Dark Entity

4 – Taken

Togusa's eyelids slowly parted open, and blinked a couple of times but his vision was still a bit blurry afterwards. He found himself staring down at his lap, and then remembered what happened to him. Lifting up his head slowly, wincing every time he breathed because of his broken ribs, he looked straight out in front of him. He let out a quiet gasp when he realized he was in the meeting room where more hostages were sitting, and staring either back at him or at their clasp hands nervously. His light brown eyes shifted around the room when he tried to move, but his hands were tied tightly behind him in the wooden chair he was sitting in. He tried to move his legs, but they too, were tied with some kind of restraint, he couldn't tell though.

"Well, well," whispered Ryusaki from behind him. "I was wondering how long you'd wake up after getting your ass kick by my subordinate."

Togusa narrowed his eyebrows curiously, and looked over his shoulder to see who it was. 'Is he the leader?' He thought.

Ryusaki stood behind him, and before Togusa could get a good look to see who he was, he put him in a tight headlock. He squeezed his neck hard and quick, just to hear Togusa choke when his air was blocked from entering his lungs. He relaxed a little for him to breathe again, but didn't release his hold completely when he reached around to grab the young man's jaw. Placing his face near the side of Togusa's, he smiled, and whispered to him.

"In a few minutes," Ryusaki explained, "I'd like for you to do something for me."

From the corner of his eye, Togusa gazed at him, wincing painfully. "Who the hell are you?" He demanded under a hoarse voice.

"You don't know?" He asked. "Oh my. It's not important right now, but I would like for you to know several other things..."

"What's that?" frowned Togusa.

"Number one," started Ryusaki. "Your friends who are in the building with you are having a heck of a time fighting all of my comrades." Pausing, he noticed the blank expression over his face. "Oh? You don't look worried."

"No."

Ryusaki smiled slowly. "You should be, my friend," he explained why. "I have two armoured suits and twenty of my men shooting at them on separate floors." He chuckled. "I wouldn't contact them though, because my hacker friend placed a barrier around the room so those who don't have the access aren't able to contact each other through mind-link."

Togusa's eyes widen, his face mixed with worry and pain. He attempted to contact the Major and then Batou, but errors popped up several times. "No..." murmured the injured Section 9 agent.

"Now that you see my point, I can continue," He glanced up at the hostages, and smiled. "I sent those cops who were waiting a couple of floors above you before you were attacked earlier to their graves." Tightening his choke hold and his hand over Togusa's jaw, he added, "Lastly, since you're more important to me, I don't need the rest of you ladies and gentlemen."

He stood, laughing when he heard all of the hostages gasp in fright. Releasing his hold on Togusa, and took out a syringe with a micro-sized needle from a box that was inside his pocket. He grabbed the man's hair, craned his head to the left, and inserted an inch long protruding needle inside Togusa's temple.

"Ah!" Togusa yelped. His body tensed as his eyes shut tightly as the needle invaded inside his skull to his brain. When Ryusaki pressed his thumb down on the syringe, a light greenish liquid of a small amount left and entered into his captive, and seconds later, Togusa felt a slight burning sensation through his head, and into his eyes. His eyelids shot open when he started to panic and sweat profusely. 'What did he give me!' He wondered.

"This has tiny micromachines eye doctors are currently developing for humans who have minor accidents to their eyes that can be save if they don't want an artificial eye made," explained Ryusaki, "It causes the eyes to not close when they do laser surgery on the person's eyeball." He added, "Of course, our type is a little more painful than theirs."

Gritting his teeth, Togusa stared at the hostages they were going to save from these terrorists with a pained look. The drug was affecting the nerves controlling his eyelids and even his eyelids as the drug caused them to dilate.

Still gripping Togusa's hair in his hand, he turned to two terrorists who were standing behind him waiting for orders. He told them silently to start firing on the hostages while he gets Togusa ready. Ryusaki returned his attention to Togusa while he reaches back to pull out a cable from his own neck, and inserted it inside the port within the back of Togusa's neck.

"Enjoy the entertainment my comrades will give you while I want you to broadcast this message over the news across Japan who are talking about our situation at the moment." The leader cyber-hacked into Togusa to make him say whatever he wanted to say without any of the agent's control.

'Azuma,' Ryusaki said to the hacker, 'Ready to hack through the media?'

'It's ready,' answered Azuma, 'Start whenever you're ready, sir.'

Ryusaki smiled gleefully. "Lets start this then." He closed his eyes, and fell silent.

Togusa watched in horror as the two gunmen were beginning to shoot needlessly at each hostage when he started to speak to the media and showing what was happening from his very eyes while a video camera the hacker hacked into from the desk in front of him showed who he was to everyone watching it, or were forced to watch it from a hack.

The words were forced out of his mouth at each breath he took, and each passing second, he wished the one who attacked him would've killed him instead of keeping him alive for that Ryusaki. The worst thing was watching all the men and women were being murdered needlessly in front of his very eyes he couldn't close.

"We are the Trinity Circle Organization," Ryusaki forced Togusa to explain. Togusa's heart and breathing quickened, and more sweat escaped through each pore. "We have decided to end this mission by choosing our hostages' fate in this matter because our simple demand you people weren't able to accomplish has not been met. Your choice in deciding to infiltrate these premises when you promised not to allow it is your downfall."

"All of the law enforcement, including Section Nine should award themselves with the knowledge of letting the hostages find an untimely death when they hoped you were going to rescue them from us." He took in a much needed breath, but was interrupted with Ryusaki's final message to the media who were broadcasting it live. "This means that the bomb has been activated and will execute in five minutes once this message ends."

Ryusaki unplugged the cable from Togusa, and ended the transmission. Togusa gasped, shaking in the chair when the effects of the drug gradually wore off. He felt another syringe being used, but this time was inserted into the back of his neck; near the base of his skull. He stared wide-eyed in horror at the dead men and women who were slumped back in their seats or laying over their space on the large table surrounded by blood.

Suddenly, Togusa become dizzy, and watched as everything in the room started to spin. His stomach tightened into a tight ball within his abdomen, and the feeling of nausea washed over him while the floor quickly rose up to meet him, and then he passed out.

Ryusaki cut the rope that tied Togusa's wrists, and then went down to cut the rope around his ankles, which were tied to each front leg of the chair. He motioned for the two men who were with him in the room, and ordered them to take the agent to follow him out the door to escape through an unsecured exit Azuma kept watch on.

"If those two Section Nine members and that machine they're with survives the shootout, " whispered Ryusaki as they moved down the hallway. "They're going to have a surprise, but I'm sure they were able to watch their friend..." Smirking, he glanced back at the man the two terrorists were carrying between them, and dragging his feet behind while they held their machine guns strapped to their shoulders. This is where the true fun begins.

A/N: Sorry for the lateness, and the shortness but how things are looking, I'll be able to update this once a month when I'm busy, and maybe twice a month when I'm not busy. About my grandma, she's getting better, and starting to have feeling in her left arm and leg where the stroke left her paralyzed. Good news. She's a stubborn mule so she won't give up. I gave her a pep talk too to encourage her. Thanks for reviewing. Any questions about the fic, I'll be more than happy to respond. Probably in my forum if the questions need to be answered when I know that I'll not update the rest of this month. That's a maybe though. I know one thing, how I have things planned out for this fic, it's going to be a long story to work on-possibly my longest yet.