[Midnight, somewhere in greater Tokyo.]
"Bro, did you hear the rumors been going around?"
A guy with a spiky hair asked his companian while they loiter around in a dark alleyway while they smoke.
"What rumor? Is it about that JAV actress you like? What was her name again?" His companion, who's hair is completely white and his skin looks like overlapping scales answered him.
"Tsuki boing boing?" The spike hair asked back.
"...you didn't even remember her name.. fucking bastard." He punched the spikey hair's shoulder.
"Well i know her Star name is Tsuki.. and she got two huge Boing Boing, if you get what i'm saying." He motion over his chest. "But i'm not talking about her, i'm talking about the rumors."
"....." Scaley looked at him like he's an idiot. "dumbass, you still hadn't told me what the rumor is.." he let out a sigh.
"Don't be fucking rude, you talked about the Tsuki Boing Boing first, i was talking about the rumor!" Spikey shoot back at him.
"Yeah, sorry..." he massage the bridge of his nose. "Its just that i've been stressed.. the boss is making a fuss about this new hero.. well vigilante, most likely. Cause the way that bastard take out one of us, isn't how a hero's work.."
"Its a fucking wonder they hadn't put it out on the news.. that fucker is brutal." Scaley take a deep drag out of his cigarette as he watch the exit of the alley.
"Yeah, i was trying to talk about the rumors of that dude.." Spikey confirmed to his partner. "He's fucking brutal."
"The Night Butcher." Scaley let out a shiver.
"Did you saw the pictures that was going around the underground?"
"Who hasn't seen it? Its one of the few picture about the...." He stayed silent for a moment, trying to find the right word to describe about he had seen. "victims of that fucker."
"I never knew limbs could be that broken..." spikey rub his face as he light another cigarette. "Or be used like.... that."
"Me too, man.... me too."
"The dude's arm was basically so... so... i don't know the right word, man." Spikey shakes his head in frustration. "That fucker used the dude's arm as rope and wrap it tight around his throat!"
"Yeah, i know. I saw the picture too." He furrowed his brows. "The gangs in tokyo has been terrorized by this fucking bastard for close to 3 months now."
"You think the Night Butcher is sponsored by the hero commision?" Spikey looked to his friend and asked him.
"Could be, why else hasn't that fucker been caught by the heroes." He shrugged his shoulders. "There's no way the hero commision isn't in on this."
"True... true.." spikey nodded. "Or do you think that its just a good old vigilante bullshit?"
*thunk*
Both of them freezes as they turn toward the direction of the sound... its further down the dark alley.
"Uh.... what's that?" Spikey asked him.
"I don't know man.."
"You think it could be him?" Sweats start to beat on the spike haired thug's forehead.
"Nah, no way." Scaley take a deep breath. "We're too low leveled for that guy to come after.. we're just thugs, if the guy have a problem... it'll be with someone ranked higher than us.. or our boss."
"....." spikey stayed silent before he let out a breath. "Yeah... but you should check what it is, man... it could be someone spying on us."
"Why me, dude?" Scaley looked at him with a deadpanned view before he sigh and walk further down the dark alley. "You're a fucking pussy."
Spike watches his friend walked until the shadow took scale's form.
"...." after a few second of silence, Spikey call out to his friend.
"Kaito... stop playin.. what is it?"
Silence answered him before something made nosie in the darkness.
"*Hhrugk!*"
*crack* *crack*
Spikey freezes for a second, more sweat start to run down his forehead.
"Man.. this ain't funny..." he called out nervously. "You're pranking me aren't you?"
As he began to shakingly take a few step forward further down an alley.
He hear something behind him.
"Go to sleep."
Before he can shout, a hand covered his mouth with bone breaking grip as he is hurtled backward.
The last thing he sees is darkness as shsdows swallowed him whole.
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A few hours had passed.
Police's red and blue light, lighten up the alleyway as they started to tape up the crime scene and paramedics are tending to the two victims.
"You think its him?" A young junior officer asked his partner as they watch the paramedics twnd to the brutalize but still alive victim.
"Could be." His partner answered him. "It certainly fit the motive."
"Really? You've been in his other crime scene before?" The Young officer looked at her in intrigued.
"Yeah, this guy got it easy to be honest." She shrugged as she look down at the now brightly lit alley. "Last time i was at his crime scene.. was about a week ago."
"Why wasn't i'm called in?" The young officer asked her. "Is it cause i'm a rookie?"
"Yes, its because you're a rookie." She flicked his forehead which managed to make him back away a couple of step and hold it in pain.
"It was mostly for your own stomach's sake." She let out a sigh and shake her head. "I told em to not bring you there, you're my responsibility, rookie.. that also meant that your mental health is also my responsibility."
".....thanks i guess." I rub his forehead. "So what did you saw there?"
Seeing that her rookie is so curious, she decided to tell him. "Kid.. let me tell you this.. i've been an officer since i was 20 years old.. so about 15 years now... damn do i feel old."
Her eyes has a far off look as she looks at the victim that is being carted to the into the ambulance.
"This.. vigilante.. he didn't operate like the other vigilantes that had been around before." she tells him. "That i had met before."
"Most vigilante beat up thugs, maybe interfere in a villain attack or two." She take a deep breath and slowly let it out. "but they have limits, they wouldn't go as far as he did."
"What did he do? What made him so different?"
"Most vigilante does what they do because a few reason." She lifted a hand and start using it to count.
"First, Ego. Vigilantes have a big Ego because most of them think that they are better than pro-heroes or police like us, that they don't need proper training or certification, its why they don't go to hero school or police academy training."
"Second, Justice. This is similiar to the first point, except that they think that we are not good enough" she look at her junior partner in the eye. "They think that they could do better than us.. that we're too soft.. this kind of vigilante are the one with the most likely chance at killing their target, because in their mind.. they sre judge, Jury, and executioner."
"And the last one.. they're the hardest to fight."
"The last one is, malice or hatred.. this kind of vigilante is usually the one with the most reason to be a vigilante compared to the other 2 types."
She put down her hand back to her side.
"Its usually personal for them, either that we failed to save someone that they know."
"Or?" The Rookie asked her.
"Or that either us or the pro-hero let the perpetrator get away in the court of law." She explained to him.
"They are also the most likely to fight us, because they sees us as useless or an obstacle in their path to sought out their revenge."
The Rookie stayed silent as his brain processed this information.
"Okay... so what type do you think our vigilante is?" He asked her.
"The last one."
"...."
"Shit."
"Shit indeed." She let out a chuckle.
"You still hadn't told me what you saw though.. so spit it out." He give her a smile trying to lighten up the mood.
But after a few second, he can see that its not working, so he dropped his smile and let out a sigh.
"So its that bad, huh..."
"Yeah."
After a few more second of silence from them while they watched the ambulances leave the scene fo the crime with the 2 victims, she finally open her mouth again.
"It was a gang that dealt with child trafficking." She revealed to him. "What i'm about to tell you, doesn't leave your mouth, okay?"
Seeing the trust that she is giving to him, the young rookie nodded at her, happy that she gave him this kind of trust.
He knew whatever she is gonna say is way above his ranks, if he babble to anyone.. she's done for.
Seeing her Rookie being a good boy, she decided to talk in a low enough voice that only the two of them can hear as to not let the other officer investigating and securing the alley hear her.
"Like i said, it was a gang that deal in child trafficking." She whispered to him. "There we're close to 16 children when we arrive at the scene."
"As for the Child traffickers? Their body was all over the warehouse..." she shivered.
"They we're mangled... some have their limbs compeltely crushed.. some have claws mark and deep bite marks on their bodies as if they fought a beast..."
"But the worst? Its the.. members that has been castrated and having their... members.. shoved inside their own mouth..."
"Its an absolute miracle that no one died, mostly for the fact that the on scene medics are fast enough to save whats left of their life."
The rookie stayed silent in shocked.
"And... and what happened to the children?"
"Aside from the obvious... abuse... that they had when they were in the captives of those bastards?" She glance at her rookie. "They were fine.. the Night Butcher didn't harm them.."
"From what the children told us, the Night Butcher is extremely kind, some of the older ones.. about 15 to 16 years old, they told us that the Night Butcher was even kind enough to distract the other children with bunnies out of all things." She let out a sigh.
"Bunnies?" The rookie blinked.
"Yeah, bunnies.. ironically, this incident is the closest thing we had to a witness about how the Night Butcher looked and what his quirk does."
"Oh.. thats good news then."
"Well, i certainly consider it good news.. less scums being free to harm children, and we got more intel."
She let out a sigh. "But it could be in better condition i guess.. the older ones tried to look at what the Night Butcher did but they were frankly too horrified by the brutality.. the younger one? They were too swarmed by Bunnies to even see the Massacre.."
"So, whats the most important info you think came out of that?" Her rookie asked her in genuine curiosity. "And thanks for not bringing me there, i don't think i could sleep easy if i see what you saw."
"Other than we got a clue of how his quirk works?The most important thing that i considered the greatest intel we got? Is the fact that the butcher is short.. about 5 foot 7 or 5 foot 8, he got black hair, and wore a all black hoodie that covered his head."
"Uh, i don't wanna sound rude, but how is that the most important intel we got other than his quirk?"
She give him a deadpanned looked before she flicked his forehead again.
"Because before that incident, we have absolutely nothing about how he looked dumbass.. we know enough about his motives that he targeted child trafficking or other despicable group of people, but thats obvious since the get go."
She let out a sigh. "You'll need more time to grow before you become a full fledge cop.."
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