Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Run!

It was the only thought on his mind.

Footsteps reached his ear. They were behind him. A trigger was pressed. Something metallic flew close by his head, missed out just within an inch. A bullet.

Why are they still there? If he lost one, two would be added to the group of chasers. He had done everything possible to get rid of them. He had turned right and turned left. Has gone up and down again. He has even crawled through the ventilation shafts. So why?

Another bullet was shoot from behind. And another.

It was clear.

He could dodge as many bullets as he want, there would always be more waiting for him. No chances of escape. He slowed down and stopped. Eyes closed for a moment. Breathe in. Breathe out.

He knew what to do. And he didn't like it one bit.

As he opened the eyes again, the once warm honey brown eyes were cold and hard. A slightly orange could be seen.

The footsteps were now right behind him. He turned around and saw three men dressed in suits. One was tall. He had a scare on his cheek and a big grin on his lips. Man number two had brown hair just like his and an earring. He looked a little bit exhausted. The last one was half the size of the first one. A firm expression on his face. All of them held a gun in their hands.

The big one, oblivious the leader, played a little with his gun. He let it rotate around his finger. The fat grin was still on his face. He went up to him as if he was superior. His guard was down now that the mouse was in the trap. A big mistake.

He strained is muscles. Ready to fight for his freedom. But not now. Not yet. A little bit closer.

"Are you giving up, kid?", asked the big monkey, confident of his victory.

He took a step forward. A little closer.

Another step. Closer.

When the monkey wanted to put his left foot on the ground, the brunet ducked, took a swing with his right leg and kicked the right leg of the monkey. The man lost his balance and fell graceless to the ground.

Quickly rose the brunet to his feeds again, grabbed the gun, which now lay before him and hit the man on the head. The monkey lost consciousness.

Meanwhile, the other two men realized what had happened and rushed forward. The closest to him,man number two, formed his hand into a fist and tried to hit him in the stomach.

Not use the guns? Where they under order to capture him alive? Ridiculous.

But the kid was faster.

He caught the wrist of the man and used the force of the blow to flip him over his shoulder.

With a directed hit in the neck there was only one man left.

Two down, one to go.

Man number three was shacking so much that he could not even aim with his gun. But that didn't matter anyway, because before he knew what hit him he dropped dead to floor.

The warm returned into the brown eyes.

Maybe he could relax a little bit now. If only for a minute.

But fortune was not on his side. He could hear more footsteps coming in his direction. New hunters.

How many of them are here? I must hold out. Almost there. Keep going.

Time to go.

He ran up the hallway and a staircase. You could feel a draft. At the end of the stairs was a door to the outside. To freedom.

He was on the roof of the mansion. Rain and wind lashed him in the face. He ran to the middle of the roof as a click sound could be heared.

Slowly he turned around, ready to overcome the last obstacle. But what he saw, made him froze.

There was this feeling again. The one feeling that he had tried to avoid so many times. Fear.

The man wore a suit like the others. On his had was a fedora with a yellow strip. A green gun was pointed at the teen.

The man looked him in the eyes.

"Arrivederci"

The world turned black.