The warning that Mukuro gave her had been occupying her mind the entire day. Was it really going to happen?
It was now night time and everybody in the mansion had retired to their rooms. Nagi was the only one awake at the moment. Even though she felt tired,she just could not fall asleep. The fact that a notorious witch hunter was going to attack them at any moment bothered her. She felt completely unprepared; her skills at using spells were not even close to how good Mukuro was. All she can do is conjure up illusions to deceive people, but not a physical object or being.
Nagi rolled on her side in bed and curled up into a ball. The lights in her room were out so only the pale moonlight illuminated the room. Slowly, her violet eyes began to grow heavy and Nagi eventually drifted into a deep sleep.
The sound of someone banging on the door was what stirred Nagi from her sleep. As she groggily sat up in bed, Ken barged into the room and pulled her to her feet. "It's about time you woke up, we have to go." he said, panic clear in his voice. It was unusual for Ken to say something without at least one insult in a sentence.
"Ken, what's going on? Are you all right?" Nagi asked.
The boy still held on to her wrist tightly, running through the mansion as fast as he could. "We're under attack you idiot!" Ken shouted as he dragged Nagi down a flight of stairs.
As soon as the two reached the bottom of the stairs, the wall next to them exploded into pieces. The force knocked both Nagi and Ken of their feet. Dust filled the area, making it hard to make out anything. Nagi could barely make out the silhouette of a large man whose glowing red eyes stared down menacingly at her. "Die." he growled as he brought his fist down on the ground in an attempt to crush her. Nagi managed to roll away in time and stood up, her senses now alert. In the distance, she could see Ken already transformed into a wolf-like creature. "Ken!" she shouted. The boy's ears perked up and he turned to her direction, "Go you idiot! Find Mukuro-sama!" he growled and pounced on the red-haired man. Nagi nodded and ran to find the sorcerer.
The girl ran through the mansion, looking in every room to find him. "Mukuro-sama!" she called out as she ran. Nagi's breath was getting more and more ragged, her heartbeat audible in her ears. I have to keep going. She reached the room where they had their meeting. When she opened the door, she could see a figure in one of the chairs. It was too dark to see who it was because the curtains were drawn and the chandelier was unlit. There was a feeling of dread in the air, and Nagi gulped as she stepped into the room. The red carpeting felt soft against her feet, though it seemed slightly damp. As she got closer to the person in the chair, Nagi could see a familiar hair clip glinting faintly in the darkness. "M.M...?" she muttered and slowly approved the girl. Her red hair and clothes were damp, and her body sat limply against the chair. "She's dead~" a high pitched voice said.
Nagi turned around to see who it was, only to have the door to the room shut itself with a loud bang.
"Stupid~ You shouldn't have come in here." the voice said again. Nagi turned back to M.M., but saw a littler girl with long, bright blue hair sitting in her place instead. "Wh-Who are you? What did you do to M.M.?" Nagi asked. She stepped back from the chair, feeling threatened by the ominous aura from the girl.
The blue haired girl cracked an innocent smile, "Now why does that matter? You're gong to see her very soon anyway." she said cheerfully.
Nagi's eyes widen as the girl raised her arm and pointed her hand towards Nagi. As soon as she did that, a rush of water burst through the winder, flooding the room instantly. Nagi did not react in time and ended up getting water in her mouth. She tried to get to the surface of the water, coughing and gasping for air. The water was rising close to the ceiling despite the spell being cast a few seconds ago. The door! Nagi thought. Taking a deep breath, she dove underwater and swam towards the door. She tried to turn the door knob, but it wouldn't budge at all. She was completely trapped.
She tried to swim to the surface once again, but a vortex formed out of nowhere and tossed Nagi and the furniture around the room at dizzying speeds. She was running out of air, causing her vision to darken. Just when she thought her consciousness was going to fade, Nagi felt herself hit the ground with a thud. Where am I? she thought. She was no longer in the meeting room, but in some sort of dungeon. Torches were lined up along the walls and there were cells every few meters. There was a rancid smell in the air, making Nagi get a bad feeling about the place.
The sound of metal clanging against metal met Nagi's ears. It sounded like a fight was going on somewhere. Nagi went with her instincts and headed to the right. She embraced herself in order to keep as warm as possible since she was still wet from before. As she walked, she left a trail of footsteps behind her.
The sound got louder and louder as Nagi walked on. She soon reached a rust old door that looked like it had not been used until recently. Instead of a simple doorknob, there was a rust covered wheel that made a ear piercing screech as Nagi slowly turned it. As soon as the door unhinged, she pushed the door and was met with a sight that made her blood run cold. Before her was what looked like a dimly lit lab. Everything was in disarray - broken glass and instruments littered the place and tables were upturned.
But what had her attention was Mukuro fighting a losing battle against a man who wore a white blood stained dress shirt. The man had a wild, sadistic look in his eyes. The navy-haired boy was leaning against his trident, looking like he would collapse any second. He had cuts and stab wounds that dyed his clothes crimson. "Mukuro-sama!" Nagi exclaimed in horror.
Mukuro slowly turned his head to look at her, wincing in pain as he did, "Nagi... I told you to run." he said weakly before his body finally gave out and feel to the floor.
The girl couldn't muster the strength to scream. She could only stand in sheer horror and shock as she stared at an unconscious Mukuro. "Ah~ you must be another on of those horrid creatures." the man who Mukuro was fighting said. He looked at Nagi with wide, dark eyes hungrily like a predator about to hunt down its prey. She tried to run away the way she came, but the door had disappeared and was replaced by a wall. The man chuckled at her helplessness, and walked up to her, "You certainly are foolish to come here little witch." he said.
Nagi was barely able to dodge a swing of the knife that the man held. She whimpered in pain as she felt a stinging sensation in her arm. She ran to the centre of the room where Mukuro lay, not caring about the shards of broken glass that pierced her feet. "Mukuro-sama!" she cried, kneeling down besides him.
He was not breathing.
"You can't save him." the man said, appearing behind her. He thrust his knife into her back, and Nagi fell to the ground besides her companion.
Nagi shot up in bed, her heart beating violently in her chest. She patted herself down, checking for any stab wounds. Nothing. It was just a dream. Nagi breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards her window. The sun was already up, and the grandfather clock on the opposite side of her bed indicated that is was 10 in the morning. Even though she had a long night of sleep, she felt as if she was up the whole night.
Before she could lie back down to get a few more minutes of sleep, Ken just like in her dream, burst through her door. "Oi you have an errand to run, byon!"