Fallen Revenge:

Chapter Three: Shell Shocked

Katfreak: Yay, the next chapter is finally written and up! Sorry guys, I've had really bad writers block, coupled with low concentration! Not good! Thanks to all those who have read this chapter and story so far! I hope you enjoy! I don't own TWEWY!!!


The air in Udagawa was tense, as the Composer and Producer stared in horror at the sight before them; Neku with claws had just attacked them.

Mr H. cleared his throat and took an uneasy step towards the boy, waiting for the boy to react. Joshua's eyes narrowed as he warned Hanekoma to be careful.

"Neku?"

Neku's clawed hand jerked in response to Hanekoma, but his face remained blank.

His hair covered the left side of his face, yet it failed to hide the right side of his face. That side looked like a doll. Hanekoma swallowed again and edged closer.

Joshua watched uneasily for any sign of movement from the former proxy. Soon, Mr H. had managed to get close enough to him to touch him.

Reaching out a shaky hand, he went to brush the hair from the left side of his face to reveal….

Hanekoma's skin went pure white….No, it can't be-!

Neku had not reacted to him, almost not conscious of his presence or touch. "Neku?"

It was minuet, but Neku twitched in response to Hanekoma. The blanks eye's formed a determined look.

Before either Composer or producer could react, Neku slammed a large wave of Imagination, sending Hanekoma skidding backward.

"Sanae!" cried Joshua, sending a warning bolt of energy at Neku to try to distract him, trying to allow time for Mr H to recover.

Unfortunately, Neku reclined his head and side-stepped the sudden burst of energy, as it rushed past him and crunched into the pavement. Neku's Imagination crackled and he rushed at Hanekoma, claws extended.

Hanekoma reacted quickly, slamming up a wall of pure Imagination, which Neku slammed against. It sent him flying backwards, which he turned into a controlled flip, landing with fluid grace.

Joshua darted to Hanekoma's side. "Neku, what are you doing?! Why are you attacking us?!"

Neku's face remained blank, clearly either ignoring the question or he was unable to answer.

"Neku, answer me!" growled Joshua, trying to ignore the anxious feeling of unease creeping up his spine. Something seriously wasn't right here…..

Hanekoma appeared to be having a similar experience, yet dread was interwoven into it. Did he do this to him-?!

"Ah, there you are Neku." Joshua and Mr H jerked at the sudden voice, as a shadowed figure rose from the ground next to Neku and took on a familiar shape.

Joshua's eyes narrowed, looking from Diablo to Hanekoma, still uncomfortable with the similarity between the two. "Diablo, I presume?" asked Joshua, noting Hanekoma's angered reaction to his counterpart.

Diablo smiled at him and did a mock bow, "Indeed, Yoshiya-kun. I'm pleased to finally have a chance to meet you. I'm sure Sanae's told you all about me; right Sanae?"

He winked cheekily at his other self, smirking at the glare he received in return. He ignored them for a second as he turned to the silent Neku, before poking him.

"Good boy, you've done well."

"What have you done to him?" asked Joshua, tensing at the manner in which Diablo interacted with Neku.

"Hm, what was that Composer? I couldn't hear you" called Diablo mockingly, clearly aiming to annoy them both.

"Dammit it Diablo, what have you done to Neku?!" growled Hanekoma, clearly losing his temper with his other self. It was rare he lost his temper, but he was already angry with his counterpart, especially if his suspicion was right.

"Who, me?" asked Diablo, "Again, what makes you think I've done something?"

"We know you're the one who set that Taboo Noise off at 104, so we know your capable of doing bad things like this anytime," stated Joshua, interrupting Hanekoma before he could speak. Mr H breathed in, to compose himself. Diablo smirked triumphantly.

"Besides," growled Hanekoma, "I've seen what's on his face; I recognise what that is a mile away. So don't you dare deny it!"

Joshua raised an eyebrow at his Producer. What was it?

Diablo sniggered, "Well, I can't deny that request, can I?"

He placed a finger up the unresponsive Neku's chin and lifted it, revealing the left side of his face, "Like my modifications?"

Joshua let out a quiet gasp, while Hanekoma growled viciously.

A marking was etched into Neku's face, covering the entire left side, greatly reminding them of Noise markings and was the same dark purple as the claws.

Neku's eyes remained blank and lifeless, almost like a doll, his skin an extremely pale grey. Joshua resisted the urge to shudder; Neku's whole manner was desperately out of place for the normally responsive proxy.

Sparing a look at his Producer, he watched as his expression changed from shock to anger within seconds. Whatever the symbols meant, Sanae knew and it was very bad.

"How dare you!" growled Hanekoma, "You did that to him didn't you?!" Mr H. indicated the painted form on the mural accusingly.

"Indeed, I had great fun changing him and ruining your favourite mural at the same time; I'm quite proud of myself actually!"

That was the last straw. Hanekoma launched a bolt of imagination at his counterpart, aiming to do damage. Diablo didn't move, but smirked.

The energy collided with its target, sending shockwave across the alley with a blinding flash. Once the light died down, Hanekoma and Joshua looked at Diablo, and gasped in horror.

Again, Diablo had not moved, but Neku had. And that's what horrified them.

Extending from his back were black and purple wings, which shielded Diablo from the attack. The wings distinctly reminded them of Noise wings, not the ones reapers had, but true noise wings. He extended them and flexed them as he straightened. His eyes were still blank and he didn't look like he was in pain.

Then it hit Joshua. "He's dead isn't he?"

Diablo smirked. "Yes."

"You killed him didn't you?"

"Yes." Joshua stayed silent.

"Why?" asked Hanekoma, "You don't even know him!"

Diablo shrugged, "So what? Life is life, it doesn't matter to me who it is, and taking away life is fun!"

"Diablo, you're a monster!"

"So you keep saying; but tell me Sanae, why should one live while others die all the time? Why should one be considered so special?"

Hanekoma didn't answer but made a small sound at the back of his throat. Diablo looked amused.

"Anyway, gentleman, I do believe Neku's mission is complete so we shall take our leave."

"Wait, what mission?" asked Hanekoma, starting at Diablo's statement.

"Haven't either of you guessed by now?" asked Diablo.

He turned to Neku and said, "Show them." Neku twitched, raising his clawed hand and flicked it back, letting small red droplets fly free from his claws.

"What-?!"

"Josh?!"

The Composer gasped, pulling a startled hand back from his shoulder, revealing ruby liquid covering his hand. He stared in shock before looking up at Neku.

"I didn't feel him do that," he admitted in surprise.

Hanekoma stared in shock, turning back to the two, "What have you done?!"

Diablo smiled, "I hope you like our present. Good luck guys!"

"Wait!"

It was too late. Dark energy swirled around Diablo and Neku, as they disappeared.

Hanekoma and Joshua stared at the spot for a moment before Hanekoma looked up at Joshua gravely. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, it doesn't hurt fortunately. It will heal soon."

They stared at each other for a second.

"Sanae, what has he done to Neku? I know you know what's happened," said Joshua, looking at his Producer.

Hanekoma swallowed, "Yes I do. But let's get back to Wildkat; the kids will need to hear this."

Joshua raised a solemn eyebrow, but nodded and started to follow him back.

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The new Conductor was a rather tall woman, shorter than Mr Hanekoma, but taller then Beat. When she arrived, he wasn't sure what to make of her.

She wore a Tigre Punks outfit, the yellow tiger biker shirt and tiger waist pack with black bondage pants and custom sneaks, complimented with the double spiked cuff and the spiked choker. The outfit seemed to clash with her stark white hair, cut above her shoulders, and bright pink eyes. Yet it all blended together quite well.

Her whole manner was rather cold, greatly reminding him of the Iron Maiden, especially in the no-nonsense way she had asked about the events at 104.

Sharing a look with Rhyme and Shiki, they began to recount the event to her.

"And that's about it, ma'am," said Beat, five minutes later.

She raised an eyebrow at him and nodded. "Thank you, your information will be useful."

"Excuse me, ma'am," said Rhyme looking at her uneasily, flinching "Are the Reapers ok? The ones that were at 104?"

Azufuji turned her cool gaze to Rhyme. "Yes, young one. The ones that were not erased made it back to our head-quarters and told us everything. We have launched an immediate enquiry into what is happening. I am merely waiting to report to the Composer about the events."

Beat frowned, sharing a look with Shiki. He didn't really like Azufuji and still wasn't sure about the Reapers since the game last year.

He shivered, he wasn't going there.

Suddenly the door to Wildkat swung open and Mr H and Joshua hurriedly entered.

Azufuji rose instantly, "Good afternoon sir, I have news for you about-?" She trailed off as Joshua waved his hand dismissively and he sat down.

He looked tried and extremely out of breath, but also very annoyed. Mr H sighed and lent on the counter, running a hand through his hair.

The Conductor looked over them both, a flicker of concern in her eyes. Beat sat up more and Rhyme shared a concerned look with Shiki.

"Sir, is everything alright?"

"No," said Joshua bluntly, "One, I don't do sweating and we had to run back here from Udagawa; and then we ran in Diablo and Neku at Udagawa and things took a nasty turn."

"Neku?!" chorused the kids with wide eyes.

"Why was he there?! Is he ok?! Where is he now?!" asked Shiki rapidly at the Composer, rushing over to him to bombard him with questions.

"Shiki, calm down!" cried Rhyme, catching the very brief flicker of annoyance on Joshua's face before it was replaced by a serious look.

"No, he's not ok. Neku is working with Diablo now," said Joshua, "He attacked us at Udagawa before Diablo showed up; see?" He indicated his still bleeding shoulder.

"What?! He-he could never do that!" cried Shiki in alarm.

"I'm afraid so Shiki."

"Yo, Poser, are you sure he ain't being forced into it?" asked Beat, crossing his arms in frustration.

"Maybe. Sanae, what's going on with that symbol? You promised to say when we got back here," pointed out Joshua looking at his Producer.

Hanekoma, during the course of the conversation, had left his spot at the counter and made himself a large mug of coffee and was now sipping at it.

Everyone looked at him curiously.

He looked up for a second, sighed and downed the steaming mug. Putting it down, he lent on the counter again.

"The symbol painted over the mural at Udagawa is a Noise refinery symbol and it is a forbidden one."

"A forbidden symbol?" asked Azufuji, "A Taboo Noise symbol?"

"No, its worse than Taboo Noise."

"Yo, coffee man, how anything be worse than Taboo?"

"It's a Zombie Noise refinery."

They all blinked at that. "Er, what?" asked Shiki.

Hanekoma sighed, "The Zombie Noise are forbidden because they are not made in the UG. They have to be created in the RG, which forcibly introduces them into UG, where they are simply puppets for their creators use."

"Why else are they forbidden, Sanae?" asked Joshua, eyes narrowing as he understood.

"Zombie Noise are called that because they require RG people being killed and mutated into Noise just after death."

The girls looked horrified, Beat turned white, Azufuji raised an eyebrow and Joshua stared at Hanekoma.

"Then, that means…" said Joshua, sharing a sombre look with Hanekoma, "Neku is a Zombie Noise now, isn't he?"

"WHAT?!?!"

"N-No! You can't mean that!" cried Shiki in shock, shaking, "T-that would mean N-neku is-!"

"Dead again? Yes, I'm sorry Shiki," sighed Joshua.

Shiki shook in shock, ignoring Azufuji touch her shoulder and make her sit in a seat next to Beat. Rhyme sat next to her giving the distressed girl a hug.

Beat looked a Joshua in shock, "Did he do that to him?"

"Yes," said Hanekoma from his place, "Diablo did."

Beat growled, clearly getting very angry, "That-that-!"

"Beat, don't," warned Azufuji disapprovingly. He growled and grudgingly obeyed.

"That will present some problems," said Joshua, addressing Azufuji mostly, "Neku is extremely powerful, his imagination cannot be defeated by normal Reapers. We may have to order all Reapers above extremely high ranked Harriers to patrol Shibuya; the others will have to remain at the Headquarters. We need to stop Diablo but be careful of Neku as well."

"I'll take care of it Sir," said Azufuji, nodding.

"Good, I'll go with you. We need to get there quickly."

He rose from his seat and looked to the kids. "Sorry about this but I've got to revert to my true form to leave."

"Careful, Josh," warned Hanekoma, stepping between them.

Joshua nodded, feeling the pulsation of his imagination rushing over him, a warm feeling weaving around his body; a soft blue light covered his body.

Suddenly, he screwed his face up and the soft light turned black. The energy crackled, the black light bubbling from his shoulder wound and then shot across his body, sending waves of agony.

Energy pulsed across the room, a shock wave destroying Hanekoma's earlier coffee mug.

"Josh?!"

"Sir!"

Joshua cried out and collapsed, still in his teenage form. Both Hanekoma and Azufuji, raced to his side.

"What was that?!" asked Azufuji, looking to Mr H.

"I dunno…." said Hanekoma. Joshua gasped, leaning on Hanekoma.

"Whoa," said Beat from where he was sitting, now sitting on Shiki as where he was sitting had been hit with a shockwave.

Hanekoma sent him a look, before looking back down to Joshua, who lent off his chest.

"I-I'm alright, I think…." He still looked very dizzy.

Azufuji watched her boss carefully, looking faintly relieved before turning to Hanekoma. Her eyes narrowed.

"Mr Hanekoma, did you know that you are bleeding?"

Hanekoma looked down, noticing the blood stain on his shirt. He frowned, "It's not mine…"

Looking a Joshua, he then remembered.

"Josh, you're still bleeding."

Touching as hand to his shoulder, Joshua's eyes widened as fresh blood covered his fingers. "Sanae, how is this possible?"

"Could it be…Neku's mission…?" muttered Hanekoma, starting to examine Joshua's shoulder.

"The wound is very deep, Boss. I'm surprised you didn't feel it," said Hanekoma, suddenly rising an eyebrow, "Hang on…?"

"What is it?"

Hanekoma gently prodded the wound with his finger, sending a small wave of imagination in the wound. His eyes went wide as he felt a familiar pulse.

"Mr Hanekoma?" asked Azufuji. Joshua looked worriedly at his Producer, not liking the look on his face.

Hanekoma swallowed, "It's a Pin."

"A pin?"

Hanekoma nodded, "One of Diablo's trap pins."

"And what do trap pins do, Sanae?" asked Joshua.

"Diablo is famous for creating pins that can do anything. His trap pins are capable of killing a person outright or …torturing them to death with their own power…."

A silence echoed across Wildkat, as everyone digested this information. Joshua swallowed, "He really doesn't like me, does he?"

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Darkness loomed at the top of the 104 building, the outline of a figure appearing faintly.

Diablo smiled over the city of Shibuya, watching in bemusement as the citizens of the city scurried like insects through the Scramble, carrying on with their lives without a care in the world.

He snorted in disgust.

Diablo generally didn't like vibrant places like Shibuya, but when an opportunity to have his fun presented itself, he wasn't going to complain….

"Well, I'm already enjoying myself," he shrugged to himself, "Getting on Sanae's nerves is rather fun, right Neku?"

The silent boy sat on the roof next to him, his wings folded, eyes as blank as they had been earlier and just as unresponsive.

Smiling, Diablo ran a gentle hand across Neku's face, gently tracing the purple marking. "With your help, my ultimate plan will be fulfilled and Shibuya will….."

Neku didn't respond and just stared ahead.

Diablo turned his gaze from the silent boy, to look down onto the streets again.

He then smiled at the familiar pulse of energy, as a familiar form rushed up the side of the building from the UG, before crashing down behind him and entering the RG.

A rumbling growl echoed in his ear, as a face came closer behind him, as he felt warm breath on the back of his neck.

"Pet, you got bored I see," stated Diablo, toying with a strand of his hair. A growl answered him, before another softer growl sounded.

"Yes, they will be having fun. Neku fulfilled his mission without a hitch; the Composer has been weakened." Another growl answered him.

"Yes, you will be able to kill the Composer. He'll be thoroughly weakened by that time, so don't worry." Silence echoed for a moment and then his companion let out a peeved growl.

"Ha. Ok pet, I believe you…" An irritated growl echoed in his ear.

He sniggered, and ignored his companion.

"Well anyway, I'll be sending Neku out tomorrow to gather the necessary energy. I'm sure he'll be quick about it too," said Diablo, changing the subject as he turned his gaze back to the silent boy.

His companion growled again, moving closer to Neku and prodded the boy with his nose. Neku didn't react, just stared ahead blankly. His companion started to rumble softly, a fang flashing in the semi light, near Neku's shoulder.

"No eating him."

His companion growled in annoyance.

Shaking his head in amusement, Diablo looked over the Scramble again and smirked.

Soon, we'll gather the energy we need and then this place will be…


Katfreak: Yay! Done! Is this a cliff-hanger? I have no idea! OMG what have I done to Neku? Who is Diablo's candidate for Shibuya?! And what is he up too? Find out on the next chapter! Thank guys! And please review!! Oh and please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes I may have missed but I have checked!!!!