Tokyo ghoul
this is an OC and Kaneki Pov, Kaneki's Pov doesn't come till later.
I don't own anything. The manga and anime is soo amazing I could never touch it.
this is starting before the Yamori torture arc, when he is working for Aogori with the dead bodies.
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It was his eyes that made him stand out. Sure this was gruesome work, but honestly it looked as if this was hell for him. Taking the dead bodies and making them "manageable" for the higher ups. He was shaking so bad I thought for sure he'd be punished. I'm not exactly certain what made me do it but I found myself right next to him, and then taking the "meat" from him. I quickly broke it up and moved back to my spot like I had never been there. Yet I had, and those eyes, those grey eyes I could feel them on me and they weren't leaving.
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His name was Ken Kaneki. I overheard it when I passed Banjou. I laughed at the irony. Ken meant strong and so far he had only convinced me of the opposite.
But why should I care? Why did I help him out? He's just a weakling we picked up. Someone he needed help and protection. So why did I bother? 'Because he remind s you of-'
"oi Kano!"
The shout pulled me from my thoughts. "Yes?" I answered back into the darkness.
"Why did you get assigned with those pieces of trash to monitor the food department?" Ayato questioned.
"I um.." I scratched my head, "I sorta had an er.. disagreement with Eto.."
"Arghh " Ayato sighed, "just because you moved up doesn't mean you have the right to say what you want. You should watch your mouth."
"I don't need a babysitter Ayato! I can handle myself." I retorted. "AND were the same age. I'm not somebody's younger sister. I don't need someone looking out for me." I said.
"Come on Kano I'm only trying to keep your inner idiot from coming out." Ayato replied with a smirk. "Fighting doesn't solve everything."
I gritted my teeth and swung at him. He easily dodged my punch and responded with a quick kick to my side. I crashed into the wall and laughed. "But it sure does feel good."
Ayato smiled and waited for me to join him. We were always like this, messing around with each other. Maybe it was because we were both such hot heads, and loved to fight. I loved to fight, but it didn't make me any friends so I only had Ayato in this shit hole.
I was small for my age, the top of my head only reaching Ayato's shoulder. So I wore thick soled chunky black boots to give me some height, about an inch or two. Since I was higher up I didn't have to wear the customary Aogiri robes that didn't fit me at all. Instead I sported all black. A slim black hoodie with black tights. My hair was also black, with long bangs that barely stayed out of my eyes. My hair wasn't very long, stopping below my shoulders. My body was made up of angles. Sharp face and chin and small figure with no noticeable curves. Maybe my face would be pretty if the scowl ever left it or it wasn't constantly beat up. The only noticeable feature was my eyes. They were too big for my face and too black that you couldn't tell where my pupil was. And my personality w as nothing to brag about, not only did I constantly fight but I was cold. I didn't used to be like this. At least I hope not. My parents were kind and supporting, they taught me about the world. But they forgot to teach me about the evil in it. Maybe that's why they ended up dead. And I sure as hell know that the evil in this world killed my brother.
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I walked down the hallways toward the food department. Only a couple more days of this until I get to do some real work with Ayato.
I walked through the door and immediately those grey eyes are piercing into me again. God I hope he has grown up since last time because there's no way I can risk helping him out agian. My eyes circle around the room trying to avoid his gaze and land on a young boy. Probably forced here. This is the worst work. I watched as he ripped an arm off a bloodied body. I hoped that this kid was the youngest one here, but I didn't have much faith. I remember I was 13 when I was recruited.
It was only weeks after my brother had been murdered by the CCG, and I was on the run because the investigators had seen my face. The 8th ward was no picnic. Gangs and murders frequented the area, both human and ghoul ones. I was hiding in the alleyways and in trashcans. Trying to avoid them. I still had no control over my kagune and was in no shape to fight when Aogiri found me . They had been killing the doves for fun and happened to have killed the ones chasing me. So they recruited me, I was perfect; a ball of anger and vengeance just waiting to fight against those who had taken everything away from me, the CCG. I got stronger with every fight. And now finally after four long years I was someone in Aogiri. I could finally do something.
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end of first chapter. Hope you liked it. Also for all you anime fans you should check out the anime Future Diary (aka Mirai Nikki) it's amazing as well and I love it.