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Kazumi

This man...could not be my father.

A ghoul could not possibly...not possibly be my father.

"Kazumi?" This ghoul, this...imposter...said. "Kazumi?" He seemed so...normal.

So unchanged.

I banished the thought from my mind. He was not my father.

My loving, caring father. "You're not...my dad..." I took a step back.

"Kazumi...I-I-I know you think I'm not your father, but-"

"You're not my dad!" I repeated.

"I-I am. I just changed a bit, that's all," The ghoul said. All the other Investigators were shocked. I noticed in particular, Juuzou was very, very confused and darkened.

"But even if you're my dad...you can't...you're...my dad isn't...a ghoul..." I stated slowly.

"I-"

"Hey, guru-san, I dunno about you and Kazu-chan, but you're a ghoul and she's a Ghoul Investigator," Juuzou announced.

"I'm Kazumi's biological father. I just wanted to see her. If Kazumi's an Investigator, then why isn't her mother-"

"My mother should not be talked about from a degraded being like you," I interrupted coldly, with no remorse for the impostor. With that, I breathed deeply and sucked in the metallic air, charging towards the ghoul.

Bikaku.

"Zumi." The ghoul said firmly, shielding himself with his kagune from my blows that could destroy a normal ghoul.

My father used to call me that.

"Urusai! Shut up!" I yelled.

"Where's your kaa-chan, Zumi?" He kept talking, even though I was going to kill him, to pierce him through. My father was an honored man. "Why isn't she here?"

"Dead," I said without thought.

The bikaku ghoul stopped right in his tracks, pausing for one second. Enough for one of Juuzou's knives to cut him to the bone. Gasping for air, he fell, trying to pull out the blade, soaking up his crimson ghoul blood.

His mask flew off his face, revealing his face to the entire room. The one ghoul eye he donned was prominent, and he looked at me with an intensity in his eyes. I instantly looked away. He couldn't be my father. He was a ghoul. No one in my family was ghoul.

Unless he was turned ghoul by something else...

My thoughts were interrupted by Taiki, who, with his quinque, whispered, "Marude wants him captured..."

"You idiot..." I hissed back. "I want him dead."

"He won't be able to," Taiki replied. "And why dead? He might be your real dad," he teased. As the ghoul slowly got back on his feet, Juuzou threw another knife.

All the other ghouls were surrounding us by now, and I had been mercilessly stabbing them. "Why won't they just dieeee?" Juuzou whined.

I growled, unable to speak, as I dashed and flew around the room crazily, trying to eliminate all the lives of the ghouls that targeted me. My quinque proved to be useful. I beheaded, stabbed through, sliced in half, did whatever I could do to kill. I could hear them trying to yell out useless commands at each other.

I was just doing my job.

These small-fry ghouls, I just flicked them away like they were pests. Ghouls were monsters. They killed my mother. Murdered my colleagues. They even tried to act to be someone else.

A blow to my head knocked me off my feet. My head spun, unaware of what was going on. When I opened my eyes again, everything was blurry. Focusing too much on my thoughts cost me too much. I couldn't see either, because too many tears fell down my cheeks. I dizzily attempted to stand back up, but their kagune was more powerful than my own quinque and I wasn't focused. "You're delusional," I choked out to the head ghoul who thought he was my father. By now, the ghouls were all dead but him.

There came no response, but a hardened expression that read "shine". Die.

"Kill him," I whispered. "Juuzou, kill him. Kill him! Minna wa shine sete! Let them all die!" My voice raised steadily as I cried out my pleas.

"Kazumi!" Taiki yelled fiercely as I stood back up. "You'll die!"

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

More.

Not my father.

That man was not my father.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled out-of-breath as I sprinted towards Crescent. My teeth bared like an enraged dog as I ran, faster and faster. My head felt dizzy.

"Shine," I gasped. As I swung, I hit him, with all the force I could possibly muster. I knew I hit him.

I knew I sliced him in half.

I knew the blood would come, splattering all over my suit.

I knew he would shine just like I wanted him to.

Dazed, I felt a tear slip from my eye down to my chin, onto the soaked-with-blood part of my clothing. Making a choking sound, the metallic taste of blood spurted from my mouth, and my brain could not prcess what was happening quickly enough. One second later, the crimson colored liquid ran from my lips to my chin, and looking down, I saw his kagune pierced straight through my body.

The pain of a hot iron rod struck through me, and I felt it again as he slipped it out of my body quietly, and the thud I heard from my body fell on the floor flatly. I was immobilized as the other Investigators stood shocked at the wound Crescent made in my stomach.

I stared up at the ghoul, whose bikaku kagune dripped with my dark red blood. I felt red wine pooling under my body as I laid there, staring at my failed plan. Holding my brand new quinque, he announced, "You're not Zumi-chan. Not the one I want. The one I want is my daughter, the one I had years before he made me this thing."

I struggled to back away, inching my way just to hit myself against a wall.

"People change," A voice announced behind him thoughtfully.

"Investigator Taiki Rin," Crescent responded. "Is this woman my daughter?"

Taiki never got to speak again.

Another cliffhanger.