DBD chapter 6

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(Sorry i needed to do something and get it out there so sorry for all the spelling errors) Chapter 6 - Death (TW deth and bl00d) Destruction Carnage The lack of life. That was the only space left after Chuuyas' rampage. . . . Dazai barely managed to dodge Chuuyas attack, it had grazed his arm. If the male had been even a millisecond slower, he would likely be without an arm. Blood flowed down the brunettes body as he stared at the floating monster that was his former partner. Stains of red painted all along the body of the ginger as Chuuya floated in the sky, his next attack iminant. A large crater had already formedd in the surounding area. Thankfully there were little cashualtys. But that dosent undermine the posable damages and lives that are being taken due to Arahabaki. A laugh that lacked any form of consciousness or sanity was vocalized as Chuuya raised his hand higher, staring down at Dazai with animalistic slits in the place of his once pristine sapphire eyes. The attack was launched as the ginger floated down to the ground. His hair floating as if it was in water, being raised to the surface, lacking the necessary oxygen. As his black shoes touched the ground that was covered in dust that reaked of death, his hair fell over his blood colored eyes as Chuuya looked straight in the direction of his target. After all, when he went into this state, he needed somebody to release these newfound destructive urges on. He needed an outlet for his power, like how a child would vent to their mother. And who better to face death then somebody who oh so longes for such a fate. Osamu Dazai. And he was right there on a silver platter. Dazai dashed to Chuuya in an attempt to touch him once more. Only for Chuuya to stand still, not dodging or anything. Standing still, like a puppet without a master to control its wooden body. “D4MN IT SLUG!” Dazai yelled in Chuuyas ears as he griped the gingers shoulders. “This is not how your going out. We didnt do all of this for nothing do you hear! Snap out of it!” Chuuya shook back and forwarth as Dazai moved his arms, pushing the man who was the same age, yet not stature as him despite their deep conection. Chuuya simply laughed in response, staring at Dazai with eyes of a crazed man. Eyes of a psychopath who took joy out of killing. Eyes with no remorse. Unfeeling eyes. This was not Chuuya. This would never be Chuuya. Blood suddenlym spewedd out of the gingers mouth as his body temporarily lost its strength, bobbing before looking back up at the man that was holding him and preparing another strike. He was reaching his limit. Without hesitation, before more destruction could be caused, Dazai went to jab Chuuyas neck, only to hesitate. And the attack was fired launching the Dazai off Chuuya. Why did he hesitate. Why would he hesitate. Its just the d4mn slug and he needs to be stoped. He cant hurt anybody else that would be worse. Yet for him to be knocked out when arahabaki was not resealed… what if it stayed activated in his sleep. What if it… Dazai knew he didnt have an option, yet the chaos in his mind did not make it easy. Even knowing that if he didnt knock out Chuuya, Chuuya wouldent survive. Even knowing that knocking him out was the only posible way for Chuuya to even have a chance. The thought of hurting Chuuya any more haunted him. But why. What did he truly think of Chuuya as a person? But that was not a question he could answer, as Chuuya launched another attack and the two men clashed. No emotions involved, as Dazais eyes faded to a dull color, like they used to be. . . . The sun rose in the east as Dazai held Chuuyas body close to himself, tears streaming down his cheeks. Coruption wouldent vanish. Dazaias ability wouldent work anymore. Chuuya was still suffering. Dazai ran his hand across Chuuyas cheek along the all so familiar mark of corruption, the curse that plages the heart of the caring ginger. “I’ll save you…” . . .