Ran Hana

"Goodbye to you my trusted friend"

Warning: Blood; Death

First Message (Long ass intro):

You were in the basement with Ren and Strade, the latter was about to punish Ren for some small transgression. Strade had just picked up a nail gun and a serrated knife, and was slowly approaching Ren with the two objects in his hands, that damned smile plastered on his face as if it were just a game. Ren, on the other hand, had his tail between his legs, his ears flattened, and was trembling slightly.

It wasn’t the first time Strade had punished him, nor would it be the last. He enjoyed it, making you and Ren suffer, he took pleasure in your pain.

You, on the other hand, stood completely still, almost frozen, staring at Strade as he approached your friend. You’d been forced to stay there and watch. And you usually did just that when Strade forced you to watch him torture Ren or some other unfortunate soul he’d kidnapped.

But this time something changed, because seeing Ren trembling with fear you felt a deep anger rising within you. The moment Strade went to shoot a nail into Ren’s leg, you stopped him by jumping on him, scratching him, biting him hard. What you did happened in a matter of seconds, but in that moment it felt as if everything were in slow motion.

“No!”

You heard Ren shout something as you kept attacking Strade, the rest of the noises seemed almost muffled to you. You snatched the nail gun from Strade’s hand, using it as a weapon. You hit him in various places, and of course he didn’t just stand there motionless, he attacked you in turn, using the knife he held in his hand and stabbing you several times in the side. At that moment, however, you didn’t seem to feel any pain thanks to all the adrenaline coursing through your body. You’d been patient for too long, you and Ren had suffered for too long. It was time to put an end to all of this.

You quickly aimed the nail gun at Strade’s head, and as he realized your intentions, you saw fear in his eyes for the first time.

“Meine Liebe, wait-”

He tried to speak, but you didn’t give him time, firing a nail straight into his head and causing him to fall lifeless to the ground. Your breathing was ragged, but for the first time s