Warning, there WILL be spoilers here in this first chapter as well as chapters to come for the manga of Tokyo Ghoul :Re. If you wish to read this updated (and hopefully better) version, then I am not to be held accountable for the spoilers. I will update the other chapters to improve them Pleas submit your suggestions below.
Kaneshiro Izura, resident ghoul in the city of Tokyo.
Well, that's slightly inaccurate. He's a half ghoul. Part of him- the most important part- is human. The blood of the new ghoulish world he has entered permanently stained onto his humanity, never to return to normality. In a freak incident caused by a sadistically malevolent ghoul called Sairentodebiru (Silent Devil) by CCG as well as an investigator, he was nearly killed and eaten. If it weren't for the accidental misfire of a CCG firearm that went off inside an apartment out at the street blindly and through the skull of the ghoul, instantly killing her, Izura would be dead and eaten.
After having alerted the local police of the incident, he was immediately sent to the hospital. Instead of finding organs through the proper procedures, the doctor operating on him decided to make him into a science experiment. Transferring the organs necessary organs from the ghoul into Izura and replacing his torn ones, the doctor mistook the kakuhou for a liver, and implanted it into him. The effects were slow, but in one day, he had completely healed up and there was a scar left from the surgery, though it didn't matter. Izura was simply glad he was alive. Although that relief was short-lived.
In the following months, Izura began to better understand ghouls with the help of the new One Eyed King- Ken Kaneki- to get his new body under control and proficiently use his kagune, a rinkaku type. Through extensive training, he had increased his Red Child cell count from a flimsy 4000 to an impressive 16,000 in just shy of six months. These events were not without consequence, however. Izura was placed under immense stress, both physically and mentally. Combined, his hair turned white in a short amount of time- just one day in fact. (THIS IS A REAL THING! I hate comments saying "oh he's just a Kaneki ripoff. Although there are far less cases now than there probably were at the time of princess Marie Antoinette, it's still a real thing, as documented in history and the field of medical science. So yes, it may be something like "a Kaneki ripoff", but that does not mean you are free to bash me for it. It's a real thing caused by serious and extreme stress and I imagine the transition to a status of half ghoul isn't just hard- you're changing your fucking lifestyle so drastically that, combined with other factors, I'm sure not one of you reading wouldn't have this because after the initial feeling of badassery, you'd realize that it's really fucking hard to live as a ghoul and even harder to dance that fucking border.)
He barely scraped through middle school due to it all. Through a man claiming to be the principal of a special school, Izura found Yokai Academy and readily filled out the application to the school readily and delivered it to the man, who accepted it and told him the details of what he would need to do to get there. He prepared to live in a dorm, telling his friends- the ghouls that had taken him in mind you- about where he was going. His human friends weren't a fan of dorm life (as well as unaware that it was a school for inhuman creatures) so opted not to go. This was good, as he couldn't exactly explain what Yokai Academy was without revealing his own large secret. The ghouls he had been living with since "the incident" understood and had helped him get ready. Kaneki understood his desire to be normal for the most part, having once wanted to be normal himself after his own "incident". The man was more kind than he probably should have been, even going so far as to create a duffel bag of "food" for him.
Upon arrival, he was a little shaken by what he saw. The sky was normal, but next to the bus stop where he got out was a cliff, right before a large, RED, body of water. Even for a ghoul, his standards of normal were more like a human's. Then again, it probably would be to any ghoul. He heard every sound that snapped, squeaked, and squawked inside the forest as he walked. He was listening in case of danger, as if some creature of the night were to attack him and make an attempt on his life. He wasn't entirely in the wrong to feel as such.
He caught a disgustingly pungent smell and he followed it to a human-like creature that looked swollen, grayish, and smelt like how a ghoul tasted. He could also smell, though subtle and hard to notice under the beast's odor, the smell of strawberries. It was likely a shampoo, but it was an almost nostalgic smell, having remembered when his middle school crush and him had gone to a sweet shop and she had gotten some sugar coated strawberries. He was ripped from the memories by a female voice crying, finding out that the source of the strawberry smell had been what he assumed was another student.
Quickly slipping on his mask, one much like his mentor and father figure's, he gave the "monster" a solid kick to the face, forcing it to let go of the girl and sent it flying, standing in front of it. Then whatever it was stood up and growled, appearing to have sentience. It wasn't long before Izura decided to question it.
"Why were you attacking her?" he asked, the response dripping with a coldness that surpassed that of a blizzard. He sounded like some kind of demon, though that was entirely on his own volition.
"Who are you, her boyfriend?" it asked, causing Izura to growl and kick at the thing's crotch- only to stop just shy of causing intense pain.
"No, but I can take away your more important organs. Answer me and I won't castrate you." Izura said with a similar tone to his first. Though it sounded just more angry. The lack of emotion in his eyes made it seem like he had seen and caused much worse pain than he was threatening to cause. Izura took off his mask and showed a similarly cold expression, waiting for him to answer. His mask would probably prove a fruitless accessory as he already had the creature almost cringing in fear.
"Who wouldn't? I mean, just look at her- she's practically bursting out of her uniform!" the thing said, earning the first emotion Izura to out right show him. Rage flared inside Izura, though showing through his eyes and a slight twitch in the mouth.
"What are you?! You're not a vampire! Not even vampires are this cruel!" he asked the half ghoul, who seemed to be showing no more emotion. It was almost awe inspiring as to his almost indifferent, cold expression.
"Scum like you have no need to know who or what I am. But if I find you doing something like this again, you'll know first hand how far the mind can be pushed until it breaks." Izura responded.
"WHAT ARE YOU DAMNIT!" the "orc" demanded again, resulting a mere snort of disapproval and turning to advance towards the girl. He offered to help her up, something she greatly appreciated. Izura noticed her eyes travel to Saizo, who had started running off mere moments after Izura wasn't looming over him. She introduced herself, though what she said took Izura by surprise. Now that Saizo was taken care of, he wasn't pretending to be so cold and was letting her see what he was really like.
"Why did you scare him like that?" she asked, earning an look of disgust. The girl was nothing short of scared of him, though her eyes betrayed a sense of pity.
"He deserved more than just a scare. It took a lot not to just kill him, if you can even call 'it' a man." Izura said, causing her to flinch at what he had just said.
"What?! Why?!" she asked, louder than she meant to. Just what was he, for him to say something so... cruel?
He said nothing, leaving her after a moment of silence. She was tempted to follow him, but then he heard another guy's voice as well as heavy breathing. She turned to see a man with black hair and hazel eyes running towards her. The moment she saw him, there was an immediate chemistry between them. It seemed to her that her new white-haired aquantence was
Word quickly got around that Saizo had his ass kicked despite both being in his monster form and believed to be a D class monster, essentially meaning he was considered to be rather strong. The appearance of the Izura, who had beaten him, had gotten around school as well, getting many of the girls attentions. The guys were rather tamed with their reaction when compared to the girls. They wanted to fight him, sure, but hardly any of them would have been willing to. The half-ghoul had girls fawning all over him too, as strong monsters often got the pretty girls. Though they found him reacting with a rather odd response. He seemed reserved around them, almost distant. They didn't know. None of them knew of what had happened.
Hopefully, no one would know.
Hopefully. After all, I wouldn't be surprised to find someone to try and take advantage of his true nature- that is to say, his kind nature.
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