Tsuna too with a long staff, and crossed path but Tsuna was the one who was hurt. Reborn noticed that when Mukuro attacked, his red eye with the number six changed to number 4 in kanji. That eye was glowing with Dying Will flame.

Mukuro bent down, took the trident and attached it to the staff. He turned towards the kneeling brunette and explained that flame he had saw is the Fourth Path, a combat skill that he had learnt from the Path of Asura, in another words, Transmigration through the Six Worlds(When people die, they are reborn as a demon, a hungry ghost, a beast, an asura, a human, or a deva) He had being through all six realms and had attained all six combat skill from the six underworlds

The number on his red eye changed again, this time, the First Path, The Path of Hell. The floor started to crumble beneath them all and if not for Reborn slapping him, Tsuna probably won't realize that it was all an illusion. He was terrified.

Suddenly, real poisonous snakes started falling out of nowhere, the Third Path, The Path of Beasts. Mukuro was pinning Reborn to help Tsuna but the cursed infant, the sun Arcobaleno wasn't fazed. Mukuro felt a murderous intent and had turned around just in time to deflect a flying tonfa. Dynamites were in the air as a certain bomber shouted for Tsuna to duck, snakes all killed and smoke surrounded him.

Once the smoke dispersed, he saw Gokudera and Hibari, both clinging onto each other by the entrance. They were both injured and tattered. He was relieved, really relieved when he saw them. "Did you understand now? I didn't raise only Tsuna" The said teen narrowed his eyes.

"I've paid you back now" Hibari said as he let go and pushed Gokudera off his shoulder, making the bomber to fell on the floor. He walked towards his other tonfa and grabbed it, ignoring the conversation between the rest. "Have you prepared yourself?" He said towards Mukuro. He's pissed alright. Yes, the pain was unbearable because of his broken bones, but he would not be beaten just by that. Not until he knows where was he.

The two immediately attacked each other, sound of metal crashing against each other resonated the whole place until Hibari came to a halt. His wound bled non-stop and dripped onto the ground. Mukuro's eye changed into the kanji one, and sakura flowers appeared, pink petals slowly floated down. The blue haired teen must have thought that he still has the Sakura-Kura disease, but he was so wrong. Hibari paused a while before rushing towards him and managed to hit him. Blood slowly trailed down from his lips.

He seriously weren't expecting it. Apparently, Gokudera had gotten the medicine for Hibari from Shamal. As he wasn't paying attention, Hibari hit him again for the final time. He flew back a few foot and the illusion disappeared. Black spots started to appear and Hibari blacked out. "Ryuuichi..."

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He had been drifting in and out of sleep for the past hours. He didn't have the energy to think at all. He felt so tired. Even more than previously. He briefly wondered whether they would even notice him. He certainly hope they do. He so did not wanted to stay in this dark, cold place any longer.