What up people? So you know this chapter is a little different cause it's mainly written as a character introduction. As such it has a slightly different style and feel to it then the pervious chapters. Still I think this chapter came out rather well despite the different feel. Anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy or Iya Maid. I just own Nik.

Hateful Love

Chapter 10: Hateful Maid

Written by: Juggalomalice

Nik turned over in his bed. It was a Saturday morning and he had no desire to leave the comfort of the overstuffed and somewhat regal mattress that was his bed. Still sleeping in late was a privilege that the future "Destroyer of the World" was not blessed with.

The sound of his door being slowly opened and a foot stealthy creeping in brought him fully into the waking world. The sound was so discreet that it would have gone unnoticed by anyone else unless they had been trained to detected such specific noises. Nik cursed himself at having been so slow to hear the sound. He only had seconds no to react.

He immediately rowed out of bed just in time to see three throwing knives hit where he had been laying just a second ago, but he had no time to praise his luck. He dashed across his oversized room as a trail of blades followed his path. As he ran he silently made a note to place more furniture in his sparsely decorated room to act as cover in case of similar future scenarios.

"Stop running you coward!" His assailant screamed as she continued her bladed barrage.

"Screw you!" Nik screamed back as he ducked under a bladed projectile and charged towards his attacker.

"I got you now." She screamed as she tossed a knife straight for Nik.

Nik made no effort to dodge the blade. He instead shifted his body so the blade struck his shoulder in a painful, though no-lethal, wound as he continued his charge like a football player hyped up on PCP. He tackled the girl at full speed knocking her through the large double-doors of his bedroom as he pinned her down. Without a moment lost he ripped the knife out of his shoulder as held it to his attackers neck. The bloody blade splattering drops of blood on the young woman's pale almost sickly greenish face. Her shoulder length green hair covering part of her face. He stared into the blood red eyes of his attacker. She looked positively pissed.

"Master, that was a very reckless tactic! You could have gotten severally hurt." She scowled.

Nik slowly got off his maid, Iya, since she appeared to be done with her morning training exercise for him. "It worked didn't it? I don't know why you're complaining. I'm the one who got a knife stuck in him."

Iya stood up herself as she wiped the blood off her face and licked it off her finger. "That's aside the point. I've noticed that for the past few days your reactions have been slower and…" She leaned is close to Nik's face as she pointed to Nik's cut cheek, "You've been coming home with more injuries then normal."

"That's none of your business."

"On the contrary Young Master. Your father left me in charge of your welfare and training. Anything that threatens you is my business." She said as she stood behind Nik purposely placing her large bust on top of the youngsters head. "So is there anything you want to tell me Master?"

Nik let out a sigh of aggravation. "Yes, make me some god damn breakfast."

Iya gave her Master a curtsey as she left to prepare his meal.

It wasn't long before Nik was sitting at a small patio table on the second floor balcony that overlooked the mansion's untamed garden. During his father's days the garden was a visually astounding site. Roses and fountains lined every inch of it, but it has since gone to shambles. Nik had never cared for it either way. "Let nature take what it wants. That way it won't complain so much when I take what I want from it." He had told Iya when she asked about it.

The sliding glass door to the balcony opened as Iya stepped out holding a large metal tray which held various objects.

"Morning Master." She greeted. "I see you are back to your studies like always." She commented at see the book in Nik's hands. The strange symbols and glyphs written in it had never made sense to the maid no matter what angle she looked them from. She placed the tray revealing a plate of eggs and bacon, a cup of orange juice, a small bowl filled with bread rolls, a bowl of warm water, a rag, a bottle of antiseptic, and a surgical needle with thread. "Your shirt Master."

Nik did not answer, but lowered his book and followed the simple instruction. He was well aware of what was going to happen. He took the bloodstained shirt off as he awaited Iya to finish her preparations.

Iya placed a thick wooden stick wrapped in leather before Nik. "Bite." She said. No further instructions were needed as Nik bit down on the stick. It wasn't the first time he had gotten stitches. Despite the precautions the procedure was rather quick and far less painful then you would expect. Iya was as skilled at healing wounds as she was at inflicting them. Though she often preferred the later.

Nik flexed his arm a bit testing the stitches. Seeming content with the job Nik reached over to one of the rolls and prepared to eat it. He stopped before actually taking a bite out of the baked good. He gave Iya a suspicious glare before lower the bun.

"You didn't put razor blades in this did you?" He asked.

Iya gave a rather disturbingly scary laugh. "Of course not Master. I only did that as an April Fool's joke."

"And the cyanide in the egg nog last Christmas?"

"I swear I thought it was rum." Iya said on her defense, though it was clearly a very bad lie on her behalf.

Nik said nothing. He was well aware of Iya's sadistic and malicious personality. Such psychotic acts were common place when in Iya's presence. It a strange way its what gave Iya her charm. As sick and demented as she was it was hard to truly hate her.

Nik looked down at his breakfast only to see a small green fuzz ball with tentacle like arms eating his bacon. The fuzz ball looked up at Nik with two small beady black eyes expressing both surprise and fear.

"Iya, your pet powder puff is eating my bacon." Nik said.

"Why is there corn in this bacon? I hate vegetable bacon." The green ball said.

"Marimo, how dare you eat the Master's bacon!" Iya yelled as she pulled out a butcher knife and stabbed the green ball numerous times and quite literally turning it into mincemeat. Nik was always surprised by how much blood Marimo had at times. As the table became soaked in the puffs body fluid Nik was rather glad he spent extra cash to buy the "easy to clean" patio table.

"Remember to clean this up later Iya."

"Of course Master. Until then I'll let you eat in piece." She casually took a roll of bread and let it soak until it was heavy with Marimo's blood. She then squeezed the blood out of the roll catching it on her tongue before popping it in her mouth. Flashing her Master a scary, though strangely appealing, blood stained grin Iya left his company to attend to her other duties.

Nik shook his head before returning to his book. "And people wonder where I get my taste in women from."

The day passed quickly for Iya and as with all Saturdays, her Master had spent his day in the old library reviewing his fathers cryptic notes, retiring only when she came to inform him of the hour. Iya was sure her Master would waste the whole night away studying those books if not for her.

In many ways Iya despised her Master's late father. He was the cause of much grief to her Master when he was alive and now that he was dead he still caused him trouble. Yes, Iya hated many things in the world, but not her Master and she was grateful to his father for bringing them together. She had known him for most of her life and he had known her for all his life.

Even as a child Iya always had a evil and malicious streak. A main reason she was never adopted at the orphanage. That is till the day the cruel 8yr old girl was adopted by a late Nick Corthala to be the personal assistant and guardian to his only son a 2yr old boy. She had been by Nik's side since that day.

Nik was no normal child, but the Corthala family was no normal family and Iya had become accustomed to the idea of serving both human and "non-human" guests. Despite the strange environment Iya was content serving her Master. Evil he may be, but not cruel. Still she had a feeling that it wouldn't last much longer. Her Master had been overly busy recently. She wasn't sure what he was doing, she just knew it was something big. Something that would make him the greatest in the Corthala family line. She did not know what it was, but if her Master needed her she would gladly serve.

Tonight was not a special night, but very soon a very special day would arrive for her Master. He had never been a festive person, but even the blackest of hearts needed to take a break from the books. She had to be very careful though. Her Master was a very sharp person and would catch on to any peculiar actions.

Iya quietly tipped toed past Nik's door. Years of training had made him a very light sleeper and if he were to awake and find out what she had planned she would be in very big trouble. She entered her own room with the same amount of caution.

Her room was by far much smaller then Nik's, but still rather lavish for a mere maid. She walked over and took a seat at an oak desk and pulled out a stack of letter papers, envelopes and a pen from the desk. She flicked on a nearby lamp covering the desk in much needed light and awaking a small green fuzzy lump in the corner.

"Iya, it's later why are you still up?" the green fuzz ball asked.

Iya was slightly started at first. "Marimo, I didn't know you were there. Why are you sneaking up on me?"

"It's called sleep Iya. You know it's what us normal people do at night." Marimo sarcastically replied.

Iya gave the ball a harsh glare. "You know Master just bought a new fruit juicer. I'd love to see if it works on you. How does that sound to you?"

Marimo turned white in stark terror, but said nothing in response.

"I thought so." Iya said as she pulled out one of the many sheets of paper, "If you must know I need to write something for a very important surprise for Master."

"Like what?"

"If I told you, you would tell him and then it wouldn't be a surprise." Iya explained as she brought the pen to paper and began writing only, to her disappointment, to find the pen had no ink. She gave the pen a few shakes before trying again, but none of it helped. After stabbing her desk several times with the pen and breaking it in half she finally gave up. She groaned. "I need a pen." She complained.

"Here's one." Marimo said handing Iya a random pen he pulled from inside the desk.

Iya looked at the pen as she remembered why she didn't use it in the first place. "Marimo this is a fountain pen."

"And what's that mean?"

"It means it need to be dipped in ink to work."

"Well that's no good. Where are you going to get a bottle of ink at this time of night." Marimo asked while looking around the room.

Iya stared at the green ball as a thought came to her mind. "I think I know." She said as she slowly reached for Marimo.

Marimo stared at Iya with fear in his eyes. "Iya what are you doing? Iya why are you looking at me like that? Iya???"

5 Minutes later

A squished, drained, and very much dead Marimo laid in the corner of the desk as Iya dipped her pen in a bottle of brand new red ink. She brought the pen to the paper and wrote:

Dear Guest,

You are cordially invited to a birthday party.

End Chapter 10

Ending Rant:

Iya Maid is a fan-made creation of the Futaba Channel. I don't know who the original creator is and most people don't either as far as I know. Writing Iya was rather difficult since most info on her is in Japanese. In some ways she could be OOC in this story, but for the most part I think I did a decent job capturing her overall personality. Marimo is a green ball of algae that is commonly found with Iya. Despite Iya constantly killing him he always seems to come back.

Nik's last name is based off a Baldur's Gate 2 character.

There's a Bonus Stage line in this story. See if you know which on it is.