Mathew licked his lips at the upcoming bloodbath before entering the elevator, pushing the button for the second floor. The office the hard drive would be in was hidden if he was right so part of the test was to find it while making sure no one saw his face. Mathew snorted; he'd kill anyone he saw because he didn't know what they'd seen. He lost points if he left anyone who could describe his face or features. The doors opened and immediately a gun was pointed at his head. Mathew sighed, looks like they were going easy on him if they hadn't killed immediately. Mathew held up his hand and stepped out calmly. "I surrender." Mathew said smiling brightly. The guard lowered his gun slowly and Mathew lunged, the knife in the man's chin before he could blink.
Mathew pulled out the knife with a loud squelch and flinched when the blood squirted on him from the artery of the man's throat. "Damn." Mathew muttered picking up the gun. He frowned checking the ammo. "I said live, not blanks." Mathew cursed angrily leaning down and plucking the headphone from the man's ear and putting it on. "I have a gun with live ammo, us it or I will shoot you." Mathew warned ignoring the answers as he removed it and stomped on it. "And now I can kill you properly." Mathew added to himself smirking.
Around the building the men changed the ammo to live, not realising they'd sealed their fates.
Mathew wandered down the corridor and slide into the bathroom, washing the blood off his flesh thoroughly before looking at himself in the mirror. "500 points to remain in first place." Mathew told himself. "You've earned 30. Hurry up." Mathew pulled out a small box and checked his watch before taking the two green pills with water from the bathroom tap. He'd stolen the risperidone from the nurse (they were very conveniently placed, perhaps they wanted him to steal them...) and had been taking them regularly. He felt allot better after them.
"Torture seems to be the only way then. That or 50 murders." Mathew continued. "10 times torture and murder or 5 rapes." Mathew shuddered. He never raped, it brought back to many memories drugged and helpless as Carlos and Far had their way with him and then acted like it'd never happened, holding him captive when he attempted suicide until he gave up hope and ran out of tears. He shook his head. "No, I have to torture someone." Mathew thought aloud like it was nothing. And it was nothing. "100 hostage situations. 25 bombs." Mathew sighed looking at the gun he'd taken, he could bludgeon with it at least. "Currently 20 for the stolen gun, 10 for murder."
Mathew shook his head and left the room, keeping the gun in hand.
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The moment Mello could walk he left, limping defiantly as Far walked next to him telling him to either stop or accept help. Mello didn't trust him. He never would again if he could help it. Carlos had remained behind a giggling heap in the temporary euphoria that Far had faked to convince Mello to smoke the drug. Far looked worried about Mello though, constantly asking if he was ok or needed to rest. Mello wanted to kill him, regretting he'd left behind the knife he'd led a child to be killed for. Mello gritted his teeth certain he was bleeding. He had to find the kitchen to eat. He'd found the bathroom out of luck and could use them later, if he found a shower that hadn't been rigged with wires. The students here would do anything to get rid of the competition.
Far stopped Mello with a hand on his shoulder, noting Mello's flinch at the contact. "Why are you so different from Mathew?" He wondered aloud, pinning Mello to the wall. Mello noticed a red stain on his trousers and noted dully, yes he was bleeding. Far noticed as well but didn't comment.
"Don't worry, another month here and I'll be ready to hang myself." Mello's words hit where he'd hoped, Far flinched. "What is wrong with you? You rape me then you act like you give a fuck what I think! You burned my hand and tried to ripe my nails off!" Mello spat. Far looked to the side nervously for the first time.
"How else would you, or Mathew, notice me? Before we started attacking him Mathew didn't notice anyone in the school, in fact he was more violent than us. He aims for 500 points in every test and gets it. The average score on the test is 450." Mello didn't understand the scoring of the tests but he didn't care. "What else was I meant to do? If I'd waited for him to fall for me he could've died! I had to take him before someone else did! Everyone here knows he's mine now! MINE!" Far snapped. Mello spat.
"So you pimped him out to Carlos? I don't buy it. If you cared that much you would've been the first or you would've protested. If you cared you would've had the decency to ask! YOU RAPED ME!" Mello screeched, his walls finally breaking. "YOU FUCKING RAPED ME YOU SON OF A BITCH! SO WHAT, I'M YOUR PROPERTY NOW? FUCK YOU!" Mello slapped him and Far punched him in reply, getting the upper hand as Mello felt the pain run up his body again.
"You will be mine if you know what's good for you." Far snarled. "Mathew did and we protected him. Only we hurt him. We attacked those that hurt him." Mello glared.
"So, what? You have a crush on the blonde coward?" Far let out a chocked laugh at Mello's cold comment.
"Didn't you hear me? Mathew's more sadistic then me and Carlos! Mathew just knows how to hide it."
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Mathew had taken out another guard, a knife to the arm followed by a reversed hanging with his screams broadcast over the headpieces. Mathew smirked considering whether to leave him to bleed out or to slice his throat in an act of mercy. In the end he opted to cutting him more so he bleed out quicker while hanging on his dislocated arms. Mathew hummed as he walked through the hall, holding the loaded gun with pride at his accomplishment. "50 plus 30 equals 80 points. 420 to go." Mathew muttered ducking behind a pot to avoid the guards spotting him as they talked. Obviously newbies.
"I'm telling you, this kid isn't sane. They're saying he hanged James by his arms." One said loudly. The other nodded.
"I don't like this, L said it'd be a simple job. Not dealing with a second BB." Mathew smirked as one pulled off his helmet and put it on the side. "I'm out, nothing I'm paid can make me do this." Mathew watched the other turn away and Mathew immediately sprinted, pointing the gun at the unmasked man's head before he could react.
"Don't know who BB is but he sounds fun." Mathew smiled sweetly as the man tensed. "Drop the mask and gun, I don't like unnecessary killing." Mathew lied easily. Plus 5 and 10 and 10. Mathew bit his lip. 100? 110? He'd lost track already. It'd been so long since his last test. He was rusty, Mathew noted frowning. He'd just say 100 and go with it.
"Ok kid, just... just put down the gun..." The guard stammered feeling the barrel on his neck. Mathew couldn't stop the smirk.
"Gun and mask. Down." Mathew ordered. This was what had been stolen from him. Power. How he missed it. He watched the other person take of the mask and put in on the floor slowly.
"Ok, I obeyed. Now put down the..."
"I lied." Mathew pulled the trigger twice.
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"Who is this kid?" Matt watched Mathew kill the two men coldly.
"105 points." L noted calmly, something was wrong with this situation. Or perhaps it was because someone who resembled his heir was killing without restraint. He wasn't even trying to end the test. Mathew looked at the camera and waved smiling. Matt drew in a breath. "He's been trained better than I thought." L admitted. "It'll be hard to rehabilitate him."
"Rehabilitate? We need to find Mello not help this psycho!" Matt snapped.
"Mello is probably where Mathew used to be, a school for criminals. He'll be fine." L tried to reassure.
"Where he used to be? Look what they did to that kid!" Matt jabbed a finger at the screen. "If they're all like him, someone will probably kill Mello!"
"What can I do Matt? Only Mathew knows where he is and when I asked he kept saying 'inside the mirror on the third floor with the cracks'. Obviously a hallucination from when he was off his medicine." L snapped and Matt faltered. L was right, only Mathew knew where Mello was. "...I did a DNA test on Mathew." L added. Matt looked at L in shock. "His DNA is almost identical to Mello's."
"What?" Matt gasped. "Could he be related to him?" L shrugged.
"There was no record of Mello's birth so it's possible he could have siblings. If so Mathew could be Mello's brother or twin." Matt looked at the blonde who was wandering around an office going through the files calmly.
"I don't think Mello would be happy if he knew."
"Obviously."
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"Get off me!" Mello shoved Far and opted to lean against the door to key in the code to get to his bedroom. Far was still trying to help him, why Mello didn't know.
Far watched the blonde struggle to get the right code and fumed. He tried to help Mello and he was ignored. Typical, just like Mathew. If that's the case though, perhaps he should treat Mello like Mathew. Obviously trying friendship didn't work. Mello didn't understand how this world worked. He wasn't trying to understand how it worked. Mello finally succeeded and tried to ignore Far follow him into his bedroom. "Look, you've raped me. Can you just... fuck off for now?" Mello pleaded sitting down and flinching.
Far raised an eyebrow and walked so he was right in front of Mello, glaring. "I tried to be your friend, I guess this works better." Far whispered. Mello shivered at the tone before Far pinned Mello to the bed and began punching furiously.
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Mathew got bored of shooting the people at around 200 points, bored of torture when he reached 350 and just wandered up to the main office instead, licking the part of his arm where the bullet had grazed him. He'd wiped it clean in another bathroom but other than that it still bleed. Mathew was slightly past caring instead trying to find the hard drive he needed. Then he'd go back to killing for the points.
He shot a guard as he walked past him unnoticed, the bullet going right through the bones in his neck to his satisfaction. Mathew pulled open the door and paused. "Hhmm..." He noticed the tomographic detector and sighed. Motion detectors, of course. Mathew pulled out a large, tear shaped device and pushed the button on it, barely flinching at the high pitch squeal that it released for a few seconds. He stepped forward and nothing happened. "Deactivated." Mathew told himself and began to go through the drawers. He pulled out the hard drive and put it in his pocket. He was about to leave when he heard crackling from a hidden speaker. He left the room shrugging and pulling out the gun again.
There were more people here he had to get rid of. 500 points. He was at 360.
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L threw something against a wall furiously, aware of Matt staring in horror. Mathew had disabled the electronics, including the speaker so L couldn't tell him the test was over. On screen he'd cut someone's leg tendons, even if they did end the test the guard he'd hired wouldn't walk again. He turned in time to see Mathew slice the throat. Correction, he was already dead.
"Mathew should know the test's over, so why is he still killing?" Matt wondered aloud.
"In case anyone saw him." L spat out. "It's a common thing criminals do, kill the eye witnesses. And he's only on 410 points, he wants 500 at least." It was all Mathew spoke about on screen, how close he was to the 500 mark and how to best reach it. It was sickening, and he'd allowed it.
Matt couldn't take it anymore, he walked out.
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Mello spat out the blood as Far finally finished the beating sitting on the bed next to him with calmly crossed arms and a spiteful air around him. "You should've let me help you." Far said sulkily when Mello tried to glare and just flinched at the pain that now covered his body.
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Carlos wandered the school, his pipe having run out sadly. He didn't feel like classes and all the kids were hiding. Carlos stepped over a corpse that looked like it'd been sawn in half. Correction, the living were hiding. As usual. Carlos hummed chewing the end of the pipe calmly in thought. What more did he expect? It was always the same in this school, living hide or living fight and die. Carlos chuckled. And the dead were disposed in the furnace and used for heating. As life should be.
He passed the mirror and paused. This was where Mello had said he'd come from, the other side. Carlos touched the smooth surface thoughtfully. He had no reason really to doubt him. Carlos frowned. Why had they raped him? To be honest Carlos didn't really care about what he'd done but it was a good question Mello had offered.
He looked at the reflection and jumped, pipe falling as he saw a red haired version of himself staring at him. "Who're you?" Carlos demanded rudely, jabbing a finger at him.
"Matt." The red head said, if his lip reading skills were up to scratch. Doubtful, Carlos hadn't practised in months. "Where's Mello?" Carlos blinked, ok perhaps he was better then he'd thought. He pointed down the corridor and turned seeing a little kid watching in confusion.
"What're you looking at?" Carlos snapped pulling out his knife. "Get lost!" The kid edged closer and Carlos looked at Matt. "One minute." He smiled charmingly at the confused red head before looking at the child. "Hope, I told you to go away!" The future Lady of the Night tilted her head in confusion.
"Mercy said she wanted to talk to Mello about something." Hope tried to pout cutely but it came out as a grimace. She was still being trained.
"I will kill you if you don't walk away. Right now."
"But I need to find this Mello guy!" She protested. Carlos groaned.
"Look, I don't have time for this or Mercy to be pissed at me killing you. Fuck off." The child stood firm and Carlos waved the knife threateningly. She still didn't move. "You asked for this." He sighed and thrust the knife in her chest before pulling it down so her intestines were visible. He turned away from the body calmly to the terrified red head in the mirror. "Sorry you had to see that, where were we?" Carlos asked.
"M... Mello..." Matt looked slightly green. Carlos tapped the mirror teasingly. "Mello's... in there..." Matt touched the mirror in disbelief and felt a tug pull him forward. He sat up and looked around in shock the realised his foot was in the blood puddle surrounding the girl. He looked back to see Carlos watching smugly, pipe between his lips as he watched.
"Let me out!" Matt yelled hitting the wall between his world and this one.
"Five days." Carlos removed the pipe. "I'll have Mathew out in five days. Meet me here then with Mello, or I'll take your place here." Matt made a face of understanding. He couldn't hurt Mathew, he couldn't hurt anyone seriously, but Carlos could. Mathew would be forced back if Carlos was there.
Matt nodded. "Great, find Far and tell him that Carlos is retrieving Mathew. Oh, and be careful around Mello." Carlos' smirk grew. "He's a bit... delicate... at the moment." Matt blinked in confusion and Carlos was gone.
"Uh... what?"
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9shadowcat9; Yes, I know it sucks. - -# I am not happy with it but I can't think of a single way to improve it so sorry, I'm stuck. Reviews help you know.
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