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write_goodTitle: [SAMIL]
fandom or original fic genre: Original Fic
Characters/Pairings: Samil, Azrael, Chiba Isamu, Sasaki Yuuma/ No pairings
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 866
Author's Note: I don't write original fic usually D:
The snow crunched under his feet as he trudged towards his next victim. "It had to be in the damn fucking cold."
Bodies were laid around him, the snow was already tainted with their spilled blood. Policemen surrounded the area and checked the identification cards of the fallen men. "Ngh." He heard his victim rouse from his unconscious state. "Ngh, help. Someone, please, help," he weakly cried out.
"Ah, just wait, already. Always so impatient." He shoved his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out his Peacemaker. His victim was a middle-aged man, caught up in the game of fast money and easy breaks. He belonged nowhere near the tails of gangsters and loan sharks, but he needed the money to pay off some debt and what's better than getting rid of one debt and stepping into another, right?
He chuckled as he stood above his victim. This information played in his head over again while he twirled his Peacemaker around his index finger. "Good afternoon, Sato Daichi. I am Samil, your Peace Maker. In case you have forgotten the last 3 and half hours, let me give you the low down before your demise.
Sato Daichi, 31, married with two small children, leaves the house on his way to work at 7:00 ante meridiem. Nine-thirty am, you go on a short smoke break and receive the most peculiar text from the Head Shark, asking to meet at this very park.
At ten am, Mr. Boss Man lets you out on an early lunch break due to your stupendous fast-paced work and off you go. Ten o' five, you meet with Head Shark and the argument begins. Ten-ten, he pulls his gun on you, and you curse God and the Universe and the Head Shark's family tenfold."
"Someone!" His victim coughed up blood. "Someone, please! Over here!" A young policeman heard his cry and quickly ran over to help him.
"Don't worry, sir, an ambulance is on its way. You'll be fine." The young man pressed his hand onto the victim's bleeding wound.
"Not for long." Samil grimly smiled and continued to fill in the details of Sato-san's life. "Ten-twenty, police arrive and pull out their guns on the loan sharks, thanks to a little tip from the Head Gangster. Ten-twentyfive, the police try to coax the Head Shark into leaving you be, but that doesn't do because you've done some despicable acts against his person and he will not let you go - and thirty seconds later he shoots you. One bullet hits your shoulder, another hits your gut, your leg, huh it's not even his bullet.
The police took to shooting the Head Shark before he got you and stray bullets hit you instead. Ten-twentyseven, the bullet shower ends and here you are, right under me." Samil pointed his Peacemaker at Sato-san's forehead. "Ten-twentyeight, the ambulance arrives and I make my appearance."
Samil's victim blinked a few times before widening his eyes in fear and realization. "S-Shi-" Sato managed to choke out.
"Huh? What are you trying to say?" The policeman leaned in closer to catch what Sato had said.
"G-Get away! Away! I will not d-die!" Sato tried to move away from Samil's pointed gun. Blood quickly reappeared under him.
"Ten-twentynine, ah, only a minute left." Samil cocked his gun. "Are you ready, Sato Daichi?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? No one's here, you're not going to die." The policeman tried to stop the feeble man from moving. "Stop! Stop, you're going to bleed all over again! Look, the EMT's are coming." He turned towards the men coming toward them. "Hurry, he's losing it!"
"Oh well, look at the time." Samil grinned. "His Un-Holiness will see you now."
Sato's face contorted into horror. Before he could let out a scream, Samil pulled the trigger.
-
"It's no good," an EMT shook his head. "He's gone now." Two EMTs came over and placed Sato's body in a body case and lifted him into the ambulance.
"Aa," the policeman kicked at the snow.
"Hey, are you new?" the EMT asked before he stepped into the vehicle.
"Ah, yes. I'm the new police officer, Chiba Isamu."
"Aa." the EMT bowed. "I am Sasaki Yuuma. Thank you for your cooperation, Chiba-san."
"Mm. Thank you, Sasaki-san."
-
Samil walked away from the scene and pocketed his Peacemaker.
"Azrael," he nodded at the tall figure who walked toward him.
"Samil; off to drink tea again?" Azrael got out a small hand notebook and pen from an inner coat pocket.
"Lemon tea at The Milky Way, as always." Samil answered.
-
Omake
Taken from the Tokyo Chronicle:
Another victim of the faux bank loan job. Sato Daichi died of gun shot wounds to the shoulder, stomach, and leg. Sato is survived by his wife and two children...continued to on page B4.
Taken from the Daily Tokyo Tabloid:
Update on the case of Sato Daichi and the Loan Shark Job! Sato left behind two wives and three children?! Second wife suspected to be late loan shark's wife! See page 15 for details!
~
"Mama, who is that lady in front of Papa's grave stone?"
"Ne, Mama, why did you bring Papa's fishing knife?"
Also crossposted tograpevines and originalfiction. Written for dailyprompt's Lemon Tea.
fandom or original fic genre: Original Fic
Characters/Pairings: Samil, Azrael, Chiba Isamu, Sasaki Yuuma/ No pairings
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 866
Author's Note: I don't write original fic usually D:
The snow crunched under his feet as he trudged towards his next victim. "It had to be in the damn fucking cold."
Bodies were laid around him, the snow was already tainted with their spilled blood. Policemen surrounded the area and checked the identification cards of the fallen men. "Ngh." He heard his victim rouse from his unconscious state. "Ngh, help. Someone, please, help," he weakly cried out.
"Ah, just wait, already. Always so impatient." He shoved his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out his Peacemaker. His victim was a middle-aged man, caught up in the game of fast money and easy breaks. He belonged nowhere near the tails of gangsters and loan sharks, but he needed the money to pay off some debt and what's better than getting rid of one debt and stepping into another, right?
He chuckled as he stood above his victim. This information played in his head over again while he twirled his Peacemaker around his index finger. "Good afternoon, Sato Daichi. I am Samil, your Peace Maker. In case you have forgotten the last 3 and half hours, let me give you the low down before your demise.
Sato Daichi, 31, married with two small children, leaves the house on his way to work at 7:00 ante meridiem. Nine-thirty am, you go on a short smoke break and receive the most peculiar text from the Head Shark, asking to meet at this very park.
At ten am, Mr. Boss Man lets you out on an early lunch break due to your stupendous fast-paced work and off you go. Ten o' five, you meet with Head Shark and the argument begins. Ten-ten, he pulls his gun on you, and you curse God and the Universe and the Head Shark's family tenfold."
"Someone!" His victim coughed up blood. "Someone, please! Over here!" A young policeman heard his cry and quickly ran over to help him.
"Don't worry, sir, an ambulance is on its way. You'll be fine." The young man pressed his hand onto the victim's bleeding wound.
"Not for long." Samil grimly smiled and continued to fill in the details of Sato-san's life. "Ten-twenty, police arrive and pull out their guns on the loan sharks, thanks to a little tip from the Head Gangster. Ten-twentyfive, the police try to coax the Head Shark into leaving you be, but that doesn't do because you've done some despicable acts against his person and he will not let you go - and thirty seconds later he shoots you. One bullet hits your shoulder, another hits your gut, your leg, huh it's not even his bullet.
The police took to shooting the Head Shark before he got you and stray bullets hit you instead. Ten-twentyseven, the bullet shower ends and here you are, right under me." Samil pointed his Peacemaker at Sato-san's forehead. "Ten-twentyeight, the ambulance arrives and I make my appearance."
Samil's victim blinked a few times before widening his eyes in fear and realization. "S-Shi-" Sato managed to choke out.
"Huh? What are you trying to say?" The policeman leaned in closer to catch what Sato had said.
"G-Get away! Away! I will not d-die!" Sato tried to move away from Samil's pointed gun. Blood quickly reappeared under him.
"Ten-twentynine, ah, only a minute left." Samil cocked his gun. "Are you ready, Sato Daichi?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? No one's here, you're not going to die." The policeman tried to stop the feeble man from moving. "Stop! Stop, you're going to bleed all over again! Look, the EMT's are coming." He turned towards the men coming toward them. "Hurry, he's losing it!"
"Oh well, look at the time." Samil grinned. "His Un-Holiness will see you now."
Sato's face contorted into horror. Before he could let out a scream, Samil pulled the trigger.
-
"It's no good," an EMT shook his head. "He's gone now." Two EMTs came over and placed Sato's body in a body case and lifted him into the ambulance.
"Aa," the policeman kicked at the snow.
"Hey, are you new?" the EMT asked before he stepped into the vehicle.
"Ah, yes. I'm the new police officer, Chiba Isamu."
"Aa." the EMT bowed. "I am Sasaki Yuuma. Thank you for your cooperation, Chiba-san."
"Mm. Thank you, Sasaki-san."
-
Samil walked away from the scene and pocketed his Peacemaker.
"Azrael," he nodded at the tall figure who walked toward him.
"Samil; off to drink tea again?" Azrael got out a small hand notebook and pen from an inner coat pocket.
"Lemon tea at The Milky Way, as always." Samil answered.
-
Omake
Taken from the Tokyo Chronicle:
Another victim of the faux bank loan job. Sato Daichi died of gun shot wounds to the shoulder, stomach, and leg. Sato is survived by his wife and two children...continued to on page B4.
Taken from the Daily Tokyo Tabloid:
Update on the case of Sato Daichi and the Loan Shark Job! Sato left behind two wives and three children?! Second wife suspected to be late loan shark's wife! See page 15 for details!
~
"Mama, who is that lady in front of Papa's grave stone?"
"Ne, Mama, why did you bring Papa's fishing knife?"
Also crossposted to
grapevines and originalfiction. Written for dailyprompt's Lemon Tea.