Words Of Aoi:Our End,Their Beginning

I miss the tip of the gun in my haste to kick it away.
I is a devastating sight to see a hole go clear through the face of Handsome Writer Man...

Yet.
He lives.
The doctor roars from behind him,barreling towards us and I weakly but by GOD strengthening me am able to drag him behind the table that kept my tank from completing falling down during the many earthquakes pummeling us over the first month I and the other victims were here.
Handsome Writer Man is unconcious and I am rolling to and fro watching the almost animalistic behavior of the doctor who is rambling on and on incoherently now,the shot hit him square in the jaw but he....

I can not believe this.
"It's you....she never told me a name but said a descendant of hers would become a beast of death,I honestly thought she meant one of the THE HUNDRED FOLD but no.You,you are the creature from her picture."
I recall it vividly,how strange it was to see curious looking men in white and cars and a massive creature that was tall as the modern buildings now with no jaw and claws that would make swords appear to be tooth picks.
My feet don't make much attempts to kick away or running away,all they can do is roll just far enough away ,while I try to keep my Handsome Writer Man out of sight.The lab is being brought down quickly by the doctor barreling around and eyeing me like a bull ready to gore.
"You are a quick little creature aren't you false Hajime spawn?"the words come out more like spittle and anger became audible somehow,I do not speak for no words can express my heart about this.What he is and will do if I don't do what she told me is worth the pain I will suffer,worth even the pain of never even getting to know what could have been with her other descendant that I watch now and can not save.
The doctor becomes in his right mind again,if such could actually be said of him,and he spots seven vials of brown and purple mixtures and the locket of the clan."If you truly wish to save that little father slaying dog.Do it,save him and go.Slay the other HUNDRED FOLD and GO!As you wish to do and go!But if you believe I will allow my precious elixir to become a product of the past that never gets to become the future of war and chaos then false Hajime child......"
His words are thrown at me and he swallows all the vials like an alcoholic would a massive bottle of sake,I watch him and am in horror even though this is what she said I must do,I must allow him to do this and become the creature so that what must be done can occur.

I want to die for this,all I ever wanted to do was be a hero,like my blood father,my adoptive father and all the compatriots of his.I never thought I would have to slay heroes my father told tales of or become a mock servant of an evil group so as to kill more people and serve a shogun that is a fat despot that only cares for world reputation unlike his ancestor that began his lineage.
I take a last look on at the Handsome Writer Man.
My perhaps only ever beloved that I will never even get to know more of beyond his name.

"Forgive me Akira.....you are no Takahira by spirit,not the evil ones anyway.I wish a lot of things could have been otherwise between us....But the greater good is worth more than either of us...."
I am dying soon anyway,I find the last vial of my healing medicine the doctor crafted to restore me quickly but the cost it nearly kills me after if not I find a RESTO tank.
Now,
There is no RESTO tank and I no longer can live or wish to.

Soon I will have nothing to live for.