Akira: Chapter 8~

Ranger: WOOF

Akira: ACK!!! O _o *Hugs Ranger* Doggy! 3

To KuroNekoShoujo: ; D That's how they all get ya. Quicky update, isn't it?! ) : D

King: He totally was trying to remember everything.

Akira: D : Shut up! Leave me alone!

I do not own Switch or any of the characters. If I did, it would be major yaoi time. - o - All I own are King and the story line. Although I doubt I even own that. So I own King. o. o Yah.

Kai sat upon a lone box, and continued to stare up at the ceiling.

There was really not much else to do.

He had tried to escape, sure.

But if King left, he locked the warehouse up.

Plus, it was confusing just trying to weave through the many boxes of instruments, Grand Pianos, cases, stands, bows, and uniforms.

So, he would just stay here.

I mean, it wasn't that bad.

He got fed.

He got to sleep in a bed.

He was allowed to roam around.

And…

He was learning so much.

Syndictive consisted of three ranks. Each was as significant as the last, and played an important role in the way Syndictive worked.

There wasn't one person that worked here that didn't have a job.

And they were usually gone.

Kai never wondered where they went.

He tried to stay out of this as much as he could.

He sat up, hearing the gates to the warehouse open, and the sleek black car come in. Once it was parked, King got out, and looked up at Kai.

Kais imply looked down at him from his perch.

King smiled. "C'mon, Kai. There's something I want to show you."

-------- Hal ------

Three days.

It had been three days since Kai had been taken

And he had just gotten out of the hospital, fury clear on his conscience.

He had stepped into the case right as he had gotten out.

They had been receiving a steady stream of notes from king for three days.

And they were all starting to make sense.

'Follow the music.

My plans have changed.

Watch the skies.'

'Follow the music.

My plans have changed.

Watch out for the mice.'

And so on.

They were warnings.

But warnings of what?

The first note that King had stated he had changed his plans was still fresh in everyone's minds.

Prepare to see the world crumble.

What did he mean?

Was there a war going to happen?

Everyone was busier than they had before.

Kaji continued to stare at the note.

"What do you see, Kaji?" Hiki asked him, looking up from the mound of papers in front of him.

"I don't get this. Follow the music? What does he mean?"

Hiki had been wondering the same thing. "Maybe there is some strong connection the music will have to this?"

Kaji shook his head. "I don't know. I heard that King and his brother were very much ino classical music. Maybe it could just be his interest rearing up?"

"It could be…" Hiki mumbled.

Hal wasn't convinced.

King wouldn't just put something there because he liked it. No. It was there for a reason.

But…

Why?

--------- King ----------

Recruitment.

Recruitment was just so hard, it took forever.

I sat on top of a crate, being overlooked by Kai, a stack of paper in my hands.

It was coming nearer and nearer.

The time when I had to fight back against what would ultimately be my end.

And the end of this world.

But, I don't mean the world like… the Earth.

No, no.

I may be mad.

But I am not stupid.

My scale was much smaller.

The world of the black market.

Such a vile thing it was.

It had to be brought to an end….

I hate drugs.

Hypocritical, am I not?

Kai continued to stare at the papers in my hands.

"Who are all those people?"

I looked down at the paper at the lists of names with faces. I smiled. "Who indeed? They are my rebels."

"Rebels? Rebels for what?"

I could simply chuckle. "I do not want to spoil the surprise, now, do I?"

No. I most certainly did not.

He seemed to pout, before looking out of a window.

"What did you want to show me, King?"

I looked up. "I beg your pardon?"

Kai looked at him. "You said you wanted to show me something, and then all of a sudden Tobari sprung those papers on you, and you seemed to forget."

Remembering, I quickly stood. "Ah, yes! Come, come, I wanna show you my stage."

"Stage? Stage for what?"

I continued to smile. "Stage for my show."

The car ride was long.

Very long.

It took us forever, but we soon made it to the condo.

It was a simple condo, that had the overlook of the whole region in front of it. We went inside, Me in front, Ranger next to me, Kai behind, and Tobari behind Kai, making sure the narc would not run.

But, I sometimes seemed he did not want to run.

Like he wanted to see how this would all end.

We entered the condo, and went to the room, where a giant glass window the middle of the room, my cello stood against a wall, a small chair there, the bow placed neatly against the chair.

Kai seemed confused.

I smiled. "This is where I will play my last song."

"W… what?"

"This is connected to every speaker in town. When the music begins to play, my followers will, well… Follow the music." I said with a chuckle.

Kai could simply stare at me.

Stare at me like I was out of my mind.

Like he finally knew what I was planning.

Well.

It had taken damn well long enough.

--- Kai ---

Back at the warehouse.

Stuck in the room.

Contemplating what King had shown him

It was not going to be an easy sight.

What King was planning was big, for something so relatively small…

Kai did not even know exactly where the condo was.

He had been blindfolded most of the time.

But, he knew one thing.

That King was planning to die at the end of this.

Planning to throw away his life, to collapse the incollapsable.

It was a thought that made Kai's head spin in confusion.

"Ah, Hal, I wish you were here….. You could explain it all better to me…" He mumbled.

He listened in, as he heard King's voice address all of his followers.

They had a radio frequency that was… special.

"Good evening." King began, clearing his throat.

"We commence the plan at midnight. Middletown. That is where it all takes place. That is where all the big wigs are. That is where we will kill all who do not agree with our beliefs, guilty or non-guilty. Show no mercy. Destroy the swine that have plagued our streets."

Yes, King was hypocritical in so many ways.

But, all the people that followed under him were entranced by his pretty words, and believed everything he said.

Tonight would be it.

Tonight, everything would end.

Kai just wondered.

Whose side should he be rooting for?

Everything had become muddled.

He just didn't know anymore…

--- King ---

I leaned back.

Yes.

It was going to end tonight.

All the pain…

All the suffering..

I felt arms slowly wrap around me. "Tobari.."

Tobari sighed. "The music. Will it sound as gorgeous as it always does tonight?"

I smirked. "But of course…"

--- Hal ---

8 Hours Later, Middletown. 12 AM

Hal stood in the Middletown, waiting around. He was suppose to meet an informant here, but..

Nothing.

Nada.

Zip.

In fact, all of the Syndictive members he had been able to make out before seemed…

Absent.

He wondered where they were.

Even though they were absent, there seemed to be more of other drug dealers around.

Hal watched as a small girl passed by him, a red balloon clutched into her hand, her mother's hand clutched in her other.

Hal could simply smile at the innocence.

And it began.

The speakers around the Middletown began to buzz, making everyone stop.

Making them freeze.

Those speakers had not worked in so long.

But now her they were.

Someone cleared there throat across the speaker.

"Good evening everyone."

Everyone froze, as a sadistic smile came over the speaker.

"My name is King. And… you are all in my way. Goodbye."

His voice disappeared.

Everyone stood around, unable to move.

Soon, they heard the moving sounds of a song begin to play.

Bach's Cello Suite No. 1 I – Prelude

Soon, he sound of a bottle cap went off.

Then another.

Soon, they became more rapid.

More closer.

Gun fire.

The music continued to play.

Hal finally understood.

Follow the music.

Quickly, he ducked into an alleyway, as people begain to run everywhere, screaming. He only saw as people ran through crowds, shooting. Ducking behind bodies. Trying to get away.

Anything.

Hal could simply watch, as the central square was slaughtered like sheep.

Even innocent people were dying.

And the music just continued in the background, repeating the tune, over and over, as the destruction continued.

Follow the music.

Follow the music.

Follow the music…

Hal had to figure out where King was playing from.

And quick.

X D Quick update, whoo…. Yah, this was totally just a spur of the moment 'Hey, what if…' I thought it was a pretty cool idea ;- ; But… what's see what you all think. X D Review, and tell me what I can do better.