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A Suggestion
"Fuck everyone's doing so well."
"Kekeke How boring."
"Maybe we should make this a little more... Entertaining?"
The most fiery and the most sadistic guards turned with curious raised eyebrows at a smirking . Recently the karaoke nights had gotten a little repetitive and while it was always fun to watch the losers experience a humiliating punishment it was usually around the same people. Even the ever enthusiastic Tsuna had pointed that out.
"Well-" the strongest Vindice Warrior purred which was never a good sign. "I do think that I had mentioned there was a dance function?"
Jack paled. Small Gia stopped laughing. "Wai-"
But it was too late. A certain fluffy child had overheard the perfect timed question. Almost immediately the boy was by their sides so fast they wondered if the boy warped there. Eyes that sparkled a thousand rainbows coloured with hopeful expectations looked up at the guards. And that was all it took. Really. Oh how the mighty Vindice have fallen.
That night no one really won.
Except for Jäger.
He really did have the 'Moves like Jagger'.
A Game of Capture the Tunafish
"Let's play a game everyone!" Tsuna chirped happily into the main speakers as a mix of bandaged and mangled faces looked up from whatever they were doing. Bermuda who was currently contemplating burning his paperwork sweatdropped. Since when did the child gain access to the newly installed surveillance room? God one day he had to find the original map of Vendice and child proof all the secret tunnels. Actually maybe just cementing it all together. Yes. That is what he will do.
"Ok so you all have ten minutes to gather in divisions of any number as long as there is three main divisions. Bermuda and Small Gia will be team leaders of one. Then Jäger and Alejandro. Then Jack and Big Pino."
Said jailers tried their best not to look confused (and a few horrified) at the pairings. What on earth possessed their usually so insightful child to decide this? "Your division's aim is to capture a certain target and prevent other divisions from kidnapping the target! You cannot let the target touch the floor and the last person to touch said target before it touches the ground is disqualified. Whatever division the person holding the target at exactly sunset wins!"
Despite everything all the Vindice felt their competitive spirit burning. Indeed it sounded fun. Not to mention they had nothing else better to do anyways. Plus it would be interesting to go against people of their level and skill. It gets so boring overpowering opponents so easily, it was always much more exciting to have a challenge. And since it was Tsuna who created the impromptu sudden arrangements you would be in trouble if you didn't drop whatever you were doing and participate.
"Ah I forgot to mention the target is me! I'll be hiding somewhere in the library once the ten minutes are up. Good luck❤️~"
If their competitive spirit wasn't burning before it was blazing hot enough to burn frozen mountains now. They never missed a chance to look good in front of Tsuna. As well as consequently making others look bad.
"Alejandro-sama we shall follow your orders!" A chorus of gravelly voices resounded in unison as a somewhat large group of guards bowed slightly in front of the Strongest Puppeteer. Whilst he held his usual cold expression on his features internally the man couldn't help but blush slightly at all the attention and unwarranted awe. He did not realize he had garnered so much respect in his subordinates. While he would not admit it, he was a little touched. Of course his embarrassment was only shown through a slight shift of his jet black eyes. Jäger watching all this, catching every little movement of the other couldn't help but smirk amusedly. 'How cute.' The Strongest Vindice warrior thought before quickly brushing the notion away. It wouldn't do to get into such emotions.
"Jäger-san we too wish to follow you in this game." A handful of guards that the jailer remembered giving some tips on warping and other such things when ditching paperwork too came up to him. Eyes both normal and inverted narrowed as he looked them up and down, evaluating the men in front of him. One of the guards- Francis his name was- gave a confident smirk and a slight sadistic gleam. "I assure you Jäger-san we will not disappoint."
Jäger couldn't help but mirror the smirk. "You better not."
Team Jagandro complete.
Number of guards: 218
"Kekeke you fuckers are joining me and the Boss righ~t?"
"Eh? Well I was going to aid Jac-"
*click*
"Oh? Should I think of this as blatant disrespect and disregard of your dear boss? Kekeke, you know what we do with traitors right?"
If the group of Vindice still had blood pumping in their bodies all of it would have ran straight out of their faces at the multiple guns aimed at them.
"W-we will be honoured to fight alongside our boss!"
Bermuda sighed at his most sadistic warrior. At least they had numbers by their side.
Team Giamuda complete.
Number of guards: 371
"That son of a bitch Small Gia is taking all of my fucking men!" The fiery red-head swore colorfully, painting an obscenely colorful rainbow with his words. As he watched once again his subordinates being threatened to join the other team.
"Pupippupi pii."
"And I don't even freaking know what you are saying! GodDAMMIT Tsuna! Is this because I stole your pudding before and ate it?! Because if it is I'm freaking sorry!"
Team Jano complete.
Number of guards: 49
As they all began discussing strategy for the remainder of the time Tsuna giggled as he quickly dashed between bookshelves in the vast library. He had planned his hiding place before hand and he had to say he was quite proud of it. Pushing a few giant books on the third shelf to make room the small child snuggled himself perfectly between the encyclopedias and other such books. With his back turned and fluffy brown hair hidden from view his plain orange shirt was the only thing in view. It can easily be overlooked as just another book. Perfect.
Once satisfied with his position the brunette gave a grin of childish excitement as he pulled out a little red button. The Vindice had been complaining about how boring and weak criminals were these days and what better way to cheer them up than letting them go against worthy opponents? And who could fight against them better than each other? Plus it would be interesting to watch. Especially with the team leaders he chose. Oh Tsuna could just imagine Jack's reaction. Serves him right for taking his dessert yesterday.
At that last thought the child laughed softly again as he pressed the button.
'Let the game begin.'
All discussion between the groups ceased as a sudden loud blaring of an alarm rang through the speakers.
They had a split second glance at each other before bandaged, mangled bodies made a mad dash to the library. The more cunning ones waited a few seconds before warping to said location.
It was time to capture their Tuna fish.
"Boss he isn't in the astrology section."
"Alejandro-san the history section from 1500-1900s are clear."
"Shit! Jack-san he definitely ain't in the Arts section."
Everyone was searching the library as thoroughly as forensics at a crime scene. Tsuna had gotten much better at hide and seek over the years, especially learning from the cunning Jäger and the creative Alejandro. They still had yet to determine if this was a thing to be proud of or to pull their hair out in frustration. Mainly it was a bit of both. Right now it was edging toward the latter.
"Got him!" Ario finally declared victoriously, a smiling fluffy child hanging by the scruff of his neck in his hands. However before Alejandro even had time to warn the proud guard a certain red-head warped sneakily behind the jailer. "Haha like freaking way I'm letting that stick in the mud win!"
Before the fiery guard could jump back into his portal with his adorable prize another jailer tackled him. Unused to experiencing a strength that rivaled his own Jack let go of Tsuna in surprise- only for the child to be quickly snatched in the air by a cackling sadist. "Kekeke too cocky idiot."
The short undead male only got a few feet to the exit of the library before realizing that the brunette was a very cleverly created illusion. Of course at this moment he wasn't so much as impressed that someone's illusion was strong enough to trick but pissed that someone's illusion was strong enough to trick him.
But it was too late for curses, they had a fish to catch.
Jäger snickered at the howl of anger coming from the library and the shouting orders. It was always so rewarding when he managed to successfully make a fool of the short sadist. Small Gia was as tricky as they come and it was rare that anyone could cover the wool over his eyes. "Jäger desist your laughter, it may attract unwanted attention." The soft cool rasp of the puppeteer admonished as he too was running through the halls by his side. Tsuna was comfortably strapped to his back in a cocoon made of his strong wires. However strangely enough the child didn't seem to be making any sort of sound nor movement... Alejandro suddenly halted with the other following suite.
"What's wrong?"
The usually dignified jailer didn't answer, focusing on pulling off his makeshift backpack and checking the contents. "Hello Alejandro." One Vindice boss greeted cooly but if they listened close enough, the voice held a clear undertone of smugness. Before the two guards could even realize what happened Bermuda short warped away.
"Damn."
"Pssh. If my subordinates think for even half a second they could beat their boss they have another thing coming right Tsuna?" The child holding onto the bandaged baby just smiled happily in response. "Ne, I feel like those princesses in those books!" Tsuna absentmindedly said, Bermuda however underneath his bandages flushed red as he realized their position where the Night Arcobaleno carried his beloved human bridal style to their destination at an inhuman speed. This comment made the older male falter slightly as he tried his best to regain his lost composure. Too bad a scouting guard quickly took advantage of the situation, stealing the brunette from tiny arms and warping to the opposite direction.
Bermuda internally swore at his mistake before chasing after the guard. Boss or no Boss, Gia was going to never let this go.
Ten minutes before sunset Vendicare was a war zone.
There was betrayal, gunshots and war cries. If they could bleed in their states crimson blood would have decorated grey walls. A hundred or so guards had already been disqualified and such have become bystanders filming the chaos. A third of the jailers had fallen into a spider web trap cleverly weaved by the Greatest Dollmaker in the world. And the rest have completely thrown away any such terms of strategy, practically snatching and stealing the child in a ferocity that made lions cower.
"Freaking hell someone grab that sadistic bastard!" Jack yelled over the other shouts and confusion.
"Which sadistic bastard?!"
"The freaking tall one dumbass!"
"I would prefer the term sneaky devil but that works too." Said sadistic bastard crooned, large hands gripping the small child protectively, his body shifting in wariness despite the confident demeanor.
A loud ear shattering beep echoed from the speakers, everyone instinctively knew what it meant.
The last ten seconds.
And all hell broke loose.
Nine...
Big Pino unexpectedly tackled the Strongest Vindice Warrior who reflexively dodged.
Eight...
However what he didn't expect was another guard to go for his legs at the same time, in the split second of confusion Jack grabbed the brunette back into his clutches.
Seven...
The moment the red head held the child he realized something was off. The boy was covered in.. Wire?
Six...
Before his eyes Tsuna was whisked from his arms by a strong tug of the invisible string coating him. All eyes turned upwards where Alejandro was smirking, his cute prize in his arms and hanging on the wall by his threads.
Five...
Not wasting any hesitation Jack and Big Pino needed no words as they leaped toward the puppeteer.
Four...
Jäger met them head on. His inverted eyes narrowed. He would not make such a mistake again.
Three...
The other guards could only watch and try to keep up with the near invisible movement. While the Vindice on the whole were one of the strongest groups in the world Bermuda's selected Warriors were on a whole other level.
Two...
Small Gia who had uncharacteristically not joined headfirst into battle frowned. Team Jagandro had barely any chinks in their armor after all. He could probably cut the wires infused with sun flames with his own lightening infused flames but...
His frown turned a complete 180 as he grinned so hard his sharp canines showed.
..But he didn't have to.
One...
The jailers who saw the shorter guard at this moment realized something was very, very wrong.
Zero.
All fighting desisted the moment time ran out. The four competitors looked at each other tiredly with a tinge of newfound respect at each other's strengths and tactics.
"Keh I guess you guys freaking won. I have to admit you did pretty well." Jack gave his hand out to shake like a good sport. Big Pino did the same. It had been a fun day at least.
Even the ever haughty Alejandro and smug, arrogant Jäger returned the handshakes. Even if they were the older of the four they had to fight pretty hard and it had been entertaining to say the least. "You did pretty well yourself." The platinum blonde admitted. "Better luck next time."
The touching moment was broken by the harsh taunting cackle.
"Kekeke I should really be saying the same to you guys." Small Gia grinned at the other's confusion.
"What are yo-" The taller blonde started before he inhaled sharply. The child in his hands no longer there but instead a crudely carved piece of wood covered in wires was revealed.
"Oh Bo~ssu~" The short sadistic called in a sickly sweet sing song voice.
A small portal opened where two small very familiar figures walked out.
Now everyone was completely struck by confused silence. Jack was the first one to break it.
"W-wha, h-how, Wa-wh-when did yo-" he spluttered almost incoherently. It just made the ex-Lightening Arcobaleno grin even wider. It could not be any clearer that the undead man was deeply enjoying himself.
"Since. the. very. beginning."
If the seen of stunned faces wasn't already comical enough- even Jäger's mouth was slightly agape- this revelation brought out a huge new state of shock.
"I'm sure you guys know our dear Ivan- one of the few Mist-users we have in Vendicare."
Everyone turned to the only other guard who wasn't completely stumped at the sudden plot twist-an Ivan Goviadinov- who too mirrored a snarky smile. And why wouldn't he hold such a grin? It was his illusions that fooled them after all. And he did so much love making fools of his comrades. It was probably why Small Gia scouted him for the deed in the first place.
"Da." The mist user confirmed. His two closest friends by his side looked at him scandalously. But the man wasn't perturbed in the slightest, in fact he was spurred on. "I vas der first to find our liddle Tsuna." He explained cooly though if you could read people as well as the Vindice they noted a hint of upbeat smugness. "It vas easy among da chaos to inform my leaders. Small Gia quickly constructed a fake Tsuna that gave an extra layer of realism. Then it vas just the task of maintaining my illusion and hiding da boy till da time ran out."
There was just silence as they listened to the Russian illusionist's explanation. Their minds practically in overdrive replaying the last few hours events in this new perspective. The great, the powerful, the feared Vindice had spent the day fighting for a doll- no- a piece of wood.
It started with a chuckle. Then a laugh joined in. And soon the whole hall was roaring and holding their stomachs. It was hilarious just how abnormal the whole situation was. Even Bermuda was laughing easily, Tsuna of coarse had joined in too. It had been too long since they had all laughed this hard and today they were going to laugh a centuries worth.
WINNER: Team Giamunda.
And... (my personal favourite)
...The Five Nights at Vendicare
"Tsu-sama we don't mean to sound ungrateful but... What the hell?"
Tsuna giggled eerily making the chained inmates shudder as they trudged through grey halls. It was just before midnight and Vendicare was completely silent. What was even more unnerving was the emptiness of it all. While they had never had much opportunity our of their cell the rare times they did the prison was bustling with guards. But now...
"We are here~" Their small guard chirped in a sing-song voice. Every inmate no matter how hardened, how stoic, gulped audibly. Tsu while had his sadistic moments always told him things beforehand and was always the kindest individual in this godforsaken place. But right now the child looking jailer was scaring the shit out of them.
The boy had lead them to an open door which when they peered to look in to their surprise they found it to be a surveillance room where there was one large screen and a few smaller screens around it. In the corner of the room there was a cage of some sort. Once every prisoner under Tsuna's supervision entered the room the child gestured rather grandly at the interior of the room. "Welcome!" He all but squealed in his excitement. "To Vendicare! The inescapable prison full of nightmares!"
Everyone turned to each other confused. Did their dear jailer have a stroke? Of course they knew where they were. They've been stuck here for years. But the fluffy guard wasn't done yet.
"You're job as the security guard-"
'Wait what?'
"-is to survey the area for escaped prisoners and such. However..."
The fluffy guard paused dramatically. His next words were much lower in tone, making everything more creepy than it already was.
"There is a story- completely baseless of course- about a criminal a long time ago breaking out and brutally maiming and killing a number of guards, putting their dead bodies in a sick twisted display no less. Recently though a few rumors have began spreading around about... Ah what am I saying? I don't want to scare you on your first day after all."
"Eeeehh?!" They all exclaimed, unconsciously leaning forward entranced by the story not to mention practically bursting with nervous anxiety.
"Anyway you can stop anything from getting to you by closing the doors on each side of the room or just one door but that causes your rather limited battery to run low. Switching cameras and on-ing lights does that too but to a lesser extent." Everyone shivered despite the lighthearted, assuring tone of the child.
"Only one person plays security guard while everyone else may watch in the cage. If anything ... happens.. to the security guard then someone else replaces them and they restart the timer."
Oh they did not like the sound of that one bit.
"Anyway who wants to take first shot?"
Understandably none volunteered. Tsuna pouted at that. That's no fun! After pouting and staring disappointedly at the group, it was only a matter of time before someone cracked. "Urk- Fine! This is only one of Tsu's games anyway, he would never harm us." Everyone inwardly cheered and mentally shouted their sympathies at the unfortunate soul.
Darcy Payson, ex-Lightening guardian of the Rosette Familigia hesitantly sat in what he would later claim as the chair that bears the nightmares of eternal paranoia.
He could feel the many eyes watching his back and the clanking and clicking of the closed cell his fellow prisoners were locked into. Once seated he turned to look for the small guard only to see an empty spot where he'd been before. Oak brown eyes looked questioningly at his inmates yet they too mirrored his confused, unnerved expression.
Suddenly the black screens of the computers all simultaneously flashed on, causing the attention of everyone in the room to move toward it. On the main screen in the right side top corner was the digital number 150 and on the left was 100%. The current screen while statically flickered time to time showed a blank grey wall with a various ropes dropping down and nails embedded in the concrete surface. Like any trained mafioso Darcy began checking each screen by clicking on a arrow buttons on the keyboard given as well as the efficiency of the doors and lights by four special square buttons located on the corners of the custom keyboard. Tension and anxiety levels were slowly dropping as there was nothing but boring walls, cells and hallways until-
"AaaAAaAgGHH HOLY FUCK!"
When he flicked back to Screen 1 this time three mangled looking humans were there. One was hanging by the limbs on the ropes like a disturbingly twisted puppet, head lolled to the side in a way that seemed his neck had been cracked in two and pure white eyes looked directly into the camera. The other two had been nailed on the wall, limbs placed in a way no human should be ever able to do, blood dripping from where rusted nail met mangled flesh. Clearly written in blood were the words ITS EXECUTION TIME.
It was easy to say everyone's faces had lost all blood as they stared horrified at the screen. "God help us all." Someone whispered hoarsely. Darcy gulped and continued switching screens with shaky hands. Other than that screen nothing seemed to have change much to his relief. He looked up at the numbers and swore. The 150 number he had realised meant the number of minutes before the nightmare was over and to his dismay only ten minutes had passed. But that wasn't why he swore. "90 percent already?! I lost 10 fucking percent in ten minutes?!"
His curses halted as an ominous sound resounded faintly in the speakers. Footsteps. Urged by the other mafioso's shouts he began frantically checking the screen. The three bodies on screen one were all staring at the screen this time. Another screen that used to show an empty hallway now showed claw marks across the now bloody walls. Like something was being dragged. Or someone was dragging itself somewhere. He shuddered visibly.
Hesitantly he checked the next room and he was not afraid to say he shrieked like a little girl.
A mangled face filled the screen, every burn, every bloody scar visible. There was no irises, just blank white eyes as tears of blood flowed down from. A long pink almost snake like tongue stuck out of his mouth, expression contorted in a mix of anger and fear. On reflex he switched rooms and to everyone's horror the room that held three guards hanging terrifyingly now only showed two.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" By now the Darcy Payson was sweating furiously as he tried to locate the missing guard. However when he found him-
"He's one room away!" Someone yelled behind him.
"No fucking shit!" The unfortunate player screamed back.
"Wait Payson the guy from the halls is gone!"
"Wha- crap! I can't find him where-"
"Kekeke..."
All chaotic yelling stopped as a cold chill filled the room.
With trembling fingers the mafioso pressed the light button to the left door. In the flickering poor light they all could see a mangled figure, that all too familiar long tongue licking the bloody end of a knife, white eyes staring into their soul.
"Kekek-"
Never had the man ever pressed a button so hard in his life.
*slam*
The criminal leaned into his chair as he exhaled the air he'd been holding in all this time. His heart was still pumping so hard he swore he'd enough blood to support a village.
However his moment of calm was short lived as he caught sight of the battery number. When did he get to 69% already?! It had only been half an hour for god's fucking sake!
Hesitatingly he opened the closed door, to his relief and his audience's there was no undead guard there. Flipping through the screens and constantly trying to keep track of each of the four guards tensions were at an all time high. His comrades weren't helping either.
"The red headed one is there! He's coming closer!"
"Oh god you did not just close the door! There's no one fucking there moron!"
"Where's the one with the tongue?! Holy shit find him you suicidal idiot!"
"Crap there's another one! He's fucking huge!"
"Shit you are so dead!"
Finally he couldn't take it anymore. Turning his chair he glared at the caged prisoners. "Shut UP! Oh my god you fuckers if you don't be quiet for one minute I swear I'll-"
"Uh, Darcy?"
"WHAT?!"
No words. Just a finger pointing at the right door. Suddenly the mafioso regretted leaving his eyes away from the computer. Hell he was regreting every single decision he had made that led him to this moment.
Like a nightmare a mangled body jerkily moved from the darkness into the dimly lit room everyone was residing. This one was holding a creepy doll that looked too similar to Payson for his tastes.
There was just silence. Like the room itself was holding it's breath. Then the deformed monster opened its mouth revealing his teeth and an eerie childish giggle came out of it. The unfortunate criminal didn't even have a chance to scream before the nightmarish undead being pounced.
The last thing Darcy remembered was his nails clawing at the floor and the horrified faces of all the others as he was dragged away into the shadows.
A few minutes of terrifyingly hollow silence and then a loud mechanical beep echoed making every living individual jump.
Then the door to the cage swung slowly open by itself, gesturing mockingly for another poor unfortunate soul into the seat.
Each hardened criminal gulped as one. A few had salty liquid running down their cheeks from the fear alone. One mafioso muttered the thing that was all on their minds.
"Holy fucking shit."
"See aren't you glad you helped?"
"Well I did get some interesting results for my research."
The brunette giggled as he rolled his eyes in mock exasperation. "Admit it Verde. You're enjoying yourself."
The green haired scientists smirked, bored looking eyes were betrayed by the mischievous and amused glint in his emerald orbs.
"Fine. I admit this has been an... Entertaining use of the new upgraded surveillance room I created for Vendicare."
Tsuna giggled again hugging what seemed to be a mini Vindice plushy. The current Lightening Arcobaleno didn't question it. Not after the glares of some of the other guards when he raised his brow at it. Well stranger things had happened recently so he decided for once not to look too close at the disturbingly realistic Arcobaleno-sized doll. And he wasn't jealous that it wasn't him on the child's lap. It just irritated him somehow every time he looked at it. Like the thing was actually smirking underneath those bandages. But that wasn't possible after all.
"Shhhh!" A Vindice guard admonished as it grabbed some buttery popcorn and shoved it in it's bandages where it's mouth should be. "It's almost been ten minutes since the second one started- Jäger is making his move this time."
Immediately all eyes moved toward the giant screen, awaiting the game's new competitor.
Jäger grinned impishly as the watch hidden under a loose bandaged beeped softly.
He was the wild card in this game. The unpredictable one you had to watch out constantly for. Yet the one that gets more excited and 'playful' the longer it's seen. A red light switches on to indicate when the camera is being used on the main screen to help them. The Strongest Vindice Warrior could not wait to kidnap a 'security guard'. After all the most guards kidnapped wins but they did unfortunately have to abide by very specific, very strict rules to make it fair for the prisoners.
Each participant had their own set of rules. But the main ones were; don't move when the camera's light is on, you have to stay in a room for a given amount of time- the watch gives a random time frame and would light up if it would allow you to move again and last but but not least- be as horrifyingly terrifying as possible.
With a gesture a portal opened as he stepped in, already picturing his grotesque pose and the scared shitless prisoners by the cameras. This may be the best game idea Tsuna had ever thought of.
Once again he looked back at all the memories he had since the boy came into their lives. For the first time in a long time they were having fun. And the Vindice will forever be grateful for the little brunette for bringing them joy they certainly didn't deserve. But for now he would push away those sappy thoughts in favor of scaring some criminals.
Oh he could not wait to see the tape.
No criminals were injured in the duration of this story.
Well not physically anyway.
*wink*