"Tch. How disappointing. So this is really it."
The young man looked up at the sky, pocketing his hands, before facing everyone, clearing his throat with the intent of getting everyone's attention. Perhaps it was time to reward their decisions. Or at least, acknowledge them.
"Now, I must say... I am not disappointed that I ultimately became the one you would all vote off, but rather, how it came to that. I wanted to end up saying how much your investigative skills impressed me... but it seems that at the end of the day, you all rely on following whatever seems to be the most convenient path rather than think for yourself and do some actual investigating to see what conclusions you yourself would draw," Shiki said in a somewhat berating manner, before eventually continuing,
"Perhaps then, you all could have grown as people. Your juicy brains could have grown, but no, you decide to conform to whoever takes charge without another thought. Hm... perhaps I should have killed Booker instead. Back in Gotham City. But... it is what it is."
"Still, I suppose that ultimately will matter very little. At least, in this case. After all, whether from chance or blind luck, you're all correct. I am a Traitor," he revealed nonchalantly, with no special emphasis on any of his words,
"Though... aside from a select few, like Kalifa and Kaku, none of you actually suspected, did you? Leaving others to do the thinking, and following along... You'll run yourself off a cliff if you all keep doing that, you know."
"But I digress. Perhaps a murderer, an oh-so feared Traitor, has no place to say such things. But... well, those kinds of morals never stopped me from killing, eh? If I did, perhaps that old geezer and that broad would still be alive."
- - -
Flash.
It occurred when Shiki Nanaya was sure that nobody was watching.
Two targets for one to dispatch. Two well-trained, well-disciplined warriors. At least, for human standards. For a real professional like Shiki, their abilities meant nothing to him. Using his powers to conceal his presence completely from the two soldiers, Shiki tightened his grip on one of the arrows he had obtained from Aqua's back in the virtual reality. The lone weapon that he had decided to use.
With his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, he could be carrying a pen, and as long as he was swift enough, he could kill anyone or anything with it. All he needed to do was either trace the lines his Mystic Eyes saw to cut something off, or stab the points of death he saw to instantly kill. Thus, he could kill as well, if not better, than most people who used whatever blade they wished. Hell, he wouldn't even need a blade. He could use his bare hands if he wanted to, as demonstrated when he ripped apart a shark from the inside, as witnessed by Sophie, Ruby, and a few select others.
The kill happened in a flash. Quite literally.
At supersonic speeds, he zipped right in front of Lisa Castle. Before she could possibly react, he turned around and brought the arrow into her chest, impaling her right in her point of death, instantly killing her. Driven by bloodlust, he gave a few more stabs for good measure. And then the old geezer would ruin his fun.
He attempted to resist. Shiki cut him down.
To specify, using his sonic speeds, Shiki dashed forward and traced the line of death on Frank's arm with the arrow, instantly cutting it off, blood spraying everywhere, though the calculated murderer was mindful enough to avoid it and make sure each drop avoided him.
But that wasn't enough.
Using imaginary momentum from his sonic capabilities, he knocked Frank onto the ground, driving the arrow right into his body, penetrating his point of death and instantly killing him as well.
"Ga... haha... hahaha...!!" Shiki laughed softly, barely able to contain his glee.
It felt so good to kill. It felt so
fucking good to kill. It felt so
fucking good that he wanted to explode. Hell, it was even better than getting his rocks off with some girl he might stumble across. It was better than any of the normal pleasures that a normal person would enjoy.
Truly, man was the greatest game of all.
Normally, he'd settle for a non-human. Maybe some sort of demon. But that was a pain. There weren't very many active demons or something of the like around. It irritated him to no end. So he had to make do. And make do he did.
Either way, leaving the arrow in, deciding that he could implicate some of the others, more notably arrow users and sword users, that was when the young Nanaya would flee, regrouping with the rest of the Survivors the next chance he got.
- - -
"Ah... such an experience that was," he spoke, fondly remembering his kill,
"But I suppose you have all caught up to me. I won't say something ridiculous like telling you I was under the influence of Akibahara. I simply wanted to kill. I wanted to cut flesh. I wanted to draw blood. So I did. It's in my nature, as a murderer."
Your communicators would suddenly beep, and Chris would appear, remaining on standby at the Coalition Headquarters while the rest of the forces fought off the Northern Forces.
"So that's it, huh... Coming clean when you've been discovered. Well, if it's as you say, then I'm obligated to beam you over to the headquarters. If you're actively aware of your deeds, then if nothing else, I'll simply detain you to prevent you from committing any more murders. And then you--" Chris began to say, before Shiki suddenly cut him off.
"That won't be necessary," Shiki said confidently, as though he believed he was the one in charge here,
"I'm nearing the end of my cycle anyway. Soon, my strength will completely falter, and little Shiki Tohno will return. Me, on the other hand... I'll be gone. Trapped as a shadow within his mind. That will be the end of my killings. You have my word," he said. Far be it from a normal person to take the word of a killer, eh?
"Besides, I can imagine that you have your hands full with the commotion going on with... Mercy or whoever is attacking. Wouldn't want you to waste your resources."
"..."
"Shiki Tohno is a good boy. Too good for my liking. Others might agree. He is not capable of harming others who have not wronged him or those he cares for. I'm sure you'll all be in good company with him. Well, once he gets over accidentally murdering, even if little innocent Tohno didn't even know what he was doing. It was always me after all. The murderer who could never come to understand anyone. The killer who only acted because he wanted to. The killer who acted for himself."
But even so...
"Still, I must say... I had fun while it lasted. Bashing in Mr. Naegi's face, teasing Ms. Sakuya, carrying around Ms. Junko, messing with ol' Riley... It was all quite an interesting experience. I only wish I could have stuck around for longer. But things like friends, things I was once uninterested in, are a luxury I do not deserve. And unlike other things I do not deserve, friendship, cliche as it might sound, is something I cannot take for myself."
"You... What are you...?"
"Don't worry about it. Let's just say... I've done the cleansing process for you already. The next time I wake up, I won't be here anymore. Shiki will be back to his regular self, and everything will be hunky-dory again. And then there will only be one Traitor left."
...
"But in any case, I suppose that's enough of the spotlight for me. You all have a Divergent Catalyst to destroy, and I'm sure that'll emotionally kill you. Shame I won't get to see more of those killings. But in any case... farewell. It's been fun. But who knows? Maybe we'll see each other again. Real soon..."
And without another word, Shiki quietly fainted, his body suddenly going limp and falling to the floor.
Three Traitors have been apprehended. Only one remained.
@Everyone
