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In the endless darkness, a man was struggling to escape from his shackles, he was stuck in a rusted metal beam at the center of the room. His head was completely covered by his black beanie that was pulled down to his neck.

He shook his body forcefully to each side in an alternating manner, hoping he could get a window to break free from his misery, from his cuffs that carved circles of cuts and marks at his wrists..

With his bleeding swollen lips and faint breath, he speaks with great desperation, "I need to get out of this f****** chains. Damn it..."

Each attempt by him was making the atmosphere more intense, making him more paranoid. He scratched the metal shackles against the beam. The screeching sound was bouncing at the walls of the abyss and pieces of rusted iron was raining down on his wounded wrists - a mark of a desperate fight for freedom after being locked up for days under the cold unknown place.

He stopped at scratching down the shackles' chain when he felt that some particles of the rust landed at his bloodied open cut, giving a spike of both irritation and a feeling of something was slicing through his flesh. The rust was mixing slowly with blood, creating streaks of orange and black across the spectrums of red.

He groaned in great pain and anger. His eyes were depressed, trying to make a glimpse of the surroundings between the strands of his beanie, in spite of the fact that he can't see anything but black and darkness alone.

For thirty dreadful minutes, the noise that ruled the entire space was the sound of the dancing chains, dragged and pulled at every possible angle, a tone of great eagerness to break free from his miserable state.

While he was busy to break loose, the old dusty lightbulb overhead of him lit up and gave a poor light under him. The moment he heard an electrical surge coming from above and only the small portion of his spot was lighted up faintly, he stopped, a voice echoed across the room. "What a lovely view I have from you. A struggling worm trying to escape."

With his remaining strength, he yelled long and firm in great anger while looking around through the gap of his beanie. "Shut the f*** up! Get your coward a** over here and face me like a man!"

The voice maliciously laughed at him. The person that was shrouded in the shadows walked around, each step was constantly solid and the helpless person that was tied at the beam was getting more mad.

"Ooh. The 'prey' is the one who is more brave than the 'predator'. What a stupid guy. You think you can do any better if 'I' will face your disgusting face?"

"F*--** You!" he said, as loud as his voice can go, pertaining the hatred to the one he didn't see.

The voice mocked a cough. "Excuse me? What did you say? F*** who? Me?" then it laughed more.

"I said, F***. You!"

Instantly, a punch from his right side landed hard at his face, snapping his head fast to the left and merely passing out because of the impact.

The man was silenced at the force of the punch he had taken. Because of it, blood and some of his removed teeth was pooling at his mouth.

"So.... how about now? Can you still say those words again, huh?" it said.

The guy remained silent. Then it walked back at the shadows and grabbed some papers that was resting on a greased metal table.

While holding a bunch of paper, the person read the content of it in front of the cuffed guy. "Hm... A saviour of the city...." then the person practically dropped the paper while walking around.

".... A role model of the generation...." then dropped again the paper.

".... Yuuma, the humble man of Vocesai." It read, then made a comment. "Do you know how many of the people of Vocesai you deceived by your evil works, huh?"

"I deceived no one! I-" Yuuma said, letting the pool of blood drip down from his damaged mouth.

"THAT'S A LIE!" it yelled. "You are brave enough to say those words at my face! Do you know what have you done!"

"Heh, I am just a simple businessman of the city. What are you talking about?"

"Simple?" the voice started to be tainted with anger. "That's b******t! How can you explain the trucks that was seized at the city docks last week? Those f*****g trucks loaded with dangerous items?"

"What dangerous items? Those trucks of merchandise that I chose to donate to all the children and on those kids who were unable to purchase one, is that what you call dangerous!?"

"You shut your mouth of that nonsense you sh***y greedy businessman before cut your dirty tongue! Those merchandise contains chemicals that is bad to the children's health."

Yuuma sniffed. "Are you insane, I am doing goodwill at the children of the city and you, some s****y vigilante wannabe, had done this injustice to me? Accusing me of harming children?"

The person raised both of its hands and made a crazy look at him. "You call this act an injustice to you? And you are calling me a vigilante!? Are you kidding me!" then it kicked Yuuma's abdomen, making him groan in pain again. "I have a proof and I am no vigilante, I am just doing my job to purify the city by the likes of you and your trashy businesses!"

Yuuma coughed and his head held down. "Shut up. You f*****g uneducated people who only know how to do baseless s***. What a pitiful life you had."

After that statement, he again received a kick.

"Again, I am innocent on whatever you are accusing to me. Just let me go for f*****g sake!"

The person walked closer to Yuuma, the moment that the light had struck its body, he got an idea on who was the person based on what he was seeing through the gaps of his beanie.

"Crimson... You --"

"Yeah.. It's me. Got problems?" then she pulled off the beanie that covers Yuuma's swollen face. "Speak now or else--"

When he knew that Cul was responsible for his capture, he cast an evil smile. "Would you look at that face. Crimson, The Iron Solari of The Red Squad was the one who wants to get me out of business."

"Yes I am. No more, no less. The one who will end your good days as a trash to the city. I am glad that you and the others have heard of my name."

Yuuma looked at Cul. "Heh, who wouldn't forget your name to our group? You are the one who killed our boss Taito last year at our hideout. You are the one who destroyed our lead factory a month ago... And you.. are the reason why that garbage school still stands today. That should have been our group's factory site and not that stupid school!"

Cul made a step close. "But I'm just wandering, after all that thing that I've done to make your group still buried down to the depths of hell, still you have that face to show here and be a 'nice guy' to all the children here. I thought that you hate school and kids, so why is that? It seems kinda confusing to me." then she turned away from Yuuma, making small steps around. "Since you're gonna die here, why won't you tell me right now? Who knows, maybe if I came across one of your comrades, I can tell what you have done."

He laughed painfully, spitting some blood and a tooth at the dirty blood stained concrete. "Heh, you are right, maybe I will die right here so I will tell you. The reason why I am doing that was to destroy the minds of those stupid children, those little annoying brats. You see, transporting a dangerous substance like lead was prohibited by your f*****g governor since you exposed our modus so I think of an idea on how to enter the substance in the Vocesai area."

"And that 'clever' - and stupid - idea was to..."

He continued, "... Was to conceal lead through plastic toys that the kids were after. Since my main objective was to put all of it to the city water supply, I painstakingly coated each toy with portentous amounts of lead to make it effective to destroy each and everyone of your minds! Anyway who would notice that those shiny toys would cost their sanity later on?"

"But I know that you need to declare those large amounts of whatever shipment you have through the secretary of the Vocesai in order to --"

"That's where I used my charm to her in order to get a special access at the city."

"You used her, to put your evil plan to work?"

"Yes, if that was needed in order to make you all sick. Besides, the secretary was also a stupid person. She thought that I loved her, so I played along. Heh, fooling her heart was easier than I expected."

"What a douche, you broke an innocent girl's heart. What a shame, you indeed deserve to rot at that post!"

He smirked. "I don't care. She was a stupid person. Such a lame, nonsense life she had. I thought that I would have a good time with her but I expected too much."

Then Cul made a taunting smile at Yuuma.

"What are you smiling for, kill me now. That's what you're after, right? Killing and destroying lives."

"Well, killing and destroying was second at my list. Bringing justice at my style is what I'm after." then Cul turned her sight at her back and pertained the next line to someone else. "Now you know the truth, it came from that b******t's mouth, do you believe me now?"

Yuuma's eyes grew wide. "Who are you talking to Crimson?"

A young female stepped out from the shadows and stopped beside Cul. Her eyes was looking unto Yuuma with mixed hatred and disbelief.

"You used... Me to do your plan?" the girl asked Yuuma with her pain lingering at each word. "Why you have to do this to me!"

Cul handed over a gun to the girl's hand.

"What he confessed recently was enough Aria. He did use you and never loved you the entire time. But still, you have his fate, I'll leave you here with him. After all things between you and him was settled, meet me upstairs." then Cul patted lightly Aria's back then she left the two in the basement of her house.