Crimson Infinity

Existence

“As unbelievable as it may seem, this proves to be what managed to subdue the group of terrorists who attacked Inazuka Mall the other day. The video was uploaded online just last night by an unknown source, and it matches the way we found the suspects. However, the one who uploaded the video censored the face of our vigilante, so we won’t be able to identify them until one of us actually sees the person.” The chief of the police spoke from the podium, with the entire force present in the meeting. An unsettled look adorned his aged features. He could feel sweat forming from his graying brown hair, and though they were obscured from view by his glasses, his hazel eyes were shifting in disbelief. There were murmurs being spread throughout the auditorium, and it was evident that those in attendance were having a hard time believing what they saw.

 “The only data we could gather from the video is the fact that our vigilante is a female, probably in her late teens to her early twenties.” The chief took a sip from the water bottle situated on the left side of the podium, opposite the microphone. “We’re not too sure just what her motives are, however, I implore everyone to be vigilant should they spot our ‘superhero’. I’m tasking you all with apprehending her so we can question her on where she got her powers, but do not even approach her in small groups. You’ve all seen what she’s capable of.” Sounds of agreement were heard throughout the auditorium. A hand shot up from the back of the room. “Yes, Kazuya.”

 "Chief, we’ve seen what she did; she was clearly helping the hostages. So why are we treating her like she’s a common criminal?” Other officers sounded their agreement to their colleague’s sentiments.

 “Even if what she is doing is just, vigilantism is still a crime, and a crime has its punishments. However, it may also be possible that we can perhaps come into some formal agreement with her, which is why I want her brought in for questioning.” With the chief’s answer, Kazuya sat down. The auditorium was still filled with murmurs from the rest of the force, which prompted the officer to clear his throat. “Any other questions?”

 “I have a question, chief.” A new voice called out by the entrance of the auditorium. There, leaning by the doorframe, was a dubious looking man clad in a black long coat. Beneath the coat, a suit was visible; his red chin length hair matched the color of the tie’s blood red hue. The sound of the heels on his shoes echoed throughout the auditorium as he began walking, stopping when he was standing right by the chief. “Let’s say you do find this vigilante of yours, just how exactly do you plan on bringing her back to the station? You saw very clearly what she’s capable of.”

 “Excuse me, but, who are you?” The chief took a step back and turned to face the new comer. There was a soft grin on his face, but the peculiar thing was that his eyes were closed. The chief figured that, from a glance, the man was as normal as he was; however, he found the man’s eyes (or lack thereof) rather perplexing.

 “I work for a specialized branch of the government, you see. The video that had leaked last night greatly interested my superiors, and as a result, I was sent here to investigate.” The man answered. “Ah, but where are my manners?” He chuckled. “My name is Kira Asuhara, it’s a pleasure to meet you, chief.”

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“Morning, guys.” Shoko walked into the class with a cheerful look on her face. She scanned the room for her friend’s seat and upon finding him talking to his friends, proceeded to walk over. From what she could make out, they seemed to be huddled over something.

 “Yo, Yuki!” She greeted him with a smile. Her friend, however, was less than pleased. He seemed to have an irritated look on his face, and before she could ask why, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the desk. There, on his phone, was a video of her fight from the other day.