Okay, so I'm extremely (pleasantly) shocked by the reviews o.o to tell you the truth I was expecting this fanfic to be a failure like the others I've written XD. The only reason I've written (and posted) this chapter this quickly is because of the reviews which really inspired me, you guys really surprised me XD. So this chapter is dedicated to the reviewers :) Thank you so much!
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Thanks for pointing out my mistake, I've edited the chapter and corrected most of the typos (I hope). Hah, I wish I were a genius XD but I'm pretty in the norm unfortunately. I'd be grateful if you did spread the word by the way ;).
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I've already written four more chapters though I'll have to re-read them and edit them before actually posting them.
And I'll have to go Beta-Reader hunting later... wish me luck xp
Okay enough of my rants here is chapter three
EDIT: I deleted this chapter before because I noticed that there were a lot of typos. Sorry about that. I hope there aren't many mistakes this time. And if there are send me a pm or leave a review to let me know.
Thanks in advance!
OmniaVanitas: Haha I know I know, I can't say much, but just have patience about that ;) I might "ruin" Sora in the next chapter though, but again have patience :p
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Though this be madness, yet there is method in it [The Tragedy of Hamlet - William Shakespeare]
15th of June 2088
The metallic door slid open noisily making the blond jump in surprise.
A man in his late forties pushed a raven-haired boy inside the chamber, the boy stumbled and fell towards the cold unforgiving floor but the blond caught him in his grasp.
With a chuckle the man closed the door plummeting the two teenagers in darkness once again.
«Vanitas? Are you okay?» whispered the blond.
Vanitas pushed the blond away «Of course I am, you idiot.»
The blond huffed in annoyance «Well sorry, you ungrateful bastard.»
«Oh just shut up Ventus. I'm in no mood for your crap.» sighs exasperatingly.
The blond paused at his tone before muttering «Whatever. What did they do to you?»
The raven-haired teen hesitated before answering «Not much, they just injected me with various multicolored substances.»
«Did it hurt?»
«Fuck yeah, it hurt like a bitch.» Vanitas grunted as he messaged his arms.
The blond sighed in distress «They aren't going to let us go, are they…»
Vanitas didn't respond and decided to just stare at where he supposed his companion was, his eyes slowly adjusting at the darkness.
«They said that they would let us go if we were "good boys". Hah, bullshit. I'll never see my friends or my family again.»
The raven-haired boy leaned against the wall next to Ventus and still wouldn't respond; after all, there was nothing he could say to make it better.
«How did you get here? Do you remember?»
Vanitas grimaced before chuckling at the question. Ventus gave him a questioning glance.
«I've been betrayed.» he responded simply «I don't want to talk about it.»
It wasn't supposed to go this way.
«Hey,» Ventus patted him on the back «It's okay; we're in this together. If you ever want to talk about it…»
Vanitas's eyes widen in surprise before letting out a loud chuckle «Aw, is Venny finally warming up to the big bad wolf?» his grin became feral.
«Oh shut the fuck up.» Ventus punched him on the shoulder «I take back whatever I said.»
The yellow eyed teen let out another laugh before giving Ventus a light shove «you're truly amusing Ventus.»
«Whatever you bastard-»
The metal door snapped open making the blond jump and curse for the second time that day.
«Ventus, you're turn.»
The blond clenched his fists as he looked away from the blinding light.
«No.» the boy shook his head stubbornly.
«Say what now?» the man questioned, he was amused, no doubt about that, but really, when was not amused?
«Fuck off, Braig.» the blond hissed as he unconsciously grabbed Vanitas's arm making the dark haired boy stare at him with an expression akin to worry.
The man shook his head and made another attempt to coax the blond to follow him «Come now. Be a good boy and we'll take you back to your parents-»
«Do you really think that we're that stupid?» Ventus screamed in anger, this time turning towards one of his tormentors ignoring the sting in his eyes.
Braig sniggered in amusement «Well yes we kind of did.» dropped the act without much of a thought, immediately confirming their earlier assumptions «Now come on we don't have all day.»
Ventus started to shake «No!» he tried to hide behind his companion.
«All right we'll do it your way.» the man pulled a needle out of his jacket pocket and approached the two teens. Vanitas eyes narrowed his eyes in anger.
«Fuck off, can't you give him a break!» he snarled.
Braig paused to before laughing out loud, «Why, this is quite the surprise. Vanitas, our mighty Vanitas has become a softy and is protecting the weak!» without giving the two boys any time to react he promptly grabbed Ventus by his arm and pulled the blond towards him before injecting the unnatural colored liquid at the side of his throat. The struggling teen soon became limp in his grasp.
«You asshole.» Vanitas growled as he tried to stand up but stumbled before falling back on the cold floor on his knees «you traitor, you'll all pay for this.»
«You keep telling yourself that.» with a wink he exited with the blond in his arms.
20th of September 2549
I've talked to many people. Some didn't think much of my peculiar character, some simply didn't care enough to notice, and others shrugged it off – probably had better things to do. But many confirmed my hypothesis that I am, in fact, a nut case. At first I'll admit that I was a bit taken aback. Sometimes being slapped in the face with reality isn't the nicest of things, even if you already knew it from the very beginning.
I knew that my… experience in that place must have had some affect on my personality and character. Well, I didn't actually know it was just an assumption I made from watching how Ven got more and more messed up in the head over the years.
I probably was normal at first; I can't remember how my life was before the experiments. I don't know if I had family or if I had friends, but that isn't really the thing that got to me. I was sure that I was different once – I'm still sure -; it was a feeling that I couldn't shake off. I just knew. But I can't remember anything at all. I doubt I was ever a nice guy in the first place, but I was somewhat normal. You know, someone that blended in with society without turning too many heads when they passed by.
At first, when they called me weird or odd, I would usually flip out and ended up beating the person to a bloody pulp. That got me in to a shit load of trouble most of the time.
After a while I stopped getting pissed off. I pin pointed my "anomalies" and hid them from public view. But in truth what really helped me cope with my change in personality was when I simply stopped caring. I just couldn't understand the meaning of "normal", other than the fact that you're like most of the human population. But really, does it honestly matter if you're in the "normal" group or in the "weird ass" one? What does being "normal" mean? Who says that being "normal" is a good thing?
Again: "There's nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so".
With this phrase I decided to eliminate all meaning from this world. Nothing has meaning. If the world is meaningless, if the world is just like a blank sheet of paper then all I have to do is start drawing upon it, creating my own meaning of life. Nothing is stopping me. Some might say that "law" can stop me. Sure they could stop me physically but they can't stop my consciousness from creating. Don't get me wrong, I do not believe in the "soul" or at least what we believe a soul is. A human being is made of matter and consciousness, the moment our body dies we, as humans do no exist anymore. Everything ends with our bodies.
Everything starts when we are born.
«I hate kids. There's nothing I hate more than fucking little kids running all over the fucking place for no apparent reason. They're like little animals. They have absolutely no logic in whatever they do. None at fucking all. They ask too many questions and they never shut the fuck up. I often ask myself why do parents have the fucking impulse to have kids in the first fucking place. Why would they want to fuck up their own lives by giving birth to such a creature is beyond me. Fucking nature thinks she knows so much fucking better than us.»
The blond in front of me lifts a pierced eyebrow «you were a kid once too you know, and it doesn't seem like rationality actually leads your life-»
«Not said, I could be genetically created in a laboratory for all you know. And I am rational, just because you don't understand someone's psychology doesn't mean they're not driven by logic.»
«This again,» the blond rolls her eyes at me before flinching as the screaming become more and more unbearable.
«Besides haven't you noticed that tons of kids that fall on the floor first have to process the fact that they fucking fell before they can actually start the water works? It's ridiculous. Kids often cry for no apparent reason, the best thing to do is to just ignore them or smack the over the head, or better yet kil-»
The woman narrows her eyes at me «you just told the kid that his parents are fucking dead you retard! Of course he'll fucking cry is goddamn eyes out. Fucking moron…»
Hmm I like this woman.
«Make him stop!» a boy screams as he slams the door open. «Please Reneal, make him stop!» he pleads as he covers his ears with his hands.
Reneal's pierced eyebrow twitches as the screaming become a tad louder now that the door is open.
«Why the hell do I have to do it!» she demands.
«Because you're a woman, you should have affinity with crying brats. Especially in this kind of society.» I propose as I lean backwards in my seat.
«I'll fucking rip your eyes out if you don't shut up.» she threatens.
«Oh please go ahead I would simply re-grow others, ya know.»
«Oh for the love of- why did we even bring these kids here in the first place?» she screams.
«Because you're the good guys.» I retort with a sickening sweet voice. «And I'm way older than you, my dear child.»
«Fuck off, and you Dyme shut the fuck up.» with that she briskly stands up, walks inside the room and slams the door shut before locking it.
Dyme gulps «what do you think she'll do to him?»
«Probably chop him up and throw him in a river.» a voice to our left retorts cockily.
«That's not a very nice thing to say, Ienzo.» whines Dyme.
If you haven't noticed I'm currently at the "Organization's" base. After that kid was finally able to keep his re-growth under control Lea, who had promised me a huge fucking meal, brought me here; to an abandon castle at the outskirts of both Radiant Garden and Hollow Bastion.
«So what is this kid? You're technician or something?» I wonder out loud.
«Who, Ienzo? Yeah, he creates most of our weapons.» suddenly his eyes brighten drastically.
Uh oh, don't tell me I've just unleashed a storyteller fanatic…
All of a sudden he was in front of me staring intently at my eyes and making cringe at the proximity «do you know want to know each of our weapons?» he asks eagerly.
«Huh no-»
«Okay! So mine isn't really complete yet but it has something to do with water and melody, I don't know what it'll be in the end, but it'll be über cool! Right Ienzo? Of course I'm right! Anyway you know Lea right? He has that particle combustor thing-»
«Which he build himself,» interrupts Ienzo «I wouldn't make such a scrap.»
«Yeah, yeah, Lea has been particularly obsessed with creating his own weapon. He said something about Ienzo not having the right knowledge to create it. But anyway! Moving on! Then you know Reneal, right? She's the girl that just went in Sora's room; she has an electric laser like thing, and a weird shock-knife of some sort. I don't know how they work, but it's like, super cool! When the laser shoots it has this cool deep blue light! And also-»
«Kid.»
«-Isa- Yeah?»
«You talk too much.» I state narrowing my eyes hoping I'd get the hint, and shut up.
He didn't.
«Why thank you! Anyway what was I saying? Hmm oh yeah! Isa! Isa doesn't have a machine or anything-» I groan, what is it with these kids and talking? «-he has like this blue pill that-»
«Dyme!» voice shouts angrily making the braided boy jump in fright and effectively shutting up.
Finally.
«What the hell are you doing!»
«What am I doing?» the idiot asks with a frown.
Isa walks over and smacks him over the head «don't go spilling all of our little secrets to just anyone.»
«But didn't he just help you out?»
«No he didn't!» Isa shouts giving him an exasperated look.
«Will you guys just shut up. I can't concentrate here» Ienzo growls as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Suddenly the only woman of the group walks out of the room. In that instant I actually take notice of the fact that there were in fact no screams and no sobbing.
Wow, did she actually kill him?
She sharply turns towards me «Why the fuck are you looking at me with that face? No I didn't kill him.»
Is she a mind reader or something?
«And no I'm not a mind reader.»
I frown, What the fuck?
The blond rolls her eyes «He's asking for you.»
I sigh, before standing up and walking towards the door.
Why did I get myself into this crap?
Once inside I slam the door shut with my leg.
«What's up kid?» I ask out loud startling him out of his musing.
«V-vanitas, right?»
«That's correct. What do you want?»
Slowly he looks down at his deformed hand «Yo-you have my same powers right?»
«Yeah, and?»
He sniffles pathetically as he wipes some tears away from his cheeks, before staring at me with his bloodstained eyes.
«Can you help me then?»
Well at least he doesn't beat around the bush too much.
I lift an eyebrow «Do you mind elaborating?»
«I know I can't do it on my own. I know there are some things I'm lacking.» I stare intently at him «I don't know how I used to do the things I did. I don't know anything anymore actually.» he looks out of the window with a blank expression «I don't know why I'm here. How I got here. I'm even starting to wonder if I ever had a family in the first place.» he sobs again clenching his eyes shut «I don't even know who I am anymore.» he grabs his face as if he wanted to rip his skin off «this isn't my face, this isn't me. Who am I? The only thing that is mine is my name. Sora.» he gives a shaky laugh «But I don't know what the point to my existence is anymore.» he looks at me through his fingers making me squirm and look away uncomfortably.
Those words, I didn't like them. I didn't want to acknowledge them, but the reason was too obvious to ignore.
Why. Why. Why. Huh, Ventus?
«Please,» I turn towards him as he pleaded pitifully «I need you to teach me how to control myself. I-I need you to teach me how to re-grow my hand properly»
«Why should I?»
Sora pauses at that.
«I'll do whatever you want.»
«There's nothing you can do or give me that could interest me,»
The brunet opens his mouth but hesitates.
«You can stay with us until he learns how this thing works» I turn towards Lea who was leaning against the doorframe «we can provide you shelter and all the food you want.» he offers.
I gaze intently at him; he was pale and had dark circles under his green forest green eyes. He looked sick. Well more like shit to be exact.
«Why would you do that for a kid you don't even know?»
He smiles shakily «because I want to.»
I snort at that but I took the offer in consideration. It didn't seem like Ventus was going to "reincarnate" completely anytime soon. And if he did I would know. So I guess I could try something different for the time being.
«All right,» I nod as I glance at Sora's shocked expression «I'll give you two and a half months to learn from me,»
«Okay!» he gives me a wide grin.
«But it won't be as easy as you think. I'll have to cut your limbs numerous times. It will be incredibly painful. But don't worry you'll get used to it» Sora nodded somewhat shakily but there was determination in his eyes, he'll need a lot of that; I grin «you'll have to study some micro biology first.»
The boy pales drastically at that, just as I had predicted «isn't that s-science?» he stutters «but that's against God! I'll go to hell if I do that!»
I let out a booming laugh.
Stupid boy.
«My dear friend,» I walk towards the bed he was laying on before crouching in front of him «look at your hand. Technically you're already destined to go to hell.» Sora looks at me in horror and I give a wry smile «Might as well make the ride enjoyable, right?».
this is a liiiiiie- *cough* I mean a line
25th of October 2549
«No no no no no!»
«Stop you're fucking whining a be a fucking man!» I growl.
«But it's going to hurt!» the brat cries.
«Oh fuck, how stupid are you? Of course it's going to fucking hurt! How can it not hurt, you dipshit captain obvious!»
«Vanitas, you're not helping» Lea tries to interject.
«Shut it Lea, it's useless to sugar coat things that are so fucking obvious.»
«You could make it seem as if it's not as bad as it seems…?» he offers mildly.
I narrow my eyes at him.
I am surrounded by fucking idiots. What have I done wrong to deserve this? Well other than blowing up buildings, murdering and fucking up people's minds that is…
«Okay oh wise one, you try telling someone that cutting your hand off won't hurt a thing.» I glare at him.
«Huh-»
I grimace sardonically «This fucking brilliant; I'm in the presence of Sir Captain Obvious and Captain fucking Oblivious.» I shake my head and sigh «Just shut up, fuck!» I flip him off before turning to my soon to be victim «Okay, Sora at the count of three-»
«But why do you have to cut off my good hand?»
Fucking kids and their fucking questions.
«Because you probably got used to how your deform hand is,» I say in an excruciatingly bored tone «so you would probably have a hard time re-growing it as it used to be. You need to understand how a normal hand is reconstructed before even attempting to re-grow your deformed hand correctly.»
Sora bites his lower lip as tears start cascading down his cheeks.
For the love of-
«Well could you at least just cut off a finger instead of my entire hand for now…?» he asks timidly.
I narrow my eyes as I held his wrist down and kept the kitchen knife raised high – yes I am doing it on purpose -. «… All of your fingers.»
«Oh come on Vanitas!»
I lift my eyebrow at him.
Truth to be told, it didn't really matter how much or what I cut off. He just needed to learn the basic principle – for now at least -.
I just wanted to be a nasty son of a bitch.
Ah it feels good to be a bastard.
«All of your fingers or I'm not teaching you shit.»
His eyes widen «Two!»
I shake my head «Four.»
«Oh please Vanitas, let me off the hook just this one time, please!»
I roll my eyes «Alright, three. That's my final offer.»
«Thank you!»
«You guys are out of your mind.» Lea sighs.
«Uh huh,» I dismiss Lea with a wave of a my armed hand making him back away in alarm «at the count of three.»
Sora nods.
«One…»
He grimaces.
«Two…»
He looks away.
«Three- are you sure you want be here, Lea?» I interrupt the count down making Sora groan for prolonging the torture.
«Huh, probably not.» Lea made a quick escape.
Idiot.
«Alright, at the count of three then.»
Again Sora nods.
«One…»
Again he grimaces.
«Two…»
Again he looks away.
«Three!»
He clamps his eyes shut and screams with all his might.
After a while, he stops, and looks at his still attached fingers. He looks at me questionably.
As soon as he opens his mouth I grin and slice off four fingers.
Sora looks at me in shock, he stares at his fingerless hand – apart from this thumb - and then looks at me again. And then the real screamingfest began.
«Vanitas you damn liar! You promised you'd cut off three!»
I smile angelically «Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I just got carried away.»
«Damn you Vanitas!» he shouts as holds his wrist with his distorted hand.
«Thank you Sora I truly appreciate that you're finally growing some balls, now stop the bleeding.»
«How!»
I give him a bored look «Think back at all those damn meditation sessions. Feel that blood flowing out of your body.»
«I can't!»
I smack him over the head «Stop panicking you idiot, and concentrate!»
He clenches his eyes shut and takes a deep breath. Slowly the blood stops.
«Alright, good job idiot. Now will your cells to multiply.»
Sora grits his teeth but nods.
After half an hour Sora was able to reconstruct his cut off fingers. Too bad they had this weird mash potatoes kind of look. Yeah they were that bad.
«What now?» he asks hysterically.
I roll my eyes and grab the knife again making him gulp.
I smirk as his starts sweating in profusion «Now we'll continue 'till you get it right.»
I don't know how long we stayed in that room but let's just say that if there were neighbors they would've complained all day long for the screams of agony – insert evil laugh here -… and perhaps even more for the strong stench of blood.
Maybe I overdid it a little?
I stare at Sora as he groans in pain and periodically hits his forehead against the wooden table.
Well at least he's quite now.
«Is it right now?»
I grab his hand and he flinches.
I analyze it briefly, before sighing in disappointment «It appears so.» he lifts his head and stares at his normal fingers in disbelief.
«Yes!» he jumps up in joy but stumbles on the floor too exhausted to stay on his own feet.
«Watch it there, you used a lot of your energy, kid.» I say in monotone as I tap against at the now red table with the tip of the kitchen knife.
Seems like he's a fast learner. How boring.
«You guys finished?» asks Dyme as he entered the room with his eyes clenched shut.
«Yep.» pipes Sora happily.
«Good 'cause dinner is ready.» the braided teenager says quickly before escaping briskly.
«What's wrong with him?» Sora asks as he tilts his head to the side.
I shrug «Probably the blood and all.» I admire the blood bath we created.
I guess some blond girl is going to be pretty pissed off about this.
I turn towards the brunet as I hear a body hit the floor again.
«Damn,» he groans.
I shake my head before getting up myself and walking towards him. He looks up at me with a confused frown.
I roll my eyes before offering him my gloved hand «Come on let's go. I have to teach you the art of stuffing your face with a high amount of food. You'll be needing a lot of energy to make your abilities work properly.»
Sora blinks before giving me a big grin.
«Okay!»
He reaches for my hand but before he could even graze it I smirk wickedly, and withdraw my hand smoothly making the brat stumble forward.
«Here's some advice for you kid.» I grin maniacally «Trust no-one.» and with that I walk out of the room ignoring the curses directed to my person.
Yep, being a bastard sure is fun.
At the sound of a loud 'thump' my smirk widens further than what was humanly possible.
5th of November 2549
«-then take me with you!» the brat screams.
«What are you, deaf and stupid? I said no!» I growl rolling my eyes.
Have I ever expressed my supreme hatred towards fucking brats? Why the fuck can't they just listen to what a damn adult is saying, for fuck sakes. Goddamn spoiled brats.
Two months and half have passed and he has learned everything he could from me, much to my chagrin. So one would think that the brat would finally leave me alone now right? Of course not. That would be too fucking easy; and everybody knows that life is a fucking bitch! Curse you life!
«I don't care, I'm going with you!» he decides ultimately ignoring my refusals for the hundredth fucking time.
See? This is why I'm a bastard. Being kind is never worth it. You give them a hand and they'll end up taking everything they can reach. Fucking human beings.
«Fuck that kid, you're not coming with me!»
«Why not?» he pouts angrily.
«I do not want kids annoying the fuck out of me. And unless my eyes are deceiving me, you're a fucking goddamn kid. And what's wrong with staying with these guys anyway?»
He looks away angrily and mumbles something under his breath.
I narrow my eyes in annoyance «I can re-grow my limbs I don't have super hearing brat.»
He sighs before looking at me straight in the eye «I can't stay with them.»
«And why the fuck not? You seem to get along just fine.» I resisted the urge to hit him over the head; apparently it's turning into a new hobby of mine. Not good.
«They can't understand me!»
I groan «you're eight years old an your already in the teenage phase "nobody understands me"?» I say the last part imitating a squeaky teenagers voice that has just hit puberty.
He shakes his head vigorously «No! I mean I can't stay with them because we're too different! And I'm eleven for your information!»
I lift an eyebrow prompting him to elaborate «I don't want science to return! I hate science! It ruined my life!»
I grit my teeth «and what makes you think life will be any easier if you come with me, brat?»
He looks at me with a confused expression «weren't you experimented on too? Didn't you suffer too? If anyone, you should be able to understand what I'm talking about!»
I let out a light tut «I might understand you kid, but I don't think like you.»
«What do you mean?»
«I don't hate science for one.»
He's eyes widen «Why not!»
«That's none of your business.» I sit up and stretch my limbs before walking towards the door.
«Vanitas!» Sora calls desperately.
I pause, actually debating what to do – to smash his face or not smash his face, this is the question -, before grimacing «if you follow me. I'll pluck your eyes out, I'm not joking.» I rip the door open and slam it harshly behind me.
As I languidly walk down the corridor a voice stops me.
«You could take him with you.»
I roll my eyes in annoyance
«Don't bother me Reneal.»
«You're such a dick.» she retorts harshly.
«That's what they say.» I respond with indifference.
She sighs «you're always alone right? Wouldn't some company be a good thing?»
I laugh «I like being alone. And besides,» I walk towards her and invade her personal bubble. «He'd most likely become as twisted as me. Don't you think that one warped son of a bitch is enough in this fucked up world?» I lean in hovering over her.
Reneal frowns and lifts her eyebrow not in the least disturbed by my advances.
I chuckle before grabbing a loose strand of blond hair bringing it to my lips «Just so you know, if you're going to actually do this whole revolution thing, you're pretty blond hair might get in the way.» I grab the hair that hovered just above her ass, barely grazing the small of her back.
In an instant I feel a sharp pain at the side of my neck before a wave of electric shock runs through my body paralyzing me in an instant. My eyes widen briefly as she pulls out a yellow blade from the side of my neck. I give her a shaky grin as blood starts dripping out my mouth, my eyes gleaming with mischief.
She gives me a "sweet" smile before socking me in the face, making me fall on the ground, my head smacking on the tiled floor with wonderfully sickening crack.
She crouches beside me, «Try that again, and I will find away to kill you.» with that she stands up, delivers a kick to my gut and walks off. «You know the way out.»
As the numbness started to fade away my chest rumbles as chuckles bubbled out of my throat before they turned in to a loud maniacal laughter.
Yeah, it's a good thing these guys don't have neighbors.
Let me know if you're still interested please; and if there any mistakes. Thanks for reading!