Theoretical Mayhem
By Discord chik
chaosbebe13@hotmail.com
*I don't own Vincy (Grr!), heidagger, Shin-ra (Grr!), or the Turks (triple grr!) so don't sue me! I ain't got nothing anyway! All chapter names are phases of progression from the book Serial Killers, I didn't make them up. Please don't shoot me for this new take, I love him too. Enjoy... sort of...*
The Aura Phase
(The end of this chapter is Origins if you're wondering. I've edited it a little.)
The young man shivered as the visions consumed him again.
Flesh, blood all around you. Heh... Someones screaming in the distance. Your hands, Valentine, look at your hands. They're covered in blo-
He snapped back to reality from the shaded grip of his hell as the door to his sanitary white cell opened. There was an orderly somewhere behind him. He twisted his head in its direction groggily.
"Good morning Mr. Valentine. Did you sleep well?"
Only because you drug me... "..."
"Not feeling talkative today, huh?" Well, you usually have a few words for me after your medication." The man chuckled quietly to himself as he fixed the syringe.
You should be the one locked up, you stupid cad... "..." He closed his ice blue eyes and skewed his pale hand into a fist around the edge of his sheets. The orderly grinned at him and ripped it from away, adding more brusies to the boney wrist.
"This would hurt less if you'd just loosen up, Mr. Valentine. Or do you Wutians think that needles steal your soul or something?"
I show you stealing souls, jerk, just keep pushing it... He grunted but didn't loosen his fist. He squirmed instinctually for a moment before catching himself and throwing a malevolent glare to the man. "Just give it and shut your filthy Corel trap." The needle pierced the skin painfully and he tried to wrench free again as he grimaced bitterly at the pain.
The orderly chuckled to himself again. "Well now, was that so bad? Breakfast is-"
"What part of shut your trap do you not understand? Get out of my face, I know where it is." The young man twisted his arm and licked the tiny stream of blood forming from the puncture.
The orderly glared and smacked him roughly over the head to get him to stop licking the blood. "Holy, ya'd think you were a goddamned vampire 'r something. I better see you there Valentine, or I'll send Ruddy to fetch you. You hear?"
He spat the blood into the orderly's face and smiled, "Bite me."
**********
Heidagger peered at the monitor curiously.
"Patient 0071917," the meek, little doctor called through the intercom.
A young man of about 18 sat in the center of the confinement chamber. He didn't appear to move, but somehow, the two knew he was listening.
"You have a visitor."
The young man stirred and glanced around the small white room. A few strands of raven hair fluttered into his ice blue eyes as he scanned the walls, searching out the source of the voice. "Who?" His voice was quiet but demanding, an underlying and dangerous power concealed in it.
"A gentleman from Shin-ra."
"I said who."
The doctor jumped at the sudden force in his voice, he was getting angry with her. She checked her watch and swallowed nervously. The medication wearing off.... "Um... er... a Mr. Heidagger to see you..."
His sharp eye's focused on where the intercom was, the up to the camera they were watching him from. He grinned evilly, he knew what the hesitation was about. "..."
"W-w-will you see him?" She noticed the grin on his face and shivered. This was the only patient who scared her.
"..." He nodded and resumed his stillness and silence.
She turned to the burly man in the blue suit nervously. "He's due for more medication... Please be careful, he's in there for a reason an-"
"That is why I'm here."
"But he's-"
"No arguments. He is of great value to my organization ma'am." He produced a set of transfer of custody papers with the boys information on it.
'This is insane! He'll kill somebody! Why just last week-"
"He killed two orderlies who were administering his medication?"
"Ohmygod! You don't understand! He'll kill someone!" she pleaded, near hysterics.
The man sneered. "That's exactly the point my dear."
****
The young man eyed Heidagger with intrigue. "You just... let me out... and I do some stuff for you... and I don't get put back if I do it right?"
Heidagger inwardly shivered as the boy scrutinized him, he wished they didn't need another Turk so badly. This was pure insanity. Literally. "Exactly."
"What's the catch?"
"You'll be put on a new drug regiment designated by Professor Gahst, and you vow loyalty to Shin-ra and the Turks." He fidgeted for a moment staring at the papers intently, like he was trying to decipher the symbols on some ancient artifact.
'......Is that all?"
"Yes."
"......Where do I sign?"
By Discord chik
chaosbebe13@hotmail.com
*I don't own Vincy (Grr!), heidagger, Shin-ra (Grr!), or the Turks (triple grr!) so don't sue me! I ain't got nothing anyway! All chapter names are phases of progression from the book Serial Killers, I didn't make them up. Please don't shoot me for this new take, I love him too. Enjoy... sort of...*
The Aura Phase
(The end of this chapter is Origins if you're wondering. I've edited it a little.)
The young man shivered as the visions consumed him again.
Flesh, blood all around you. Heh... Someones screaming in the distance. Your hands, Valentine, look at your hands. They're covered in blo-
He snapped back to reality from the shaded grip of his hell as the door to his sanitary white cell opened. There was an orderly somewhere behind him. He twisted his head in its direction groggily.
"Good morning Mr. Valentine. Did you sleep well?"
Only because you drug me... "..."
"Not feeling talkative today, huh?" Well, you usually have a few words for me after your medication." The man chuckled quietly to himself as he fixed the syringe.
You should be the one locked up, you stupid cad... "..." He closed his ice blue eyes and skewed his pale hand into a fist around the edge of his sheets. The orderly grinned at him and ripped it from away, adding more brusies to the boney wrist.
"This would hurt less if you'd just loosen up, Mr. Valentine. Or do you Wutians think that needles steal your soul or something?"
I show you stealing souls, jerk, just keep pushing it... He grunted but didn't loosen his fist. He squirmed instinctually for a moment before catching himself and throwing a malevolent glare to the man. "Just give it and shut your filthy Corel trap." The needle pierced the skin painfully and he tried to wrench free again as he grimaced bitterly at the pain.
The orderly chuckled to himself again. "Well now, was that so bad? Breakfast is-"
"What part of shut your trap do you not understand? Get out of my face, I know where it is." The young man twisted his arm and licked the tiny stream of blood forming from the puncture.
The orderly glared and smacked him roughly over the head to get him to stop licking the blood. "Holy, ya'd think you were a goddamned vampire 'r something. I better see you there Valentine, or I'll send Ruddy to fetch you. You hear?"
He spat the blood into the orderly's face and smiled, "Bite me."
**********
Heidagger peered at the monitor curiously.
"Patient 0071917," the meek, little doctor called through the intercom.
A young man of about 18 sat in the center of the confinement chamber. He didn't appear to move, but somehow, the two knew he was listening.
"You have a visitor."
The young man stirred and glanced around the small white room. A few strands of raven hair fluttered into his ice blue eyes as he scanned the walls, searching out the source of the voice. "Who?" His voice was quiet but demanding, an underlying and dangerous power concealed in it.
"A gentleman from Shin-ra."
"I said who."
The doctor jumped at the sudden force in his voice, he was getting angry with her. She checked her watch and swallowed nervously. The medication wearing off.... "Um... er... a Mr. Heidagger to see you..."
His sharp eye's focused on where the intercom was, the up to the camera they were watching him from. He grinned evilly, he knew what the hesitation was about. "..."
"W-w-will you see him?" She noticed the grin on his face and shivered. This was the only patient who scared her.
"..." He nodded and resumed his stillness and silence.
She turned to the burly man in the blue suit nervously. "He's due for more medication... Please be careful, he's in there for a reason an-"
"That is why I'm here."
"But he's-"
"No arguments. He is of great value to my organization ma'am." He produced a set of transfer of custody papers with the boys information on it.
'This is insane! He'll kill somebody! Why just last week-"
"He killed two orderlies who were administering his medication?"
"Ohmygod! You don't understand! He'll kill someone!" she pleaded, near hysterics.
The man sneered. "That's exactly the point my dear."
****
The young man eyed Heidagger with intrigue. "You just... let me out... and I do some stuff for you... and I don't get put back if I do it right?"
Heidagger inwardly shivered as the boy scrutinized him, he wished they didn't need another Turk so badly. This was pure insanity. Literally. "Exactly."
"What's the catch?"
"You'll be put on a new drug regiment designated by Professor Gahst, and you vow loyalty to Shin-ra and the Turks." He fidgeted for a moment staring at the papers intently, like he was trying to decipher the symbols on some ancient artifact.
'......Is that all?"
"Yes."
"......Where do I sign?"