Twin Devils

Welcoming Death

Twin Devils

Chapter Twenty-Two

(A/N: So how many of you were angry at the end of that last chapter X3? Come on, raise of hands?

Aw, well don’t fret young readers, all shall be revealed this chapter.

Twin Devils is coming to an end soon. How’s that feel?

Anyway! Happy reading!)

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Previously on Twin Devils

           

Viper stood beside me, smirking and chuckling under his breath. Next thing I know, the tall man crumples to the ground, reeling back from being punched. Another voice rang out, “None of you punks are touching her!”

            My head leaned back, trying to glimpse the familiar person. Hikaru stood there, bathed in fury, eyes narrowed and teeth clenched. “And if you do, I’ll tear you limb from limb.”

            New tears, ones of happiness filled my eyes, and I cried out gratefully, “Oh Hikaru!”

            “Not so fast, pretty boy,” Blade sneered, and as my eyes found him, I saw his arm extended, gun in hand.

            Before I even had time to scream, his finger tightened on the trigger.

 

Before I even had time to think, I heard it embed into Hikaru’s flesh.

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            Turning my head, I watched with wide eyes as the bullet bit into Hikaru’s torso, blood exploding out as it made contact, burying into his skin.

            His eyes widened too, but I wasn’t sure if it was from the shock or the pain.

            It wasn’t until the fierce twin doubled over, clutching his stomach, and he released an animalistic guttural sound I didn’t register as human, blood spurting from his mouth that I was certain it was the pain. He stumbled over, draping himself on my chair, holding onto it for support.

            “Hikaru!” I gasped, eyes glued shakily to the blossoming red spreading wildly through his white t shirt, darkening as it ripened.

            Viper was beginning to get up, some of his own blood dripping from his nose before he snapped it back into place. He growled, his sunglasses now a little crooked, one lense broken to reveal a blinking eye, all his hatred concentrated on the weak Hikaru.

            The smoking man grabbed Hikaru by the collar, pulling him up onto his feet. “You stupid little lamb. Trying to pick a fight with the big dogs, eh?” He jabbed his thumb into the bloody wound, earning a painfilled moaned from Hikaru’s chapped lips. “Sucks to know you can’t win, doesn’t it?” Viper began to laugh, having fun twisting in more pain to stimulate the bullet wound.

            Tears streaming down my cheeks, intermingling with the dust, grime, and sweat, I yelled at them, struggling in my confinement, “Leave him alone! What do you people even want from me?!”