Disclaimer, I do NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of their characters. I only own MY characters. There will be mature content in this story, that includes swearing, death, gore, sex ect... I had this story up awhile ago and scrapped it but with heavy editing its back and much different. Please R&R. Enjoy.
Get Out Alive
Chapter One
My eyes shot open, the room was drenched in shadows.
Tap...tap...taptaptap.
I jumped, startled at the sound coming from my window, it's loud insistence must have been what originally woke me up. Gingerly I slipped out of bed. The only thing located out of my second story bedroom window was an old tree. I pulled back the curtain expecting an annoying branch but was met with a pale face staring at me through the glass. Slapping my hand over my mouth I smothered a scream. It took me a moment and a few hand covered breaths before I could distinguish familiar features. With a somewhat relieved but mostly irritated sigh I opened the window.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"That's the welcome your best friend gets?" she retorted dryly.
"Well excuuuse me but its like what 2 am and your creeping outside my window, not to mention I thought you'd be out of town for another couple months 'finding yourself' or whatever bullshit you call it." I sat heavily on the bed with sleep on my mind and gazed longingly at my comforter, couldn't this wait until morning?
"Well I obviously found what I was looking for, now get dressed. I want to catch up." I huffed but complied none the less. Picking up a discarded shirt I gave it the good old sniff test before pulling it on.
"The usual place?" I questioned, if it was any farther I'd want a heavier sweater.
"Of course, I'll meet you outside." She disappeard back the way she came while I shimmied into a pair of pants and threw on my shoes.
Stepping out onto the windowsill I jumped to the tree, years of execution made the movement second nature. Dew splashed up when my sneakers hit the grass and I shivered.
"So where did you go this time?" I knew I'd never get a straight answer out of her. After her mom passed she started disappearing every couple of months, It was nothing new.
"Same place as always." She smiled, her perfectly straight teeth gleaming in the street lamps light. Oh how I envied her. She had always been gorgeous, but as we matured she somehow became virtually flawless, the bitch. Her hair was black as night and straw straight, making her pale as the moon complexion striking. Compared to my freckled nose, curly hair with endess frizz and a couple crooked teeth I just couldn't compete. She was also a good foot taller then my 5 ft nothing. Where she had lean muscle and a slender form, I had softer rounder curves. I wasn't overweight but I could have stood to go to the gym. She either never noticed my brooding attitude when ever we were compared or she ignored it.
"Yu? Hello? Earth to Yuna." She waved her hand in my face and I smacked it away.
"What?" I snapped. That was another difference, where she was polite and had the patience of a fucking saint, I was foul mouthed and quick to anger. Honestly I couldn't even remember how we had become friends, oh right, we had basically shared diapers, on that note we were an accomplice short. "Where's Zuru anyway?" She let out an indignant huff, it was so out of character I stopped walking to stare.
"She wouldn't give me the time of day, she actually told me to get lost." I had noticed the last few times Kimi returned Zuru had been distant. I clicked my tongue and resumed my pace.
"That's weird," I contemplated how my two closest friends seemed to be growing apart and decided to try and mend the rift. "Well you know how she loves her sleep, you probably woke her from a good dream."
"Maybe." She dismissed as we walked through the parks entrance gate. There was an overlay of fog ghosting a foot above the ground, the hair on the back of my neck stood on end from the ominous spooky-ness of it.
"Come on I want to show you something." Kimi leaned close to grab my wrist and pulled me deeper into the park, I hadn't even realized I stopped walking.
Tall trees lined the vacant trail. I clenched my right shoulder in attempt to stop the pain throbbing from the oozing wound. I could recall the last hour with precision.
"Kimi?" she was speed walking while pulling me in tow making me basically run to match her long strides. I expected the park to be empty because honestly besides us who would be here at 2 or 3 in the morning. However it was eerily still, the wind refused to blow and not one animal stirred from our loud clomping steps. In the day the beautiful sakura trees shone against the sun and filled the woods with their fragrance. But at night they hung over the cobble walk casting dark, terrifying shadows. A suffocating feeling grew in my chest and increased with each step. This part of the park I didn't readily recognize, it wasn't our normal hang out.
"Kimiko! Seriously, Where are we going?!" Ignoring me she tightened her grip and kept pulling. I shot out my heels causing us to skid to a stop and ripped my arm from her. "What the hell is going on?!"
Her back was to me, tense and rigid. I stepped back with uncertainty, something was very wrong here. "Kimi?"
She turned toward me slowly, a malicious smile spread over her suddenly sharp teeth. The moonlight reflected in her eyes, the normal chocolate brown shifting to a bloody red. I decided I wasted enough time staring and turned to run but before taking two steps she wrenched me back by my hair. I wailed loudly when her teeth pierced my shoulder ripping off a chunk before trying to go back for more. Acting quickly I did the only thing I could think of, I plunged my fingers into her open eyes until I felt each eyeball give a small pop. She howled like a beast in pain and clutched her face making her grip slightly loosen. Propelling myself forward some of the hair she hadn't let go of ripped from my scalp but I refused look back. She was my best friend and I hoped that I had blinded her.
How could she do this to me? What the hell happened to her? Why didn't I listen when Zuru told me Kimiko was off? So many questions raced through my mind but I couldn't dwell on any of them. Bile spilled from my mouth, the pain making me nauseous. I took a shaky breath and leaned against a tree. Cold sweat coated my skin and made my wound burn. I had run so far my body wanted to shut down. For a moment I thought dryly about how much further I could have run if I had gone to the gym. I scanned the area for possible hiding spots before giving that plan up quickly. I knew full well if I stopped now, blind or not she would find me. I pushed to my feet and ran.
"Yuna?" my heart stuttered causing arrhythmia. A voice I had taken comfort in almost all of my life, a voice that was just as recognizable to me as my own mothers made an arc of fear wash down my spine. I mis-stepped and fell, skidding my palms on the road in an attempt catch myself, the jostling of my shoulder erupted in a fiery pain that took hold of my entire left side. I grit my teeth to stop from screaming while my heart made up for skipping that beat. "I'll find you Yuna, you cant run forever." she sounded so deliriously happy. Adrenaline pumped through my veins. With a burst of speed I pushed to my feet and bolted. Determined that she wouldn't catch me. Hope swelled when the lights of the city were only a short stretch away. I pushed harder and forced my legs to run faster. To my relief there was a person already on the street, an exhausted smile split over my chapped lips.
"HELP!" I waved my good arm over my head, desperate to get the mans attention, "PLEASE! HELP ME!" He didn't turn to look at me, didn't even acknowledge me. Was he deaf? I ran up to him and grabbed his shoulder intending to force him to help me. His decapitated head tumbled from his body. I stumbled back watching in slow motion was his corpse collapsed, blood still spurting out of the hole in his neck. For the second time in the hour I released the contents of my stomach all over the pavement, vomiting up nothing but acid. I heard her light footsteps approaching from behind me and as much as I wanted to run, my feet just wouldn't move.
"Its your fault that man died Yuna. You're too stubborn but don't worry master will fix that." I didn't turn to her. She walked infront of me, taking a couple extra steps to kick the lifeless head into the street, gleefully smiling as blood splattered across the ground. Her eyes never opened, dried blood encircled them.
"What happened to you Kimiko?" The sting of tears pricked my eyes and the knot in my throat threatened to choke me.
"I've been reborn Yuna, just as you will be." Her smirk raised goosebumps along my arms. I didn't even have time to react when she clutched my shoulder, digging her nails as deep as they would go into the wound. I screamed, pulling at her wrist to make her stop. Tears streamed down my face when the pain became overwhelming. My vision began to tunnel but I didn't eagerly embrace unconsciousness, I tried to delay the black rimmed edges but they rapidly closed in.
"This is only the beginning." Her macabre tone chased me into darkness.
Pins and needles peirced my entire body, the agonizing sensation made my mind writhe but I remained still. My eyelids were tinted red from a blindingly bright light that must have been mere inches from my face but they refused to open. Muffled voices echoed around me, it felt like I was underwater with people talking above it. The voices were distorted and I couldn't even distinguish male or female. A sharp prick punctured my side but again my body didn't react. With no warning the hazy darkness pulled me back under.
Fire, my skin was on fire. Had my house caught flames with me trapped inside? I tried to wake up, to run away but my body was unresponsive. I couldn't even twitch my fingers. Instead I lie, unable to move, unable to scream, burning in my own personal hell. The painful prick returned bringing with it the darkness that for once I gladly embraced. I would do anything to escape the inferno.
A shrill rapid beeping roused me from my internal prison. My flesh was still hot albeit not nearly as intense as before it felt more like an after burn. My hearing was sharper and I could make out frantic inflections in the tone of whoever was next to me. It took me a while to realize the hectic beeping I was hearing matched the frenzied pace of my heart. Icy fingers hastily roamed over my skin, poking and prodding. Were they trying to figure out what was wrong? Were they trying to save me? The stab in my side was much more pronounced this time. Whatever they used penetrated past the muscle. My mind began to slow but my heart was furious, surely this would be the last time I emerge from the void.
My eyelids fluttered and finally opened. Grimacing at the bright fluorescent light I squinted til I adjusted. My tongue was so dry it stuck to the roof of my mouth and for the life of me I couldn't produce any saliva. However on and off blood would coat my tastebuds and I was pretty sure it stemmed from my cracked lips. Moving my neck was near impossible, instead I settled on looking around with peripheral vision.
Bright. Everything was polished chrome or white. It seemed clean, neat, and blatantly sterile. Like an emergency room. I was immensely relieved, it had to have been a nightmare. Maybe my house really did start on fire and the smoke immobilized me. I really hoped my family's alright.
"I see you're finally awake." The deep voice rang out from the upper corner of the room. I tried to move my head to look but quickly gave up.
"How long have I been out?" My voice was raspy and raw from disuse. It felt and sounded like I swallowed sand paper.
"We're circling into your third week. For awhile I didn't think you'd pull through." I could hear him approaching the table, just a couple more steps and I could put a face to his voice. He reached the table and stood over me.
"No...no, please god no." I whimpered. He had sandy blonde hair that fell to his mid temple, his eyes were an interesting shade of blue, almost purplish in the light. His skin tone was just this side of normal, the orange hue could be chalked up to a bad fake tan. What had me whimper, what had my blood freeze in my veins was his mouth. Far too large for any human it stretched past his cheek bones and took up most of the bottom half of his face. I was sure if he opened it he could devour my entire head in one bite.
"What's wrong my rare little bird?" When he spoke two rows of sharp teeth lined both top and bottom jaw. Mouth alone he resembled a shark. Fearfully I met his eyes and the malevolent glint he possessed had tears flooding down my face.
"Please let me go, my parents are looking for me, please, I-i just want to go home." I hiccuped and gasped through my sobs. My tears were drenching the hair around my temples with no sign of stopping. My hope shattered when he laughed.
"Oh my silly little dove." His fingers traced my neck then down my collar bone and he smirked when I flinched away. "No one will ever find you. You belong to me now, I made you." He flipped a switch near the end of the bed, in the center of all the hanging lights was a hollow area that flipped into a mirror. My scream echoed in the room and shred my already damaged vocal chords. My naked body lay bound to the table by thick leather straps, multiple syringes were embedded deep into my flesh to circulate my blood through a large machine before replacing it. Deep puncture wounds littered my entire chest cavity, some crudely healed while others still leaked blood. My face was not left unscathed, my head was shaved and each cheek and temple held syringes.
"What the Fuck are you doing to me?" I screamed at him. He was unfazed by my meltdown, he waited until my voice gave out and I was unable to wail anymore. The mocking smirk never leaving his face.
"Such beautiful emotions, that's the origin of your power but it can be so much more. Its your fragile humanity that stunts its growth." He picked up a chart hanging from the table. "The core has almost entirely integrated into your body. Not many have survived this far, you are a rarity indeed." His fingers traced from my jaw to hairline. I watched him from the mirror while he examined me, my shuddering breaths and tears never stopping. "I'd say by this time tomorrow," he pointed to the hanging clock that read 8am. "You'll be a demon. A modified one by my creation but a demon none the less."
After checking all the files and machines the sick bastard finally left me to drown in my sorrows. My eyes had run dry long ago and I sat staring with disgust at myself in the hanging mirror. I wanted to continue crying and screaming, I wanted to wake up from this nightmare. I wanted to go home and see my family. I wanted to kill that traitorous bitch. But I would get none of that, so I did nothing. The panic was so paralyzing that I couldn't process it and instead felt nothing at all. I watched the clock tick by on the far wall when it became too revolting to keep looking at what he did to me. Time mocked me. When before I would've given anything for boring hours to fly past they wouldn't, but now when I'm desperately clutching to each second it slips away faster then sand through my fingers.
The large machine to my left generated a loud whirring noise. Only moments later a caustic sensation grew in my fingers and toes and began slowly eating its way up my arms and legs. Screaming wasn't worth the agony in my throat so alternatively I bit my lip until blood flooded my mouth. Unable to move my head I let the vital fluid stream down my face and neck. I was liqufiying from the inside out, the torment was unsurpassable. I begged to be taken to the void, for my heart or brain to dissolve in this acid and kill me quickly. Through blurry eyes I glanced at the mirror then slammed my eyes shut. I didn't want to see anymore. My body was pulsing with a vivid blue blaze, it stood an inch out swirling over my skin but unable to make contact because of the blood red tar that was leeching itself through my body. It resembled veins just beneath the surface of the skin, consuming my body in a violent desecration and leaving only ruins. I couldn't withstand it any longer and let out a blood curdling shreik with so much force it ruptured the blood vessels in my eyes. What did I do to deserve this torture? I clenched my hands into fists, digging my nails in until they drew blood. Wide eyed I watched the crimson tendrils connect at my solar plexus, weaving and braiding around each other. The vibrant blue was pulsing out in waves, touching everything in the room only to snap back near my body. I could hear it thrumming with life, it burst rebelliously blasting the machines against the walls and obliterating the lights, all at once I felt every syringe rip out my being. Then like a rubber band it snapped back ferociously, throwing my head back I watched it absorb, taking a vigorous purple hue. The last word that crossed my mind was tainted...