To Find: Season 1 (Silent & Vicious Tape)

Story Tape #14

The song (Think, By Kaleida) from the last tape continues to play in its original version. I dropped into the building, the music becoming clear to hear; a perfect way to be silent. Look around the disco-feel atmosphere, standing up straight as I begin to explore while holding onto the blade tightly. I leaned back against the wall so that I wouldn't get spotted. "God, please keep me strong. Guide me, if it is my time then please have mercy on me." I quickly look around the corner to see a Guard standing there near a wall, quickly plunging the knife underneath its jaw; becoming stunned as it slowly falls back against the wall. Both make eye contact, Just watching it slowly die in front of him, switching his hand position to rip from underneath its jaw to inside its mouth; it brutally rips through one side of its cheek as blood splatters on the camera. The camera glitches as the monster smiles before going back to normal. I stood up to continue exploring the club, looking at the dance floor as there were a bunch of dark figures dancing and enjoying the music. I start looking through the crowd to find this 'loser.' I couldn't find the target as I walked through the patrolled area, hearing static noises from both walkie-talkies as one of the Guards said, "Rooftop C8, report?" I didn't know how to answer without stammering, so the monster within me spoke and said, "Rooftop C8, reporting. Site is clear, no sign of any disturbance." The guard, possibly the group leader, says, "C8, switch position with D12." I put the walkie-talkie down as I questioned myself. Who and where is D12? I only have a short time to find the target before they realize something is wrong. At least they are connected, putting the other walkie-talkie away as I stop my track seeing a silhouette growing large on a lit-up wall, a couple of guards becoming close. I quickly leaned back against a wall, holding my knife tightly. They walk closer and closer as I reveal myself from the corner, plunging the knife into the side of one of the guard's right hip; quickly pull it out as I then stick the blade inside the other guard's cheek, the blade coming through the side of his cheek inside his mouth. The guard held his cheek out of agony, pulling out and plunging it underneath his chin. He immediately died as his body became flaccid, and the scream stopped. Pulling out again as the other guard watches, he quickly tries to call for backup with one hand reaching the walkie-talkie while holding his wound with the other, kneeling on the ground as I rush towards him to slice his front neck. His blood splattered on my mask, choking on his blood as he fell back on the floor and his body twitching. The monster within me laughs and echoes in my head, covering my ears as I shake my head out of frustration. I started fast-walking through the hallway, leading me to the dance floor and it looked amazing; I've got to admit. I looked around my environment as the dark figures were too busy dancing and enjoying their time, seeing guards on the balcony patrolling the club. I held onto my knife tightly, looking through the crowds to find the target as I heard a voice yell out, "IT'S THE WANDERER!" Everybody stopped dancing and looked at me, the music stopping as it was silent. Moments later I felt a large heat exploding against my right shoulder, falling on my back as I held onto the wound. Wincing in pain, trying to control my breathing, holding my shoulder tightly as the dark figures make a pathway to reveal a fat figure sitting on a large cushion with two females accompanying him. He says, "Well, isn't it Just, the Wanderer. You've got some balls showing up here, especially with a bounty on your head." I slowly stood up, doing my best to fight through the pain. "Yeah, well, I'm on a hunt right now... Looking for 'the loser'; have you seen him?" He started to laugh along with the other figures accompanying him. "Oh? Hm. I'm not sure. But, if you fight off these security guards I'll probably be kind enough to show him his location. I assume you know how to defend yourself since you're all bloodied up. Enjoy your time." The man leaned back against the cushion, the dark figures blocking his view. The DJ in the club playing the song (HELLGIRL, by Ari Abdul), seeing a few guards walking up to me as I look up at the balcony to see a couple of guards with their hands glowing brightly. That must've been what shot me, a fireball or something. I don't know. They can shoot projectiles, so I need to be careful and use my mobility to survive. They each took out a long blade, smiling and laughing at me as I silently prayed to keep myself firm as the guard on the right charged at me, holding his wrist as I plunged the knife into his front neck three times quickly. I released the grip on his wrist as the guard to his right swiped at me but quickly ducked, trying to slash me with a wide sweep as I dodged back; then something unexpected happened. He quickly reached to grab the back of my head, slamming his head against mine as I started to become dizzy. The guard came up behind me and held onto me tightly, the two guards from the balcony taking their shots at me as hot projectiles shot at my chest as I grunt in pain. The guard yells out playfully, "Push him towards me!" The guard behind me pushes me towards the guard in front of me; before I can see clearly and gain my footing my eyes go wide. A knife plunged into my abdomen, feeling my body relaxing. Tears formed in my eyes, and the guard behind me yelled as he plunged his knife into my back. All I can hear around me is laughter. Am I going to die this time? No. Let it out, Just. Let the monster out. Let him out. Let him out. Let him out. LET. HIM. OUT. LET HIM. OUT. LET. HIM. OUT!! A dark mist and a fierce wind swirled around me. The monster within me said, "You, Just, need to defend yourself better. I am not your damn babysitter." Just lets out a roar, the monster taking over as the guard with his knife plunged into Just abdomen as he looks at him with fear. The monster grabbed the guard's bottom jaw and ripped it out from his face, falling on the floor and dying slowly. Just slowly turns his head around with a wide smile, the guard fearfully plunging the knife in and out of Just back. Unphased. Just reached to grab the guard's shoulder, his claws turning into sharp blades as he plunged his claw into the guard's stomach multiple times. The monster says, "Yeah, how does that feel? You don't like that, do you?" Just does one final strike, sticking his entire arm inside the guard's stomach and reaching for the back of his head. Grabbing hold of it as Just uses the monster's strength to tear its head off his body, exposing his spine as he drops dead on the floor. The dark figures watched as they were in shock, the man smirking as he walked away from his company. Just looked up at the balcony, the guards shooting projectiles at him as he quickly dodges them. Running up the stairs as the guards are in fear, frantically trying to shoot at Just but was too quick for them. The monster laughs maniacally as he cuts the first guard's legs off with his claws, falling on the floor and crying out loud as Just silences him. Stabbing the guard's head with his claws as the crying stopped. The second guard leaned back against the balcony as he cried for his life, Just walking up to him as he wrapped his claws around its neck. Before Just could make the next move he heard loud stepping sounds, the man charging and bashing Just off the balcony with his body weight. Just falls on the dance floor, the music stopping as the dark figures let out an "ooo" sound. Dark mists surround Just, and the fierce wind blows around him, turning him back to normal. Looking up at the ceiling as the second guard runs down the stairs, I slowly turn my head as he starts to charge a projectile at me, quickly blocking my face with my arms. Shooting at them the first time as I yelled out in pain, my arms shaking and slowly becoming weak but I still kept them up. The guard shot another projectile, my arms separating from each other as my face was exposed. The guard says, "Fuck you. Fuck you! I can't wait to fucking kill you! The money is mine! It's all mine!" Is this death now, God? Did I do good in the end? I felt like I did. Is that a good thing, my Lord? Are you proud of me? Do you love me? I love you. Take me quickly, God. Let it be over. The nightmare. The pain. The fighting. I'm tired. Before the guard can take another shot, the man wraps his fat fingers around the guard's neck, snapping and instantly killing him. The man says, "Alright. The fun is over. I've seen enough. You want the 'loser,' isn't that right ducky? Come on. Get up." I breathed heavily as I slowly got off the floor, my arms shaking out of pain and fear, trying to calm myself down and looking at the man. The man took off his sunglasses to reveal him having only one eye, cheesing at me. "Here I am. I'm the one who you're hunting, yeah? Let's set the mood, shall we?" The man looks at the DJ as they nod at each other, and the song (Cybertruck, by Extra Terra) begins to play. "I'll be nice and tell you my name before I kill you, Just. It'll be the last name you hear. Remember my name, Crusher. Ironic name, right? But it doesn't matter." I started to get ready for another fight, staying focused as the monster within me said, "This fight is yours alone to fight. I will not be helping you this time. Good luck, Wanderer." As the target slowly walked up to me trying to intimidate me I summoned the bat into my hands, swinging at his legs as he backed away chuckling. "Oh? The bigger they are the harder the fall, huh? What an asshole." He then started to run at me, quickly evading his rush as he kept running forward, deciding to chase him as I swung at the side of his body. He let out a groan, I went to swing at him again as he grabbed the upper base of the bat; the light burning his hand as he reached the grab my neck, lifting me up off the ground. My other hand grabbed onto his wrist as I struggle to say, "Oh fuck!" He then slammed me against the cold floor, hitting the back of my head as I started to see stars. I laid on the floor, turning around as I tried to crawl away from him. Hearing laughter around me as I hear the sound of the camera clicking, taking pictures of me as the man looks around at the people, pointing and laughing at me. "This is the guy who has a bounty on his head? Him? D.E.F.E.A.T, you are a joke." As I crawl away I feel his presence as he approaches me from behind, getting on the floor as well as he lays down beside me, putting me on top of him as I summon the knife into my hand to strike at him. He grabbed my wrist as he tried aiming the knife at my neck, feeling his other large hand pressing against my duck mask squeezing my face; screaming and muffling against his large hand as I started to cry out of fear. "Damn Just, you're such a baby. It'll be over soon. Just let it happen." I grabbed onto his wrist and used my strength to keep the knife away from me, he then pulled the knife away and attempted to strike my neck with a final push; blocking the knife as the blade went into my hand. I yelled out loudly as my fingers were curling in and out as I felt immense pain flowing through my hand, using the back of my head to hit his face including my left arm to hit him with my elbow. After a few attempts I was able to hit his nose with the back of my head, he let's go of me and let out an uncomfortable sound. "Augh! My nose!" Without hesitation as I pulled the knife out of my hand, turning around as I am now on top of him, jamming the knife into his one eye as his entire body trembles and shakes underneath me. His scream was so loud. I was filled with anger and hate, I wanted him to suffer. I used the tip of the blade to scoop his eye out, pulling out the fleshy long artery using my left hand; showing it to the people around me as they were in shock of my action. I looked down at the man, seeing him in pain as he's now completely blind. I started to plunge the blade into his neck, hearing him choke on his blood as I whispered into his ear. "Who's a baby now?" I plunged the knife in and out of his neck several multiple times, grunting and crying at the same time; frustrated with everything that has happened to me. I remember that I needed to rip his head off, so I did so without hesitation, showing no mercy. Separating his head from his body as his spinal cord is exposed, looking at the people yelling out loudly at them. "I FUCKING KILLED HIM!! ME, JUST! YOU WANT TO END UP LIKE HIM? HUH!?" They all just stared at me, silence is all that filled the room. Moments later the DJ plays (veil, by akiaura, Olya Holiday), everybody starts to dance as they act like nothing happened. Breathing heavily as I got off of him, seeing his lifeless body as I put his head and his eye away into my inventory. Whisper confirms that we have what we need. I then see a couple of the women who were with him approach me, kneeling down to drag his body and taking him away into the darkness. I was confused but I didn't question it. I couldn't exit the front door of the club so I went back upstairs to the rooftop, feeling weak and sluggish. Leaning against the wall leading to the rooftop door, my face covered in tears and blood underneath my duck mask. My breath was shaky as Whisper appeared beside me. "Just, you did good in the end. You have to keep moving before we get caught." I looked at Whisper, barely unable to speak as I nod my head, crying to myself while walking up the stairs. "I-I know. I'm going, okay? L-L…Leave me be. I need to talk to God." Whisper nodded his head as he fades away, opening the rooftop door as the cold wind of the outside hits my body. I looked up at the sky, was it even a sky? All I see is darkness. Darkness is all that I saw. The dark Entity hovering over the city. God. I feel as if I'm about to die, I'm hurt badly. You know my pain. I really did try. I looked at my burnt up, bloody suit. Feeling the pain on my shoulder, my abdomen, my back, my arms, everywhere. I walked towards the ladder as I slowly descended down weakly, I was so tired and hurting. Halfway down the ladder I let go of it, falling back onto the ground as I grunted out loudly. I just laid there, crying on the floor. All I could do was cry. Cry because of the pain, cry because of the horror I'm faced with, cry because I might die here, cry because I was scared. I am just a scared boy. That's all I'll ever be. I slowly got up from the ground, trying to run away from the club and towards the alleyway where my home is at. I couldn't take it anymore as I fell down while running, I feel my heart pumping getting slower and slower. I'm going to die. Aren't I? Who else can prevent me from dying except You, God? Thank You for giving me the strength to continue moving forward. It's getting dark. Are You with me? Can You hear me? I can't even hear myself. It's just quiet. Is this death? Silencing my voice. My mind. I love You. Just closes his eyes, passing out due to his injuries. Whisper appears as he looks at Just body laying on the ground, wounded as his suit is burnt up. Whisper looks to his left to see the Merchant walking up to them, bringing his stand. The Merchant says, "Oh? What a pleasant surprise to see you both. Is the duck ok?" Whisper points at Just body, crossing his arms. "No. He's badly wounded and he'll end up dying without receiving any treatments. Do you have something for him?" The Merchant uses his power to raise Just up from the ground as dark inky strand-like fluids carry him behind the Merchant stand, covering him up so that he isn't spotted by the guards. "It depends. Do you have what I want?" Whisper hands the Merchant the head and eye of the Crusher. The Merchant laughed at first sight. "Oh my! Who could've done this to him? I assume it was the monster, yes?" Whisper shook his head. "No, it was Just himself." Before the Merchant could give a response five guards approached them both. "We're looking for the duck, have you two seen him?" Whisper shook his head as the Merchant halfway raised both hands in a confused state. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Haven't seen the duck once, he could be dead." The leader of the group walked up to the Merchant, looking around his stand as he stared at him. "Are you sure? Matter of fact, you're supposed to be dead." The Merchant chuckled. "I can reassure you, I'm only here to provide my customers with what they need. That's all. I'm hurting nobody." The guard stared at him a bit longer before walking away with the rest of his squads, on the hunt for Just head. Both Whisper and the Merchant look at them walking away, laughing to themselves as the Merchant says. "Oh, I can easily kill them and tear their organs apart. But I am just a friendly Merchant, nothing more, nothing less." The Merchant walked behind the stand, revealing Just nearly dead body, grabbing a small glass cartridge filled with a thick liquid inside from his cloak. "This will help the duck feel better. I promise. I needed to make sure he's able to fight, I'm not wasting these dosages. These aren't cheap to make, you know?" Whisper nodded his head as he watched the Merchant place the cartridge on Just hand, closing it tightly as the glass breaks, the liquid sinking into his glove and flowing through his skin. "Rest easy, my little duck friend. We're going to need you. You have to free Soren or else we're doomed, stuck in this prison… This hell. Wake up. Save us." The screen slowly fades black, only hearing the sound of the howling wind and the tape playing in the background. ~

-End of Story Tape #14-