7 Hands Of The Hijōshiki

Bullets flew and the people in front of us were falling like flies. All they had to do was say none where there and they might have had a chance, but they didn't defuse the bomb in time, not to mention they cut the wrong wire. Timmot was a slaughter house on feet, he wasn't gonna stop soon and it was clear that he was enjoying this too much. Me and Succubus would get killed if we had gotten in the way.

It took 3 minutes for him to kill them all. The bartender, the infected, the civilians, everyone.

Timmot passed out directly after that surprisingly enough, and I got him into the back of the van with the help of Succubus who was scared shitless from what she just witnessed. And I couldn't blame her, that was terrifying the murderous intent in his eyes from all the pressure and killing a few men. He knew that nothing could happen to him for what is to come, and he could let everything out, fear anger, sorrow. And he did just that, let it all out in the form of a emotionless massacre of all in front of him. No one is held back from anything anymore, though only the hand few of us and the infected know that.

I drove to the next bar that was 5 minutes away, when we got there Succubus was more cooperative and Timmot still passed out from his outrage. As we walked into the bar, everyone again looked our way. I had my hand in my pocket, the same one as my pistol, ready to pull out and shoot. "Who here was a train victim, with a bite mark and working with those things!" I shouted. A few men stood up and moved around and such to ignore me. One man looked slightly nervous with his buddies in a far corner.

His buddies didn't look very worried, but I could smell something was off, they all smelled different. They smelled of iron. And this iron lead me to think of one thing.

BLOOD

I walked over to the group and sat down whilst taking my gun out onto the table showing them before moving it closer to me and having it ready to shoot I case any of them had any funny ideas. The nervous one looked up at me before averting his eyes to somewhere else. "So, you guys are from the train incident aren't you." None of them answered. "I smelled the blood on you, don't play dumb, I know you were bitten." The nervous one began to sweat a bit and I knew I had the right men 100% by now.

I opened my mouth to say one more thing before he jumped up and grabbed me the sleeve of my shirt and walked off me getting trailed behind him. Succubus followed suit and he stopped after we made it to the other side of the bar. "You fucked up, you fucked up, you fucked up dude. Of all the ones you came too. You fucked up, you fucked up." That's all that he kept saying for the next few seconds. "What does that mean?" He looked me in the eye and said with pure terror in his, "Everyone here is what the boss called a Regal Discord..." So, it has already named the 20 hour discords to Regal Discords. And we were surrounded by a shit ton of them.

"Are you one of them?" He shook his head no and told me he would explain later, just that we needed to kill all of the Regal Discords here. I checked my gun, I had a few spare bullets after I killed them all if I were to. I took the bullets and got ready to shoot and reload once that clip was gone. "All of you Regal Discords are DEAD!" I shouted before I started shooting as fast and as accurately as I could.

42 dead, and 3 injured. Those 3 were now being tied up and we were safe from the Regal Discords. "You sure that was all of them?" I asked, looking at the man. He smiled at me before taking out a knife, "You really are fools just to believe someone like me. Ha, all those people were normal. I'm the only Regal Discord here." My blood drained from my face as he lifted the knife and pointed it at me. "I'm a master with knives and other small sharp objects, you have no chance against one of Shoki's personal Regals." A personal Regal?" He snickered before responding.

"Yes, there are only a few of us, but we at the train chose to be there and those that were just there were either allowed to live as one of the Discords or killed." So then you only infected those with the ability to become Discords and Regal Discords." He smirked and nodded. "Succubus, RUN!" The two of us sprinted out towards the van. On the way I clutched my gun, remembering I had it. I looked behind my shoulder to see him darting at us with the knife. I shot a few times but kept missing due to the pressure. If your under extreme pressure even standing target can be impossible to hit.

As we got to the van, we jumped in and shut the doors, and locked the doors. I put my back to the door and sat there panting, waiting before I could catch my breath to go to the seat and drive. Seconds after sitting there I felt a sharp pain from behind along with the sound of something going through metal. The pain got worse as whatever caused it was dislodged and hit me again near the backside of my shoulder. I felt it exit again and I tried to move, I couldn't though, I felt blood pouring out from my back. The pain was excruciating.

I tried to get up again and again, but the wounds were too much and they kept coming as I tried to move. Succubus watched me, confused till I fell over and she saw the blood. She didn't scream, but her face was in terror and surprised. To be one of the people working with it, she sure didn't like to see death as much as I thought, that is probably why I didn't bleed that much when she controlled Timmot's body. She didn't want to see the blood, she just wanted to kill us because she was doing what she was told to do.

"I know you hate this, so why do you keep working for it? You be cooperative with us now, but I know you still don't wanna help us and for some reason you want to work with it. Why?" There was a bit of blood coming from my mouth, it hurt a lot. It hurt to talk and that mini-speech or whatever took a lot of effort and pain just there. She looked at the gun that was next to my hand, it had fallen as well as me, and I didn't have the strength to grab it. "J-just grab the gun and s-shoot the right person, o-o-okay."

This was the only way, if she killed herself I was fucked, if she killed me she was fucked because the man outside would kill her before she could say she wasn't a traitor, if she killed him we win, and if she kills Timmot I loose an ally but we also kill a insane man. Not that I'm one to talk, I just murdered a whole bar of innocent people because that one man manipulated me extremely well. Now that I thin about it, something seemed off. It was taken away into custody, and for that be be calling it boss... This was a current Regal Discord. That is why it said it was one and not to be one. We were in deep shit and it knew it.

We had no time left and it was toying with us. We were all probably gonna die, but we had to try at least. I waited for her decision of who she would shoot though. I closed my eyes and after that I heard the gunshot. There was no sound after that and I couldn't hold on any longer. I was either gonna die or pass out one of the two, I don't know the severity but it was surely one of those. I kept thinking about how much blood I lost and who she shot till I eventually lost consciousness.

"Preston! Preston wake the fuck up." That's all I heard as I was waking up. "How long was I out." I asked in pure pain. "Around 10 minutes, I only just got up a minute ago as well. So we are both relatively in the same fucking boat." Timmot replied. I looked around but she wasn't in the back with us. "Where the hell is Succubus!" I was now panicking slightly, she was the best lead and now we lost her too. "Up in the front, driving. She said she killed him, she said that he called himself a 'Regal Discord', then went to the driver seat and told me to wait for you to wake up. How the hell did you get her on our side?"

I shook my head, I feel like I knew, but then again its still a bit fuzzy from earlier. I thought a lot of stuff during that short time, and I just got back up after that. I sat up slowly with the help of Tim, and it was very painful but I bared it. "So where are we heading, can you humor me that much?" Tim shook his head, "Understandable, but okay." As Succubus continued to drive, I rested against the van door some of my blood leaking through the holes. My head was hurting a lot now too and I didn't want to do anything else for a while.

"Also Preston, just so you know. I already contacted Max and Kira, they are busy trying to rid the rest as fast as possible." I nodded and shut my eyes waiting to feel the van park when we get to the meeting destination. I just hoped that Detective Nelson and Kira would be fine.

As the van came to a halt, I woke up and saw Succubus standing over me in a seductive way. "Great, your back to screwing around with people's heads with your body" I sighed. She smiled and helped me up. It has been twenty minutes since we left the bar. So how were both of your 10 minute naps?" I laughed, "Besides the fact that I feel like I just got my ass handed to me by a body builder with rapiers growing out of each fucking finger, I'd like to say fine If I do say so myself."

"Your afraid of blood aren't you. You try to hide it even when we had that battle if I dare say. You tried to keep the blood as minimal as possible. And you didn't look at the scenes when me and... Timmot killed all those innocent people. If anything your the only one that did their part." Succubus smiled and looked at me innocently. "Seriously?" I asked slightly disappointed.

"By the way, my name is Kakusei, Arishia Kakusei." Nice to officially meet you then Kakusei." I replied with a smile. "And I don't mind if you call me by my first name" She said hesitantly. "Look we all do here am I wrong, most of us don't go by the last name basis. So you don't have to say that okay." I tried to smile again but just ended up spitting out blood. Arishia jumped back with a quiet 'Yipe' and stood there as I groveled on the ground waiting for the pain to end. We had another good 2 hours before a quarter of the bars and pubs were checked by Detective Nelson and Kira.

"Since we have a lot of time, wanna head back and try to help or just stay here and watch me look like a bleeding pinata that got stabbed by the children instead of bashed with a bat." She got up and went to the driver seat, "No more stupid sarcasm though, okay." Who said that was sarcasm?" I replied trying to smile as well. It's hard to even attempt to make the best of it in this kind of situation. The city is confused, the police station is fucked if those two things break out. And I still feel like a pin cushion. Time to get ready to go get my ass handed to me again by another mob boss of a Regal Discord as we get to the next bar.