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haikyuuwriting · 4 years

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NOCTURNAL CREW

02 - meeting

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➤ It was a “fortunate accident” that Akaashi found out what his boss was up to. Now that he’s in the know his friends are too, and Y/N and Bokuto find their lives suddenly filled with scary guys, smuggling, and even more sleepless nights.

“Hey.”

“Hey owl man,” Y/N replies, taking a sip from the cup of water sitting in front of them on the bar. Bokuto takes the seat next to them, waving at Akaashi from across the room.

“If he called us here on a Wednesday night you guys must’ve found something else,” Bokuto says, staring at Y/N expectantly.

“Yeah.”

“You really don’t choose favorites, do you? I just want to know,” Bokuto whines, slouching his shoulders and resting his cheek against the bar’s smooth polished wood that Akaashi had just finished wiping down. He stares up at Y/N with wide eyes, but they just shake their head at him.

“No, I do. Aki!” Y/N beams at one of the new arrivals, completely ignoring the shocked gasp that escaped Bokuto’s lips and the loud “Hi Y/N!” from Kuroo.

“Y/N!” Konoha coos in the same tone, sliding into the seat beside them. Kaori and Yuki arrive immediately after, leaving no time for Bokuto to loudly complain about Y/N’s blatant favoritism in the group. They all settle into the stools facing Akaashi and Kenma behind the bar, the latter of whom is busy on his laptop. Akaashi pours himself a drink, drawing everyone’s attention as he does.

“So as you guys know my boss—and Bokuto’s boss technically since he owns that restaurant too—is a total dick,” Akaashi sighs. “And I overheard my manager talking about missing alcohol shipments, tighter budgets and him just being an even bigger ass than usual.” He pauses to take a swig at his drink, earning a low whistle from Kuroo. Akaashi hardly ever drank what he called “nasty alcoholic beverages meant for the unhappy. He got drunk too easily and he never enjoyed it.

“Akaashi asked me to check some stuff,” Kenma continues, looking more awake than Y/N’s seen him in a while. “And eventually we ended up looking at banking statements and we found something. Money trails leading overseas and to lots of accounts.”

“How do you just go from missing alcohol and an asshole boss to looking into bank accounts?” Kaori asks. She’s frowning in that way, and Y/N knows a speech is coming if someone doesn’t reply fast. And honestly they’d like to know too—Kenma and Akaashi didn’t elaborate on how they took such a leap.

“Akaashi’s been hearing rumors for a while,” Bokuto muses, looking at his friend with alert eyes. “Is this also about my fired manager?”

“Yeah. Basically the boss, the one who owns all of these bars and a few restaurants, has been firing employees that try to stand up to him and try to fight for a higher raise since it’s pretty low and the ones that generally just ask questions. They go missing afterwards.”

“And I checked bank statements to see if he hired hitmen,” Kenma adds, taking a casual sip of his water as he finishes, acting as though he were simply describing the weather. There’s a brief moment of silence before everyone starts talking over each other.

“Hitmen?” Yukie yells, fanning at Kaori’s suddenly pale face with her hands.

“Wait so you guys think he’s stealing money from the businesses and killing people too?” Konoha asks, looking more curious than concerned. Kuroo’s eyes are wide and he’s holding Bokuto by the shoulders - Bokuto’s staring at Y/N, his eyes also wide and questioning.

“I helped Kenma with some of the digging,” Y/N says loudly, silencing the talking quickly. “The money goes to weird accounts that all link back to his personal ones and I couldn’t find any leading to anyone else’s besides another rich dude. So as of right now we think he just fires employees who get a little too nosy and pays them some money to keep quiet.”

“Quiet about what?” Bokuto asks. “I’ve lost like three coworkers already.”

“Honestly it doesn’t seem like much,” Y/N says, fidgeting with their glass of water. “I told Akaashi and Kenma it’s just your standard rich people shit. Stealing money and getting away with it. But he’s hiding something - no one goes to this much trouble with money just for fun.”

“I have so many questions,” Yukie says. “Why’d you call us all here?”

“Hey hey,” Kuroo interrupts, putting his hands in the air like he’s pausing the conversation. “This is the only remotely exciting thing to happen since the dating profile. Plus, this guy owns the places where Akaashi and Bo work - and who knows where the hell this money is going. We could bring it back.”

“No,” Kaori shakes her head. “That was freshman year we cannot do that again.”

“This is why I told you you didn’t have to come,” Akaashi says quietly. “I just wanted to give you all the heads up. NC is back in business.”

“Sweet!” Konoha grins, high-fiving Yukie and a disgruntled Kaori who, despite her protesting, has a small smile on her face. Kuroo’s smiling at Y/N and miming the typing motions with his fingers, wiggling his eyebrows as he does.

“So what’s next?” Bokuto asks, looking much too serious considering he’s still wearing his work uniform of an obnoxiously bright orange apron.

“Right now it’s just me and Kenma poking around,” Y/N says. “Akaashi said he’ll try to figure more stuff out while he works and we’ll see if there’s anything actually going on. If there is, we’ll deal with it.”

“God we’re cool.” Kuroo sighs. “I’ll start asking around.”

“Yeah Konoha and I will chat up the customers we get at the salon,” Yukie says, elbowing the boy as she does.

“I’ll keep an eye out at the hospital. I know the drill,” Kaori says, looking concerned. “If any of you wind up in there I swear I’ll make you regret it.”

“Kaori you’re so kind,” Konoha touches his hand to his chest delicately. She shakes her head at him in disappointment.

“No one got hurt last time,” Kenma says, closing his laptop. “And we aren’t doing anything bad.”

“I know,” Kaori says. ”I expect the same this time around, too.”

“Great. I have to close up now, but I’ll text a list of things to watch out for. Don’t talk to anybody alone without checking with Kenma or Y/N first,” Akaashi says, his shoulders slumped and his eyes looking even more tired than before. Everyone quickly moves to help with the glasses, washing them at the sink and wiping down the counter once more. Akaashi finishes his glass, smiling in thanks at Y/N when they gently take it from him to clean. Soon they’re standing out on the sidewalk watching Akaashi lock up for the night.

“Can I say it?” Yukie interrupts the silence, smiling widely. “Kuroo always says it.”

“Fine,” Kuroo huffs in mock irritation.

“Nocturnal Crew is watching out for you!” Yukie cries, throwing her hands in the air enthusiastically. Kaori claps and Y/N joins in. Bokuto mumbles that he appreciates the rhyme.

“Mines better,” Kuroo sniffs, crossing his arms as they start walking down the street.

“Yours is like a three minute speech about blood,” Konoha laughs. “And we need a consistent, short motto.”

“As long as we say it it’s fine,” Kenma says. “But I still think it makes it seem like we’re in a weird cult.”

“It makes us seem official!” Bokuto exclaims. “And if we were a cult we’d be an awesome modern day superhero cult. Oh god I need sleep.”

“Yep, time for bed,” Konoha yawns, linking his arm with Kuroo’s in an attempt to get him to walk a bit faster than his usual aloof stride.

“Nocturnal Crew!” Yukie shouts, looking expectantly around for her friends to finish her chant.

“I’m not saying it,” Kuroo yawns, ruffling his already messy hair with his free hand.

“Watches out for you!” Everyone shouts, and even tired Akaashi laughs at his friends expression as they all walk down the dark streets, breaking the stifling night’s silence with their laughter.

#koutarou bokuto x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #haikyuu smau #haikyuu social media au #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!! scenarios #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu scenarios #bokuto koutarou #nocturnal crew #M's writing

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kira-hayashi · 3 years

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Day 16 (7/22): Quantum Realms

In another universe… Would Aki make a great pirate? Perhaps Yusei would be a dashing swordsman? What if Crow switched place with Crow from the RWBY universe? Whatever you come up with, enjoy AU day!

I have an AU that is Winter Solder–ish. I call it Cyborg AU. So, after Team Satisfaction is disbanded and Kalin is in prison, Crow joins the military. They were recruiting in Satellite and Crow joined since the money he would earn there went to Martha. During a mission in a desert town, Crow and his group got caught in a trap and a bomb exploded inside a house, killing his team and leaving him life threatening injured. Iliaster (the cult part) were the ones to set the bomb off and then took the unconscious Crow and basically pulled a Winter Solder on him. Just not only a metal arm but most of his body. Only his right arm and leg really survived aside from a lot of burns and half his face was melted off by the explosion. His inner organs were barely intact but he was still alive enough for Iliaster to turn him into a cyborg, replacing most of his inner organs so he doesn’t need to eat or drink. His brain was modified and he got a false eye which is a small computer itself. Part of his brain was replaced with machines as well so Iliaster could easily control him. Those experiments also suppressed most of his memories so he doesn’t remember Satellite at all. They used him like an assassin and executer of all sorts.

During the WRGP, Iliaster send Crow to kill Yusei, who could only stare into the gun his thought dead friend was pointing at him. Bruno managed to sneak up on Crow and knock him unconscious but also accidentally short-circuited him. After Jack shouted at Yusei (“He almost killed you! With a gun!” “But it’s Crow!” “I don’t care! We’re not taking the risk!”) they tied Crow up who woke up again. Thanks to Bruno accidentally short-circuiting him, Crow was back to normal self and Iliaster lost their access to him. Crow, however panicked, freed himself and ran away. He somehow ended up in Crash Town and with Kalin. (“I thought you were dead!” “I thought YOU were DEAD!”) Yusei comes to Crash Town and later can convince Crow to come back home with him. Crow doesn’t participate as a duelist for Team 5Ds and instead Aki takes that spot. The loud sound effects and visuals are too much for Crow and especially the explosion ones can set him off. During the final fight, Iliaster tries to take control of Crow again but he, not wanting to hurt his friends anymore, puts himself offline. Around a year after beating Iliaster, Yusei can get Crow fixed and completely take out any chance that someone could hack him. And Crow offers Yusei to use his tech so Yusei can build a body for Bruno. (Bruno uploaded his consciousness on an USB stick he then hid in the garage because he didn’t want to lose them) Also Firebirdship endgame

Also I got some art (Under the cut cause TRIGGER WARNING injuries and human bones)

#ygo5dsmonth #ygo5dsmonth2021 #crow hogan

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wisteriamoons · 5 years

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Pinky Promise

So I see a lot of au’s where Kotoha lives, but stays with Douma and never sees the carnage he causes.

So, this oneshot kinda explores what would happen if Kotoha escaped unscathed that night. If she had stayed on the road, running till daybreak. Unknowingly missing the human village, instead running even further to a specific house.

What if, Kotoha Hashibira, became a Demon Slayer?

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Through all the abuse and manipulation, from the deepest parts of her memory, she knows she’ll never forget one thing. What had occurred on April 22nd.

The delivery lasted hours, but through the pain and tears, she won’t remember it as a bad thing.

No, not even close.

She’ll remember it as the day it changed her.

At a mere seventeen banking on eighteen girl, she had married young, desperate for a family. Her family had been killed by what the locals thought was a bear, and Kotoha Hashibira found herself all alone.

She made one error, unfortunately, and that was marrying too quickly. Too fast. The man seemed so perfect and loving, and while his mother was stern and icy, he seemed wonderful.

That quickly changed, however.

She found it hopeless to escape, not finding a way to run. But nine months into the marriage, she gave birth. She cried tears of joy, finding her son to have little to no attributes from his father.

“Inosuke,” she whispered. “My little Inosuke.”

He gave her a reason to keep going, to stay hopeful and face the horrors of the day with a brave face.

And then she remembers the night she did escape.

With only the clothes on her back, she had managed to wrap Inosuke’s favorite blanket around him. The night was treacherous, winter just settling in and snow caking the ground like powder. But no matter how cold it got, no matter how tired she was, she kept running with her one-month-old son in her arms.

She remembered hearing about a paradise, a place where you could escape to when you had nowhere else.

That was her other error.

Douma was a wonderful host. She saw the magic he performed personally, as he healed her from her partial blindness, her scars, everything she had accumulated. He called her beautiful. He treated her like a goddess.

She stayed.

She didn’t realize how much of a trophy Douma saw her as. And as she sang, took care of her son, sat side-by-side with Douma, made people happy. She didn’t know the real horrors of the cult she had found herself in. She only had unconfirmed suspicions filtered out by her own bias. People were disappearing, but Douma said they left for brighter pastures. Why would she have any reason to not believe him, when he took her and her son in from the cold?

The suspicions grew, no matter how much she thought otherwise. The feeling in her gut made her feel more uneasy as the days wore on.

The stench was pungent, nauseating, revolting.

She had awoken, taking Inosuke in her arms to look for the source. Perhaps someone hunted? Yes, yes, that had to be the--

“Oh, Kotoha, you weren’t supposed to see this,” Douma said smoothly, wiping the blood from his lips. Kotoha stood, heart palpitating, hyperventilation threatening to begin. On the ground was an acquaintance, the friendly Aki, dead in a puddle of her own blood.

“You…” Kotoha breathes in, stomach churning. “You monster!”

“Kotoha, listen to me, my b--”

“I will have none of it! You spouted nothing but horrible lies! You planned to eat me! You planned to eat Inosuke! Fiend! You awful, awful man!”

Kotoha didn’t listen to what Douma had to say next. She ran once more, with only the clothes on her back.

She had fallen for another man’s tricks again. Not only putting herself in danger, but Inosuke, too. Tears threatened to build.

“I’m so sorry, Inosuke. I’m sorry mommy’s stupid! I always make mistakes, I always go the wrong way! Sorry, I’m so sorry… I’m your mother, I need to keep it together.”

Inosuke just babbled, only knowing his mother was upset, but not of the danger that followed behind. She ran and ran until day broke just behind the trees. She hadn’t realized she lost Douma hours ago.

“Please, pleasepleaseplease, I can’t lose my son,” Kotoha cries to herself, holding him closer to her chest. “I can’t die!”

The first house she saw she practically flung herself at it, banging at the gate with a terrified fist.

“Please! Please, oh please let us in! Please! We’re being chased by a cannibal!” Kotoha wails, slamming her fist faster. “Please, open up!”

It was met with succession.

An old woman opened the gate, and Kotoha ran inside, the woman closing the gate behind her. The old woman had long graying hair, soft blue eyes and a purple kimono.

“A cannibal?” the old woman questions as Kotoha dashes up the steps of the Japanese house.

“Ye-yes, I just saw him eat another with my own eyes, oh goodness please let us stay at least the night.”

The old woman took pity on her, and let her inside.

“I’m sorry to tell you this, but that wasn’t a cannibal. You probably saw the workings of a demon.”

“A… a what?” Kotoha asks, panting as the adrenaline wears off. The woman guides her over into the kitchen, having her sit at the kotatsu. Kotoha refuses to put Inosuke down, so she keeps him close to her. The woman starts brewing some tea, placing the kettle over the fire.

“A demon. You don’t know where you are, child?”

Kotoha shakes her head slowly. Inosuke snoozes in her arms.

“You’re in a Wisteria House. The crest you saw out front marks this place as a sanctuary for demon hunters, from the Demon Slayer Corps. I usually only provide to demon hunters, but considering you were being chased by a demon, I hold no problem taking you in for a while.”

Kotoha feels tears build up in her eyes, and she bows her head.

“Thank you so much. But, what is a demon?”

“A demon is someone that has been infected by a demon’s blood and turned into a blood-thirsty monster. They’re usually unintelligent, only looking for, well…”

Kotoha nods, sniffling.

“This demon wasn’t unintelligent though.”

The old woman frowns.

“Oh my… I’m glad I let you in.”

The old woman doesn’t elaborate, which Kotoha is quite thankful for. All she wanted to focus on was Inosuke.

“If you only provide for free for demon hunters, then I’m willing to work here,” Kotoha speaks quietly.

“Are you sure? It’s a lot of hard work, plus you have a babe.”

“I don’t want to be a burden. Inosuke is very well-behaved for a one month old, he’s so sweet to me.” Kotoha beams down at her son, kissing his forehead. The woman hums.

“Well, I’m Himari. What is your name, child?”

“Kotoha. Thank you again for taking us in.” Kotoha bows her head once more, which Himari replicates.

For the next few weeks, Himari helped Kotoha settle in along with Inosuke. Kotoha had been right about one thing; Inosuke was surprisingly well-behaved for a baby. He slept through the night, never made a real fuss even when he was hungry or his diaper needed changing. He seemed to really love silk and velvet, the birds chirping in the morning, books, a boar plush his mother made, and hearing his mother sing their special song.

“Pinky promise, pinky promise, such small hands you have~”

It warms Himari’s heart, hearing her sing it when it was bedtime for Inosuke. The lyrics changed almost every night, but every word was meaningful.

Kotoha learned more of the Wisteria Houses, and Himari herself. Himari was going to turn sixty-three soon, but had the energy of a twenty-year-old. All her immediate family lived far away, but her extended family was large. So large, Wisteria Houses basically spanned the whole country. It was fascinating.

About a month into Kotoha’s stay, a group of demon slayers led by the Flame Pillar came to stay at the Wisteria House.

“Mr. Rengoku, may I ask you something?” Kotoha asks before bed. Shinjuro Rengoku gives the woman a curious look as he wipes his blade down with a cloth. “I’m curious as to what demon slaying is like, can you tell me about it?”

Shinjuro was surprised that she wanted to know in the first place. After all, she looked like a gentle nadeshiko; she even reminded him of his wife. But he answered her question anyway; if she wanted to know, he wasn’t going to discriminate against her for it.

“It’s hard, you may have to leave home for months at a time, and there’s a large possibility you can die.”

“Then why did you join, Mr. Rengoku?”

Shinjuro pauses.

“My family goes generations back for Flame Breathing, but I also found it’d be worth it to save people and keep them from the dark.”

Kotoha listens intently, her usual kind face into more of an unreadable expression.

Shinjuro wouldn’t find out until years later why she asked. Himari found out immediately, after the group went to sleep.

“Himari, I want to learn how to be a demon slayer.”

The old woman nearly drops her pot of water, looking at Kotoha incredulously.

“Koto-- why?”

Kotoha glares at the wood of the kotatsu.

“I’m sick and tired of being a defenseless woman who doesn’t know what she’s doing. I want to be able to protect my son and make a world where he doesn’t have to be scared to go out at night. I want to be stronger, I want to help people.”

Himari looks at Kotoha, her incredulous look fading.

“Are you sure, Kotoha? Demons are dangerous, I’ve especially heard the Final Selection is ruthless; you’re either alive or you’re dead when you come out.”

Kotoha gazes at the bassinet which holds a sleeping Inosuke.

“I’ll take my time. And I know it’ll be hard, much harder than anything I’ve faced. But it’ll be worth it.”

Himari stares silently at Kotoha, and then gives a weak smile.

“I know someone who can teach you, then. I’m willing to also help take care of Inosuke, too.”

Kotoha looks at Himari, smiling as tears stream down her eyes.

“Thank you, Himari. Thank you so much.”

This is where it all began.

Kotoha stands outside of the Wisteria House, looking much different, more older. She now had the Demon Slayer Corps uniform on, a long blue haori with light yellow bell patterns decorating it. Every step she took, the actual bells sewn into a red bracelet on her left wrist tinkled softly. She opens the gate, a smile on her face. She’d be getting her Nichirin blade soon.

“Mama!” Inosuke cries. She had been gone for only a week, but for five year old Inosuke, it felt like forever. The small boy runs over to her, and she crouches as she hugs him close, stroking his hair.

Himari watches from the porch, smiling proudly at the mother and son.

“I told you I’d be back, my little dragonfly,” Kotoha laughs, kissing his forehead. “I pinky promised it, after all.”

This is where it all began.

For the Bell Pillar, Kotoha Hashibira.

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kotoha hashibira #inosuke hashibira #kotoha lives au #kny kotoha #kny inosuke #also i refuse to believe kotoha kept her husbands last name #so her last name is hashibira #kny spoilers #calling this the pinky promise au so #pinky promise au #kitty writes

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rewoundcircuit · 5 years

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*deep breath* First of all, binch|| Mastermind Trail 6.2|| Himawari|| Attn: Atsuko, Monokuma, All

( tw: eye trauma mention )

“A martyr, huh? …Geez, you sure have a hard on for wanting to control the narrative you’ve imagined for our lives, as if those stories belted out whenever someone died weren’t enough of an indication.”

Everything was certainly rushing now, wasn’t it? Himawari finds herself unable to even get a word in edgewise before there’s suddenly Atsuko accusations, Atsuko reveals (A fog machine? How tacky.), classmates bantering back and forth as they each react in their own way…Reveals about hostages…. (Did they just pretend she was alive? Dress up one of those kid-sized robots in a black wig and have Takaku take the logical leap-?) And now. This. This sorry display of a master plan explanation.

“….Wow. You really came in here to feed us some bull feces on a platter, huh? Should we count the ways of why this all a bunch of faux-noble nonsense?”

“I’m sure the whole talk about about the working class coming together to topple the elite would have some solid ground to work off of if it wasn’t coming from the mouth of, you know, a friggin’ Russian duchess? A duchess that decided to pick the lives of a random class to gamble your moral values on instead of, you know, the one composed entirely of rich people. I know I’m one to talk considering my formative years, but my talent and livelihood doesn’t exactly pay more than minimum wage. People like Aki, Ryuu, Sandwich, hell, even Misaki and Zenzen- fancy recognized talent or not, these are the normal people you’re supposedly trying to help. Sounds like anyone’s fair game to be used as your pawns.”

“And you said yourself that a ton of the people you’re working with have also held high positions of power with Hope’s Peak, so this isn’t exactly an underdog story. What exactly do you have in mind if this apparent Illuminati-level of school tyranny is overthrown, huh? Because it sounds like to me you either create a power vacuum that plunges the world into total anarchy, or you guys conveniently find a way to comfortably seat yourself into power. After all, you know what’s actually good for the world, right? You’ve made it pretty clear just how much of a control freak you are but how forcefully you’ve tried to make us live by your views of “Fair and unfair” in this game.”

Her eyes glance towards the crowd. Honestly, there was a lot less yelling and anger than she expected for the reveal of “Here’s the person who told you to kill or be killed and traumatized you for life”. So when it comes to this ultimatum…

“If anyone is actually considering this kind of “join me and we can rule the galaxy” offer, can we maybe take the moment to pause and think about what sort of group you’re thinking of signing up for? How they took a look at class inequality and said “You know what would be the perfect thing to topple the regime? We can set up a fake train station in the middle of freaking Siberia, give some kids amnesia and some apparently meaningless tarot symbolism for the #aesthetic, and not only tell them to kill each other, but then set things up so that they can Scooby-Doo the hell out of their classmate’s death, and then set up the people they vote for to be killed by shit like VR lions, children’s card games, and apparently a lifetime supply of explosives!” And now, a sweeping gesture to the albino man of the hour, who Himawari notes has been exceedingly quiet this whole time.

“And not to mention how willing they were to take Mr. Major Co-Conspirator here and gouge his eye out for slipping up? That’s totally not something that cults do! You reeeeeeally think these should be the guys you should help with setting up a new world order? Ponder that really dang hard.”

“…Actually, one thing I have to question is if Monomi was really as on board with this whole plan as you say, considering she went and took a bullet while begging Monokuma not to hurt us.”

#rwc #chsix #trial #atsuko #nezumi #submission #eye trauma tw ---

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luisaaronopez · 6 years

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Our heroes are trying their best to fight these mutants. They were hallucinating. Angel was being attacked by arrows. Venus was being attacked by fireballs. Thomas and Mai began to see flying swords and katanas. Jeff was surrounded by laser guns. Aki was being attacked by floating boxing gloves. They try to attack but nothing is happening since they were all illusions. The heroes were losing their minds. Suddenly they hear a voice call for them. "Help...." "Who said that?" Angel asked while still being attacked by arrows. "Help....me..." The voice echoed. "Where are you?" Angel asked the voice again. "Please....help....the pain!" The voice sounded like it was in extreme agony. "I-I don't know where you are...tell me where you are so I can help you." Angel called out. "The giant mutant before you.....is me." The voice said as its still in agony. "Why are you attacking us?" Angel calls out again. The mutant lets out an ear piercing scream. "Destroy me!" The voice screamed. Angel gasped at what the mutant is telling her. "I hurt a lot of people....I'm hurting myself....so please I beg of you....destroy me NOW!" the voice screams in agony even louder. "I-I don't know what to say....are you okay with this? I feel bad..." Angel said with regret. "Its alright Princess Angel....then I would pay dearly for my mistakes.." Angel's eyes grew wide. "How do you know my name?" Angel asked. "The piece of the prophecy has predicted that the ruler of Kalimua will return to save the world from the evil prietess from a chaotic cult. That ruler is YOU Princess Angel. The amulet you are wearing will open the castle walls and bring the kingdom as well as the world in peace again." Angel was speechless. The hallucination stopped. Everyone was confused of what happened. Angel told everyone. "Everybody! This monster is not malicious, its just a tormented creature that wants us to destroy it." "How do you know that miss know it all?" Venus said in a rude tone. "While I was hallucinating, it was calling out to me. The way it was talking, it wants us to.....put it out of its misery." Angel said in a remorseful tone. After hearing this, everyone feels bad they gotta do the deed. Everyone pulled out their weapons and attacked the giant mutant with all they've got. Angel shot her arrows fast. Venus shot a fireblast. Thomas and Mai were slicing up the vines. Jeff was shooting with his laser gun. Aki was punching the vines rapidly. Suddenly Angel's amulet began to glow, it made her arrow grow stronger. She shot it at the mutants body. The mutant ended up being split in half. Then it began to fade away. As it faded, a spirit of a man emerged. He spoke "The pain....its.....all gone...." The man turned to them and said "Everyone....don't be alarmed....I'm Donovan the guardian of the Cave." Angel says in astonishment "Wait....that voice....the mutant...was you?" The man nods. "Yes. I remember the day my daughter died. I joined a group who was well known to reviving the dead. But after finding out who they really were, I tried to escape but I was captured and cursed by a wicked being. I turned into this plantlike abomination and had no control over my powers. Anyone who enters the cave will end up encountering me in that horrible state and will end up being corrupted as well. So with many mutants in the cave, they will bring mortals for me to feed on. I acted so horrible. I don't deserve to rest in Heaven. You all nearly became my meal especially you Princess Angel. I understand if nobody forgives me. I'm not sure my daughter will forgive me after everything I did." Everyone looked sad. Angel shook her head. "If you couldn't control your powers, then we forgive you. I'm sure your daughter knows its not your fault." Everyone nods in agreement. "Thank you...thank you all for your bravery and finally awakening me from this nightmare." The man said to everyone. The man cries as he rises. His last words were "I'm coming sweetie." As he fades away, all the mutants began to turn back to normal. And even better, their was another exit. Angel and company were running towards it. Fuschia is waiting in the other end, attempting to trap them again, but Aaron comes out of nowhere and yells to her. "Stop! That is gonna be the last time you're gonna pull that crap on them!" Aaron casts a spell on Fuschia. Aaron gave her a bottle of some formula. "Drink it." Aaron threatens. "You can't make me." Fuschia yells. Aaron snapped his fingers. "I gotta better idea. If you don't want me to feed you, then you'll feed yourself." Fuschia's hand began to make her force feed the formula herself. After drinking the entire bottle, green algae began to grow on her arm. "Aaagh! What's going on?" Fushcia screamed. "You think its hilarious when people get turned into these things, so let's see how funny it is when YOU become one. Accept your fate." Aaron said as he leaves the woman crying on the ground while Angel and company escape the cave.

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recentanimenews · 7 years

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Crunchyroll's 2017 Co-Productions

At Crunchyroll, we’re dedicated to sharing anime with the world and are always looking for ways to further contribute to the industry at its home in Japan. While most series on Crunchyroll are licensed through a revenue-sharing model, for the second year in a row, a significant number of anime simulcast on Crunchyroll are the result of co-productions, where we invest in the project at its conception alongside our partners in Japan. These are exciting opportunities to help get series off the ground and represents how much creators in Japan value the participation of fans overseas in the creation of anime! With the year coming to a close, we want to highlight a few of the 2017 titles we’ve played a part of directly financing and co-producing!

Chain Chronicle - The Light of Haecceitas -

Based on the hit mobile game, Chain Chronicle brought some serious production to match the scope of their setting. The last stand by the forces of good against a darkness that can decay the land and corrupt allies. Along with some amazing visuals and combat, Chain Chronicle’s tale isn’t just about fighting evil, but defying hopelessness.

NANBAKA

The goofiest anime about a supermax prison ever made. NANBAKA’s irreverent comedy set in a strangely glamorous (and sparkly) penitentiary staffed by more guards in military dress made for maybe one of the most unique anime this year. Who would have thought escape attempts, death traps, and fighting tournament arcs could be so funny?

Masamune Kun's Revenge

A romantic comedy built on bad intentions. Instead of getting the girl, Masamune-kun wants to earn Aki’s love just to leave her in the dust as revenge for a childhood slight. This anime has all the hallmarks of a wacky high school romance balanced with some surprisingly sincere moments, as Masamune begins to overcome his childhood angst and cope with his destructive insecurities.

Kemono Friends

The charming anime about animal girls that became a cult sensation. Kemono Friends’ endearing characters and goofy style hid a surprisingly sophisticated slowburn story surrounding its seemingly simple setting. Their exploration of Japari Park and conflict with the blue gel-like Ceruleans eventually reveal a hidden history at odds with the anime’s sunny disposition.

Minami Kamakura High School Girls Cycling Club

A wonderful slice of life following the members of a high school cycling club set in the Kamakura city in the Kanagawa Prefecture. In addition to providing its own wonderful story, this anime highlights Kamakura’s charm with gorgeous backgrounds of its cozy town and beautiful coastal roads. Each episode is followed up by an educational segment about bicycles to help you start on your own road.

Piacevole

The anime about Italian cooking you didn’t know you needed. Piacevole follows Morina’s first job as a waitress at a tiny Italian trattoria. We learn about Italian cuisine along with Morina as she waits tables while learning how to cook on her own. A cozy anime for foodies or anyone looking for a quick, 4-minute vacation in their rustic restaurant.

Idol Incidents

An unusual collision of idol anime with politics, Idol Incidents is half concerts and half candidacy, as Natsuki runs to represent her prefecture in a world where idols also act as politicians. Japan needs more than good fiscal policy to solve its issues -- it needs the inspiration only idols can provide. Natsuki’s group is looking to join the Diet and save their country!

Love Tyrant

An irreverent comedy poking fun at storytelling tropes from its fellow romantic comedies and beyond. Seiji is visited by an unstable angel named Guri who has a magical notebook called the Kiss Note, which forces people who kiss to become a couple. What follows is an increasingly complex shipping war complete with all the expected archetypes from imoutos to yanderes.

Shonen Ashibe - GO! GO! Goma-chan 2

Everyone’s favorite spotted baby seal is back in Shonen Ashibe! Goma-chan and his best friend Ashibe are inseparable, even going to school together! The two get into all kinds of hijinks with an expanding cast of wacky neighbors in this hilarious adaptation of the classic manga that made Goma-chan a cultural icon in Japan.

The Reflection

Stan Lee and Hiroshi Nagahama team up to create one of the most visually arresting and unique anime of the year. A story of Western-style masked heroes and villains in a battle to decide the fate of humanity. It’s a mystery turned roadtrip with a ton of twists that leave just as many questions as it provides answers for.

Restaurant to Another World

This relaxed series has all the pros of a slice of life and cooking anime set against a world of fantastic environments and creatures. A strangely laid-back episodic story that takes you on small vignettes where the pressure never gets too high, since you can rest assured it will end in a warm meal.

A Centaur's Life

Just another high school anime, except in an alternate world where evolution took a different course, leading to people with wings, tails, cat ears, and fins. Himeno is a centaur girl navigating the uncertainty of her high school years along with her friends Nozomi and Kyouko. Through their humorous misunderstandings the anime reveals a surprisingly deep setting that asks what the world would look like if humans had an extra set of limbs or a horse body for a behind.

Classroom of the Elite

The Tokyo Koudo Ikusei Senior High School has a reputation for instructing the next generation of Japanese leadership. It’s students must survive a cutthroat system of accruing class points to reach the top of their school. Ayanokoji and Horikita are placed in the problem class 1-D and must scheme and politic against the other classes and their own classmates to the top of the school.

Recovery of an MMO Junkie

One of the most heartwarming romance anime in recent memory, MMO Junkie is equal parts funny and relatable. It explores the appeal of MMOs and how meaningful relationships can form and blossom into true love online. The lead Moriko has left her job and devoted herself to playing her hot guy character online, where she meets a colorful cast of new friends and a surprising romantic partner.

URAHARA

The owners of PARK, a clothing store in the fashion mecca of Harajuku, must defend their city against an alien invasion. Unable to create on their own, Scoopers arrive on Earth to siphon up its culture for their own. The PARK girls quest to stop the Scoopers explores the nature of creativity and friendship of its three leads with a visual style that's unforgettable.

Dies irae

Produced with the help of crowdfunding from fans, this famous visual novel turned anime follows an apocalyptic conflict taking place in the heart of Japan. Ren Fuji has to defend his city from a threat that has been gathering strength since WWII, a cult with mystical abilities sufficient to destroy the world. Dies irae is a grand conflict with an epic soundtrack.

Kino’s Journey -the Beautiful World- the Animated Series

A reboot of the classic anime following the journeys of Kino, a mysterious traveler who never stays in one place for more than three days. Their journey leads them to a variety of countries with unusual laws and cultures often anachronistic or outright dangerous. Expanding on its predecessor, the Beautiful World explores additional stories penned by the acclaimed author Keiichi Sigsawa.

We’re proud of the anime we’ve played a part in, and we hope that you’ve enjoyed watching them! Next year, our team in Tokyo will be even busier, so keep an eye out for more great series’ in 2018! Speaking of which, here’s a sneak peek at two co-productions we have slated for the January season!

Junji Ito Collection

From one of the biggest names in horror, now celebrating his 30th year in the manga business. Junji Ito Collection brings together the living legends most terrifying tales in a series of shorts that are sure to make you miss some sleep! We’re excited to finally see some of Ito’s most iconic characters finally make their way from manga page to animation!

citrus

The smash hit yuri manga citrus is also making its way to your monitors this winter! When the trendy Yuzu Aihara ends up in a conservative all girls school, she immediately starts making trouble for the student council president and her new step-sister Mei. This series follows the winding romance between two nearly opposite girls forced to live in the same room and come together through adversity.

Were any of these anime among your favorites for 2017? Do you want to see more? Let us know in the comments!

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Peter Fobian is an Associate Features Editor for Crunchyroll, author of Monthly Mangaka Spotlight, writer for Anime Academy, and contributor at Anime Feminist. You can follow him on Twitter @PeterFobian.

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Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, the fugitive emir of ISIS, the man who transformed a breakaway al-Qaeda group into a transnational terrorist franchise that brutalized and killed civilians in more than a dozen countries and who threatened to rewrite the map of the Middle East by luring foreign recruits to wage jihad in Iraq and Syria, is dead.

So what happens to the terror organization that he painstakingly assembled?

In many ways, the group is already evolving. ISIS leadership ranks have proved resilient despite more than five years of war. The group has been quick to adapt to new circumstances. No longer capable of seizing and holding territory, the surviving foot soldiers have instead gone back to their guerrilla roots, carrying out ambushes, bombings and assassinations. And despite the loss of its territorial caliphate in Iraq and Syria, ISIS has expanded its reach to include 14 separate affiliates in countries across Asia and Africa.

In the long-term, analysts say, what may be most significant about Saturday’s Special Operations commando raid is not al-Baghdadi’s decapitation from ISIS’ shadowy hierarchy but the ease with which he will be replaced. The group, like its predecessor organization, Al Qaeda in Iraq, routinely taps new commanders to fill the vacuum left by those who are assassinated. The replacements occur with such regularity that the U.S. Special Operations community jokingly refers to removing leaders as “mowing the grass.”

“Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi’s death —welcome and important though it may be— is not a catastrophic blow to the quality of leadership in ISIS,” says Michael Nagata, who retired as Army Lieutenant General and strategy director from the National Counterterrorism Center in August.

Nagata, who served in the Middle East as a Special Operations commander in 2014 when the counter-ISIS campaign began, says ISIS now has a cadre of young battle-hardened leaders who are climbing toward the top echelons and establishing themselves in the terror group’s global network. “ISIS isn’t a crippled organization because Baghdadi’s gone,” he says. “The depth and breadth of ISIS leadership, in my judgment, is unprecedented for this type of terrorist group.”

Since the first days of U.S. involvement in the war against ISIS, Special Operations forces and intelligence agencies hunted and killed the group’s leaders one-by-one. But they’ve always regrouped.

“As we’ve seen over the last several years, the group also has a strategy to carry on operations into the next decade,” says Aki Peritz, a former CIA counterterrorism analyst and co-author of “Find, Fix, Finish: Inside the Counterterrorism Campaigns that Killed bin Laden and Devastated Al Qaeda.” “It’s good to take out the leader, but it’s not just a terrorist group —it’s an ideology as well; stamping out the idea of the Islamic State will prove to be much more difficult than one successful military/intelligence operation.”

“It’s good to take out the leader, but it’s not just a terrorist group—it’s an ideology as well.” After all, al-Qaeda endured after founder Osama bin Laden was killed in a 2011 Navy SEAL raid. And Al Qaeda in Iraq lived on as ISIS after its founder, Abu Musab al-Zarqawi ,was killed in a 2006 U.S. airstrike.

U.S. counterterrorism officials expect ISIS to name a successor in the coming days or weeks. A likely candidate is al-Baghdadi’s defense chief, Iyad al-Obaidi. But regardless of who leads the Sunni extremist group, it is now a shadow of the organization that launched a lightning offensive in Iraq and Syria that resulted in the seizure of territory the size of Britain and raked in millions of dollars a day.

The seeds for resurgence, however, are there. According to a recent Defense Department Inspector General’s report, ISIS has between 14,000 and 18,000 members who’ve pledged allegiance to al-Baghdadi. In addition, there are more than 30 detention camps that hold about 11,000 ISIS fighters, sympathizers and other associated detainees across northern Syria. Another camp for internally displaced persons known as al-Hol, in northeastern Syria, holds nearly 70,000 people, including thousands of ISIS family members. The U.S. military reported in February that “absent sustained pressure,” the terrorist group would re-emerge in Syria within six to 12 months.

Moreover, ISIS remains a worldwide threat because the group has a constellation of affiliates in places as far-flung as Nigeria and Pakistan, according to a report from the Institute for the Study of War in Washington. “ISIS’ global presence provides footholds from which to further metastasize, launch attacks, and gain resources to fund its resurgence in Iraq and Syria,” the report said, documenting recent plans for attacks on the West that emanated from affiliates in Libya, Somalia and the Philippines.

The death of militant leaders, however, frequently leads to fractures within terror organizations and new directions in strategy, says Norman T. Roule, a former senior CIA officer with experience in Middle East issues. “In the wake of Baghdadi’s death, ISIS groups abroad could go in a number of directions,” he says. “Some may decide to reconcile with al-Qaeda, some may decide to undertake revenge operations to demonstrate that ISIS remains potent. Some planned operations could be accelerated if the ISIS planners believe the intelligence found with Baghdadi might identify them.”

Omar Haj Kadour—AFP/Getty ImagesA Syrian man inspects the site of helicopter gunfire near the northwestern Syrian village of Barisha on Oct. 27, 2019.

Colin P. Clarke, a fellow at the Soufan Center and author of “After the Caliphate: The Islamic State and the Future of the Terrorist Diaspora,” says there have already been signs of an “ISIS 2.0” emerging. “It’s unclear what Baghdadi’s death could do to exacerbate the changes underway,” he says. “Baghdadi was the face of the ISIS brand. He had a cult of personality.”

Born into a religiously devout lower-middle-class Sunni Muslim family in Iraq in 1971, Ibrahim Awwad Ibrahim al-Badri, who years later adopted the nom de guerre al-Baghdadi, was an unexceptional, shy child, according to recent biographies based on interviews with those who knew him. He never excelled at religious scholarship but was talented at the recitation of Quranic verse. In college and graduate school, he studied the style and technique of reciting the Quran, and he wrote a master’s thesis on a medieval commentary on the subject.

Al-Baghdadi’s finishing school in radicalism was unwittingly provided by the U.S. In February 2004, after the invasion of Iraq, he was visiting a friend in Fallujah when U.S. Army intelligence officers burst in and arrested them both. Al-Baghdadi was taken to the notorious prison at Camp Bucca, which inadvertently came to serve as an incubator for Sunni jihadism, according to former camp officials. There he was a skilled networker, courting radical factions and building a reputation as a religious leader based on his Islamic studies.

These talents didn’t register on his captors, though, who judged al-Baghdadi to be a low-risk prisoner. Released at the end of 2004, he returned to the Iraqi capital, where he pursued a doctorate and joined a series of jihadi groups invigorated by the fall of Saddam Hussein and the U.S. occupation. In early 2006, he found his ultimate home in the Iraqi al-Qaeda offshoot led by Zarqawi, a former violent criminal from Jordan whom U.S. forces killed that June. Al-Baghdadi’s nominal religious qualifications and rigid dogmatism carried him quickly through the ranks, and in May 2010, after the U.S. killed the only two men above him, he emerged as the emir.

Along with his ambitious territorial goals in the Middle East, al-Baghdadi elaborated an apocalyptic vision of a final battle between the forces of radical Islam and the West. In a Ramadan sermon in mid-2014, he declared slavery the universal human condition: Muslim believers are indentured to Allah, while nonbelievers are the rightful property of Muslims. He also said the time of death for each man and woman is preordained, implying that all killings must be the will of Allah. This teaching paved the way for his chief spokesman to deliver the following message to ISIS supporters everywhere a few months later: “If you can kill a disbelieving American or European,” the spokesman said, “kill the disbeliever whether he is civilian or military.”

Gabriella Demczuk for TIMEPresident Donald Trump announces the death of ISIS leader Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, in a raid by American special operations forces in Syria, at the White House on Oct. 27, 2019.

The bloodthirsty rhetoric, often relayed on slickly produced videos that pin-balled around social media, proved an innovative tactic that resonated with disaffected youth. ISIS recruited around 43,000 fighters from 120 countries to the caliphate in Iraq and Syria. Some acted in al-Baghdadi’s name at home, killing hundreds of innocents at hotels, mosques and concert halls from Paris to the Sinai, Beirut to San Bernardino, Calif.

The widespread violence earned al-Baghdadi a $25-million U.S. bounty on his head and enemies across the world. He went underground. For years there were erroneous reports that he was seriously wounded or killed. After the collapse of his self-proclaimed caliphate, al-Baghdadi had been shuttling back-and-forth in the desert between western Iraq and eastern Syria, traveling mostly in cars and Toyota pickup trucks with a small entourage that included heavily armed bodyguards, according to a U.S. intelligence official. He rarely stayed more than one night in the same place, and like bin Laden, communicated by courier rather than using phones or computers, the official said. Al-Baghdadi was located when Iraqi forces picked up two members of his entourage in an unrelated operation and passed the intelligence they collected to the CIA.

After a five-year absence from public view, al-Baghdadi had appeared April 29 in an 18-minute propaganda video. In a black tunic with a Kalashnikov rifle at his side, he stated that ISIS’s fight against the West was far from over. “Our battle today is a war of attrition to harm the enemy, and they should know that jihad will continue until doomsday,” he told a roomful of followers seated cross-legged on the floor.

A U.S. counterterrorism official, who was not authorized to speak publicly on al-Baghdadi’s death, told TIME that danger still looms from al-Baghdadi’s call for followers to shift from larger attacks to more small actions outside Iraq and Syria. Even so, the official said that al-Baghdadi’s death, while partly symbolic, would “silence maybe the most inspirational terrorist voice that remained.”

—with reporting by John Walcott and Kimberly Dozier from Washington

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So what happens to the terror organization that he painstakingly assembled?

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