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This is a G27 story, rating is T for now, but may rise accordingly to the story progress.
Chapter 16 – Fear
No. To be more specific, it was Tsuna, but an older version of what they were used to. But they honestly looked like twins if they were at the same age.
''What?! Why are you older!'' Giotto sprang up like a spring board, and almost hit his head over a low branch.
''Huh? What do you mean I'm older?'' Tsuna turned and tilted his head curiously at Giotto, his eyebrows curved in surprise. And his eyes widen.
''Giotto!'' Tsuna rammed into Giotto full on with his body weight, catching Giotto by surprise as they both toppled backwards onto a patch of dry grass, inches from the nearest tree trunk, with Giotto rolling over his back.
Tsuna supported himself up with his hands on either side of Giotto's ears, his hair which looked like he didn't went to the salon for the past year fall to his eyes. Giotto had his back to the floor, looking up at Tsuna with more shock than relief.
He was certainly relieved and happy to see Tsuna, but this wasn't the Tsuna they wanted. Why did they come to this time? Was it supposed to be this way?
His other self was really quiet, he wasn't talking, which was about as weird as seeing a turtle trying to ride a space shuttle to the Black Hole or something really.
Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.
''Giotto, I missed you oh it has been ten years since we met! That time I went back to my time, I realised it was all just a trap!'' Tsuna gushed out excitedly, than he paused at Giotto's blank expression. ''Hey, Giotto?''
Giotto flinched and looked at Tsuna questioningly, his throat dry as a desert. His voice box wasn't functioning properly.
And then Tsuna leaned his face closer and closer to Giotto's own one. With each inch Tsuna closed between them, Giotto's heart beat increased by a few more miles. Giotto moved his hands, but they were held securely into place by Tsuna's vice grip on them, his legs were also locked against gravity by Tsuna's legs which entangled his ones. He struggled even more violently when Tsuna got so close, he could feel Tsuna's calm breathing on his skin. It made his skin tingle with a kind of bubbly and foamy feeling and he didn't like it. It made him feel warm all over.
''N-No! Tsuna, what are you trying to do! Stop!'' Giotto shouted as his face turned a dark red when he realized with a gasp what Tsuna was trying to do.
The others waited with bated breath when they were rooted to the floor with the shock still not registering in their mind. What was going through their heads simultaneously was just, what on earth-?
Giotto tried to shift Tsuna off him by pushing Tsuna on his chest when Tsuna released his grip to tilt Giotto's chin up, but Tsuna was like a huge stubborn boulder.
Giotto closed his eyes as Tsuna's lips were just a shadow's length from his. Their breaths mixed together in uneasy combination, one fast and one slow. The places where Tsuna's breath warmed made Giotto's heart wrench and tightened, and Giotto tried to move his head away from the incoming sensation he would feel, but alas, no of course.
Tsuna's lips gently brush against onto Giotto's own one.
''Laudner, stop your stupid fake illusions already.'' Giotto opened his golden eyes, speaking into Tsuna's lips. Tsuna froze. Giotto's eyebrows furrowed downwards as time suddenly seemed to stop the moment he started speaking. He could feel it. The world he was in seemed to come to a standstill, even the wind stopped trying to blow his hair into his eyes.
His intuition was telling him it was an illusion.
''Ah, I was found out? And it was reaching the exciting part too.'' From somewhere travelled a cold and distant laughter into Giotto's own head
The scenery then melted into one disappearing point, and another soon replaced the swirling pattern of the night forest with a dark room. All of them lying on the floor, with Giotto being the only conscious one and the rest were motionless. It felt colder in the room than it did in the forest, ironically.
Laudner stood alone in the moonlight filtering in through the lone small window near the top of the corner of the room. The light shone on his face seemed to reflect a scene in a horror movie when the ghost reveals herself after the climax of a pulse racing music track, more than fear; it is the sense of endless loneliness of not being able to die.
''What happened to Sepira?'' Giotto asked with barely masked anger, he could feel it coming, his other self now. His insides are a mess of emotions and the hurricane stirring it all up was his other self, and undoubtfully Tsuna played a vital role as well as a factor in stirring up the hurricane as the unstable hot air.
If Laudner was here, what happened to Sepira?
''Her? Hmm…'' Laudner folded his arms, the tip of his finger pressed against his cheekbone in a thinking position. ''Probably died? If she was lucky I guess?''
''YOU!'' Giotto lunged for Laudner's neck with a burst of acceleration, but Laudner had already dispersed into particles of mist under the mere touch of his skin, and dissolve into the moonlight.
Laudner reappeared again, now behind Giotto and held a hand to Giotto's neck. Giotto's lips drew into a thin line.
''Seems like your hyper intuition doesn't work very well with my illusion. Well of course.'' Smugness was dripping out from Laudner's voice in a tempting fashion.
''You? A thief, the greatest illusionist? Don't make me laugh.'' Giotto said as a smirk found its own way to his lips before he could stop it. Giotto pinched himself to control his anger from getting the better of him. Calm down, no calm down, think straight.
''A thief? That's not such a pleasant way to put it, Giotto-chan. I was just borrowing their skills.'' Laudner whispered into Giotto's ear in an innocent angelic voice, shrugging like he didn't know what Giotto was trying to put across. Giotto shuddered.
Steam could almost be seen flaring out from Giotto's ears like a steam train ready to take off.
No, calm down.
Giotto took a few sharp intakes of deep breath.
Just calm down.
'No it isn't the time to lose control.' Giotto told himself firmly.
'Everyone is entitled to be dumb, but you have abused the privilege.'' Giotto said scathingly, sliding along the weakness in Laudner's hold on him with skilful agility, moving backwards against the wall and sneaking a few secret glances around the room with minimal eye movement. If he were to run out by himself, he could, assuming Laudner was slower than him, but what about his guardians?
''Well it seemed like whatever I would have to say would be useless on you wouldn't it?'' Laudner said, his eyes the total opposite of what his smiling mouth was portraying.
''Your IQ is so astonishing, if I were to multiply it by a thousand, it would still be zero. Why would I want not to listen to your beautiful voice which can even make glass crack? It would be the most beautiful concert of all times. People would pay nothing to attend the concert.'' Giotto countered without missing a beat.
Giotto's smirk spread wider over his mouth, distorting his facial features. It had been so long since he got the feel to be sarcastic, he forgotten that he had an uncanny talent for it. Sarcasm overload. Sarcasm, sarcasm. Muhahaha. Okay. Just. Calm. Down.
''You would be singing a different tune soon.'' Laudner's eyes narrowed sharply, before he faded in a ghostly fashion into the brick walls behind him. He was an illusion.
'What did he mean by that?' Giotto wondered in his head. He looked around the dimly-litted room, and he found that his guardians were coming to as soon as Laudner disappeared.
''Are you guys okay?'' Giotto asked, bending down to Lampo who was the nearest to help him up.
''Not as bad as I did for the stamina run yesterday…'' Lampo mumbled.
After Lampo stood up, Giotto took a better look around the place when his eyes adjusted to the darkness.
The door was now closed. Their only escape route, well it seemed like an only one.
Giotto placed his right ear on the wall and experimentally tapped on the four walls that looked ready to crash on them anytime repeatedly at different positions. The hollow sound echoed backwards in varying degrees.
Upon reaching a position where the sound was the loudest, he flex his arms, took a deep breath, mustered all the energy in his body cells, concentrate them into his knuckles, pull back his knuckle, took a-
Just get on with it already.
Punch.
''Geh! He really punched the wall.'' G said, monotonously because it wasn't that big of a surprise. It wasn't as bad as the time Giotto asked them to skydive with him because he felt like committing suicide.
''Couldn't he had found a better way?'' Daemon sweat dropped as clouds of dusts and dirt filled the room immediately with the sound of bricks crashing to the floor and breaking into large red chunks, and all of this attracted coughs from the people in the room.
''When we get out, the first thing we do-'' Lampo tried to say seriously.
''Find Tsuna right?'' G cut in.
''Yaah!'' Lampo shrilled at the red-head, with his face the same colour as the person who avoided all his attempts to claw at him.
''Just let him be cool for once, he never got the chance.'' Daemon said.
Lampo burst into tears, Asari comforting him and the two culprits responsible were just whistling away.
''Obviously we should get some cakes first right?'' Giotto replied back too slowly with sparkling eyes like a maiden in love.
''…''
''Go already.'' Alaude said and he walked in front, climbed through the gaping hole in the middle of the wall leading to a secret tunnel.
''We are probably one level below ground.'' Asari said as they walked through the tight corridor in a single file, crouching down slightly since he was the tallest.
''We have to find a way out.'' Giotto said as the road suddenly widened, and what seemed like a dead end was actually a path out to the corridor. They climbed out of the tunnel, one by one and gathered around the tunnel entrance, waiting, until the last one came out.
They nodded at each other, confirmed that nobody was caught by any astral type of monsters or whatever you call a ghost, and continued on their journey.
There was no other way except this dark path without any light except some moon light. The walls looked much thinner than they were in actual fact.
''Where do you guys think you are going?'' A low, grumbly voice travelled over from a dark corner at the end of the corridor where there was an intersection of roads, shocking everyone out of their wits.
''Who?'' Giotto put out his hands to block everyone's path so that they wouldn't proceed.
''You should know me really well wouldn't it?'' The voice asked, chuckling lightly.
''Not at all.'' Giotto responded.
He could see a glimpse of sharp, pointy hair in the light glow of a lone candle burning.
''I'm Tsuna of course.''
''Wh-?'' The seven pair of eyes widen to their full size, eyebrows reaching above the hairline and beyond.
Tsuna was the old Tsuna, but different.
''I'm here to stop you, and I don't find the need to explain any further, don't I? Since I'm not very good with the head.'' Tsuna said, eyebrows creasing.
''Why are you?'' Giotto asked, as soft as the non-existent wind.
''Why you ask? Because I was told to do so.''
''You were told by who? Laudner? You are being fooled!''
''No, I'm not. And it's really about time, come follow me.''
The seven found words useless as they walked up the creaky metallic stairs with the brown-haired leading them. They shot nervous and short glances at each other and back to the figure, afraid of letting him out of their sight when it was so dark and unfamiliar. They had no other choices than to follow him. They have to trust him.
At the top of the staircase with no handles, was just, a simple door.
Tsuna opened the door which creaked creepily in the still air, and entered like he did before a few hundred times.
''They have entered the Fear Landscape.'' The computer said with a mature female voice.
''I know.'' Laudner snapped, irritated as he stared intently at the seven screens displaying each of the seven entering the room with guarded movements, each screen for a close up of each person with night vision.
''Now, what would you guys do? I'm really interested…'' Laudner said as he moved his body to sit comfortably in his office chair. ''In the past Vongola family, well if I could, I would have killed Giotto right now, but I guess not, not until he fulfilled his role as one of the Sky holder in the Tri-n-sette.''
Laudner had striking white hair that almost blended in with the light spilling its glory in contrast to the situations the seven were in. And had lavender eyes, with a marking with numerous spikes under his left eye. The mare ring with its outstretched wings was breath taking, but they looked dead.
''The Vertical Space-Time axis. If it works, I can even unseal the curse on this ring.'' Laudner said, looking down at his finger. ''Just as long as Byakuran doesn't interfere. He was the idiot who got his other selves killed because he underestimated Tsuna. Tsuna is a powerful, powerful weapon. Tsuna is probably the strongest person on earth now, maybe with the exception of the Checkered-Face. He have no idea, how Tsuna can unlock the secret to the world's treasure.''
''That's why you, his past self is here right now, to correct things right?'' The computer said.
''Mmm.'' Laudner dug his hand into a bag of marshmallows and took a whole chunk of the contents, and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed down the white coloured sweets. ''That's right.'' He said, as he glanced over at a metal box laid at the side of his table, swirling with clouds of Nitrogen gases, a female body lay inside, sleeping with a peaceful cold face. You could almost think she was just sleeping, probably just somebody fond of sleeping in a temperature of -202 Fahrenheit and be perfectly fine with it.
She looked like an angel.
''For Sepira as well.''
o0o
FLASHBACK
''Hey, Sepira-chan, where are they? Where is Giotto Vongola Sawada Ieyasu?'' Laudner asked with the sweetest poison in his voice.
''Laudner, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.'' Sepira sobbed uncontrollably, tears glistening in her dark blue eyes. ''I'm responsible for what I have done to you. It's my fault Giotto had this ending.''
''Responsible?'' A smirk stretch Laudner's lips to the fullest. ''No, you helped me in my goal to attain the world.''
''Th-That's why, I regretted it ever since then.'' Sepira clenched her knuckles deathly white and the taste of blood trickled into her mouth as she bit her bottom lips the same colour as her knuckles.
''Where's Giotto?'' Laudner demanded, his voice shaking with the suppression from the desire to scream.
''No! I can't let you hurt him anymore than you already did.'' Sepira shouted back defiantly without losing to Laudner. She held her hand close to her chest where her heart beat was beating faster with every second.
''I love you.'' Laudner said abruptly. Sepira's heart skipped a few irregular beat. She wasn't expecting Laudner to say that now, not now, not yet. Not the Laudner he was now.
''I love you too, Laudner.'' Sepira said when her heartbeat started to regulate and her palms stopped sweating the cool liquid. ''That's why I can't let you walk down the wrong path, again. I'm sorry, for not stopping you earlier.''
''NO! DID YOU FORGET HOW HE KILLED MY MOTHER! AND YOUR BROTHER! THEY DIED! BECAUSE OF HIM!'' Laudner shouted melodramatically, his features twisting into one of a madman, pushing Sepira's back on the wall and slammed his palms into the wall with a thud. Laudner's tall figure far loomed over Sepira's short and petite figure, his shadows blocking out much of Sepira's vision. Sepira looked up into Laudner's eyes, and saw no left of the rational and sane self he was. His desire had taken full control over his soul already.
''DON'T YOU WANT REVENGE?!'' Laudner shrilled again when Sepira didn't respond.
''No Laudner,'' Sepira said, with what was left of the gentle voice she had. ''It happened such a long time ago, I had forgotten about it already. I would have wanted revenge if it was ten years ago, but not now. We have lived long enough to know that this world is as cruel as it can be. People die, and they will never come back. Giotto was just a casualty in this hateful place. No one could blame him as much as we could to ourselves.''
''No!'' Laudner said machiavellianly, his light purple eyes flickered in hesitation for that moment, before they quickly regained that murderous glint, as though that moment never existed at all.
''Yes, and you know it.'' Sepira rested a hand on Laudner's chest, to feel his heartbeat. The sound of life pumping rapidly. Laudner's breath came ragged and rough, like sandpaper.
''Giotto is one of the pieces I needed, to control the world. His vampire blood of the utmost purity, his equally strong and pure dying will flames. It's what I need, along with your power and mine!''
''Laudner no!'' Sepira's face turned horrific again, as she saw a prediction of what was coming next.
''It's too late, Sepira-chan. We could have been together forever if you didn't betray me.'' Laudner said without batting an eyelash or a trace of that hesitation which could have been her imagination if she didn't know him so well.
Laudner's eyes flashed.
''Addio.''
(Goodbye.)
o0o
''…'' Laudner clenched the empty marshmallow bag in his hand, growled belligerently, and tossed the pack away with perfect aim into the rubbish bin.
''Starting the simulation in 1…''
Laudner whirled around in his chair.
''2.''
Laudner stopped himself from seeing more stars.
''3.''
Laudner readied himself in front of his computer and grabbed another marshmallow pack.
''Let the fun begin.'' Laudner smiled.
The door behind him opened and in stepped a certain brunette.
''Good job, Tsuna.'' Laudner said and pointed to another similar office chair he was sitting in, in front of the computer.
Tsuna nodded mechanically and sat down at the seat in stiff motions.
''Don't be so nervous.'' Laudner laughed.
''…'' Tsuna's eyes bored into the computer screen with a dead look.
''We're just going to see Giotto get a little bit scared that's all.''
o0o
''Guys?'' Giotto said when he looked behind where he just came from. Nobody was there. Puzzled, he took a step backwards, but just as when he did that, the door closed, and the light came on in the room and Giotto shielded his eyes from the sudden attack of the brightness.
''Tsuna?'' He shouted into the empty room when his eyes adjusted. The room was really big, like a training room with its steel wall, but he couldn't have been more wrong. His footsteps made an unnecessary loud sound in the room, resounding back to him in multiple echoes.
''Anybody there?''
And suddenly the room shifted into a scene of an old and familiar place.
It was a pitch dark room, with no sound, with no light, with no other signs of life forms other than the blond himself with four metal walls and a door permanently locked.
''This is…'' Giotto mused, and then it came back to him.
''My house…'' Giotto walked around the pitch dark room. He couldn't see anything, but he was so familiar with this place, he knew exactly how many steps would get him from one side of the room to the other. 30 steps.
It was like he was a blind man, with only his other senses telling him where to go. He could not see absolutely anything at all.
And then he somehow knew, his parents were coming down to the basement.
He leapt for joy, and ran to the door.
The door lock clicked and slid open to reveal a tall figure in a lab coat, with patches of dark red stains on them, some lighter than the other.
''Giotto, it's time.'' He growled in a low voice.
Giotto found himself nodding excitedly and followed the man out of the black room into light. He followed behind the man's back. They reached a room that said 'Exit' and Giotto felt his heart jumped several beats and a feeling of bottomless happiness built up in him.
''Father! Father! Can I go outside now?'' Giotto shouted excitedly, waving his hands up energetically.
''As I promised.'' The tall man replied with a grim look. He looked like he never knew what a smile was in his entire life.
The door opened, and Giotto skipped out with a new spring in his steps. The smell of something new filled his nostrils, something sweet and fresh. The smell of spring, the smell of new life.
''Waahh!'' Giotto teleported between the different things in the garden, the ladybugs, the flowers, the grass, everything, even the sky was something strange and new. Giotto pointed at the bright orange ball in the sky and asked, ''Father, what's that bright warm thing? It hurts my eyes, but it feels nice.''
''That's the sun.'' Father said without being surprised.
''Oh! 'Sun'! This world is really a big place!'' Giotto shrilled happily and continued zooming around, until Father felt his impatience snapping. ''Giotto, let's go.''
''Go where?'' Giotto asked curiously.
''To the outside.''
''Ohh! Yes! Okay!'' Giotto grinned, his inside were absolutely bubbling with pure excitement and happiness.
Giotto trailed behind his father, walking along the high cement walls that keep curious outsiders in their place until they reached the gate.
''Let's go outside.'' Father held out his hand and took Giotto's into his. It was strange, Giotto was almost as tall as the man but he felt like he only reached the man's waist level. They crossed the wooden bridge and into the forest. The forest trail was brief, and they were able to quickly enter a town.
The people who noticed looked back at them, wondering about the identity of the new foreigners.
Then a scene flooded Giotto's vision, ruptured his sense, and drowned him in a sea of that terribly combination of iron and water. He could smell the familiar coppery liquid he was so used to. The people were all lying on the floor, with lifeless eyes boring back at them in their deathly white depths…
The hand that was holding on to his firmly suddenly felt limp, and when Giotto turned, his heart took a double take. A knife, a kitchen knife was stabbed into his chest, and on its handle was a hand.
His own hand.
He screamed.
And screamed.
And could only scream again.
He ran, shaking off the limp hand in his, and into the forest. The bitter air scraped harshly against his sensitive lungs. But he continued running nonetheless. His legs burned with the desire to stop, so did his lungs and heart. But he could not stop, not with the living dead hot on his heels.
''You KILLED us!'' The voices behind him chanted.
''MURDERER!'' They screamed at him.
Giotto clapped his bloody hands over his ears, allowing the liquid on them to cool his ears.
''NO! I WAS FORCED TO!'' Giotto shouted.
''YOU HAD A CHOICE.'' They chorused back at him again with that song that would make any musician faint on the spot. ''IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT.''
''NO!''
''YOU KILLED US.''
Beads of sweat rush down Giotto's face and dampen his skin as he ran and ran without seeing where he was going. The sound of his shallow breathing was like two strips of rusted metal rubbing against each other, or nails on a chalkboard specifically designed to drill at the ear and whine in pain.
And then his vision turned black like he was back in his room where his childhood memories were.
The darkness was his childhood memories.
And nothing more.
He sinks into the well of darkness without a bottom.
o0o
Giotto woke up with a start in the room he was in, brightly lit. He was panting heavily, sweating profusely and his mind was racing with adrenaline.
That was a memory from his childhood.
Giotto was born in a small, isolated city in Italy. He stayed in an underground basement where light and sound hardly reaches, he was a secret to be kept from everyone else. Nobody should ever know of his existence.
He brought death to anyone he sees. Because of that, the minute number of people who really knew him called him the Death Reaper.
His adoptive parents worked as typical 'Mad Scientist', working on artificial life and supernatural abilities. Using the powerful immortal vampire blood as sample, they worked using Giotto as the sacrifice. His biological parents, one human father one half vampire mother died as soon as he was born.
But none of the experiments worked.
One day, he was allowed to go outside. He was so overjoyed. But he soon realised it was all for the sake of the experiments.
One of the experiments he went through was to kill a person on the street. But in his unrepressed anger, he killed both his parents too.
Sepira found him, as a teen herself, and saved him, raising him like her own son. She sent him to school, hoping he could become a normal person. Well, she was somewhat successful.
'That was one of your fear.' Giotto's other self say, 'The fear of people.'
''I know that very well myself, thank you.'' Giotto said and his breathing became more normal.
''That was really unexpected.'' Laudner commented into a microphone connected to the sound system in Giotto's room. ''Fear of people.''
''Where is Tsuna?'' Giotto growled with gritting teeth. ''Depending on your answer, I may just slaughter you if I got my hands on you.''
''Haha, if you can get through this fear landscape of yours. But it seems like you have actually overcome that fear with 66.6% success rate.''
''And what does that have to do with you?'' Giotto asked.
''I stopped the stimulation because it seemed like you were getting tire-''
''What a liar.'' Giotto interrupted.
''It seems like you have gotten your spirit back. Let's continue.''
''NO!'' Giotto shouted in trepidation. He didn't want to go through that again.
''Not a chance.''
Giotto was thrown into another place again. This time, it was another dimly lit room again.
Two people were facing him.
A man, and a female.
The man had curly black hair with a goatee. He also had golden eyes and a high nose. He was dressed in a trench coat, a Britian style of dressing. Himmel Vongola was a handsome man.
The female had long golden hair, with large blue eyes and a cute face. She wore a pink dress with tons and tons of lace thrown in it (Tsuna would have fainted at the amount of laces) with a short equally lacy blue parasol. Lucifilia-Ciel Véronique was a beautiful woman.
''Father! Mother!'' Giotto cried out, and reached out to them, but a sheet of invisible glass blocked his path and he was repelled backwards.
His foster Mother and Father were at the two's side when Giotto's eyes focused on the scene in front of him again. They smiled, evilly, and then. Stab.
The flow of red liquid around a metallic object filled his vision again as they oozed out of his biological parent's chest. His parents' eyes widen in shock at their son and then at the stab wound in their chest, and their pupils rolled upwards like the others in the street did. They fell to the floor like puppets with their strings cut off.
He felt helpless.
He could only stand there, and watch them get killed.
And the scene replayed again.
And again.
Giotto screamed for it to stop.
It didn't stop.
It replayed, a tape played on a broken radio.
Until Giotto felt the sense to slam the glass pane and the glass shattered into tiny uneven pieces at the earthquake like impact.
His vision shifted back to the room again.
Primo's biological parents were betrayed and killed due to the vampire power (the adoptive parents were their close friends, but when they realised that Mother and Giotto were both vampires, they wanted the vampire blood for their own selfish experiment).
Since then he didn't trust anyone, anymore.
The fear of trusting people.
Until G came into the picture of course.
''Oh that was splendid indeed.'' Laudner said.
''Shut… up…'' Giotto growled dangerously, his golden eyes devastated and positively disturbed. He never trembled the way he did, and his eyes were never as large as they were now. Tears were leaking like a broken tap from his eyes, and dripped down onto the floor.
''Oh dear, is our little cute blondie crying now? Hush hush, don't cry now.''
Right now, Laudner's fluidly-like voice was just like a spoilt marker on a rough board, making high-pitched screeching sounds.
''Bas…tard….'' Giotto puffed, trying to catch his breath, but not able to do so.
Giotto looked around for some form of a paper bag, like what G told him to do whenever he was hyperventilating. He was over breathing, and the overdose of carbon dioxide would kill him if he doesn't do something about it.
A paper bag dropped down from above him and he took it with a swipe, and jammed it over his head. He tried to take in slow and steady breath, and he felt his heart beat normally again.
It was the second time the hyperventilation happened.
''I don't want you to die here, not now. I still need you.'' Laudner said without any hint of joke in him.
''Is that so?'' Giotto said.
''Oh no you don't.'' The paper bag somehow magically crushed itself into a ball and stuffed it in his mouth, preventing Giotto from biting his own tongue.
Giotto clawed at the paper bag which had stuffed itself into his mouth, shouting incomprehensive stuff and then he froze.
Giotto dropped to his side, a paralyzing sensation filling his senses as his muscles jerked and then came to a stop in their activity.
''I was working on this paralyzing drug my little niece had so kindly invented, and it seemed to work especially well on vampires like you.''
''MMPFHAM WHMH!''
''Mmmm….'' Laudner mused. ''Poor you. Being unable to talk. Although I would want to enjoy seeing you suffering, but I still have other things to attend to. Bye.''
Giotto was left to lay there on the cold floor, unable to move or even talk.
Minutes migrated as he could only stare at the wall opposite him, waiting for it to burn up in fire or something.
He couldn't do anything but be trapped in the room.
Giotto's mind whizzed in a bizarre fashion, thinking about what his next steps could be, waiting for the drug to wear off would take another hour.
'The ring.' The voice said.
'The ring?'' Giotto asked.
'Yes, if you want to save Tsuna, than light up your flames!' The voice said.
'But how?'
'If your will is strong enough, it will show the path for you to take.'
Giotto contemplated. He had no other choice but to follow his other self's instruction.
If he wants to sock Laudner in the face and made him think that the worst thing he could have ever done was to be born, he would have to first escape from this place.
He could feel the cold metal on his finger.
He breathed in a deep breath (Well not really, but just a figure of speech), and he could feel the energy running in his body, the dying will energy was flowing inside him tranquilly. He tried to mentally squeeze his strength into the ring, but it didn't work as usual.
'It's your will.' Tsuna's voice said in his head.
I did say I wanted to protect everyone right?
But…
The hungry monster of fears are eating me from the insides.
I can't.
Already.
Giotto's vision grew faint as the darkness creep into the sides of his peripheral vision.
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It's another cliff hanger because I can't end it off since it's actually one of the climaxes of the story… And the story word count is getting really long. This chapter hit 5200+ words with only the story, and now it's 6500+ words with this entire author's note and all.
Okay, I'm pretty fond of writing characters with a dark past, for what reason I don't know why. Maybe I'm just sadistic. I just feel that adversity builds the character and with Giotto with a character as strong as his, we need a nice dark childhood for him.
Since the manga didn't really introduce about the Primo's family background, than I'm like, hey why not? So I did this Fear thing to give an idea about their backstory. The next chapter will be on the guardians, and it was tough coming up with Asari Ugetsu. He seems so cheerful and all, he seems like one with a happy childhood. Well we shall see about that :)
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Giotto: Why do I have to be humiliated by LAUDNER!
Laudner: Well, because I'm the antagonist?
Giotto: You enjoy being one?
Laudner: Why not? It's fun.
Byakuran: That's right! I was the antagonist for 100+ episodes of the Katekyo Hitman Reborn you know!
Giotto: *Sigh*
Itake: Until next time~
Giotto: And you should be doing your Mathematics homework!
Itake: Don't remind me of it…
Edited 19/8/13
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khr1410, haha, but cliffy is what makes you guys want to continue reading :D Though I feel like punching myself in the face because I ended the chapter on a cliff hanger as always.
Genghi2510, :D Something like that
Anisthasia, noooooo! I shall drag you back here and sit you down with a huge bar of chocolate. :D I know that, but, I can't find a better way to end the chapter. Really sorry :P I'm intending to write about Giotto in the future after this Fear arc :)
Tsuna, good that you enjoyed it! :D
Dumti, definitely of course. How about you tell me what you have in your mind now?
Thelittlesky, great thanks! Gokudera is just this princessly like character and he was on edge because he didn't see his Juudaime for a super long time.
MegaAnimeFreako, don't die just yet alright? I don't want my readers to die on me. :P
Guest, o.O the most straightforward comment I have seen.
Blue Snowflakes, ooooh I like your name! I like Blue and snow :D And I will continue. And if you think this story is cute, this story also have a dark side to it :P Bewaaarreee.