Have a chapter. I will not be responsible for any emotional trauma caused in this chapter, it's the rabid plotbunnies. Anyway, enjoy!
Warning: Character Death
A viscous, cruel, sadistic, too many teeth smile. Hands wrapped around his throat, chocking the breath of life out of him. Shinichi stared wide eyed up at the tall man hunched over him, gun pressed to his temple, long blonde hair flared out behind him. It had been a trap. He knew it had been, he should have listened to that feeling. He clawed at the hands around his throat in an effort to loosen them, but nothing he did to throw the man worked. He was weak, too weak, always too weak!
"Gin!" Shinichi gasped out, feeling his body burn from where those fingers pressed against his mating marks. He scrabbled some more, for oxygen, for relief, to stop the burning in his body, anything.
"Kudo Shinichi, you who escaped me, shall die, but not before you watch all those who you love die!" Gin snarled, a wicked smirk darkening his face. Shinichi cried out, he didn't care if he cried in front of this man, not now, he cried out for his mates, his flock, anyone. No one answered. Why did no one answer? He cried out again, only to be dragged up and see them all gagged and lined up before him. The gun that had been pressing against his head moved away. He thrashed some more, screaming for his mates.
"Which one first?" Gins voice whispered in his ear.
"No!" Shinichi cried, twisting, thrashing, writhing, clawing, anything to get free. The gun in front of him swayed between his mates. No no no no no nonono NO!
BANG
Shinichi froze, his eyes widening, glimmering with tears. Saguru and Kaito's bodies, both dyed red with blood. He made a wounded noise, Gin releasing him to run up to his mates.
"Get up. Get up. Come on, get up. You can't be dead. You can't be. You promised. Get up." Shinichi whimpered, gingerly shaking their bodies, nuzzling their mating marks in hope for a reaction. Nothing. Why?
"Whose next?" The maniac behind him laughed. Shinichi twisted around wide eyed, just in time to see the flash of the gun and the crumpling bodies.
BANG
His parents.
BANG
Ran and her parents
BANG
Hattori and Toyoma-chan
BANG
The Detective Boys
BANG
Haibara
BANG
The professor.
BANG
Division One
BANG
His classmates and Soccer team mates
BANG
One by one the bodies of everyone he knew crumpled to the ground, blood pouring out of their heads. Everyone gone. All because of him, because of his mistake. All he could do was sit there limply. What was the point? Everyone was gone. Glassy eyed, pale, tear stained and alone, Shinichi simply laid down between his mates, his body still burning from when Gin had brutally touched his mating marks. Their bodies were cold, too cold, but that didn't matter, not anymore. He whimpered, wings moving so that they curled around his mates. He nuzzled close to the both of them, pressing kisses to their blue, too cold lips. His only reaction when rough hands grabbed his wings, breaking them beyond repair, were quiet whimpers. He wanted this over, why couldn't that man just show him one small mercy, and kill him now. He almost sighed in relief when the muzzle of the gun rested against the back of his head.
"Goodbye, Kudo Shinichi." Laughed the man in black, the reason he was even in this mess.
BANG
Well that just happened. I tell you this now, this is not, I repeat NOT the ending to the story. As much as I enjoy killing off all of the favourite/main characters at the end of a story, I never do that with fanfics. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter, or at least left hanging (cause that was kinda the idea), and I look forward to hearing what you thought in the reviews! Love ShySecret-chan!