Todoroki (POV)
As she was facing me with a bloody face (literally), my body flinched and my eyes widened because of the scene I was now experiencing for the first time; everything happened so fast. I didn't think Mizuko, a 13 year old girl, would do such a thing, much less not hesitate.I stood there not amused but astonished at what a 13 year old girl just did. There was blood everywhere, even Mizuko had some; there were some small parts of blood over her white oversized navy jacket and dome parts on her short black dress, and some parts of her face.
Her weapon, that had blood all over it, disappeared from her hands. She wiped some of the blood of her face and looked at me in the eye then looked back at Hiroshi's body.
When I saw her cold eyes, they were filled with nothing but emptiness, dis-gust, and annoyance, just like mine; the look on her face was not for me but for the man that was now-.
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______________Couple of minutes earlier....
Mizuko (POV)
I could tell Hiroshi thought I lowered my guard, and knowing him he had a plan."like I ever will lower my guard" I scoffed in my head. I then noticed he started to pull the string of his retractable bow; there, appeared an arrow but this time it was different, it was now a black one and by the looks of it, its bad news.
And to be honest I don't know how to end this fight; as much as I want to rip of his head, I didn't want to be a bad influence to Todoroki by killing a man in front of him. Much less letting him seeing a 13 year old girl rip out a man's head.
I shook my head to shake of my thoughts when Hiroshi was about to release the string of his retractable bow. But there was something odd about it, both the arrows were slightly apart and the way he aims is different; then realization hit me, Hiroshi wasn't just planning on killing me he was also planning on...
"killing Todoroki", I muttered, making sure I'm the only one who heard it.
At the last second, before he released the two arrows, I summoned my 10 1/2 feet tall scythe (Navy Crescendo).
I never wanted to be a bad influence towards Todoroki but, because of Hiroshi I can't seem to do that.
"gomena Todoroki"
I ran towards Hiroshi, with my scythe on my hands; when I was about more than five feet away from him I-.
Hiroshi (POV)
As the blade connected to my skin in the neck; it wasn't that painfully as I thought would be. It felt like I left all my problems and I was finally at peace."You win Mizuko-chan" I said as I felt my left fading bit by bit until it was gone.
Todoroki (POV)
My body flinched and my eyes widened because of scene I was now experiencing for the first time; everything happened so fast. I didn't think Mizuko, a 13 year old girl, would do such a thing, much less not hesitate.I stood there not amused but astonished at what a 13 year old girl just did. There was blood everywhere, even Mizuko had some; there were some small parts of blood over her white oversized navy jacket and dome parts on her short black dress, and some parts of her face.
Her weapon, that had blood all over it, disappeared from her hands. She wiped some of the blood of her face and looked at me in the eye then looked back at Hiroshi's body.
When I saw her cold eyes, they were filled with nothing but emptiness, dis-gust, and annoyance, just like mine; the look on her face was not for me but for the man that was now headless.
Mizuko turned around to me; there was also a little smudge of blood on her glasses but you could still see her dark cold cyan (Another shade of blue) eyes
"I'm sorry you had to see that", she said calmly as she helplessly cleaned her self with her hands. I never felt like this since I was a kid, insecurity; to a 13 year old girl I felt insecure.
"Mizuko"
She looked up to me.
"wha- who are you"
To be continued...
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