Previously:
Hearing the beeping sound from his phone that signals the call had been cut, the steely dark grey eyes belonging to a certain man narrowed as his held the phone in front of him. Pressing the 'end' button on his phone, he flipped his phone close and kept it in his coat pocket.
"No matter how powerful it may be, a pawn is just a pawn..." The man, who is known as Akutagawa, spoke up. Lifting his head, his dark grey eyes landed on a brown-haired male who was chained to a wall in front of him—Akutagawa—with shackles on both of his wrists with them held above his head.
"...What about you?" Akutagawa asked with a firm tone of voice, his steely grey orbs never wavering as they locked themselves on the brown-haired male's figure.
Standing up from his seat on the flight of stairs, he shoved his hands into his coat pockets. "Are you a pawn or the master?" He questioned monotonously, "Or are you a pawn who is waiting to be crushed?"
Not replying to his questions, the brown-haired male only stood there with his wrists bounded to the shackles that were chained to the pillar of wall behind him. The only thing which showed that he heard Akutagawa clearly, was the growing smirk plastering on his lips.
3rd Person's P.O.V
Walking down the dark unlit stairs to one of the torture areas which currently held a single person, the corner of his lips tugged upwards into a smirk. However, his smirk faltered and was immediately replaced with a scowl the moment he heard the male prisoner singing and humming a random song to himself while being so nonchalant about his situation.
"Tch." Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Akutagawa activated, Rashoumon, and sends it towards Dazai's neck, taking him by surprise. However, Akutagawa's Rashoumon which was strangling around his neck was cancelled a moment later and the shock look on Dazai's face was replaced with a smirk with darkened glazed over eyes.
Lifting the head lower, Dazai's smirk widened more as his eyes trained on Akutagawa. Rashoumon circled around said male, its red lightning sparking on a deep reddish coloured body before it went back to being a coat.
"Oh you were here?" Dazai taunted mockingly.
"I believe you know what manner of fate awaits those who are chained here." Akutagawa stated lowly, eyes glaring hard on Dazai's sharp ones.
"This brings back memories." Dazai smiled happily, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "I remember when you were a rookie."
Ignoring his words, Akutagawa took a few steps forward and stood closer in front of Dazai. "You have committed grave sins." Akutagawa declared bitterly, "You suddenly abandoned your mission, vanished, only to reappear as an enemy to the Port Mafia." Furrowing his eyebrows together, a frown plastered itself on his pale complexion face, "It's hard to believe, coming from a former executive."
"And from your former superior?" Dazai added on to Akutagawa's words, taunting said male even more. Hearing that, something snapped inside Akutagawa's mind. Gritting his teeth together, Akutagawa brought back his right fist and threw a punch at Dazai, hitting right on his cheek. His head snapped to the right due to the impact of the punch as a few specks of blood splattered on the already dirtied ground.
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A Second Chance
FanfictionDiscarded by her family and friends, having blood staining her two hands after killings, getting hunted down by the Port Mafia. What could be more worse for Tsukiyomi Akira in this world? Wandering around as she tries to run from those who comes aft...