Anguish, the Fatal Rose (Part Two)

Les Shaman Miserables

"You at the barricade listen to this!"

Enjolren and his rebel force had held out for a day after Maroche's untimely death, and they were even more jumpy and even more irate than before, if possible. The officer with the loud-bailer was now Enjolren's first target.

"The people of Paris sleep in their beds!" the officer yelled. "You have no chance, no chance at all! Why throw your lives away?"

Enjolren shook his head. There was only one way to deal with stubborn infidels like the officer with the loud-bailer. Slowly, the leader stood up and stood atop the barricade, a definite sign of insubordination.

"Let us die facing our foes!" Enjolren roared, sending a chill down everyone's spine with his emotionless voice and his anger-contorted face. "Make them bleed while we can! Make them pay through the nose!"

Enjolren turned around and looked down upon the poised and ready insurgents. As he jumped down to the ground, he cried, "Make them pay for every man! Let others rise to take our place until the earth is free!"

Enjolren grabbed his gun and made the first shot: straight through the heart of man with the loud-bailer.

The gunfire became rapid and heavy. Enjolren blasted as many people as he could, blood pouring out of every body on both sides.

A steady trickle of blood began to mat Enjolren's head. He looked up to see Meenefeyrac had been murdered.

"Meenefeyrac…" Enjolren murmured, but continued to shoot at the enemy. He was doing a great job of slaying everyone in his path, creating a swathe larger than the barricade itself, but he could not deny that people were beginning to fall on the rebels' side.

The first, after Meenefeyrac, was Kantferre, who was shot through the head while reloading his gun. Marioh was stricken through the leg and fell, merely unconscious, but Enjolren shuttered, thinking him dead.

"Marioh… Kantferre…"

Opaly shot down the Lieutenant before being taken down by a sniper not fifteen feet away. Splotches of red fell upon Enjolren's pale face and the cobblestone ground. Norilly merely twisted to get a better view before her head was nearly blown off, her throat gushing gore. Chatgles was shot through the stomach, giving him the opportunity to live through a slow, painful death.

"Opaly… Norilly… Chatgles…"

Ashitaire and Hitosa were still fighting bravely, but Ashitaire's time was limited, for his arm was bleeding badly. The hemorrhage caused him to die within five minutes, leaving two rebels left, the two that were most closely linked.

"Ashitaire…!"

Enjolren began to blast recklessly, killing many and not giving a damn about them. Hitosa was doing well with her controlled blasts, but as she reloaded her gun, Enjolren watched the gruesome explosion of her heart. The bullet pierced her perfect skin, and Enjolren lost it then.

"Hitosa!"

Enjolren, restrained by the last moments of Hitosa's life, kissed her passionately just as life left her. The passion of it all, the madness that she was thrown into… Enjolren was now beating himself up for not taking the chance and having his way with the fragile virgin before him.

The French, now seeing the lone rebel off guard, shot him through the heart. The horrid sting was nothing compared to the globs of blood pouring over his body. He breathed in.

He never got to exhale.

A/N: Yes, unfortunately, everyone is dead… (cries for Ren) Poor Ren… I hated this part of the play, because everyone kicked the bucket! It wasn't cool at all!

Ren: Don't worry, Anna's still alive.

(Satine sees Ren)

Satine: REN!

(Satine glomps Ren)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Shaman King or Les Mis.

BIG NEWS!
I finally decided what my next anime musical will be. It will be...

Hair with the Yugioh cast! I know that Yugioh is a real departure from Shaman King, but none of the Shaman King characters fit in Hair... oh well, but my only hint is that Hiroto Honda will be Claude Bukowski! And that Seto Kaiba is in it! More soon, peeps!