Chapter 2

A Songbird Writhing in Scarlet

"Welcome to Carnival Corpse!" greeted that obnoxious, ratty voice, which rang loudly from the speakers.

"For today's match, we have our own sadistic contestant, Falcon, who has never lost a match yet."

Chiyoye looked up to the opposite side of her to see her opponent as the lights flashed on him. He was fair skinned and had a medium built, along with black hair. He walked onto the arena and grinned maliciously at her, making her scoff.

"Our other is our newcomer who arrived to Deadman Wonderland four days ago, Songbird. One Deadman will one when the other is dead or incapacitated."

At that moment, the bright, warm lights flashed on me, making my right eye squint. Chiyoye blocked the rays of light with her hand and stepped onto the arena. She heard the crowd of guys whistle at her, making her roll my eyes and lift up her dress, flashing them her lacey panties. They whistled and screamed more as she patted her dress down.

"Tch, boys will always be perverts." She scoffed at them, looking around the arena.

"It's about time I take over this body. I felt suffocated being stuck inside Rei all the damn time." She thought.

She stepped into the arena, walking up to her opponent, who still smirked at her.

"I get such a sexy opponent. It makes me want to be rough with her." He says, cutting himself with knives hidden in his sleeves. The blood all over both of his arms turned into a series of spikes, making him look slightly like a porcupine.

Chiyoye licked her lips seductively at her opponent.

"Mhm, I like it rough. Don't hold back on me." She says, attempting to cut herself, but the Falcon beat her to it.

Within a blink of an eye, Chiyoye was pinned to the wall with both of her hands pinned above her head by Falcon's spikes. She growled and struggled to get out of it, but the spikes were tearing up her skin, making her hiss in pain as the palms of her hands bled and trickled down her wrist. She glared up at him as she bit her bottom lip angrily.

"You bastard…" She mumbled.

The falcon chuckled darkly as he licked his lips again, staring at Chiyoye. Part of her dress rose up, revealing her black, lacey panties. The Falconslowly walked up to her, turning the blood on his arm into one long blade. Chiyoye showed no fear towards the guy and only glared harsher as she still struggled her way out of his spikes.

"This is a real sexy sight. I wonder what you would look like with tattered clothing and covered in blood." He says, swinging his blade towards her stomach, ripping her dress and creating a huge, deep gash. Chiyoye bit her bottom lip again, trying to hold her groans of pain.

"Don't hold back. I wanna hear your cries of agony! Pleasure me with your painful cries!" He yells, swinging his blade back and forth, slashing her chest, arms, legs, her whole body, tearing her dress to shreds.

Each time the blade struck her skin, Chiyoye whimpered out in physical suffering, making Falcon, laugh out and swing harder and faster. She growled lowly, being sick and tired of this guy. She lifted her legs and used both of her feet to kick the guy in the face, pushing him back far away enough for her to pull her hands out of the spikes, screaming in pain. Her arms went limp to her side, the blood from the hole in her hands trickled down her wrists. Her chest moved up and down quickly as she panted heavily, glaring over at Falcon. Her body was covered with her blood with trickling down her body and her dress was ripped to shreds. The top and bottom part of her dress was ripped and torn, so that her stomach, cleavage and long legs were exposed.

"I…am sick and tired of you, you bastard…" She breathed out, still glaring at her opponent.

Out of her raw anger and infuriation, she subconsciously controlled her blood all over her body, making it turn into whips. The Falcon watched her closely, amused by the sight. He got into a defensive stance.

"Come at me, bitch." He tempted her.

A wide, malicious grin, curved upon Chiyoye's lips. She started chuckling lowly, before it came out loudly as a full blown laugh. She charged at Falcon, quickly, before jumping in the air. She spun her body around in midair, making her whips slash Falcon's body, making deep cuts, just like he did her. The Falcon groaned as he tried to defend himself by covering his face with his arms. Chiyoye flipped backwards, landing back on the ground and charged at the Falcon again. She used her right hand to quickly create a long solid knife, before grabbing Falcon by his neck tightly, while he was still recuperating from her previous attack and thrusted her knife through his stomach. The Falcon widened his eyes and coughed up blood, before glaring at Chiyoye dangerously.

"You little bitch…" He said to her, making her grin more.

The Falcon used this opportunity, while Chiyoye was in close range, to grab her right, holding it tightly.

"The fuck?"

The Falcon used his free hand to create a blade by manipulating his blood and jabbed it through her chest, aiming for her heart. Chiyoye widened her eyes also, coughing up and spitting her blood onto his face. He released her arm.

"You fucking bastard…" She groaned, pulling her knife out of his stomach and collapsed onto her back.

The Falcon continued to stand, though it took all of his strength and walked up to Chiyoye's body. He stabbed her through her stomach.

"Payback's a bitch, you whore." He tells her, pulling his blade out of her quickly, making her gasp and cough up more blood.

"Whoa! What a fight! The Falcon wins today's Carnival Corpse!"

The crowd cheered on Falcon, making him smile and wave at his fans.

The medical team came up to Chiyoye and fixed her wounds, before placing her body on the stretcher and taking her away.

Ganta, Shiro and Senji had all watched Rei's fight, while resting in their jail cells. Ganta and Senji were disappointed and Ganta felt nervous about what was coming next for her.

Chiyoye was tied up to a chair, forcing to face her destined fate in the penalty game. The nurse pulled down the lever, allowing Chiyoye to choose her fate. She kept a straight a straight face as she immediately said "stop", wanting to get the game over with. The machine stopped on three images of the cervix. The nurse started laughing as she turned to face Chiyoye.

"Looks like you will never be able to give birth my darling." She says, still laughing as she walked up towards her.

Chiyoye didn't say anything or even flinch as she the chair she sat on moved back, making her stare up at the ceiling. Her legs were spread open. She closed her eyes tightly when she was cut open. She bit her bottom lip, trying to hold in her screams, but she couldn't hold it in for long. She gaped her mouth, shouting out loudly as tears filled her eyes and quickly trickled down her face. The nurse's cheeks flushed with scarlet as she licks her lips, cutting Chiyoye open more and sliced her insides. She removed the cervix from Chiyoye causing as much pain as she could to Chiyoye and plopping it down on the silver try, resting on the table beside the chair. Chiyoye breathed heavily in and out, the pain still lingering inside her as the nurse stitched her up. Chiyoye fell unconscious after that, blacking out.