The Serpent Inside (A Karmagisa Fanfiction)

27: Good Girl

"Let's go get him." 

Irina's declaration rang through the room, a bloodlust in her eyes that nobody had seen from her. A malicious smirk grew on Karma's face.

"I'll be taking this with me." He held up the knife Hiromi had used to keep Nagisa complacent.

"We'll be taking these." Chiba and Hayami held up two real pistols.

"What are we waiting for! Let's get Karasuma-sensei and go! We don't have time to get Korosensei!" Kurahashi declared as she ran to the staff room and notified their other teacher.

Karasuma came into the room, radiating bloodlust like Irina.

"Let's go get back my son." Karasuma ordered as they ran towards the dot on the map.

"Turn left here!" Ritsu instructed as the class ran though the forest.

"LEFT!" Karasuma yelled. The class turned and came to the alleged river.

Karma looked to the water and saw the familiar red of Nagisa's phone case on the bank of the river. Jumping down, he picked it up and turned it over, seeing a small crack across the screen.

'Nagisa's gonna flip when he sees this.' Karma laughed slightly to himself as he put the phone in his zipper pocket.

Looking through the trees, he saw the faint roof of the factory.

"He's likely being held up in the factory, his mother, while deranged and psychotic, knows that the police are looking for her, so she won't go anywhere with him that's out in the open or a likely location, like their old apartment." Irina deduced.

"So? What are we waiting for! She could be torturing Nagisa as we speak!" Nakamura shouted as she ran towards the building, Karma and Kayano hot on her heels.

Once they got to the building, the looked into the top floor window and strained their ears.

"Aren't you Mommy's good little girl?"

Everyone's faces curled in disgust at hearing Hiromi's sickeningly sweet voice.

"Well!? Aren't you Mommy's little obedient daughter!?"

No response.

SLAP

"WHAT DO YOU SAY TO ME!?"

"I-I'm your good little... g...girl..." Nagisa's broken high-pitched voice sounded through the factory.

E Class entered and hid on the top balcony. They looked down to the bottom floor and some of the girls began to cry.

Nagisa was sitting on a chair, a spotlight from the roof shining on him. His hair, normally kept up in pigtails even though he'd been offered a chance to cut it on many occasions, flowed down his shoulders and lay limply, as if dead around his face. His eyes were glossy, showing how he was obviously restraining his bloodlust from lashing out and killing the woman in front of him. His normal school clothes had been thrown to the side, ripped up and stained with blood. No doubt whose. The boy, instead, was wearing a long crimson ball down type dress, and two black heels, probably around an inch or two in height. He had a pink bow on top of his blue hair, and if you squinted you could see it too was tinged with the crimson substance on everything else.

Karma growled as he realized why his dress was crimson- so nobody could see the blood.

That didn't mean they couldn't smell it. With the heightened senses of everyone in the class the salty iron smell penetrated their nostrils and clouded their already bloodlust-driven thoughts to even darker places.

Nagisa's hands twitched slightly, forming words in the hand signals they'd learned.

'Leave before she notices you.'

The class shouldn't have been surprised that their resident assassin could tell they were there.

Karma shook his head and glared down at Nagisa.

"What are you doing Nagisa-chan?" Hiromi asked. Nagisa froze up.

"Nothing, Oka-san!" Nagisa declared, his voice much more feminine than normal.

"Good girls don't lie to their mothers!"

"I-I promise! It was nothing!"

"I DON'T BELIEVE YOU! YOUR FRIENDS ARE HERE, AREN'T THEY!"

Nagisa's eyes subconsciously flickered up towards his friends, giving away their position to Hiromi.

The madwoman turned to them and began to laugh manically as she took out a gun.

"FOUND YOU!"