Choice of Music: Paper Moon - Tommy Heavenly6; Transformers Soundtracks (lol)
Chapter 20 - Destroy, Don't Kill
Kia watched horrified as Vice struggled within the coils of the blood-colored Douji. 'What do I do?' she panicked. 'Vice is going to die, what do I do?' Looking around the small hiding area, she noticed a pile of debree from leftover contruction equipment. Grabbing a small bar, she broke the end off onto the cement, creating a sharpened point.
Pulling her arm back, she carefully aimed the metal object towards what seemed to be the weak point of the Douji's black serpantine gauntlet. "The sensitive points on a Douji's gauntlet are near the claw joints and underneath the arm," Tansen spoke.
Whipping the bar, a whistling noise piercing the air. 'Please hit!' she silently prayed to herself.
Sure enough, the blade pierced through the black snake. "Gah!" Tumult howled, dropping the green Douji onto the ground. Vice coughed as blood spilt from the other's gauntlet. "Fucking bitch! I'll kill her!"
The green Douji swung his leg underneath Tumult's legs, swiping them out from underneath him. As he hit the ground, Vice moved himself away from his opponent. 'Shit. Got to stay away from him!' Looking around him, he tried to find anything he could use against Tumult.
Wait! Where was the other one?
"Let go!" he heard Kia demand. "Let me fucking go!" Turning, he saw the blue and green Douji curl his claws around the girl's wrist. "Let me go!"
"Looks like Abhor found you, little shit," Tumult purred, shoving Vice into the pavement. He sat himself upon the other's shoulders, digging his face into the dirt. He had pulled the bar from his gauntlet and held it to the middle of Vice's back. "What should we do with you?"
"Don't you fucking touch her!" the green Douji coughed, blowing up a cloud of dust everytime he exhaled a breath. Instantly, his head was pressed further into the ground.
"Shut up, you pathetic excuse for evil." Pulling back his arm, Kia watched as the black gauntlet dropped the sharp rod and changed into a blade. "Just fucking die already."
"NO, STOP!" Kia screamed. "Please don't kill him!"
Tumult stopped, whipping his head towards the girl. His soulless black eyes stared at her, in both amazement and shock. "What?"
"P-please don't kill him," she said. "I don't care what happens to me, please don't kill him." All three remained silent, unsure of what to say.
"Let her go," the blood Douji growled, and Abhor immediately dropped the girl. "Come here," he motioned. Slowly, Kia walked towards him. He motioned for her to kneel next to him, and she willingly oblidged. Grabbing a fistfull of her hair, he yanked her head down to the dirt also. She let out a yelp of pain, face smashing into the dirt. " 'Anything' you said?" he purred dangerously. "Anything is anything, love."
Slowly, he moved her face back and forth on the pavement. "You are going to regret ever thinking you could refuse me." Pulling her back up, he kissed her blood covered lips viciously. "You are mine, love. Tonight and forever." Tumult began to stand, keeping a firm foot on Vice's head. "Abhor, finish Vice."
"No, don't!" Kia shouted, trying to move out of the boy's grip.
"Let's go, love." He wrapped an arm around her waist, picking her off the ground. Kia kicked and scratched, writhing to try and escape the iron trap. He half-walked, half-dragged the struggling girl, grinning maliciously to himself.
"Don't you dare!" Vice howled. "You touch her and I'll fucking kill you! I'll rip your fucking bowels out of your fucking ass if you touch her!"
"Ha ha, like you can even do anything."
There was a sickening snap as the green Douji twisted the arm of the younger one. In one quick motion, Vice had ripped off Abhor's arm, exposing the shoulder joint. Abhor let out a yell of pain, moving himself away from the dominant Douji. "Let. Her. Go," he growled.
Tumult looked at him from the corner of his eye. "And if I don't?"
"I'll kill you."
Smirking, Tumult threw the girl behind him. "I'm leaving you to her," he mumbled.
"Got it, sir," a feminine voice stated, coming from behind Kia. Turning, hazel eyes met hazel. Risa looked at Kia with a defiant look upon her face. "I'll take care of her without a problem."
"Don't kill her."
Risa smiled darkly, and Kia shivered. "Destroy but don't kill. This will be interesting indeed." The older black-haired twin pulled up the sleeve of her shit, exposing a Douji crest. A shark encircled by a set of sharp jaws. "Douji Icon: Shark God of Hate."
Shards of metal flew past Kia, surrounding the other girl. She closed her eyes, covering her face with her arms to protect the skin.
Pain erupted throughout her shoulders. Hazel eyes shot open as her body dangled in the air. Three blue spikes were impaled through her arm and shoulder, curling around her form. Warm blood dripped down the sky colored blades, givings the visions of crimson rivers.
"Sorry, Kia-Kia," Risa cooed, looking out through the large metallic creature. "I told you I didn't want to see my baby sister hurt. But you left me no choice."
Claws flexed and blood splattered.
"Yamato-sama, we will miss the movie!" Ultimo ushered, trying to hurry his beloved master along. The crimson haired boy and his master were going to see a new film that had appeared in the theaters. He had been so excited to see it, and he was afraid to be even a minute late to it.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Yamato spoke, exiting the bathroom. "We'll be fine, Ulti. It will be fine."
Instead of a reply, the teenage boy was met with silence. "Ulti?" he asked, looking into the room he and the good Douji shared. Again, no answer. Ultimo was currently staring out the window, his emerlad green eyes looking as though extremely focused on whatever he was seeing.
"Ultimo, are you okay?"
"Something's wrong," the Douji stated.
"What?"
"Someone's coming," he spoke again. Immediately after he finished his sentence, his green eyes widened. "Look out, Yamato, sama!" he shouted, shoving his master aside.
Almost on cue, there was a piercing shattering of glasses. Small, clear shards stuck themselves into the wall and clattered to the floor. Yamato watched as two figures tumbled to his floor, one completely limp and nearly disfigured. Crimson droplets of blood decorated his walls and started to pool onto the floor. Golden eyes and wild hair shot up from the second form. Vice looked around wildly, his appearance close to a crazed animal.
"Vice?" Ultimo exclaimed, moving towards the two. Instantly, the evil Douji curled himself around the other, glaring at the two.
"Don't touch her!" he shouted. "I'll fucking kill you if you do!"
"Just calm down, Vice," Yamato spoke, placing his hands in the air. "We're only going to help you two."
"Good," he mumbled, swaying. A haze came over his eyes as he struggled to stay conscious. "Good." He dropped, his shoulders still wrapped around the other.
"Oh shit," Yamato sighed. He had an unconscious Douji in his room, the most evil of all the evil Douji, and someone who looked like they could have been through a meat grinder. Looks like they were going to have to skip the movie tonight.
"I'll call Tansen," Ultimo said, looking for a phone.
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