Chapter XI: Instil

Creatures of the night that is who they are and yet they are much like any other human except for the bright crimson eyes, sharp pair of fangs, extremely enhanced physical attributes and their need to take the lives of others for the expanse of their own.

Kaneki can hear Hide's exact words as if it is some sort of mantra. The boy is strapped on a chair, his assailants are now gone. He doesn't know where they are but he wished that they will not go back for good. Exhaustion is about to lull him to sleep but the very thought of them coming back scared him to no end. Battered with bruises and wounds, his body almost breaks. Haise is the only thing that keeps him alive. The very thought of leaving his twin brother scare him too.

"I see that you are awake" One of his assailants said. His slim figure shadowed the blinding light before Ken's eyes.

"…" He flinched; the said man is now an inch closer to his face. Amusement is visible on his face.

"Don't touch what is mine, Nico" Another voice boomed, that it echoed throughout the room.

This time around Kaneki Ken whimpered. The promise of pain lingers. Fingernails were immediately stripped off from his fingers and he screamed and thrashed violently on his chair. The blinding pain made him dizzy; he even doubled over and vomited.

"Oh" The man named Nico pressed his fingers on his lips; a small laugh escaped from it.

Meanwhile, a slender figure of a young man watched the scene before him. The battle for survival of humans and vampires started not too long.

"Furuta" Arima Kishou called out upon sensing something is amidst with his younger half-brother. He observed how his brother seemed enjoying the blood that is now soaking the place.

"K-Kishou-san" Immediately, he turned around. Façade of fear outlined his handsome face.

"Is there something wrong?" Kishou Arima observed how his brother's well-known façade that fooled many but not him lingered on his face.

"Of course not" He waved his hands in front of his face as if dismissing the thought. He cussed inwardly how he almost got himself caught. He can feel his throat constricting once more because of the sweet scent of blood before them. Half monster. He heard his own voice inside his head. Born out of sins that is who he is. "Is there something wrong, Kishou-san?" He repeated the same question that his brother had told him awhile back, but this time mockery laced his voice. He is well-aware how Kishou just like Rize can barely stop themselves from wanting more than what they could have. The next thing he knows is that he is being pinned by his older half-brother. He shivered out of excitement; Kishou never showed anyone this side of him. Only Nimura is the one who always witness this side of Kishou.

"Don't toy with me, Furuta. I know what you did." He hissed.

"What I did?" He repeated but this time with a genuine confusion.

"What do you want?" Arima is becoming impatient with his younger brother especially if the younger man is like this.

"Death" He said and he felt every inch of his brother's well-being stiffening. Laughter bubbled up his lips. "It was a joke. Really Kishou, you think that I will die here?" He pushed his brother off of him. Staring at the moon looming above them, Souta wondered if how long it will take to destroy everything. Not too long. His other half said to him. Souta chuckled. Kichimura is such a wonderful creature, an exact opposite of Nimura. Souta Washuu had decided since he was young to name the two different side of himself separately. Kichimura will always be the devil whilst Nimura is the opposite of the devil itself and yet Kichimura and Nimura is of the same person and that is Souta.

Haise did not care in the least if he needs to beg Tsuneyoshi. His brother is in grave danger if what the witness said were true. His footsteps echoed throughout the place. It is rare for anyone to go to this part of the Bureau. He can certainly understand why because the mere thought of Tsuneyoshi could scare even a higher rank investigator. The older man is famed for his great insight and yet he is a pragmatist. If he can convince that saving Ken could lead them to where Aogiri Tree's hideout is, then the old man will agree.

"…" Haise entered the double door, revealing Tsuneyoshi who is sitting on his chair. The man stared at him with mild interest. "Chairman—"

Followers of her group are nothing to her but numbers. They will be sacrificed if it need be. Eto is no different to any Washuu in that case and yet her goal is to free this world from this cage, the invisible prison that locked them all for centuries. Only those who found out the truth about it were either assassinated or treated as terrorists. Her father was once part of the organization that runs this cage until he fall in-love with a girl, who wants to learn the truth about V. Without them knowing their own agendas, they created a miracle. Eto Yoshimura is what they named her.

"Eto" Tatara called out; he arrived from their main base along with handful of executives who are now gone to whatever they pleased during their free time.

"Tatara-san?" She glanced at the tall vampire before scanning the memento of her mother once more, the diary wherein she put all the data that she got and the well-kept thoughts that she had for years before her death.

"The preparations are almost done" He reported to the girl and he arched single pale eyebrow upon seeing her reading the familiar diary.

"I see. Did the Clowns say anything?" She knew that the gifts from those freaks have some sort of agreement between them. Nothing is after all free these days.

"Leave SS rate Gypsy and SS rate Priest to their prison."

"That scumbag surely have another plan in mind" Eto closed the diary and jumped off of the table and leaving the thing behind. "Furuta Nimura what are you really up to?" She muttered to herself. The scum is one of Tsuneyoshi's offspring and yet the scum betrayed his father as decade ago for a girl who will never reciprocate his feelings. Eto snickered, remembering the face of Nimura while following Rize like a lost puppy in the garden where they all grew up together.

"What do you want to do?"

"We'll acknowledge their boon"

The cold night surely will make anyone shiver but not her and the people like her. Touka Kirishima eyed the moon; her crimson eyes glinted under the moonlight. She wondered how it feels like to be normal. To never fear for hunters and to live as if nothing mattered to them.

"Let's go" Strong hand gripped the girl's shoulder. His silvery white hair made him look old despite the fact that his physical attribute is not even older than 40.

"Yomo-san" Touka nodded. They have to go back before any hunters could find them. Also the manager is waiting for them.

Pair of empty purple coloured eyes stared at the man in front of her. Both her legs and arms are trapped in a machine where they continuously extracting her blood. Her throat is so dry that it became painful to even gulp even her saliva.

"Please don't take this against me." Kanou said, he touched her long purple hair and chuckled. His partner-in-crime surely has a great taste in woman. The girl in front of him is indeed captivating no wonder that boy is head over heels for this girl before.

"N-Nimura" Her eyes widened once she saw the newly arrived individual's face. "You—" She tried to jump on him and squeeze his pretty throat and snaps it into two.

"It's been awhile, Rize. Oh dear please don't glare at me for I might love you more than before" He lean closer to her and pressed his lips on her cheek. "Soon— the cage will not exist" He whispered to her. "You'll help me, right?" He added before he steps back and eyed his half-sister coldly.

"I will kill you, Nimura! You little—" She screamed in pain once the machine started extracting her blood once more, this time around in a fearsome speed. Furuta laughed upon pressing the button of the machine.