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WD Spy rule two seventy four

Page history last edited by Sakaki 10 years, 11 months ago

 

 

 

WD Spy rule two seventy four is entitled 'Evil blood and innocent tears both flow downward'.

 

Previous rule two seventy three:  'Girl power' should be taken as a promise, threat, and ultimatum.

Next rule two seventy five:  Despite many complexities, there usually isn't a need to explain how to sacrifice oneself for others.

Summary page

 

-Short summary-

 

At long last, Ruka and her father stand before each other as the climax of the long battle draws near. Will a sudden realization by Lukas temper their possible victory?

 

-Long summary-

 

The clattering of the sword in Ruka's hands is evidence of her two pronged battle to stand against her father. Physically her rib is broken, and she's extremely tired, while mentally the man who had tormented her dreams for so many years stands in front of her in all of his evil glory. Add to this volatile mix the newly discovered fact that it had been technically her that caused her mother's death and one would have the perfect Molotov cocktail of emotions. Lukas stands behind her which is really all the solace she needs, and could want at a moment like this. The sword remains steady, and Ruka takes a deep breath -she had been waiting for this moment even if it had only been now that she actually realized it.

 

She had spent two years with a friend of her father's, 'friend' used in it's loosest meaning as he hadn't even reported seeing her to Asahara for the simple fact that he knew what kind of man the cult leader could be. He had ties to the Yakuza, whom this 'friend' was a member of. Ruka had made his home hers for two years, in which he would impart nuggets of knowledge upon her. All made men, whether they be Italian, American or Japanese have one thing in common. Despite their different 'interpretation' of the laws, they are above other things great 'humanists'. They didn't break the law out of wonton disrespect or a sense of ill begotten contrariness, but because they as people have 'needs' that aren't being met. In a sense they simply pick up where the law left off. Even during wars with different factions, guys remembered that honor was on the line. A life of shame will never be better than dying in a blaze of glory and honor. As long as a man, or people has those he depends on and those who depend on him....as long as they remember that evil blood and innocent tears flow downward despite their sources, whether you're the guy who did the hit, or the doctor that patches up the victim. One will keep their humanity...their sense of self.

 

Ruka at this point doesn't know her mother is dead, but realizes the emptiness within her comes from not having anyone to rely on or being relied on by anyone. She set out to find the latter, since she had already known what it was to not have anyone in one's corner. Titus, Philippa, Karl, and Tariq had all been in bad places until she unselfishly offered herself to them, opened up and became their leader. It hadn't been her intention for them to rival Sector Seven, especially since she and her team are all civilians with checkered pasts, but upon hearing of how Lukas and his group is doing something similar to her own, she had desired to meet him. After that was what one would call 'history'.

 

Lukas tries to keep focused on Asahara who glares menacingly at the two teenagers. This would be it, kill or be killed. Lukas mentally notes Meifa who still lies sprawled out behind them, probably unable to move. She had been injured when she showed up with Mugen and Penbur despite all of her macho posturing, and therefore wouldn't be able to do anything to help them. Mugen is up on his knees farther down the hallway, holding his side at an awkward angle. He's probably not going to be able to help them, even if he wanted to---something Lukas sort of doubts anyway.  He and Ruka would have to take care of this problem on their own, or the few of them that had actually survived would soon lose rights to that claim. In a sense the teen operative is ashamed that outside getting glass shoved in his eye, he's basically uninjured. Despite that he still feels like utter shit, and would rather be curled up in his bed at home crying. Looking down at Ruka who even with her labored breathing continues to stand composed, makes him man up in a hurry. How could he possibly complain when she's in a much, much, much worse position? She's about to either be killed or kill her dad......

 

Then it hits Lukas hard, like a blow to his balls. That off feeling that he had felt right before the explosion finally had become clear. He had wondered why everything up until had been so easy? It was like a text book case of reclamation....go in, beat up bad guys and get out. Asahara is a vet in the underworld so Lukas had expected much more opposition, much more of a challenge out of Asahara and his guys. Yet....yet! He had just waltzed into Ruka's room and taken off with her without any sort of opposition. Yet....yet! At least from what he knew before the explosion, no one had died or had been seriously injured. Why? How? Who? This mission had been too damn easy from the start!

 

The explanation was deadly in it's simpleness. Chizuo Asahara has no attachment to any of the goings on in the building. If he did, he might have come to stop Lukas from taking Ruka away, or done more to protect his children. No. The man operated on a simple logarithm of loss and gain. This whole ordeal, the whole damn mission had been his means of building Ruka up to become his legacy. She wouldn't kill? Fine, throw her into a situation where it becomes the only option. She won't take up the name Asahara? Fine. Put her in a position where she can do nothing else but accept his name, his occupation, his mantle. Simply put, Asahara would mold Ruka in his image, even if it meant dying to do so. Not to say that the cult leader is at all suicidal, no. He'd kill Ruka if she failed to kill him, and move on with his life. Finding a kid or creating another isn't a big deal after all. The Li se xing zuo would survive without it's current head, because everything would be hoisted on Ruka's shoulders. If she couldn't manage it now, he'd just keep running it. Not a problem.

 

The worst part about it is every single person. Every damn single one of them had fallen right into his trap. Why else would the bombs be set to take out every floor except the one Ruka had been locked up in and the one above that? Why else would he have let her close friends into this fight, risking them possibly upsetting his plans? Because he wanted her to have absolutely no choice in the end but to fight him mano a mano. Though in his sick mind it wouldn't have been enough for him to just slaughter her outright...no. He would have to do it now when she's a a mixture of her most vulnerable and volatile. No matter what Lukas does now, Sector Seven and it's valiant struggles, their sacrifices would all add up to one thing.

 

They had lost. Completely.

 

Lukas glares at Asahara, pure hate emanating from his eye. Asahara smirks, both acknowledging Lukas's summation and admitting it's validity. What the boy would never know is that everything had a second purpose, a reason behind the reason as it were. Asahara had promised Ruka's mother that he would raise her as an assassin in his image...a killer who would answer to him. He knew full well that her mother wanted her to have nothing to do with the 'business', and abhorred the idea of her taking a life. He would spit on her desires now, and turn Ruka into exactly what that traitorous bitch vehemently fought against. He had already resigned the fact that he would die in battle one day, and if he could die and name a successor at the same time that would be most optimal. If not, he would just send Ruka to her mother in hell.

 

Ruka whispers a thank you to Lukas, and manages to smile weakly. Lukas tries to stop her but she begins to move dragging him along. The Sector Seven operative has no choice but to keep up with Ruka as she charges at Asahara. His eyes open wide, and he releases a kick that hits Lukas square in the jaw. Lukas falters and is the victim of another kick to the neck which drops him. Ruka's petite height saves her from being hit too, but she winces at seeing Lukas take two hits rapid fire like that. Her rage builds and she stands back from her father as Lukas slumps to the ground. Ruka roars a battle yell and charges at her father once again, and he simply bats her around like a cat at play and stands out of her way. Lukas tries to yell out to stop Ruka, but realizes that Asahara kicked him in the voice box, to keep him silent. He curses the cult leader, and tries to get back on his feet instead.

 

Soon after she got away from her dad, Daiki had appeared before Ruka using connections to find out where she is. After assuring her he won't tell anyone where she is, he tells her about her mother's death although he conveniently leaves out her involvement. He then begs Ruka to stay free and away from the Asahara family, claiming that this is what her mother wants. The siblings share a cigarettete, and he leaves her for the last time until after the mafia had captured her friends only a few months earlier.

 

Ruka suddenly changes tactics and holds the sword at an angle, one arm guiding it forward the other down low. Asahara's eyes narrow, and he attempts to ask what she's doing, when she suddenly charges at him. Pain racks her body due to the sudden movement, but it's just what she needs to catch the cult leader unawares. He is stabbed in the shoulder, and Ruka's forward momentum is enough to carry the two of them to the helicopter lodged in the side of the building. Ashara crashes through the helicopter's weakened windshield, and is on his back. Ruka lifts the sword out of his shoulder, and the cult leader responds by reaching for her at an ungodly speed. Realizing that if he catches her now, it's over, Ruka abandons thought and plunges the sword deep into the cult leader's chest. He coughs up blood, and Ruka lifts the sword and plunges it once, twice, three times more.  After the first time, she enjoys the sight of his blood, the sight of him being powerless under him...and finds herself addicted to the sound of the slisshing of the sword going in and then coming out. After the third time, she prepares for a fourth, when Asahara grabs her and with a maniacal grin whispers 'Welcome to the family'. Ruka's eyes widen and she screams before stabbing her newly dead father in the face.

 

Coming to herself again, Ruka looks at her bloodied hands and dress and then back at Lukas and Meifa who can only stare back in disbelief. To her though their surprise looks more like disapproval.

 

Painful, painful, disapproval.

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