It was either have his legs go numb or dislocate a shoulder. Goku winced and forced himself to stand up a little straighter. He had long since lost the feeling in his arms and was just barely maintaining it in his legs
He was angry, tired, and sore. Normally, breaking free of the chains would have been a snap but he barely had the energy to stand let alone pull and struggle against metal shackles. His head was swimming with the very effort of breathing and it was becoming harder and harder to do. It would be so much easier just to stop…
No! Goku shook his head sharply, swaying a little as he did so. He was not going to just give up and die and give that man the satisfaction he desired.
Goku focused on this though furiously but only half-heartedly. Deep down he knew that this next transformation would be his last. The man had vowed to break him by evening and the sun was already starting to slip into the afternoon sky. Once that switch was flipped, that was it. Goku knew that once he lost himself this final time, there would be no turning back.
Footsteps echoed up the hallway and Goku knew who and what was coming. He's resigned himself to his fate but had no intention to let the man walk away unscathed. If he could get one decent hit in, he'd die happy.
The door swung open and the old man stepped in grinning. "I hope you don't have anything worth missing left in your human life because, well," he paused, smiling coldly. "It's about to become a thing of the past."
Goku didn't say anything; he waited. The moment that switch was thrown, he'd make his move.
"Anything you'd like to say before you become a raving, blood-thirsty monster?"
The teen smiled weakly, his gold eyes level with the man before him. "I'll see you in Hell."
With a sigh, the man flipped the switch. "Why do they always say that?" he muttered almost regretfully.
Goku managed a forced smile as he was painfully ripped from himself once again. Time for the real fun to begin.
Using ever last ounce of energy he possessed, the teen ripped his arms free from the wall, shattering the chains to pieces. The man's eyes widened and he tried to make a break for the door but Goku was on him in a flash. He tore savagely at the man's chest, deep, bloody gashes appearing beneath his razor-sharp claws. The man struggled to break free, kicking and cursing for everything he was worth.
Landing one solid kick, Goku was sent flying across the room, slamming into the bricks with bone shattering force. In his weakened state, he snarled and growled murderously but found it hard to move with any amount of speed. That last attack had taken nearly everything from him.
Bloody and furious, the old man pulled a gun from his pocket, shakily loading it. "The Minus Wave ends now." He muttered, taking aim.
The golden-eyed youkai glared at the sight of the gun, a fang-tipped smirk arching his mouth. Somewhere inside, he could faintly remember a blond man with a gun similar to this one. He couldn't remember the man's name but it didn't matter. Goku dove at the other man, fangs and claws bared.
A loud bang echoed inside the room. There was no other sound, no movement.
Goku smiled weakly, glaring at the shaking man in front of him. Slowly, he reached up and plucked the electrodes off his forehead, crushing them between his fingers and dropping them to the ground.
Blood had begun to soak his shirt, tricking down his chest and stomach in crimson webs. He felt his knees give out, felt himself fall but never felt the impact of the ground. Around him, the world faded. Everything was quiet. Everything was dark.
God, I'm a terrible person...I love cliff hangers! Hope you liked it too!!