Disclaimer: I do NOT own Deadman Wonderland, even though I wish I did, it is an awesome Manga and Anime.
Chapter Warnings: Blood and kind of gorish, you have been warned!
AN: I DO own Eyes (Oc Character). And now may I present...Deadman Wonderland: Blood & Chocolate!
Deadman Wonderland: Blood & Chocolate
0 Blood: Strawberries & Chocolate
A light flickered above, illuminating the small cubical for a brief 30 seconds until it darkened, repeating this process over and over again. And with every flicker a figure could be seen standing on a stool in the gray, grime, dirt covered room. The person, a boy, was completely nude in front of the mirror hanging on the wall that reflected his image from the shoulders up. All that covered him was a red liquid coating that caked into his pale white skin.
Slowly, a trembling hand then reached over to the toilet paper rack, bolted to the wall between the sink and toilet, and ripped a long piece off before raising the tissue to the right side of his face. The boy dabbed slowly at first, the surface underneath squishing below the white flimsy material that gradually soaked crimson and crumbling to pieces. As it turned color he dabbed faster and faster, growling in frustration. After a while the boy had in his hands nothing more than a soaking wet mess scrunched up in the form of a ball, he then dropped it on the floor without a care.
Watching his appearance with crimson eyes the boy looked at it confused, as if his reflection had become distorted, like he did not know the person in the mirror at all. Reaching out he touched the mirror and placed his fingertips on the glass surface, caressing it with a downward motion. And like paintbrushes, red paint followed after the five digits. Suddenly, the brushes became aggravated, they smeared at the canvas, slapping at it, smearing the crimson everywhere, as if trying to frantically erase something.
And in an instant the motions ceased, a strip of the canvas still blank. Looking past all the crimson to the clean slate the hand drew back, as if slapped, and went back to the right side of his face. Running his hand over the torn skin he did it once.
Twice.
A third time.
Fourth...
Fifth...
Each time slow and steady, as if petting a cat. Then came the sixth, a faster more severe clawing. He scratched at the gooey gunk on his face, tearing at it, ripping it apart from his face as if getting rid of a dirt spot in clothes. And with every scratch the melted, cooked flesh fell away, slapping onto the cold tiled floor.
The boy took some into his hand and flicked it into the now red covered sink. He carved at his face and neck like carving a turkey of its skin.
Sirens blared a muffled scream as he took his hand from his face, the confused look coating it now replaced with one of satisfaction, as if waking from a good nights sleep.
Looking down at the sink, right next to the red speckled faucet, a single golden wrapped treat sat, harmless and clean. Reaching out he took it and delicately unwrapped it revealing a chocolaty nut covered ball of sweetness.
BANG!
"OH MY GOD!" cried a voice and several others, retching could be heard just beyond the door as others screamed.
Licking the deep crimson syrup from his fingers the boy bit into the treat, a sadistic Cheshire smile spreading across his lips.
"Chocolate always did taste better with strawberries."
Next: 1st Blood: Bloody Falcon
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Sayonara!
