The Seventh Case

Chapter 4

Kazuto roared in laughter as he twirled his twin katanas in perfect 360 degree circles. His schoolmates followed suit as they pulled out their own weapons which mainly constituted baseball bats, American footballs, stones and anything sharp.

Kazuto raised his right hand and everyone grew silent. Suguha kept shaking her head - pleading her beloved brother to stay away from the scenario which took place twelve years back.

"CRUSH THEM!!!", he roared and charged at them with his weapons spread out, and he seemed like an aeroplane of death rushing towards his victims.

In a flash, almost all of them started to spread their bullets. Their nerves however, had the better hold of them and almost half of the bullets spread randomly to the sky or the building. Kazuto's schoolmates hid behind the institution's walls to avoid the uncontrolled fire of bullets while yelling profanities randomly to get on the nerves of the perpetrators.

Kazuto ripped open a gaping hole in his first victim's stomach, and before the man could cough out the blood, he headbutted him with all his might, sending him a few feet back. Without wasting another second, Kazuto thrust his other katana into his throat, and retracted the two weapons cleanly, as the man's lifeless body dropped down to the ground with a conspicuous thud. Suguha could not bear to see the animalistic character of her brother take over and closed her eyes.

Blood splattered all around the school as Kazuto swung his twin weapons around his radius like a madman, deflecting bullets and cutting through skin. Howls, screeches and occasionally, the sound of bones cracking spread throughout the campus and a few minutes later - Kazuto stood blandly staring at sky, coated in blood for the umpteenth time. The sadistic grin on his face even through his friends into a frenzy as they were afraid he had lost his sanity.

"Blood, blood and more blood. Die, die, die again - keep dying", he growled maliciously as another wave of his insane phase clouded his eyes. Blood began to pour down his right eye, but it was almost impossible to differentiate his blood and the blood of those in the receiving end of his blows which had coated his angelic face, which however seemed like that of a shinigami at the moment.

"E...E...Everyone!! Just kill him, I beg of you!!", the leader pleaded, but it seemed to fall on deaf ears as everyone was glued to their spots like statues. Nobody had the dare to step up and face a walking demon.

The demon roared with such ferocity that even nearby birds flew away in shock. If it was not obvious enough, there was a hungry and sadistic beast behind his calm demeanor - one which lusted for war and blood.

"Asura", the leader whispered through his parched throat. Before he realised, he was the only man standing holding his life. A humongous pile of corpses was placed in front of his eyes, and the sickening pungent smell made him go dizzy.

He fought through his poor vision to observe the man sitting over the pile like a massive throne. Covering most of his face barring his bloodied right eye, the demon's breath seemed to be heavy, as if daring anyone else to step forward.

The leader turned to his sides and observed the terrorized faces of the man's schoolmates. Even they were unable to fathom the gore he had caused.

Sirens blared. A dozen or so police vehicles approached and everyone raised their guns at him. A couple of police officers apprehended the leader, and a few went up pointing their guns at the demon.

He had longed to see the deaths of policemen. But even then, at the moment he wanted to yell at them to run away - leave the spot. But his voice failed him as did his eyesight.

He rose up from his "throne" and raised his weapons. The leader screamed like a child and tore through the grips of the officers. To their surprise however, he dashed into the backseat of a vehicle and hid himself, folding his hands behind his head, curling himself into a ball.