Six Feet Under

Chapitre 15: Satan

10 minutes before Yuno's stabbing 

Shade's point of view:

"Argh, my whole body is sore well that's shocking news. Well, let's hope I won't have to face anyone else with electric weapons."Before he could get up and stretch someone of the cooking team yelled" One heavenly ramen course, Two special ichiraku ramen, and five Redbull and vodka. For a Carter Wright." Shades yelled back: "That's my f-." before Shades could finish his sentence, someone, behind him yelled back: "That's my food why thank you very much"I turned around to face my victim, only to see a beaten up miss Yellow. She went to the front counter and took what was supposed to be my food. She even did it as if nothing was wrong. There were two things you could do to piss me off. Calling me a liar and stealing my food. The last idiot that attempted to take my food is now in a psychiatric hospital. She was going to join him in a few minutes. However, my phone's buzzing and the ringing stopped me halfway in my attempted homicide. I picked up the phone and was greeted by a Joe telling me to hurry to A-Jack's position. I then received a text indicating the coordinates of their phones. I turned around fearing the worst. My main fear was Vinson. I was pretty sure he could get in a fight without meaning too. I turned around and took a straight for the canteen's exit. At that moment I heard Yellow's whip crackle in the ambient air. I grabbed her whip cut it in half and gave her an empty and vicious look. I was giving her one last chance. Of course, she did not take it. At the exact moment I turned my back, she threw a dagger and it hit me on my left elbow. I was infuriated, so I took out the dagger threw it at her foot and started walking towards her. At each step, I took she would sweat more and more. I got closer and closer holding the hilt of my bastard sword firmly. When I was in slicing range I leaned towards her and said: "Tell satan I said hi." I could see the fear in her eyes. After killing countless crooks, death row convicts, mafia members, drug dealers, and even innocents. I knew she was imagining the numerous ways she would die. I knew she was scared. However, that did not stop my hunger for blood but I still pitied the poor thing. I then stepped back and struck her on her left shoulder. My blade went all the way through to her right thigh. Before her body could hit the ground I sliced her head clean off and at the same time cleaned her filthy blood off my sword. She then hit the ground with a loud thud. her blood was all over the ground and her entrails were spilling out.