Yakuza | DISCONTINUED | 2023 VERSION AVAILABLE NOW

The Pursuit

Edited on July 14 2016, 7:10 PM

"And you can track them with this?"

Ivan nodded, "Simply put, Akane wouldn't let herself be too far from them, so their Nen presences are easy to locate."

Illumi just remained at the side, arms crossed and back to the wall. One feet behind the other, his narrowed eyes glance at Akira and Ace every now and then. She was intent on tracking the two down with a paradoxical aura, and Ace was intent on being there for her. He seemed to be, but Illumi shouldn't care. Their friendship ended long before it started, so why he should deliberate about anything related to her, he did not know.

"You don't know what you're doing here, do you?"

He turned to the female superior who offers a supportive smile, but didn't indicate a yes. "You're all wasting my time."

He preferred to kill than be jealous, simply put.

Amira looked back to her sister, before leaning against the wall beside Illumi, "She's in no condition to explain to you that the twins aren't biologically part of the family."

Once again, there was a lack of reaction. However, aside from Akira, she (Amira) understood his unspoken words as well.

"There's actually three of us girls. The youngest is with our real mother, but we also theorize that they're under Akane's wing. I want your participation, Illumi Zoldyck." She turns her head, and he side glances her.

"You're asking me as Illumi Zoldyck." He stated with bewilderment, "Not Illumi? Not the man that became infatuated?"

"Infatuated? With whom?" She perked up, and he sighed, "It's nothing. I can't help you, senpai, I'm sorry." He made to leave before she grabbed his arm.

"I'm asking you as a superior."

He remembered that time. When Amira would often sneak into their estate and help Kikyo distract Silva so he could play outside. He wasn't able to actually see what he did to his wife the first time he found out the truth, and didn't want to ask Amira about it. For one, since then, her eyes were replaced by a machinery. Illumi truly loved his mom, so he didn't ask. He strived to be the perfect son for both her and Silva, and for a while it worked, but when Killu was born... he faded out. Returned to the only person who treated him as he was at that time.

"I'm rejecting you as an inferior." He pulls his arm away and makes his way out the darkness, easily maneuvering through the infested estate.

Akira frowned, then turned back to the monitors. "You shouldn't have done that."

"It was worth a shot, Kira." Amira went back, but she was still tense about it. "What were you thinking, bringing him here?"

"I want to show him I trust him with this kind of information." She calmly replied, but Akira was trying to keep her cool as well. "Nee-sama, if I can't trust him, then neither should you."

"Not just because there's a possibility that we fight with his family doesn't make him someone you should be strangers with! Kira, he's your Certain!"

"And I hate that he is!!" Her hands flew up, "Maybe I am preparing myself to fight him. Akane has blueprint copies of their Estate and data that reached even Alluka! Even people that doesn't have anything to do with the Zoldycks and Yakuzas can or will get involved!"

"Akira, that's enough." Ace firmly said, and her, taken aback, had no choice but do so. She sensed his composure, and didn't want to shake it however possible.

Illumi returned to chasing Killua and Alluka. Maintaining the mindset of an assassin, he's still very much confused at Amira's reason into making him know all of this. He had every right to be doubting his own connections with the two sisters, yet conflict is created in him because of a thing he can't quite put a finger on. Or, something he doesn't want to come to terms with.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"There. We hacked her, she's using a computer!" Ivan got off from the seat all of a sudden, pointing to a blinking red dot on a monitor as the rest huddled to it. Akira quickly Manipulated her hair up and spread her hands, letting the familiar brown gloves coat them before she grabbed a trench coat and brought her arms in its sleeves. The sound and signal quickly disappeared, but they already got the data by then.

"Kira, it's in the hospital you were born in." he said again, and she stopped, "The both of us?"

"Yes. It's also the core of Roamers and Dwellers. They could be millions!"

She ignored them, pulling off the cover of a pile of polished and high-quality guns, knives, and other gear. "I don't think that matters."

~*~

The quiet sound of the tires against the granite ground falls on deaf ears as Akira pushes the motorbike full throttle towards the area indicated in the system of the vehicle. She skidded off to a stop, not minding that the beautiful black Ducati was practically thrown off, only thankful that it was silent enough. She eyed the large abandoned hospital in the dark, crimson orbs almost vibrant against the dark shadow from the clouds that night. With a deep breath, she stepped into the smooth marble floor, cautious even at the reception of the building.

"Give me a cue." Amira said through the earpiece, followed by quick sounds of air and Ace almost panting his lungs out, "Let me ride that Ducatti next time, alright?!" Akira ignored that part, and then went to the elevator in time for some guards to come blindly shooting at the walls on either side of her.

Once she got in the elevator, she opened the doors and set Conjured explosives on the metal bars. After that, her ascension continued until the topmost floor, in time for static to enter her earpiece.

"I know what you're doing, and let me tell you a thing." the cries of Yukiko and Milla were heard in the back, which only fueled Akira's crimson eyes.

"It's not going to work?" a trigger similar with those she planted materialized in her left palm, before she leaped off the metal bar she was standing on, sliced through the elevator entryway, and landed on the tiled floor smoothly. "Try me."

She pressed the trigger with her thumb. Consecutive explosions immediately shook the building, but Akira just stood and walked like it was nothing.

"There's your cue."