unspoken truths

The night was quiet and still, the icy air hanging over the snow-filled city streets. In the middle of a sea of ​​white snow a boy of no more than 16 years old, had white hair and red eyes and wore a red type and armor to match his eyes. The young man blinked nimbly down the street at a speed that could only be described as sonic while swinging two swords in his hands.

He skidded down the track as he ducked to dodge something like a sword passed over his head. The boy stopped gliding and stood up, forming his guard as he stared straight ahead.

A few meters from the boy a two-meter tall man who had messy hair and elf ears, the thing that most caught the boy's attention was the blades taking the place of the man's arms

"That's interesting," the man said, "it's not all that someone can dodge my attacks"

"I can't say the same about you" The boy smiled coldly as he raised his left hand, showing that one of the swords he had in his hand disappeared

"What are you talking about?" the man asked confused, "where is your other sword?"

The boy smiled then pointed his finger in the direction of the man's torso where he had a sword thrust into his flesh and which was making the man's skin smoke like he was burning himself.

"When?" The man coughed up blood and knelt on the floor. He felt the unbearable pain taking over his body and looked at the blade, just by slamming his eye, the man already knew the reason for the pain

"silver fortified with holy magic" The man growled as he placed his hand on the sword and moaned in pain as the sword burned his skin

"Yes, silver and holy magic is very effective against low-ranking vampires" The boy scoffed, "you should have just handed me Kiss-Shot's leg when you were offered that option"

The boy released the blade that was still left in his hand, when hitting the ground the blade disappeared in a blue mist and the boy raised his hand once more, this time he summoned a bow and an arrow. He held the bow and put the Arrow on the string then pulled it

"Say goodbye sir vampire" The boy sneered as he aimed the bow at the man's head

"Wait..." The man stuttered in panic, "let's talk, I'll give you that woman's leg"

The boy stopped for a second and loosened his grip on the Arrow rope and looked seriously at the man, "Give me the leg now"

"I'll take you to get her... in hell" the man's eyes flashed with anger, and he ran towards the boy then appeared in front of him and swung his blade arm towards the boy's head with all his speed

The boy looked at the blade coming close to him and just took a step back out of the direction of the blade and jumped back with all his strength, flew for several meters until he stopped on top of the roof of a building and then pulled the rope from his bow and let go of the arrow

the Arrow went through the air at high speed heading towards the head of the giant man, who in a panicked movement flinched to the side, narrowly dodging the arrow

"you missed" The man roared then ran towards the young man with all his speed, he crossed meters in a few seconds and stopped behind the young man while moving his sword arm to cut the young man in half

"You think?" the young man smiled without turning to the man

the man didn't even have time to react when the arrow went through the side of the grizzled youth's head and landed right on the man's head, causing a jet of blood to come out of his head before hitting the ground

"You...calculated all this...was for you if only a teenager who gained some power...an easy job"

"I'm sorry about that," The young man said as he looked at the giant's body lying on the ground, "I was never a normal young man"

after a few seconds of looking at the body, the young man's eyes, which were red and empty of any emotion or shine, started to turn golden shining with a feeling of sadness and the young man's white hair turned red

"Mister Emiya, I have to admit you are very interesting" a voice came out beside the boy who just glanced at the owner of the voice "to kill a man in cold blood like that takes a lot of courage"

"what do you want#%#%&$" The boy sighed as he sat down next to the man

(--)

"*scare*" Emiya Shirou got up scared and sweat was pouring all over her body, "That dream again?"

"I don't think I'll get rid of them anytime soon," Shirou said with a sad smile, "after all, I'm a murderer and I deserve it"

He looked at the ceiling sadly and then got up and went to his closet, where he found a torn red garment and a broken Japanese sword.

(--)

Shirou didn't like what he was seeing.

After deciding to put on the battle uniform he had long abandoned and run around town to satisfy his twisted desire to be a hero of justice, he ended up running wild through the streets to fight some crimes in the dark.

While he was looking for any trace of a crime, Shirou smelled a strong smell of blood and decided to go find out, he quickly jumped through the buildings with his super-speed and arrived at a shed

The smell of blood in the shed was overpowering and made his body tingle. What was left of his vampire instincts after Shinobu's death flashed inside him, causing him to have a slight frown on his face

Shirou jumped to the roof of the shed and hid on the roof to observe what was happening, he saw a group of people walking on top of a considerable number of corpses.

(--)

"get rid of them," a man wearing black glasses and a suit said, "I don't want any trace of these bodies in the morning"

"Yes," a blond man replied, "what will we do if the Fujimuras come to ask what we are doing here?"

"Just eliminate them" the man with the glasses replied, "I don't think we'll have to put up with these idiots much longer"

"yes I will do it" the blond man responds

*to break*

suddenly the lights in the place went out after a small explosion leaving everything in darkness, the man with glasses tried to pull a gun from his pocket and pointed around him not knowing where to aim

"ARGH" The man with glasses moaned as he curled up on the floor as he felt his body being pierced by several sharp things

"Boss, are you alright?" The blond man asked worried, "What happened?"

He pointed the gun at all locations, but he couldn't see anything in the dark. All he could do was listen for footsteps in the room.

"He has stabbed" a dark voice echoed around the place "will die soon if not rescued"

"who the hell are you?" the blonde yelled as he shot in all directions, "I'll kill you"

"Are you sure, because if you keep this up…" the dark voice came out with a sound of laughter, "you will kill all your friends"

"What?" the blonde lowered the gun for a second and heard the sound of moans from all sides, "what the fuck is going on?"

"Justice" The voice spoke, "don't worry, they say in jail scars mean bravery and pride"

"Who are you?" The blonde asked "ARGH"

"I'm just a murderer"

The blond man gasped when he heard a tightness in his throat and the voice in his ear, he tried to react and pull his gun to attack the owner of the mysterious voice that was in front of him holding him against a wall by the neck, but before him able to touch his gun, the blonde gasped as he felt a strong pain in his stomach and something hot dripped from it.

"Goodbye blonde sir" The voice spoke loosening the blonde's neck "don't worry, I didn't hit any vital points, you'll survive"

a few seconds after the voice spoke the light returned and the blonde looked stopped around and saw several of his gang mates lying on the ground and bleeding

The blonde looked at his stomach and found a small knife stuck in his stomach and moaned in pain when he touched it, the knife was too stuck in his stomach, he couldn't get it out of him alone.

He looked towards his boss and saw that the man with the glasses was lying on the ground with several knives stuck in his body.

"Boss?" the blonde called, "are you alright?"

"I look good to you" The man with the glasses cried, "I can't move my body"

He tried to get up to run away, but every time he moved a huge pain went through his body, the man with glasses then just gave up and kept lying on the floor.

"I don't either," the blonde said seeing he was immobilized "there's poison in those knives"

"I noticed" the man with the glasses moaned "this son of a bitch is good"

"Yes, he is"

(--)

Emiya Shirou was shaking hands, he did this, he could do this, he could be a hero, he wouldn't have to abandon his dream, he would just have to change it, Shirou already killed someone, so he couldn't save anymore to everyone, but he could save those who were in danger

He took out a disposable cell phone he'd gotten from the black market and dialed a number.

"Fuyuki police, what can I help you"

"hears a shooting, I think there are dead people," Shirou said feigning a panic

"Sir, tell me where you are"

"yes I'm on the streets#$$%%" Shirou forced a cry "please come soon, I think I got shot"

"Sir we are leaving now," The person on the other end of the line said worriedly "tell me your name please"

"my name is Mashirou Seiji" Shirou whispered"please come soon, I'm losing a lot of blood"

He looked at his cell phone one last time and threw it at the shed door and ran away from the shed when he heard the police sirens approaching.

(--)

The next day, everyone at school was talking about the case that happened last night. Gossip began to spread like wildfire in a gas station

Even the president of the student council, who was a person who didn't like gossip, found out what happened.

"The school is very noisy today" He complained

"So did you hear?" Shirou asked, taking a dumpling to his mouth

"About the massacre?" Issei asked annoyed "unfortunately yes,"

"I heard that some people survive," Shirou said "apparently they were attacked by some kind of vigilante"

"yes, that's what I heard too," Issei said even more annoyed than before

Shirou looked at his friend and realized that he was not at all happy with the news and that was what he expected from his friend who was very strict about these things.

"You don't seem to like the news very much," Shirou said excitedly "come on there's someone playing hero out there"

"don't play with it" Issei reprimanded his friend, slapping his hand on the table "it's not the job of a civilian, fighting crime that's the job of the police, vigilantes are not criminals"

"I know, I know" Shirou smiled at her friend, "but isn't it fun to hear about this story? A person we don't know is fighting crime, he could be anyone"

"Not at all, if you weren't so bad at fighting, I would suspect that you are the vigilante Emiya since that sense of justice is so strong, I wouldn't doubt it was you," Issei said pointing to Shirou

"hey come on, I'm not that bad"

"You got dragged into all kinds of free work just to help people, and you get in trouble all the time trying to protect people from bullies" Issei declared

"I was talking about fights," Shirou said amused

"tell that to the 5 bullies who broke their fingers punching you in the face in the last 6 months"

"well I broke their fingers," Shirou said with his chest full of pride "so theoretically I won the fight"

"Shirou o don't get into too much trouble, okay?" Issei said "you are the only friend who is a student at this school who doesn't actively work for me to get me in trouble, I don't want you to end up crippled or killed because you ended up picking a fight you can't win"

"don't worry about it" Shirou smiled sadly "I never buy a chariot that I know I won't win, my father and my old master taught me that"

"And there's Tohsaka, she doesn't pose much of a problem either," Shirou said quickly as she realized she had said too much "I bet she would be a good friend to you"

"Don't even think about such thing Emiya, this which is evil" Issei said with a shiver" she just pretends to be nice, you know what, never mind it must just be my imagination forget what I said"

Shirou looked at his friend with a little anxiety, Issei has a good instinct for unnatural things, and he felt something strange about Tohsaka, it was probably her magical aura that she doesn't want or doesn't know how to hide

but, he's not pure either, the only difference between him and Tohsaka was that Shirou actively hid his magical aura, he couldn't even think to blame Tohsaka for not hiding aura if she knew how to do that, she was the owner of the city and I had to make it clear who's boss

Shirou felt pity and envy for his friend who despite being very ruled was pure, he didn't hide a bloodthirsty monster behind a happy mask-like Shirou did and also didn't even know about the moonlit world, the world which Tohsaka is part of and the reverse side of the world that its inhabitants call The Abyss that Shinobu was a part of before choosing death

Shirou, on the other hand, was part of both worlds, he was a magus son of someone associated with the moonlit world and ended up getting involved in the Abyss when he met Shinobu

That's why Shirou hid his aura with all his strength, the three worlds remain separate and Shirou is part of the three, he was an irregularity that many people would love to eliminate

*signal*

The bell rang and Shirou snapped out of his thoughts and then touched his friend on the shoulder to comfort him, he left the student council room on his way to the classroom with a single thought in mind which was if Issei knew how much of trouble Shirou and Tohsaka could bring him would go crazy...

To be continued