Before the trio was a huge white room filled with different weapons, some of them Shizuo has never seen before. Well, maybe most of them. The place was so bright he almost felt guilty for dirtying it with his shoes, but that guilt disappeared once he actually stepped into the room. Mairu and Kururi were looking around the room with amazed looks over their faces.
"You've never been here before, have you?" Shizuo asked as he noticed their gaze, making them turn their attention to him for a moment to answer the question.
"No, not really. We found the information hidden in some cards Iza-nii had hidden in his closet. Bet he didn't even know it existed." Mairu said, turning back to the room as she looked around to find some cool weapons she could use. She went to the blades and foun small knives she could easily use. Iza-nii had taught her somethings about self-defense with blades similar to those. Kururi had walked up to a section in which were big sticks like the one Donatello from TMNT has. Mairu chuckled to herself as she remembered the program she used to watch with her twin and her brother when they were little.
Shizuo was not so excited about the room -surprised would do. He's never used any kind of specific weapon since he was used to just pick the nearest thing and throw it to the target. It was easier that way, and maybe the best way he could find. No need for weapons.
Mairu had put on about four belts with bullets, two of them had two small bags for knives each. Two shotguns were placed on her back and two smaller guns were secured to the smaller belts around her tights. She grinned, genuinely amused with the outfit. She felt like a movie star on a war film.
Kururi had put on a few belts for bullets around her torso and waist as well, but all of them were for the guns also pressed to her tights since she decided to put two sticks on her back instead of her twin's shotguns. They looked ready, Shizuo thought, so he asked them if they were done. The twins looked at each other and then back at the blond. Mairu was grinning madly, unlike Kururi, but both had that malicious spark in their eyes Shizuo immediately associated with Izaya's.
His eyes twitched in annoyance, but he held it back as he watched the twins approaching him slowly and he thought, what could they possibly do that would scare him. And so he remembered the obvious taste for complex war outfits they had, and his mind just gave out as he concluded his fate.
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"WOULD YOU JUST HURRY UP!" Kadota yelled to Saburo, who was driving as fast as he could to try and avoid the bombs exploding around them. Buildings were falling down behind them as another bomb exploded, and he pressed the accelerator as hard as possible to try to drive faster, but he couldn't go faster than that!
"WHERE DO YOU WANT ME TO GO?!"
"I DON'T KNOW!"
"TRY TO LOOK FOR SHIZUO!" Erika shouted, flinching as another explosion was heard not too far behind them.
"WHY?! AND WELL THE HELL WOULD I KNOW WHERE HE IS?!"
"IZAYA'S!" Walker replied, gasping loudly as the van made a Sharp turn, making him fall to the door and Erika on top of him. No one questioned his reply as Saburo decided to do as told and find Izaya's place. But then he thought... he didn't know where Izaya lived!
"WHERE IS THAT?!" Silence took over as they just kept on driving away from the bombs, half expecting to bump into Shizuo along the way. Unfortunately, they couldn't trust luck to live, since luck would kill them sooner or later... right?
...
He always knew that story. He always knew everything about the Red Demon and the truth about Saika Akaime. He always knew the truth. All that information had been forced into his mind, making him think it were some stories he's heard from his parents when he were little; but of course he couldn't remember that.
It was supposed to be just a story, but all stories are true, as they say. He couldn't trust a single word of a simple fairy tale, because he were afraid those words would be locked inside of his mind and used against him in the war people call life. Just like this story that was not just a story.
Blood. He coughed up that annoying crimson fluid he needed inside and not outside of him. Annoying...
So.. let's recall.
The little fairy tale he grew up with is actually his life, the one mixed with what he thought were dreams and memories from stories people supposedly told him.
Bullshit!
He was a skilled informant who claimed to love all humanity but was only hated instead of loved back. He lived his life to leave his mark on the world, be it for the good or for the bad. Of course he couldn't do much but go for the bad... those humans wouldn't help much with it. But he lived for what he did... being the way he were supposed to be is more than his life, it's a goal.
Being a demon is completely different, even though he hasn't felt anything weird. Maybe because everything were the same, but seen in a different way. Because now, he knew the truth.
Now he could understand why he couldn't die.
He had been stabbed more than once, shot, tortured in many ways and... killed. But he was still alive. He always thought he were special somehow, but he never truly believed he had the powers of a God. Only the personality of one... kind of. He were born to be Big, to be Great, to be a God in History and leave his name in books and actions in the world so no one would ever be able to forget him. He would be known for the rest of eternity.
But the reason to why that would happen was not because of the fact he were a demon, a supernatural being people believed didn't exist. Twisted stories that confirmed the existence of the supernatural and the fantastic were now mere fairy tales and stories people read for simple enjoyment. It was true, everything was true, and no one cared enough to believe.
Vampires were real.
He was going to fight them.
People he knew were fighting them at that exact moment.
But... once everything is over, people will forget the details... people will forget the causes... the heroes and the villains... and... in a few years, everything that happened and was happening would be written on History books, twisted into the sense of reality and the truth would be forgotten.
Humans were so... ignorant and... naïve. To let their minds be manipulated by what they think were the truth when it were just a bunch of lies turned into the lie that was History. They just wouldn't believe.
If he were a demon, he would be known as long as he would live, and his stories would turn into idiotic and useless fairy tales instead of being written in the big book of History, where he belonged. He would be forgotten because people would think he were just not real... Nothing is impossible, as he grew up to believe... there were just some things that were merely... un-possible...
One of those things were, obviously, leading the human mind to believe there was something more.
Except those who were beyond the human mind.
Albert Einstein must be the closest one to the real reality. The reality people could only find in fantastic books.
Because he knew it were real.
But he's dead and, even though there are over seven billion people in the world, only one or two would actually believe.
They can believe in God, but can't believe in him?
And now he was thinking of opposites.
He didn't believe God existed, because he himself were supposedly a God.
Right?
Wrong?
Right...
Dunno...
Yeah...
The sound of explosions reached his ears, startling him and his heart skipped a beat or two as he slowly looked up to the city before him.
Walking straight had been a good idea.
But he didn't know where he was now...
In the middle of a city under attack.
And a van was driving quickly away from the bombs exploding around him.
The city was on fire and bombs were exploding everywhere... that's everything his brain was able to process as he was hit by the van.
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Gonna end it here so you'll get a damn update... yeah. Just so you know, I'm reading an avengers fanfic -A FREAKING AMAZING ONE- and Loki sometimes reminds me of Izaya... yeah, so I think that's what brought me back to this! ANYWAY, here's a short update, I'm gonna keep reading and hope it'll make me keep writing.
I feel like we're reaching the end! YAY!
I already know how to end this so you don't have to worry about the final scene because... it'll come. Yeah.
WELL~! I feel the need to apologize for making you wait for such a short update.. *bows* I'M SORRY! Buy I also have to THANK YOU MY LOVELY HUMANS WHO REVIEWED! THAT JUST MADE ME SOOOO HAPPY! AND THE ONES WHO FOLLOWED AND FAVORITED THIS PIECE OF SH*T, THANK YOU SO MUCH PEOPLE; I LOVE YOU ALL!
Well then, thank you again and I'll see you next time~!
BYE~!