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FICTION
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Prologue: Origins
You know that something is wrong when you feel your body dying, blood flowing out of the deep gashes in your chest and the dryness forming in your throat.
I felt numb, my corpse getting colder and colder and the weight of the hard steel straining further my weak form.
I could feel the slowly ceasing movements of my compan- or better attempted murderer, as the wounds she received somehow were worse than mine.
If I wasn't dying in that moment I would have smiled at the irony but now I was busy trying to not leave the real world forever.
I am actually impressed I came up with so many details about my current predicament as I was an average student.
Maybe death opened my inner poet eye?
...Nah, it was the bloodloss starting to make me think dumb things.
Maybe I should have had friends.
Maybe that could have saved me from the whole situation.
My eyelids started to get heavier as a familiar blue-red lights started to approach and I felt myself wander off from reality as blurred figures closed up on the scene.
Just... just a little nap...
"Mr. Kawashi, it's good to see you recovering from that unfortunate accident."
This doctor, Kanou, didn't felt much like a normal medic if I had to be honest.
"The surgery that I had personally taken care off helped up in recovering the organs that had been crushed by the steel beams. Thankfully the ones we harvested from the young lady that had not survived were good enough to replace the damaged ones."
Wait- "What?" My eye (one of them hidden for some reason behind an eyepatch) stared wide at this Kanou as he explained that he had put the Ghoul's organ into him.
Was this even legal?
"And I see that your body has recovered fully from that predicament, so I have nothing to restrain you to this hospital."
In a matter of seconds I was out of the building, donning my damaged clothes and lacking my shoes.
"How in the hell did I get out?" I whispered to myself, ignoring the stares the people were giving to my current appearance and apparent crazy-like look plastered in my visage.
"And who stole my shoes!"
Sore, confused, angry, pissed, interestingly bored and tired, I decided for now retreating back home would have been the best choice.
One of the nurses had said I was in a two-weeks-long coma and that nobody had checked my address, so-
"FUCK!" My anger bubbled in my head as I stared at my mostly emptied appartment.
TV? Stolen.
Console? Taken.
My bag filled with homework from Uni? Still there!
I had the luck of getting robbed by fiends, not thieves!
Yet I was spared of the issues of going to do several part-times job as my secret money stash had not been noticed and my PC, being too heavy, had been left behind.
So my current mood was pissed but not too much. It could have been worse.
I felt my stomach demanding food with some loud gurgles and I went to open my fridge.
I picked one of the steaks I had bought few weeks earlier and saw that it was not beyond expiration.
As I opened the plastic container, I felt a terrible smell assault my poor nose and I almost tripped at the immediate gag-reflex.
It felt like- dirty rags covered in spoiled milk.
...What?
What was that? I know that it wasn't something I could come up with, who is there!
My, my, are you maybe going mad?
I noticed the feminine accent in the voice echoing in my brain, familiar but I was still unable to pinpoint whom it was from.
Dunno, but I don't know why my new personality is a young woman.
A soft, gracious giggle caused a sweatdrop to roll from my forehead.
I should feel hurted by your lack of recognision, Takeo, I thought we were turning into a couple two weeks ago..
Her tone lacked the classic 'hurted' attenuation that a serious sentence demanded and I knew she was... flirting?
You should give me a little more details as I can't remember who is-
Rize Kamishiro.
...still nothing, lady.
She sighed and dropped the detail I required to remember her.
Glasses, fan of Sen Takatsuki's books and... well-endowed.
Oh, Oh, OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Now I remember! You were that wo-
I froze as I remember what the flirting lady was.
You should be dead.
It wasn't a question. I knew she was not-alive and that it should be impossible to even hear someone speaking in your mind.
I should... but I'm not!
My eyebrows rose in confusion.
What do you mean 'you are not'?!
I know as much as you do, Takeo-kun, and it's even more surprising being there..
Wait! You mean you are not some traumatic-induced voice inside my head, you are really there!
A giggle spread shivers through my body and I felt unsure if it meant the former or the latter.
Well, that is a se-cre-t~!
Bitch!
She laughed at my reply but I 'felt' her somber up as I returned to glance at the steak on the ground.
While I would enjoy the talk insane people do inside their head, I think we have some major issues to solve.
"I can't eat this.."
Indeed. You are now a Ghoul, Takeo-kun.
"I thought that having just part of your organs.."
Would have avoided the hunger for human meat? Don't dream too big, Takeo-kun, it takes very little for your hopes to crash hard because reality.
"B-But I don't want to go Hannibal Lecter on anyone!"
And why not? Imagine the taste your favourite food has on every single bite you dispense on the flesh of terrified people-
"That sounds outright creepy."
And speaking with the voices in your head isn't?
Her calm but demanding tone was starting to unnerve me.
"I-" My position was too much frail, I had too little possibilities to go with that avoided killing innocents. "I will not eat humans!"
She giggled knowingly and that scared me to no end.
I know you think so... but as they says 'the mind is strong but the body is weak.'
"T-T-" I stuttered, unsure what to do to solve to major problem.
But... what if...
There was a way, an hope and he needed to act quickly!
The library of the Kamii University was a place that I, Takeo Kawashi, had visited just once in the earlier days of the year and I was surprised to see the large amount of books present within the huge room.
I think you are wasting time, Takeo-kun. No Ghoul has ever bothered with suppressing our urges and I doubt you will manage this.
Just because nobody tried! I thought loudly as I searched through books and books for hints in his quest. Doesn't mean it isn't possible!
She sighed. Do what you want. At least I will enjoy your depression for later.
Ignoring her final comment, I dove on the books detailing a single particle that separated humans from Ghouls.
Ghouls have ten-times higher the amount of RC cells than humans.
RC cells were what made Ghouls so much dangerous and sturdier than normal folks and were the reason they could develop their Kagune from the Kakuhou.
This particular cells, while harmless in small quantities, were know to cause the RC cell over-secretion syndrome.
Possibly the worst illnesses a poor dude could get and thankfully Ghouls don't.
Suppressant to those cells already existed but none were capable of suppressing the need to eat human meat.
Maybe a modification could?
The next book described thorougly the RC Suppressants and I wrote down its composition and how the component reacted to each other.
IT CAN BE DONE!
I hope your heart will not break when your plans fail.
I huffed at the negative words but I wasn't deterred.
As I wrote down the name of those books to buy and study those more, I bumped in the shorter brunette entering the library followed by a blonde nuisance.
"S-Sorry, Kawashi-san." I nodded and moved away as fast as possible as Nagachika's eyes widened as he looked at my face.
If there was something I preferred to avoid the most is getting annoyed and maybe discovered by the weird duo of Kamii.
"Wai-" I didn't bother turning around as I started to jog away from the campus and back in the 17th Ward.
I almost went after that little boy, Kaneki, if I hadn't saw you that day.
I frowned at the revelation, surprised and confused.
You were alone and so harmless~
Was it out of pity or because I was without someone backing me that you ambushed me?
..Yes~.
Ignoring the urge to facepalm, I focused on the issue at hand.
While returning home, I entered quickly in a small market and bought several components and possible replacements for my experiment.
Once back in the safe wall of my flat, I put the ingredients in the table of the living room.
I've seen a lot of weird things but seeing a mad scientist at work is even new for me.
Shut up..
Putting some protective clothes, gloves and glasses I started to take some instruments I got from my late father.
Yes, Takeo Kawashi, was an orphan. But this doesn't matter at the moment.
And now... let's start!
After three hours of pain and labor, I finally found it!
Tests after tests, I managed to stabilise a good formula that held well and mostly focused on suppressing the Ghoul's need of meat.
I finally managed to eat that goddamn steak without the need of vomiting over everything and the surprise I 'felt' from Rize just made the whole thing more fun.
Y-You... HOW?!
I gulped down another bite as I showed my smugness in a small grin.
"I study medicine at Uni and my father was a smart guy so..." I shrugged. "I'm good?"
She was acting surprised by this development but I knew she was merely intrigued.
I was acting smug because I knew there was a catch behind all of this.
The components were expensive, just a little less than regular RC suppressants, and lasted for 4 hours.
With the remaining ingredients I managed to create five bottles of the compound and I didn't have a stable income to keep making this stuff regularly.
Tired from my 'mad scientist moment' as Rize had baptised it, I decided to enter my bedroom and sleep a little.
It was already close to midnight and I had barely caught some rest from the frantic actions I had to go through today.
Yet as I pulled the cover over my chest, I felt still a bit awake and so picked the first thing I could get in the pile of books near the bed.
Surprisingly enough, my hand grasped at a small, old comic of Spider-man.
It's been years since I read an issue of my favourite hero and I decided to indulge my inner child and read the comic.
That seems interesting.
"It is.. have you ever read any comic when you were a child?"
I didn't have the best of childhoods. No, I never read a comic book.
"A pity. Those are good stuff."
Indeed...
Ten minutes were wasted in silent reading as I felt my boredom finally replaced by a relaxing calm spreading in my mind.
Why don't you do like the protagonist, Peter Parker?
My eyebrows rose. "How so?"
He works part-time doing something he can do best because of the circumstances. There is this coffee shop, the one where we encountered each other... Anteiku, it's manager and the workers are Ghouls. Maybe the old man might offer you a job there..
..."Rize, you magnificient woman!"
A giggle escaped her mouth. You sure know how to make a woman embarassed, Takeo-kun. I might enter your dreams from now on~
Paling at that prospective, I heard another laugh coming from the curious voice in my head.
It seems that the world has truly gone mad!
AN
I noticed that my current TG's fanfic is far more serious than I hoped and I did promise you that the weekly-update fanfic would have been a little more lighthearted.
So here is The Rise of Ghoul-Man! A Tokyo Ghoul story with an original protagonist with a minor xover with Spider-man.
I hope you all like this!
