''Speak''
'Thought'
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~3rd POV~
'I have always wanted to become a writer, a novelist. I want to write a book about this world, a book that has a happy ending, a book that everyone can read, and that would surely make everyone know my name, as someone who writes a good book.'
Rashomon launched itself forward, stabbing and piercing everything on its path; Rashomon pierced cops, gangsters, or even civilians around the area. The scream of those people echo in the sky, and nobody is safe.
'I want to hold pen and paper in my hands while writing a story on my own desk, with a view of the blue ocean.'
Tearing and devouring, Ryu keeps moving forward, running, while Rashomon shred everything on his path. People, cars, buildings, everything is being killed or destroyed. Some try to use civilians as a shield, but Ryu doesn't care; he simply kills them both. Like a force of nature, nothing can stop Ryu.
'I want to leave this place, wash my hand from all of the blood I shed, and start to pursue my own dream.'
No matter how many times they try to shoot Ryu, Rashomon would simply cut all those bullets down, and if that weren't enough, it would simply devour space to stop those bullets. After this, Ryu would simply kill everyone that tried to kill him, not caring about the civilian. It seems the only safe people are those who are at the top of the building.
'In the end, I could never pursue my dream; after all, my parents decided to leave me. They don't care that I'm their son; they still show their cruelty toward their son. Since then, I learned that cruelty is just another aspect of the human being.'
Looking up, Ryu spot those people who are at the top of the building. He quickly commands his Rashomon to go after those who are on the top of the building. Like a demon, Rashomon flies up, aiming to kill those cops stationed on top of the building.
'Living here, in this hell hole, I see all of the cruelty of this world can offer, and I hate it.'
While Rashomon going after those cops up on the building, those cops and gangsters are down on the street, still trying to kill Ryu. But Ryu didn't stand there and let them kill him. Like a rabid dog, he runs toward one of his enemies. Jumping on them, without hesitation, he bites down on the victim's neck before pulling it with all his strength.
'I hate it, not the cruelty, but I hate the world itself. I never show it to anyone, but I always hate this world.'
Landing on his feet, Ryu spits the piece of meat that used to be the victim's throat. People around seem to get frightened by the show of the bloody display that Ryu put on. Finally, Rashomon that was killing the cops on top of the building finally finished its task. Now their gaze is on the enemies on the street.
'It's the said hatred that causes me to start killing people for my own survival. Showing off, my own cruelty.'
Rashomon continued to fly in all directions, killing and destroying everything on its path. Ryu did not still run around the area picking up guns from dead bodies before aiming them toward his enemies, his aim is below average at best, but he doesn't care anymore. At this point, he is lost in his bloodlust, enjoying the flame chaos with a smile slowly crept on his face.
'In order to live, in order to survive, I fight back, showing my own power and cruelty to this world.'
Scream and gunfire is the only thing you can hear on the street; Ryu keeps killing all of those who he deems enemies. Every time he killed one, two more would arrive. After he destroyed a single car, two more would arrive. The cycle keeps going, but Ryu never wavers; he will keep moving forward, soaking in blood and gore.
'Cruelty is just another aspect of humanity, and that is why I will use my own cruelty and power, and bite down on the world itself. Maybe it is an evil thing to do, but just thinking about it simply would bring a smile to my face.'
The carnage and slaughter continue, Rashomon will keep killing, and Ryu will keep moving. The thirteen-year-old child who learns about the cruelty of this world will show this world his own cruelty, and he will show this world his own evil.
'In the end, I don't think I can become a writer anymore.'
~Ryu POV~
Looking around, all that I see is death and destruction. Dead bodies everywhere, collapsing buildings, burning cars there is only carnage in this area.
Woman and man, young and old, good and bad, enemies and innocent, it's doesn't matter for me, I killed and killed and killed some more. That foreign feeling never left me. Every time I killed anyone of them, that feeling would be there, making me want to kill more people.
I never understand this feeling, and maybe I never will?
But the feeling was not unpleasant, though. I simply don't understand what it is.
Standing still, eyes close, I can only hear the sound of fire, crying and screaming. I have killed all of the enemies in the area, and those civilian that I killed is nothing more than unlucky individual in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Some try to use civilians as cover, but I don't care. I simply cut them both down. I was sending them toward the afterlife, if there is one in the first place.
I should get away from here because reinforcement would come anytime soon. But, just thinking about running cause me to feel a little bit annoyed for some reason.
I was bought back from my thought when I heard an approaching vehicle, it was no car, in fact, it was a plane, a jet to be more specific.
Looking at it, I think I can see a letter X next to the jet.
Is this their reinforcement? Possible but also very unlikely.
But from what I can see, the jet actually tries to land near me, and maybe there is indeed reinforcement?
If that is the case then, I would simply take them down before they can land.
Transforming my sleeves into Rashomon, I immediately aim to destroy the jet without care. Launching forward like a bullet, Rashomon flies toward the jet with an insane speed that I don't even know it's capable of.
In fact, I think the speed of Rashomon increased, and its size and possibly its power also increased. Is my Rashomon growing or evolving somehow?
Hmm, a question for later.
Right now, I have something else to take care of.
When my Rashomon was about to hit the jet, it was stopped by some sort of invisible force. It's like some sort of invisible shield, like my Rashomon.
I immediately frown, seeing what is happening, but before I can do anything, I can feel something trying to enter my head, not physically, but more of a mental thing.
'What the hell is this?!'
'Please, child, calm down; we are here to help.'
Did I just hear a voice in my head? Am I going crazy? No, this is not what it is.
Someone trying to communicate with me, maybe it's their power? I would rule out something psychokinesis when coming to mutant power, and that seems very likely. What that means is that someone just entered my head and tried to communicate with me.
And knowing that pissed me off.
It makes me feel weak, and it makes me feel vulnerable.
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE IT!!.
I FUCKING HATE IT!! I FUCKING HATE THE FEELING OF WEAKNESS!!
This damn person thinks that they can just invade my mind without my permission!?
'Get out of my head!!' I scream inside of my mind, clutching my head in pain while trying to use all of my mental power to push that foreign force that invades my mind away, causing Rashomon to lash out, destroying everything in the whole area.
Finally, I can feel that foreign force out of my head, leaving me gasping for breath.
Glaring toward the black jet with the X symbol, I knew whoever had just invaded my mind was in there.
It's doesn't matter whether this person is a he or she, young or old.
I am going to fucking murder this person.