A double apology: one for taking me up a story that is still beginning, and another for having the most rewritten only with google translator. Later I will correct it and with that, I will withdraw this second apology.

Inventory of belt with pocket dimension 38/200

- Nutritional bars x10

- Bag for money, with own pocket dimension x1: 200 gold coins

- Kali sticks, black x4

- Knife x1

- Compass x1

- Canteen x1

- Layer for the cold x1

- inexhaustible flint x1

- MP3 player with all the songs I know and like, with infinite drums (I could not live without my music) x1

- Wireless headphones x1

- Bottle with a poison of Escorgorilla x1: 500 ml

-Theries of Escorgorilla dry meat x15

NARRATOR THIRD PERSON, SERYU

Before she decided to feed Koro, something caught their attention, a mysterious guy wearing a long jacket and hood was running at full speed through the park.

It could be a person who was simply in a hurry to leave. But if that were the case, why he uses the hood? What does he have to hide? It could also be a Night Raid member who tries to go unnoticed. The subject was really fast, and if she chased take him it would take her a while to catch him.

Seryu soon decided, any suspect had to be arrested. However, before she headed in the same direction, something else caught her attention.

A couple of girls came talking on the other side without any apparent preoccupation. Although one of them, dressed in pink, seemed to be complaining about something, what really caught her attention was her partner. Tall and thin, Chinese dress of lilac color, long hair and magenta, she wore glasses and a huge scissor on her back. There was no doubt.

"Sheele of Night Raid," she said to herself, completely forgetting about the stranger in the jacket.

Justice would be served.

NARRATOR FIRST PERSON: POV RAMON

It was fortunate that the group had gone to a less populated area because the aroma had almost dissipated and I had to cross several blocks to return to have a trail to follow. Although what I found was starting to dissipate equally.

-GYAAAHH!

But it was not necessary anymore.

I managed to run towards the origin of that scream that no doubt belonged to one of the girls, which led me to what appeared to be a one-story Japanese-style mansion and extensive grounds. He had just a few guards hanging around outside.

I could not stop to think of a quick and safe way to enter by the constant cries of pain and begged that the girls gave and that they did not disturb the guards in any way, had to act immediately. Fortunately for me, it was already night, and today there was a full moon.

One last cry pointed to the end of the mansion I had to address.

THIRD POINT OF VIEW. INSIDE THE MANSION.

Air could not believe it. She wanted everything to be a nightmare, a very horrible nightmare from which she will soon to wake up.

Everything had seemed so perfect when she arrived with Fal and Luna to the capital and were received by a handsome young man named Bach who seemed such a kind and considerate person. He had even taken them to buy new clothes. But in the end, it had all been a farce to bring them to some kind of hell.

Bach had not only played with them but had delivered them without remorse to men who did not take long to 'break' them. Fal's legs had already been broken, and another had just taken one of Luna's eyes. The shouting and supplication were soon heard in both of the cases and were followed by the laughter of those monsters.

Only Air had not made any noise, the horrible image of her tortured friends and fear were such that she could not react. She had not even heard when another of those subjects - one with a round clown nose - pointed at the man holding her. Only when he felt his clothes being torn apart, could he react.

They told her that it would be delivered to a dog in heat.

Tears began to fall from Air's eyes, as she watched the dog approaching; while she heard how they beat Fal; while Luna implored for they left her and stirred so they would not take away her now single eye.

* Window noise breaking *

Akame ga Kill - 09 Gekisen OST

They all stopped what they did abruptly as they turned towards the source of the sudden noise, behind Chad and his customers.

Pieces of glass were scattered on the floor, and a figure began to rise from the place. He was of average height and except for a jacket with no gray sleeve, his body was covered in black with his face hidden under a hood.

One of the guards demanded that he identify himself, but said nothing. He just stared at the girls and he started to tremble slightly.

Everyone saw a pair of crimson red spots that began to shine from where the eyes should be, followed by a loud growl altered them all. Bach above all. Looking at those 'eyes', he could only think of the famous Night Raid killer.

The first to react was the dog that by instinct moved away as much as possible from the stranger while howling terrified.

The guards who came out of their surprise immediately ran towards the hooded figure with ready weapons: knives, clubs, swords and only some firearms.

Three were closest to the stranger, who was still groaning in his place.

OST 1:32

Suddenly the stranger jumped towards them and rested his hands on the head of the nearest one; of a turn twisted his neck killing him, before falling to the ground and throwing it to the nearest group knocking them all down.

Then disappeared in a blur to then appear on top of Bach, crashing his hand on the head of one of the customers-one who did not stop drooling-with such force that he destroyed his skull, then repeat his previous movement throwing the body to three other bodyguards. Only these, having already seen that movement and prepared to avoid it. Until the corpse passed over them.

It was a trick.

The stranger took advantage of his trap and in another blur of speed passed between them, who a few seconds later fell to the ground dead while their bodies are bleeding by cuts - two by the throat and one by the chest. Then the stranger, not ... Monster in the eyes of all stopped behind the bodies and turns to another who tries to behead him with a katana on his left side. He stops it by ramming it. Then he holds it and uses it as a human shield against a shooter, who also rammed his body against a wall, stabbing them to death with the katana.

He did not stay in his place for a long time, pushing himself to one side again, narrowly avoiding shots that hit the corpses. Noticing, he saw that just behind where he had been was a group of five: two swordsmen, one subject with sais, and the two shooters responsible for the shots, recharging.

Taking advantage of the fact that she was close to a column, she moved with her to reach the group.

With great agility, he passed between the swords of the swords and jumped on the user of sais to reach the shooters who were already aiming at him again. He manages to deflect the shot and the first one's weapon, then drills and removes the claws from his throat in an instant. He moved to the second, with whom he fights for the weapon, and in a quick movement enters his space to direct the weapon towards the user of sais and kill him with the shot.

The shooter tried to grab him, but the stranger turned back to him and bit the left side of his neck, tearing a large piece of skin and muscle, leaving him to bleed to death.

The hooded man did not allow the body to fall to the ground because he immediately turned back to where the swordsmen were, allowing him to stop a cut that reached the lungs of the dead man; while with the hand he managed to stop the second by holding it close to the handle, and in some way avoiding being cut.

The two swordsmen were terrified at the stranger's show of ability, and more when they noticed that when stopping the second sword did not show any sign of pain.

-¡What the hell are you? -Cried the thought of both, the second.

But the only response was that the first one cut his throat with a gash, and the second he removed the sword without problems, because of the fear he had, and then bury the edge in his neck.

While the stranger fought with this last group of guards. What was the last one left in the room, except for those who held the girls. Bach and his last two clients watched more and more terrified about what happened in front of them.

A single man was destroying a whole group of trained and armed guards as if nothing had happened. The blond young man who tried to remain calm was questioning how that subject could pass between his men and leave those deep scratches if he had no weapon in his hands.

- "¡Wait! ¿Scratches?"

Then he looked at the wound of one of the bodies and discovered four cuts in the shape of a claw; deep cuts. Then I look at the creature and in the little light it gave him, he could see long, thick and sharp claws from which some blood shone. What calmed him a little, knowing now that it was not the famous murderer who-well it was known-handled a sword. Then they had a chance to escape.

Without saying anything he ran to the back of the room being followed by his clients who noticed him leave and the three guards who threw the girls to follow them to the trapdoor that would take them to the escape tunnel.

Falling, at last, the body of the second swordsman, Ramón could hear the cry of the girls as they fell abruptly to the ground. Turning towards them, he noticed the blond guy getting inside a trapdoor, being followed by three guards and some men in white suits.

Knowing that he would not reach them, he took the two swords from the bodies and threw them towards the group that was fighting to enter through the secret door, waiting for them to sink into one of them. He managed to hit the target subjects, who were the last to arrive, killing them.

He was about to run for the trap door when a sharp sound stopped him suddenly. Someone, not far away, was using a whistle that was too loud for his ears.

END OF THE OST.

NARRATOR FIRST PERSON: PDV DE RAMÓN

Those damned whistles. Unlike dogs, I have the fortune of being able to cover my ears, but that does not stop my ears from humming in those eardrums.

Fortunately, it did not last long and I was able to focus on those bastards again. However, it was too late to follow them. They had managed to enter through the hidden door, which they closed, and it was likely that they would have some insurance with which I would end up fighting before I could reach them. It was also likely that some of them would blow the whistle as a warning signal, so it is likely that guards come here and ...

*Sobs*

Crying, some painful cries reminded me all of a sudden that my goal was not those miserable ones.

Turning around, I could feel my chest sinking at the sight of the three girls, who had huddled together to console themselves. The smell of fear covered them all and I could feel the blood of one of them: the girl in blue alone was holding her friends with one of her hands while covering her right eye, or where she must have had her eye, if the blood I ran down his sleeve to clarified me what happened her. The yellow one was held by her two friends while she looked at me with clear fear and made a futile effort to resist the pain that surely came from her broken knees and seated at angles that should not be possible. Only the rose seemed to have nothing besides her clothes torn, but like the other two was terrified to see me.

I could not help but wonder how I would deal with this.

19-December-2018

Originally I had thought that one of the girls was taken hostage and died, but for the time it took me to write the chapter (both my responsibilities, and my distraction) in the end I had to leave it like that. That, and remember that this should not be such a detailed story.