AN: Hey everyone, me again! Getting back to my fan fictions with a clean bill of heath, yay! ^ ^ Now I just wanted to give everyone a heads up that I didn't really like the way I went threw the lat chapter. I was sick and couldn't really focus on the story so I didn't get anywhere near what all I wanted to do in the last chapter. I also wanted to introduce Grell and undertaker in a completely different way. So I'm afraid I'm going to have to redo the last chapter sorry. Please don't be mad at me? :3 If you were wondering about how the fight in the old chapter would end then Grell, Sebastian,and undertaker would have killed them all revealing Sebastian to be a demon and stuff like that. Now back to the story!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yugioh Zexal or Kuroshitsuji. Still. :'(
In the last (actual) chapter Yuma kept dodging attacks by some guy with a large pipe just to get shot by the man that with the shotgun who is now standing over Akari with a gun pointed at her head.
" Don't worry. " The man with the gun said with the gun still positioned next to Akari's head. " You'll be joining him soon enough.
The man with the shotgun then pulled the trigger and and all of Yuma's friends watched in shock and horror as the shot rang out and Akari was drenched in blood. Marin put her face in her brother's chest so she wouldn't have to look at the blood anymore. A lot of the others turned away for the same reason. " Look! " Screamed Vector.
Shark turned to Vector in anger. " Vector this isn't time for you to have one of your sick kicks. "
" That's not it! " Shouted Vector impatiently. " Just look! "
Everyone finally turned to see Akari still crying but now she seemed to be looking around for something. That something was Yuma's body which was now nowhere in sight. The man with the shot gun was also looking for something. His shot gun was now missing, along with his entire left arm which he was using to hold it. This meant that the blood that was now splattered all over Akari belong to the man that had lost his arm.
" Where - " Started Durbe.
But before he could finish his question everyone heard a voice off to the left say. " Looking for something? "
Everyone turned to see Yuma now standing on top of a four story building with a bloody butter knife in one hand and the man with the shot gun's arm in the other hand.
"H-how did you? " The man missing his arm asked with his voice shaking in fear as he clutched the stub of what used to be his arm to help slow the bleeding.
Yuma seemed to disappear into thin air and mysteriously reappear behind the man with the missing arm. " Wouldn't you like to know? " Yuma said with the smirk back on his face.
As the man turned around to face Yuma with eyes wide with fear, Yuma launched out his hand and it shot right threw the man with the missing gun's abdomen. Blood was now starting to come out of the man with the missing arm's gut and seemed to surround Yuma's hand which was still inside as he started to cough up blood and finally fall off of Yuma's hand and onto the ground.
As the man with the missing arm now lay dying on the ground Yuma bent down and said. " I believe I said I wouldn't be taken down by the likes of you. " Just as it looked like Yuma was about to get up it looked like he suddenly remembered something and knelt back down. " Oh, and one more thing before you die. " Yuma then put his hand to his mouth and gave a little cough. " I believe these are yours. " He then dropped all the bullets the man had shot into him onto his dying body and stood up to face the other members of the group that tried to kill Akari. Yuma then clamped his hands together and said, " Who's next? " With the smirk on hi face and a slightly mad look in his eyes.
But before anyone could say anything Yuma was already attacking the other members in a flurry of movements so fast all anyone could see was the glint of Yuma's butter knives in the moonlight as he stab and dismembered the other would be attackers. A few tried to hit Yuma with their chains, bats, and other weapons but Yuma easily dodged every attack and quickly ended their lives.
In a matter of moments all but one of the attackers were killed and even that last attacker had a large gash in his side from one of Yuma's butter knives. Yuma now slowly approached the last attacker covered in the blood of the other attackers with the same smirk and mad glint in his eyes while the attacker backed away as fast as he could while wounded on the ground. " W-what do you want from me!? " The man finally screamed after realizing there was no escape.
Yuma bent down to face the man and said with an oddly innocent smile, " I only want to know who hired you and your companions to try and kill my sister/temporary master. " The smile faded into the earlier smirk. " And if you value your life I suggest you talk. "
The attacker looked in Yuma in fear a he said in a voice shaking with fear, " I-I don't know his name! The guy just wired us the money and information on the target along with instructions to kill on sight and not leave any witnesses! That's all I know honest! "
The innocent smile returned to Yuma's face. " Thank you very much kind sir. Now I'm afraid it's time to bid you farewell. " Yuma raised the butter knife high over his head.
" Wait! " The attacker screamed. " Y-you said if I told you-! "
" I said! " Interrupted Yuma with the butter knife still high in the air. " That if you valued your life, not that I would let you live. " And just like that Yuma brought down his butter knife and killed the last o the attackers.
Yuma then turned back to his friends looks of terror and shock with the innocent smile. " Well I suppose explanations are in order? " Yuma then turned toward the direction of where his house is. " Well follow me, I need to change before anything else. "
AN: Well that's it. Basically the same ending with fewer characters. I promise I will bring back Grell and undertaker later on. ^ ^
