CLAIMER: All things made by me like my OC Esther, belong to me.
DISCLAIMER: All things not made by me like the original DGM storyline and characters, belong to its respective owners, namely Hoshino Katsura.
WARNING: This is rated M for a reason. Contains asylums, mental illness, neglect/abuse, some foul language, Esther also makes a quip about religion, etc. If any of this offends you do not read, you have been warned.
NOTE: Almost near the end of what I like to call the 'Asylum arc'. Two more chapter's (or three) after this one, I hope you guys are enjoying this story thus far and I hope it continues to be enjoyable. Remember to pay attention to the warning above.
Anyway Enjoy!
.:CHAPTER SEVEN:.
+GREED & REVENGE+
Coming around was painful as her head throbbed. She groaned as she finally opened her eyes to see her surroundings, her eyelids seemed to refuse this order as they kept wanting to close, grumbling she finally got back all her senses. "Did a train hit me?" she groaned with a wince as the head pain became a bit more painful for a split second. Her completely opened eyes searched the room. Esther was still in the Yellow Ward, five feet from where she was sitting she could see that Marcus had yet to awaken after the blow to the head. "Marcus?" she mumbled. "Huh?"
Esther suddenly realized that her arms were bound to her body, she looked down at herself and cursed. Both she and Marcus had been put in very tightly secured straightjackets, "really?" she grumbled as she started to struggle.
"3am it only took you an hour to come too, very impressive". Esther turned her head in the direction of the voice. Standing there observing a jar of leeches was none other then Dr. Ezekiel Victor, a devil incarnate.
"Gee…thanks, I take it you're the one who knocked us out?" she inquired calmly despite the fact that she wanted to come after him like a wild animal.
"Yes. Though everything seems to be coming as planned thus far, since those four came along I decided it was time for me and my brother to find another place of business. I came here to head to the basement but I hid myself just before you two entered this room, I knocked you both out. Under other circumstances I would be a bit upset but now I can make a proper end to our relationship" his attempt at a charming grin caused her to shiver.
"Makes me glad that our relationship consisted of you torturing me like the depraved asshole you are, leeches have more charm then you doc" she commented cynically. Much to her shock he walked over to her to hit her, not a slap, it was a closed fist hit that made her fall on her side with a grunt.
He sighed exasperatingly, "you were a stubborn little brat, from all your crying I thought you would behave but then you started to pull up bigger fights. You settled down a bit as you got older but alas your attitude remained stubborn and sarcastic". Ezekiel kicked her in the stomach, "you're a high and mighty little bitch walking around as if you own the place and now I have to move else where for business after you decided to speak to those Exorcists. Oh well, unlike you everyone looks to me as a fine gentleman who works hard for money, so I am sure I will adjust". He kicked her five times before stopping and backing away a bit to look at a small medical poster.
Esther coughed as she strained to sit up again.
"So…selling…limbs and…organs not good enough?" she asked, Esther was glad that he hadn't broken any anything but her body was hurting like hell.
"I see so you must have seen the pile. Yes me and my brother were troubled by our financial situation but we didn't want to sell any of our things to make ends meet, we even thought about getting rid of the place but a nice gentlemen said he needed a few things for scientific study, and I offered him what he needed. Because of my vast amount of luck we managed to earn easy money and I could do some of my own research. For a while even though we were getting good money I felt at a loss with my research. Then you came" his smile was full of malevolence as he remembered Esther as a child.
"I thought you were just another girl with a lost mind with no hopes of being worth anything in life but I didn't give up on you, I could have decided to sell parts of you since the Sisters would never come to see you. My luck came in handy again! Your flesh healed! No scars to show and the marks came back, I was absolutely amazed! It was as if god himself wants me to make brilliant discoveries by uncovering the secrets to regeneration and immortality. Remember when I made a few small thin cuts on your back?"
"All to well" she muttered with narrowed eyes.
"It seemed that the only part of you that wouldn't scar was near those marks, so I took blood and flesh and used them on my subjects to see if I could somehow transfer the cells. Thus far there has been no success". He sat down on a bed with an incredibly wide grin on his face.
"They didn't survive when I slowly crushed their skulls nor escaped from dehydration when I gave them nothing but salt water….think about it if I can successfully do this people who have lost limbs can just have a new one or even grow a new one! Unfortunately no success so far, I needed more supplies to work with and selling leftovers just wasn't doing it for me money wise".
As she listened to him she became more and more disgusted that such a human being could exist in this world. She wanted revenge, for both herself and the people who died so painfully by his hands. However no matter how much she wanted to curse him, she stayed silent so she could finally find out where he earned his money from. She would let this sick human being be give his arrogant speech a little while longer.
"Then one day I met a fine man in a small town, I told him about my money trouble without giving away too much. He looked at me and asked me one question. 'Would you be willing to sell souls for money?' a simple question, in the right tone one wouldn't think much of it but when I affirmed that I would gladly do so he set up an appointment. He let me over hear his conversation with a woman who was grieving the death of her husband. Right before my eyes one night I witness a demon giving this woman a chance to see him again. She called her dearest's name loudly with tears in her eyes and his soul was brought back and supplied a new body. The tables turn and that woman is murdered, then her skin became that skeletons new flesh" he chuckled lightly as he told the story. "The demon saw me and asked me in a rather jovial tone if I wanted to be a broker as well, if I supply him humans that are grieving over loved ones he will give me money".
The story sent a chill down her spine. Marcus was right, there were demons wearing human flesh out there, this city and asylum were nothing more then lambs to a slaughter all so this man can make money.
"I said yes and after giving my new friend a thank you I went to work. Mourning widows, grieving sons, and sorrowful friends were able to become one and slaughter thousands!" he took out a gold coin and flipped it with his thumb. "Now I am practically rich, this place has been able to keep standing and soon I will have a new place, live comfortably, keep the same high paying job and perhaps one day become famous through all my scientific findings".
"I'd clap my hands for all your financial success, but…you know" she quipped.
He grabbed the locked box that she and Marcus had looked at not long ago after that he poured the contents into a bag, then placed his hat upon his head. "Well I should take care of a few other things, like grab money from my other hiding places and make sure my brother doesn't go anywhere so he can make a nice little meal for the Akuma".
That turn of events didn't shock her. "No brotherly love?"
Ezekiel clicked in tongue in annoyance, "shockingly your little attitude isn't the only thing that made everything turn quickly, that fool will only drag me down. So his new place of 'business' will be within an Akuma to be its source of energy".
His eyes traveled to Marcus as he heard the man stir. "Everyone here will also be food, probably the only use they will ever be…and you my dear, it's a shame that your DNA cant be further gathered, I will just have to make due with what I have".
He turned away to head out the door.
"Death will now be granted to you…good bye Esther" then he was gone causing internal rage to erupt within her.
She growled and struggled against the jacket that was restraining her to the point her arms felt like they would break. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!"
"Es..ther?" the low moan made her stop and look to Marcus.
"Are you okay?" she asked as she tried to crawl over to him, she would have been able to get on her legs but the straightjacket felt like it was tangling them.
"What happened?" he whispered as he tried to stir.
She looked at him closely to make sure his wound wasn't too serious, "Dr. Ezekiel is the one who knocked us out, and he admitted that he was selling organs and limbs, he also told me his new source of money. You were right there are demons where human flesh…and he's helping them kill people so he can earn money".
Well that definitely woke him all the way up. "What do we do?"
"I-I don't know, I don't think we can use are teeth to undo everything on this thing" she tried desperately to think over her options, everything was too tight and there was nothing they could use. Not even a scalpel would be able to cut through the material quickly, on top of that those were dull blades anyhow.
Marcus gulped, "I think I hear someone coming".
She gritted her teeth, "probably sent one of those demons to take care of us before it goes on a mass genocide".
The poor guy looked absolutely mournful as if there was no light at the end of the tunnel and unfortunately Esther could do nothing but agree. They clearly had nothing up their sleeves.
Soon a guy walked through the door, his wide and wicked grin told her that this was going to be their executioner. Marcus whimpered, "d-do you think it will be painful?"
Controlling her feelings was difficult but she did her best anyway, "most likely…" she scooted herself in a way so she was between Marcus and their would be killer.
Marcus yelled with alarm when this 'person' started to contort in an odd fashion, the top of his forehead suddenly had a black pentacle just before all the flesh seemed to ripple before peeling away to reveal grotesque machinery, its body made a few last twists before its form was finally complete. It was a tall monster, pretty skinny but no less threatening looking with its eyes and mouth covered by what looked like black leather binds, its skin had a very deep mix of violets and blues. A sparse amount of what seemed like black hair on its head, a black looking clothes that ironically resembled a torn straight jacket. The legs resembled a goat, more so the back legs with the way it looked, then there were its long slender arms that had bladed fingers. Glistening dangerously under moonlight, with its terribly familiar cackle it clicked the blades together.
At this point Marcus was shaking, however he scooted himself between the akuma and Esther, "what are you doing?"
He sniffled, "well if there's a chance for a miracle and it comes at the last minute then…I want to make sure my body serves as a shield".
"Your kidding me right?" she looked to the monster as it readied itself to take a strike at them. Obviously it was enjoying itself by drawing it out.
I don't want to die! She thought as she clenched her teeth and continued with her struggles.
Didn't you want to die? Very desperately…you wanted to die, I'm sure an Exorcist will kill it soon so why does it matter if you die this way? At least your wish has finally been granted, a god may not have granted this chance but a devil. But a death is a death.
Shut up!
A vision of Marcus being torn to shreds by this monster filled her mind, blood and guts drenching the floors just before she suffered the same fate. The same painful fate that someone else suffered.
I'll die when I choose it. I'll be damned if I let them strip that freedom away from me, whether they be a god or a devil. Yes I may have wanted to die so my suffering would finally end, but now I want to live! For the sake of those who couldn't live and for the sake of myself!
She opened her eyes just in time to see the wall behind the demon explode.
Clown Belt!
Right through the gaping hole a pure white cloth shot out and grabbed the Akuma, it yelped in surprise as it was pulled away from the two and through the hole to meets its attacker.
Blinking in shock Esther squinted her eyes to try to see what had happened through all the dust. That is when she saw a pure white being, fighting the demons, he wasn't alone there were at least two others that were fighting the demons as well. "A clown?" She felt as if what she was seeing was all a part of a messed up dream, then again the dreams she usually has were a bit more weird. Even so no matter how queer it seemed she couldn't help but stare at the sight. The light of the moon danced off the white and almost ethereal looking clothes of the one who battled the Akuma which ranged in many hideous forms.
The only thing that had been able to make her come back to reality was the fact that there was some golden thing flying over to her and Marcus. It was rather cute.
"Are…you controlling that? Like Henry?" Marcus inquired as he stared at it.
"No" she tilted her head then smiled lightly, "if you could, can you find a way to get us out of these?"
Much to her surprise the little guy had very sharp teeth in his mouth that seemed to appear out of nowhere, with those teeth it chomped through the material like it was nothing.
"Thank you" Esther said to the little creature whatever it may be.
Her eyes wandered away from the battle outside so she was looking at the doors that the doctor had gone through. "Little guy, could you watch my friend to assure he will be safe? I have some unfinished business to attend to" her eyes flashed dangerously but the little golden creature seem to nod and land gently on top of Marcus's head.
"But it might be dangerous!" He exclaimed.
"I know, but in order to move on from all of this or even have a chance of doing so, I must confront that man, and teach him some proper manners". There was no way she was backing away from this chance.
He frowned, "then…let me come with you".
Shaking her head she smiled sadly. "I've lived with this madness for a long time now, I know it sounds selfish of me to go on my own and cause worry to you but I don't want anything bad to happen to another kind heart. So please…let me do this on my own".
For a moment he wanted to argue with her but one look in her eyes and he nodded, "alright. B-but you better return safely!"
"Sounds simple enough". She got up and brushed herself off.
"I'll arrive to my appointment with Dr. Ezekiel Victor, you stay safe somewhere alright?" she waved her hand a little before rushing towards the door, behind her she could hear Marcus. "Good luck!"
She really didn't know how well revenge is taken. People of church might not approve because Esther could swear revenge was a sin of sorts, then again religion can make just about anything a sin. She also didn't know how well Marcus would take it, after all ending a life was ending a life no matter who that person was and it might be something best to not experience. But might as well give it a try, only then she can say for sure.
She was glad to see that the doctor had neglected to lock things behind him as she made her way through the Blue Ward and down the final hall before making her way through cells and heavy doors. Once there she took in the sight of the luxurious surroundings all masked by the darkness. Her eyes wandered from vases to portraits, her foot steps almost silent as she walked around. Distantly she was still able to hear battle, clashing of metal, roars and screeches of demons once just ordinary things like a skeleton made by someone she hasn't met just yet, and their souls that were sold for money to feed a wicked man's greed. With clenched fists and narrowed eyes she continued to move forward.
"Okay, lets play hide and seek…"
I don't know how likeable this female character is. I kind of like the sarcastic types but I don't make them the way they are without reason, sometime I might make a poll to see which of the three females is liked more.
Also RANDOM FACT!
The experiments that the doctor performed on the mental patients are in fact a few experiments that were performed by the Nazi's which was too help their own develop weapons, medical aid, and racial ideology. The ones mentioned in here were known as. Bone, muscle, and nerve transplantation, Head Injury experiments, and Sea water experiments. Ones not used in here that were performed during those times were the Freezing Experiments, Twin Experiments, Malaria, Mustard gas, Sulfonamide, Sterilization, Poison, Incendiary bomb, and High altitude experiments.
Geez history is gruesome ;_;
