"From the world of darkness I did loose demons and devils in the power or scorpions to torment." Charles Manson
Kazuya Minekura owns Kubota, Tokito and all other characters, I've just taken them out of the box to play with them for a while.
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Kubota blinked but everything remained black. What? He tossed his mind back over recent affairs. There'd been trouble with the delivery. Two men had shown up, each claiming to be the person that should receive the delivery. A fight had broken out but just as he'd noticed something off, both men had turned on him. He'd taken out the two men when a noise behind him made him turn and fire. Just as he did that he'd seen the flash of an old board and then .. He lifted his hand up to the side of his head. Wet and sticky, so he must have passed out from being hit. He could still hear the occasional car on the street so he hadn't been taken anywhere. Maybe he was in a box of some kind? He waved his hand in front of his face. Oh. Now what?
Slowly he totaled the hurts in the body. Head, yeah well he knew what that was from. Seemed like there was a problem with the right shoulder too, that felt like – yeah, more blood on his fingers. Guess there was a bullet wound there. His hip hurt some but it was just a dull pain, probably from falling. He needed to do something before the police showed up. He thought carefully, yeah, there was a T-junction just a few feet ahead. If he crossed over the the other side of the alley he should be able to get down to where the T was joined and get into another alleyway, away from the dead bodies. He heard a moan, well maybe not "dead" bodies. At least not all of them. He shrugged that away. What mattered right now was getting away from the scene. He could hear cars at his back, so – Kubota moved toward the other side of the alley.
He made it to the wall on the other side of the alleyway, but not until he kicked and stumbled over more than one part of the bodies scattered around him. Somehow he managed not to fall. He almost ran into the wall because he didn't want anyone to see him walking around with his hands in front of him. He had no idea where his glasses were, but he had a spare pair at home. He assured himself he'd need them. Okay, found the alley wall, now turn left and walk with one hand on the wall and be happy this alley was clean. Ah, the corner of the wall, he must be at the junction, he turned right again, took 5 steps and fell. This alley wasn't as clean as the other one. Maybe it was just as well he couldn't see what was turning the front of his shirt all wet and sticky? Shuffling and then stepping carefully over or on things his feet found in front of him worked better than walking, and if one hand was on the wall, well maybe the other should be stretched it in front. Keeping the right hand on the wall was definitely better, he probably shouldn't do much to make that shoulder bleed any more.
Walking slowly and carefully meant that he did not walk into the dumpster but instead barked the fingers of his left hand on it. He felt carefully around and then lifted the lid with his left hand. It'd be a lot easier if he could see to find something to step on. Finally he managed to jump up and get part of his body on the dumpster edge, but he had to let go of the lid to do it. Somehow it hit part of his head when it came down and he thought his head was going to explode. Luckily he had already started the lunge to get in the dumpster. He just lay there for a few minutes feeling like his head was spinning. Funny, the little white spots in the darkness didn't spin. They just sat there.
After a few minutes of rest, he pulled himself up to lean against the metal wall of the dumpster. Guess he was going to have to call Tokito. He slowly and carefully worked his phone out of his right pocket with his left hand, last thing he needed right now was to drop it. He flipped it open and dialed his number. The phone rang several times before being picked up. "Ah, Kubo-chan! Why did you have to call just then? I almost had that boss defeated, just a few more blows and – um, Kubo-chan, you okay?"
"Hai, hai." he paused for a moment, finding this call surprisingly hard to make. " I need you to take the train to E station. Walk 4 blocks north on Sakurabana. There's an alleyway on the right hand side of the street, if there are police around or people in the alley go away until they are gone. When there's no one around walk down the alley to the first alley intersection and turn into it. Call my name."
"E station, north on Sakurabana, alley. Got it Kubo-chan. I'll leave right now. Bye."
The phone clicked and Kubota sighed. It was amazing how the spitting sometimes spinning, agitated cat could occaisionally calm down and sound so reliable when he was needed. The corners of Kubota's mouth twitched. "Wonder if he'll have to call for directions? "
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Okay, I need comments on my writing. You want more of this story, give me advice on how to improve my writing. I know, the characters may be a little OC, but I'm trying to be better with that. Tell me what's wrong and what's right and I'll post the next bit.