"Megabot-- Destroy."

@abnegare

Hiro hissed as he looked over at his current project. He threw a mild fit as he threw the machine at the window. The glass only rebounded the item watching it clatter as it fell onto the floor almost touching the dried stain of blood upon the ground. The teen frowns as he turns and glares at his “intruder”. Hiro isn’t pleased by the appearance of his brother.

“Get the fuck out of my lab?!” He snarls violently at his brother. He had no time to waste with his brother much less waste his breath on conversating with the idiot. Hiro turned and pulled at the dismembered arm and yanked. With a sickening ripping sound– he pulled the thing off the rest of the body. He had some time before he could actually use the cells in the flesh. Walking over he set the item into the liquid that would preserve it until he needed.

            Tadashi was bored– which was unfortunate for his irate little brother, because it meant the odds of Tadashi leaving were low until he found a new source of entertainment. ‘ You might accomplish more by throwing things less– pretty sure you probably need half the tools you’ve thrown around. ‘

To get rid of the intruder.

A flash of silver was like a blinding epiphany. His body stretched out as he arms moved with the grace that would not have been expected from the young boy. He threw something and thrust his arm forward. The knife-- the dagger he had grabbed implanted itself into something.

Thankfully, Hiro regained his senses before h a r m could befall his older brother. Nostrils flaring, anger flashed through those black eyes. The teen snarls again. Hiro was shaking as he pulls away. He stares at Tadashi as if he’s never seen him before- as if he was some new specimen he could dissect.

He laughs. Hiro laughed loudly . His mind s l i p p e d his control- for the ninth time this month. It had been years since Hiro let his mind wander. His crackles would soon become soft chuckles.

He then gives Tadashi a dead look. Hiro was tired. Anyone could see it from far away. Hiro was sick of this- sick of his life. Sick of the crimes and the bloodshed in the city he once called him.

get on your knees. now.

i thought i told you to shut up.

don’t make me slap that pretty little mouth.

you sure you can fit all of me? it might hurt.

tell me what you want.

you’re not in charge here, i am. 

you’ll get my cock when you earn it. 

i can’t wait to bruise up this body.

every hole is mine, you hear me? 

get those panties down and bend over. 

the next time you sass off to me i’ll take you over my knee.

tell me again who’s cunt this is. 

look at me, i wanna see that pretty face. 

spread those legs, now.

you do as you’re told, understand?

clean yourself up before i’m ready for you again. 

that’s a good pet, keep going, just like that. 

open wider- wider, i said. 

spread those cheeks apart for me. 

@tadashi-sensei

Falling from the couch hadn’t been what caused him to jerk into awareness.Having been invaded months ago, Hiro had updated his securities. The teen breaths out knowing his alarms would have set him off ii it were a threat. Tadashi had come back. 

Covered in desiccated blood- Hiro vague remembered the night before. Hiro looks over only to stare at the torn body mere meters away from him. There was blood all over the floor. The walls were thankfully kept clear and pearly white as ever. His mind was still reeling when he heard the hiss and the almost silent swish of the automatic door opening to the side.

Hiro couldn’t help but sit on the floor mulling over what he acquired last night. The victim, a male in his later 30s had been a minor politician that was doing so wrong. He was by no mean pure with the drug wars coming nearby his home. It was threatening Hiro’s territory. So he went and hunted down his prey. Having gotten more than enough dirty bits from the man’s personal computer- that was possibly stained in the man’s blood- it sat on the table where Hiro last left it.

He gave a silent sigh, knowing that he brother just entered his personal “study room” as Hiro dubbed it. He remembered fighting attacking and being attacked. He did remember dragging the man, and then pulling him into this room. He rounded over to stare at Tadashi looking so innocent to his other brother- or was his Nii-san disgusted with him as well as the rest of the world?

Doubt made him gnaw on his lower lip. He could taste the iron on his lip- it made him cringe. Hiro made a tiny noise as he pushed himself up. Stumbling he realized he was still recording. He turned the camera off. He’ll have to edit it before sending it out. Looking back at his older brother he gave him a quirky smile. “ Dashi..” His breath croaked out and then grinned at him. 

As Tadashi rounded the corner, the scent of blood and sweat pounded him in the face, confirming that his younger brother had made another kill.

At first, Tadashi was scared that his brother was a killer. He had tried to talk to Hiro about it a couple times, but to no avail. After a while it began to make sense. Tadashi’s release was working on the car, and Hiro’s was something a little darker. He knew his little brother was a professional, and that he would always stay safe.

As he walked towards his little brother, he saw him hop up and walk towards the camera, flipping it off. ‘When did he start filming?’ He thought to himself as he approached his brother. He could tell by the look in his eyes that something was off with his brother. Probably still coming down from his adrenaline high. Maybe something a little more, but he couldn’t quite place it.

Grinning at Tadashi he cants his head and observes him, “Mmn.” He hums his reply and then looks away. He places the camera next towards his own personal hand-made computer and lets it sync with the programs he’s made. Turning he pauses only to look at his own reflection when he passed the transparent glass. His eyes make him look tired and are red from the lack of sleep.

He turns and looks over at his brother, “Why are you here, Dashi?” He knew his brother had college- or was it the holidays again? Hiro didn’t go home when the holidays came over. Biting his lower lip once against he stares away- feeling a little guilty of not visiting home. 

It had been over a year since he left- they didn’t find- not his brother’s friend’s not even Tadashi. Hiro gives his brother a weary glance. He had been working on his cars- again. He was stressing over something, perhaps? Or maybe it was dilemma back home? Hiro didn’t know. he looks away again as he found himself stumbling away and into the clean bathroom. It was white as was the rest of his “home”

All of it was powered by the fake fluorescence light, all powered by the energy-making generator that Hiro managed to scrap and renew himself. Hiro didn't even hesitate on pulling off his shirt and stripping. The water would spray him the moment he stepped onto the movement sensitive and waterproof tiles.

Trigger warning for emotional abuse.

“I don’t want you spending time with them.”

“Where have you been?”

“Why are you wearing that?”

“I didn’t say you could leave the house today.”

“I thought I told you to stay there!”

“Don’t move.”

“You’ll do what I tell you to do, no questions asked.”

“Only speak when spoken to.”

“Who were you on the phone with?”

“Why are you wearing perfume/cologne?”

“You’ve been seeing someone else. Tell me who.”

“I’ll let you come out when you start behaving!”

“You can sleep when I say so.”

“Do I have to put you on a leash?”

“I don’t care if they’re your family, you are not talk to them.”

“Be on your best behavior and I might even buy you a gift.”

“Who was that?”

“You’re not seeing your friends today.”

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