Me: So this is just a little teaser for a story I've been thinking about for a few weeks.
Mims: I rule.
Me: For anyone who is wondering what Mims is on about she's the one who has been bugging me about it.
Mims: And all that bastard has been doing was sitting on his ass and inspiring crack.
Cautai: I resent that! What I inspired was good damn it.
Mims: No it wasn't.
Me: It was just different from what you like to inspire Mims, don't be mean. So because this story was inspired by Mims you should know that it is pretty dark and will have almost no fluff to it, probably none. Hell there might be rape at one point if it works its way in. This is the premise of the story:
Axel and Riku are known for their shady behavior in Hallow Bastion. People go out of their way to avoid them, refusing to associate with the odd men even though no one can say exactly why. One day Axel and Riku spot a pair of twins and their attention becomes immediately focused on the two. They are drawn to their innocence and have the innate desire to corrupt it, to take it for their own purposes, and they will do whatever it takes to do so. But are the twins as innocent as they appear? Who exactly is it that's going to be corrupted?
Me: So what I'm going to do with this is write a chapter of Corrupted and then a chapter of Therapy, at least until I finish Therapy up. I've always wanted to do a story like this but never had the nerve, so review if you like it, or even if you don't.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own deeply disturbed thoughts.
Warning: Death, mention of torture.
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(Axel POV)
I stared out at the plaza below, my eyes lingering on the people going about their day. I hate them, they think they're so much better than Riku and I, if only they knew the truth. If they knew they would bow down to us, take their rightful places as our play things. With a snarl I turn away, I can't take the sight of those filthy beings any longer.
"If it is so horrible why do you look at them?" a voice said from the shadows of the room.
My eyes shifted in the direction of the voice, finally coming to rest on a silver haired man. His aqua eyes were focused on the book in his hands, his face neutral. "Why do you insist on reading the same damn books over and over again?" I spat at him.
"The same reason you insist on playing with the same toys all the time," the man idly licked his finger and turned the page, "How is your toy doing by the way?"
"It's boring me," I wave away the question and turn back to the window, "Maybe I should get a new one."
"Try to find one that doesn't scream as much, the last one gave me some nasty headaches."
"Don't worry Riku," I smile slightly at the silver haired man's comment, "I'll find a good one, and if it doesn't behave then I'll teach it to."
"Just as long as I get some sleep."
A flash of gold catches my eyes, my favorite color. Focusing in on the flash, I find one of the most beautiful creatures I've ever seen. His face is angelic, his golden hair sticking out at odd angles, and his eyes. I can make them out even at this distance, they are the most striking blue I've ever witnessed, more vibrant than the ocean or sky. "I think I've found my new toy," I murmur.
"Really?" Riku says. I hear the sound of a chair scraping on against hard wood floors and soon Riku comes to stand next to me. "Which one is it?"
"That one over there," I point at my new toy.
He's standing next to a fountain and waving at someone, his face lit up in a smile. A boy the same age as him comes running up and begins to motion wildly. The new boy has unruly chocolate brown hair that sticks out even more angles than the blonde's, his skin is tanner than my little plaything's, and when he turns slightly I can see that his eyes are the same color. "I think it's time I get a plaything," Riku says suddenly.
"The blond is mine," I growl, there is no way Riku is taking him, "I saw him first."
"I don't care about the blond, I want the brunet," Riku's tone is unusually gentle as he gazes at the brunet.
"Fine," I shrug, "Maybe we should go introduce ourselves."
"Take care of your old toy first," Riku turns away from me, "It's rude to still have its sent on you when getting a new one."
"Right, be back in a minute."
I leave the room and head down a long dark hallway. The entire house is dark, we don't like light that much. We're willing to go out in the day in order to get something, but that's pretty much how far we'll go. I can't help but chuckle slightly at that thought. The stupid humans think that our kind can't go into the sunlight at all, hell they don't even think we exist. I always love the look on their faces when I bare my fangs and sink them into their necks, I get a little kick out of it really. But nothing beats the look that they get when I take them away, that mixture of shock and fear is just delicious. Coming to a dead bolted door I pause and listen carefully. From behind the door comes a slight moan, it seems my toy is awake and hasn't recovered from our last session yet. Throwing open the door I relish the scent that overpowers my senses. It's a mixture of blood, sweat and something unusually salty, it seems that my toy has been crying again. It's cowering in the corner, like that will help it. I always pride myself on picking beautiful toys, I won't accept anything but the best, guess I'm a bit spoiled. My current toy's blond hair is matted with blood, the curls almost completely suppressed. Its green eyes stare wildly out of it's hollow face, its pale skin losing what color it had at the sight of me.
"Please," it whimpers, "No, please."
"Don't worry pet," I walk up to it and take its chin in my hand, forcing it to look at me, "I'm not here to play."
"What," it's shaking now, how cute, "What are you…what are you going to do to me?"
All I can do is smile at that, I love when they let me see their fear. "End it," I whisper.
"Wha,"
I don't give it time to finish its question. With a flick of my wrist I snap its neck, the sound of bone shattering is music to my ears. I watch as it falls limply to the floor, my eyes peering into the blank green pools that only seconds ago where filled with light. It never ceases to amaze me just how easy it is to extinguish that light, to take it away forever. My kind aren't so easily killed. With a sigh I step back and snap my fingers. The lifeless form is immediately consumed in brilliant flames. I watch as the figure is completely devoured by my flames, not caring that the harsh light burns my sensitive eyes.
"Time to go get a new pet," I announce as soon as the old one is gone.
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(Roxas POV)
I wait for my brother by the fountain, he's late as usual. I can feel the eyes on me, but I know not to react. If everything is to go as planned he must not know that I am aware of him. Finally I see Sora and wave to get his attention. The brunet doesn't seem to spot me and I raise my hand higher and give a shout. "Hey Sora," I call, "Over here!"
Sora comes bounding up to me, his face worried. "Roxas," he starts waving his hands in the air inches from my face, "They've noticed us! What are we going to do?!"
"Calm down Sora," I take his hands in my own, "This is what's supposed to happen. Look, you know what we have to do."
"Yeah," Sora turns away from me biting his lip slightly, "But it doesn't mean I have to be happy about it."
"Well, what do you want to do?"
"Let's play," the brunet sends me a smile, "But not let them."
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Me: So I know it's really short, but this is just a teaser. If you want to see more of it then review and tell me so.