Death Row
Feral
After finishing the tea, Kruger retreated from the bars and watched as Shizuru got situated. Placing the empty cup down, Shizuru pulled out a pen and a tiny notebook.
Kruger's eyes flashed at the sight of the pen. Strong viridian eyes studied the silver colored object, and determined it to not be the rich metal, but a lesser substance. Still, it looked magnificent and expensive. Natsuki could barely make out an engraving along the instrument, and she determined it to be the reporter's name.
Focusing on Shizuru's face, Kruger smiled charmingly. "What would you like to know Shizuru? I would be delighted to answer any of your questions. Do remember, I am single." She finished with a wink of a stunning green eye.
Caught off guard, Fujino sputtered before biting her lip to stop herself, blushing. Clearing her throat, and trying to ignore the smile on Kruger's face, Shizuru began to question the criminal.
Mouth open in the beginning of a question, Shizuru choked when Kruger interrupted her. "What is your type?" Sputtering, and nervous in front of this intimidating woman, Shizuru repeated the question.
Kruger tilted her head slightly "Well now, that's not very fair, is it dear Shizuru? I was the first to ask, I should be the first to have an answer, should I not? But very well, I will humor you. I happen to enjoy women who look and act very much like you." Natsuki finished with a smirk. Blushing heatedly, Shizuru tried to gain control of the situation.
Kruger was too fast for Fujino, though. "Also surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, women who happen to look like both of us, combined. I wonder Shizuru, were you and I to have children, would a certain dream of mine come true?" Natsuki mused, watching as Shizuru squirmed under her gaze.
Feeling frightened at the intensely powerful gaze, Shizuru jumped when a hand touched her shoulder. Dropping her pen, it rolled over to the bars of Kruger's cell, and the blunette picked it up with lightning fast speed, even with cuffed hands, as Shizuru and the cop were distracted by each other.
"Sorry to startle you ma'am, but visiting hours are over." Tate spoke, taking his hand off of the brunette's shoulder. Breathing a little deeply from the interruption, Shizuru turned back to Kruger, eyes wide.
"Kruger-san...it looks like I'll have to come back tomorrow..." Shizuru spoke slowly, clutching her notebook to her heart, not a word written on it.
"Please, call me Natsuki, I would like to hear my name spoken through those luscious lips of yours." Smiling once more, Kruger held Shizuru's gaze expertly, before the brunette tore her eyes away, lightheaded.
Shizuru would have fainted right then and there, were she not being pulled along by the cop.
"Goodbye, my dear Shizuru."
As Kruger waited in her cell, she expertly used the pen to pick her handcuffs, successfully releasing herself from the horrid contraption. Taking the pen in her left hand, she held it delicately between pale lithe fingers.
Inspecting the instrument, Kruger emptied it of its ink, creating a noticeable spot on her thin blanket. Once it was an empty vessel, Kruger took her right hand and forced the pen to change its shape. Blood began to mix with the slowly drying ink as she pressed on, successfully changing the pen into a lightning bolt shape.
Looking at her right hand, Natsuki stared. "How delightful, my blood is so similar to Nina-chan's, the only difference is the vessel it would seem." She spoke softly, before listing the crimson covered hand to take a tentative lick.
Scowling, Natsuki commented on it. "Sadly, it does not taste like sweet Nina-chan. Who would have thought that I would be in possession of a necessary imposter."
Hearing footsteps, she clenched the lightning bolt in her left hand, and hid her hands under a pillow behind her, giving the guise of still being handcuffed.
It was only Tomoe, being escorted back to her cell by one of the cops that arrested Natsuki. Takeda shoved her in, and left quickly, not looking to Kruger. As Tomoe sat down on the bed opposite her, Kruger smiled.
"Hello Tomoe, it would seem curiosity has overwhelmed me, and I find myself in need to ask why you have been labeled as a criminal?"
Moving away to regain the comfort of what she believed to be safety, Tomoe looked nervously at Kruger. "Why should I tell you?" The teal haired woman snarled.
Smiling, Kruger answered. "You should rid yourself of your little daring facade, it does not suit you, nor will I fall for it, now do be so kind and amuse me, or your blood will fall."
Flinching at that threat, Tomoe looked to the stone wall and scowled. "Have you ever heard of that famous reporter? Fujino Shizuru? She's gorgeous...and her beauty made me do something crazy." Emerald eyes flashing at the obsession confession, Kruger tilted her head to the side.
"What did you do, Tomoe?" The stormy eyed woman sighed, before shrugging. "I...ate a few...babies. I thought it would empower me to be able to capture Shizuru." Trailing off, Tomoe spoke again. "Though...the last one ended up being made of porcelain, and it sent me into a frenzy, and next thing I knew I was here." Tomoe shrugged.
"Ah...hm..." Kruger acknowledged the story, nodding a bit as she kept her gaze on the teal haired girl. "So...you like Shizuru?" Natsuki's eyes flashed dangerously. Tomoe looked over, feeling the feral nature of the older woman. Tightening her grip on the lightning bolt pin, Kruger crossed the room with the speed of the Alpha Wolf, clamping her free hand over Tomoe's mouth, muffling the sound of her screams.
"I am afraid your obsession would only be an obstacle for my endeavors. Goodbye, Tomoe-chan." Kruger whispered into the teal haired woman's ear, before slitting her throat.
As the blood dripped from her throat, Natsuki observed it, taking a lick before glaring. "As I thought, no where near as good as my dear Nina. Even your blood sickens me." Kruger spat in Tomoe's face as the other woman died beneath her.
Satisfied that her cell mate was indeed deceased, Kruger wiped off the pin, and stuck it in her hair, brushing some of the blue strands out of her face. Sitting on her bed, she dug underneath the pillow and uncovered a book she had stashed earlier.
And she began to read.
Hours had passed since Tomoe's death, Kruger had already gone through her book twice and now awaited dinner. "Where are those guards?" She wondered to herself, looking leisurely.
She never got her dinner however, since the one bringing it happened to drop it when he saw Tomoe's lifeless body decorating the floor and a pool of blood surrounding her. Kruger sighed, and glared. "What a pity, here I was awaiting dinner since dear Tomoe's return, and yet you murder my dinner with your flimsy hands. Such tedious behavior."
Shaking, the cop screamed. "What did you do!" Kruger smiled coyly, before answering. "Well, I read a book actually. While I waited, of course." Nodding to herself, Kruger looked back to the traumatized cop.
"You monster! What did you do to Tomoe?" Readying a baton, the cop realized Kruger had escaped her cuffs. "I returned to her her sanity, of course." Kruger was confused as to why the man was making a fuss over this.
"By the way Mr. Guard, I am not a monster. If anything, I am a Saint. I am a loving daughter, a devoted sister, and a satisfying lover. So do watch what you say, or I might have to bestow upon you the truth about the world by opening those eyes of yours." Viridian flashed threateningly.
The guard walked in cautiously, keeping eye contact with amused viridian. Slowly, he bent down and checked Tomoe for a pulse, but found none. It was as he had feared. Marguerite was dead.
Banging the gavel, Chrysant Yukino sighed. There was crying, yelling, and a combination of the two. "Quiet in the courtroom!" Suzushiro Haruka boomed, effectively quieting the room. The judge and bailiff shared a look before Haruka gestured to the guards to open the double doors. Kruger was brought in, pin still in her hair and hands cuffed once more, grinning.
Yells began once more, and through the crowd, Kruger spotted Fujino, and blew her a kiss, making the young girl blush and the crowd roar with anger.
Suddenly, a man pushed through the crowd and punched Natsuki square in the face. Stunned, the two cops escorting Kruger could only watch as the man then loomed over her and began to wail on the blunette.
Rushing down, Haruka threw the man off of Natsuki, and restrained him. Standing, with the help of the cops, Natsuki scowled. Her bottom lip was busted open, and one cheek was steadily bruising. "What was that for, father? I haven't done anything wrong." Natsuki spoke to Takeo, who was struggling against Haruka-bailiff.
"That was for my Nina, and my wife you ungrateful child!" Takeo snarled, tears streaming down his face as he struggled. "You are mistaken, father. Nina was mine, she always was from the very beginning, and mother, sweet mother was mine as well. She is my mother and I am her daughter. It was plain as day she favored my presence over yours." Natsuki smiled at the man in front of her.
Before Takeo could respond, he was forced to his seat and threatened to stay in it. Grabbing Natsuki's arms once more, Takeda and Tate brought her to the front of the courtroom, in front of the judge.
"Oh, how splendid. I finally get to meet the well renowned judge and her bodyguard, or was it lackey? Either or, it is a pleasure to get the chance to meet them." Kruger bowed her head as Haruka seethed, and Yukino frowned, crease growing in her forehead.
"Kruger Natsuki, you are charged with the brutal murder of Kruger Nina and Kruger Saeko, as well as the murder of Marguerite Tomoe, how do you plead?" Yukino asked, looking down into emerald.
Standing strong, shoulders squared, Kruger looked up into the judge's face, defiant even as her lip bled onto her shirt.
Smiling, Kruger spoke. "Why, not guilty of course. The only thing I am guilty of is creating a piece of art, and returning a lost soul's sanity. Last time I checked, it was not against the law to do such things." Staring into viridian, Yukino repressed the urge to shrink away.
The crowd began another uproar, before Yukino quieted them with the bang of her gavel.
"Kruger Natsuki, for the vile acts you have committed, I hereby sentence you to Death. Take her away."
Smiling, Kruger spoke. "By far, this can only be designated as the worst decision you have ever made in court, Yukino." She smirked, before elbowing Takeda and kicking him in the face. As he had his back to her after she kicked him, Natsuki strangled him with her cuffs. Dead, he was thrown to the ground before anyone could react.
Grabbing Takeda's gun, Kruger then shot Tate in the chest several times before Haruka kicked the gun out of her hands and attempted to restrain her.
After the scuffle, Haruka was left with a black eye and a busted lip while Natsuki was unharmed. "It has been a pleasure seeing you all, but I have a cell I must return to, so if you'll excuse me..." One guard dead, the other still breathing just barely, Kruger walked out of the courtroom victorious.
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