Chrono21 in the house
Hey everyone! I got up this new chapter, and I hope you'll be satisfied. Don't own Gundam SEED, just OCs like Edward Havoc, his dad Rando, and Tidus Strife.
Just a warning, if you can't stand blood, gore, mutilation, body parts, etc. you need to get out of here. Seriously, this is not something you would want any kid to see. I had nightmares for a week after writing some of this stuff. I'm serious. This stuff could only have come from my mind after reading a lot of Steven King novels and watching too much of Descendants of Darkness. This chapter alone changed the rating from Teen to Mature so that I won't get banned. This chapter definitely takes you on a trip to Hell.
You have been warned, so don't chew me out or report me. I have changed the necessary rating, I have warned you, I have said all that I can, so don't report me or hold me responisble for any nightmares you may have. Last warning: get out if you do not like or are able to stand articles mentioned above. Believe me, I had nightmares too after this, so if you do you're not the only victim. I'm still totally freaked out that I wrote this stuff. I thought for aweek or so after finishing this that I was posessed, and haven't put it up because I was afraid of the consequences of some of the stuff in here. Don't sue me, please!So cover grandma's eyes and those of you with brave hearts and strong stomachs may continue. This chapter is definitely getting an 'R' rating.
Chapter 4: Framed
"I have to take a break. My body has its limits." Cagalli slumped against the sewer wall, sliding to the ground. "Stupid leg! Why's it gotta freeze up now?" She said angrily. Then she remembered the chase and how difficult it had been for her. "Well, I guess it could have been worse. I could be in Oni Santoryu right now. Or Hell."
"Damn it! Where is she?" Startled, Cagalli glanced up at the light filtering through the holes in a manhole above her head. There was a metallic clink as people ran over it. She listened with a detached interest to the conversation going on above her.
"Hey, has anyone found her yet?" One of the people said as Cagalli flexed her tired limbs, trying to make herself a little more comfortable while she was eavesdropping on this conversation.
"No." Came the tired answer, and Cagalli heard a metallic clink as someone set a pole down on top of the manhole cover. "That damn murderer has vanished. Even those guys from the military are stumped."
Cagalli froze. Murderer?
One of the other men sighed. "Yeah. I can't believe it. Nothing like this has ever happened here before. Two houses are down already. Each of them, an adult male, an adult female, and one or more kids, all slaughtered like animals. Only a real monster could do something like that."
Cagalli heard footsteps approaching rapidly. She quickly made sure that Dusk and Dawn were ready, because she was going to get to the bottom of this murder mayhem. Someone had framed her, and for that, she was going to kill him.
"Hey, did you hear?" A new voice joined the group, apparently the person that Cagalli had heard approaching. The other men turned toward him.
"What do you want, Samson? We're busy looking for that murdering outlaw right now!"
"Then you'd better come immediately! There's been another murder on the west side of town! Six more people, including children were killed!"
"What!" There was a clatter, and the men rushed off.
Cagalli sat there for a few minutes afterward, thinking of what they had said. She was burning with anger at this recent development. "Frame me, will he?" She said, clenching her teeth as her fists tightened on Dusk and Dawn's handles. "Someone's gonna die today." She pushed herself to her feet, and walked down the sewer, the pain in her leg completely forgotten.
(With Kira and Athrun)
Kira popped another chip into his mouth, eyeing the papers spread out on the table before him. They were a complete timeline of Cagalli's life (don't ask how they got it), pictures from the camera in Oni Santoryu, and their own written report of the fiasco that morning. Kira took a swig from a can of soda he had bought before they had gotten there and glanced across the table at Athrun, who had been silent for the past hour or so.
"Be careful." Kira said. "You'll go grey before your time if you worry all the time like this." Athrun sighed, before helping himself to a chip.
"Yeah, I know. But, I think I've finally come to a conclusion about Cagalli." Kira's head immediately snapped up, locking eyes with his best friend.
"Well, what is it?" Athrun rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Well, you're not going to like it."
Kira twitched in annoyance. He hated when he was kept in suspense. Athrun sighed, sensing his impatience. "Well?" Kira demanded. "What is it?" There was along pause.
"Amnesia."
"Amnesia?"
(Back with Cagalli.)
Cagalli sat panting on the rooftop of an unlit building, panting, the hood of her cloak pulled up against the rain. She looked up as she heard crashing in the alleyway below, amber eyes glinting as she listened to the search party moving away below. "Well, that wasn't so bad, now as it?" She asked herself as she leaned against the stone railing along the top of the building.
She had had to dodge search groups, trudge several miles in the sewer, and take to the rooftops in the rain, but it was all worth it now that she was here. For, in the building next to hers, there was the sight of the first of the murders she had been framed for.
Cagalli stood up, counting on the darkness and the rain to make sure she wasn't seen, and made certain that there were no search parties heading this way. For once today, luck was on her side. She made her way down to the ground, until she reached the entrance to the building. She waited at the door for a brief moment. "Right…" The said, before pushing open the wooden door.
The first thing that hit her was the stench, the thick, cloying stench of death. Cagalli quickly brought one of the folds of her cloak to her face, blocking out the smell and making it easier to breath. But it was made even worse by the vision of Hell in the hallway.
Blood coated the walls of the hallway, dripping down what had obviously been very clean sandstone before the vicious murders that took place there. Cagalli saw what she thought had been a coat lying in the entrance to one of the doorways. It was a human torso.
Cagalli felt like she was going to puke as she saw occult symbols drawn on the walls, written in human blood. How could anyone have done this? But then again, after her experiences in Oni Santoryu, she knew that if a person was twisted enough, they could do a lot of sick shit. Just as a precaution, she drew Dusk and Dawn before continuing forward.
The scene grew even worse as she continued down the bloodstained hallway. Obviously the police force in this village wasn't equipped to handle something like this, because most of the bodies were still in the house, though the police had done something right and masked off most of the rooms with yellow tape. Cagalli's nightmares obviously had nothing on this.
After moving down the hallway, she came to the living room. Obviously a very big family had lived in this home, because there were three more bodies in here. An old Grandmother had died in her rocking chair, sewing needles still in hand, a knife in her heart. At least she had died quickly. A young couple lay on the floor beside a coffee table, their corpses ridden with bullets. Cagalli could tell from the expressions on their faces that it had been a while before they had died.
But the one room that she could not bring herself to go into, was the one that, judging by the door, had belonged to the children. Cagalli could smell blood and hear nothing from behind the door, so she was glad for an excuse not to go in. She already had enough nightmare material for months without that.
After moving from one bloody room to another, complete with bloodied weapons, she finally came to a room at the end of a long hallway. The stench coming from it was a lot thicker than in other parts of the house. Cagalli prepared herself, knowing that something undoubtedly macabre was waiting within the room. She took a deep breath, than opened the door.
The first thing she noticed was the candles, glowing brightly within the room. There was a star-shaped pentagram drawn in blood on the floor, with candles on each of points and a chair sitting in the center. But even more gruesome was the robed body that was sitting in the chair, face contorted in agony. Cagalli noticed that the person's heart had been ripped out of the body, leaving only a bloody hole. It sickened her as she stepped into the room. She should have been scared, but she wasn't. The dead only resided here, and the dead hurt no one.
She moved over to where the body was, drawing her cloak tighter to her face to ward off the stench. It was a man, around in his late-thirties, holding one of the twisted candles tightly in his hands. Cagalli looked in the direction he was looking, and then jumped back in surprise.
The corpse had been staring at a canopied bed, or rather the wall between the posts. Human heads were atop the posts, and Cagalli gritted her teeth in anger. Who had the right to do this? There was more bloody writing on the walls there. It read in twisting letters:
Come along Outlaw,
Let's play a game.
To find me is easy,
You just need a name.
You'll get one more clue with each person I maim.
So come along, Outlaw, let's begin the killing game.
Attached to the bottom of the message with a dagger was a note. Cagalli drew the dagger out of the wall, before opening its envelope.
"The dead speak no words. One of the four horsemen rides down these halls. This is only the beginning, the Ace of Wands."
From Chrono21
Oh gawd, that was horrible. Can't believe I just wrote that. Now you know why I gave that an 'R' rating. From here on out, it's a highway to hell. I'm definitely changing the rating of this fanfic. Oh well, hope ya like it. I don't have a preview of the next chapter, unfortunately, mainly because I'm still wondering how the heck I just wrote that scene. Hope no one has nightmares. Ciao.