A/N: So as I mentioned in the last chapter, this is from the point of view of a different character.
Not for the first time, I wondered whether I should get out of bed or not. It wasn't like I needed to, the test to the next floor was in a week and there was nothing I needed to do until then. But I decided to get up anyways. The usual nightmare encouraged me to tumble out of bed and buy what breakfast I could with the meager income every E-rank regular received. Most of it was used up on this crappy flat, but I'd skipped dinner last night and stole yesterday's breakfast, so I could afford to get food the legitimate way this time.
I splashed my face with water, like I was trying to wash away the blood of my parents again. No matter that I knew it happened ten years ago; no matter that I knew it wasn't my fault; no matter that I knew those fucktards that told me again and again that I was a freak and punished me for being myself were wrong and I was right- I stopped. Those were thoughts from the Blood Assassin. They didn't have any place right now.
I walked out to the cheapest restaurant available and got some ramen. I had to do takeaway; I couldn't risk him killing anyone without meaning to. I normally had him under control, but it was best to not risk any accidents. Not like these regulars and residents didn't deserve it, but it might attract even more attention than I already had.
I got it and ate while I walked. I looked up at the suspendiships moving around this pink filled floor and remembered the first time I'd saw my dad eating on a public one despite the sign forbidding food and drink.
They won't throw you in jail for eating on a public vehicle, Hanaki. He'd said. Nah, course not. They'd just do it for getting the fuck beaten out of you while you lay there- I stopped myself again. The Blood Assassin couldn't be allowed to dominate my thoughts, not right before the test.
I went back home, but there were always a few seedy people in the seedy neighbourhood, and they sometimes looked for prey for whatever reason. There were four of them "Who's this kid? Never saw him before? Nice food…" All the same bullshit the vultures that feed off fear say. I hated them so much I wanted to rip their eyeballs out and put a bomb in their eye sockets. It was okay to let the Blood Assassin take over for a little bit. These pieces of scum didn't deserve mercy.
I watched as the Blood Assassin walked over and dodged the first punch that came. He grabbed onto the arm and snapped it easily as the bone decayed beneath his touch. He quickly moved up to the next one and stroked his cheek gently, then quickly broke his weakened jaw with a quick slap and kicked him in the pelvis for good measure.
The other two had started to run, but the Blood Assassin was way faster than them, and he hugged the slower one, then squeezed, crushing all of his ribs and some of the organs. He deliberated, then put the regular out of his misery with a quick kick to a decayed skull. He then caught up to the last one and kissed him full on the lips, using his power to search for the brain through the regular's mouth. He found it and destroyed it. The kiss had only lasted five seconds and the Blood Assassin was a little disappointed.
I stopped him before he could go on rampage and kill anyone else, and I walked back to my house, picking up the ramen the Blood Assassin had so kindly left on the ground.
I should've known better than to assume that the four of them didn't have any friends. Four days later I was walking back with some food I'd stolen when ten regulars appeared from the streets behind and in front of me. Yeah, it took them four days to find me.
Damn. If the Blood Assassin killed ten people I might not be able to control him in the test. I couldn't risk unleashing him just three days before the test. He might just end up killing everyone like last time.
I backed away but the fucktards had me surrounded, just like those dumbass shinhueh that surrounded another shinhueh they were too weak to catch by themselves because they-... Shit. It was getting harder to control him. If I didn't control him I could expend all his power to exhaust him, but that would result in the destruction of all the buildings above, below and around me. I would not do that this time unless they were about to kill me.
Then, a dart came from behind me and hit one of the attackers in the hamstring. He fell, and so did the one next to him. I looked behind me and it was a girl with a lighthouse next to a boy with shoulder length blond hair and a needle. He was handsome but had a needle that looked sharp. The attackers had started off with ten people, but in less than 10 seconds their number had been reduced by half.
"Th-they're regulars!" They yelled, and they ran off.
Hmm, did that mean that all I had to do was to show them my pocket and they'd go away? I looked back at the regulars who'd saved the district from destruction and they smiled at me. I looked at the grocery bags they were carrying. I wanted to help them, but I might destroy accidentally the food so I ran off.