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Akutagawa

Chuuya Nakahara and I were heading to where he traced his phonecall.

A declaration of war.

We left late at night, leaving Yoko asleep back at the Port Mafia. I didn't need her following us or complicating our plans.

The cold wind was different than it usually was. The coolness normally relaxed your mind, whereas now it felt like a looming ravenous hunger hanging above us.

"Do you think they're gifted? That would make this a bit messy." Chuuya muttered to himself.

"Even if they are, we're prepared." I stated. My protectiveness over Yoko cured all nerves. Nothing could scare me with her on the line.

As we approached the building, it wasn't fear we felt but intimidation. It had to have stood hundreds of floors high.

"Do you think they purposely made it so we could trace the number? If it's a trap..."

"If it's a trap we kill them. It's that simple. No matter how big they are, how many there are, we wont let a single person stand a threat to us ever again!"

Chuuya glanced at me out of the corner of his eye with a amused smirk.

"Aye aye, captain."

~*~

Empty. Abandoned. Vacant. There wasn't a single soul inside that building. So we figured, maybe there was a bomb planted. Perhaps they were going to take the massive structure down with us.

But nothing happened.

We scouted the entire place. Each room of every floor. Nothing was left unseen. But there was nothing but the windows in the walls.

I seethed with rage. This was our only lead on the people hunting Yoko down, and it made us seem like fools. I detested it. But as I reached the only place left unchecked, I found a small letter taped to the door of the roof.

Dear Port Mafia,
It's foolish to leave your loved ones unattended... enjoy the rest of your day!