Bonjour.
As I'm sure you've noticed, I'm the author of this story. I just want to give everyone a little background on the story so no one is entirely confused.
Background.
This is based off of Final Fantasy VII: Dirge of Cerberus - Online game. I made my own ending for it, so if you have played the game and understand how it ends, then you don't have to read the following little explanation - unless you want to refresh your memory, be my guest. There is a scene in which Weiss is chained to a chair and Restrictor explains to him what happened. The character you play as in the game is referred to as "the recruit" and the "the girl" here. Merely because I have never played the game and unsure if she has an actual name. I have directly quoted the game (or what I believe to be an English translation) at some points, so please bear with me. Anything with an "*" (asterisk) after it will be considered a footnote at the bottom of the story.
Adjustments
To be honest, yes, I have completely altered the story at some points so it wouldn't fit so well if you want to go exactly by the game.
Like I said, "*"s will lead to footnotes at the bottom of the story. And please, don't criticize me by saying something like "That didn't happen in the game." Yes, I'm aware, some of this stuff probably wouldn't happen, and some of the stuff probably did happen - well, it's my story, so please, shut up.
Though.
Even though I don't want criticism about the events, I wouldn't mind a few reviews of the story itself as a whole. I would just like to know if I should continue, seeing how this is only the prologue (it is safely presumable that the rest will be much longer than this).
I would also like to ask for your forgiveness - I typed this on the Microsoft Notepad, for Microsoft Word has yet to be downloaded into this computer, so please pardon any of my horrible spelling mistakes.
Finally.
I would just like to inform you all that I do not own Final Fantasy in any way, shape or form - nor do I own the song in which this story is named after.
Beware of sexual themes and upcoming violence.
Some Kind of Monster : Prologue
"Death is always with you as long as you are in DeepGround."*
----- Restrictor
'Eugh ...' the tired moan came from within the pitch-black room. The shuffling of chains echoed throughout the room, followed by another tired mumble. "What ...?" The deep voice of a restrained man muttered out. This situation was very unusual. Weiss the Immaculate captured and with a vague recollection of how it had happened was a scenario never heard of. "Guh..." he growled viciously, slowly opening his bright teal eyes only to see more darkness in front of him. Though, a loud sound - that he believed to be the flicking on of a light - reverberated off the walls and around the nearly empty room. It had taken his eyes just a quick moment to adjust to the sudden bright color that filled the teal-blue colored room. Yet, even though the lights were on, it came off as a dark and eerie room. Aside from the bright color and the door - not but one hundred-seventy feet away -, the next things Weiss noticed were the crossed blades stuck in the floor, between him and the door; however, closer to himself than the sliding doors. He slowly shook his head to wake himself up more while staring at Heaven and Earth.* Forcefully, the man pushed himself out of the chair he'd grown accustomed to; his tired body's muscles stretching and tensing as he did so. He made an attempt to step and reach for t he blades, but only found his attempt futile. His muscular arms, wrists, legs, and neck were all roughly chained back to the large chair he'd recognized and had just been "sleeping" in. Trying to find the culprit, he looked as far around as the chains would allow, spotting nothing out of the ordinary. He growled and hissed viciously, trying to locate even a hint that someone was there.
"Well, well ... look who's awake..." An icy voice called from behind him. He spotted the dark, long coat when he turned his head as far as he could in the direction behind him. He growled more, feeling asthough he figured out who it was that had done it, and shook his head in rage.
"Restrictor! Dammit!" He roared, waiting for some sort of explanation.
"Weiss ... no need to be such a nuisance... all you had to do was swear your forever allegiance to me ... and keep to the rules..." He muttered quietly, but still loud enough for the other man to hear as he began to circle the chained man.
"Restrictor ... " Weiss gritted his teeth harshly, narrowing his gaze on the man.
"Weiss." He purred, stopping his circling of the other as he came to the front of him for the second time. "Swear your soul to me."
"Tch! Never." Weiss told the man, wearing a cocky grin in place of the grimace on his face, taking a step back toward the chair and putting his hands on his hips defiantly.
"Then suffer." Restrictor swiftly removed his long jacket, revealing the thin, pale-skinned, yet built abdomen of a Restrictor as he pointed his gun in Weiss' direction, resuming his circling of the prisoner.
"Or, you could pledge yourself to me." Narrowing his gaze, Weiss frowned and continued to watch the gun. "I'd rather di-" but he paused, thinking of something, returning a smirk to his lips. "... die, serving you, oh-great Restrictor."
"... Say it again." The other commanded, his tone demanding yet still sly.
"I wish to serve no one but you, Restrictor."
"... Say it again."
"I want to be your loyal Tsviet."
"... Once more."
"I will be the one to carry out your will at your command."
"Very good." The man purred and laughed softly at the same time. The man, though it was unclear as to why to Weiss, strutted slowly and carefully over to him, probably wearing some sort of smirk under that concealing helmet. "But, I barely believe it." He lightly traced his hand along Weiss' abdomen, running one hand down toward the other`s thigh, while one ran up to his shoulder. He rested one hand on the man's shoulder, continually running hand up and down the others thigh and stomach. "You're mine, Immaculate." His voice was quiet but thick with a sadistic, hedonist's sort of pleasure. Taking advantage of the chained up man, Restrictor let his hand dance across the trim of the man's pants. And though the man's muscles had tensed up entirely, the Restrictor smoothly continued to touch the Emperor multiple times over; deciding to let his hands stop somewhere along his chest. Weiss' lip twitched in a subtle fashion, trying to push Restrictor off him - but the short, spiked chains kept him from moving very much at all. "Hnh ... You knew it would end up like this. Why did you have to try and rise up against me?"
Weiss refused to answer.
"Immaculate." He stopped touching Weiss all together, taking a step back, glaring the bright, blue eyes behind the helmet directly at his.
"... I was ..." Weiss paused to quickly think over an answer. "... jealous, Restrictor." Though he knew it was a lie, himself, he made it sound like a vehement answer - just to give Restrictor the satisfaction he always seemed to desire.
"I know, Weiss, I know." The tone returned to that sadistic, soft-sounding tone, full of a perverse allurement. "But you won't be doing that again, will you?" It was more of a statement than a demand, but nonetheless, Weiss nodded his head affirmatively. "I thought so." He murmured, moving himself toward Weiss yet again, standing in front of him and tilting his enshrouded head. With a swift, soft movement of his wrist, Restrictor stuck his hand in between Weiss' long, white hair and the back of his neck. "And I'll make sure it never happens again." He purred, forcefully gripping the man's neck - causing a light gasp to subtly escape the Emperor's throat -, digging his thin fingers into the mans neck, being sure to cause a sharp pain to run down the Tsviet's spine. All he had to do was slightly touch the chip that had been implanted in the man's brain stem and that would be enough to remind him that he was the one in control and was not to be tested. He held the spot for a moment, finally releasing the other man's neck from his grasp, letting go and turning away from him.
"Restrictor ..." Weiss growled lightly.
"What is it, Tsviet?"
"Let me prove to you how loyal I will be."
End Prologue
*1: "Quote" - A quote from Restrictor in the game.
*2: Heaven & Earth - The names of Weiss' two gun blades.