Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2018 19:33:10 GMT -5
Raphael had seen it more than enough, the look of pain in Freylief’s eyes; the loss of her children and fiance… It burned inside her, rotting and twisting, and it had stoked a fire within the man. He was more than tired of seeing the tears, he was sick of the pain that it brought her and so now he was out for blood, and out for a score to settle. There was only one problem: he had no idea who he was looking for.
So, he decided to take action. She didn’t not have to know about this, he’d decided that. He wanted her to remain unaware of this; he would do this for her and he would finally bring her peace. He’d been stalking a shinigami for hours from the late afternoon into the early morning, he had ways, even if he didn’t know exactly what part of their organization this...thing fell into.
The shinigami stopped atop a telephone pole before Raphael finally made his move. A hand shot out of a nearby house and he leapt from the pole to the street. With a worried expression he looked around. It was possible that he thought this was the work of a hollow, and at that thought Raphael smiled.
The shinigami was about to move again, when a pair of hands shot out of the ground and wrapped around his ankles, and pulled them into the ground. He started panicking, then a second grabbed his wrists and pulled him down. Perfect. Prone. Screwed. The cement below him suddenly melted and accepted him, holding him to the ground, as serpent’s neck rose and glared at him. It’s mouth opened and it hissed giving a sound of melted tar.
“Who… Who’s there?!” his prey shouted. He stepped into the light. “Ah! It’s a mortal…” Then he began to feel Raphael. “You can see me, can’t you? Quick! Help me! There’s a hollow in the… Wait…” More and more Raphael poured out his power the more this thing suddenly realized that it was Raphael that was holding him down. “You… Why are you doing this?” He wasn’t panicking...yet.
Raphael walked forward and kicked the man in the face, blood splattering onto the ground. “I’ll ask the questions. Answer satisfactorily and you’ll be freed. Otherwise I will slowly crush you.”
“What?” And the binds around his wrist suddenly clamped down tighter squeezing his arms and hands. “AH! O-Ok! I get it... What are your questions?”
So this shinigami wasn’t stupid. “I need the name of one of your fellows. A loathsome twat that sings,” and he stopped pinching the bridge of his nose. “The Backstreet Boys…”
“The what?” Raphael squeezed his fist and he could hear bones cracking, then he pulled out his phone and flipped to Youtube before pulling up a song. “OW! Even if I wanted I couldn’t just give up…” The binds got tighter and tighter. “AAH! SHIT! G-Genki!” He finally gave up a name. “Genki Ogawa!! Of the fifth division!” The concrete got softer and the man took in a breath. “I upheld my end. Now uphold yours.”
Raphael started walking away. “I am. I just realized that a problem of a hollow might be enough to draw him out quicker. And what better way to draw out hollows than with some fresh bait?”
The man struggled. “No! You said you’d free me!”
“No,” replied Raphael. “I said you’d be freed. The hollow will free you.” With a burst of power, Raphael was gone. He stood on a nearby rooftop waiting as one such beast approached, he could feel it get close to the stranded, defenseless shinigami. Only good way for bait. A scream rang out into the night’s air as Raph pulled out his phone. Scrolling down to Frey’s name he went to make a text and sent only two words. “Genki Ogawa.” And he shoved it into his pocket looking up.
“I’m coming for you Genki, you fuck…”
Words: 665
((Your move, Hippo))
So, he decided to take action. She didn’t not have to know about this, he’d decided that. He wanted her to remain unaware of this; he would do this for her and he would finally bring her peace. He’d been stalking a shinigami for hours from the late afternoon into the early morning, he had ways, even if he didn’t know exactly what part of their organization this...thing fell into.
The shinigami stopped atop a telephone pole before Raphael finally made his move. A hand shot out of a nearby house and he leapt from the pole to the street. With a worried expression he looked around. It was possible that he thought this was the work of a hollow, and at that thought Raphael smiled.
The shinigami was about to move again, when a pair of hands shot out of the ground and wrapped around his ankles, and pulled them into the ground. He started panicking, then a second grabbed his wrists and pulled him down. Perfect. Prone. Screwed. The cement below him suddenly melted and accepted him, holding him to the ground, as serpent’s neck rose and glared at him. It’s mouth opened and it hissed giving a sound of melted tar.
“Who… Who’s there?!” his prey shouted. He stepped into the light. “Ah! It’s a mortal…” Then he began to feel Raphael. “You can see me, can’t you? Quick! Help me! There’s a hollow in the… Wait…” More and more Raphael poured out his power the more this thing suddenly realized that it was Raphael that was holding him down. “You… Why are you doing this?” He wasn’t panicking...yet.
Raphael walked forward and kicked the man in the face, blood splattering onto the ground. “I’ll ask the questions. Answer satisfactorily and you’ll be freed. Otherwise I will slowly crush you.”
“What?” And the binds around his wrist suddenly clamped down tighter squeezing his arms and hands. “AH! O-Ok! I get it... What are your questions?”
So this shinigami wasn’t stupid. “I need the name of one of your fellows. A loathsome twat that sings,” and he stopped pinching the bridge of his nose. “The Backstreet Boys…”
“The what?” Raphael squeezed his fist and he could hear bones cracking, then he pulled out his phone and flipped to Youtube before pulling up a song. “OW! Even if I wanted I couldn’t just give up…” The binds got tighter and tighter. “AAH! SHIT! G-Genki!” He finally gave up a name. “Genki Ogawa!! Of the fifth division!” The concrete got softer and the man took in a breath. “I upheld my end. Now uphold yours.”
Raphael started walking away. “I am. I just realized that a problem of a hollow might be enough to draw him out quicker. And what better way to draw out hollows than with some fresh bait?”
The man struggled. “No! You said you’d free me!”
“No,” replied Raphael. “I said you’d be freed. The hollow will free you.” With a burst of power, Raphael was gone. He stood on a nearby rooftop waiting as one such beast approached, he could feel it get close to the stranded, defenseless shinigami. Only good way for bait. A scream rang out into the night’s air as Raph pulled out his phone. Scrolling down to Frey’s name he went to make a text and sent only two words. “Genki Ogawa.” And he shoved it into his pocket looking up.
“I’m coming for you Genki, you fuck…”
Words: 665
((Your move, Hippo))