Warnings: This chapter will feature details involving torture, body mutilation, instances of rape and F-Bombs. If you do not like, please leave immediatly.
Disclaimer: The following is a fan made story. Elfen Lied belongs to manga writer Lynn Okamoto and anime director Mamoru Kanbe. Please support the offical release.
Scene 26. Not So Innocent
He walked into the room and the horned girl instantly cheered up at the site of him.
"You came to see Nana, Papa!"
'Number Seven has never hurt anyone.'
There was truth in that statement. Although you had to twist the interpretation a little in order to see it.
"Guess what papa, Nana will be able to see you more often now."
Kurama smiled grimly.
"I can see that Nana."
'Number Seven has never hurt anyone... because she kills them before they feel anything.'
Kurama approached Nana while wearing a smile. Nana wore one as well. Not a violent or sadistic or even an insane one. But one of the most innocent, childlike smiles that Kurama had ever seen. Nana fully believed that she had done nothing wrong.
He had never actually lied about Nana's personality. He merely told it in such a way that people assumed it was safe to get close to her. The harsh truth, was that getting close to her was one of the stupidest things you could do. Nana was just as dangerous as any other diclonious.
Kurama was the first person to ever get within range of her vectors and live to tell of it. Kisaragi was the second. But what she hadn't counted on was Nana's possessive nature of Kurama and her jealously towards the secretary for her closeness to him. Eventually, any love she felt for Kisaragi was far outweighed by her hatred for taking the attention of her papa.
Kisaragi's lifeless body strewn across the floor was the end result. The woman's head seemingly floated on it's own as Nana held it up with her vectors. That always cheerful expression was still locked onto her face. It just went to show how fast and efficent Nana was at killing her victims.
Kurama kneeled in front of Nana as she continued to smile.
"Now that Kisaragi's dead, you can always spend your free time with Nana now."
A click was heard as Nana felt a cold metal object press up against her chin.
Nana's smile disappeared. "Papa?"
Kurama's smile turned sad. "I'm sorry Nana, but the Chief ordered me too."
It was the first and last time he would lie to her.
Nana's smile returned, turning just as sad as Kurama's.
"Nana understands papa, you had no choice... didn't you?"
A single gunshot echoed throughout the small room. Nana's body went slack in her chains. Kisaragi's head fell to the floor, the vectors no longer there to hold it up.
Kurama's smile disappeared, as much as he hated it, the man had needed something like this to remind him just why peace between humans and diclonious was impossible.
Scene 27. Cruel Mercy
"Why? Why did you have to kill them? Why did you have to be so cruel? I thought we were friends!"
Kaede's voice was as cold as her facial features.
"What are you talking about? The only reason you're still alive is because you pretended to be my friend."
"But they meant everything to me!"
Kaede's look was somber as she stared at the sorry, pathetic state her former friend was in.
"I don't care, I did what I did... and besides, you'll never see me again."
Kaede calmly walked off as the girl she once called her friend continued to cradle Tomoo's headless corpse.
"Please wake up Tomoo-Kun... please wake up..."
Scene 28. A Twisted Pleasure
A great many horned girls had called him a monster. A cold and heartless bastard who only deserved death of the worst kind.
Humans didn't have a much better opinion of him. They often compared him to a plague on mankind who needed nothing short of complete extermination.
He was a type of man who even the morally questionable people of the diclonius research facility just barely tolerated, and that was because of fear alone.
Oh well, "Let them hate us as long as they fear us," as the old saying went.
He lived by this philosphy. He worshipped the very ground it walked upon. To him, it was a fully rewarding lifestyle worthy of the highest caliber of respect and admiration.
It was only natural that a monster such as he, would associate with people as vain and arrogant as himself.
Nousou was that man. A scientist who was as crazy as he was a deranged psychopath. A monster of a man with few, if any, redeaming qualities. A man who, in a way, was feared more than himself. And he was a million times more blatant about his evil deeds than the doctor ever was.
And that was why he'd found himself in the medical wing this evening. Nousou was working his surgical magic on another useless silpelit. He had not given her seditives, or pain killers of any kind. He never had and he never would. This much he knew about Nousou.
He knew what the man would do. First, he would inject puffer fish poison into her, so she couldn't move, but feel everything that was happening to her. Next, he would pump the girl full of adrenaline to keep her from passing out. Then, he would unveal a body sized mirrior above her, so she would be forced to watch the whole scene play out. And if she regained enough of her motor control to close her eyes, then he would cut off her eyelids.
Nousou then got to work.
His cuts were clean and efficent. He would slice open her chest, force apart her ribs and pull out her organs with all the proffesionalism of a master doctor operating with state of the art equipment. Amazingly enough, Nousou did this all with inferior tools, the improper environment, usually unorthadox and out of date methods and all with a species whose biology was so different, yet so similar to their own.
It was simply unreal. Nousou was the epitome of the humans current generation of medical scientists. A genius in a league all his own. He sometimes wondered why that man was even here. He could've easily become a successful doctor at some big time hospital by now. But instead, for whatever reason, Nousou chose to be stuck here on this tiny god forsaken island in the middle of the ocean.
The silpelits scream broke through his thoughts.
"Oh yes, now I remember, it's because he enjoys cutting up pretty little girls." He said to himself, grinning the single most evil and sadistic grin any man could give.
The screams stopped as Nousou quickly silenced her, via removing her vocal chords. He knew why he'd done so. Enjoyable as those screams were, they were also a major distraction. Nousou had his orders, and that was to keep this one alive.
His assitants started hooking the remaining parts of her body to the portable vital machines that would keep her alive. Nousou sawed through her spine while the assistants got rid of the useless parts of that delicious body.
Oh well, since it was no longer fuckable, they would just have to serve it to the silpelits for breakfast tomorrow. The cruel mans only disappointment was that he wouldn't be there to see the looks on those horned bitches faces.
They finished the surgery, stuffing the remaining pieces of her into the backpack. The assistants went to cleaning up the medical tools while Nousou came out to the hand over the black bag himself.
He thought it was wonderfully comedic seeing the man with a calm, happy smile on his face; with his gloves, shirt, pants, mask and even parts of his cap all stained crimson with blood.
"So, another enjoyable surgery, I presume?"
Nousou smiled casually. "Of course. They're always enjoyable, Kakuzawa-Sama."
"Still think being able to do this on a constant bases is worth sacrificing mainland perks?"
Nousou laughed. "Oh please, the only thing I missed is the chance to make swiss chocolate milkshakes. And now that Kurama's gone and the Chief put me in charge, I can just order specific supplies from the mainland. So even that is no longer a problem for me."
"Sorry to cut this short Nousou, but I have to get going. Otherwise Arakawa's gonna win our little bet."
He started walking off.
"She told me about that, good luck keeping your family jewels! And do try to find Lucy before Number Twenty-Eight expires! I would hate to have that surgery go to waste!" Nousou shouted in a humor laced tone
The man grimaced. "Har, har! Very funny, jackass!"
There friendship was an odd one. But it worked well enough for monsters like them.
Scene 29. Living Life to it's Fullest
The day was cold, wet and rather depressing. Rain fell down like a waterfall from above, wind howled like a wild animal and lightening flashed brightly across the cloudy afternoon sky. It was the type of day were even the bravest wouldn't be caught dead outside.
However, Nana was no ordinary person.
The horned girl ran, spinned and jumped all around Maple House's front yard. Mud squished beneath her feet with wet smacks. It splashed around, rising up and hitting Nana. Oh yes, oh god yes, it was so wonderful! She loved every second of this!
On this day, Nana was nude, for she wished to fully experience the joy simply known as life. Everything was great! The rain pattering against her skin, the wind brushing past her ears, thunder booming in the distance. It felt glorious beyond belief!
Nana stopped for moment, standing in place and letting her feet sink into the mud a little bit. She wiggled her toes, feeling the mud swish all around her flesh. This was the best part about today. It had taken her two years after Nyu's death to figure out how to do it. Two long, hard years. But she'd finally found out how to regrow her limbs. And now, a week later, Nana had both of her arms and legs back.
She loved having them back. It just wasn't the same with vector powered limbs. She could feel the pressure against her vectors, and knew how to move them properly. But it just hadn't been the same. Nana couldn't feel texture, she couldn't truly understand how rough or soft someone or something was. It always felt so unnatural how easily she tripped just because she lost her concentration.
Now, she had a chance to exprience it all over again. Just the idea of being able to move around without the fear of her limbs popping off was enough to bring Nana to tears. To be able to actually do it once more... Nana could not even begin to describe the overwhelming joy this brought to her.
It was Nana's sole reason for coming out on a day like this. Before she left the facility, her limbs had never felt anything beyond pain. The saddest part, was that the very first day Nana's limbs weren't constainly being prodded, they had been brutally taken away from her. But now she had them back, and Nana planned to use them to their fullest.
"Nana! What are you doing out here!"
She jumped and turned around to see Yuka standing in the open doorway. Dammit, she had been caught before she could really start having fun.
"Nana, get inside! It's freezing out there!"
She complied, deliberately taking her time to do so. Even if Nana wouldn't admit it, for once, she was annoyed by Yuka's overprotoctive nature. She shuffled past her, puposely bumping against the older girl as she did so. Yuka didn't respond, she just the door.
"The bath is ready Nana, so I want to get in there and warm up."
"Your mad at Nana." She grumbled.
Yuka's features softened. "Nana, I'm not mad at you. I'm just worried you'll catch a cold. Your even shivering for gods sake."
Nana felt embarrassment rise up in her, she really hadn't noticed how cold she was. She was shaking all over and her nose felt runny. A nice, warm bath suddenly sounded very appealing.
"I'm sorry, Yuka. Nana won't scare you like that again."
Yuka smiled and hugged Nana.
"Nana, I know your happy to finally have your arms and legs back, but you have to remember to take care of the rest of yourself as well. None of us want to lose our sweet little angel so soon."
"Don't worry Yuka, I'm not leaving anytime soon."
"That's a good girl. Now you run along and take your bath. I won't have any dirty cave girls in this house."
"Hai, Yuka Oka-Sama." Nana giggled as she ran off.
Yuka sighed, she really was the mother of the household now.
Scene 30. Justice
He was in her sights. She was rightfully pissed off at that man. He had barged into there home, attacked them without any provication, almost killed her dog and raped her mercilessly.
He had made one grave miscalculation. He had not checked to see if Mayu was out for the count.
Now as he finished fucking the unconsious Nana, she felt her all consuming rage finally reach it's peak. Mayu had put up with many things in her short life. But she refused put up with this asshole after what he'd done not only to herself, but to the girl she happily called her sister.
He pulled out of Nana with a satisfied sigh. Mayu struck then, dashing forward and jaming the small cutting knife straight into his left eye.
It popped like a water balloon.
He howled in agony, his right hand lashing out. It was promptly cut off at the wrist by a meat cleaver. The same one Mayu used to cut up lettuce, now used as a weapon to defend her family. The mans screams grew louder. Mayu smashed her knee into his mouth, knocking out several of his teeth. He collapsed to the floor and tried to grab his crossbow, only to have the brunette bring down her foot onto his other hand with a sickening crunch of bones.
He whined and cried, blood seeping down his face. Mayu felt no pity for the man as she brought down her meat cleaver into his left knee, cracking it open like a walnut. The man cried harder than before. Mayu didn't stop, wrenching the meat cleaver free and slamming it down into his other knee.
The man just layed there on the ground. It was not like he could've gotten up anyway, his body as broken as it was. Mayu stood over him, a malicious gleam in her eyes and a brutal slasher smile on her face.
"Please..." The man whimpered, "... this is... just... a... horr-horrible... mis-misunderstanding, GAH!"
He gulped down short, pained breaths. It hurt so much, GOD IT HURT SO MUCH!
Mayu's look just became even more sadistic.
"You, are telling me, that this is all some misunderstanding? You, who broke into our house, you, who shot my best friend, you, who almost killed my dog, you, who raped me completely against my will, you, who then raped my unconsious friend, you, are telling ME, that this is all some MISUNDERSTANDING! You sick, perverted son of a bitch, how DARE you beg for mercy from the likes of ME!"
Mayu raised her meat cleaver.
"I'm gonna really enjoy this."
"E-ENJOY WH-WHAT?"
"CUTTING UP YOUR DICK!"
With that, Mayu swung the cleaver straight into his genitals. The mans scream was far louder than any of his previous ones. Mayu didn't stop, pulling and swinging in a continuous swirl of lightening fast motions. Again and again the cleaver sliced into his flesh, blood spurting all over Mayu's nude body. Sickening cracks filled the air as she slammed into his pelvis bone. She kept striking until his flesh was ribbons and bones were splinters.
Mayu let out a triumphet roar. The bastard was obviously dead, his screams having long since silenced. Mayu tossed away the meat cleaver, no longer needing it. She gasped and panted for breath.
She looked at the corpse... and felt nothing but immense satisfaction. In any other situation, she would've been rightfully horrified.
But after everything this monster had done to them, Mayu couldn't give a flying fuck.
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