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Chapter 3: He Was Asking For It
The roars went on throughout the evening and the night. It was ear-racking, and nerve racking to say the least. How can a filthy human have so much strength after dying... what power did that miasma have to entrain upon the dead a soul of the living? How? What? Why?
However, that was inconsequential, said Naraku, that didn't matter... oh, but how did it matter. He was messing with a power he had never before dealt with... but oh, he says, I have, I have... this is not like some clay doll like that Kikyo bitch, nor is it like the elder mutt's Tenseiga. This was something else. This was a being brought back alright... but it was for one purpose: to destroy.
Already he had busted chairs and beds, walls and spiritual barriers, chains and ropes... teeth and bones. Now, behind the bars of the cell, Byakuya stared at this "guest", stared as he did the most bestial and dumbfounding of things... A few minutes ago, he had taken a liking to a nearby bar, and had been spending some time smashing his brains out on it.
Later, he had decided to kick himself in the head, and then to smash his knuckles onto a wall until the were all broken and hanging from the flesh of his hands. He later crawled around his cell, on his stomach and feet, his arms limp at his sides, smacking into everything in his path. Finally, what he was doing now, was unseen, since he had his back to Byakuya. However, Byakuya was pretty sure, by the sound of munching and crunching, that he was eating his own fingers.
"Pitiful human... I wonder whether you're really worth my master's patience" muttered Byakuya under his breath, "it's odd... my mind is riddled with doubts about this little endeavor, yet my brain continues to hammer them down... my head ache's from both that and in between your screams".
Suddenly, Byakuya decided to end his rant, because he heard a gurgling voice come from the voice... "Wake me... I'm... instead of... no... no... more..." said the boy, the sound of bones crunching and flesh ripping coming through in between. Then he slumped, face up, on the ground, and his dead eyes stared into space near Byakuya.
"It's strange... staring at a walking corpse" mocked Byakuya, chuckling. "No... I'm not dead... wake me... from this hell... what's... happening..." gurgled the boy, blood spewing from his mouth, a finger running along with the cascade and falling down next to his head, "you are dead, you foolish boy. My master is in dire need of security, and you and many, many others will serve him... whether you like it or not" said Byakuya, enjoying the rather senseless taunt he was giving...
"I'm not dead" said the boy, blankly, "I can't be... I'm not... tell me I'm alive" he said, though it didn't sound like a plea, more like an order, "you're dead, face it!" exclaimed Byakuya, "y..." however, he was cut off: "I'm not dead, wake from this hell... tell me I'm ALIVE" growled the boy, sounding angered in between his choppy sentences, "pff, keep dreaming, you filthy animal" taunted Byakuya.
"I'm not dead... tell me I'm not dead..." "You're dead!" "No... I'm not... wake me up... I'm alive... I'm alive..." "No, you're not! You're a walking dead body, and a smelly one at that!" "Tell me I'm alive..." "You're dead! I killed you, you dumb retard!" "Tell me I'm alive..." "DEAD!!!!!"
Suddenly, with that last word, Byakuya screamed in forced laughter, wanting to make the most of this... trying to vent some of his frustrations... however, he then heard a crunching sound once again... when he looked back in the cell, he saw the boy trying to bend them... and slightly succeeding, though breaking the bones in his arms. Byakuya chuckled... however, he then noticed the boy trying to squeeze his whole body through a tiny bend...
He was horrified and disgusted slightly as the boy managed to squeeze his head. His eyes popped slightly, and then came the rest of it. Byakuya shivered as the echoing and damning sound of bones crunching, vomiting and blood and stomach acid falling on floor. He heard the boy's ankle bones pop and crack, like a crushed vase. The lungs bended like an accordion against the bars. His clavicles and hip bones then came like gunshots in the air. Finally, with one last roar, Yenma broke through the bars... and threw himself against Byakuya.
He decidedly strangled him. Byakuya was crushed against his sword, and try as he might to get Yenma off him, his legs didn't make him tumble or move. He felt his throat slowly crushing. Then, he grasped Yenma's hands, trying to rip them off much like his victim. His head hurt from collapsing on the floor, and he couldn't quite force his brain to put in power anywhere.
Yenma then roared once more, and sunk his fist into Yenma's mouth, once, twice, three times... Then, he stuck his hand in his throat and reached as far as he could... his whole arm started to go into Byakuya's throat, and slowly through. Passed the lungs... then he moved it around a little bit, to make sure he scarred them... and finally, he felt his hand close around a squishy, pulsating object...
So, he decidedly wrenched his hand out, with all of his might... and then watched as his hand came out of Byakuya's throat with a big, black, still-pulsing heart. Yenma suddenly felt a slight case of elation... like he had something really good and nice in his hands... they were combined with a type of carnal hunger... whatever the hell he was feeling, it made him decided to take a chunk off of the heart with his teeth.
He chewed it against his front teeth, and finally swallowed the whole thing. It didn't repulse him in the least... in fact, he actually felt his dry, burning mouth quench itself for a bit... however, it didn't stay that way for long... and so he punched Byakuya again and pulled out his left eye. He subsequently threw it in his mouth and tried to savor it as much as he could. He spat out the eye after sucking it dry of any liquid and blood...
However, he then realized what he had done... and in disgust vomited all over the floor next to Byakuya's convulsing body. He stumbled out of the dusty dungeon and knocked his head against the door. He limped through the halls, for some reason his left leg didn't want to move at all. He kept a sharp eye out for anything strange. He kept hearing very faint voices and knocks and noises, but there was nothing in the castle at all...
He was trailing blood behind him. Where the wound was he wasn't going to find out now, nor did he want to know where. Finally, he made it to two, humongous doors. However, he noticed they were locked... he tried pushing them open, but soon ran out of breath...
In a blind rage, he smashed his fists against the door, destroying even more his knuckles and breaking one his left index finger, which was the only remaining one besides his thumb on that hand. He ran out into the forest... he jumped, he crawled when he fell, he clawed his fingers into the ground and into trees until he could get up and keep limping ahead... to get as far away from that castle.
He was following a bunch of noise coming from the north, and tried going in that direction... however, all of a sudden, his whole body gave out from exhaustion, and he collapsed on the floor. He grunted and growled, trying to move, but to no avail. He started to roar, and roar and roar like an animal... then, black came over his eyes. He went limp finally, and fell unconscious...
The roars went on throughout the evening and the night. It was ear-racking, and nerve racking to say the least. How can a filthy human have so much strength after dying... what power did that miasma have to entrain upon the dead a soul of the living? How? What? Why?
However, that was inconsequential, said Naraku, that didn't matter... oh, but how did it matter. He was messing with a power he had never before dealt with... but oh, he says, I have, I have... this is not like some clay doll like that Kikyo bitch, nor is it like the elder mutt's Tenseiga. This was something else. This was a being brought back alright... but it was for one purpose: to destroy.
Already he had busted chairs and beds, walls and spiritual barriers, chains and ropes... teeth and bones. Now, behind the bars of the cell, Byakuya stared at this "guest", stared as he did the most bestial and dumbfounding of things... A few minutes ago, he had taken a liking to a nearby bar, and had been spending some time smashing his brains out on it.
Later, he had decided to kick himself in the head, and then to smash his knuckles onto a wall until the were all broken and hanging from the flesh of his hands. He later crawled around his cell, on his stomach and feet, his arms limp at his sides, smacking into everything in his path. Finally, what he was doing now, was unseen, since he had his back to Byakuya. However, Byakuya was pretty sure, by the sound of munching and crunching, that he was eating his own fingers.
"Pitiful human... I wonder whether you're really worth my master's patience" muttered Byakuya under his breath, "it's odd... my mind is riddled with doubts about this little endeavor, yet my brain continues to hammer them down... my head ache's from both that and in between your screams".
Suddenly, Byakuya decided to end his rant, because he heard a gurgling voice come from the voice... "Wake me... I'm... instead of... no... no... more..." said the boy, the sound of bones crunching and flesh ripping coming through in between. Then he slumped, face up, on the ground, and his dead eyes stared into space near Byakuya.
"It's strange... staring at a walking corpse" mocked Byakuya, chuckling. "No... I'm not dead... wake me... from this hell... what's... happening..." gurgled the boy, blood spewing from his mouth, a finger running along with the cascade and falling down next to his head, "you are dead, you foolish boy. My master is in dire need of security, and you and many, many others will serve him... whether you like it or not" said Byakuya, enjoying the rather senseless taunt he was giving...
"I'm not dead" said the boy, blankly, "I can't be... I'm not... tell me I'm alive" he said, though it didn't sound like a plea, more like an order, "you're dead, face it!" exclaimed Byakuya, "y..." however, he was cut off: "I'm not dead, wake from this hell... tell me I'm ALIVE" growled the boy, sounding angered in between his choppy sentences, "pff, keep dreaming, you filthy animal" taunted Byakuya.
"I'm not dead... tell me I'm not dead..." "You're dead!" "No... I'm not... wake me up... I'm alive... I'm alive..." "No, you're not! You're a walking dead body, and a smelly one at that!" "Tell me I'm alive..." "You're dead! I killed you, you dumb retard!" "Tell me I'm alive..." "DEAD!!!!!"
Suddenly, with that last word, Byakuya screamed in forced laughter, wanting to make the most of this... trying to vent some of his frustrations... however, he then heard a crunching sound once again... when he looked back in the cell, he saw the boy trying to bend them... and slightly succeeding, though breaking the bones in his arms. Byakuya chuckled... however, he then noticed the boy trying to squeeze his whole body through a tiny bend...
He was horrified and disgusted slightly as the boy managed to squeeze his head. His eyes popped slightly, and then came the rest of it. Byakuya shivered as the echoing and damning sound of bones crunching, vomiting and blood and stomach acid falling on floor. He heard the boy's ankle bones pop and crack, like a crushed vase. The lungs bended like an accordion against the bars. His clavicles and hip bones then came like gunshots in the air. Finally, with one last roar, Yenma broke through the bars... and threw himself against Byakuya.
He decidedly strangled him. Byakuya was crushed against his sword, and try as he might to get Yenma off him, his legs didn't make him tumble or move. He felt his throat slowly crushing. Then, he grasped Yenma's hands, trying to rip them off much like his victim. His head hurt from collapsing on the floor, and he couldn't quite force his brain to put in power anywhere.
Yenma then roared once more, and sunk his fist into Yenma's mouth, once, twice, three times... Then, he stuck his hand in his throat and reached as far as he could... his whole arm started to go into Byakuya's throat, and slowly through. Passed the lungs... then he moved it around a little bit, to make sure he scarred them... and finally, he felt his hand close around a squishy, pulsating object...
So, he decidedly wrenched his hand out, with all of his might... and then watched as his hand came out of Byakuya's throat with a big, black, still-pulsing heart. Yenma suddenly felt a slight case of elation... like he had something really good and nice in his hands... they were combined with a type of carnal hunger... whatever the hell he was feeling, it made him decided to take a chunk off of the heart with his teeth.
He chewed it against his front teeth, and finally swallowed the whole thing. It didn't repulse him in the least... in fact, he actually felt his dry, burning mouth quench itself for a bit... however, it didn't stay that way for long... and so he punched Byakuya again and pulled out his left eye. He subsequently threw it in his mouth and tried to savor it as much as he could. He spat out the eye after sucking it dry of any liquid and blood...
However, he then realized what he had done... and in disgust vomited all over the floor next to Byakuya's convulsing body. He stumbled out of the dusty dungeon and knocked his head against the door. He limped through the halls, for some reason his left leg didn't want to move at all. He kept a sharp eye out for anything strange. He kept hearing very faint voices and knocks and noises, but there was nothing in the castle at all...
He was trailing blood behind him. Where the wound was he wasn't going to find out now, nor did he want to know where. Finally, he made it to two, humongous doors. However, he noticed they were locked... he tried pushing them open, but soon ran out of breath...
In a blind rage, he smashed his fists against the door, destroying even more his knuckles and breaking one his left index finger, which was the only remaining one besides his thumb on that hand. He ran out into the forest... he jumped, he crawled when he fell, he clawed his fingers into the ground and into trees until he could get up and keep limping ahead... to get as far away from that castle.
He was following a bunch of noise coming from the north, and tried going in that direction... however, all of a sudden, his whole body gave out from exhaustion, and he collapsed on the floor. He grunted and growled, trying to move, but to no avail. He started to roar, and roar and roar like an animal... then, black came over his eyes. He went limp finally, and fell unconscious...
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