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Chapter 7 ~ Obliteration

The guards were standing lazily in front of two big doors of the Calsca's meeting room. Their boss were currently having a very important meeting with his subordinates and they were charges with protecting the room. At least, the outside of it.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor ahead of them. The guard snapped to attention and woke up his partner who had been asleep. The both of them tensed as the footsteps became louder.

A young brunette stepped in front of them. His face was shadowed, but there was no mistaking the dying will flame on his head. This was an enemy.

The guard drew out his gun, but he was not fast enough. The brunette had somehow moved ahead of him and was now moving his hand down towards the guard's neck at an impossible speed. The first guard slumped onto the floor. The second guard managed to get off one shot from his gun before he was knocked out with a kick from the brunette directly into his stomach. The guard's gun clattered to the ground beside his unconscious body.

The brunette looked up at the huge doors before him. The light reflected off his blue eyes as he contemplated his next move.

Xavier Calsca heard a gunshot from outside the meeting room. The leaders in the Calsca alliance looked around worriedly. Had someone send for them to be assassinated?

A polite knock sounded on the door. The person nearest to the door looked nervously at it. Xavier relaxed. Maybe it was the guard informing them that they had annihilated the intruder.

The door opened, and instead of the guard, Vongola Decimo walked in to audible gasps. There was a dying will flame on his head, but he was without his gloves. Xavier suddenly had a really bad feeling.

"Good evening, gentlemen." Tsuna said in a polite manner, bowing slightly.

"Vongola Decimo…" Xavier hissed in contempt. "I thought you were in the room provided to you."

Tsuna chuckled softly but in a deadly tone. The spectator in the room felt chills running down their spines. "I'm sorry to say but your services ain't that good. And for your information, you're mistaken, Calsca brat. I'm Vongola Primo."

Xavier squeaked a 'huh?' when suddenly Tsuna or Primo charged at him with such ferocity and speed that before he realized what was happening, he was knocked out. All the leaders stood in shock at the recent event. When Primo turned to look at them, without hesitation, they whipped out their guns and yelled for their subordinates to kill him.

As they charged at 'Tsuna', he smirked and muttered, "…Weaklings."

"Hurry up." Reborn urged the pilot of Vongola's private jet. "Decimo is in big trouble."

Something flickered in the pilot's eyes and he turned towards Reborn with newfound determination pasted on his face. "I'll do my best, sir."

He accelerated the plane, causing the passengers to lean back in their seats in fear of the fast vehicle.

"How long more, Rio?" Reborn asked the pilot.

Rio smiled and said, "10 minutes, Reborn-sama."

Reborn smirked and hopped down to inform the passengers. What he saw was boys looking wide-eyes at him, their teeth chattering while leaning back into their seats, their body stiff and tense.

Reborn analysed the awkward situation, "Are you guys okay?"

No one answered. They were too busy trying not to puke except Sasagawa Ryohei.

"EXTREME! THIS PLANE IS FAST TO THE EXTREME!"

If Gokudera could retort, he would've snapped at the boxing idiot for being so childish and noisy. However, he was busy trying not to bite his tongue.

"I beg you! Spare me!"

Tsuna approached the begging man and gave a lazy smile. "I'm sorry. I've no mercy left in me. Blame that Calsca brat for this."

He punched the man so hard that the leader of one of the oldest mafia dropped unconscious.

"So weak. There's no competition at all in this generation." Primo muttered, disappointment clear on his face.

Obviously! Tsuna snapped. They always resort to cheap tricks. That is the definition of mafia in this generation.

Primo could picture Tsuna rolling his eyes right now. Primo sighed. 'Three down. Five to go.' He thought as he walked away in search of the fourth leader. They could never escape. Primo was clever enough to lock all the windows and doors in the mansion before proceeding to the meeting room. 'It's hunting time…'

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"Move out, people!" Rio shouted over the roar of the engine. They quickly filed out to fins themselves greeted by a mansion that seemed so peaceful, it can't be a mansion of a mafia family. As Reborn passed by Rio, he muttered a rare thanks which left Rio glow with pride and joy.

Rio had landed the plane on the mansion grounds among the field and flowers. It wasn't a perfect landing place but it was the best Rio could find. Surprisingly, no alarms sounded and there were no guards around. The three boys were expecting a fight but maybe all the guards might be cooped up babysitting the so-called 'strong' Vongola Decimo. They ran through the fields and found themselves at the entrance of the mansion.

They were considering ringing the doorbell or kicking the door open when suddenly the window above them shattered and a body flew out and landed at Rio's feet, half-conscious.

Rio helped the man into a sitting position and asked, "What's going on in there?"

The man tried to speak but as he was severely injured, he only managed to say, "Vongola D-decimo…rampage…", before his eyes rolled and he fell unconscious.

Reborn's fedora shadowed his eyes as he took in what happened. "Hurry up, idiots. Tsuna might be in danger."

The three idiots nodded and ran into the direction (they guessed) their boss was at.

"You're the last one." 'Tsuna' said as he leaned his fist back to strike at the cowering man. The man gave a yelp as the fist connected to his neck and hit the nerves which made him unconscious straightaway.

At the same time, footsteps echoed through the corridor and stopped at the door of the room he was in. He turned around with a polite smile plastered in his face and asked, "May I help you?"

"May I help you?"

"Jyuudaime?" Gokudera croaked, shocked to see the state his boss was in. Yamamoto and Ryohei were equally shocked as none of them spoke. They seemed to appear more serious. Reborn did not say anything.

'Tsuna' was covered in blood, not his blood but others. On the way, they were surprised to see the amount of bodies littering on the mansion corridors. Who could achieve such a feat?

"Tsuna." Reborn finally broke the awkward silence.

The brunette cocked his head, his blue eyes twinkling dangerously, and said, "Tsuna? I'm not Decimo. I'm Vongola Primo. Giotto, if you may."

They looked at him in disbelief as he smiled at them. The silence was probably too unbearable for Giotto as he felt an urge to say something, to make it less awkward.

GIOTTO! Tsuna roared in his head.

"Ouch!" Primo yelped and clutched his head with a hand. By then, he was too tired, both mentally and physically. He then withdrew and allowed Tsuna to get full control of his body. His knees buckled and he fell on his knees. He was about to fall forward when Yamamoto caught him. Reborn who was on Yamamoto's shoulder glared at Tsuna and said, "You got a lot of explaining to do."

Tsuna managed to crack a small smile before the darkness enveloped him.

Like it? I guess I made Giotto a little too OOC... Well, see you guys and have an enjoyable weekend! Hope you liked it :D