Chapter 3 - Red Devil The two men walkied into the building, the feeling of eyes evident as they watched their surroundings carefully. This was not new business to them after all, in fact it seemed like the same thing the two of them used to do back in the day, before things got to complicated. This silence didn’t last long as soon, many enemies appeared out of nowhere holding g-ns at them, masks on their faces to hide their immediate identification, but that wouldent be needed. “I’d say we could just blast through them, but they have a gifted working here, normal attacks wont work on them. I can feel it.” Chuuya muttered as he shot and iritated glance at Dazai, who mearly smiled and smirked. “Whats thiss~ Sombodys frustrated~!” “Just shut up. You better reach me in time, d4mn Mackerel” The men with the g-ns slowly started walking closer and closer to Dazai and Chuuya, confident they had a victory at their hands. However. “Oh grantors of dark disgrace…” The room started to shake as Chuuya took off his shiny black gloves. “You need not wake me again.” Suddenly the ground started to rumble as red markings in strange patterns appeared on Chuuyas arms and legs, the ground beneath him floating up in a chunk, along with others, all surrounded in a bright red glow as Chuuya looked at all the People in the building with animalistic eyes. A red-black hole of sorts started to appear in Chuuyas hand, and when he threw it, it destroyed everything in its path with no exepcions while the ginger laughed with a tinge of phsycopathy in his voice. Nothing would stand in his way on his destructive rampage. Cont w N and C(sorry for bad spellin)
Cont. “Ability, No Longer Human.” A blue light shined from a bandaged hand, Dazais hand. As Chuuya went to throw another attack, bl00d streeming down his head from the strain his body was sustaining, a hand griped Chuuyas arm, causing the red marks to slowly dissipate from his body. As Chuuya glanced over it was none other than Dazai holding his arm up. “...Why didn’t you stop it as soon as I defeated them all…” The ginger mumbled in a horse voice as he coughed blood before collapsing into Dazais arms. “It was entertaining enough…” Dazai responded as he caught Chuuya, a slight smile playing on his face as he held the short man up. “Don’t worry…i’ll be quicker next time..slug” Dazai said as he stroked a section of Chuuyas hair momentarily, smiling at the single moment of peace that was hard to find in their chaotic lives. “Your abilitys a real pain sometimes Hatrack…” Dazai slung the passed out Chuuya over his shoulder as he walked off to the checkpoint they were scheduled to be at once the mission was over. “What would you do without my ability…If I dont get to you youll tear yourself appart…what a double edged sword your corrupted form is Chuuya” Dazai mumbled. In this world there were many kinds of people, but they were divided into two cattagorys from this point of view. The ungifted, normal humans just like you and me. And then there were the gifted ones, superhumans who posses an ability that some never even find out exists. But those who master their abilities and train themselves to the fullest, are huge threats to society as anybody knows it. ... Soon, Chuuya wolk up on his bed, he looked over, noticing the time was midnight and sighed. “Damn it…I can’t overdoo it again.” He mummbled, soon sitting up, deciding it was time to tap into his expensive wine. But just as he was about to go to the pantry, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest and fell on one knee. “T…..the h311?” He let out a groan of pain as he laid down on the floor. “W…what is-...” He reached out a hand to the far away counter, and activating his gravity manipulation ability, he floated a bottle of p41n K!113rs into his hand beore taking some. Soon after the stabbing pain he felt went away and he sighed. “What was that..” Chuuya thought. After all, nothing out of the ordinary had happened today, so why did he feel that unbearable pain. But as he looked at himself, he got his answer. It seemed that after his mission he was very warm so decided to get on some shouts and short sleeve shirt, and there it was, on his shoulder there was a red mark, that looked just like the marks that appeared on his body when he used Corruption but…this one was different. When he touched it he felt a burning sensation in his body and his hand. After some consideration he gently placed a bandage over the mark. What was going on?
