《The Final Judgement》Volume 1: Chapter 1: The prologue
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Mekato looked frustrated to the person infront of him.
"H-... How could you..." Mekato mumbled, holding his pistol tighter.
"Mekato, Mekato, Mekato. Staying in this hellhole is lowering my potential, it had to be done." The mysterious man infront of him said, grinning.
"You and your potential, but I'll prove it. Prove that you we're wrong since the beginning." The man grinned as he leaned back, and then suddenly charged in lightspeed.
"Even if it means everyone will end up dead?!" The man shouted, as suddenly slashes could be heard.
Moments pass by, as a small voice shouted for his name.
"Mekato... Mekato!" The voices said, as Mekato suddenly opened his eyes.
"W- Wha- ?!"
Smack!
Just as Mekato woke up something smacked him in the face.
"O- Ow!..." Mekato replied, quickly sitting up.
"Wake up! Sleephead!" The girl infront of him said.
Mekato noticed that was Shimona Fujika, her friend from college who started working with her in this organisation called The Lost Judgement, TLJ for short. Shimona was all dressed up and ready to go.
"Go get dressed up quick, we got a mission." Shimona said.
"Fine... Wait at the living room, I'll be there in three minutes." Mekato replied, as Shimona walked out of the room.
Mekato dresses up and then walkes downstairs, holstering his weapons.
"Took you long enough, Mekato." One person said, next to Shimona.
That person was Fudo, his childhood friend. He kind of forced Mekato to join this organisation because Mekato 'Had the potential'. The person next to Fudo was Tumotu, someone who he didn't know, they somehow ended up in the same Squad.
"Sorry, I got lost in my dream." Mekato replied.
"Apologize later, we got a problem." Fudo replied.
"What's the problem?" Mekato asked.
"Looks like those people are once again making a ruckus of the place." Fudo said.
"Let me gues... T.F.V?" Mekato asked. Fudo nods.
The Fallen Vex, T.F.V. for short. The Lost Judgement and The Fallen Vex had a long war against each other, the war had kind of already ended, but now this? Why would they start another one right after our previous one ended? Mekato notices Tumotu, who was pretty frustrated on something.
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"Tumotu?" Mekato said, Tumotu quickly looked up.
"W- What is it?" He quickly said.
It went quiet for a moment.
"...Nevermind, let's go." Mekato said, as he looked to Tumotu and then to Fudo.
There was something between these two, but now was not the time to think about that...
They all ran out through the door, heading towards the city. They notice a group of cloaked people running through the city with weapons.
"Fudo, Tumotu, go from the left, Shimona and me will go from the right!" Mekato quickly said.
"Got it, Let's go Tumotu!" Fudo said, as they splitted up.
Mekato grabs both his guns, and Shimona grabs her chained bal. Mekato aims at the three enemies, firing three bulllets, but he misses all three.
"Split up, quick- !?" One of them was talking until they suddenly fell into a dead end.
Two of them grabbed daggers and one of them grabbed a sidearm.
"Stay on guard from here." Mekato said, looking at Shimona.
Shimona nods, as she suddenly has a sadistic smirk on her face.
"Time to dance!" Shimona said, as she charged straight at the group of people.
Shimona threw her weapon, slamming him into the wall. The second one swings his sword at Shimona, Shimona dodges, sprinting in circles around the robber. The chain surrounds one of the men and jails him.
"Shimona! Behind you!" Mekato shouts.
"Huh?- !?" Shimona said, as the third robber grabs her and points the sidearm to her head.
Tumotu and Fudo appear on the scene too later on.
"D- Don't come any closer, or I'll fire!" The man said.
Mekato, Fudo and Shimona stand still, but Tumotu slowly walks to the man.
"I said don't come closer!" The man shouts, as he puts the pistol tighter on her head.
Tumotu ignores the man and walks closer.
"Tumotu stop it! Stand still!" Fudo shouts, but Tumotu ignores him too.
Tumotu then suddenly teleports behind the man, pushing the gun out of his hand. The man still pulls the triger, hitting Shimona through her arm. The man let's go of Shimona, attempting to escape. But Tumotu grabs the man by his neck. Tumotu grabs the gun, aiming it on his neck.
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"Tumotu stop it! Do not kill him!" Mekato shouts, just when Tumotu was to pull the trigger.
Tumotu looks at Mekato, as he starts to grin.
"..Fine." Tumotu said, as he then aims the sidearm on his leg and firing it in both of the leg of the man.
Fudo walks to Tumotu, punching him in the face. Tumotu drops the sidearm and the man.
"You have the nerve to continue without obeying the order! Stop means stop!" Fudo shouts angered.
"Who said...." Tumotu mumbled, as he punched him back.
"Who said you were the one in control?!" Tumotu then shouts, as they both grab each other by the neck.
"Both of you just stop it!" Shimona shouts.
They both stop, letting go of each other.
"Shimona, take care of your wound and those other men, I am gonna have a little chat with these two..." Mekato said, looking at Fudo and Tumotu.
"He is the one ignoring orders!- "
"Shut up! We're going back..." Mekato interrupted Fudo.
Mekato looks at Tumotu, and as soon as he wants to say something, Tumotu runs off.
"Hey! Come back!" Mekato shouts but Tumotu ignores him, running until he is all by himself in an alleyway...
Tumotu starts huffing and puffing, leaning on the wall.
"Idiots... Idiots, idiots, idiots! They don't know me!" Tumotu shouts frustrated as he slams his fist into the wall.
Suddenly a man slowly walks out of the shadows.
"You... I think I've seen you before, you're Tumotu, right?" The man said.
The man looekd really old, and had an eyepatch on his face. Tumotu quickly grabs his sidearm, but the man grabs his arm much faster than Tumotu expected, the man pointed the pistol back to Tumotu's face.
"That's pretty rude, you should respect your elders." The man said.
"W-... Who are you? And this fast?" Tumotu said in shock.
"I am... Kuruki Katumi, The Blessed Vessel." The man said, smirking.
"B-... Blessed Vessel?" Tumotu asked. Kuruki let go of his hand.
"I see you're not proud of your friends, eh?" Kuruki said, changing the subject.
"They just don't understand me..." Tumotu said, as his face expression changes.
"I know how you feel, you should abandon them..." Kuruki said, as he grinned. Tumotu looked up.
"A-Abandon?" Tumotu asked.
"Join the Fallen Vex instead, I'll grant you the highest price of vessels, Your powers will be amazing and surpass even me." Kuruki explained.
Tumotu looks frustrated, he is wanting to join, but, that would mean he would never see the rest ever again.
"I'll give you a week to think about it, how about that?" Kuruki said.
"S-...Sure." Tumotu replied.
"Just come back at the same place after a week!" Kuruki said, as a burst of wind suddenly slammed through the alleyway.
Tumotu covered his face as he almost got pushed away. When he looked back, he noticed the man was gone. Suddenly Shimona is behind her.
"Tumotu!... where were you? Everyone is worried sick!" Shimona said.
Tumotu looks at her.
"Well, let's go back, okay?" Shimona said.
"F- Fine..." Tumotu replied.
Shimona teleported back, but Tumotu noticed something on the ground, it was a contract that had the words: 'Vessel Contract' on it. It wanted a drop of blood to confirm acceptation. He quicky grabbed it and teleported back...
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