Chapter 7: Unwritten Law

"So, how have you been Solomon?" Jiro asked as she opened the fridge and pulled a 6 pack of beer, "I'm not gonna tell you shit." Solomon spit at her. He is currently duck taped to a chair in the middle of the kitchen, the table flipped to the side to make room for him. Jiro happily cracks open a beer takes a seat on the counter, she chugged it down getting it all over her outfit, when she was done she threw the can at his face, "You keep saying that but you fail to realize that I have the following." She holds up the magnum, "A gun from your friend I killed." She puts down the gun and pulls out a switchblade, "I got this knife and it's pretty sharp." She gets up and walks out of the room, when she comes back she is carrying two red gas cans, "And I have the nesscary ingredients to burn you alive so which option you choose." Solomon looked at all the items and chose life, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know why you guys targeted me all those years ago, that would be a good start." Jiro took a seat infront of him and listened up but she kept him cutting distance, "That was Akame's idea. He said he had a score to settle with you but he never told us anything other than you needed to die." Jiro thought about this Akame guy for a second, she couldn't really think of anyone who wanted her dead who wasn't in prison at the time, "If Akame is your leader than who is Gangrel?" Jiro asked, "He's like me, a desperate criminal looking for a way to make lots of cash fast."

"Next question, what are your quirks?" Jiro needed to know to prepare for future fights, better than going in blind "I only know Gangrel's quirk, he can manipulate his voice to sound like anyone he chooses, he just needs to picture what they sound like in his head and he can mimic it perfectly. As for Akame you have to figure it out on your own." He seemed to be telling the truth but she found it strange he was willing to work for a guy without really learning anything about him, "Alright last question, Why was I naked?" Solomon looked at her confused at what she just asked, "I have no idea what your talking about."

"You guys were beating me to death and I was naked, why was I naked and if so help you god it's the reason I'm thinking, you better have a passport ready." He had no idea what she meant by that but he had to remember fast and lucky him he remembered, "I-I didn't do anything like that none of us did. I just remember you coming out in towel then trying to fight us, please believe me we didn't do anything like that." Jiro looked deep into the man's soul, it was broken way before she came for him, maybe even way before he killed her.

"May I ask a question?" Solomon asked sounding very afraid, Jiro allowed it, "Go On."

"What did you mean by I better have a passport ready?" She had an evil grin on her face.

(In the Parking Lot)

"Come on kids out of the car." A single mother in her early 30s said as she opened the sliding door on her mini van, her 3 children hopped out of the car tired and wanting some rest from a whole day of accompanying their mother buy things she doesn't need, "Don't forget to grab all the bags." The kids groaned as they each filled their hands with bags of useless junk their mother had just bought while she went inside, "This sucks." The Youngest kid said, suddenly Solomon still taped to the chair crash on to the roof of the car, "MOM."

(Meanwhile)

Yaoyorozu and Neito arrived at what was Jiro's place, They got out of the car walked up to the door to find it partially open, "Someone picked the lock." Momo said as she opened the door and walked in and Neito followed, "Wow it's actually really clean in here." he was surprised by the lack of dust, "I send people monthly to tend to the house, I see they've been doing a great job." The two went up the stairs searching every room for more evidence, they reached the bedroom where they found Drawers and cabinets open but nothing really destroyed or thrown about, "That Bastard." Yaoyorozu started rummaging through everything frantically, throwing clothes out the drawers trying to find it.

"Why are you looking for?" Neito asked but but the creation hero didn't answer, Neito asked again, "Hey what are looking for?" Momo didn't answer again, he grabbed her and began shaking her, "CALM DOWN AND TALK TO ME." Momo slapped him and he stopped, "I'm looking for her costume but it seems who ever broke in took it." She sat down on the bed and began to cry, Neito forgot that she was really close to Jiro when she was alive and that they were practically best friends all throughout UA.

"Just leave." Neito didn't want to make her any more mad than she already was, he followed her instructions and left the room and decided to wait by the car. Yaoyorozu sat on the bed looked at all the photos Jiro had tapped to her mirror, there were from many points in her friend's life, from UA to her first gig with last band, she even kept the photo of them on her wedding day, she had payed Axel Rose to jump out of her cake as a wedding gift. She loved the memories but that's all she had left, just memories.

"Momo?" She looked over and couldn't believe her eyes, "Is that really you?" Jiro asked her but Yoayorozu looked at her in shock, "It's me Jiro, don't you recognize me?" The creation hero got up from her bed and pulled a sword from her chest, "You are not Jiro and how dare you pretend to be her, for that I cannot forgive." she swung her sword but Jiro narrowly ducked out of the way, "MOMO STOP ITS REALLY ME."

"JIRO IS DEAD." Yoayorozu proclaimed, "And you will be too."

NEXT TIME ON MAKE THEM SUFFER, JIRO VS MOMO