"In the spreading darkness I exchange a pledge for the revolution"
2:58 P.M.
"Excellent, so I take it the plan went according to schedule?" A tall man clad in finery looked down to a rebel, dressed in black. "Yes My Lord. We have done as you requested." "Any casualties?" "Only Kagiyami, and he was listed as a suicide bomber anyways, if you want to be technical." The leader smiled and looked down from his vantage point.
It was a hill not far from what used to be the Academy. To his left was one rebel, on his right the machine he used to get here. "So I take it you are the only one left who would know about what possibly happened here?" "Yes…You only brought us two along remember?" "That's right…And I believed I had a reason for that…" The man began walking down the hill.
Behind him trailed the rebel. "Well yes, wasn't it because Kagiyami and myself were the only men you could find willing to betray the Rebellion?" "I suppose it is…"
The rebel faltered in his steps. "Is there more My Liege…?" "Maybe my dear man. Maybe." As the gentleman and rebel walked down the streets, few glances were given their way, despite their odd choice of clothes. Most were running down the path to the school that by now was most likely getting burned to the ground.
As the rebel walked behind the man he couldn't help but feel uneasy. To him…Something was not right. Granted he heard stories about this man, but from what he's seen, the man he is now following could be considered hospitable.
"Umm…Sir?" "Yes Aizawa?" "If it's not out of place, may I ask why we're approaching the scene?" "It's not, and it's because I have unfinished business here." "Unfinished? We just blew up the school and most likely killed whoever you wanted dead. What else could there be?" The Superior sighed and looked ahead, not bothering to answer.
Of course someone like you couldn't possibly understand the master-workings of this plan. You, 'dear fellow' are a pawn, which I'm afraid you'll find out soon enough. Life is cruel, is it not?
"Sir…?" "Sorry. And no, there still is more. Phase on of our plan may be complete, but you see, I also came here for a…reunion… of some sorts, if you will." "Reunion? Didn't that machine you had me and Kagiyami get from that crazy dude's lab send us…out of out world or something? How can you have any family out of our time?" "Call it a worldly connection if you will. And I'm afraid I'll say no more on the subject."
The rebel felt he needed more answers, but kept silent. He did know who he was dealing with after all. While they walked to their destination, the rebel couldn't help but glance at his surroundings. Who knew this was Japan? The shops looked clean; the buildings were in one piece, no sign of war. What he would give to have a home like this. He stopped however, remembering what was offered to him if he worked with the man in front of him. "So Sir, if our plan's successful, I could live in a place like this?" "Better. Much better. This is a mere façade to what awaits you back in our own time."
The rebel smiled. That was enough for him.
The Lord tried hard not to scoff at this man's stupidity. Honestly, how gullible can a man be? His train of though however was interrupted, upon spying the sigh in front of him.
The school gates were now a melted pile of gold, and police tape and officers surrounded the area. Limos were parked all around as well, most likely waiting to escort whatever surviving students there were. Well, glad to see Ambulances were in full use during this time period… The man stopped walking and looked to the skies. Smoke was now covering the sky, turning it a deep black. Clouds were nonexistent as well, and the smoke continued to spiral up.
Behind him, the rebel whistled. "Daammn. Kagi sure did know how to blow a place up."
I suppose.
Fire met the base of the buildings, quickly spreading from wall to wall, tree to tree. Although the roar of the fire drowned most noise, if heard carefully some screams and human noise could be made out. Well, looks like they won't be saved in time.
The two men were stopped however from going any further from a police officer. He didn't hide his confusion about how they were dressed however. "I sorry…sirs…but all civilians must stay away. We're still awaiting the fire department."
Beside him the rebel glared. "How dare he talk to you that way Sir!" The Superior merely smiled. "It's quite alright, we understand. Thank you for alerting us…" He turned back to the crowd, the rebel furrowing his brow in confusion before following. They left the dazed officer behind.
"Umm…Why did you do that?" "Well, it's obvious civilians can't get through." "When has that ever stopped you before?" The opposite man shook his head in amusement. "It never has, which is exactly why you have to find a way to let us in." "But Sir…how?" "It's not that hard honestly." A quick look around and the rebel followed his now moving leader around the grounds to the back. "Smart My Lord."
I'm sure it is, smarter than anything you could've thought of. To his expectations, there was no one currently guarding the back of the grounds. Police tape was all that stood in his way.
It was quickly torn and the pair approached the part of the building not currently engulfed in flames. The leader turned toward his subordinate. "Well Aizawa. I believe it's your turn to do my bidding…" "Sir?" "Please, don't waste time. I need you to find him." "Him?" The leader shook his head in disbelief. "Yes, HIM. Who I'm looking for." A picture was held up, and the rebel glanced at it. "How did you get that anyway?" "As I've said, I have my ways. Now go."
The rebel glanced at the picture once more before entering the now open hallway, gun pointed out. "Down the hall Sir?" "Most likely, keep looking." The rebel continued walking down, and the leader stepped back, walking away from the site.
And that should get rid of him. Any second now I'm sure something will happen. Then my real search can begin, I can retrieve who I'm looking for, and I can get back, without so much as one witness. The perfect plan.
As he approached the front crowd again, a satisfying crash of more wood and a quickly cut-off scream satisfied the man. "Yes, all is going well."
The man quickly approached the scene, and was pleased to see a different guard was there. He also noticed a few lucky students had come out, most nearly dead to begin with. A path leading from the disaster site to here was seen. He placed a frantic look on his face, and rushed to the officer, holding up the same picture.
"Please, my nephew is still there! He hasn't come out!"
"Sir, I'm sorry, but we can't let anyone in there. Under orders."
"Do you know who you are dealing with?!"
"With no identification sir, I have to say no, I don't."
The man tried to reign in his anger at this incompetent fool. Why couldn't these officers be like my rebels…?
"Sir…" The picture was held up again, this time side-by-side to the man's face. "Officer I mean…I must get my nephew. I'm sure I can handle it."
A look of realization upon the picture and the man in front of him spread across the officer's face. This was only emphasized when he felt cash placed in his hand.
"Now can I come in?" The officer looked down, and saw 20,000 yen placed in his hand. To him, that was more than enough to have a lunatic risk his life. "Sure buddy fine. You want to die, go ahead." The officer let him through.
Ha! Fool. Funny how much easier money works in this time as a negotiating tool. But I must say it's better than unnecessary violence…
The man lifted his cape over his mouth and rushed in. He knew the boy was here somewhere, and he had to get him before he himself burned away to nothingness. In his haste the picture was dropped. As it fell to the floor, the man spied a rather large pile of bodies, the majority girls.
I'm sure some kind of club…
CRACK
The man narrowly missed getting slammed by a column. "Now, my boy. I would greatly appreciate you showing up soon." As he walked past the assorted female bodies, he noticed a scattering of boys as well in the mix. Something told him this was what he was searching for.
As he walked closer he began searching for the boy in the picture, observing the faces, not noticing or caring if anyone else was alive. The smoke was also rising, telling him he had to get out soon. He noticed however, this section of the building was exempt from the fiery setting that was enveloping the rest of the school.
His search was then rewarded, upon finding one arm grasped on a wooden beam. Even though soot covered the boy and his body entirely, and his eyes were closed, the man knew this was who he was looking for. He lightly kicked the body, to see if he still was breathing. After a few kicks he began to stir, and the man stepped back, finally satisfied his plan was going into action.
The long forgotten picture began to char with the random embers hitting it. It curled and turned gray, burning from the edges in. The eyes of the boy were the last to burn.
Purple eyes were slowly transformed into ash.
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