Dark Entity

5 – Into Darkness

Memories of seeing the hostages being murdered right in front of him returned in his dream. In horror, he watched as they were gunned down needlessly without mercy. He tried to shut his eyes, not wanting to see anymore of this, but he couldn't.

"...!" He tried to scream, but not a sound came out.

Suddenly, Togusa snapped out of unconsciousness. "AHH!" He screamed, which echoed around the empty room, and echoed into his earlobes. He gasped for air, his chest heaving up and down, and a cold layer of sweat covered his skin. He stared wide-eyed at the bare wall in front of him until he realized where he was. Catching his breath, he looked around the room that was lighted by one light hanging above him. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, dripping off of his chin, and landed on his bare chest before rolling down it. His arms were outstretched above him, and his wrists were painfully tied tightly to a hook in the ceiling. His bare feet barely could reach the cold cement floor as he hung there for who knows how long. His body still ached from being attacked by the armoured suit he crossed paths with...

Togusa's eyes widened. 'Major and Batou!' He thought, and wondered if they were okay when he remembered what the terrorist's leader mentioned to him. The man chuckled. 'Of course they are, don't be an idiot.' He lowered his eyes, and sighed a shuddery breath.

He then absentmindedly twisted his wrists, but grimaced when the rope seemed like it became tighter. A small commotion of voices startled the Section 9 member, and he looked over his shoulder when the door unlocked, and squeaked as it opened wide to reveal a group of armed men. They entered the room, followed by the one called Ryusaki. The men surrounded him quietly, and Ryusaki stopped behind him.

Ryusaki gazed up at him with an amused smirk on his face when Togusa looked away. "I see that you're finally awake," He looked at Togusa's back, and noticed a scar from a bullet wound. He reached up and tapped his finger over the scar, and said, "Looks like someone tried to kill you, and thankfully they didn't." He smiled happily.

Togusa gasped a little, his back muscles tensed, and he jumped a little when he felt Ryusaki's finger touch the place where he was shot by one of the members from that Narcotics Suppression Squad before bailing out the window.

"Don't touch me," Togusa sneered.

Ryusaki stopped, smiling up at him as he walked around to face him. He noticed the exit wound on Togusa's chest. "Ha-ha. That damn bullet went through you," He added, "You're a tougher cop than I thought. You can get it fixed better than that these days, you know."

"Shut up, you bastard," muttered Togusa. "What the hell do you want with me?"

"Hey!" Ryusaki glared up at him. "Be patient, and I'll get to that point." He smiled darkly. "Now, where was I?"

"Cut the crap..." Togusa murmured. He closed his eyes, wishing he was elsewhere. This guy certainly knows how to piss someone off. Normally, he wouldn't be quick-tempered, but this situation brought his nerves up to their limits, and Ryusaki was certainly pushing him to his breaking point.

"How's your wife and kids?" Ryusaki suddenly asked.

Togusa's eyelids shot open. He looked murderously at the leader who smiled up at him, and for a moment, he didn't move as he glared coldly at Ryusaki. The question about his beloved wife and children wasn't anything he suspected a terrorist to ask, unless – Togusa eyes widened in horror. 'No!'

"What did you do to them?" shouted Togusa.

He swung a kick toward Ryusaki's face. Ryusaki dodged it, snatching his hand around the ankle, and threw a hard fist into the man's abdomen.

"Aaaauugh!" Togusa shouted. The impact of the punch caused the air to be knocked out of him, and his body tensed up at the excruciating pain he received. He couldn't even move while the leader kept a hold around his ankle.

"Hold him while I cut him down," Togusa heard him say when he shut his eyes and rested his head back, groaning in pain that seemed to never cease this weak.

Two men strapped their weapons to their shoulder and approached Togusa, and securely held his legs while Ryusaki roughly pulled down the hook, which was on a chain to lower Togusa enough so he could cut him down. He then pulled out a combat knife from his belt, and started to saw at the rope, but not at his wrists. After less than thirty seconds, the last string was about to be cut, and the leader told the two men to let go of their captive's legs. They did as they were told, and Togusa dropped down, but fell into Ryusaki, who wrapped his arms around him to hold him up for several moments.

"I'm not the type to go and hurt a man's wife and kids, nor are either of my people" he said in his ear, "We'll leave that up to others who are into that shit." He paused, and satisfied on not receiving any more response from Togusa, he went on. "Now then..." He trailed off as he pushed him off of him, and threw him to the floor.

Togusa landed hard on his backside, and the back of his skull smacked against the hard concrete. His world went black for a moment, but Ryusaki slapped his face several times to wake him up. Ryusaki grasped his hands around his neck and forehead, and made him look up into his eyes.

"Believe me," He started. "There's so many terrible things I want to do to you for what you did to my brother's life because you ruined it. You ruined our lives for God knows how long. I hate you for that. I despise you so much that I want to kill you in the worst possible way."

Togusa looked at him, narrowing his eyes. He didn't know what the man was talking about. 'His brother?'

"So, instead of killing you to take revenge on the behalf of my brother," continued Ryusaki, "I thought about just giving you a beating, and watching it on the side. It'll be my entertainment for the evening.." Smiling, while adding, "Then, later on, I'll give you something else. Something I've never thought would be possible to do to my enemy until now."

With that settled, he grabbed his neck with both hands, and easily lifted him up off the ground, and then violently pushed him toward one of his men. Togusa staggered over, and his stomach met with a butt of a rifle.

"GAH!" Togusa doubled over, grabbing onto the man's sleeve to stay on his feet. Ryusaki smiled, and walked over to a wall, and leaned up against it as he watched them push Togusa all around their circle of punishment. They punched, kicked, and used their guns to beat Togusa, and hitting him where ever they were able to make contact with.

Bleeding, bruised, and exhausted, Togusa staggered to the floor, and dropped in a heap. His eyes were barely open, blood leaked around his eye, but he was too exhausted to even care as he started to slip back into darkness.

"All right," muttered Ryusaki. "Atsushi, Jun'Ichi, carry him back to the other room so Ayame can clean him up."

"Yes, sir!" The two he ordered bowed and grabbed Togusa by the arms and legs, and carefully carried him out of the room and down the corridor.

Ryusaki sighed, and smiled to himself while the rest of his men walked out of the room to go back to what they were doing before he gathered them up to bring him here. He could've done much worst to Togusa, but he wouldn't be able to give him the Dark Entity if he was dead. "Hmm." He chuckled. The Dark Entity, the best thing his brother came up with, but was now used for his advantage that most people, like the police and the government, would think as an act of terrorism. No, to him, it was an act of justice against the governments of the world. The Japanese government will play by his book once he uses Togusa against them, and that is his plan.

'Those damn Section Nine members fucked up my comrades without any problem,' He angrily thought. 'They will pay soon.'

A/N: Yay. I finally updated this. Better than nothing, and I didn't want anyone to wait any longer. So, I had to update this. As always, tell me what you think. Let me guess, you hate Ryusaki? I hate him too. I'll see you when I next update.