@mah niggas

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Everyone seemed to be too busy with their own things to have time to worry about the girl that was just bit. [color=fff79a][I]'Assholes. Each and every single one of them. They do not worry about Ami as if it weren't there business. If things come to worse they could die as well!'[/I][/color] That thought made Utaho flinch. It was something imminent, she knew it. She also knew that the others knew. They either killed her or she killed them all. Utaho fearfully turned to see her friend, and, as expected, found her even worse than before. She was resting on Kirari's lap, panting heavily all the while. Utaho bit her lip. She definitely did not want to do it, but what other option did she have? She slowly moved her hand to take Ami's. 

[B]"Uta-chan?"[/B] She weakly asked her, upon feeling her hand posing over hers. Kirari also looked at Utaho with curiosity, even though she was trying to soothe Ami just a bit ago. Utaho smiled.

[color=fff79a]"Kirarin, you should go grab a weapon too. It'd be bad if you were defenseless in this situation. Whatever will do, just go grab one."[/color] She said to her, and Kirari was about to move in and object, but Utaho didn't give her the chance. [color=fff79a]"Just fucking go. Now."[/color] Utaho said to her. Kirari quickly stood up and left, without saying a word, leaving Ami on the floor. Utaho stood up and straightened her friend up, leaving her sitting down on the floor with her back against the wall. She was weak, but somehow seemed... really sick. The kind of sick you didn't want to be in this kind of situation. 

[B]"I should also go get one... I can't expect you two to be covering my ass forever, right?"[/B] Ami said, smiling weakly. Utaho smiled back at her. [B]"Hey, Uta-chan? What's wrong?"[/B] Utaho stood up, and turned around. One of her hands was in the pocket of her hoodie, and the other one was firmly holding the hammer she had taken before. [B]"Uta-chan?"[/B]

[color=fff79a]"Hey, bitch, remember the time we met? You were one arrogant bitch at the time, you tried to order me around, and when I was about to punch ya, you started crying. Your fucking ugly make up started going down your face. You looked horrible."[/color] 

[B]"W-what is this? What are you saying now, Uta-chan? Aren't we friends now?"[/B] Ami was scared. She knew too what was about to happen, but somehow didn't want to believe it. [B]"Uta-chan... I don't want to die! I want to live! I haven't even had my first time yet!"[/B] Ami desperately begged. Utaho laughed a bit at the mention of that, before sighing. 

[color=fff79a]"Ya know, that's exactly why people think you are a slut, Ami. But I knew better. I knew you were actually an idiot who couldn't hold her own wits in front of a guy she thought was hot. That's why..."[/color] Lifting her hand and the hammer in it, Utaho took up a stance, ready to strike down. 

[B]"Uta-chan!?"[/B] Bringing the hammer down full speed and with all of her strength, Utaho hit Ami's skull so hard that some bones could be heard breaking apart. Without anymore strength, Ami had turned into a corpse, and her brain was most probably also destroyed, or at least in really bad shape, Utaho didn't care.

[color=fff79a]"I won't let my best friend turn into one of [i]them.[/i]"[/Color] A single tear came down her cheek, before she furiously wiped it away. Kirari, who watched most of it from behind, was astonished at what Utaho had just done. Utaho turned around and took the broom she was holding in her hands with her. She approached Kurisa, and asked, [color=fff79a]"What's next? Where do we need to go now?"[/color], as if nothing at all had happened. Kirari couldn't help it and fell to the floor, crying. She too knew it would come to this, but it didn't quite seem real. Utaho also seemed to be doing her best not to let any tears come from her eyes. 

Weapon: Hammer, Broom
Hits used: 1, 0
Hits left: 11, 2
Throwable: N/A