This is a new little one I've come up with. Digimon style. Ruki/Takato. Rukato in other words. Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or 'Animal I have Become' by Three Days Grace. The only thing I own...Is Talon, my original character. On with the story. Genre: Horror/Romance. I won't put it in there, but eh..Oh yeah...My other OC will be introduced, as well. Her name: Nakamara. (Note: OpenOffice hates 'Nakamara, except the A where the u is. --; So bear with the name.) And Over My Head by The Fray. -Nod.- I don't own that either. O! If I did, would I be writing? NO! And you wouldn't want me to be the creator. It wouldn't be a kid's show, or on Jetix, if that was the reason...You'll find out soon. Lyrics are in Italics and bold. " Yo " Are actual words. Italics are also thoughts. And I may finish this with Last Resort by Papa Roach and Scars. -Nod.- So I don't own them. Ta ta. MOTM out.
Chapter 1: Animal.
Cloud's littered the sky, and cold raindrops began to fall and splash upon the Earth. A young boy, the age of 14, had been at the park, and was now running through the cold, hard rain. Yellow Goggle sat atop his head, his clothes, a black t-shirt, black jeans and black jacket, were each now thoroughly soaked. As for his goggles...The blue straps were wet, and so was the boy's brown hair. (A/N: Eh. I don't remember his real clothes. So I changed them a bit. )
"Gah! There's so much rain...I sure hope Guilmon's save in his shelter." The young boy spoke to himself, his brown eyes (A/N: What color are his eyes? I never got to see. --; ) glinting with happiness. Soon he would be safe inside his wonderful home. Nice, comfortable and safe. However, a sudden rumble of thunder made him jump.
"Whew. I bet my parents are worried sick..." He sighed and skidded to a halt at the door, reached for the doorknob, and turned it. Upon opening it, he looked around. "Mom? Dad? I'm home!" He gleefully stepped through the door, and shut it behind him, closing his eyes and allowing his lips to curl into a smile. However, when he opened them a horrible sight greeted him, and his eyes widened. Salty tears began dripping down his face.
...Onions...On..The...Table...
Aha! He deduced that they were going to have something involving..ONIONS! Yuck! He stopped, wiping the salty/watery substance in his eyes on the sleeves of his shirt, and started up the stairs...Huh...Mom and Dad were somewhere...The door that his parents told him to never open was ajar..And so he grabbed the doorknob and turned..Then gasped and quickly closed the door, his watch sliding off his wrist and onto the door handle...
...They were doing it right in the bed! He just gaped, and his face reddened a bit, before he shut the door. Their voices could be heard throughout the household, and it only made his face go redder...
"Ooooh, that feels goooood..."
"Should I turn it up a notch?"
"Yes..."
"Alright."
"Oooooh, that feels nice..."
After this little burst, Takato ran straight into his room, his face bursting with flames. After getting inside, he shut the door behind him.
"See? What did I tell you? The new Air conditioner I had the repairman install works perfectly."
"Oh, honey...You've just surprised me again! My my, you're full of them, aren't you? "
"Yup! At least now our house will be nice and cool!" Mrs. Matsuki's lips curved into a grin Takashi found himself playing with the thermostat button...Gleefully turning it up, down, up down, left,right, left, right...
"Honey, I think it's time you stopped playing with that.."
"Oh, right...Sorry..Couldn't help myself. Now I think Takato is hungry...As am I now that I think about it...How about cooking dinner?"
"Okay. Oh! I forgot! I left the Onions on the table. I better go start cooking dinner. See you later." Mrs. Matsuki gave her husband a light peck on the cheek, then hopped out of the bed and opened the bedroom door...And going down to the kitchen..Then shook her head. They were ordering take out.
"Might as well call in a Pizza...Hey, Takato dear! Could you come here for a second?"
The boy, his face still burning from looking at his parents 'doing' it, ran down the stairs and into his parents room.
"Yeah mo- Dad? What are you doing..?"
"Huh?" Takashi turned his head towards the boy, and shook his head. "Oh nothing. Just adjusting the this thing..."
Takato merely stared, and quickly looked away, blushing in embarrassment. "D-dad!"
Takashi merely arched a brow at his son's actions. "What? I'm just adjusting this new thermostat. What's so wrong with that?"
"Oh! You were...? U-uh Mom's calling my name. Bye!" The 14 year old ran down the stairs, and quickly went to his mother's side. "Yeah mom?"
"Oh hi dear. What would you like on your Pizza? I'm going to call one in tonight."
"Oh! Uhm, Pepperoni, I guess..." He stuttered, brown hues glancing towards his mother, before turning away. He then quickly went back up to his room, and shut the door behind him.
"Wonder what's got into him...TAKASHI! Dammit, I told you to stop messing with that thing..You're going to pull it out too far, and then wham, it'll break! Now come down here. NOW!"
The man's face whitened at the tone Mrs. Matsuki was using, and quickly turned the Thermostat back to it's first setting. He then got up from the bed, and stopped, turning it one dial to the left, then walked out of the bedroom...Suddenly noticing something quite wrong. "Takato didn't, did he...? Oh dear...He must've thought we were..." -Suddenly a small chuckle erupted from his mouth.- "No other explanation for his watch being left on the doorknob..."
Takato, meanwhile, took a pencil from the desk and a piece of paper, and began doodling another picture of Guilmon. However, before he even started, he noticed his watch was gone!
"My watch...Where'd it go!" He frantically began looking for it all around. Taking drawers out, tossing out the stuff in them and searching. When there was a knock at the door, he yelled "Come in!" And continued the search. Where'd that watch go...?
Turning the doorknob, Mr. Matsuki stepped in and gaped at the destruction...What the...? Did Takato do this, or did an invisible hurricane just pass through his son's room?...It was a complete mess!
"Son, you dropped this..." He held out a black watch, with silver around the edges of the round circle thing in the middle.
"My watch!" The boy gleefully lunged at his dad, and grabbed the watch, happily putting it back on his wrist. "Thanks a lot dad!" The door quickly shut as Takashi walked out of the room, and he blinked once...Twice..Thrice times.
"Oooookay..." Walking down the stairs, he shook the thought from his head, and walked over to his loving wife, and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning down to kiss her on the neck. "So, what're we having for dinner hon?"
"Pizza." -A giggle erupted from her throat, and the phone was then snatched from it's place on the wall. Dialing in the numbers, she called what had been the Pizza place number...Or rather what she last remembered it being. And a voice entered the phone. "Yo. Who the hell is this, huh?"
Inclining a brow, she answered the voice. "Huh? Isn't this the Pizza Palace?"
"Uh..No. This is Talon. No some fucking Pizza place. I'm in the middle of something, too, god damn you! WHY MUST YOU CALL HERE! BAH!" He hung up the phone abruptly, and left a bewildered Mrs. Matsuki.
"What's the matter, hun?"
"I called in the wrong number..." -She stood there, puzzled...And Takashi merely sighed, taking the phone and dialing the right number for the Pizza Palace.
"Yo. This is Nakamara. Assassin-For-Hire. Who may I ask do you need killed today?"
"Uh...Oops..Wrong number..." Takashi quickly hung up, puzzled as well. And Mrs. Matsuki eyed him, shaking her head a bit. "Don't tell me...Wrong number?"
"Yes. Very wrong number. Apparently the government is trying to get rid of people who know too much..."
"Huh?..."
"Well, it was an Assassin-For-Hire's number..." He spoke, but Mrs. Matsuki interrupted him and snatched the phone, then dialed the..Hopefully correct phone number.
"Yo. This is the Pizza Palace. What can I do to serve you today?"
"Uh, just one large Pepperoni Pizza please..." The female sighed with relief, and happily waited for him to reply.
"Ahh. Okie dokie ma'am. Address please?"
"Matsuki Bakery. And please make it snappy." She smiled at her husband, grateful that it was the correct place.
Somewhere In Shinjuku-
"We'll be there shortly." The man hung up, and licked his lips.
"Nakamara?" Talon spoke, eyes glancing about for the Red haired female.
"Cha?" She answered back, casually.
"We've got work to do. " His lips curled into a twisted smile, and his hand gently began to pet the head of a black creature's head. "BlackGuilmon, can you stay here and guard the place with BlackTerriermon?" The creature nodded his head, a low snarl of a "Of course I can." erupting from his snout. BlackTerriermon nodded to Nakamara, and cracked her head.
"Good. Now, let's get on with our job. Nakamara? Get your Katana. We have a special family to kill tonight..." His twisted smile only turned into that of a grin.
"Ahh...I understand, Talon. " -Grabbing the sheath holding said Katana inside, she then latched it to her back, and slipped into her outfit; a blood red Kunoichi outfit.
As for Talon...He merely put on his own uniform; a black T-shirt, black pants, and black sunglasses. (A/N:Will describe them fully as they walk towards the home. )
The two then headed out the door, closing it behind them. The two Digimon then trudged towards the door, and stood at either side of it, BlackGuilmon merely staring. BlackTerriermon doing the same.
-Back At Matsuki Bakery-
Takato sighed a bit, apparently quite finished with cleaning his room..Oh no, he forgot! It was 5:00 and he was supposed to be at the park! It was raining however, so they'd probably canceled it but he still had to check...And besides, Guilmon needed some exercise! Opening the door he raced outside, waving to his mother and father.- "Bye mom! Bye Dad! I'll be home before the Pizza comes!" Before they could utter a word, he had closed the door.
"Boy that kid sure can run, eh honey?" Takashi commented, his body arching back a bit.
"Yup. Now, all that's left is to wait for him and the Pizza Boy to show up."
However, when Takato arrived at the Park with Guilmon, and saw no signs of anyone, he headed back home. "Takatomon, why no friends come to the park?"
"Well, Guilmon..It's raining, and maybe they didn't want to get wet?" He nodded, knowing this was the answer, and Guilmon, accepting the answer, followed Takato back home.
-Somewhere in Shinjuku.-
The boy named Talon began to walk down the street, motioning for his invisible weapon to slice through flesh or something...
"Talon, stop that.." She punched the 18 year old on the arm, playfully.
"Ow. That hurt." He joked, grinning as he spoke.
Both of the two were looking quite...Frightening from a Citizen's point of view. Nakamara was wearing a blood red outfit, sleeves cut from the shoulder, with a Black belt wrapped around her hips. Her red hair was cascading down her backside, clear to the middle of her back. And pitch black eyes gazed in front of her, as dull and lifeless as a puppet.
Talon looked...Much different. He looked menacingly evil. Well, his face did. His clothes reflected his attitude perfectly. A black shirt with a dragon pattern was on his upper torso. Two bracelet's with spikes sticking out, four to be exact, wrapped around his wrists. This shirt's sleeves also went down past his hands, so much so that they were hidden. The design on the sleeves were a blood red diamonds, going all the way to where his wrist was, on both sleeves. As for his pants. They were pure black, with five pockets. Two in the back and two at the side, with one near the kneecap. Two chains hung from each side, clasped on the black belt wrapped around his hips, and the edge of his pocket. His pure black hair also went down his back, but only went to shoulder length. Crimson hues stared forward, and twisted grin etched on his lips.
As the two reached the door, the female grasped the Katana sheathed on her back. The male gripped a dagger held in the very back pocket. One looked like he was digging in his pocket for an important paper. The other looked like she was scratching her back. And with the free hand did the male knock on the door.
-Matsuki Bakery.-
"Must be the Pizza Delivery!" She exclaimed happily, and opened the door, only to meet at the faces of Nakamara and Talon.
"Who are you?" She nervously glanced around for her husband, whom had earlier gone to fix the temperature by use of the thermostat.
"We're your Executioners." After this, Mrs. Matsuki gaped, and tried running...But to no avail, as Shackles were placed on her feet, and hands, to the nearest wall. Heh...A few seconds ago he had pulled out a few shackles and four rods. Those rods were thrust into the wall, and chains were strapped in the whole at the end of said rods, where shackles. Well, eight if you count the second set. They were to be used for the other one in the house hold. After strapping her, both moved in, closed the door, and locked it securely. Each then waited until Mr. Matsuki to come down. Then the fun would begin...
"Gah...Stupid Thermostat..." Takashi muttered, trying to fix the damn thing after accidentally breaking it. Boy, he had good luck with these things, didn't he? Well, as soon as he fixed it...After about 100 times...A triumphant grin spread across his lips.
"Honey! I've fixed it!" After hearing no responsive 'That's wonderful!' from her, he got a bit worried...But shook his head. "Ahh...Probably watching T.V. " He grinned a bit, and laid down upon the bed and waited for her to scream to come down when the Pizza would arrive.
"Well, Talon...The other guy won't come down just yet it seems...Time for a little fun, eh?" Nakamara spoke, unsheathing the Katana and quickly placing Duct tape on the female.
"Might as well. Will be funner when he comes down and sees her, too. Let's take turns, alright? You first." Talon suggested, and Nakamara nodded, taking quick strikes at the shackled female. Each strike was precise; markings then began running all over her body, mixing with the crimson liquid in a perfect mixture. Thirty long minutes of the striking, and Talon stepped in, pulling out his 12' Dagger.
"Time for my fun." His lips curled into a maleviolent grin; first he pushed the dagger into one of her lungs spots, and then the other. Next, he stabbed her in the leg, and slowly carved the dagger downwards, making a large gash into her leg. She screamed as loud as she could, but the duct tape concealing her mouth allowed them to be muffled. Then he did the other leg and body parts much the same. When they were finished, both gouged out her eyeballs, and let the crimson fluid flow freely on the ground. After that, they finished it, and left her there to die.
I can't escape this hell.
So many times I've tried.
But I'm still caged inside.
Somebody get me through this nightmare.
I can't control myself.
Takashi was getting real worried, and walked out of the bedroom, and immediately saw the blood. He slowly started walking down, and as he stopped at the bottom stairs, he gaped...
...His wife was dead. And the two people who did it were standing there..Grinning like maniacs.
He was speechless, and he knew his son would be scarred for life. Tears began to spill out of both of his eyes, rolling down his cheeks and adding to the bloodied floor. By the judgment of things, she had died a most horrible and painful death. The two didn't notice him creep back upstairs, and into the bedroom.
"Damn them...I'll...I think I can escape." -He opened the window in the bedroom, and slipped out, then began running down the street. After what seemed like hours of running, he stopped in front of the Shinjuku Police station. Upon entering he ran to the desk, panting.
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become.
Help me believe it's not the real me.
Someone help me tame this animal.
(This animal, this animal.)
Takato, however, began to run towards the house, turning about.- "Wait...I should go and visit Jeri!" He nodded his head a bit, and began running for her house, running down streets and the like, getting extremely soaked in the process.
I can't escape myself.
(I can't escape myself.)
So many times I've lied.
(So many times I've lied.)
But there's still rage inside.
(But there's still rage inside.)
Somebody get me through this nightmare.
I can't control myself.
"Dammit officer, my wife is DEAD! She was killed in the home, while I was in the bedroom trying to fix the the Air conditioner! Now can you PLEASE help me! My son might be killed as well, if he goes back! They're still there! I escaped out the bedroom window! Now please! Help me dammit!" Takashi was getting quite angry. The police weren't busy...They could, at least, help him!
"Alright, we'll help. " The head of the Police Force nodded, and motioned for a small task force, a group of five, to drive to the place. As each got into the car, Takashi sighed and sat in the chair, his concern for his son growing, and the sadness inside increasing. His wife was just brutally murdered...He didn't want his son to become the same way.
So what if you can see the Darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become.
Help me believe it's not the real me.
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become.
Help me believe it's not the real me.
Someone help me tame this animal.
Help me believe it's not the real me.
Somebody help me through this nightmare.
I can't control myself.
Somebody wake me from this nightmare.
I can't escape this hell.
(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)
"Looks like he's escaped, Talon. What now?" Nakamara stated, matter-of-factly.
"Your point? The police are coming. We'll have to kill each of them, then go back to our base. We've had our fun." His twisted grin let down a bit; he was disappointed. And after taking the spare shackle parts and pocketing them, he turned the doorknob, the dagger stained with blood still out. Just as Nakamara came out, the police car came to an abrupt stop.
"You two! You're under arrest for First Degree murder! Put your hands into the air!" However, as soon as he finished, had a foot connected to his mouth, then a dagger cut clean off his head. The other four jumped out. The first one got a kick to the stomach, and then a roundhouse kick to the cheek. Followed up by a clean dagger slice clear down the middle of his body. Then came the other one. He managed to get off one shot, before getting a nice Dagger to his shoulder, and off went his arm. Then his other arm. Then leg. And so on, until his neck was sliced open.
The fourth one was dispersed by a clean Katana slice to his head. And the final one was stabbed in the back, and all over the body multiple times by Katana blade and Dagger blade.
"There. We've had our fun. Let's get out of here." And so the two began walking down the street, blood and guts littering the streets behind them.
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become.
Help me believe it's not the real me.
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become.
Help me believe it's not the real me.
Somebody help me tame this animal.
(This animal I have become.)
(End of Lyrics for Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace. )
-Meanwhile, At Jeri's.-
The young goggle headed boy knocked on the door, hoping to get someone to answer. He waited...And waited...AND Waited...But, upon no answer, decided to head home. Skipping along, whistling the goggle headed tamer began his journey. A few minutes later, he saw a police car...His mind began to race, but a scream was caught in his throat. Moving his head to the side, he vomited. The blood and entrails were...many. And five bodies in all...So, when he opened the door, the scream in his throat erupted. Fully. He fell to his knees, and looked up at the...Oh god...That only made his scream louder. And his sobs began to shake his body. No...This wasn't supposed to happen...His mother was dead...
-At Ruki's home. -
"I'm home!" The red haired female yelled...And only her Grandmother answered.
"Oh, welcome home Ruki." Her grandmother greeted, waving at her granddaughter...Before, that is, a rather LOUD scream was heard...Very Loud. Ruki recognized the voice...Her hair was soaked, she had just taken off her jacket, and Gogglehead HAD To be SCREAMING? Ugh...This was a pain in the ass, and if that wasn't all, then...Just, god damn..."Anyways, how are you doing, Grandma?"
"Oh, Ruki dear I'm doing quite fine." The woman had turned on the news, but was quite surprised at what was going on. "Oh my...That nice bakery place was attacked? "
News Reporter: "I'm sorry to report folks, but Mrs. Matsuki, wife of Mr. Matsuki and Mother of a Takato Matsuki was reported dead at the scene. It was a gruesome scene inside, and it seems the boy, when he came home, saw his mother's gruesome fate, and screamed. It seems only Mr. Matsuki witnessed his Wife's murderer's..."
Both of the women's eyes widened a bit. They couldn't believe it...And both were silent. Finally, Ruki's Grandmother broke the silence, her voice quite shrill and shaken.
"Ruki dear...Isn't that boy..one of your friends?" She asked, still taken aback by the murder. There may not have been a picture of the scene, but what shocked her was that the one who died was the nice Bakery lady...And that nice boy's mother, too. He must've been so shaken up...
After a moment or two of processing the information just given to her, Ruki began to slowly shake her head, and run towards her room, but found herself glued to the spot. Worry had it's hold on her body...She was really getting worried about the Gogglehead...
"Don't you think you should go to the Police Station and comfort him?" Her grandmother inquired.
"Nah...He'll be alright. I'll be in my room if you need me, Grandma." Ruki slowly walked towards her room and opened her door. Walking a few steps forward, her head began to move around the room. She could no longer trust anyone anymore, other than her friends...No. Not even them. Her grandmother, however, just continued to listen, but shook her head after hearing the last part, and turned the channel.
"No more ordering from Pizza Palace for this house ever again..." She muttered mainly to herself. However, Ruki was listening in and gasped slightly...The Pizza Palace, where everyone usually ordered Pizza in this town from, was responsible?...She would've never expected...No, maybe it was the wrong number...Ah, before Mikino had turned the channel, she had heard Mr. Matsuki say something about his wife saying 'Oh my...Wrong number indeed.' maybe that was the source? Well, right now she didn't care. All she wanted to know was how they entered their house...
...But more importantly how Gogglehead was fairing.
(Going to make more chapters as I go along. . ; Might revise a few other's after this little number is. Tell me how you like it! Annnnd if I need to revise some things. Description, that sorta thing. Flames will be used to light your butt on fire. Only Constructive Criticism. - Wave.- Oh yeah...I got Ruki's attitude about close to right, hopefully...e.e )