Chapter 23: What a Wonderful World.
'BAM!' I kicked the door open after I literally traversed not fifty, but sixty flights of stairs. To say that I was pissed off would be an understatement. I was absolutely fucking livid! And the only way to quell my intense anger…
"Haah…haah…haah…" I breathed in and out as I walked throughout the hallway and approached two big double doors and-
"RRAAAAHHHH!" I roared as I kicked the doors in front of me too!
…Is to beat the shit out of filthy rich mother fucker!
'SLAM!' The doors were slammed open so hard that I'm pretty sure I dented his wall. Out of curiosity, I checked it. Yep. They were dented. Good. I then proceeded to survey the room with my eyes and-huh?
'Where the hell is he?! Wait! Don't tell me this jackass went home for the day?!' I thought to myself but then…
"AH!" I gasped as I felt something fall on top of me! It was a person! And they were so heavy! Are they trying to break my back or something?!
"OW!" I groaned in pain as I fell to the floor. Shit! I let my guard down!
"I have apprehended the intruder, Master." The woman on top of me spoke to someone. Fuck! She's a homunculus! And that means the person she is talking to is-
"Excellent work, Furniture." A man replied as he approached us. Even though I was tackled to the ground just like in a game of American Football, I was still able to see the person in front of me. He looked so, so, lame. Definitely an uptight douchebag.
"Good evening. I noticed that Lancer Servant through the security cameras over there. This means you must be…Misaya Reiroukan, right?" Archer's Master asked. Shit! How does he know that?! Has he been keeping tabs on all of the Masters and their Servants?!
"Misaya Reiroukan? Hmm. Sounds like a beautiful badass girl who's about to knock your teeth out!" I snapped back.
"Ha." The man chuckled until-
'BAM!' He kicked me right in my face.
'BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!' And again. And again. And again. And again. And again until-
'BAM!' He slammed my face right onto the floor as hard as he could.
"Have another witty thing to say? Or are you ready to give up and die?" The man asked.
"…" No response.
"Playing dead won't work against me. Mark my words, you're going to die here tonight. I guarantee your death before the sun rises." The man declared.
"…" Still no response.
"Tch." The man clicked his tongue.
"Let's see how ugly your face looks after I fucked it u-" The man spoke but before he could finish…
…I spat right in his face!
"Is that seriously the best you got?! You've only made me look more badass!" I shouted at him with as much confidence as I could muster. But it was just bravado. That bastard kicked me around I lost a tooth. I might even have internal bleeding. But like hell am I gonna let that stop me!
"Hmm. Did my Servant ever tell you anything about me?" The man asked as he wiped my blood on his face with a napkin.
"Huh? What are blabbering about?!" I snapped back.
"Answer the question." The man demanded.
'Then try not to underestimate my Master. If you're not careful then…'
Yeah…
'…He will kill you.'
…That's what he told me.
However-
"Yeah. He did in fact. Wanna know?" I asked.
"I'm going to give you one last chance to answer the quest-" The man spoke but I interrupted him before he could finish.
"Your Servant hopes that I crush your hopes and dreams! And that's exactly what I'm going to do!" I declared.
"Silence. Don't you dare disrespect my master any m-" The homunculus on top of me spoke but she was cut off.
"No. It's quite alright." The man replied as he walked over to his desk in the center of the room.
"You see. I know that my Servant thought that way about me. But I had no choice but to suck up to him a bit. That is because I have a wish. Do you want to know what that wish is?" The man asked.
"Let me guess an entire army of trashy women with big ass tits? Oh, wait. You already got that!" I yelled with a smirk.
"I WILL NOT STAND THIS DISRESPECT ANY-ah." The homunculus shouted until she gasped and then collapsed onto me. She was leaking something. Did she piss her-wait! T-This is blood! She's dead!
"W-Why did you kill her?" I asked.
"Isn't it obvious? She disrespected me by speaking out for a second time. Not only that but she shouted with her utterly obnoxious voice. You on the other hand…" The man replied as he paused, dropped his gun, and grabbed my chin.
"…Have a voice that is quite soothing to my ears. How about this, if you agree to become my furniture, I will ensure that you survive. I will even give you what you want." The man asked me.
"I have a gorgeous face, thick as hell legs, and an impressive chest. What the hell do you think I want that I don't already ha-" I spoke but I was cut off.
"You are cursed right?" The man asked.
"Huh?" I muttered.
"Hmm. That got your attention. Yes. I know that you are cursed. After all, as you have already most likely deduced, I have indeed been keeping tabs on all the other Masters and their respective Servants…" The man spoke.
"…It's not easy to do so. A lot of my furniture are killed in the process on a daily basis. But they are expendable. On the other hand…you…you are special." The man continued as he grabbed my hair and sniffed it. I so wanted to rip out his jugular with my bare hands. But I couldn't do anything as I still had this heavy as fucking bitch on my back.
"You intrigue me, Misaya. Not many people have accomplished this feat. And none of them are left among the living. Except, for you. As you have also most certainly deduced, I have a ton of money. I earn more money in a single day than you ever will in a decade…" The man continued.
"…But with that money, I have been able to make numerous purchases. Such as the homunculi, you and your Servant have made mincemeat out of as well as the drug Muerte. The same one I used against Ayaka Sajyou…" The man continued.
"…Let me tell you, it was not easy acquiring it. I had to send my furniture all the way to a certain city in Thailand that is widely known to be a den for criminals. Fifty of them went there, and do you how many returned?" The man asked but before I could answer-
"…Three. Just three of them made it back alive and just barely. They all succumbed to their injuries shortly after returning here. Apparently, they encountered a group of mercenaries, one of them being a woman with two guns that massacred almost all of them singlehandedly…" The man continued.
"…However, acquiring fifty homunculi was only pocket change compared to how much that drug cost. But in the end, it was worth it. My Servant will most certainly kill that Saber-Servant and even poor little Ayaka survives, I'll have her killed anyway." The man continued.
"You bastard! Stop talking! You're pissing me off!" I snapped back.
"…Where am I going with this you might be asking? If it's not already crystal clear, I'm a man who is prepared for every possible scenario to the point that it would be pointless to handle things myself when I could just have someone else do it and die for me…" The man continued.
"…But. If I were to engage in a fight with someone, or anyone for that matter, I would absolutely DOMINATE them into submission with my bare hands." The man declared.
"Are you finally done?" I asked.
"Hmm. Not yet. You still haven't given me your answer. I can promise a cure within the hour for the curse that you have. I can also promise your survival for as long as you remain useful to me…" The man spoke.
"…But. You have to agree to become my furniture. If you agree to do so, then you can be saved with a quick phone call. Wouldn't you want to live a nice life here by my side as you attend to my every desire…" The man continued as he grasped my thigh with his other hand.
"Ah." I unintentionally moaned.
"…Yes. That's it. Your voice is so soothing to my ears. I wonder how wonderful it would sound when I fuck you senseless?" The man asked but now he was so close to me. Finally. After I had to hear him talk for so fucking long…
…I finally had an opportunity…
…to fuck him up!
"OW!" The man screamed as he leaped away and noticed that while he was so close to me, I was burning his tacky outfit with my magic!
"Y-Y-YOU FUCKING BITCH!" The man shouted as he went to grab his gun. But that's not all…
"AUGH! IT'S FUCKING HOT!" The man groaned in pain as the gun burned his hand.
…I also shot a small blast of fire at the gun. It was so tiny that he didn't notice. But it was enough to burn to shit out of his hand!
"YOU LITTLE-AH!" The man spoke but gasped before he could finish as he noticed that I-
"RRRAAAAHHHHH!" I roared as I used every ounce of strength in my body to stand up just enough to shove the heavy corpse off of my body! Now I was finally free!
"TAKE THIS FUCKER!" I roared at the top of my lungs as I shot a blast of fire at him!
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The man screamed in agony as I burnt the fuck out of his face! Now for the finishing bl-
"Ta-AUGH!" I groaned in pain as I was shot in the chest three times! The gun must have been a special one that doesn't make a noise when you fire them! I didn't realize this fact till now! Fuck!
"Haah…haah…haah…" I gasped for breath as I collapsed onto my knees. He got me good. I can't even stand anymore. I didn't think he was able to fire the gun with that burnt hand. I completely underestimated him. I should have killed him when I had the chance. I'm going to d-
"Hmm. What was it you said to me before? Oh right, you've only made me look more badass!" The man snapped back while his face was being horribly disfigured to the point that it was melting off. Even then he still aimed his gun to kill me but then…
"AH! I-I-IMPOSSIBLE?!" The man shouted as he felt something being taken away from him! That's right! He was losing his Command Spells! He's no longer Archer's Master…
…Because that Blondie douchebag is dead!
He didn't expect this to happen! He was so caught off guard that he even dropped the gun! This was it!
This was my chance to take my revenge against this filthy rich mother fucker!
"RRRRRRAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I roared as I stood up. Even though I was bleeding profusely, even though I was going to die soon, I am still going to make sure that he kicks the bucket first!
"RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" I continued to roar at the top of my lungs as lit my hand on fire, while I walked right over to him, and then…
'BBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM!' I punched him right in the face with everything that I had!
"AAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!" The man screamed in utter agony as his body hit against the window behind him so hard-
"CRACK!" That it cracked completely, and he fell out of the building!
"It's ov-AH!" I spoke only to gasp as I noticed a burnt hand clutching onto the edge of the floor where the window used to be. H-H-He's still alive?!
"Oh no you don't!" I shouted as I rushed over there and noticed that he was hanging on for dear life.
"P-P-PLEASE! I'LL GIVE YOU THAT CURE! I'LL EVEN GIVE YOU ALL OF MY MONEY! JUST PLEASE HELP ME!" The man begged as his calm and composed demeanor disappeared and in its place is something that can only be summed up as-
"Ha." I chuckled.
"What's so funny?!" The man asked.
"Hahaha!" I laughed hysterically.
"WHAT THE HELL IS SO FUNNY?!" The man demanded.
"Pathetic." I replied with a smirk.
"I'M NOT PATH-" The man snapped back but I cut him off before he could finish.
"Do you want to know why you're going to die?" I asked.
"I WILL NOT D-" The man shouted but I cut him off once more.
"Don't answer that. That was a rhetorical question. Three reasons. One, you pissed me off. Two, you pissed me off. And three…" I spoke as I jumped into the air and then…
"YOU REALLY FUCKING PISSED ME OFF!" I roared at the top of my lungs as I slammed my feet against his hands until-
"Happy trails, filthy rich mother fucker." I muttered as I removed my feet from his hands! He couldn't hang on anymore and then…
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The man screamed at the top of his lungs as he plummeted all the way down to the earth and-
'Splat!' I heard a faint splatting sound as I looked down and saw a tiny red dot below me. Nice. He's finally d-
"Haah…haah…haah…" I breathed in and out as I collapsed onto my legs once more. My consciousness is fading. After all, my wounds are too severe for me to go on. I'm going to die. And nothing is going to change that. So, I reached into my pocket and grabbed a box of cigarettes and-
"Haah." I breathed in the scent of tobacco as I smoked. I know that this is really bad for my health. I should quit. But, since I'm going to die anyway, why the hell not. I at least want to feel good before I d-
"Ha." Someone chuckled until-
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" They started cackling like a certain witch.
"Well, well, well. Look at what we have here. The almighty Misaya Reiroukan on the verge of death. How does it feel knowing that no matter what happens next, you're going to die?" Caster asked as she approached me.
"It hurts like fucking hell. But not as bad as I thought it was going too." I admitted.
"Then if you are not feeling enough pain, I can fix that for you…" Caster spoke and paused for a second until-
"…YOU FUCKING UNGRATEFUL BITCH!" Caster roared at the top of her lungs as she leaped toward me. However-
"AH!" Caster gasped as she saw what I made on the floor with my own blood. A rune.
"Ansuz…you fucking…witch." I spoke as the ground became bright red.
"I'M NOT A FUCKING WIT-" Caster roared once more but was cut off by the-
"BBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!" The floor exploded which propelled me out of the building.
My consciousness was fading in and out. My vision was going dark. This is the end. This is how I will die.
BUT THERE'S STILL SOMETHING I CAN DO! NO! SOMETHING THAT I HAVE TO DO!
"With my final command spell…" I spoke as I was falling to my death until-
"…Protect Ayaka, Lancer!" I finished as in the next instant, everything became black.
'Hello…'
Who's voice is that?
'…My sweet angel.'
Huh? Is that-
'You must never forget…'
What? Forget what?!
'…You must always make sure to protect your -.'
I'm dead. No. I've been dead for a long time. I forgot. I completely forgot who I used to be. Only now when I'm dead, do I remember my mother's words. The words she told me. The person she told me to protect. I forgot all of them until now.
What a sick joke. Why did I only remember it now? If I remembered sooner, I could have rejoined the living. If I remembered sooner, I could have spent more time with her. If I remembered sooner, I could have saved her.
What a wonderful world it would have been if we were together as -.
But that world is not possible anymore…
…Because I'm already dead.