Chapter 30 : Just a Game
Aymichi
I was beginning to regret having gone ahead with killing
Tachikawa, the police were on my trail. I couldn't get out of
Odaiba. I sat rethinking my decisons, could I have done anything
more to better my situation. I pulled my jacket closer around me,
I should have stolen a thicker one, but this one had looked
better at the time. I pushed myself deeper into the tiny niche
behind an air conditioning unit on the roof of an apartment in
the middle of the city. I was safe for the time being.
Maybe I was taking this too seriously. I've told myself before it
was only a game, win or lose. Just a game, to see how many of
them I can take down before I'm finally caught, arrested, and
taken away. How many can I take with me to hell? Sometimes that's
what it feels like, a game. But other times, it seems more than
that. Like when you're playing a game. Doesn't matter what kind
of game, a video game, a racing game, whatever. When you're on
the edge and about to fall, it becomes more than just a game. It
becomes a matter of life and death, no matter how stupid or
obsure it sounds.
It's human I guess. Human to not be able to stand losing. Human
to want to give it all you have to win. Humans are insane. So
what do I consider my situation now? A game? Or life? Both. But I
can't lose now. I haven't gone far enough yet. I've only killed
two of them. There are six left. I have to complete my goal. I
have to kill them all. Or at least half. At least that much. At
least four of them have to accompany me to hell. I took out my
knife and began drawing designs in the thick layer of dust and
dirt that covered the roof of the building. The designs were
random, swirling circular shapes. My mind was in another world
completely. Reliving three nights ago.
~Flashback~
I dashed our of the room, a strange fear immediately taking over
my bloodlust. I could not afford to be caught now. My footsteps
did not make too much sound, especially not with Takenouchi's
screams still streaming out of the bedroom. Was there a phone in
that room? Had they called the police yet? How much time did I
have? I didn't want to try the front door, because if police were
on their way, I would collide with them. How much time did I
have?
Stop panicing, I commanded myself. Think! The window was the
easiest way. You can escape to the roof and down into the
alleyways. "Fuckit, why didn't I just hightail out of here
when I had the chance?" I mumbled. I shoved my knife back
into my jacket and hefted the living room window open. It got
stuck halfway, the opening wasn't big enough for me to go
through. Damn.
My eyes franticly scanned the area for another window. Damn. I
went into another room, a bedroom, a window. I lifted it open.
Damn thing hadn't been opened in *way* too long. And there was
pounding at the door. That fast!? How long has it been? A few
damn minutes? Fuck. "Open up! This is the police!" I
forced the window up all the way, then climbed through, feet
first. There wasn't an emergency fire escape, I had no support
for myself.
Damn. Well, the Izumis certainly paid less for this dump than
Tachikawa. I held on my the windowsill and closed the window,
maybe they'd think I went out the other window as opposed to this
one now. I gripped the brick tightly, it was a three story drop
into a trash dump. Hmm, could I make the jump without any
injuries? Did I have a choice? Fuck. I could hear heavy footsteps
in the house now, the police had come in. I didn't have a choice,
I let go of the windowsill.
I was lucky. Saturday was trash pick up day, and today was
Friday, so the dump was filled with the week's trash. Well, maybe
not too lucky. I was stuck waist deep in rotten food and other
disgusting household disposables. I wriggled out of the trash and
stepped into the dark, unlit alley. Good thing I was use to these
wonderful envirments. My left leg hurt a bit, since I had landed
on it, but it seemed alright. I put my back against the wall of
the apartment building and stayed in the shadows, moving as
cautiously away.
The back side of the building was against that of another
apartment complex, I ducked under that apartment's fire escape
and slowly made my way further and further away from the Izumi's
residence. Where to now? Were the police following me? I couldn't
tell, the cars in the street made too much noice for me to notice
them by sound. Where can I go? A taxi? Would that work?
I knew my picture had been broadcasted on local television, but
how many people watch the news? Listen to it? No, I can't put my
trust in the ignorance of people. Because there were people who
watched the news. And what if one of them happened to be the taxi
that would pull up if I waved for one? What to do? What to do?
There's no way I can sneak out of town on foot, so I guess I'll
just have to stake out for now. And take whatever chances I may
get to take down the rest of them.
Where would be the last place they would look? They expect me to
run. They expect me to try and get out of town. They don't expect
me to stay in town do they? Perhaps not, but where? The worst
would be if they figured out the connection between my victims.
If they could figure out who I was after next. That would be the
worse, so they would surround the remaining Digidestines' homes.
They would look for me near there. So, I'd have to hide away from
them.
The outskirts of Odaiba was always a good place to hide, it was
full of abandoned buildings and tons of homeless drunks and
bandits. I would be able to hide among them..., but they would
look at the borders. It wouldn't be safe for long. And besides,
living with those weird hobos was never a good experience. They'd
rob you blind as soon as you fall asleep. So where can I hide?
I mentally pictured the city in my head. The Kamiyas and
Takenouchi lived on the South side. Kido, Southeast...Izumi,
east. That left me a good range of territory to retreat to. There
was an old abandoned factory in West Odaiba....but it would be
crawling with homeless as well...I'd have to pick a populated
area, surrounded by people. They wouldn't think to look there.
Lots of apartment buildings had basements. Many of those
basements are rarely used......
~End Flashback~
I had take cover in the basement of a luxery apartment building
not unlike Tachikawa's place. It went alright for 2 days, there
was a lot of preserved food packed away down there, but on the
3rd day, this morning. A bunch of people went down there to get
things, wines, excusive foods, whatever. Aparently they were
having a celebration and the basement was going to be in the
middle of it. So I escaped to the roof of the place. It wasn't
too bad I guess, it had a lot of cover from overpassing aircraft
and such. But it was cold.
Entering November it was going to get colder. Snow would come
soon. I don't know how long I can hold out here, with this stupid
jacket as my only warmth. Well,...with the coming cold, people
will be using their heating units right? I could always snuggle
up next to one of those at night. Heh. I really didn't think
there was much else I could have done. But I needed to take some
action fast. There was no way I'm staking out here all winter.
A stupid smile took over my face. "Someone else has to
diiieeee sooon....hehehehe." Who shall it be? I held one
hand in front of my face. Five fingers. Five Digidestined in
Odaiba. Taichi, Hikari, Sora, Koushirou, Joe. Eenie, meenie,
minie, moe...I laughed, who will die next? Who will die next? I
stretch and crawl out of that cramped space between the AC units.
I looked over the edge of the building and down at the street
below.
It was pretty empty, it must be midnight or something now. There
was some guy on the other side of the street warming himself with
a tiny flame burning on some newspaper. There was a parked truck
to the left, there were curtains in the windows and a dim light
glowing on the inside. There was probably someone living in there
or whatnot. A guy in a trench coat was walking slowly on the
sidewalk, his hair was grundgy looking and greasy. He paused
directly benethe me on the street below.
I blinked and looked closer. The guy seemed familiar....no, it
couldn't be him...I leaned forward a bit and glared, it was him.
Dirtier than the last time I saw him, but it was him. Ishida. I
chucked to myself, perfect. Just as I was pondering my next move,
it comes to me. I get another person to kill! Last time I had
spared him because if he had died at the jailhouse, it would have
been obvious the killer was me, but this time? He was alone.
I grinned and moved away from the side of the building. The fire
escape was on the other side, I climbed onto the steel staircase
and started towards the ground below. So you escaped little
Digidestined, but you won't be free for long...I grinned and felt
for my knife in my jacket pocket. It was in it's proper place,
ready to take another life. I did not expect too much trouble,
but part of me warned me to be cautious, his anger towards you
would be even greater now. And anger often fueled a fight.
Would my anger out power his? We'll find out soon, in the next
round of my game. I stepped onto the concrete ground and started
around the building, knowing that my victim could not have gone
far.
© Kiriska