Drabble 21 of 100
Prompt: Reaper
Character: Ryuunosuke
Summary: For his family he would use his weapon to reap lives.
The night was something that every mafioso enjoyed. With the blanket of the night one can do almost anything. Now Ryuunosuke was paying a visit to some old… Friends. He was now standing in front of the mansion, deciding that it would be the best to let himself in, Kuchiki style.
"Hadou no. 33 Soukatsui."
Ryuunosuke fired a blast of blue flames, blowing up the expensive front doors. Immediately a crowd of guards stood in front of him holding different types of guns and swords. Ryuunosuke looked at the large crowd. He let out a large grin, yet his eyes held no emotion.
"I'll give you to the count of three to get the hell out of here and forget everything." He touched his silver cross earing. "Consider this mercy."
The men paid no attention to his deal and started to fire away. The bullets bounced off a small barrier that surrounded him. Ryuunosuke let out a long sigh and whispered his incantation.
" Drag your enemies into the darkness, Akibara."
The earring let out a blinding light, making the gunners stop to shield their eyes. When the light died down Ryuunosuke was holding a large crescent moon scythe, the blade and pole were connected by a silver cross. His face turned to something with no emotion and no soul.
Ryuunosuke disappeared from the men's sight, they did not felt the pain of being sliced in half. Ryuunosuke could hear and feel the moans of pain and his enemies. His scythe cleanly beheaded his opponents. He let out an attack of concentrated aura knocking away all of the standing corpses. The blood of his opponents splattered all over the marble floor, some of the blood reached his clothes.
Ryuunosuke could feel reinforcements come to try to kill him. He let out another sigh, it was going to be a long night. However for his friends, for his sister, he was willing to turn into the thing that his enemies called him during battle and even after the battle.
"I guess I am the Vongola's Grim Reaper." He said without a hint of remorse.
He took a glance at his scythe, the blood quickly sliding off the blade. The weapon made to reap lives, it truly lives up to its name.
He just hoped that Shirayuki would never see this side of him.