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I know this is only my second fanfiction, but I really want to try my hand at a multi-chapter story. Hope it meets your expectations, however low they may be!

P.S: Part of this chapter is ripped and edited from my other fanfiction Merciful.

P.P.S: I've updated the chapter so it's more original than it previously was.

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"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you, Yuka! Oi!" Yuuya Kizami called out as he wondered the halls of Heavenly Host Elementary, looking for a certain young girl. Yuka Mochida gasped as she heard her name being called. Choking back tears, she ran, desperately hoping for something, anything to save her. "Don't think you can run from me Yuka! I'll kill you! I swear it!" Kizami called out, his voice much closer than it was previously had been. Yuka forced her legs to move faster and put more distance between the two.

Suddenly, out of the blue, a young girl in a red dress just appeared in front of Yuka, causing her to stop dead in her tracks. "This way..." the girl whispered and disappeared through a door next to her. Should I follow her? Yuka thought as she wondered if she should follow the ghost's advice. Then she remembered who was chasing her, and dashed after the girl in the red dress.

"Where am I now?" Yuka asked herself. The ghost had disappeared, and left her in a hallway. Should I continue forward? Maybe I should just rest for a minute... "Yuka?" Kizami called out from behind Yuka. I can rest later, the young girl thought as she started moving again. A few seconds later, Kizami appeared from the doorway and grinned at the sight of Yuka running. "Run, rabbit, run! Hahaha!" He was about to resume chasing Yuka, when suddenly, a large moan came from behind him. Kizami turned to see a tall man wearing black wielding hammer above his head. Yuuya jumped backwards, just barley dodging what would have been a fatal blow. What the hell! Where'd he come from?! The man raised his hammer to deliver a second strike. "Oh no you don't!" Kizami growled out as his hand dove into his pocket and pulled out a bloodied knife. He squinted for a few seconds as he aimed for a suitable target, then threw his knife, the blade burying itself into the man's forehead. The ghost stood there, frozen for a few seconds, before Kizami got tried of waiting and slammed his foot into the man's chest. He fell to ground without making a single noise, no cry of pain, nothing, and Yuuya walked up to him smirking and pulled his knife from the man's forehead.

"This guy has killed countless other people, and yet I managed do stop him in a few seconds. How disappointing." Kizami put the knife back in his pocket and turned back to where he'd last seen Yuka. "I've wasted enough time. She can't have gone far," she said as he walked of, leaving the body of his attacker behind.

(With Yuka)

Seeing that Kizami was no longer in sight, Yuka finally stopped running and sat down in the middle of the corridor, panting heavily. "Onii... Chan..." she wined as she thought of her big brother. Onii-chan... wherever you are, please come and save me! At that moment hand came to rest on her shoulder. "Yuka, are you alright?" a kind voice said. Yuka's eyes lit up. It must her onii-chan! He'd heard her! Smiling, she turned... and found herself looking into Kizami's eyes. She instantly let out a scream, and fell backwards, her first instinct to ran away. But something was different. Kizami was looking at her in a caring, sympathetic way. He seemed genuinely concerned about her. "I'm sorry I scared you Yuka," he said, a warm smile on his face. "Come on. Let's get going." Yuka looked up at him with scared, but hopeful eyes. "Are we going to... find my onii-chan?" she asked hesitantly. "Why, that's me isn't it?" Yuuya replied, his smile turning into a sneer as he grabbed Yuka's arm and started dragging her off with him. "N-no! Please! Let me go!" the young girl screamed as she dug her heels into the floor.

Whack!

"Shut up Yuka," Kizami said as he punched the back of Yuka's head, knocking her out almost instantly. "Come on. There's a room Kurosaki says we should visit." He picked up her motionless body, effortlessly put her on her left shoulder and walked off, tossing the science lab key up and down as he went.

(Later)

Darkness.

That was the first thing Yuka saw of when she came to. She couldn't see anything at all except for a black void that almost seemed to have been wrapped around her. If she focused she could make out vague outlines of walls and a door but nothing beyond that. The second thing she thought of was pain. There was a dreadful pounding in the back of her head, almost like someone was hitting her with a hammer every few seconds. She whimpered as a few tears fell from her eyes.

''Onii-chan...'' Yuka whispered. Onii-chan. Satoshi, her big brother. He'd protect her. He'd just pat her head and make the pain go away. But... where was he now? No doubt searching for her, his mind focused on finding his little sister, no matter what.

''Are you awake now, Yuka?'' The sudden voice pulled Yuka from her thoughts. She turned her head in it's direction, but found she still could not see anything. The sound of a chair scraping back entered her ears, and then the tapping of footsteps as whoever was sitting down made his way to her.

''Have you finally calmed down Yuka, my dear sister?'' Sister? It didn't sound like her onii-chan. But it seemed very familiar. Then, suddenly, there was a clicking sound, like a light switch being flicked, and the darkness in front of her was lifted, giving her sight once more. Yuka looked around the room she was in. It appeared to be some kind of lab, and Yuka seemed to be on one of the many tables scattered throughout the room in an odd pattern. She tried to move her legs and get off, but found that she couldn't move them at all. They seemed to be bound by some kind of rope.

''Don't struggle, Yuka~. You'll only make things worse," the voice whispered in her ear. Then someone stepped out from behind her. It was a tall man with short, black hair that fell in front of his grey eyes. He had a white untucked shirt and a maroon blazer slung over his right shoulder, and black trousers with a silver chain looped into them. Yuka's eyes widened in realization and fear. Yuuya Kizami. The one who said he'd help her, and instead tried to kill her.

"Ahh, glad you still remember me," he said, grinning maniacally. "I was beginning to wonder if I'd hit you to hard. But now that you awake..." Kizami pulled out a knife from his pocket. The silver blade was stained with dried blood. Yuka watched it fearfully as the young man slowly rotated it.

"Such an exquisite blade, isn't it Yuka", Yuuya said as he slowly turned the weapon, making sure Yuka could see every inch of it. "I'm sorry it's a little dirty, thanks to a certain... someone. But it still cuts like new." Yuka shook with fear and panic as Yuuya slowly and carefully laid the blade against her flesh.

"Do you want to see something amazing Yuka? It's the exact moment when a life ends. When it shines it's brightest. And lucky you, you'll be the brightest one yet!" Yuuya said, his face twisted into a maniacal grin, and his eyes filled with madness, as he pressed the blade into Yuka's cheek. Unable to hold back the tears anymore, Yuka cried out in pain as crimson blood leaked out of the wound and onto the table.

(5 minutes later)

Yuka trembled in fear on the table, covered in cuts and blood. She didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore. Kizami looked over her, eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.

"Look at you, poor girl. Tied up. Soaked in your own blood. Its pitiful," he said, smiling as he looked her up and down. Continuing to smile, he raised his knife above his head. "Don't worry Yuka. I'm feeling merciful. So I'll be sure to end you quickly!"

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Poor Girl?

Pitiful?

Merciful?

What the hell am I thinking? Kizami thought as he slowly lowered his knife hand. Why am I feeling pity for her? What makes her different from the others? Yuuya looked down at the cowering girl before him, who had closed her eyes in fear. So small... So innocent. She shouldn't be put through this pain... Did I really just think that?! Suddenly, Kizami gripped the edge of the table, thoughts rushing into his mind.

"Why..." he whispered. "Why is this happening? I'm acting like some idiotic OC!" Yuka, surprised that she wasn't dead yet, slowly opened her eyes to see Kizami holding his head in his hands, shaking like he was about to collapse and muttering inaudible gibberish. She knew she should take advantage of this and try to escape, but... Kizami looked like he was in real pain, and her helpful nature took over.

"Are... are you alright?" She asked, still half-afraid. Yuuya slowly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes now filled with confusion, shock, and regret. "There... there are some headache pills in my...my pocket. You can take some... if you want..." Kizami stared at her in pure disbelief. He had chased her, tried to force her into being his sister, and even nearly killed her, yet here she was, offering him medicine. Slowly, his lips curved upwards into a smile. Not an arrogant smirk or a murderous grin, but an actual, genuine, smile. As if to reassure him, Yuka nervously smiled back at him.

"Yuka..." he said, reaching out to her, gratitude and happiness written all over his face. Then his knife hand suddenly reared up again, and plunged downwards, aiming for Yuka's hands. The girl gave a short scream of surprise and closed her eyes, waiting for the pain.

Snap!

Snap!

Suddenly, Yuka felt her arms and legs go slack. He had cut the ropes, not her wrists! Kizami put the knife back in his pocket, and held out his hand.

"Come on Yuka", he said, giving her a warm smile. "Let's find your brother. For real this time."

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You have no idea how long I spend wondering where I should start the story. Eventually when I decided to do the scene where Kizami has captured Yuka, I decided to just rip parts from my other story Merciful and edit them because I didn't feel like writing that scene again. Don't worry though! Next chapter will be significantly more original!

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