-The Tale of a Deadly Woman-
Author: Reborn as Scientific Project (Reasct)
Rated: T+
Genres: Romance, Supernatural, Hurt/Comfort, Horror (for this chapter only)
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR
Warnings: AU, OC, Sadistic kills, unrated romance
Pairings: G27, R27, 1827, 6927, 27xOC, GxOC, 18xOC, 69xOC, RxOC
Murder 0
the Mafia Boss and the Black Shinigami
Crimson red. All he could see is crimson. Scattered around the hall, the hall of his enormous mansion. Vermilion eyes locked at the sight in front of him and observed quietly. Unmovable body laid all over the floor, making the liquid dirt the entire cream-coloured wall and the ceramics that attached to the ground. The man that recognised as an Italian man didn't surprised at all, but guilt spread across his chest like water. He was used to these treatments. He was used to see his subordinates were all covered by the red liquor and couldn't move forever, their soul had come out from their chest. He was after all in a mafia family. No, he even was the boss of the family. He was the one that control the strongest and the invincible family known as the Vongola Family. The family that once was made just for protecting innocent people. The family that actually didn't want to hurt people, didn't want to kill people. And now became the most dangerous and targeted mafia in the world.
The man with beautiful vermilion eyes and blonde hair just growled in anger and disappointment. He approached the bodies carefully, did not want to step on the red-coloured water he hates the most even if he had lots of them in his body, and stared at one of his subordinates. This one was killed by a sword hanging behind his back, and his face was all had been hit by an axe that made his face couldn't show who he really was. The boss clenched his chest tightly, the sadness panned in his heart and looked away from the creepy sight. His gaze was once again locked to another corpse. The other was killed by a more sadistic murderer. His throat had been slashed and messed, his stomach was slashed too, but the boss guessed that it was by a bigger thing and he could see the intestines scattered above the stomach. The boss tried not to puke about the sight and continued. His eyes roamed around the room, pleading to his heart to be braver and braver for every step he was making. The anxiety still gladly tattooed onto his brain after the pleading, but the thought of want to be out of the place was even bigger.
Once he reached the last corpse that was murdered by a big axe implanted on the top of the head, he sighed in relief that it was now over. It finally reached the end. The blonde stood in front of the door, anxiously opened it. He shocked for what he saw. All his guardians were in slumber sleep that wouldn't wake up until the end of the world, didn't notice their boss that approached them carelessly and stepped onto the red liquid they released from the bullet holes around their unmoving body. The boss quickly ran towards the first victim, the one that was the nearest from his position, that was his longtime best friend. The man with pale red hair leaned against the tree, his skin was already white and uncoloured. A bullet hole attached on his forehead, chest, near the navel and one in each of his knees.
The boss cried the man's name in sorrow but there wasn't any answer. He slowly wiped his tears with a slight frustration and turned to another one. The second victim was Japanese, his silky black hair proved it, but the big spear across his chest didn't. His wound was bigger than the first one, red liquid dirt his traditional coat and all over the grass, didn't want to stop flowing through the body. The boss once again cried the victim's name. The man was his friend too. The Japanese was willing to exchange the music instrument he had with four swords only to help the again crying boss when he's in trouble.
The boss turned again, but stopped when he glanced to the next victim. The next victim was even more terrifying to see than the second one. The head of the person that known as a priest was cut off. It was resting near the headless body, the face showed extreme shock. But the most unpredictable thing was the hand of the body was still holding the bible tightly, but not to crush them. The boss didn't dare to see but the tears couldn't stop flowing through his cheeks. His chest shaking in pain and fear. He muttered out the third victim name with incredible sadness heard in his low tone.
He grabbed his heart with a will to not let his heart broken as he moved to the fourth victim. This one had a lesser wound, but could make the boss' hand couldn't move an inch. The one that recognised as also a victim was a lot younger than the others. He had a curly green hair that was dirtied by the red liquid the boss had looked everywhere. The bullet hole was just one, but in a vital place. The eye. The eye that he always closed was now hollow. The liquid flowed all over the face he was proud and making the white skin once again turn into red. The boss crawled to the victim with a fast pace and stared in horrified. He yelled the name as his tears fell onto the wound with small splash. He looked away in wrath and gazed at the unpredictable next victim.
This victim was different. The death wasn't caused by just one attack on a vital area. All over the body was bruises and scars. It was clearly showed that this man fought before he drifted to the mystic land. The one that make the boss knew why he was killed by a knife was the wound across his face. Half of it was began to cut off, looked like it was stopped by the handcuffs that was in the pale-blonde man's held. The eyes were closed like he knew he was going to be like that. The boss hissed to no one in despicable anger and he shouted the victim's name with clouded tone. He didn't like this. He didn't like this at all. It was getting on his nerve.
But the last two victims really, really broke his heart. They were the boss' guardian and his lover. The guardian with a bizarre hairstyle was still looking at the woman beside him, and the woman with wavy light brown hair respond back, even if they couldn't move their bodies. They died with unacceptable peace, as their hands hold on to each other, two arrows glued to their forehead. The boss stood up with unhappiness and looked down to his feet. He was now alone. His guardians left him without even telling him a simple word such as 'goodbye' or 'ciao'. He glanced to all the victims for the last time and instantly wiped his tears. He wasn't going to cry again and again. He had to arrest and caught the one that did this unforgivable thing.
The strong mafia boss was about to step into the forest, before his hyper intuition alarmed him about something. He straightly aware of the atmosphere around him. It was dark, it was surreal, it was uncomfortable, it was...wicked. The boss prepared his stance of fighting and looked around, tried to find a suspicious-looking person in the area.
"You aren't going to just search the murderers and forget about me? How pitiful."
The boss glanced to where the voice from and found a lady stood before him. All her body was covered by a creepy black clothes, her face looked down to the ground, so her bangs provide her eyes to be seen. Wavy silver hair fell over her back beautifully, but still showed something weird. Her hand clenched a piece of paper that was written something, but couldn't be seen by the boss.
"Excuse me, who are you?" the boss asked with harsh tone, glaring dangerously to the woman. The woman just smirked and lifted up her face, showing off her sparkling eyes that had the same colour as the liquid he perpetually saw earlier. She was so pretty, but it was sending a shiver to the boss' spine, but the boss just covered it with an unreadable expression. The woman raised up her hand that held the paper and proudly show it to the boss. The boss widened his eyes in respond, shock for what he was seeing now. The 5 letters that form a word in English was now planted on his brain. The woman just smirked wider to his emotions.
"I'm the God of Death. Pleased to meet you, Vongola Primo."
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