Another warning dark violence and gore, seriously I don't know where this came from I'm usually such an upbeat guy. Enjoy


The inside of the home was trashed, obvious signs of a struggle. The table was flipped on its side along with most of the of the chairs, silverware and such littered the floor as all the drawers had been removed and contents dumped on to the ground. In the center of the room were two chairs that sat facing each other. In one chair was tied up was Alice, unconscious but appeared unharmed. Geist dropped to his knees unable to support himself at the sight of the second chair.

Colter sat tied to the second chair slumped forward… unmoving . Only reaming in the chair due only to the restraints that bound his hands in place. It was horrible; tears welled up in Geist's as he continued to look upon his only brother who was covered in blood… his own blood. A knife was embedded up to the hilt in Colters thigh, his shirt rip off him and used to gag him. His face was bruised and bloody from repeated beatings, several long cuts ran at all angels across his exposed torso much like the ones seen on the bodies in town. Several broken fingers two of which had the finger nails removed with sharp blade. A deep gash on his throat, the final blow that left him covered and in a pool of his own blood.

Geist felt something hard and cold press to the back of his head.

"Can't believe he got passed both of us, I mean yeah its dark and he's a Faunus but still impressive." Rev spoke in an amused tone to his muscular partner.

"Doesn't matter now, we got him and if he tries to move I blow his head off." Cocking the hammer back on the revolver he had pressed to the boy's head.

Geist didn't hear them, we was in shock. How could something like this happen, what did they do to deserve this? These Question and many more raced around in the boys mind. He didn't even notice the third man walk into the room from another part of the house, but the new man noticed him.

"Found him already?" He quipped happily. "Looks like you two are worth the money I pay you after all." He spoke with a smile just before erupting in a fit of manic laughter. Clapping his hands together as he laughed.

"What are your orders boss?" The Blonde man with the gun asked.

"Bring him here!" The man who was apparently the boss pointed to a spot on the ground next to his dead brother's chair.

The larger blonde man reached down and grabbed Geist by the back of his shirt, picking him up off the ground one handed before tossing him across the room into the location indicated. This brought Geist back to reality as he landed painfully on the hard wood floor. The Boss stood before him one hand resting on the chair his brother's body sat in.

The man wore brown knee high boots with some kind of steel knee pads. His paints were white along with his top that exposed his chest and stomach; scars ran at odd angles across his chest making an 'X'. His arms were wrapped in bandages from wrist to shoulder, and on his forearms he had leather gauntlets of sorts one on each arm. His hair was brown and tied in a long braid coming down past his hips, his golden eyes bright with anticipation as he looked down at Geist.

"W-who are you?" Geist managed to ask.

The man in question responded by face palming. "Of course!" He giggled psychotically. "Introductions, always forget the Introductions when I'm excited. The two you already had the pleasure of meeting," he motioned to the other two men by the door, "the big one with the gun is Sam, the pretty boy with the sword, Rev. I am know as Tyrian." He finished with a bow.

"And this young lad," Tyrian turned the chair with his brothers body to face Geist, "he won't be able to intrudes himself so allow me, his name is Colter Gainsboro… at least it was until I cut his throat. That cute unconscious thing there would be his sister Alice Gainsboro. And you are? No. Wait, let me guess. I love games. Your name wouldn't happen to be Geist would it? Who am I kidding of course you are! The adopted youngest brother."

Tyrian nodded to one of his henchmen. Sam nodded back to his boss before pulling his boot knife and tossing it to him. Tyrian caught the knife by the hilt and swung it down cutting the restraints that held Colter's body, which sent it collapsing to the floor in uncoordinated heap, splashing blood in different directions.

Geist gasped in horror as tears streamed in full force down the boy's face. "C… C-Colter!" Geist wailed his brother's name as he began to weep and sob.

Tyrian stepped up on to the now vacant seat, not so much siting down in it as crouching down on the chair. "Let's talk boy!" After receiving nothing but crying as a response Tyrians smile flashed to a frown. "Look kid," he began "I hate crying so I'll make this simple for you, what you crying over is just a piece of dead meat. This one however is still live," he pointed his blade at Alice before continuing, "and if you don't stop she won't be for much longer."

Geist grit his teeth so hard he thought they would turn to dust in his mouth. He stopped the sorrow the only way he knew how, by feeding it to his hatred. The boy steeled his nerves again but this time it was with anger.

"I will…" Geist spoke to softly for the rest to be heard as he looked down at the floor.

"Say again boy, speak up!"

"I will kill you!" Geist roared preparing to lunge at Tyrian , but stopped when he looked up at the and saw the man.

Tyrian wore the most sadistic smile known of its kind, holding the tip of his borrowed knife under Alice's chin. "Look at that, all that rage. There is a darkness in you boy I can see it. And I like it."

Geist stood back up in front of this man with more hate than he had ever known festering in his heart. Even so his sister's life was still in danger he didn't care what happened to him at this point, but she had to live. He would do anything to see that happen. "Talk then, I'll tell you what I know and you will set her free!" Geist said glaring death at the man.

"You are in a position to bark orders, dog. But I like you kid so tell you what if I like what I hear she's free to go." He removed the blade for the girls chin after speaking then continued to speak. "All we want to know is the location of her mother," nodding at Alice "Tell us where Amber Gainsboro is and we'll be on our marry way." Tyrian finished with an evil grin.

"I-I don't know where she is neither dose Alice so let her go."

Tyrian's frown returned. "That's not the answ-"

"Nahhh" Alice groaned waking up and interrupting Tyrian.

The mad man spoke first. "Ahh… so nice of you to join us sleeping beauty."

Alice opened her eyes seeing the sight before her and screamed, tears erupting from her eyes. "Colter no! Get up you can't die!"

"Oh that's right. You passed out while we were still working on his hands, as you can see things… escalated… quickly. I give the boy props the never gave in or begged for his life, even having the balls to insult his torturer. Unfortunately for him Sam's not one to take insults lightly." Tyrian spoke pointing the blade at the large blonde man. Who just lit up another cigarette in response.

She looked at Geist her beautiful silver eyes stained with tears, she shouted "Run! Geist Run Away! Find dad!"

"You know he won't do that, he is far too attached to you for him to just leave you here."

"It's okay Alice I promise I will get you out of here just be strong." Geist spoke to his sister who just shuck her head and cried out again "Run Geist it's your only hope!"

"You know what?" Tyrian asked to who knows. Speaking as he jumped off the chair onto the floor in front of Geist. "Let's change games!" He reached out and grabbed a fist full of the boy's hair before driving a hard knee into the boy's stomach driving the air from his lungs. Leavening the boy wide eyed in pain gasping for breath as he dropped to his knees.

"Geist! Stop please!" Alice cried.

The braded brown hair man then grabbed Geist's leg and drug the still out of breath boy to the front door and flung him outside into the yard. Before speaking, "These are the rules of this game its simple the little Faunus boy will try to get passed me back in to the house. While he tries to do that my good pal Sam will question the girl, that's the game. Who knows maybe you can fight your way past us all and save her… but I doubt it."

Tyrian turned to face Sam, "You mind if I borrow this some more?" he asked holding the knife up between them.

Sam looked around on the floor of the cabin before bending over and grabbing a kitchen knife. He stood up straight then spoke. "Go ahead boss, I'll make do just fine."

"Oh. I like you consider yourself permanently under my employ. Rev as well he may not be as ruthless as you are, but he has a pretty face and is an excellent liar, useful traits in their own way."

"I'm flattered you think so highly of me. I feel this is the beginning of a wonderful partnership." Rev hummed in a sweet voice.

Tyrian stepped outside into the cool night air where Geist was just rising back to his feet. "Alright let the game begin boy!"

"Why are you doing this?" Geist asked between gasps for breath.

"Because I don't like liars, and because we have yet to question your sister." The brown haired man responded in an honest tone while he stretched his arms and legs.

"I told you the truth, we don't know where Amber is!"

"Not about that."

"Then what?"

"When you lied to you sister, when you promised that you would save her. You are far too weak to keep any kind of promise like that, and now you and your sister get to learn that the hard way. As you try to fight you way past me while listening to you poor sisters cries of pain. But hey I'm not all bad I'll give you something to even up the game a tad." After speaking he tossed the knife to the boy, it landing in front of him.

"Pick it up and try to kill me with it, because if you don't you'll never reach her. Sam should be starting any minute now; he likes to heat his knife over a fire before starting. Says it keeps the victim from bleeding out too fast."

As if on cue a scream tore through the night, Alice's. Geist sprinted for the door screaming his sister's name, only to be kicked in the stomach as he tried to pass the man. The boy doubled over in pain clutching his midsection, Tyrian then lifted his leg high into the air and delivered a powerful axe kick to the top of the boy's head.

Geist was seeing stars he couldn't remember a time he had even been hit so hard.

There was another bloody scream from Alice.

"You won't save her that way you didn't even pick up the knife." Tyrian then picked the boy up by his arm and tossed back where he started by the knife.

Geist grabbed the knife as he fought past the stars in his eyes to stand. He charged at the man as soon as his vision allowed him to see clearly.

The next five attempts at ended the same way as the first the knife made little difference. It was no use trying to fight him head on even with him unarmed. Geist had to act quickly he didn't know how much longer he could listen to his sisters cries of pain, every time she screamed it felt like a piece of him died. He had an idea, if the game wasn't fair then he wouldn't play fair. He charged the taller man only to be knocked into the dirt again, he had noticed that Tyrian liked to kick a guy when he's down… literally that was the one constancy Geist had found so far in the brutal man's fighting style. If that was the case than that is what he would plan around. Geist roll to the side dodging Tyrian's foot as he tried to stomp on him, as the Faunus rolled he threw dirt he had scooped up while on the ground into his attacker's face and eyes. Tyrian's hand coming up to rub the debris from his eyes blocking his vision of the boy with is hand.

This was Geist's best chance he scrambled to his feet and ran pass the taller man. He had done it he had managed to get passed Tyrian. That was what the thought until he was yanked backwards, Geist's back was racked with pain it felt like someone had yanked him by his spine. Tears of pain welling up in the boys eyes he looked back blinking though the tears to see what had stopped him.

Tyrian had one hand over one eye still rubbing away dirt and the other outstretched, hand closed in an iron clad grip on his tail. Delivering another powerful yank the man with braided hair threw the Faunus back across the yard by his tail.

Geist landed on his back, he had no idea how sensitive his tail was no one had ever touched it before, let alone thrown him around by it. It was horrible he laid on the ground practically paralyzed with pain, all of the mussels along his spine were cramping up preventing him from moving.

Tyrian walked over to the downed boy, "Not bad. A dirty move, but your best attempt yet by far." He lifted his foot to stomp down on the boy's face but was interrupted. A loud scream cut into the night, but this one was different it had come from a man.

Shortly after Sam appeared outside dropping to his knees shouting in pain through clinched teeth, as one hand struck the ground repeatedly while the other hand clenched over his face.

Tyrian deliver a swift kick to the side of the boys head sending him into a daze before jogging over to where his henchman laid groveling in pain. "What happened to you Sam?" he asked not sounding particularly worried.

Sam responded while still looking at the ground. "Someone needs to teach you how to tie a knot boss, little bitch got loose and got me good."

"How good did she get you?" His boss asked.

Sam looked up at his boss reviling the silver utensil that protruded from his eye socket. "I think she got me with a fork."

"Did she escape?"

"No, Rev got her restrained… properly this time." Answered the injured man.

"Sorry about that, guess I don't make the best criminal. Killing them out right is my specialty, that why I hired the two of you. Move your hand I can't see the wound!."

Sam did as he was told removing his hand as his boss looked at it. "Well get it over with I know you want to."

"You already know me so well." As soon as Tyrian finished he quickly yanked the fork from his eye socket.

Sam yelled again punching the ground again as well.

Tyrian helped Sam back to his feet.

"You know how the saying goes right?" the boss asked.

"What saying?"

He pointed a finger at his own golden eye with a psychotic grin. "An eye for an eye."

"And then some." Sam replied as he walked back into the house.

"Save me one, I want a trophy!" he called after Sam as he closed the door.

Tyrian stepped back out into the yard walking back towards Geist who had managed to sit up.

"Did you see what you sister did to my henchman, she's a feisty one."

"Serves the bastard right." Struggling back to his feet. Tyrian hummed in response before speaking "I would have thought you would be more worried for your sister," he cocked his head to the side with a wicked grin. "After all, you saw what Sam did to you brother. And that was just for spitting on him, can't wait to see what he will do for an eye." As if on cue again a blood curdling scream echoed into the night. Geist ran that the man with new found rage.


Minutes turned into hours…. Two hours to be exact. Geist's head was pounding his left eye swollen shut, a busted lip, beat black and blue, and overall exhausted. He hadn't made it anywhere close the door, Alice's screams had become far and fewer as time when on. The last one being over twenty minutes ago, and her brother feared the worse. He had found out about one unspoken rule of the game, the longer time the he waited before making his next assault, the worse the beating he received. So he knew this next one would hurt, he had been knock unconscious after his last attack. He didn't know for how long, but that didn't matter he wouldn't give up not so long as he could move.

Geist made as slow jog at the man in front of him, he no longer had the knife he didn't know what had happened to it. Not that it made any difference having it or not the outcome was the same. He prepared to throw a weak punch, only to have Tyrian catch his punch by the wrist. Pulling his arm out straight before striking the back side of Geist's elbow, a sickening popping sound followed by the boys own screams.

His arm left hung at and odd angle from the elbow down, Geist dropped to the ground almost fainting from the pain and exhaustion. That was before a loud gun shot rang out, bring him back to the land of the conscious.

No it couldn't be. She had to be okay. He couldn't have failed her. Geist's fears grew tenfold when the large muscular man opened the door and stepped out. A bandage wrapped his head covering his wounded eye already stained red over the area. His arms were splattered in blood from his forearms down.

"Really didn't expect you to give her a quick death by gun shot, not going soft on me are you?" The braded haired asked jokingly.

Sam put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it exhaling a puff of smoke before answering. "She died five minutes ago, the gun shot is just insurance. Can't have her playing possum and ruining my reputation, she already fucked up my eye I won't her fuck up my rep too."

His boss burst into manic fit of laughter only speaking once his fit was over. "Sam you are one savage man."

"I aim to please boss."

Rev stepped out after Sam, talking to his boss. "All done here boss I'll just finish off the mutt and we can go."

"Leave him!" Tyrian spoke up before looking back down at the boy. This boy has a dark demon with in his soul has eyes just like I did when I was his age. But most importantly he kept me entertained, that's not easy for me to find now a days."

He bent over and grabbed a fist full of the boy's hair and lifted him up eye level a twisted smile decorating his face as he spoke. "Do you know where patch is boy?"

After only receiving silence as an answer Tyrian rolled his eye before reaching out with his other hand placing an ironclad grip on the boy's injured elbow. Another yelp of pain was heard from Geist. His attacker spoke again "Answer me boy! Do you or don't you know where Patch is?"

"Y… Yes." Geist rasped out.

"Good. Now on the east side of Patch just outside the town you will find a locked up shack. This is where I will be hiding out, for the next week. Seven days before my next job. If you want a shot at your vengeance that's where you can find me, but I'll be gone after the weeks up. Good luck, you're going to need it. Oh one last thing come alone I'll catch wind of it if you try anything funny." Before Geist could respond Tyrian punched him back into the dirt, knocking him unconscious.


Geist felt a cold droplet land on his nose, one eye eased open the other was to swollen to do so. He lay on his back looking up at the night sky, he don't know how long he was unconscious. It was long enough for a storm to roll in unnoticed.

Suddenly it all came back to Geist the pain, the memories. He had to find Alice, he had to save her. The boy couldn't walk he was too tired so he slowly drug himself one armed crossed the ground, his bad arm drug limply by his side. When he reached the door it was pulled almost closed but left open just a crack.

Before Geist reached out for the door he noticed something on the ground, the picture the muscular man from earlier had dropped. Geist grabbed it; it was a family photo from when Geist had just first come to live here. The only picture with all of them in it minus Amber of course. He slid the picture in his pocket the best he could from his prone position, and then retuned his attention to the door, pushing it open.

If there was any shred of love left for the world in Geist, it died at the sight before him. Colter's body was in the same place that it had fallen, next to him was Alice still bound in the chair. She was hunched over her long hair blocked view off her face, normally golden locks where now dyed crimson. Gray mater liter the floor and wall to the left her.

"A…Alice?" Geist tried. There was no response. "Come on Alice… g-get up… I-I'm here." He tried again only to be met with silence. Geist drug himself across the floor towards his sister. Once close enough to see under her bangs, Geist cried out he didn't want to see this but had to. He was the cause of it, because he couldn't protect her. Her death was his fault. Geist opened his eye. What he saw would haunt to poor boy for years to come. Both her beautiful silver orbs were gone, one eye socket had a piece of silver protruding from it. The other appeared to have been more carefully removed. Her face was and neck was covered in what looked like small burnt circles, Cigarette burns. Geist breath was beginning to accelerate he fell the stomach bile rising in his throat, but he forced himself to continue looking. All of her teeth had be knocked or pulled out, her bright smile… gone this to was his fault all of it was he was too weak. He force himself to look on, her finger and toe nails had all been ripped off. Then the digits them self all broken at odd angels.

Geist was beginning to hyperventilate as he sat in front of his sibling's maimed corpses, he final lost control of his stomach contents vomiting on the floor in front himself.

This couldn't be real, that right this had to be a bad dream that he would wake up from and when his did his family would alive and well.

It was just a bad dream. This is what Geist repeated to himself as his breaths grew faster. Geist's hyperventilating finally got the better of him as he fell unconscious yet again.

Whether or not the boy knew it his luck had proved strong that day, and out continues to hold. A crow cawed as it circled overhead.


That's what I got, let me know what you thought of my Tyrian. The show hasn't given much to go on so I did my best with what I had. Hoped you all liked it. Leave a review I would be grateful.