Ah and I deliver with another chapter for you pretty people. Spelling and grammatical errors get much worse because it's late and I want to sleep. I'm only going to ask you to review at the end of the last chapter, but feel free to review anytime, yeah?
The group tried to think of ways to cheer up the wolf boy, but Gin's predicament wasn't something any of them had really faced before. For Kurumu, Mizore and Omote, Tsukune was still alive, for Aqua and Kokoa, Ura was the one being suspected of the murders, even now. And for Kahlua and Miyabi… well, they still had each other.
Moving to one of the smaller rooms and huddling together with each other, the group bgan shying away from Ura again, Gin's proclamation about there being a possible accomplish making Kurumu and Mizore want Tsukune nowhere near the albino. Miyabi held the Shuzen girls back away from the pair of twins, not trusting either of them and believing that Omote was somehow involved if Ura was the killer.
Kahlua shook her head at the boy's behavior and moved over to the wall to survey another painting of one of Tsukune's old family members. Miyabi walked over to her seconds later and placed his hand on her shoulder. Kahlua gave him a soft smile and the two leaned closer, the blonde placing her head on Miyabi's shoulder.
"I know you want to believe that they're not the killers." Miyabi sighed. "And really, I don't think they are either. But there is something off about the pair of them. Something that could potentially get us all killed, especially if they are the ones doing this."
"I know that." Kahlua whimpered, raising her head to stare into the black eyes opposite her own hazel. "But I have to have faith that-." A rope from above cut off her sentence as it wrapped around her shoulders and pinned her arms, pulling her up.
"Kahlua!" Aqua screamed, watching as her sister was hoisted into the ceiling with one yank.
"No!" Miyabi shouted, sending his tentacles up to try and grab ahold of the eldest Shuzen, but the ceiling tile slammed down on them, blocking their way.
"We have to find her!" Aqua cried, tears pouring down her and Kokoa's cheeks.
"Come on!" Miyabi snarled, storming out of the room. "Kahlua's strong. She's not going down without a fight. We just need to listen for the sound of crying and we'll find her."
"And if we get there too late?" Gin prompted.
Miyabi turned to him with a sadistic smile and shook his head, saying, "This bastard had better pray that I don't find his ass."
The group set out again, listening for the sound of Kahlua's tears. If she was crying then they knew that she was fighting. She never was one for fights and preferred to stay away from them. Listening closely, the group was only met with silence. Roaming the halls uncomfortably, they stayed tight together, not wanting to be caught off guard by the killer in case Kahlua wasn't the intended target and was still somehow alive.
They were roaming the sixth floor when Miyabi came to a stop and cocked his head for the umpteenth time. "Wait," he told them. "Listen. You hear that?" Everyone cocked their heads to listen better and, sure enough, there was the sound of someone bawling their eyes out on just the floor below.
"Come on!" the tendril-ripped boy hissed. "Let's see if we can take this asshole by surprise and help turn Kahlua's odds." Heads nodded and the group took off silently for the fifth floor, listening to Kahlua's cries grow louder. They had barely reached the stairs when screams of pain began becoming interlaced with the sound of crying. Miyabi sped up, not caring about secrecy by that point, the look in his eyes wild as he rushed to help the girl he loved.
Kahlua's shouts were growing weaker, coming sporadically now with long pauses between them until they didn't hear any more of them. Sliding to a stop outside of the room the cries had been emanating from Miyabi kicked open the door and peered inside, his eyes darkening in rage at what he found. The others raced forward, clambering into the room to get a look of what had been done and try to see if they had at least cornered the murderer before it was too late.
Kahlua's arms were missing… they had been ripped right from the shoulder sockets… they were gone. Her mouth was hanging open, not dripping blood like most of the other corpses though. The Chinese girl took a step closer and found out why. Instead of having her tongue ripped out like Saizo and San, or her teeth pulled out like Keito and Xia-Ling, Kahlua's missing eyes had been methodically taken out and placed in her mouth; they had been pushed over her upper fangs until the sharp points poked through the bottom. Aqua glanced above her sister and saw the bat wings shredded to pieces and forming a word. 'Batgirl' was clearly legible and was decorated in a fashion as to make Kahlua seem like an art exhibit.
"No!" Miyabi fell to his knees before the statue like corpse.
"Kahlua!" Kokoa sobbed, clutching Aqua like a lifeline and turning her eyes away from what had just happened to her eldest sister.
"Why would someone do this?" Aqua demanded of no one in particular. "Kahlua has never done anything to anyone!"
"This bastard is going to die!" Miyabi roared, racing from the room, Gin on his heels. The others followed the pair out and watched as they split in two different directions, Miyabi heading up the stairs and Gin heading down.
"Did they really just split up?" Kurumu asked, staring after the pair.
"Yes." Ura affirmed. "Yes they did."
Sorry the chapter was so short, but I did say that I sometimes tend to write people out of the story. I mean, seriously, how much have you seen San before this point? Make sure you review, I'm getting sleepy.
