Hisoka gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut tightly, pulling as hard as he could against the barbed wire cutting against his wrist. Blood was running tauntingly down his wrist, making it all the more gruesome. "Aggggh! Damnit! It's no use..." He sighed and ignoring the pain, slumped over a little. The boy wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. He wanted to apoligize to Tsuzuki and be held in his warm and welcoming arms. "Pfft, like that'll ever happen" He mumbled, angry at himself.
He heard the heavy metal door open and close again, but this time Muraki wasn't alone. Another man was with him. He seemed fairly young, pitch black hair, blue eyes, a slender figure. For a moment, Hisoka could feel sympathy radiating off of him but it was quickly replaced with... nothing. "My Hisoka, you are bleeding quite badly." Muraki stated, smirking.
Rolling his eyes, Hisoka looked the other way. "Thank you, I don't know what I would do if I didnt know my own fucking arm was bleeding."
Muraki strided up to Hisoka and grabbed his chin, forcing the boy to look in his sadistic eyes. "Being sarcastic now, are we? You are frightened, boy... Now, I want you to meet someone.. He just happens to be an... aqquaitance of Tsuzuki-san's. I hope you two can learn to get along" The doctor smiled and walked out, leaving Hisoka and the man alone.
The two sat in silence for a moment until the black haired man walked up to Hisoka and gently unwrapped the tight barbed wire from his wrists and ankles. The green eyed boy fell to the damp ground, exhausted and hurting. Hisoka looked up at the man curiously. "What are you two planning?"
It all happened so fast for Hisoka, he saw a very quick glint and then a searing pain went through his chest. It felt as if this man had stuck his hand through his chest and was now groping inside his body. "AGGH! STOP... STOP IT!" The pain was getting worse, he could feel it traveling through his body, going down to his feet and slowly making its way to his head. His screaming soon ceased and he slipped into unconcieousness.
INSIDE HISOKA'S MIND IN HIS POV
'What is that noise? Make it stop, I don't like it.. Tap tap tap... Tap tap tap... SHUT UP! Screams? But... this is MY mind, why would anyone else be here?' I turned around and followed the dark path, listening to the screams. 'They're getting louder...'
I turned the corner and almost screamed myself... At myself... I was standing there, covered in blood, a knife in my grip... People were everywhere, dead at my hands. But.. that wasnt even the worst part... Tsuzuki was holding me, caressing my hair, telling me everything would be alright. That wasn't the case. I had plunged the bloody knife right into his gut. He stumbled back and looked at me. The look on his face... Oh god the look, it was horrible. He was devastated and I would of rather had all of his emotions from his lifetime plunged into me in the same moment than ever have to see the devastated look on his face again. 'TSUZUKI!' I yelled, but I was muted to him. He only saw the other me. The last thing he saw was the alternate myself grinning before he fell to the ground...
The other myself turned to me, apparently he could see me. Joy. 'WHY? WHY'D YOU DO THAT? YOU KILLED HIM!' I sobbed, tears flowing from my green eyes.
My reflection just smiled... He fucking SMILED! How dare he after he just hurt Tsuzuki! 'I did not kill him "Soka-chan" we killed him... Ah, let me rephrase myself. We WILL kill him... This is just a clip of somthing that will happen... Tsuzuki is just fine... Well, phsyically he is... Mentally I don't know.. He's already seen this dream and another one a little more... explict."
'No...' I shook my head, stepping back, only to trip over a body, I fell to the hard and wet ground. I crawled away but my other self just appeared in front of me.
'We will betray him... He will die at our hands... What you just saw? He will survive that, because of course ANY shinigami could survive that. But he will drive himself insane and become unstable. And then we shall show our face.'
'No... Go away! Leave me alone!' I whimpered and pulled my knee's up to my chest and covered my face up with my arms.
'He will die Hisoka!'
'NO!'
OUT OF HISOKA'S MIND. NORMAL POV
The blue eyed man watched as Hisoka yelled the last of words in his sleep before he slumped over. He lay the boy flat on the ground and pulled open one of his eye lids. It was a very pale green, and had no pupil. It was lifeless.
Muraki walked in smirking. "So, how did it go?"
The man smiled. "He's gone off the deep end, the boys mind and body are all yours."
"Very good. Thank you... Natsu"
A/N Ah! The horror of angst fics, I totally lost track of the story line I had been thinking of and went in a TOTALLY different direction then I had originally planned. Natsu was originally supposed to be a good guy, ya know, just a shoulder for Tsuzuki-san to lean on. But then he went evil, (has thoughts of Anikin and Darth Vador, heh I have no idea how to spell Star Wars names) I have more chapters written out but I jammed myself into a block, so I might delete those and try again. shrug