Universal Funeral Chapter 1

Psychotic Prisoner

Ryou woke up covered in blood and he discovered he was holding a machine gun in one hand and a blood soaked knife in the other. Before him, about 100 innocent people lay in deathly silence with their internal organs sprawled out in a mess on the ground. Some of their limbs had been torn off by brute force. Their faces expressed their utter fear and despair. They looked as though they'd been through hell. Blood was still pouring from their tearful eyes.

Ryou realized he was lying in the middle of a bloodbath and it looked like it was all his doing. His mind convinced him… he would never do something like this… but the evidence was overwhelming. The blood on Ryou was not his own, it was of the innocent victims all around him. Ryou felt himself going faint… he wanted to scream… he would never do anything like this! Surely he didn't lose his mind overnight?

"Drop your weapons!" An angry voice called from the distance. Ryou looked in the direction the voice came from… it was the army! They even had a tank with them. There were at least 100 guns pointed at Ryou. He was wanted. A lot. And the army were not taking any chances. Ryou had no choice. They would kill him if he resisted in the slightest. He dropped the machine gun and the knife into the massive bloodbath.

"Stand away from the bloodbath!" The next order boomed out. Ryou obeyed. Only then did Ryou notice that the police were here too. Several soldiers ran forward to disable Ryou. They threw him to the ground and he was promptly handcuffed. "End of the line, you sadistic bastard" One of them yelled. "We're placing you under arrest…" Said a police officer to Ryou. Ryou felt sick… this was the worst morning ever.

Ryou was taken into an army truck and driven to a high security prison. Several armed soldiers were there too. Ryou had no chance of escape. "What are your parents going to think about this?" One of them joked at Ryou. Ryou had lost contact with his mother… but he was sure his father was going to disown him for this apocalyptic act. Heck, he was sure he'd get the death sentence. He didn't know what to do. He was only fifteen years old after all.

After about an hour of depressing thoughts, Ryou noticed the truck had stopped. "We're here. Get off slowly" One of the soldiers ordered to Ryou. "We'll have to wash you first and give you prison clothes" Another ordered. Yes the blood really had to go if Ryou was to look normal.

Before he knew it, Ryou was being detained… there was no point in interrogating him the police thought. He was surely the mass murderer. For Ryou, there was no hope in hell.

"So, you're the new criminal here?" The prison guard asked. Even although he secretly detested being called criminal, Ryou knew by now, he can't argue. "Yes" Ryou answered quickly. "Your have a cellmate you know" The guard replied. "Where is he?" Ryou enquired. "We caught him yesterday, he's in court as we speak. He did much the same as you did. Court doesn't last long for you types because you both have overwhelming evidence against you both." The guard responded. "It'll be nice to have some company" Ryou said too quickly. "I don't think you want to know this guy… now get in your cell." The guard finished.

Inside the cell, it was like living in a cube made of metal. Even the window had spikes over it… which were covered in blood. The door, the walls, the floor and even the roof was made of solid metal. There was no way out. He saw a bed with satanic symbols drawn all over it in what Ryou hoped was red pen. That must be his cellmate's bed. Ryou decided he should sit on the other bed on the other side of the room. He had yet to come to terms with his cruel fate. Surely the court would fin him innocent. Ryou knew to the best of his knowledge, he was not a murderer. He was a good person. But now the only one who would believe that was himself and it greatly pained him mentally. He was being put in a prison full of the most dangerous criminals imaginable. It was totally bloody unjustifiable.

Several miles away, a court case was under way, with Ryou's future cellmate. The audience looked at the criminal in extreme awe. He was the toughest of his kind. His mere appearance was terrifying. He was deathly white skinned with bright white hair and blood red eyes that glared menacingly at anyone who spoke to him. He wasn't super tall, he was six foot tall. Yet he had never lost a fight. He was caught yesterday in the act of murdering over 200 people. How he did it was beyond any reasoning. He was super sadistic and it showed.

"Mr Lucifer, the evidence is overwhelming, I have to pass sentence" The judge said sternly. "My name is Kura, use it or fucking die" The blood red eyed demon replied.

"I sentence Mr Lucifer to death by firing squad… but we're going to have to imprison him for about a year until we have an execution slot. Lots of death penalties been handed out recently." The judge finished.

And with that, Kura still was still smiling. "Oh fucking bring it on" He yelled and he was dragged into an army vehicle headed for the same prison Ryou was in. He'd been detained yesterday in that exact prison. He did have a cellmate at the time but his cellmate was discovered one morning impaled on the window spikes. Kura said his 'buddy' couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide. It looked suspicious but since Kura had already been convicted of killing at least 200 by hand, what point was there in charging him with one more murder?

Ryou was about to face the court now. Six hours of mental torment later, the metal door opened. "You're going to court right now… I'm sure I'll be seeing you again." The guard commanded. By the time Kura got back, Ryou was gone to court. Everyone in the prison was scared of Kura. There was something satanic about him. He hadn't been in prison long but his presence was well known. Even the guards gave Kura a wide berth. They wouldn't interfere with Kura.

Ryou's worst fears came true. His father hated him now. The judge's verdict was final… he was going to be killed at the same time as some guy called Mr Lucifer. The name said it all. Ryou did plead not guilty but it had no effect. He was doomed.

Soon he was back at the prison. Back in the same cell. He looked at his cellmate, which was Kura.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" Kura screeched at the youngster.

"…Hello" Ryou replied, full of fear.

"The last dumbfuck person that said that to me died" Kura swiftly responded.

"Who was he?" Ryou squeaked.

"My last damn cellmate" Kura said before laughing.

Then, Kura walked over to Ryou and pressed him against the wall.

"Do you see the wonderful blood on that spiked window over there, kid?" Kura boomed loudly.

"Yes" Ryou muttered.

"That will be you if you mess with me" Kura replied angrily.

"I won't mess with you, I promise" Ryou gasped.

"You're already a fucking nuisance. Why don't I just kill you now, you little moron?" Kura challenged the youngster.

"No…please don't do this…" Ryou cried as Kura punched him in the stomach. Kura was way too strong.

"Fine, you may live. Consider yourself lucky, manslut." Kura commanded.

Kura let go of Ryou.

"Why are you here anyway?" Kura demanded.

"I'm wrongly accused of killing about 100 people with a machine gun and a knife. I would never do something like that." Ryou replied, still shaking.

"Oh I did that." Kura said quite proudly.

"Then how did I wake up with a machine gun and a knife… in the middle of it all?" Ryou asked.

"That was Diablos's doing. I killed those people using psychic powers. I can create quite a bloodbath using them you know. Diablos was a so called friend. He told me how to cover up this crime by making it look like someone else had done it. He found you in a house nearby when you were asleep. He arranged the cover up. He told me about it later and soon after we fell out, because he is not human… I killed him… I did the world good you know. He was horrible. I never knew who you were, I had never seen you until now that we're both in this cell." Kura explained.

"Psychic powers? Are you insane?" Ryou replied shocked.

"Yes, very, why is that a problem?" Kura answered.

"No, not at all…. But I'm in prison for something I didn't do… they're going to kill me…" Ryou said as tears began to form in his green eyes.

"Well, you refer to me as Kura or you die. What is your name?" Kura asked.

"…Ryou…" The small boy sobbed.

"They're going to try and kill me in about a year." Kura replied.

"Same here, they're going to kill me at the same time as someone called Mr Lucifer." Ryou said, still crying.

"Hey, that's me. You call me Kura. You got that?" Kura said angrily.

"Yes, Kura." Ryou managed to sob.

"Will you quit fucking crying, you little manwhore?" Kura said almost softly.

"…I'm 15 years old and I'm facing death. Don't I have a right to cry?" Ryou said sadly.

"Listen kid, I'm 17, I've been killing since I was 10, but I'm not crying. Murder is a masterpiece… a work of art to me. I enjoy killing, is that hard to understand?" Kura answered.

"How could you possibly enjoy killing?" Ryou questioned.

"Ryou, I have a secret and I think you do too. You just don't realize we're not human. These pathetic mortals are not going to kill us." Kura said before he jolted forward and wrapped his arms around the younger boy.

"What are you doing?" Ryou shouted.

"Shut the fuck up, no-one can hear you. Soundproof walls, baby." Kura said as he dragged Ryou by force onto the ground, then he climbed on top of the youngster.

"…Please don't take my innocence" Ryou begged his attacker.

"I'm going to give you a choice, so listen up kid. You can become my manslut and I'll give you my protection from the rest of the prisoners or you can die here and now. What's it going to be?" Kura asked.

"I'll do as you say, Kura." Ryou replied quickly.

"Good boy" Kura said before he kissed the youngster.

"…are you going to rape me, Kura?" Ryou questioned.

"I don't feel like fucking you. You're the first thing I don't feel like killing. I'm worried I'm going bloody soft. But I like you, kid. And I promise we'll get out of here alive." Kura said softly.

"You're the best, Kura" Ryou said as he hugged Kura.

"I have a half-brother that's a lawyer. He'll get me out of here. And you as well. I'll make sure he does." Kura replied.

"What's his name?" Ryou asked.

"Bowser." Kura answered.

"What if he loses the case?" Ryou said worriedly.

"Then I'll call upon my mighty father…" Kura responded.

"Wouldn't he disown you for murder?" Ryou asked.

"Not my father. He does murder too you know." Kura proudly answered.

"Strange" Ryou said suddenly.

"What?" Kura said confused.

"Are those horns on you head… real?" Ryou said weakly.

"Yes, they are. What, did you think they were artificial or something?" Kura laughed.

"…Yeah" Ryou replied.

"What about this then?" Kura said and he retracted his demonic wings that had spikes all over them.

"Oh my god. Let me out of here!" Ryou begged.

"I can retract these wings physically. I haven't learned to fly yet. But maybe it's how we'll get out of here." Kura answered; ignoring his victim's pleas, before retracting his wings again… he had to hide them.

"This is impossible… demons don't exist!" Ryou yelled.

"My, you are really ignorant. Am I ever unlucky…. The only angel I meet close up and he's a fucking idiot." Kura replied.

"Sorry, Kura." Ryou pleaded.

"That's more like it. You tell no-one my secret or else. If you know what's best for you, obey me." Kura answered.

"Yes, Kura. How do we know what time it is?" Ryou asked.

"There's a clock here. 2200 hours already, time to sleep. We get up for breakfast at 0800 hours. Go to your bed, kid." Kura ordered.

The next morning, Ryou got up first, he didn't want to wake Kura up… that would be like having some serious death wish. The door was open. He left the cell and headed for the breakfast area. There were guards along the corridor at this time. When Ryou got to his destination, he noticed it was a wide open space. Ryou hated large open spaces. It scared the hell out of him.

"Hey David, this kid looks new. Let's give him a welcome." One of the inmates said to another. How nice of them, thought Ryou… that is until he got the welcome.

"Welcome to the party" An inmate said and knocked Ryou over. "No, don't hurt me!" Ryou begged but he was beaten up by the inmates. He was an easy target. The guards never interfered with the prisoners, no matter what; these prisoners were the most dangerous type there was. Some of them were on death row just like Ryou and Kura. "Why should we stop? We're having fun!" One inmate said as he kicked Ryou. "Because Kura is my friend, he'll protect me." Ryou sobbed. "No way, Kura befriends no one. He would sooner kill you." An inmate replied.

"Good morning fuckers" Said an angry voice. Kura was there. He had gotten up a few minutes after Ryou.

"This kid claims he's your friend. Maybe you want to beat the crap out of him for us?" An inmate said.

"This kid isn't my fucking friend…" Kura replied and he walked forward. Everyone backed away from Ryou as Kura approached him. Ryou couldn't believe he was hearing this. He braced himself for the beating of his life.

"…He's my boyfriend" Kura finished his sentence. Ryou felt somewhat relived as Kura helped him back onto his feet.

"You're gay!" Some of the inmates yelled at Kura.

"No, I'm fucking bisexual, alright? And nobody touches Ryou, apart from me, got that?" Kura shouted as he picked up one of the yelling inmates and stabbed him in the gut with the horns on his (Kura's) head.

He had killed yet again and he enjoyed it.

Kura walked away from the corpse and laughed.

"From now on, you stay near me, got that, manwhore?" Kura said to Ryou.

"Yes, Kura." Ryou replied.

When everyone had finished their breakfast, the inmates went back to their cells and the metal doors were locked again. Some guards dragged the dead inmate's body away. It didn't matter; the guy was on death row.

"So, how are you doing, kid? They beat you pretty bloody bad." Kura asked.

"I'm hurting a lot." Ryou replied, almost crying.

"They won't beat you up again, I promise." Kura said.

"Thank you so much, Kura" Ryou answered gratefully.

"We go outside for exercise at 10AM. But we don't need to." Kura explained.

"Why?" Ryou asked, confused.

"Because nobody messes with me. Not even the guards." Kura replied.

"Where are we going to go when we get out of here?" Ryou questioned.

"We can live with my father." Kura answered.

"Where does he live?" Ryou enquired.

"Hell" Kura responded quickly.