The woman with the auburn hair removed her glued gaze from her screen as she looked up to the little boy with the torn puffy grey jacket that he had not taken off since his Russia adventure, making him look like a puffed baby chick with his baby-like face, as she hurriedly shot him with multiple questions in her foreign language that Yuuta had no inkling of what she was saying.
However, with her body language, to her phone and then to him, he understood that she was signaling to him if she could take a selfie with him.
With a resigned sigh, Yuuta gently smiled as he approached her, nodding before speaking.
"Pasta?" He asked in a voice filled with intrigue.
In response to his heartfelt question, the woman simply laughed before she pulled him, ignoring the strong sea smell on him and raised her phone for a selfie.
The moment the camera clicked, the young boy delved his hands in his pocket before pulling out a sleek black .44 magnum, pressing the barrel against her temple, with the young woman none the wiser.
"Smile wider, will you?" he whispered gently, still maintaining his smile as if he was proposing to her with all his emotions.
The woman, with no time to react, listened to her last words.
BANG!
Before her brain could process his words however, a shot rang out.
Her skull cracked open, fragments of bone and brain matter painting the pavement in splattered art as her body collapsed in succession with the same smile still plastered on her face, meeting her demise without even realizing she had. The crowd erupted in screams and shrieks of horror, with a tide of bodies crashing away from the scene.
"Bang! And shes dead."
Wuuuuuuuu!
People tripped over each other in their desperate escape, shrieking for the authorities and police as adults escaped desperately, as a young girl who had held an ice cream cone in her hands got shoved by the outcoming crowd, getting crushed to death by the hundreds and people as she desperately cried and sobbed for help from her mommy and daddy in despair.
Yuuta exhaled slowly, eyes scanning the chaos with amusement with the beach turning empty in no time other than the two corpses that were resting in the best periods of their life. He held no empathy for his two victims as if his heart was made out of a material more solid than diamond, as he turned and delivered a swift kick to Vladimir gut, who was still frozen in shock from all the turbulence that occurred in less than five minutes.
*Cough**Cough*
In response to the kick, Vladimir gagged on his own saliva, spitting a hint of blood contrasting with the yellow golden sand.
"Get your ass up and do what I asked of you. Also, take the two suitcases with you. I'll need them soon, I suppose"
Yuuta ordered as he scrutinized the now empty beach before directing his gaze to the beautiful, 'innocent' revolver, checking his cylinder for how much ammo he had left.
In reality, although Yuuta new he didn't have much ammo left after the crossfire he had in Russia as well as some pirate extras that were so poor that they had resorted to robbing his small lovely boat, Yuuta realized the importance of using the ammo he had so preciously saved for such matters.
He had used the bullet for two reasons; the first reason was for him to confirm that he truly was in Italy, meaning that he had surveyed the word for anyone saying 'Help!' In Italian which was probably the only word he knew in Italian from the dramas he had watched as a kid. As such, to confirm where he was as he did not have much time, this was the best move to confirm his suspicions.
As for the second reason, it was simply because Vladimir was an idiot by nature. As many tourists had been keenly interested in their dramatic landing on the beach, Vladimir had no way to leave the beach properly if such tourists were to take images from him, post it on social media, or even follow him after he leaves the beach. As such, Vladimir, as the impatient man he is, would have resorted to one of his dumb strict measures, killing one or two bystanders, and he would probably do it by 'accident' in one of the most worst places possible, possibly near a police station or such.
As such, to avoid such consequences, Yuuta had decided to take the measures upon himself. Additionally, both he and Vladimir had bounties worth of tens of millions of dollars or millions of euros posted on the dark web that he had discovered by chance a few months back on the dark web when he was bored, checking the dark market and scrolling on illegal websites.
With all this in mind, Yuuta sighed. ''Life is a pain in the ass as always...'
"Do what I asked. Now."
Vladimir who was still holding his gut in pain, flinched at Yuuta's emotionless voice, before nodding, his hands shaking as he reached into his coat for his phone, wondering about his boss's current mood.
'Does boss sound pissed more than usual, or is it just me?' Scrambling for his phone, Vladimir mulled over the idea before shaking his head.
'Bah, no use thinking 'bout it' He concluded as he shrugged his shoulders.
Yuuta didn't bother waiting for a response. He was already walking, steps light, almost casual, as he disappeared into a nearby cafe that seemed still lively despite all the action that had occurred as if they hadn't heard anything. With the help of body language, he was able to determine where to get a cab before he thanked the staff using gestures.
Yuuta flagged down a cab, swiftly slipping into the backseat as soon as the cab stopped.
Most people don't realize this, but many cab drivers are actually able to speak in several languages as they commonly have passengers from different cultures and such was Yuuta's case.
"Take me there" Yuuta, who had gotten a simple map from the staff despite being in a technological advanced age, pointed towards a part o the map that was crossed out in an 'X' as he showed it to the driver. Hesitantly, he looked at the boys shredded clothing before feeling pity for him and allowing him to enter the cab.
The driver hesitated for only a second before nodding pulling into traffic as he decided to ask a few questions in broken Russian to the boy who had leaned his chin against his palm, looking out of the window in serene peace.
Weeeeeuuuuuuu....Weeeeeeeeeuuuuuuu
Police sirens wailed as many cop cars passed by them rapidly, heading towards the direction where Yuuta had once landed. Hearing the sound he was so used to, he smiled bitterly. 'As usual the police have to arrive at the scene after everything is over!'
He laughed inwardly as he thought about how realistic that actually is, to the point he wondered why it was not already a theory already.
The driver, with his eyes on the traffic and on the rearview mirror was weirded out with the boy smiling to himself. He thought that the boy was mentally ill, and prayed that he finds happiness in this life.
The traffic finally opened, with the driver pushing the gas as he masterfully navigated through the streets as a professional.
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A new cab parked outside a large skyscraper outside the city of Milan, as a young boy slowly opened the door, and stepped outside, inhaling the fresh air.
His 16 hour trip was anything but comfortable, as he had resorted to threatening cab drivers and other civilian vehicles to hitch a free ride after he parted with the kind old cab driver who had babbled on about his life regrets.
From cab, to cab, to yacht, to cab, to civilian car to another civilian car; Yuuta sighed with his mouth wide open as he scratched his ear, looking around him at the beautiful architected and spiral buildings, green fields, and high skyscrapers as civilians walked, talked, with dogs barking, public transportation moving, and everyone going on their daily lives.
Vroooom!
The cab he had last hitched a ride on hurriedly drove away, with the driver sighing in relief after leaving that little boy of a monster. Since when were children allowed to carry firearms on them?
'Sigh..... children these days.... When I was their age, I used to-'
The driver went on reminiscing of his old memories.
Back to topic, shall we?
With disinterested eyes, Yuuta lazily raised his head to look at the skyscraper in front of him before casting his eyes higher, attempting to see if the blue-glassed building reached the clouds or not before sighing.
"They really chose a large building for a meeting didn't they?"
As the sky had started to darken and streetlights started glowing, he unzipped his jacket before peeling it off of him, throwing it away in the streets, now wearing a torn white shirt and black military pants with his black boots, as he walked forwards towards his meeting location.
He was getting weird and curious gazes now and then form the passerby and bystanders as his unique clothing and aura stood out, but he decided to ignore it, before he walked up to the skyscrapers entrance, and pushed the revolving door, only to be met with a shiny, spotless marble floor. His gaze landed on the intriquate and large first floor, reflecting the light of the shining yellow lightbulbs, and crowds inside wearing suits for males and sexy bodysuits for woman that showed off all their curves.
A bar was set inside with a lounge taking place, tables, chairs, and neon lights with a bartender wiping down the alcohol bottles in display. Men spoke, women laughed, others scrolled their phones while others indulged themselves in the carnal desire of gambling, with many of such lighting their cigars with their cards and chips on the table, some looking nervous and some confident, having woman by their sides pouring them glasses of alcohol. Artificial plants were put at the edges of the first floor, with expensive red carpets set and multiple hallways continuing to different pathways.
BEEP BEEP!
However, just as he was about to take a step, a loud beep sounding took place as a sensor went off.
Multiple guards wearing bullet proof vests and wireless earphones in one of their ears with heavy rifles and automatic rifles appeared, with a man seemingly in his fifties that lead the guards approached the boy with a stern and stoic gaze that spoke value.
All the individuals present, upon hearing the beeping stopped chattering and directed their eyes towards the boy, before getting disinterested and continuing their talking and laughing with the occasional clanks of booze bottles and the smell of expensive cigar smoke.
"Is that the unverified intruder that entered the building?" A feminine sound resounded as they approached.
A woman behind the man with blood red eyes and short black glossy hair chewing a piece of bubblegum, resting her T91 rifle on her left shoulder scanned the boy with analyzing eyes, before covering her mouth and bursting into laughter while pointing at him.
"Bahahahahaha! Fuck, this is the funniest joke in my life! Were we alerted that some brat entered the building by accident?"
Her laughter drew attention of the other guests as a few of them even grabbed their phones and took videos, laughing.
The man in his fifties furrowed his brows in a frown as he cast a displeased look towards her.
"Aria, it would be better if you would shut up so that we can solve this matter, will you?" He asked in a stern and unwavering voice. In response to his question, Aria merely pouted cutely before she spoke.
"Hmph! Old man you are no fun! I was just curious what a boy was doing in this building!" She pouted while looking to the left, as she crossed her arms across her B sizes breasts, looking like she was in a competition with a flatboard.
Yuuta's gaze lingered on her breasts in intrigue as she noticed his gaze before snorting in anger.
"What are you looking at, brat? Do you want me to gouge out your eyes for you?" She asked coldly, as if he had killed her parents by explosives. Well, maybe he did.
Yuuta smiled in response and answered her while shaking his head with his eyes closed before answering her.
"I was trying to see the difference between you and a human vegetable flatboard. Sorry, sorry, I just thought I had witness a miracle in this god-forsaken world."
He answered shamelessly, with not a hint of mockery nor contempt in his voice, ignoring her harsh language directed towards him.
In reaction to his seemingly hilarious response, Aria blinked trying to process his words before she gasped in shock, while the man in fifties who was about to rebuke to Aria stood with his mouth agap, never expecting this brat who was still wet behind his ears to use such crude language at his age, especially when it was directed towards armed menacing-looking individuals. Bursts of laughter resounded from al around them, as some even cheered on to flame the fight.
Aria recovered quickly and she gritted her teeth in intense rage, looking at the boy with murderous intent.
"You!!"
The man in his fifties narrowed his eyes as he scrutinized the boy in front of him once again in suspicion, feeling something was off. He observed and quietly analyzed the boys lack of reaction, smile, and calmness despite the turbulence of the situation. His instincts that never betrayed him, warned him of the boy in front of him with his mental alarms going off.
'There seems to be more to the boy than what meets the eye'
The man inwardly was curious about the boy's origins and where his confidence came from as he walked towards him, ignoring the gaze of the bystander. However, he stood frozen to his spot in sheer shock as the boy randomly asked him a question out of the blue.
"Can I kill you?" Yuuta asked with a innocent voice as he smiled.
"Huh?"
Even the man was shocked to the core at the boy's audacity to ask that question, looking at him with furrowed brows wondering if something had hit his head.
Unbeknownst to him what was running in the boy's scheming mind.
Otherwise.....
He would have made a run to the mountains never to be seen again.