Vocal is going to kill Bass.

It was absolutely going to happen, and Vocal knows this because killing is just so much fun, but not as much fun when it is done out of revenge. And Vocal is mad at Bass. Oh, mad hardly covers it.

Vocal could be out, slaughtering humans and demons by the thousands right now, happily tearing their limbs from their bodies and snapping necks. He could be perched on top of a pile of body parts, licking the blood from his fingertips.

If it weren't for this damn ball and chain, at least.

Nom. Nom. Nom.

He chews at the chain. His teeth are strong, as are his jaw; strong enough to break bones. Apparently Bass thought of that.

Bastard.

And- and!- Bass just had to send Orgel with him. Orgel wasn't fun. Orgel wasn't removing this damn ball and chain. Orgel was just there, being not fun and not helpful.

All Vocal wants is to kill. Is that so much to ask? Sure, it had been so much fun to utterly massacre everyone in that town, but the fact remains: the ball and chain is still attached to his leg, and he's still forced to do Bass's will.

The second Vocal gets this chain off, he's going right after Bass. He doesn't care if he has that marionette with those holy powers. Vocal is fast, and Vocal is deadly. Bass will die, and so will the marionette.

….Just as soon as he bites through this chain.

Nom. Nom. Nom.


This is my first ever fanfiction for Violinist of Hameln, and I'm really not sure how I feel about it. But this fandom is basically dead, so I guess it all works out.

Please leave constructive criticisms.