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"K" - Talking
Red - Speaking in English
'Canary' - Thinking
Flashback - Flashback
Yes! I'm in N-Rank now!
I'm going to keep earning points and get more power!
Mission: Keep bullying the Black Dog.
Keep toying with the Blues.
Members of Scepter 4 were gathered around Fushimi's laptop. The megane found the underground website for users from Jungle. Everything was a game to the foot soldiers, leading to a few to wonder if the users knew they were a real threat to the lives of others. They were out patrolling for days because of JUNGLE's shenanigans and they were beginning to feel exhausted.
"T-this isn't good." Color drained from Hidaka's face, worrying the others. He turned the screen to the others, faces paled, teeth gritted and brows furrowed.
Mission Update:
Recruit the Red Canary
In the Blue King's office, Seri gave her report. "The Green Clan is using a very advanced tool that keeps them anonymous on the Net to orchestrate incidents across the city, like it's all for fun. To worsen the situation, it also seems they've somehow gained access to deadly firearms. They seem to be the same models used by the Red Clan's missing clansmen; we assumed she may have participated in these incidents until further research revealed JUNGLE desires to have her as on of their own. Furthermore, numerous members of the Green Clan have been brought in with injuries. The most recent is an interesting case however with first degree burns along his face and second degree burns on his buttocks. We have yet to confirm if she has decided to become a vigilante. Also, last night, in the midst of our investigations in Shizume, we had an encounter with the Red Clan that ended in a stare-down."
"So…they still had that option. It's their way of harassing us." Munakata couldn't but smile in amusement. "Awashima-san, I want you to contact the Red Clan. And please do it as quickly as possible.
"Yes sir."
With the blonde's departure he leaned back in his chair, eyes closed. 'It would seem luck is on our side. A skilled gunman joining the Green Clan could prove to be more deadly than many realize. I can only hope she remains loyal to the Red Clan…wherever she is…'
At HOMRA, Kosuke and Eric walked through the door in time to see the others watching their sleeping King. They shook their heads at the inquisitive looks they received, everyone sighed in disappointment. The clansmen went out daily, scouring Shizume for any sign of Eve; her abandoned apartment, her favorite okonomiyaki restaurant and convenience store, Mikoto and Tatara's graves, but there was no trace. It was almost like she turned into a ghost. "Hey, Yata-san…it looks like Anna fell asleep…" Kamamoto spoke up when he saw the vanguard leader lower his head.
"Guys don't just stand there. Put a blanket on the little lady. Eve-chan would kill us if we let her freeze." Chitose stepped in, placing Anna's favorite red blanket across her. The men found solace in the fact Anna was unconscious. Ever since Seri had come with information on Eve Anna had been quieter than usual, the child was obviously lost in her thoughts. They were sure the foreigner was alive but that wasn't enough to sooth their nerves whenever they thought about her.
"I knew she was smart, but I didn't it would enough to avoid the eye of most Shizume residents." Bando commented.
"She's either a genius or some kind of stupid." This earned Eric a look of disapproval from Kosuke.
"Honestly, I'm worried about her…" Kosuke spoke up after a lull. "I thought she would've returned on her own by now. I can't think of any reason for her to disappear and have so many identities other than she's on the run. Someone or something is out there, and she doesn't feel safe. Or…she doesn't trust us." It was no secret that Kosuke felt guilty. He blamed himself for helping her and letting her follow Mikoto that night. She had always been so strong and cheery in any situation she faced that he sometimes forgot she was only human. Tatara, probably the first person she trusted since coming to Japan, dying in her arms was a crack. Witnessing Mikoto's death and holding him while he took his last breath broke her. Sometimes he felt like she would never return. He felt like they had failed her. He failed her.
A 8-Bit video game style clip of the transpiring deaths of Tatara and Mikoto's deaths played, aweing the Shizume citizens in shock at the distasteful sight. "I must admit that was a nice tactic. They actually showed up." The Eve look alike chuckled. She was seated in the back of a white limo parked not too far from the hotel Mikoto and Munakata faced off in a year prior. "I can almost understand why my little bird stayed with them, the miniscule one is quite amusing."
A group of men sat in the car with her, all sitting stiff as a board but she had her sights set on one in particular. A laptop was perched on his lap and he'd occasionally tap buttons. "Newbie, what's going on in there?"
"The Green Clan has made themselves known and were almost immediately defeated ma'am." Despite the sweat rolling down his face he kept a calm tone.
"And how much is that brat worth?" she turned to another man.
"100,000 Jungle Points, ma'am."
"Jungle Points raise their rank like EXP. The more difficult the mission, the more points they earn. So far, the missions seem petty, targeting the Dog and Blues. The boss should've known better than to let such low-level minions target a King. Send the second wave, Werner."
"Understood." The man next to her pulled out a cellphone, already dialing a number. "Time's up, Fynn. Move in."
'How peculiar.' The Blue King watched as his clansmen immediately got to work, collecting weapons and arresting Green clansmen.
"They have foreign weapons." Dewa spoke up when he noticed the look in Munakata's eyes. "Wichita Single Shots, Desert Eagles, 44 Magnum Long Barrels, Stevens 520-30 12 Gauges, and even more that I can't even begin to identify."
"H-how do you even know that?" Chitose asked his partner, cigarette falling out of his mouth.
"Eve tended to ramble. Every time she lost a round; she would compare weapons. She actually used some of these, but I believe the Desert Eagle was her favorite." Dewa informed everyone who looked at him oddly. He thought back to when she first discovered what she could do; she was ecstatic and would sit in the bar practicing different forms. She had gotten so skilled that the intricate details surprised even Mikoto, it looked like she was holding a red dyed weapon but after Tatara's murder she wasn't able to mold her aura properly.
"You had a very talented and intelligent clansmen in your ranks. She was suspected to have had a role in JUNGLE's action until recently, the trap has proven us wrong." Munakata spoke to Anna.
"Oi! What are you trying to blame Eve-san for?!" Yata bellowed; this gain the attention of all the Blues in the vicinity.
"For week now we've been taking Green Clansmen into our custody; just about all the them have suffered from burn wounds. When we became a primary target of JUNGLE we assumed she joined them until there was a mission update this morning. The details stating, she clearly wasn't one of them." He smiled at the clansmen before him. "I also know that despite her disappearance she would never risk putting any of you in danger. No matter what attempt JUNGLE makes she will always remain loyal to you."
"Clap. Clap. Clap. This looks like a nice moment, really, too bad I don't understand a thing you're saying." The moment was interrupted by clapping coming from the entrance. Everyone turned around to face a strange man, wearing a gray pinstripe suit.
"Citizens are not allowed beyond this point. Please leave the area immediately!" Seri spoke politely but anyone would notice her firm stance and hand slowly drifting to her sword.
"Still not understanding a word here, Lady." The man raised his hand. "JUNGLE couldn't do their job right so it's our turned to step in. How hard is it to kill one kid? Maybe Eve will come out knowing your blood is now on her hands."
"You know Eve? Where is she? What have you done with her-"
The man dropped his hand with a sinister smile. That was the moment everyone in the vicinity knew they had screwed up. They anticipated JUNGLE's trap, but no one was ready for this. The windows of all the vehicles parked in front of the building were lowered enough for them to see all the guns aimed at them. Pistols, rifles, even a machine gun. "Shoot to kill!"
With the command every weapon was fired, any bullet that didn't fly past man was reflected by the green aura surrounding him. Nearby citizens ran away shrieking, glass shattered, and blood could be seen splattered across the once pristine marble. This was bloodshed. This was a cold-blooded slaughter.
"Adieu."
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