Often tragedy is marked in the environment before it even happens. Writers love to use this technique, to let the weather reflect and portray the emotions running rampant in the scene. Perhaps, that is why, no one suspected anything to happen on such a "perfect" day. As the sun shone a live stream began, one that would change the course of history and affect the lives of many.
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🔴 Message to the "pro" heroes ;)
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The camera crackled to life, the screen filled with the face of a confused teenager. A second passed before a voice called out from behind, "Is it on then?"
The teenager sighed but nodded, "Yea, no one is watching though." He moved slightly and the camera flared with bright sunlight, and for a moment two more figures came into view. The boy moved back and his ginger hair blocked out the other two people lurking in the back.
"Invite the people I followed then." The first voice replied with ease.
For a few moments, the only visual is a face of concentration as the ginger boy fiddled with the phone. Seconds passed as the boy worked to invite people to the live stream and eventually, his efforts paid off, despite the low viewer count his face quickly turned smug.
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"There, viewers to your little message." The boy moved back fully to join the other two and the whole scene became apparent. The trio were situated on a rooftop, a vast cityscape unfolding behind them. In the centre of the shot, a woman sat on or was rather tied to a chair. She wore a tight spandex costume, her blonde hair would, on any other day, add to her looks. That day however her hair was tangled and looked just as distressed as her face did, said face was contorted into fear as a thick gag prevented her from speaking.
Two teenage boys dressed in black suits were stationed on either side, the ginger boy stood to the woman's right while the other boy lounged on the left armrest. The second boy seemed all too comfortable in leaning up against the terrified woman, one hand snugly rested on her neck at all times. A lone brown eye stared at the camera from under the shadow of equally dark hair.
A smile took over the dark-haired boy's face as he leaned forward, "Only three viewers huh? Well, that's fine. I'm sure some more will join soon, now then, I'm sure you recognise the woman beside me?"
The boy waited a moment as a single comment rolled in and he nodded, "That's right, this is Mt. Lady and recently she made a very stupid decision. Why don't you explain Chuuya? I think you would tell it better."
The ginger boy, Chuuya, huffed and rolled his eyes. Despite that, he began talking, "This fuckin' pro broke into our place and started breaking shit, which happens all the time y'know but she really caused us a problem." As he spoke Mt. Lady shook beneath the other boy's hand.
"As inelegant as ever, but yes Mt. Lady here caused a lot of problems," the other boy started, "I mean, trespassing into Yokohama and destroying an entire warehouse of Port Mafia supplies can't go unpunished."
The boy paused and allowed the viewers to take in his words, a satisfied smile taking place on his face once more people began joining the stream. More and more people trickle in as news spread that Mt. Lady was being held captive in the infamous city of Yokohama, even more so given the boys' apparent involvement with the Port Mafia.
Once enough people had joined the dark-haired boy continued to speak, "This is a message to the so-called 'pro heroes', stay out of Yokohama. No one wants you here, not the civilians, the Port Mafia, or even the government." In a swift moment, the boy took a gun out from a hidden pocket and leisurely placed it against Mt. Lady's head, her muffled cries easily ignored. "Usually we're more tolerant of this but you 'pros' are getting a little too confident, so here's an official warning to stay away."
The gun pressed impossibly closer and for a moment the helpless viewers turned away in fear of what may happen next. However, instead of shooting, the boy lowered the gun slightly and turned his attention to Chuuya. "Should we let her have some last words Chibi?"
Chuuya's face contorted with anger, "Stop callin' me that already you dead-eyed Mackerel! If you want her to get last words go ahead."
The other boy nodded and seemed to think for a moment, "I've decided to be nice this once, Chuuya, bring the camera closer will you?"
Without either boy moving a finger the camera moved closer to give the viewers a clearer view of Mt. Lady's face. The boy beside her moved the gun out of the frame slightly but the presence was still felt, as he did this a gloved pair of hands moved into the frame and grabbed onto Mt. Lady's face. As the hands worked on removing the gag Chuuya spoke, "Make these words count, shitty Dazai won't give you a second go."
The gag came off and for a moment all Mt. Lady did is take a deep, shaky breath. A second later her face changed and she began yelling, "Help! Please, someone- pleas- I didn't… I just wanted to-"
Her words were roughly cut off when the gag was forcibly replaced, the camera moved back a few seconds later as Chuuya groaned. "Burst my eardrums why don't you, jeez."
The other boy, now known as Dazai, laughed at his pain before gasping dramatically. "Oh! Chuuya let's finish this up and head to the arcade, I heard there's a new racing game." The boy wiggled his visible eyebrow in a joking way, "I bet I'll win it."
Chuuya scoffed loudly, "Please, you can't even ride a bike like fuck you'd beat me."
Dazai shooks his head with a mischievous smile, "Oh? Like how you said you'd win our first bet, do remind me how that went Chuuya."
The duo continued to bicker over who would win, the gun slowly drifted further away from Mt. Lady's head as the conversation went on. For a brief moment, the hundreds of amassed viewers felt a spark of hope, hope that perhaps the boy would be distracted and forget about Mt. Lady. Maybe another Hero will come to the rescue and stop this nightmare before it became all too real.
Dazai laughed loudly at something said by Chuuya, "I can't wait to beat you again! Maybe this time you can be my maid and dog!" With one last laugh, he levelled the gun and-
Bang.
[In all future reposts of this stream this is where it cuts out, the scene of a woman's head being shot through, brains splattering across the roof, was deemed far too gruesome and was scrubbed from the internet immediately. Of course, that didn't erase the image from the minds of those who watched it, it didn't erase the nonchalance shown by the two boys when the gun shot and it didn't erase the horror felt by hundreds knowing such people exist.]
Dazai turns one last glance to the camera, "As I said, stay away from Yokohama alright?"
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Message to the "pro" heroes ;)
crab_lover29
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