Chapter 1: Everyday Torture

A wise man once said "The protagonist of a story is simply the view point from which the story is told" or if he didn't he should have.

For example let's take me. I'm more of a comedic sociopath like character adding whimsy and laughs to the plot while at the same time doing things that… need to be done. I'm guess I'm more of Dotachin's supporting character. But in my plot I'm the dark mysterious hero. What plot? Well that's a stupid question. The plot of my life of course.

Life is just a plot line, and like a writer would in a manga or a light novel you leave out the parts you don't like and keep the parts you actually care about. And I've left out the parts of my past like all dark heroes do. But know it's time to make a prequel to my story. To explain why I am what I am. Every hero has an origin story right?

Would you like to hear it? You would? I have to warn you though it's quite violent. Like Fate/Zero violent. Well maybe not as stabby… More fire though. Much more fire :D. You still want to hear it? Ok let's start then.

Like all Heroes with dark pasts I am completely different back then than I am now. For starters I wasn't an Otaku back then. And also…. also…. Ah, I was a psychopath back then. Now I'm just a sociopath with psychopathic tendencies.

You probably can tell by my looks but I'm a half. I wish I was half elf half magical elemental being hybrid but I'm not that kind of half. You see my mom was American and my dad was a rich Japanese business man. So I was forced to go through the pains of a good education and didn't have any contact with any mangas or light novels. After I left high school my mom disappeared from my life. With the only thing tethering me to my clichéd tyrannical Japanese patriarchal father I left the house and did what I did best.

I inflicted pain on others.

You misunderstand I didn't do it out of some twisted depression or "I've suffered so everyone else should too" quest for vengeance. I was always good at hurting people probably because I don't feel guilt. Even now I don't feel guilt burning people. Just a tinge of sympathy. I was just restrained by my imposing father. After escaping the demon lords clutches I became a confused princess who eventually became wild by roaming with the wolves for too long (actually that's seems like a good plot. Better write it down)

I joined a petty color gang (that's name I wont mention cause its not of any importance), and did all the things they didn't have the stomach to do. I was a real monster.

Every time I hurt someone I felt as though I was making my mark on another person's world. And that thought helped me cope with how empty my world was. This was just another day in the office for me.

-A long long time ago in some run down storage building in Ikebukuro-

"Ok we know your part of the Blue Squares! So tell us, where's you meeting place?! Where's your leader?! Does he have a girlfriend?! Family?! How many men do you have?!"

The man in the ***** colored ***** punched the tied up Blue Square member in the jaw.

"Tell us damn it!"

The Blue Square member spat out a few teeth but continued to stay silent.

"You think you can just mess with us and get away with it punk?!"

The ***** leader in a fit of anger started kicking and stomping on the Blue Square making him cry out.

"Now now Mr.***** don't lose your temper"

"Yumasaki!"

"You wont get anything for him that way." Walker let out a laugh. It was devoid of any joyfulness, cold and steely as his squinted eyes. "You'll just knock him unconscious or worse kill him. Either way he wont be talking"

Walker put his bag on the floor.

"Leave torture to the experts and take your lackeys somewhere else for a hour" Walker pulled out a lighter from his bag and smiled, "he'll be talking by then"

***** gulped. He somehow mustered a gruff voice "Ok we'll leave it to you then Yumasaki. Come on guys we're taking a walk"

After they left Walker turned back to his victim. "Well I guess its just you and me huh?"

"I won't... tell you... anything" the badly beaten Blue Square managed to sputter.

"Who said anything about telling" Walker said, lighting the lighter on the skin of the Blue Squares feet.

The Blue square howled.

"I'll make you spit out everything you know and maybe even some pleas for mercy."

-One long censored hour later-

"Is that all?" Walker asked the Blue Square as he lazily flicked his lighter open and closed.

"Yes... That's everything I know..."

"So let me get this straight" Walker said to the terrified Blue square lying at his feet, pacing around him in a deliberate circle. "You don't know where your boss lives, you don't know if he has any loved ones. All you know is the location of one member?"

"Yes, that's all... I know!" said the Blue Square rasping for breath as he spoke. "Please... believe me"

"I believe you" Walker said rummaging through his bag. He pulled out a gasoline tank."So you know what I'm wondering?" he asked the Blue Square while unscrewing the cap.

"What...?"

Walker splashed the contents of the tank over the Blue Square. "Whats the point of having you around now?"

He flicked open his lighter, "There's a river in that direction. If you run fast enough you should make it."

After the screams subsided far into the distance Walker started to store everything back into his bag.

"***** is late" he muttered to himself. "Oh well time to pay one Mr. Kadota Kyohei a visit"

You could say this "ordinary" torture is what impacted the rest of my life.

That "everyday" torture allowed me to meet Erika.

And allowed my empty world to be filled to the brim.

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Ah I almost forgot, I have to record the new episode of "To Aru no Majutsu no Index"~

I'll tell the rest of the story some other time K?

Well that's the first installment! If you have suggestions PM me and ill either agree with them wholeheartedly or completely ignore them. If you have a light novel, anime or manga you want referenced send it too and I'll include it (seeing it'll save me the searching time) More obscure the better. Thanks for reading