Death Row
Revelations
Matsuri glared at the blue haired woman who had mockingly called her 'sister'. "Takeo, I will never accept that you married my sister. Nor will I ever forgive you for the things you have done to your family."
Kruger's ice cold emeralds just twinkled with amusement at that. "I don't need the forgiveness of one such as you, woman. One such as I am is above the necessity of such a thing."
Shizuru looked between the two blue haired woman in confusion. "Takeo, do you even realize the danger you've put Natsuki in? The traumatic events you have forced her into? She used to be your 'perfect' little girl, and now you have fucked her life up. She is going to die, because of your selfishness."
Kruger's eyes dimmed somewhat. "My perfect little girl...there will never be another like her. None will reach her state of perfection, but that does not mean I do not intend to find a means to have her again. I have found a way, and it's only a matter of time." With that, the blue haired prisoner stood to her full height, towering over the two observers.
Matsuri's face showed confusion, before it dawned on her. "No...no. Takeo, you didn't...did you?"
Kruger smirked coldly. "Yes, using my brilliant Natsuki's idea and well written vision, we were able to find a way... No, more precisely, Natsuki, my perfect little girl, had already thought of and found a way to do so with humans, not just plants and animals. She discovered how to clone DNA, and how to manipulate cells as well as genes while conducting cloning. She is so perfect..."
Those emerald eyes that matched Takeo's so well swelled with pride, before they showed annoyance. "She became too rebellious..." Kruger trailed off and took a thinking pose, as if trying to pinpoint the time where Natsuki had completely become a failure in his eyes.
"I had no choice but to use the chip, unfortunately. She was recklessly ruining my plan for her, and after that incident where she ditched an important meeting and started slacking off at work to tutor some girls at the college nearby, I grew suspicious, and sent someone to watch her." Kruger began to pace her cell, Takeo's cold eyes still watching the two outside.
"So perfect she was, so brilliant. She had a house full of girls. You know how dear Natsuki is never one to settle for anything less, but that was acceptable, after all, she was being great even then. What I could not accept though, was the fact that she started caring for that insolent brat. Going so far as to save her from a speeding truck, and breaking her arm in the process. I knew then that as painful as the truth was, my dearest little girl had to die. Having her kill that foolish woman and the mongrel of a child was merely a bonus, if you will."
A cruel smile lit up Kruger's face at that. Shizuru, while remaining out of sight of the prisoner, adjusted the hand which held her camera, recording Kruger's confession.
At the mention of what Takeo had done to Natsuki, Shizuru furrowed her brows as she put away the evidence and stood in front of Kruger, looking up into cold eyes. "You are a monster!" The brunette hissed, glaring.
Emerald eyes lost their frostiness, and seemed to gather tears. "M-monster? Zuru..." Tears trailed down Natsuki's face. Shizuru's face fell and softened.
"Natsuki?" She approached the bars and looped her arms around the blue haired woman's neck through the bars. Leaning up to press a sweet light kiss against porcelain lips, Shizuru's crimson eyes shot open as strong arms froze her, and the kiss was forcefully deepened.
Breaking away, Shizuru coughed as Kruger laughed cruelly. Matsuri shook her head disgustedly. "Never could keep it in your pants, lecher."
Kruger laughed heartily. "Oh hush woman, like you're one to talk, especially considering your college days!" Matsuri glared.
Shizuru, after wiping her lips angrily, spoke. "Can we get back to Natsuki now?" She asked, obviously frustrated. A voice from behind scared the duo, while Kruger just smirked.
Miyu blinked monotonously. "Unfortunately, visitation is over." She spoke, gesturing for the two to leave.
"Greer-san, can we at least stay five more minutes?" Shizuru begged, only for her arm to be grabbed along with Matsuri's. Miyu shook her head and began to walk them out of death row.
"No, that is against regulation." Kruger laughed and waved from her cell.
"Goodbye ladies, I will see you in hell!" She shouted, grand smile on her face. The blue haired woman turned, trying to see into the cell next to her. "You wouldn't happen to have a newspaper, would you?"
Receiving an angry grunt in response, she sighed and sulked against the bars. "No, of course you don't. Sorry to have disturbed you." Pouting, Kruger spoke again. "You could have just said no. No need to go neanderthal on your neighbor. Seriously, you would think you had given up on life and society."
Sighing, Kruger pouted some more. "Who knew prison life could be so dreary? Orange Speedo Chie?" With a silly big smile on her face, she perked up and looked directly across into the cell in front of hers.
Receiving no response, Kruger frowned slightly, before the smile came back. "Oh Orange Speedo Chie!" She called louder, succeeding in waking the object of her attention.
Chie sighed. "What is it Kruger..?" She asked, sleepy. Kruger smirked, seeking out those chocolate eyes.
"Oh nothing, just suffering of boredom here. Would you care to build a bomb with me to pass the time?" Kruger smiled widely.
The pepper haired woman's eyes widened, but narrowed in a deadpanned expression. "Are you insane, Kruger?" She asked, leaning against her bars.
Kruger just smiled more. "Whatever do you mean Chie? I am simply bored and trying to pass the time like any normal individual. What could possibly make you question my sanity?"
Chie's brows twitched with restrained fear, she took a deep breath, and agreed. "Good." Kruger nodded, and took out the gun she had stolen from Officer Smith.
"I had this tucked into my pants." Kruger explained, grinning. "Throw me some of Aoi's hair." The blunette demanded. "What? Why?" Chie asked, dumbfounded.
"The fuse, of course." Emerald eyes accused the inmate of being stupid.
"But...but Aoi would kill me!" Chie whispered, looking already like she regretted her decision.
"Are you more worried about a woman you're locked up in a cell with, who happens to love you, than me who holds a gun and can not only end your life but your precious lovers life with ease?" Natsuki cocked the gun, and aimed it at the sleeping Aoi's head, finger putting slight pressure on the trigger.
Chie jumped nervously. "...So how much hair would you need..?" She asked, voice shaking. Kruger lowered the gun, and smirked.
"Not much of course, just a few strands. Five would do, I suppose. Yank them out hard, I want to hear her screams."
Chie sighed, and reached over to Aoi, yanking her hand back hard. "Chie, what the hell!" Aoi's voice could be heard through out the building.
"Just like that Chie Chie, marvelous work. Now, send them over wrapped in a piece of your clothing." Kruger demanded. Chie ripped some of her shirt off, wrapped the hairs in it and tossed it over.
Kruger caught it and smirked. "You could have used Aoi's undershirt to send me her hair, you would not have had to use the bottom of your shirt. Oh well, watch this Chie Chie!" Working the materials together, Kruger tossed the bomb into her neighbors cell, lighting the hair fuse.
A startled grunt came, followed by a muffled curse. "OH SHI-!" The explosion cut off the rest. Kruger began to laugh cruelly, as Chie and Aoi cuddled in fear in a corner.
A crimson mass rolled out of Kruger's neighboring cell, and it turned to face the terrified duo. "Oh God! That's Tokiha Pancha!" Chie screamed girlishly.
Guards rushed in, worried voices raised too loud. "What was that noise? Holy shit, poor Pancha! Wait, that is Pancha right? Right?" "I don't know man, it could've been anyone!" "Nah, look!"
The second guard pointed at some tattoo flesh on the ground that read 'Pancha land your two stop Funland!' "She was a great whore...May you rest in fuckers land!" "Who did this?" "No one could possibly make a bomb here man, she must've been rigged way before she got here."
Kruger looked to a new object that had slid into her cell after the explosion. It glinted marvelously in the darkened cell. A sterling silver butterfly knife. 'Well, hello there...' As she hid it, she smiled secretly to herself.
Listening to the guards rabble made every prisoner lose brain cells. Officer Greer walked in calmly, surveyed the scene, and threw the two guards into Pancha's former cell.
"Clean this up." Miyu spoke, then turned to Kruger. Cold emerald met with glacial red, and the staring contest began.
Juliet stretched, but started coughing when Shizuru rushed into her office unannounced. "Shi-Shizuru, why are you here!"
Shizuru ignored the question with ease. "Stop coughing, damn it! Natsuki needs our help, Nao!" She had turned to the younger redhead when she yelled, so that Nao jumped and put away her nail file.
Before the younger Nao could speak, Shizuru had turned away. "Shut up, listen, and start figuring out what the hell you are going to do to get my Natsuki out of that shit hole." She glared at Juliet, who was sputtering.
Unable to voice her agreement, Juliet merely nodded. Matsuri, out of breath from being ditched by Shizuru, showed up behind the brunette.
Shizuru turned to Matsuri with her brows furrowed, rage in her eyes. "Matsuri-san, what took you so long? Take a seat, we must hurry!"
Juliet cleared her throat in an attempt to calm the brunette. "Shizuru, we were just about to get something to eat, why don't we get some food first and then start going over everything?" The look Shizuru gave the older redhead made her blood run cold.
"No, we are going to stay here and figure out how to keep my Natsuki alive, no matter how fucking long it takes, do you understand?" The wine eyed woman pounded her hands on the desk.
"But...but Shizuru, we missed lunch!" Juliet whined, before a glare shut her up.
"I don't give a damn! My Natsuki takes precedence over mere food! Natsuki now, food later!" Shizuru shouted, anger evident.
Matsuri sighed, and knocked Shizuru's head into the desk, succeeding in knocking the young woman out. "Alright, let's get some grub before she wakes up. Don't just stand there gawking like buffoons, come on!" The blue haired woman led the way out.
Juliet stood. "R-right, let's go! Chinese anyone?" She asked, following Matsuri.
Nao scoffed, stepping over Shizuru and following the two out the door. "Fuck that, let's get Italian!" Matsuri laughed. "The ignorance of youth. If you're gonna eat anything, it's gonna be Greek food."
Waking up, Shizuru heard the sounds of the trio returning. Arming herself with a baseball bat she found in Juliet's office, she confronted them. "Ara, and where did you all go? Surely not to find ways to help my Natsuki, that much is obvious if the the food you're carrying is any indication." Crimson eyes forced the Nao cousins to shrink.
Juliet spoke warily. "Um...we brought you Greek..?" She smiled, but it dropped when Shizuru kept glaring.
"We went to check Takeo's schedule." Matsuri spoke. Of course, Nao had already gotten his schedule previously, but had mentioned most of what she had found to both Matsuri and Juliet while they waited for their food, but Shizuru did not need to know that at the moment.
Huffing, Shizuru was forced to sit around the desk with the others. "Discussing the case over lunch, does that seem like a good idea with all the...graphic descriptions?" Nao asked, a little wary.
"My stomach's been growling since noon, deal with it." Juliet smirked. Matsuri smirked as well, and leaned over to Juliet. "Bet Nao throws up ten minutes in." She whispered, and received a wink in reply. "I call five!" "...Two thousand yen Juliet doesn't even last six minutes..." Shizuru muttered under her breath.
Kruger watched at the two officers cleaned the mutilated bloody mess. Once one left to throw out the track, she struck.
"Officer, would you be so kind as to assist me with something?" The lone officer turned to her voice, and walked closer to the cell, standing in front of the bars.
"What is it, prisoner?" He asked, and looked Kruger over real quick. Kruger smirked as she looked him over as well, finding him skinny for an officer.
"Just lean a little further in...could you help me with my shoes? I hurt my fingers last night attempting to...protect myself from an officer." Kruger smirked, and grabbed the skinny officer's shoulders, wrenching him against the bars.
Since he was skinny, Kruger managed to pull him through the bars with ease, dislocating his shoulders.
Before he could scream, the blunette slit his throat with one slick motion, and brought the sterling silver butterfly knife to her lips, blood painting them prettily.
"What to do with you..." The blood dripped from her lips as she spoke softly. Emerald eyes ablaze with creativity, she began to slice open areas on the officer's body.
A slash across the stomach, and a few more to get the blood pumping out of his system, Kruger propped him up against the far wall upside down, his hands flat on the floor.
Hearing footsteps, Kruger flattened herself against the wall that the sounds were coming from, and when the officer appeared, she reached through the bars and snapped his neck with a satisfying and sickening crack.
Chie watched with horror as Kruger wrenched the other officer into her cell, she covered Aoi's eyes as the blunette merged the two officer's bodies together.
The skinnier officer took the form of a chair, and the other with his head stuck in the others abdomen, spine broken backwards and head touching the floor.
Watching this, the pepper haired woman painted the floor with her vomit, as Kruger dug through the pockets of the dead men, retrieving cell phones. Snapping pictures, she found the names of their wives, and sent them with a smile.
"Here Hallard, have fun with that one." Tossing one to Chie, Kruger smirked. Not knowing what to do with the phone, she threw it to the corner of her cell, still freaked out before an upcoming wave of nausea overcame her.
The phone stayed where it landed, but stared ringing. "Don't answer that, Aoi!" Chie begged, from her position on her knees where she emptied her stomach again.
Driven by curiosity, Aoi defied orange speedo Chie and reached for the phone, answering it.
"Hey, this is Toki. Dude, take your pants off! I put a bomb in them, and they're set to blow in five minutes!" Obviously a drunken friend of one of the cops, the caller started laughing. Aoi, traumatized by Kruger's antics, took off all of her clothes and huddled in a corner.
Receiving a picture message, the caller began to scream. The screams distracted Kruger, and her emerald eyes pierced Aoi's blue ones, causing the frantic girl to scream as well.
Kruger's face turned from cold to confused. "Senoh...put your clothes back on. You will catch a cold." As Aoi did as she was told, the blunette then turned to the other cellmate.
"Chie, were you aware of the birthmark on your lover's inner thigh? It is quite...intriguing." Kruger smirked. "Dearest Chie, you should cease your puking. No matter how fascinating you assume it to be, it is rather repulsive. Not to mention the lingering smell." Kruger walked from her new artwork, sitting on her bed.
Chie wiped her mouth. "S-sorry, Kruger."
Natsuki smirked again. "All's well, Chie Chie. Now, if you would kindly keep your mouth shut while I get some much needed rest. Creating art can be quite tiresome."
Before she could begin to lay down, an officer walked in and immediately sensed something was wrong. The smell of blood and vomit might have tipped him off.
"Well hello there officer, it is rather nice to see you once again. Pardon me, but I do not seem to recall your name." Kruger addressed the man as he freaked over the bloody human chair she had made.
"You fucking scum, what did you do!" His blonde hair became matted to his face with sweat, fear in his eyes.
"I must say, your parents must not have wanted you if they named you in such a manner! I dare say, how unfortunate to be named 'you fucking scum'. Must have brought you horrible memories as a child. And to answer your question since you so kindly answered mine, I was attempting to get some rest until you graced me with your presence." Kruger shrugged at all the immense silliness.
The blonde officer growled and clenched his jaw. "My name is Wang Sergay!"
Kruger's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Sir Gay... Interesting, is that a nickname you happened to attain upon your acceptance into the homosexual community?" She asked, leaning back and smirking.
Sergay ground his teeth, and took out his radio. "We need a cleaning crew, Kruger's on another 'art' spree." He spoke quietly, put it away, and moved into the cell to handcuff her.
Before he got two steps into the cell, Kruger was up and laughing maniacally. Startled, and feeling threatened, Sergay hesitated. The worst mistake he could make.
Slashing with the silver knife, Kruger sliced across Sergay's right eye, giving him a twin to the scar that marred her own features.
Pressing the officer against the bars with her immense strength, Kruger looked him in the eye, as blood pooled into his. "You and I are alike in certain ways officer, one being the gift I have just presented you with. Now listen carefully Sergay, I have a proposition for you, or rather, a bet."
In a bit of shock, Sergay could not fight against the weight upon him. With one eye sticky with blood, he concentrated with the other on Kruger's eyes. "What nonsense are you spewing now, Kruger?" He hoped the clean up crew would be here soon.
Adding more weight, Kruger scowled. "Shut up fool, and listen. In a few days time, I will have escaped this wretched place by whatever means, and you my friend are to find me. If you fail to find me and apprehend me, if not kill me, within a three year time limit, I shall find you and every member of your family, including friends, past friends, former lovers, and acquaintances, and I will make 'art' out of them. Do you understand?" During her request, Kruger's eyes flashed from cold to confused, but her voice remained crucial.
Sergay finally snapped out of it, and shoved Kruger back, gaining the knife. Hitting her head on the wall behind her, she slumped but straightened out as Sergay placed handcuffs on her.
"Such a shame our talk has come to an end so soon, wouldn't you agree officer?" Kruger stated, as she caught sight of the cleaning crew headed their way. Placing a shaky hand to his bleeding eye, Sergay leaned heavily against the bars.
"Yeah...it just tears me up inside." Sergay scowled at the pain. Kruger just smiled wide. "Would you care to make that literal?"
Sergay rolled his good eye. "Fuck you, Kruger. Fuck you."
"I do not believe that's very appropriate officer. Not to mention, you are not my type."
Nao was starting to get bored on the ride to the courthouse. So very bored she was. Sighing slightly, Nao looked over to Matsuri, who was riding beside her and who was sleeping. Smirking a little, Nao reached over and poked the blue haired woman.
Matsuri, feeling something poke her, punched whatever it was in her barely awake state. "Ow!" Nao nursed her arm as Matsuri laughed.
Juliet, who was driving, looked into the mirror. "Settle down, you two!"
"Nao asked me to punch her!" Matsuri defended.
Nao glared. "Why would you do that! What the hell is wrong with you!"
"You were sexually assaulting me in my sleep, deal with it." Matsuri put on her sunglasses and smirked.
"Why would I even do that?" Nao growled, rubbing her sore arm.
Matsuri scoffed. "Like you could keep away from this." The blunette gestured to her body.
"You're like, forty!" Nao rebuked.
Matsuri slid her sunglasses down to look Nao in the eye. "Don't mean I look it." It was true, Nao gave her that. She looked like Natsuki, only slightly older. Definitely didn't look her age. Matsuri went on. "Plus, that's never stopped anyone before." Matsuri sniffed. "Just ask your mother."
Nao squinted, looked confused, then realized. "Ah, ew!" She groaned. Juliet laughed, and reached her hand back for a high five from Matsuri. "Nice." Juliet smirked at her cousin.
Shizuru just glared in front of her, irritated that while they were goofing off, Natsuki was suffering.
Thankfully, they reached the courthouse soon. "Looks like we're here!" Shizuru practically passed through the car door like a ghost, running to the building as fast as she could while the rest tried to keep up.
The noisy courthouse was instantly hushed as Kruger was brought in. Cold emeralds stared straight ahead into the eyes of the judge.
Once Kruger was brought before the court, she spoke. "Hello dearest Yukino. You as well, loud mouth." Haruka seethed a little, but didn't move from her position.
Obviously expecting a different reaction, Kruger blinked while looking mildly surprised.
"Interesting, would you happen to be taking anger management?" She asked, only to be shoved forward slightly by one of her guards. "No need for such aggression." Kruger spoke, then turned to wink at the crowd.
"Uh...okay then. I call Yamamoto Matsuri to the witness stand." Juliet spoke, and Matsuri sat in the box, determined look in her eyes.
"Matsuri, what would you say Takeo and Natsuki's relationship was, as that of a father and daughter, of course, but how was it?" Yukino asked, looking over into the box and ignoring the pieces of paper that were being flicked at Haruka.
Matsuri cleared her throat. "Takeo loved Natsuki. She was his perfect little girl. He doted on her, his favorite child. She did everything he asked perfectly, even amazing him in the process by exceeding his expectations. He wanted what was best for her, so much so that when he discovered what she had created, he used it without a thought on her. He would get Natsuki to do the right decisions, even if he would be the one doing them through her body."
Intrigued, the crowd murmured amongst themselves, while Kruger stopped tossing paper at Haruka. Shizuru looked around, and noticed Takeo was sitting a few rows behind her, eyes closed and concentrating.
"What did Natsuki create, Ms. Yamamoto?" Chrysant asked, leaning on her hand.
"She created the basis of cloning technology. It was to be used as a means to keep endangered species out of extinction, as well as a means to mass produce food in a quicker more efficient way. Unfortunately, the moment Takeo discovered this, he began to plan ways to clone Natsuki to find, in a sense, a replacement for his perfect little girl who wished to follow her artistic dreams instead of following in his foot steps." Matsuri then took a sidelong glare at Kruger, whose eyes darkened.
"It was around that time that Saeko and I discovered the chip he had created and implanted into Natsuki at the moment of her birth." Matsuri looked at the judge. "A chip? What did this chip do?" Yukino asked, looking intrigued.
"It was, in simple terms, a mind control device that allowed Takeo to take over Natsuki's body and mind in, which she would black out and do as Takeo asked and so on." The older blue haired woman explained, pushing her glasses up on her nose.
As Matsuri spoke, Kruger began to have spontaneous images flash before her eyes, alerting her to things she was not aware of previously. In the far back of the room, Takeo sneered and quietly exited the room, heading back to the lab. Officer Mai, who had been keeping an eye on the horrid man, quickly exited after him.
Gasps accompanied by incredulous looks erupted from the jury, as well as the rest of the inhabitants in the court room, all but one. Kruger sank to her knees, cuffed hands covering her ears, her eyes tightly shut as various images bombarded her mind. Previously unknown occurrences making themselves known to her, since childhood to mere days, moments ago. Her father's devilish actions against her and the world, executed through her making themselves known as they burst through the surface, the wall that was created through the chip.
A flood of memories, the first beginning with a four year old Natsuki Kruger setting her mother's favorite pet on fire. Coincidentally, said dog irritated Takeo. Another flash, this time a ten year old Natsuki 'accidentally' deleting important files, that would of taken down Kruger Corp, from a rival company.
Flash, a sixteen year old Natsuki seducing her young high school nurse. Flash, an eighteen year old Natsuki agreeing to travel for a single year and accomplish her artistic dream. Flash, Nina introducing Erstin for the first time, twenty year old Natsuki seducing a thirteen year old Nina claiming it's for her to gain experience.
Flash, twenty three year old Kruger torturing and killing Saeko and Nina Kruger. Flash, Natsuki killing Tomoe Marguerite. Memory after memory flashing through her mind until she caught up with the present.
Through the memories flooding Natsuki's fragile mind, Matsuri's voice rose above. "Every action made by Takeo, every thought, any one of them done, through Natsuki, influenced Natsuki's being, her thought process. Her love of women was more than likely partially triggered by Takeo. Pulling pranks on Nina, as well as her initial hatred for her, was likely catalyzed by Takeo."
Suddenly, everything went black.
Waking up in her cell, Natsuki's head felt like it was about to explode. Then, she remembered. She remembered everything, when her free will and very life was taken from her. More recently, she remembered what happened in the courtroom.
Natsuki suddenly collapsed, and started to seize. Shizuru, seeing this and being very worried, vaulted over the low wall. Mai tried to keep Shizuru away, but the brunette wound her fist up and punched the officer's light out, and knelt by the blunette, taking her into her arms.
Haruka began to scream. "Kruger, get up! What are you doing, stop shagging!" "It's shaking, Haruka." Yukino corrected, herself worried. Haruka then focused on Shizuru. "And you, bubuzuke woman! Away from the prisoner!"
Before Shizuru was wrenched from Natsuki, she took the lightning bolt pin and slid it into the blunette's pocket.
Shaking her head, Natsuki flinched from the pain her action brought. "Agh." She hissed and lifted her hand to her right temple. Dazzling emerald eyes shooting open at feeling the small bump under the skin there, Natsuki remembered talk of a chip. The chip that destroyed her life.
Feeling weight in her pocket, Natsuki used her other hand to fish out the lightning bolt pin.
Looking at it's sharp point, the blunette nodded and knew what she was going to do.
Finding the chip once more, she held the sharp end of the pin to it and quickly made an incision, before ripping the chip out of her skull. Blood soaked through her raven tresses, caressing her porcelain face and dripping towards the cold floor. Staring at the bloody chip, she raised the pin and smashed the sharp edge into it, destroying the Ascendancy chip for good.
Tearing off some of her prison uniform, she balled it up and pressed it harshly against her wound. Natsuki sat there, letting what she just discovered to sink in. Her mother's, as well as her sister's death...
Staring at the cold dark ground in shock, Natsuki slowly lifted her head. Tears began to trickle out of her devastated emerald eyes, and when she held her face to the ceiling, she let out a howl of pain, of sadness, and of loss.
She stayed there, on the uncaring floor, tears drenching her uniform, as she mourned. Feelings of betrayal and rage diminishing as the tears escaped, yet not truly leaving her.
Forever would they stay, engraved upon her soul, side by side with that of sadness and the painful feeling of loss she felt so strongly in those ever lasting yet brief moments she endured, ever so vulnerable in her prison cell, mere hours away from her court ruled death.
Slowly she drifted off to sleep, her thoughts and dreams haunted by her mother and sister.
Takeo quickly made his way to his lab, but was a little perturbed when no researchers, scientists, or any clones were in sight. Eyebrows scrunched together, he made his way deeper into the labyrinth of his making, coming upon the rooms where the cloned Natsuki's were.
Noting the spilled water and fluids upon the cold unforgiving floor, he felt panic for the first time in his life. Making his way into the last of the Genesis series rooms, he was shocked to find the thirty blue haired girls circled around one person.
Upon his entrance however, thirty one pairs of eyes turned to him. At that moment he realized that he wouldn't make it out of there alive.
"And that is the bad man I told you all about, Kruger Takeo." Officer Mai pointed to the blue haired man, and watched as the faces of the children around her turned from curious to bloodthirsty.
"You know, these girls...what do you call them? The 'Genesis series'? Well, they inherited a bunch of different things that you may not have wanted them too. Such as, cruelty, blood lust, and a bit of expertise at torture." The red haired woman smirked.
While Takeo had never once felt the victim in his life, cold fear rushed through his veins as he looked into the eyes of the clones, the eyes that were identical to the only person he had ever truly cherished. And it was in those eyes that he saw the deeds which he had forced Natsuki to carry out. In those eyes, he found hatred and guilt for himself. In their eyes, he finally realized what he had done.
A brief memory flitted across his mind, and pulled him in to witness what had made him decide to use Natsuki as his own murder weapon.
Saeko and Nina had walked in to find Takeo tinkering with something or another. "Takeo, I'm leaving and taking Natsuki and Nina with me." Takeo, disbelieving that his perfect girl would ever leave him, went in search of her.
"I don't want to succeed you!" Natsuki shouted at Takeo when he tried to bring up the divorce. "I'm an artist, not a scientist." Natsuki stormed out. Losing everything, he decided it would be at his own hand, with him controlling his weapon.
"How about you girls demonstrate your expertise on him?" Mai smirked. One by one, each blood thirsty scowl turned into a smirk, equally bloodthirsty.
Surrounded by the clones, Takeo was quickly outmatched by their superior strength. Punch after punch rained upon his body, accompanied closely by kicks. Unable to stop them, and being overridden by guilt, he lay there receiving it all.
Lifting him up, the girls threw him atop a table, breaking his arms and legs to keep him from struggling. Grabbing hold of scalpels and other pointed objects the girls found, they stabbed him whichever place they chose, before gauging out his eyes and cutting off his tongue.
Mai watched with a sick sense of pleasure as Takeo tried to scream without a tongue. A sadistic smirk graced her lips, before she walked out of the laboratory.
Straining his eyes open, Takeo was barely able to distinguish a young girl, oh so much like his little girl, pacing towards him with a crowbar in her hand, her shirt tied to it and in flames, the fire dancing wildly.
As the flame reached out to devour Takeo in his entirety, his bloodcurdling screams of torture and pain reached Mai, who was walking away from the horrid building.
Looking back, the officer smirked, and walked away.
It was a sobering moment of loss, sadness, and disbelief. Juliet's eyebrows were pulled together in confusion, and anger. "I can't believe we lost the appeal..." She breathed, blaming herself.
Nao laid a hand on her cousin's shoulder, and Matsuri sighed sadly as well. Shizuru was sitting off in a corner, alone, tears slowly making their way down her cheeks.
Wine eyes wide, resolution shined through. She would do whatever it took to save Natsuki.
With only the want, no, the need to rescue Natsuki in mind, she gathered her belongings and walked out towards death row.
The others cries of questions fell deaf to her ears. Upon arrival, she rushed towards the cells, not noticing a bob of orange hair running into her until she sprawled out on the floor.
"Tokiha-san?" "Fujino-san?" The two sat up and looked at each other, then turned their heads to look to the cell they were sitting in front of. It was empty.
"Natsuki!" They both shouted, and once they stood, they began to run in circles. "Ah, where!" Shizuru didn't know where the execution room was, and Mai was just too flustered.
Finally, Mai grabbed Shizuru's shoulders and began to run down the hall. "This way!"
The execution room smelled of strong cleaning materials, but Natsuki could still make out a few stains. Rust color for blood...and pale yellow for fright.
She was escorted in when her wound finally stopped bleeding, and she was gently strapped to the upright gurney as the injection was prepared.
Looking to the man with the needle, she spoke. "Good evening sir, would you happen to be the executioner?" She gently smiled at the man, eyes full of curiosity. His eyes were confused, and held a bit of sympathy for this strange prisoner, and he nodded gently.
Chrysant pushed the button to be heard inside the glass encased execution room, as she was seated in the audience area. "Do you have any last words before the decree of your death, Kruger?" Natsuki sought her eyes through the glass.
"I hope my father's dead." She stated bluntly, adding a small nod to her words as the executioner marked a little cross on her arm.
"Alright then. Kruger Natsuki, sentenced to death for the murders of Kruger Saeko and Nina, Marguerite Tomoe, Tate Yuuichi, Masashi Takeda, Kanzaki Reito, and more than I care to name. Kruger Natsuki, age twenty-three-"
"Twenty-four." Natsuki interrupted.
The needle froze on her skin as the man and Yukino blinked, confused. "What?"
"I'm twenty-four, today's my birthday." Natsuki spoke, and smiled up at the executioner.
Hesitation deals bad news when handling a syringe filled with heart stopping poison. Fumbling the injection out of nervousness, the executioner found the needle in his own arm. As he fell, the last Yukino ever saw of Natsuki was an innocent smile before the lights went out.
Running, Mai and Shizuru heard the sounds of guards coming their way. Flat against the wall, Officer Mai turned to Shizuru and pulled out her gun.
"I'll go distract the guards, you run." Mai turned to leave, but Shizuru put a hand on her shoulder. "But-" "Run!" Mai pushed Shizuru away and ran to where the guards were coming from.
Hearing gunshots, Shizuru began to run. Running through the prison labyrinth, Shizuru was stopped by an arm wrapping around her own.
Jumping, she whirled around to meet dazzling emerald eyes. "Nats-" The brunette was cut off by a heated kiss from the blunette, before Natsuki broke apart from her.
"We need to get out of here, but first." Natsuki gestured to the cell behind them, where Chie waved at them cheekily. "Hallard, and Senoh, let's get out of here!" Natsuki took the pin and picked the cell door.
Chie was the first one out, and she put her hands on Natsuki's shoulders, looking deep into warm and determined clover eyes. "Kruger...thank you." She spoke softly, and Natsuki smiled. "Just call me Natsuki."
Rushing through the corridors quickly, yet as quietly as possible to avoid trouble that carried shiny badges, the journalist and convicts headed towards the exit. The exit was close enough, just a hall or two left and they'd be home free. That is, until a blockade of large muscle based guards showed up.
"Shit." Natsuki spoke, and the officers aimed their guns. A slow clapping began, and Officer Sergay walked from the shadows, a smirk on his newly scarred face.
"Kruger Natsuki, you are not leaving here alive." He grimaced as he smirked, his actions pulling at his scar. Seeing the chief officer's gun aimed at her, Natsuki stepped in front of Shizuru and the others, trying to find a way out of this.
Gunfire penetrated the silence as two guards fell forward, motionless. From behind them, a bloody, out of breath Tokiha Mai stood. Sergay whipped around and the other guards followed his action, leaving them vulnerable.
"Tokiha!" Sergay cried, then lurched forward as Natsuki jumped on his back, strong arms choking him from behind.
The other guards witnessed this, and tried to take Natsuki out, but were soon mowed down by Chie, who had grabbed a gun from a fallen officer, and Mai who was still shooting.
Sergay finally flipped Natsuki off of him, and onto her back before him. Chuckling cruelly, he pointed his gun to her head with a smile. "Good bye, Kruger."
Natsuki took a last glance at Shizuru, who was behind Sergay shaking with fear.
"I love you, Shizuru." The blunette whispered, and shut her eyes tight.
A gunshot rang out that silenced the room. Until Sergay screamed in pain. Natsuki's beautiful emerald eyes shot open, to see the blonde officer clutching the arm that once held his gun. Mai smirked, and withdrew her gun.
"Let's get out of here!" Chie ordered, and Shizuru rushed to help Natsuki up as they left the injured officer there. Natsuki looked back into hate filled eyes. "I'll get you, Kruger. I promise you that." Sergay spoke, before they were out of sight.
The sun was setting when they finally made it outside. Natsuki breathed in the fresh air and looked at the beautiful sun bleeding wondrous colors of its solar death into the cobalt blue sky. "Another sunset." She murmured, and felt her hand squeezed by Shizuru.
Smiling to her, she looked around at all the rest. Chie and Aoi were also watching the sunset, happy to just be alive. Mai was wiping some blood from her hands, and looking happy as well.
"We need to get away from here. Far away." Natsuki spoke, and looked at the sunset once more. Even in death, the sun managed the most beautiful thing it could do in that time.
'I want my death to be just like that. Just...not too early.' Natsuki thought, and smirked.
The End.