Mari -
When the bastard had stumbled down into the depths of an alleyway I called out to him with a trembling voice and said ," Excuse me sir but I can't find my little sister…. please…. please help me find her."
The silver mask was hastily placed over my features while the hooded boy fell against the graffiti covered wall after tripping over his own feet in the midst of attempting to run away from me.
I calming trailed after his slowly retreating form as unintelligible tear stained words left the bastard's mouth.
" But sir ...I'm really really..afraid that she's dead..I think…I think I can even smell the rotting scent of her corpse !"
The bastard barked apologies over his shoulder at me before pushing himself off the wall and making an effort to start running deeper into the alley.
His run was a pathetic hobble that I couldn't stand to witness for longer than a few moments.
The desire to drag out this hunt became a meager snack for my annoyance to devour.
" Where oh where is Rize," I whispered into the boys now exposed ear after slamming his face against the concrete wall.
He smells like he has been soaking in a sea of her blood and entrails for at least a century.
The boy squeaks out her name with a tone of haughty terror.
Then he becomes a trembling mess splurging out rather pathetic wails that perhaps were supposed to be more pathetic apologies.
I tossed his form into the overflowing trash bins after nearly succumbing to my demonic wish to rip his throat out.
I wonder if his blood would smell like fucking Rize.
" Did you eat or are you just some poor son of a bitch that fucked her? Wait...Wait I got one more guess… did you fuck her then eat her?"
The words were just barely able to be completely uttered when laughter stormed out of my throat sounding almost like a long series of sheiks.
The boy groaned in pain and grazed up at me through half opened eyes.
My next mocking inquiry weathered upon my tongue when I realized only one of his eyes were cursed with the demon look.
" I always dreamed of meeting a half ghoul. Too bad you're the one I just had to have the displeasure of coming face to face with."
The boy's hands rolled up into loose fists as he attempted to snarl threatening up at me.
He was as threatening as a feather was to a god.
" I am human not a ghoul ...never a ghoul...and I'm no murderer,"The boy mumbled before exhaustion and plenty of head injuries forced his half cursed gaze to completely close.
He didn't have long to wallow in the darkness of slumber before a harsh kick to his rib cage awakened him.
" Is Rize dead though ?"
" Rize… yes …Rize.. she's dead."
" How did she die?"
" She… there was beam ...a steel beam...crushed her."
When the boy's eyes slid shut again I decided it would not hurt to let him rest .
His face was a black and blue bloody mess that was hardly healing.
It made me doubtful that his ribs were healing in a timely fashion.
" Didn't your mother teach you the value of keeping a healthy diet you little fool," I hissed down at the boy before kneeling down to drag him out of the trash by his feet.
The only thing I got in response was a snore.
With a wrinkled nose I hoisted the boy's broken thin body over my shoulder and began to wander down the alley , keeping my nose peeled for the distinct scent of death.
" ...What..where…," The groggy pained voice of the half ghoul asked after a short while.
My steps stilled and took a deep breath in hopes of smelling death.
This time my nose was able to detect death inside a nearby café.
" Anteiku."
My simple reply got no reaction from the half ghoul.
Sleep was already kidnapping him from reality once more.
When I pounded on the side door of the café no one made a move to answer my obnoxious calls.
It was late and everyone must have gone home.
Only a few moments pass before the door knob lies crushed in the alley and the door is creaking open.
I somewhat carefully plop the boy's body down before beginning to follow the mouth watering scent of decay towards a chained freezer.
The chains break with a annoying clanging sound the leaves my brain with the early throbbing signs of a hardcore migraine.
Then this door is creaking open to reveal shelves filled to the brim with carefully wrapped slices of human flesh.
The demon takes over after that sight.
It feasts for the first time in weeks .
There are only a few packages left when I am able to push the demon back into its shadowy prison.
My mind is an oddly distant thing as I go able dropping the leftover meat by the boys curled up form and making sure my slaughter had been contained to the freezer.
Luckily the carnage did not wander into the kitchen so no needles cleaning from me.
The scent of death was everywhere I noted with a light giggle that soon morphed into an endless requiem of cackling .
That's when the half ghoul woke up and despite his great pain tried to crawl towards the exit.
" Relax you little fool I just don't want you to die of starvation," I whispered while waving a meat package in his direction as some type of peace offering.
" I'm...not a...ghoul! "
" Sweetie your part ghoul , a lovely freak of nature so suck it up and eat your damn flesh ," I growled before pulling the boy towards me by his ebony hair and shoving the meat down his throat.
Tears run down his face as he is forced to nurture the devil living inside of him.
His tears remind me of the character I should be playing on the world stage at this very moment .
But tears never filled my eyes at the thought of Rize's death.
There was just a cobra of rage slithering through my spirit just dying to strike and kill anything that happens to wander into its path.
" Tell me sweetie, how did a steel beam of all things come to kill the binge eater?"