The Hinata's code

Last farewell

(Warning ⚠️ harsh environment ahead.)

In the middle of the night, a storm was approaching the city.

Dark clouds covered the entire city as if there was no moon that night.

Two dark figures can be seen lurking around a familiar house's premises.

A little child can be heard crying inside as a mother kept weeping as well.

Gunshots can be heard inside the house making the noise quiet as if nothing happened.

The two figures were inside the said house.

Blood was pouring outside of the entrance's doorway.

The polished wooden floor got dirtied by the red blood.

So fresh that the interior smelt like rusty metal.

The first figure sent a signal to take the mother and the child.

His partner nods in agreement as the shadow disappears inside the house looking for two people.

The first figure opened towards a hidden door that was behind their memento's wall.

A passage was leading to a laboratory.

It smelt like dead meat and antiseptic.

Like the hospitals.

Holding his breath the figure met the man.

"Looks like my secrets are out."

The man looked back, a dead carcass behind him on a table was found.

The figure scrunched his nose, displeased with what he saw.

"You've been gone for too long... It made me happy... Yet here you are..."

The man said as he takes off his surgical gloves to a bin.

He took his gun and points it toward the figure.

"Your existence is a sin."

The figure said with a serious tone.

The man in front of him could only laugh as he went straight towards the figure. He puts the gun onto the figure's head.

"So what? I have kept this secret of mine long enough for your mother not to notice..."

The man was about to pull the trigger when the figure snapped his hand before he could do it.

The man groaned as he saw his fingers broken.

The gun in his hands was now in the hands of the figure.

"Even if you kill me... What's done is done. The pain I had inflicted into your memory will remain forever."

The man said as he laughed sadistically.

He was no longer the father he knew.

How terrifying knowing anyone can be an actual psychopath behind their gentle smiles.

He knew the man lost his sense of humanity as his eyes were unfocused and dead.

He sees the children and the people as dolls and nothing more.

That's why he let him read a book of a story about a puppet and its life being nothing but a pawn to its puppeteer.

The master did not feel any remorse as he controls the puppet to his heart's desire.

And the worst thing about the story wasn't that.

But it was a real child.

A child that his wife gave birth to.

He used the child to get what he has always wanted.

It was nothing.

But.

Pain.

Suffering.

Hatred.

He loved chaos.

Loved.

Because the man was murdered by the same child he moulded into a killer and sinner.

The figure looked at his father one last time.

And he felt nothing.

It's alright.

He will never see his father again anyways.

*BANG!*

The bullet went through his head and hit the wall with his blood.

The man fell backwards and hit his body on the floor.

Shoyo looked at the stranger on the floor.

"I am not like you. I will never be. And will never be."

Shoyo walked out of the secret room.

He took off his mask.

And left it behind.

He left everything behind.

Once he steps out of the prison, he will live the life he has always wanted.

He will give love.

And he will accept the love back.

He won't be scared of living his life.

He has finished all of the things he was purposed to do.

He can finally give his mother and his little sister a hug filled with love and not fear.

As he no longer fears anyone.

But himself to lose his sanity.

But that will not happen.

As he knows once he steps on his Army's gate.

He will be welcomed with their loving arms.

He's not stupid.
He knows he loves them as well.

"Might as well start a big family."