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A/N : HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Innocent Sin by: apocalipticoblivion
Chapter Three
Boukyaku grinned as she saw the sudden change in Omi's attitude. She jumped up, and clapped her hands together, exclaiming, "If we're leaving, then what are we just sitting around for?!"
So Nagi Naoe, knwon on the battlefeild as Prodigy, faced teh door that kept them form leaving and closed his eyes, and just as fast as he closed them the door blew and crushed the spot where Murakami once stood.
But, he wasn't there anymore. He had left to the front office to phone for new employees. Mumbling something about 'foolish little girls, destorying what I have worked so hard to achieve!'
So the four youths crept around towards the equipment, Boukyaku taking the lead and placing her hand on the control panel pausing as if she was listening to something.
"Come on, we have to get out of here." Omi said walking away, everyone following except Boukyaku. "Boukyaku? Aren't you coming?"
It seemed as though his words fazed right through her as if she wasn't there.
She spun around faster than they had expected making the young boys jump. Her younger sister, Sora, just stood her ground smiling.
"Find anything?" Sora said with an amused gleam in her big eyes when she saw the 'big strong men' jump.
"There are guards patroling the main and secondary corridors," she paused, "the third corridors are guarded more heavily... What are they keeping down there?"
"That is none of you're business, brat."
The voice came from the doorway, causing them to turn in the other dirrection to be facing Murakami.
The older man had a feral grin on his face. He looked towards the two young girls. Scanning their bodiese looking for any possible weapons.
"What do you want from me now, old man?" Boukyaku said dangerously, "You killed them, and then you tried to take my brother too! Where is he now?!"
"Corridor three... Heavily guarded, child."
Boukyaku gasped, "I should have known... I should have known that you would come back for him!!"
With that, she lunged at the man twice her age. Swinging punches right and left. Not caring if they made their mark or not. She was too blinded by anger.
Anger consumed her to the point of when she pinned him to the ground, Murakami couldn't even move. Boukyaku was out for blood.
Murakami's blood.
And she would stop at nothing to achieve the sight of him writhing in pain on the very same floor that her younger sister and her two new friends were standing.
"You bastard!" she clawed at his face. "How dare you take him! Wasn't it enough that you raped him too?!" her face contorted in a mask of agony and rage. "You deserve death! But that would be the easy way out, wouldn't it?!"
"Oneesan! Don't kill him!"
"Imouto, I have no time to listen to you're mindless preachings of peace today!" Boukyaku stated as she repeatively slammed Murakamis head into the cement, which began to dent and crack. Blood flew every where, splattering on the walls, the equipment and other places..
Murakami stopped moving all together, either passed out or dead. Boukyaku hoped the later.
Easily she slipped off of him, walking towards the other youths.
She stopped when she saw that Sora hid behind Nagi, avoiding her sisters gaze.
"Fine, you have no concept of the word rape." Boukyaku said walking towards the exit closer to the young group.
"Lets go!" ordered the older girl. "We have no time to waste!"
They left, but when they came across the path that would take them to the third corridor. Boukyaku paused. The others hadn't realized she had stopped and went down the staircase.
Omi, Nagi, and Sora ran towards the exit knocking out the gaurds they came across.
Sora stopped, "You guys... I can't feel my sisters presence..." she said while looking around. "She's not here!"
"Shit..." Nagi cursed under his breath.
"Let's find her. She probably went to the third corridor to rescue Mokushi..."
They ran back to the staircase, going down it slowly but fast enough to get down it in a matter of less than two minutes.
Gasping at all of the dead bodies strown about every where.
"They're all dead. She killed them all." Omi said with a hand raised to cover his mouth. With his other hand he checked the pulse of a few of them. Not wanting to touch any more of the now cold, lifeless bodies.
They heard whispering trailing down the hall.
Crying echoed of of the walls as they passed, noticing the familiar trail of bodies to lead them to where Boukyaku resided.
About five doors down, the whispering grew louder.
In the small window that the door possesed, Boukyaku was hugging onto a boy a few years older than she herself. Both looking almost exactly alike. Except his hair was the darkest out of the three, and he had one green eye and one gold eye.
"M-mokushi...." She was practically choking on her sobs, "I've f-finally found you....b-but why were you kept here... Why didn't you escape?! You have the p-power to do so!"
"He threatened you're lives, Yours' and Soras'... I had to stay..." The mans voice was kind yet, sad.
"Lets go... Omi, Nagi, and Sora are waiting for me... no wait...us..." she had paused, a smile gracing her face. "They're probably outside by now..."
"We would be, if Sora hadn't stopped us." Nagi's voice said from the doorway. "Hurry up. We have to go before they send reinforcements..."
"Ahh... Okay! But, first tell me. What have you two young men have been doing to my imoutos?" Mokushi said standing up to his full height one full foot above Nagi's head.
"N-nothing, niisan!" The two girls blurted out in unison.
"Good, or I would have had to do something about that..."
Omi and Nagi looked like they were going to run for their lives. They normally could have taken on a guy twice their size, but if he might have happened to be stronger than Boukyaku... they haven't even seen Sora's but they had the feeling that they might not want to make them angry...
A grin appeared on his face as he started laughing, "Ahhhh, I think I'm going to like you're new friends imouto-chans."
Mokushi put his arms around the two boys shoulders, and then began walking off with them.
The two girls tackled their brother, yelling at him not to touch their friends.
"Hahahaaa... Just kidding! I won't touch you're boyfriends!" He said running to keep a few good feet ahead of the now seething sisters.
"Their not our boyfriends!!"
"Well at least I won't worry about them hitting on you, imoutos!"
"And whys that, Niisan?"
"Because their about as straight as a rainbow." when Mokushi was faced with confused stares... he sighed and said again. "Their gay. They like each other. Get it now, imoutos?"
"Ohh okay-- Hey! They might not be gay!" said Sora with a dumbfounded look.
"Trust me imouto. Their gay." Boukyaku said looking back at the two young now flustered boys, "Just hurry up and kiss. I've been waiting for you two to sort out you're own feelings... and now... I have a head-ache."
"You are a head-ache." Mokushi said with a big, goofy smile.
"Are not!"
"Are too!" Mokushi mocked.
"I wish I had siblings to fight with..." Omi said a bit depressingly after a while into the argument.
"Same here, but well Schu is like my younger brother..."
"Younger? He looks older!"
"He is... but he acts younger..." Nagi said smiling a little.
"Come on love-birds! Or we might just leave without you!" Mokushi's voice rang down the long hallway.
"Wait...I would want a sister. Not a brother now..." Omi said suddenly, "They're not as noisy... at least I think so..."
"Lets go... I think Siberian might have died of a heart attack knowing that you were kidnapped, and then held hostage with a member of Schwartz. While meeting a crazy bunch of siblings...."
"Oh dear.... you might be right... He is a mother hen after all. He should have been codenamed after a female chicken istead of a cat..." Omi said with a sigh.
"Let's go..."
[Back in the room where they were kept}
"I will get you back, brats. It's not over until I say it's over..." Murakami was not on the floor anymore.
He was standing next to the monitor that showed the video cameras footage. He was watching the five young children, not quite adults leave the building.
"I'll let you go see you're teams and family... but I will come to claim what is mine..."
TBC
A/N : Please review! I'll update faster!
A/N : HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Innocent Sin by: apocalipticoblivion
Chapter Three
Boukyaku grinned as she saw the sudden change in Omi's attitude. She jumped up, and clapped her hands together, exclaiming, "If we're leaving, then what are we just sitting around for?!"
So Nagi Naoe, knwon on the battlefeild as Prodigy, faced teh door that kept them form leaving and closed his eyes, and just as fast as he closed them the door blew and crushed the spot where Murakami once stood.
But, he wasn't there anymore. He had left to the front office to phone for new employees. Mumbling something about 'foolish little girls, destorying what I have worked so hard to achieve!'
So the four youths crept around towards the equipment, Boukyaku taking the lead and placing her hand on the control panel pausing as if she was listening to something.
"Come on, we have to get out of here." Omi said walking away, everyone following except Boukyaku. "Boukyaku? Aren't you coming?"
It seemed as though his words fazed right through her as if she wasn't there.
She spun around faster than they had expected making the young boys jump. Her younger sister, Sora, just stood her ground smiling.
"Find anything?" Sora said with an amused gleam in her big eyes when she saw the 'big strong men' jump.
"There are guards patroling the main and secondary corridors," she paused, "the third corridors are guarded more heavily... What are they keeping down there?"
"That is none of you're business, brat."
The voice came from the doorway, causing them to turn in the other dirrection to be facing Murakami.
The older man had a feral grin on his face. He looked towards the two young girls. Scanning their bodiese looking for any possible weapons.
"What do you want from me now, old man?" Boukyaku said dangerously, "You killed them, and then you tried to take my brother too! Where is he now?!"
"Corridor three... Heavily guarded, child."
Boukyaku gasped, "I should have known... I should have known that you would come back for him!!"
With that, she lunged at the man twice her age. Swinging punches right and left. Not caring if they made their mark or not. She was too blinded by anger.
Anger consumed her to the point of when she pinned him to the ground, Murakami couldn't even move. Boukyaku was out for blood.
Murakami's blood.
And she would stop at nothing to achieve the sight of him writhing in pain on the very same floor that her younger sister and her two new friends were standing.
"You bastard!" she clawed at his face. "How dare you take him! Wasn't it enough that you raped him too?!" her face contorted in a mask of agony and rage. "You deserve death! But that would be the easy way out, wouldn't it?!"
"Oneesan! Don't kill him!"
"Imouto, I have no time to listen to you're mindless preachings of peace today!" Boukyaku stated as she repeatively slammed Murakamis head into the cement, which began to dent and crack. Blood flew every where, splattering on the walls, the equipment and other places..
Murakami stopped moving all together, either passed out or dead. Boukyaku hoped the later.
Easily she slipped off of him, walking towards the other youths.
She stopped when she saw that Sora hid behind Nagi, avoiding her sisters gaze.
"Fine, you have no concept of the word rape." Boukyaku said walking towards the exit closer to the young group.
"Lets go!" ordered the older girl. "We have no time to waste!"
They left, but when they came across the path that would take them to the third corridor. Boukyaku paused. The others hadn't realized she had stopped and went down the staircase.
Omi, Nagi, and Sora ran towards the exit knocking out the gaurds they came across.
Sora stopped, "You guys... I can't feel my sisters presence..." she said while looking around. "She's not here!"
"Shit..." Nagi cursed under his breath.
"Let's find her. She probably went to the third corridor to rescue Mokushi..."
They ran back to the staircase, going down it slowly but fast enough to get down it in a matter of less than two minutes.
Gasping at all of the dead bodies strown about every where.
"They're all dead. She killed them all." Omi said with a hand raised to cover his mouth. With his other hand he checked the pulse of a few of them. Not wanting to touch any more of the now cold, lifeless bodies.
They heard whispering trailing down the hall.
Crying echoed of of the walls as they passed, noticing the familiar trail of bodies to lead them to where Boukyaku resided.
About five doors down, the whispering grew louder.
In the small window that the door possesed, Boukyaku was hugging onto a boy a few years older than she herself. Both looking almost exactly alike. Except his hair was the darkest out of the three, and he had one green eye and one gold eye.
"M-mokushi...." She was practically choking on her sobs, "I've f-finally found you....b-but why were you kept here... Why didn't you escape?! You have the p-power to do so!"
"He threatened you're lives, Yours' and Soras'... I had to stay..." The mans voice was kind yet, sad.
"Lets go... Omi, Nagi, and Sora are waiting for me... no wait...us..." she had paused, a smile gracing her face. "They're probably outside by now..."
"We would be, if Sora hadn't stopped us." Nagi's voice said from the doorway. "Hurry up. We have to go before they send reinforcements..."
"Ahh... Okay! But, first tell me. What have you two young men have been doing to my imoutos?" Mokushi said standing up to his full height one full foot above Nagi's head.
"N-nothing, niisan!" The two girls blurted out in unison.
"Good, or I would have had to do something about that..."
Omi and Nagi looked like they were going to run for their lives. They normally could have taken on a guy twice their size, but if he might have happened to be stronger than Boukyaku... they haven't even seen Sora's but they had the feeling that they might not want to make them angry...
A grin appeared on his face as he started laughing, "Ahhhh, I think I'm going to like you're new friends imouto-chans."
Mokushi put his arms around the two boys shoulders, and then began walking off with them.
The two girls tackled their brother, yelling at him not to touch their friends.
"Hahahaaa... Just kidding! I won't touch you're boyfriends!" He said running to keep a few good feet ahead of the now seething sisters.
"Their not our boyfriends!!"
"Well at least I won't worry about them hitting on you, imoutos!"
"And whys that, Niisan?"
"Because their about as straight as a rainbow." when Mokushi was faced with confused stares... he sighed and said again. "Their gay. They like each other. Get it now, imoutos?"
"Ohh okay-- Hey! They might not be gay!" said Sora with a dumbfounded look.
"Trust me imouto. Their gay." Boukyaku said looking back at the two young now flustered boys, "Just hurry up and kiss. I've been waiting for you two to sort out you're own feelings... and now... I have a head-ache."
"You are a head-ache." Mokushi said with a big, goofy smile.
"Are not!"
"Are too!" Mokushi mocked.
"I wish I had siblings to fight with..." Omi said a bit depressingly after a while into the argument.
"Same here, but well Schu is like my younger brother..."
"Younger? He looks older!"
"He is... but he acts younger..." Nagi said smiling a little.
"Come on love-birds! Or we might just leave without you!" Mokushi's voice rang down the long hallway.
"Wait...I would want a sister. Not a brother now..." Omi said suddenly, "They're not as noisy... at least I think so..."
"Lets go... I think Siberian might have died of a heart attack knowing that you were kidnapped, and then held hostage with a member of Schwartz. While meeting a crazy bunch of siblings...."
"Oh dear.... you might be right... He is a mother hen after all. He should have been codenamed after a female chicken istead of a cat..." Omi said with a sigh.
"Let's go..."
[Back in the room where they were kept}
"I will get you back, brats. It's not over until I say it's over..." Murakami was not on the floor anymore.
He was standing next to the monitor that showed the video cameras footage. He was watching the five young children, not quite adults leave the building.
"I'll let you go see you're teams and family... but I will come to claim what is mine..."
TBC
A/N : Please review! I'll update faster!