The air began to vibrate.
Shirou stood silently in the front of the crowd.
The ground began shaking, and the men turned to see what was happening.
"Who are you?" One of the men asked.
Let them go.
"Hey! Answer him!"
A white haze began to form around Shirou.
His eyes began to glow.
"Shirou…" Sakusei said, struggling to breath.
This only made him angrier.
The men's eyes began to widen.
"Is that... what I think it is?" One of the men said.
"The Essence… of the Creator!"
There was only one thing on his mind.
I'll kill you…
"Quick! Shoot those two!"
Don't you dare…
"I'LL KILL YOU ALL!"
The white\ energy exploded around him, and the ground smashed under the force of his power.
Shirou disappeared faster than the men could even react.
I'll kill you…
"Huh?" The man who was choking Sakusei stood there confused.
Milliseconds later, his head smashed into the ground in a flash of white energy.
The other men stood in shock.
"Shoot him!" One of the men yelled, but Shirou had already disappeared faster than the normal eye could see.
I'll kill you…
Shirou reappeared in front of the man who had his foot on Kanashi. They stood there, eyes locked.
The man let out a cry, and attempted to hit him with the butt of his gun.
I'll kill you...
Before he ever met Shirou's body, he was engulfed in a sea of white flames.
Power...more power…
Kanashi looked up at him, terrified.
"Is he... smiling?"
Shirou had a contorted smirk on his face. One of pure twisted rage.
Another man tried to rush him from behind, but was hit with a brutal punch that sent him flying backwards 20 feet.
Shirou stood in the center of the crowd, staring up at the sky. His eyes were shrouded in the shadow of his long white hair.
Dead, beaten bodies lay strewn and bloody around him.
A sound escaped from his mouth.
"Ha…...Ha...ha..haha...haha."
Shirou stood laughing in a field of beaten bodies.
Kanashi up at him stared, shocked and terrified.
"...How are you so...powerful?"
Shirou didn't hear her.
Ahh...is this freedom?
He was in a reality completely of his own creation.
Is this what they call anger?
"Well done."
Oh? Is it you?
The voice in his head.
"You're powerful."
I'm...powerful?
Shirou didn't know how to feel after hearing that.
What do you mean?
"You did it. You saved them."
Huh? What did I do?
"...Shirou....Shirou!"
He gasped as his eyes flew open. Breathing heavily, he fell to his knees, and Sakusei rushed over to him.
What was I doing?
Shirou felt something wet and warm spreading between his hands and the ground.
"What is this?"
He lifted his hands off the ground and raised them up to his face.
Blood. His hands were covered in blood.
As it all came back to him, emotion faded from his eyes.
Turning toward Sakusei, he asked, "Did I do this?"
She nodded.
Shirou looked around at the field of bodies around him.
He felt utterly destroyed.
I saved her. This is worth it, right? I'm not a murderer, right?
"Hey! Shirou!" Sakusei snapped at him. "Unless you want to fight the entire army, we better get going!"
They ran. And ran. And ran.
They ran until the city lights could no longer be seen, and until they could no longer even move.
All three of them collapsed in the middle of a forest
Why did it come to this…
Shirou stared up through the trees at the night sky, wondering what the purpose of this was. Slowly, his eyelids began to feel heavy as he laid in silence next to Sakusei and Kanashi.