The Demon
All right, I'm gonna put out the first intro chapter of my new story. I can't guarantee how often I'll actually be able to update it, since I still have my two others to do, but I'm going to do it. Also, this fic is going to earn its rating. All the warnings you'll need are contained within the chapter itself. I hope you don't find it too disturbing. This is the story of my OC, who shall be known by all as Dex, and how he came to be what he is. Here goes…
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Prologue
Blood.
Blood all around me, all over me, running from the carcasses of the masses that lay before me, slaughtered in a matter of hours. Blood that stains my face, my hands, my tail… my teeth. Blood that I drank freely not more than a few moments ago.
You see, all of this was done by my hand. The death, the carnage, the debauchery, it was all me. I was the one that slaughtered these people, the one that laid waste to their cities and violated their women. I was the one that took extreme pleasure in seeing them beg for mercy from me; mercy that I had no intention of ever granting as I silently chose which method I would use to kill them.
Yes, all of this was me. Yet, at the same time, it was NOT me.
You can't imagine the horrors I've had to see. The destruction of entire planets, the decimating of cities, the massive genocide that would occur just because "I" felt like it. And all that time, I had to endure it as a prisoner in my own mind, silently screaming and begging for the senseless killing to stop. Yet, it would never work, and the death would continue.
No, this was not done by me. Rather, it was done by the OTHER me. By the… the demon. The demon I'm forced to share my mind and body with. The ghost of a legendary killer.
By now I'm sure you think I'm crazy. You're probably writing me off as another nut job as we speak, patiently waiting for the nice men to bring me a special jacket and some little white pills. But I assure you, this is all true. As for my sanity… even I doubt that sometimes. It's hard to hold on to with what I've seen in my short 15 years of life. And all in the name of a near-dead race seeking revenge.
All in the name of the Saiyan Remnant.
Perhaps you'll understand better when you know my story. Perhaps, if you know how I came to be, you won't see me as such a monster. But I must warn you… it's not for the faint of heart. Much darkness lies in the recesses of my life; darkness that may consume even you. If you feel you aren't able to handle it, I completely understand.
For those of you who are, however… prepare to be shocked.
And although it's hard… try your best not to scream.
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Well, that's it. Hope it didn't scare too many of you off. And just to let you know, the next chapter is going to be surprisingly light. But after that, this is going to be VERY dark! I hope you're really ready for this.
In the meantime, review and tell me what you think!
