Chapter 6
"Iemetsu. I have my own line of duty. As the Sun Arcobaleno, I do not need to these kind of things."
"Do not worry, just need to do this for Vongola's sake."
"Minerva!" Reborn called out.
He gazed at the dead bodies in front. The young man do not feel distressed, but he surely feels amaze by the horror ahead of him. He mostly recognize the lifeless bodies by the face, he saw them in some occasions. But he do not bother to have an interaction with them. He was expecting tragedies like this to happen. 'Emotional contact can only destroy things,' he thought. He encountered near death experiences before. He killed many people. He began to think, 'This is the mafia, using death as a master piece, using life as art.'
The fire started to consume the whole mansion. Its light even astounds the moon, it shockingly beats the shine the sun. Even if it's night time, Reborn can surprisingly see the dead bodies. The young man turned to survey to look at his surroundings when something flickered in his peripheral vision. The fire that's burning the unmoving body of a man suddenly disappeared. He then looked. He merely looked at it and continued searching for the child.
When he was sure that the child is not in the yard, he finally decided to enter the burning mansion. The scorching pieces of wood and slabs of stones keeps falling, making it harder for the young man to examine the whole floor. His gut tells him to go to a certain to room to find what he is searching for. As for the Mafia's boss, there is a protocol that says to save their leaders before their own life. But he is not sure if Minerva's mother and grandfather is truly safe.
As he entered a room, he can't even recognize it just by looking at the place. But he remembered the place really well. This is where he spend his time when he was a child. When he was bored and out of his mind. This is the place when he decided to be a part of the Phalanx Famiglia.
This is Lisse's Room
He started to move forward even if he feels uneasy. He feels that there is something wrong. He cannot see beyond the room's door. The smoke is thick, but he can feel someone's presence approaching. Suddenly, he felt as if a big burden is placed on his shoulders.
"Too late, too late," a silhouette appeared in the sea of smoke.
"Too late, too late."
A child kneeling on the floor in front of the unmoving bodies muttered a word.
"Dead," she said.
She impulsively collapse beside the bodies as her gaze remained on the ceiling. The girl hugged her knees, she felt nonexistent. She feels nothing.
A man appeared from the sea of fire.
"Of course they are dead. Will anyone be if I killed them?" the man asked.
"I-Iemetsu?!"
I unbelievably looked at the man opposite of me.
"How did you know who am I, little girl?" he asked as his lips formed into a cruel smile.
How?
Maybe he has a grudge against our family? Maybe he wants to have fun?
But why?
Maybe he randomly chose our family? But Iemetsu cannot kill. He do not even dare to kill us. We have a very good connection with the Vongola. We are acquaintances. Iemetsu would not even dare to break that connection. It took years to form that bond!
And it just took hours for our family to be annihilated.
I'm not even sure if this shitty massacre took hours! Maybe it just took moments!
Can Iemetsu do that?
No.
He can't.
Maybe—Maybe he is not Iemetsu, or maybe he have an ally somewhere.
Or may be both.
Is there man in the canon who massacred a whole family?
There are two.
Byakuran and Daemon Spade.
Byakuran did massacre the Vongola. But in this time, he is too young to even kill a dog.
And fucking Daemon Spade. That fucker. That creeper.
Even using Iemetsu.
"Achooooooooooo!"
A guy sitting in a swivel chair suddenly sneezed as encoding something in his computer. He is place centered in the whole plain white room. The glass windows shied brightly as the sunlight touches them.
"Something happened Iemetsu? I told you not to drink too much alcohol, you'll get sick," a young woman wearing a standard brown instructor uniform with COMSUBIN written on it.
"I don't drink too much Lal, wish I could be with Nana right now," the man's eyes then sparkled while looking on the ceiling.
"No you're not! No! Don't throw my teddy! You fuckin' bitch—No~~~~~! Please no!" a young boy said then hiccupped, "Promise I will not call you a bitch anymore," he said with a sudden change of atmosphere. The young boy at the age of seven wearing a decorative half mask wailed as he place his mobile phone near his mouth. Tears coming out of his eyes with his lips quivering.
The cold air swept through his frail body as he cursed multiple times. He tried to beg to the person on the other line of his phone, "Cut me some slack, I did do it. But Hael just kept on blabbering, so I returned the money on his vault. Then I thought, his dead, where will the money go? Then Hael answered it. YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID, 'In the toilet,'" the boy said as he changed his tone to a lower one, "So please, free teddy from your filthy hands."
"Oh, is that so? Then I will free teddy from my filthy hands," the girl on the other side of the line said sarcastically, "Just tell him to say hello to the fucking garbage chute that will drop the trash to the fucking incinerator," said the deadly voice on the phone.
"The fuck—"
The line was ended with a beeping sound.
"Damn bitch. Blackmailing me and placing teddy into danger," the boy murmured as the half mask on his was felt cold, "Damn, I really to get outta here, where the hell is Hael?!"
A figure behind of him started to emerge. A boy wearing a camouflage scarf dropped himself from hanging from a vine, he slide on the dirt since they are on the other side of the mountain, "Hey. I killed the politician," he reported, "Why are we meeting here anyway?"
The boy wearing a half mask replied, "You know why? Because the bitch Eris said so, and she said this is the most unknown part of the mountain so they will get us in here."
The boy in the scarf smirked, "You had a fight with her didn't you?"
"Who?! Me?! OFCOURSE YES. This place is so cold! I know she is trying to piss me off! Because she knows that I can get a cold easily! This place is—Oh wait, it's getting warm," he muttered.
"You're right, "the boy in the scarf said slowly. He slowly climbed the nearest tree ad stood on the highest branch. He squinted as he saw a large light from afar, "Hey, something is burning!"
"Who cares about that thing burning? It feels warm," he murmured.
The boy in the scarf pounced on him that made him lying on the dirt, "You're so stupid aren't you? Let's check what's burning."
He pulled the boy on the collar while the boy still muttering things about himself, the burning fire and the cold.
Bianchi steered from her seat.
"I have a feeling something is happening, is this the intuition of Love?" she said happily,
She stood up from where she is seated she turned and looked at the framed photo in front of her.
"Gokudera is two right now isn't he?" she asked herself, "I think I should visit him. He must be learning piano right now. Oh well, maybe I should cook for little Gokudera."
Reborn gaped at the scene before him.
"Well, well, well," a blank voice echoed in the burning room. For a moment the smoke prevents the hitman to see the inside of the room, until he notice a little figure emerge from the burning fire.
An infant suit himself in sitting in front of the hitman. The infant neither frown or smiles he just stared at the young man before him, "Are you, are you, are you a hitman?"
Reborn didn't dare to answer the infant's question.
"Oho. A hitman, hitman, hitman indeed. So let's get this started," the infant slowly stood up and produce a pistol. He aimed at Reborn's head.
Reborn successfully dodged the attack. Leon instantly change into a gun. He then aimed at the infants head, but unsuccessfully hit the pacifier hanging on the neck of the hitman instead. The infant produced a gurgled noise of disappointment, then he smiled, "Amazing, amazing, amazing," the baby chant.
"Who are you," Reborn nonchalantly asked.
The infant eyed him with amazement. It is his first time encountering a calm and composed hitman while seeing an infant in front of him with a gun. The infant started to smirk and let a small laugh escaped his little mouth, slowly his laugh became an insane laughter that echoed through the almost empty burning mansion. Reborn looked at him with pitying eyes and the young man ensure to research a certain mental illness after he got out of the mess.
"I am the sun arcobaleno."
The infant slowly said as he smirked.
Being an Arcobaleno means to be the strongest of all. What bothers the infant is to what will happen to them if the time comes that they are not the only strongest. The Arcobaleno is a group made up of World's Strongest "I Prescelti Sette" of an era, which translates to the "Selective Seven", who each possess a pacifier that represent the different colors of the rainbow, with each color corresponding with their respective Dying Will.
Reborn felt curious as to why the whole building is burning with flickering flames, "What did you do," he coolly asked.
The young man try to look beyond the smoke but failed. The silhouettes are now gone. But he can get answers from the infant before him. What troubles him is he do not know what Sun Arcobaleno's are. He do not have time to gossip in his younger years.
The infant thought of not answering the young man before him but decided against it, "I did someone a favor," he answered.
As he answered the young man's question, he proceeded on gunning down Reborn.
Reborn jumped on his right side to dodge it. He in return fired his gun which was seconds ago, under the infant's clothes. "He is fast," he thought.
"You are fast, fast, fast," the infant told Reborn aloud, "You can now go, I don't have business with you anymore, it seems my acquaintance is now don with what he is doing."
Reborn eyed the infant in return. "You don't have to tell me," he said blankly.
Reborn the stood up from where he jumped minutes ago and turned his back from the infant. The infant then slyly smile as he pointed his pistol at the back of the young man in front of him.
Bang!
The sound of the gun firing boomed in to the infant's ear.
"You're too good," the infant murmured as he fell on the hole behind him.
Leon turned back into his chameleon form. Reborn removed his "Leon the gun" that is resting on his shoulders. He shot the baby while he turns his back on the infant. He then looked at the abyss that the infant fell into. A light appeared in it but he do not try to mind the glowing dot.
"Minerva," he called through the room.
"He tried to call the girl's name again but it seems his voice will not come out. What he saw in front of him are two lifeless bodies. Parts of them are burnt with flames that continued flickering. The young felt the heaven and earth was placed in his shoulders. He can't lift eve a single finger.
He tried to speak but all his mouth produced was indistinguishable sounds.
His eyes refused to look at other things. It seems that the tragedy before him is the only thing he can looked at, at the moment.
He kneeled before the bodies and felt cold tears flow from his face.
"I can see someone crying," a cheery voice came from the shadow. Steps started to be heard from his right side. He did not dare to look at the source of the mocking sound.
Finally, when he realized that the source of the voice will not leave until he is not minding the mocking voice.
He raised his head only to see a man.
His hands are raised to for the sole purpose of strangling a child's neck.
In his hands are the neck of a familiar face.
"Minerva," he whispered.
