[Replies]
@cisda83: We'll find out more about what Takamina is doing within this chapter!
@gek geki: Yeah, there isn't a whole lot of Mayuki, but there should be some soon in the near future updates! And yes, both Takamina and Yuki needs to investigate in order to find more out of the Origami Killer. For the sake of Mayu! For the sake of poor Juju!
@Yuki88: Yep! This just reminds us that Yukirin isn't as weak as we may think she is, haha! And yeah, Takamina's action is up in this chapter!
@mayuki_daisuki: LOL, drill him until he dies indeed! He deserved it! And definitely glad she is alive too. I don't think any of us can take it if she died from this monstrous ex-doctor.
@Terragen: Yep, LOL. I'm going on a schedule with updates, so after Disappearance series, it'll come down to this series up in line.
And definitely Yuki needs to continue searching for more evidence in order to prove that her ex-husband-er... wife... whatever, isn't the Origami Killer.
@Shinoki: The situation for Yukirin at least has gotten better I can say, LOL.
@Llyloo: LOL, coming from me? None of my characters are ever going to have an easy life.
@kurogumi: I bet Juju will grow up to become as cool as both of her two mamas~ And LOL, I wonder? That's one assumption to make there.
@Chanaline: Violence is apparently my forte haha! Of course we all know that nurses don't kill (we don't know secretly, fufufu), but here if her life's on the line... I think anyone sane enough to murder the person that's going to kill them just for their personal pleasure.
@mo-chan: Don't worry, LOL. I sense that the previous update didn't really need much commenting...
Hello everyone! Long time no see, yes?
Okay, I don't know if it's really that long, but I'm back! Let's just say school likes to delay my time even more than before...
Not much of an author's note here to drop off, but do look forward to this chapter! Thank you to my readers whether you comment/give thanks or not and even to those that at least managed to read the title before scrambling off to another world.
I couldn't have made it far without you all! Many loves and hugs to everyone.
[Chapter 24]
Thursday, 2:18 PM. Agent Takahashi Minami knew that she had limited time to save Watanabe Jurina.
Her hands on the wheel of her black car, the shorter girl’s eyes stared straight ahead as she drove on the wet road. Wheels were heard rolling through the damp street. The headlights were turned on for safety purposes; lighting up the path for the agent. Slowly the street became dirt. Thanks to the rain up above, the dirt transformed into mud; leaving trails from behind. Continuing to occasionally press her left foot upon the gas pedal, she soon came upon an area where her target resides in. Fences stretched from both directions other than the main entrance. A rusty, green sign read: ‘Access prohibited’. Although every sane person knew better than to head right into the place, Minami didn’t really have much of a choice.
Quickly driving her car into a position where it’s off the main road and a decent spot within the dirt setting, Minami used her right hand to move the stick shift into its desired position. She pulled it upward and let it lock into the ‘P’ setting for parking. Letting the car sit for a couple seconds, the young agent glanced around to examine the area.
The place was specifically meant for destroying cars. Cars that weren’t needed were to be sent out here and either melted or crushed. A dangerous job for those wanting to take the offer and a less suitable pay check flying straight into their account. Unless there are those that loved the sound of metal being compressed into unimaginable forms and shapes, then many would be highly advised to stay far away from such occupation. Rain continued to splatter down upon the land. Now that the car was parked and fully turned off, the wipers cease further action of swiping away the rain droplets on the glass view in front of Minami. Faint sounds of a single running yellow mechanical truck drove around in the background to reach to its destination.
Minami glanced over to the right and pulled upon the glove compartment. Snapping out and fully showing the agent the materials and items within the container, her eyes looked over the only two objects that sparked her interest. A handheld revolver and her ARI glasses. Of course, Minami immediately reached out to grab the glasses. She decided to leave the gun behind however. Despite feeling her gut instinct scream at her to grab it and at least put it in the back pocket, the agent shrugged the bad feeling off. She knew that carrying it around would only alarm the possible-dangerous witness into attacking her. Right now her job was to collect the information, not arrest the man called Rein Akuma.
The girl’s right fingers wrapped around the black object as she retracted her arm back to her body. Stuffing it into her pocket of her jacket, she leaned to the left. She used her other hand to unlock the door and shove her body into the outside world of her car.
Instantly the short girl was smacked upon with the wet weather once more. Wet droplets fell down upon her body; quickly soaking up her clothing and jacket without hesitation. Instinctively Minami squinted her eyes as she scanned the area once more.
Here she was able to gain a better, clearer view of her environment. Smokes and huge piles were seen from the distance. It hinted to Minami that the workers were still hard at work on their job. It doesn’t look like it’s going to be finished anytime soon. So tugging on the end of her dark coat’s collars, she shuddered slightly at the sudden chill brought upon from the wet clothing. To her right, the agent saw the workshop that would keep all of the cars and equipment for the workers. Whether it was to destroy the cars or keep them, it was kept safe from the weather outside.
It didn’t take a second for the girl to walk towards the area.
Finally out of the rain, the girl tried to squeeze out the remaining extra water from within her soaked ponytail. Both of her hands wringing it, Minami could only mentally sigh. Today was truly a long day for her. Feeling as if it could extend at a ridiculous length. However, time actually was running short. Running short for her on her case to hunt for the Origami Killer. Running short to saving Watanabe Jurina before being murdered from earth’s Mother Nature themselves.
“Hey, cracka! What you doin’ in there?”
Minami swore that if she wasn’t wringing and trying to get rid of the water from her hair, her short figure would’ve leapt up in the air a couple good inches. Literally. Thankfully the girl kept the sole of her shoes rooted from the startling booming voice heard behind. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the Japanese male known as ‘Mad Jack’ rapidly approaching up to her direction. Barely noticeable brown hair was seen to be wet from working outside. Minami couldn’t help but direct her eyes upon the deep, dark scar that ran across his nose. Dressed in a white muscle shirt and army jeans that accompanied with the brown, heavy boots, Akuma here looks as dangerous as his profile picture from the ARI. She gulped and cursed to herself silently when the older, more taller and muscular male stepped forth. Upon closer inspection, she saw the faint splatters of permanent black marks from the mechanical work he had done not too long ago. The girl felt a shudder when she dragged her eyes over to the arms; littered with cruel tattoos imprinting the image of a black dragon.
Releasing her fingers’ hold on the brown hair, Minami swung it behind her figure as she turned around to get a better look at the man. Seeing his full figure now in her sight, the younger girl began her introduction.
“Takahashi Minami, FBI. Can we talk for a minute?”
He came to a stop when they were a good distance away from each other. Not too far yet too close. Cocking his chin up with an arrogant attitude, the man scrunched his nose with disgust.
“Yeah?” he scoffed.
The FBI agent wasn’t pleased to hear his reaction. Regardless though, she continued to explain her intention to the man.
“I’m looking for the owner of a blue Chevrolet Malibu 83.” Then she frowned when she made the next statement. Although an agent isn’t supposed to say this, Minami was becoming desperate to find an answer. The one and only clue that she got was here with this guy. And she’s going to be sucking out as much information as possible with all of her might. “I don’t give a damn how the car got here or whether you stole it or not. I just want to know who bought it from you.”
A brief pause. Then an answer from Rein.
“Sorry, man. Don’t ring a bell,” he shook his head slightly while keeping his eyes trained upon Minami. To prove his point, he smirked and pointed at his own head, poking it a few times from the side. “I got a real bad memory for names…”
Minami knew he was lying. The car came from this place and she knew it with evidence gathered. This just frustrates her to know that Rein here isn’t contemplated into spilling out whatever knowledge this man has inside of his skill. Feeling ticked, the shorter girl maintained her fierce stare.
“Perhaps I can help you remember,” she offered. “If we find out that you sold the car to the man we’re looking for, you’re looking at some pretty solid time inside, Akuma my boy.”
Informal. Sarcastic. Humorous. The three tones and characteristics that would perfectly describe the girl’s tone and attitude. Crossing her arms across her chest, she watched with a bit of amusement as the grown man growled.
“You try to scare me with your big talk?” The Japanese male came right up to Minami’s figure. Staring right down at her, the height difference was obvious to anyone on the sideline. The two individuals glaring and holding the most intense staring battle while Rein continue to speak. “I never saw your damn car. Now go take a walk.”
With that said, Minami now saw the man’s back. Walking away and back to his work, she merely blinked a few times before loosening her arms across her chest. Dropped them back down to her sides, the brown haired female exhaled quietly. ‘Man… This is going to be a pain in the ass.’
She knew what to do. Not wasting any time, she placed on her glasses and tugged on her black ARI glove to her left hand. Her eyes were met with the familiar view of a recording and slightly dimmed down version of her vision. In this huge space, there was the huge glassed windows covering nearly eighty percent of the wall on the back. High up above and around, metal steels and structures were kept in place to hold the opened building up. Before her eyes, she saw a few tables scattered with equipment and items pertaining to fixing or destroying the vehicles. At the very back and most of the right side of the shelter, there were lines of cars parked neatly. Many looked worthless to take a testing drive in due to the terrible state it was in. Then to the left, the many oilcans were seen sitting on the side. Rust and wears shown on the exterior surface of the object.
‘Let’s get over with this.’
It didn’t take long for her to start scanning the area. Raising her left hand slightly and having the palm point downward, a single small motion scanned the area around her figure’s spot. Instantly a blotch of green trail along with shoe prints were seen on the left side. Agent Minami hurried over to the area and kneeled down on her knees to further examine the now-gone evidence.
Fingers touching upon the trail of liquid, she noticed that it was blood from both the description of the molecular data gathered from the ARI hovering above the glowing green marks and the pattern of the substances.
‘Blood… Now why is there blood here?’
Quickly she performed another scan to see more data points hovering up in the air for her to see. There was a huge pool of blood near the first table just a couple inches away. When she glanced over her shoulder, she saw the trail continue all the way… to the acid bath. Yes, the acid bath. It was meant to melt and destroy certain mechanical parts of a car that can’t be destroyed by force alone, resulting in a resort to chemicals. Eyes squinting behind the dark glasses, she didn’t have much words. Assumptions ran through her mind, but she couldn’t jump to conclusion quickly about what the cause was. Besides, Minami truly didn’t want to know why there was blood here. Her focus was on Jurina, not finding out about another murder case from possibly the suspect she just talked to minutes ago.
Now up on her two feet, the agent glanced over at the table to see that the data gathered are merely fingerprints from Akuma. Nothing interesting nor worth mentioning in this case.
However, her eyes had caught sight of something she wanted to see. More footprints… Yet they were different from the green tracks earlier. They were bolded yellow to signify from the ARI’s observant database that this was another person’s shoeprints. Kneeling down once more, Minami made note that it was at a much smaller size.
‘Size 10. Most likely a visitor.’ Right next to the shoe prints a little distant away was another pair of shoeprints. However, when the agent stared at it a bit, she noticed that this must mean that ‘Mad Jack’ and the visitor were not only heading towards the same direction but having the same purpose of some sort. This could help Minami pull Akuma in as a prime suspect into helping the Origami Killer from kidnapping the young children. Scrunching her eyebrows, Minami got back up on her two feet and glanced over at the tire tracks seen directly in front of Akuma’s.
When she glanced over at the data gathered, she shook her head. ‘Definitely not the car I’m looking for…’ It wasn’t the same as what she had analyzed earlier in the office. Thanks to the tire tracks that certain car models have, this showed a much rougher, bumpier trail behind. So that means the one car that left this area was someone different. But then across from it, there was a single streak of tire tracks. Just a foot away, it was coming from a new direction that wasn’t the same as the one she just examined.
Minami touched and observed the track. Her eyes behind the glasses widen when a new knowledge was gained.
‘Same brand of tire as the car I’m looking for…’ A burning question that she desired to have answered popped into mind. ‘Has the killer’s car been in here?’
Has it been here? If it has, then does that mean Akuma had sold it to an individual that was willing to take it away and use its purpose to kidnap the little kids without being traced easily? Since the car was obviously not here anymore, it will be difficult to track down where exactly it was. It’s a stolen vehicle and most likely Akuma here doesn’t have any record of who bought it. Just who bought it and is the car really here? Or is it merely a different, yet same model of car parked here a while ago?
Straightening her back, the Agent Takahashi scanned the atmosphere to see that there were pollens in the air. Pollens… in the air. It reminded her about the killer’s traces of pollen due to the flower being placed on the children’s chest. A symbolism that she has yet to place her finger on. Immediately she extended her hand out to read the comments the ARI had in store for her.
‘ARI Comment: traces of orchid pollen in the air inside the garage… Does this mean… That the killer has truly been here after all?’
Though her mind has been set on Akuma here actually selling the car and the Origami Killer stopping by this location, she wanted to make sure she got all of the evidence at hand to back her up. You’ll never know when there’s that one moment of uncertainty and mistake that leads to the wrong conclusion. Maybe the killer truly didn’t come here. Rather it might just be the usual thief or some sort of buyer trying to get the cars at a cheaper, more illegal price. And Akuma here is just doing his business of selling them.
‘Ugh… I hate this so much.’
Squeezing her eyes shut, Minami brought her hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose. It really is a tiring… stressful day. All she wanted was to have this entire ordeal sorted out. But of course, considering that she’s part of the FBI, it wasn’t like every single case was given to her likes cakes from a cake shop.
Her mind unconsciously wandered back into the world of the past. The little world where she had freed Mayu.
Getting Watanabe Mayu out of the interrogation room along with Maeda Atsuko made her feel like she did the right thing. Her guts and heart was screaming at her that the killer is someone else. And she followed it.
Sadly of course, Minami and Atsuko had the horror to face both Captain Sayaka and Blake’s wrath minutes later. Though Sayaka was much calmer, Blake was raging endlessly about the prime suspect being freed and gone from their grasp. She remembered vividly how he grabbed and put the FBI agent at a dangerous position by lifting her short figure up into the air. Hands around her collars, he barked and threatened that it was the agent. Atsuko nearby pleaded that he stop his action and to let go of Minami. Though it took a couple long seconds, Blake removed his hold and dropped the girl down to the ground.
Minami may now be safe and having Atsuko wrapping her arms around her small body to protect it from further danger, the both watched him kick a nearby chair violently. His loud yells and hollers were echoing inside of Minami’s skull, bouncing off the walls and around as if it was a bouncy ball.
Shaking her head, the agent reopened her eyes and removed her fingers. There’s always a time and place for everything, but not now. Now was not the time to dwell upon her actions and the consequences of it. She’ll worry about that after this investigation. What matters now is Jurina and saving her life. Then after the mission, she might as well give Atsuko her thanks for the support. Maybe treat her to dinner also?
A small smile formed across her face unconsciously as she thought of the receptionist girl. She was supposed to be focusing on the mission but couldn’t help and think about Atsuko. The young lady that is a rarity to find upon the police station. Minami must be lucky to know her even if it was only for a few days. Her heart even picked up its pace from remembering Atsuko comforting her and leading her back into the office room. It’s a shame that she can’t remain long on her side or Atsuko will surely be dragged out physically to her appropriate work area.
Eyes and brain refocused themselves onto the situation at hand. The smile that stretched soon disappeared in matter of seconds. When she followed the direction that could locate the main starting point of the track, Minami realized that there was an obvious, blue paint markings that outlined the car’s shape. Down on her knees to touch the substance, her ARI gloved fingers brushed upon the dried paint that even without the glasses, could be seen.
‘A few traces of blue paint… The same tire tracks… No doubt about it. The killer’s car was here.’
Her conclusion was finally made. The Origami Killer’s car that he used was here. One proof to create if she ever had to argue against another opposing idea or theory.
Now there wasn’t much else to analyze nor gather. When she looked around and scanned the area, only fingerprint results of Akuma were shown. Sighing, she scratched the back of her head as she adjusted the glasses with her hand.
‘I believe it’s time we confront the man here…’ she cracked her knuckles. Though forces might be resorted to having him answer her questions, Minami was left with no other option than to face the man. As much as the agent wants to find a much safer choice, there was none to be seen. She should prepare herself for the violent personality of Akuma.
Walking a couple good steps towards the outside world, she merely came to the very edge of the shelter when her heart froze in spot. A booming voice came up from behind at such short notice.
“Damn! You got me officer…” That voice. Heh. It was almost no surprise who it was coming from. Not to mention the cold, metal blunt objection pressing against the back of her head. Pushing and pressing it upon the spot that if the wielder decides to pull the bullet, she would end up dead in no time. Glancing over her shoulder slightly, she retracted and returned her position to facing forward when she identified that it was indeed Akuma.
There was a scoff followed by the sudden shove of the weapon against her head. “I’ll come clean… Now that car, she buffed up real good. I painted her ‘dangerous blue’ in honor of that dangerous motherfucker that was driving her.”
As he spoke, his left hand flew over her shoulder to touch her jacket’s upper pockets. Hands now up in the air to surrender and admit that she was powerless, Minami could only snarl as her hidden pistol she always kept by her side aside from the one in the car is taken away from her possession. Weaponless, she knew that she is in grave danger if one wrong move was made. Minami didn’t even have to look over to hear her gun being thrown aside.
“Hands on your head, pig,” the threatening man commended as the point of the gun raised up higher and at the upper half of her head. He once again harshly pressed the dangerous object against Minami, making her lean her head forward from such force. “I ain’t got time to be playing around with you.”
Biting the bottom of her lips, she was spun around and lurched forward when the rough man shoved her forward with one last push. Stumbling forward a few steps with hands still up in the air, the man then grumbled, “Let’s get you outta sight and finish you off…”
Minami was forced to walk forward. Forced to move onward and back into the shelter. She knew that this guy wanted to severe her life in a private area where her body could easily be hidden. Just the mere thought of it disgust her. Most anyone at this situation knew it was hopeless. A gun pointed right at her direction with hands now behind her head and weaponless, the agent might as well admit defeat.
Yet she wasn’t ready to give up just yet.
Eyes glancing around rapidly, the pair fell upon a small, flat rolling platform with wheels underneath. It merely took her a few more steps till she allowed her right foot to step on top of the metal’s surface. Resting her foot on top of it, in one swift motion, Minami slid it backward where it smacked the assaulter’s lower leg. Contact was seen to be made and Akuma tumbled forward with surprise from such actions. Seeing that the gun was now lowered and both arms down in front of his body, Minami used this chance to strike the man. Hands scrambling around the table wildly, in a split second, she threw out her arm and swung it from up above to smack the man with a wrench.
Sadly Akuma had enough control to pull back his body. Quickly Minami threw out another attack only to see that her hand cease to move any farther in the air; halted in midair. Shocked, the agent gasped painfully when a punch from the other hand was thrown into her stomach.
“Kuh!”
Almost losing her breath, the shorter girl found herself being carried in a wrestler fashion from the muscular attacker. And in the process of being lifted in the air securely with the help of the man’s arms, her ARI glasses fell off from her face and down towards the ground. Her vision was immediately returned back to normal, causing a slight confusion to her psychology state. Squinting her eyes, she snapped them shut when her back came crashing forcefully upon a nearby car’s exterior. Head slammed against the roof of the engine’s lid, Minami was in dazed till she watched in horror of Akuma’s next action.
There was a long metal pipe that Akuma’s burly hand snagged ahold of. Fingers wrapped around it tightly, he didn’t hesitate to bring the foul object upon Minami’s body. Acting instantly on instinct, the girl rolled to the right in order to avoid a fatal blow to her skull that might as well shatter it from the blunt force. Again, another roll she had to perform on another direction in order to dodge the pipe. And boy was she deadly close to receiving the fatality. It was just a mere centimeter away from touching upon the back of her head.
Akuma seem to have gotten the message that wildly smacking it down on the agent wouldn’t get him anywhere. So instead, he was going to shove the blunt tip of the pipe right at the very top of Minami’s head. Terrified of the predicted outcome, the younger girl twisted her position. Just in time, the end came crashing right in between her spread out legs and into the front glassed window of the car. Cracks spread out instantly upon contact. The girl didn’t waste any spare moment to grab ahold of the pipe. Trying to balance herself so she wouldn’t fall unexpectedly on her side, the object was rapidly removed from the area and nearly lost her balance again.
The agent knew for sure what’s going to happen next if she didn’t act quickly on her feet. Scrambling and flipping her body’s position so she was now on all four, the girl pounced forward like a tiger on the roof of the vehicle. A loud crash and vibration sent out from the impact was felt as she landed roughly on top of the car. Trying to get herself out of her dizzying state, from the corner of her eyes, she spotted Akuma standing on top of the engine’s lid. Holding it like a baseball bat, the cruel figure swung it towards Minami’s direction.
She shoved her entire figure backward in attempt to dodge it. And dodging she has successfully achieved. However, when she finally managed to stand back up, she barely got the chance to avoid a startling blow from the man now inches away from where she was. Arms flailing on her sides, the agent tried to catch her balance when the muscular male was going to swing it downward once more. Another dodge towards another direction to avoid it.
Now as much as she knew that dodging was the safest choice, Minami had to stop this man from attempting to knock her out. Dropping low the moment the metal pipe swung horizontally, it didn’t take long for her to tackle straight into the man’s front body.
It didn’t turn out as well as she had expected. Akuma was knocked aside, but Minami ended up flying right past him. Back of her head smacking hard against the window, she rolled a few times on the floor before stopping with her back laying on the ground. Panting, Minami took about two seconds to force her bruised body into scrambling towards the gun that was knocked out earlier from her first move here in the shelter. Seeing as how it was a couple feet away, she ran for her dear life against the only weapon that could save her from the man’s punishing blow of the pipe.
Her hand snagged it just in time. Yet right when her fingers tightened around the handle, Minami felt the side of her body being rammed with another human body. Yelping loudly, her body rolled once on her side and onto her back. At the same exact time, Akuma’s huge body flew into the nearby empty oilcans and scattered them from his hasty, blunt action.
Now on his side and only weapon thrown out of his hand upon crashing, Akuma instantly raised his hands up in defeat as Minami aimed the point at his direction. Finger curled right at the trigger, she was panting and trying to catch her breath as the battle was now over. Scrunching her eyebrows till creases formed on her forehead, she snarled out her response to his violent behaviors.
“Enough fucking around!” the agent warned loudly. Breathing heavily in and out, she kept aim as her deadly glares penetrated right into his. “Now you’re going to tell me about the man with the blue car!”
“Go fuck yourself in the ass…”
It didn’t look like Akuma was willing to give her the answer that she wanted. Even though he admitted that he sold the car, he wouldn’t tell the identity of the guilty individual. The guilty individual that is so-called the Origami Killer. Her patience was being tested as she took half a step forward.
“Last chance, Akuma. Make it easy on yourself.”
There was a smirk on his face. “What you gonna do? You ain’t got them killer eyes, so what? You gonna CUFF me!?” He even exaggerated the ‘cuff’ term by extending out both of his arms and held them at a close distance; as if he was surrendering. But alas, he retracted his arms back. Keeping that same, stubborn and arrogant personality written all over his face.
Though it was true that this girl wasn’t the type to kill, the mocking tone that the man carried just irritated her onto a whole new level. And Minami had enough of him. So she decided to go for brute force. In one swift motion, she smacked the side of the gun against his nose. And the hit was so strong that any bystander would hear the solid weapon come into contact with one of the many features of the face. There was blood instantly dripping down from the area as he yelled at the agent in agony.
“Broke my fucking nose, pig!” he cried out as his left hand reached over to touch the damaged nose.
Hoping she got his point across, she even extended the threat by adding, “Next I’m gonna blow a hole in your face. Spill. ALL OF IT.”
“You don’t scare me, mister CSI… You ain’t got it in ya…”
‘Still acting bluff even with a broken nose, hm?’
A gunshot rang in the air followed by the bullets smacking right near Akuma’s head. He jerked to the side to avoid the fatal blow that would end his life in seconds if he weren’t careful. It looked like Minami surprised him with her aim for that was enough to shaken him up. “Damn! You outta your motherfuckin’ mind, man!?”
“Oh shit, Akuma. Ain’t nothing to it… Just a little bit of self-defense.” She scrunched her nose to express her disgust of his actions. “Page one of the police manual. Kill, or be killed.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop! Enough! I’m startin’ to remember some things… You be cool and I’ll tell you the tale…”
Keeping her aim still focused on the man straightening himself back up and leaning against the oilcan, at least Minami knocked some sense into this guy. Her eyes squinted slightly as she trained her attention narrowly and only to Akuma as he started talking.
“Now I don’t know nothing’ about the guy… He wanted me to get rid of his dirty car and get him a new one with false plates. He paid cash and I ain’t the questionin’ kind.” As he spoke, he got up on his two feet with the assistance of the remaining standing oilcans from behind. “He said I was supposed to drop the word to a guy named Paco down at the Blue Lagoon when the car was done. Now, that’s all I know…”
Looks like she got the answer she needed. But considering his violent actions earlier, it was time that he be interrogated for further information and discussion. Not just from the case alone but also attacking an authority of higher status and performing illegal businesses.
“We’ll continue this discussion down at the station. You’re under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything…”
The words faded from her sentence. Vision was beginning to blur for her as Minami felt a warm liquid drip down from her nose. Unconsciously her right hand came up to touch the area in order to check if she was bleeding. And sure enough, she was. The familiar dizzying effect that she really hoped to avoid, especially at this time and place.
‘Shit… not now…’
The Triptocaine side effect was kicking in. Not taking enough of it was causing her to tremble once more. But shaking her head, her eyes were having difficulty training upon Akuma. His hands up in the air, he even had a confused expression as she continue to speak in a strong voice that soon trailed off again.
“…anything you say can and will be…”
It looks like this wasn’t working for her. Even the opposing attacker noticed the strange change in her actions. “Hey, you look like you got a problem, man.” There was a chuckle from Akuma when he realized that the agent was unstable.
Vision getting even worse, Minami could only use one hand to operate the gun as another was digging into her pocket of the drug. Bad enough for her, she can’t multitask. Only the drug was what crossed through her mind. Take it. Take it. Just take the damn drug. It was all that echoed in her brain back and forth. As though they were sound waves, they continued to drag her attention away from Akuma. When her other hand fumbled to get the drug, she felt a jerk and saw the vile fly out of her grasp. It flew right next to the man. And as if a person desperate to getting high, she dropped the gun and got down on all four in order to retrieve it. Her brain blocked out everything other than the goal to reach the vile. The mocking words of Akuma were barely heard entering into her eardrums accompanied by even more chuckles.
“What? They letting you dope heads in the FBI now?”
Minami was getting weak. She couldn’t even reach out to it without trouble. All of the strength disappeared from her as her mind wrapped around getting the drug. The vile merely inches away if she stretched her right hand far enough. Then there was Akuma’s foot in the picture, kicking it away and off from her train of sight.
Noticing that she was in a dire situation that would end badly thanks to the lack of drugs in her body, she tried to push herself up. Instantly there was a crushing blow made to her stomach from a single kick. Gasping, Minami fell onto her side as she cowered into a ball, trying to protect herself from any more danger. The dizziness, blurriness, shakiness, and aching pain from her body only made it difficult for the girl to stay conscious. Eyelids struggling to keep open, she barely parted her lips to intake in the oxygen from the atmosphere weakly.
Her eyes gazed over slowly to the hovering Akuma. Standing high and tall, the dangerous male grinned sadistically as he cocked his head arrogantly to the side. Lifting up his foot in the air, he made sure that it was a good foot away from her face.
“Now I’m gonna give you a little help with your drug problem, Miss Five-0… Permanently.”
Then the foot came down upon her face; blackening her vision and remaining in the black realm.
Takamina will be up next! Will she be... okay?
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