Akutagawa
I thought I'd never reach the address. It brought me to a large home with a busted down gate in the front.
If that's not a blunt sign I don't know what is...
I rushed inside with Chuuya Nakahara behind me. Our men were positioned all around the property ready to strike when necessary.
The front door to the home was unlocked. Not surprising. Though what caught us off guard was what lied behind the door.
She had manipulated her branches to form some sort of bird cage, with Ethan Rivers inside. He had blood streaming from the corner of his mouth and an evil smirk.
Yoko held her gun in front of her and shot him in the leg.
"One for the sniper."
Again in the other leg.
"One for the smuggler."
A bullet to the shoulder.
"One for the liar."
Yet another to his opposite arm.
"One for the coward."
She knelt down to his height and held the gun to his head.
"One for the murderer." She muttered finger looming over the trigger. He laughed to himself whilst cringing in pain.
"You don't scare me Tawada."
Her face contorted with rage and annoyance before pulling the trigger. Instead of his body slumping to the floor like one does when dead, he stood to his feet and grabbed her shirt pulling her close.
"Rasho-"
"No!" Yoko hissed glaring at me. She turned her focus back to Ethan, mimicking his expression of amusement. The branches unrooted from the ground and faded into the air.
"And you called me a coward. Though my dear Tawada, I believe you have one bullet left. Use it wisely."
"You promised your men eternal life Rivers. I see you weren't bluffing after all." She sneered.
I reached behind me and Chuuya slipped a pistol into my hand.
If I miss, it'll hit Yoko. I have one chance at this.
"You're quite the sweettalker. Shall we get this over with?" He sighed letting go of her.
Pain hangs tightly on her. An iron facáde like a second skin. She hides her true emotions. Two words from her as she lifts the silver gun to her own head.
"I'm not." She mouths pulling the trigger one final time.
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Fanfiction"In this world, your actions define you." Thief. Murderer. Cheater. Liar. Criminal. Labels float above people's heads, lingering there for the rest of their lives. "So tell me, what's your definition?" <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> writt...
