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Chapter 15

The first thing that caught his attention, when Izaya opened his eyes, was the red moon. Its brightness was blinding and coloring the whole night sky in a devilish red. It looked almost like the liquid texture of blood was spreading over the earth and getting soaked up in the clouds.

When his eyes adjusted to the unknown scenery, he finally noticed that his body was lying on the ground. Flat and cold. His fingers were numb, when he used them to push himself up from the dirty ground. Cold stone met his skin and goose bumps were covering his arms. A strange feeling was flooding through his body. Izaya couldn't get rid of the feeling that he had slept for a long time, maybe he was still dreaming, maybe he was on the edge of death. Right now he couldn't even tell whether he was alive or not. Maybe the coldness had this effect on him. Somewhere deep down his brain was screaming to him that this was a dream, that this couldn't be real. But his body didn't seem to listen. It felt numb and cold, almost making him want to just lie back on the dirty stone. It didn't hurt. He was just very calm. Maybe he was indeed dead. Even as that thought went through his mind, he didn't care much about it. It rather felt as if someone had set him free from the pressure of life.

Izaya took in a deep breath of the night air. It filled his lungs and shot a wave of new energy through his body. His nostrils hurt from the sudden coldness that went through them but he welcomed the change in his feelings.

The raven sat up to take a look around, but twitched as soon as he was in a sitting position. Suddenly Izaya understood the really low temperature around him and his arms moved up to capture himself in an embrace. He almost thought he heard his cold fingers cracking when they dig into his shoulders to support his upper body some warmth.

Just now life was coming back to him. Though he couldn't really say he liked it, when his whole body started trembling furiously.

"Where the hell am I?" he whispered to himself, taking a look around.

He was sitting on a stony platform surrounded by a really deserted area mainly composed of sand or grass fields, here and there standing a few trees. It could have almost been romantic if there wasn't that gigantic red moon in the sky making the fields appear to be a sea of blood. Actually a soft wind was blowing the grass to the side creating the illusion of red waves.

Izaya finally stood up on trembling knees and looked behind him. He figured that he was standing on some kind of altar. The platform was surrounded by small stony walls and right behind him was one of these rather tiny arches. He knew these from pictures. They were popular places for marriages but in this dark environment it rather looked like a place for sacrificial offerings.

An ironic smirk appeared on his face, until he turned to the side to see a big and dark building. There in the middle of nowhere was a church, not even a small one. Even in the distance he could see the dark front constructed down to the very last detail. It must have been designed in the gothic period, he thought to himself before going into its direction. Though he wasn't really in the mood to meet some strange beings here at the edge of the world, everything was better than standing out in the cold.

Still Izaya couldn't really comprehend what was going on. Where was he? How did he end up here? The last thing he could remember was Shizuo holding him. Shizuo wasn't here. No one was here. Now that he thought about it- he hadn't even seen any birds though this area was deserted there were still plenty of trees around. Maybe it was because of the night? His eyes fell back on the devilish moon in the sky. How unnatural, he thought bitterly. Though after all he knew by now there was nothing in this world that could be impossible. Maybe he was dreaming? Actually the thought had struck him before, but Izaya didn't feel like he was sleeping. He could think clearly, take in his surroundings in every detail. When he lowered himself to the ground to touch the blowing grass with his fingers he could clearly feel the raw surface tickling at his tips. No, there was no way that this could be a dream. There were too many details, too many sensations in his body reacting towards his environment.

The raven looked back to the impressive church. He noticed small lights in its windows and his eyes twitched in anticipation of entering it. Maybe Shizuo was in there. Though Izaya would cut him a new face, if the blonde didn't have a good explanation for leaving the raven out here on the cold ground.

He went closer to the building its formidable façade coming in sight. Izaya could clearly see the soft lines in the stone forming smaller arches on the walls. From close he even realized that the stone itself had different colors. Smaller fragments of blue, black, gray, dark red and violet stone were put next to each other, slightly reflecting the moon's lights. The view was mesmerizing and for a short moment it caught the raven's breath. The entrance was built between arches, surrounding by a big one with a statue on top. Following the lines of the sculpture with his eyes, the raven noticed the other statues right next to the one in the middle. In the darkness he couldn't clearly see the details, just here and there the lights of the church were bright enough to let him notice the shape of human bodies with unnatural additions: Big horns on their heads, Paws instead of hands and sharp teeth blinking in their mouths. Demons. The thought let the raven shudder. As if the situation wasn't already scary enough. He approached the big wooden door, pressing with his hands against it. Noticing that it wouldn't open he used the iron chain attached to it to bang against the wood. The noise was unnaturally loud and filled the air with a sense of thread. Alarmed Izaya looked around to see if someone had heard it and came into his direction. But the only sound still lingering in the air was the wind. Suddenly a loud creak was to hear causing the raven to flinch. He looked back to the door that was slowly opening with a couple of strange sounds, as if it hadn't been opened for years.

Izaya was filled in the light of candles. In front of him was a big room filled with a row of big iron candlesticks. Nothing else was to see. The raven wondered who could have opened the door, but he didn't bother to step inside for the cold that was still freezing him to death outside.

His eyes moved around constantly alarmed and pressed to slits. Izaya knew that someone had to be here. He could feel a present that was nagging at his skin. He wouldn't say he was afraid of it, but it definitely made him a lot more careful. His heart jumped when the door automatically closed after him. Izaya looked all around himself to see if there was any movement - but nothing. His heart still racing he calmed down a bit taking a closer look at the door. Again there were iron chains attached to it that were ending in holes leading through the wall. His eyes narrowed. Practically it would be possible that the chains were automatically opening the doors, still someone had to activate such an automatism. Speaking someone had to know that he was here.

Still alarmed the raven fumbled for a switchblade at his body sadly noticing that he was indeed unarmed. Knowing that there was no way back, he decided to follow the candlesticks. Its lights were hanging above his head about half a meter in the air. The iron sticks were surely leading a way to the centre of the church. While following the enlightened way Izaya tried to identify anything behind the sticks in the darker corners, but all he could see was stone. After a while he gave up. He couldn't see anything, nor could he hear anything beside his own steps. And if he was honest to himself he didn't really want to know if there was something in the darkness observing him with his eyes. The thought made his skin get goose bumps.

The way ended at stairs leading to the floor below. The raven snorted at how ironical this situation was, before he started going down.

After a while his ears sharpened. He paused for a moment and closed his eyes. NHHH… There it was. He could hear a silent whimper in the distance. When he opened his eyes again, he followed the stairs, until he reached a floor where the ways were parted into two directions.

GNNHHN… Again! The raven dashed to the right concentrating on the sound. This time Izaya started running slightly. Was the sound disturbing? Yes. Was this situation horrifying? Indeed. But all the raven wanted was to find another human being. Someone who could tell him, where he was. Someone who could tell him what had happened to him.

Deeper and deeper he ran into the church. Here and there he took a way right or a way left, always concentrating on the sound that grew louder and louder. Somewhere on the way it deemed him that he must have entered some kind of underground labyrinth under the church, but he couldn't care less, now that he had already entered it.

He was close. He could tell. Maybe one more time to the right and he was there. The whimpers were really loud now. And then his breath stopped. Someone was talking!

"You think it's time?"

"Yes, let's begin!" A laugh was to hear followed by an intensified whimper.

"You two wouldn't be in such a situation if your failure of brother had given us what we wanted~"

"He's right! Don't look at us this way! It's all his fault!"

"You could say: We are only doing what we have to do~ HAHAHAHA"

It were clearly two men talking and laughing crazily in unison. What scared the raven while listening to their discussion, were the steady sounds of some other person. From the discussion Izaya could guess that it were probably two persons. Only painful whimpers and cries were to hear, not a word was spoken. Maybe their mouths were kept shut?

Suddenly the whimpers grew louder, almost painful and desperate as if someone was pleading for his life.

Izaya couldn't resist. He stepped closer. He counted in his head before peeping through the entrance.

1

2

3

He stepped in the door way and his eyes widened. His pulse stopped. Everything went silent.

There were two men and two girls.

Mairu and Kururi.

They were hanging in the air, their wrists in chains that were connected to the ceiling. Their naked feet were just slightly touching the ground, almost hanging in the air. Their clothes were cut at several places revealing most of their body parts. Just the short school skirts were left, their breasts were just covered enough by a small rest of their school uniforms while they mouth were held shut with cloths. Blood was running down their arms coming from their wrists. It was running all the way down coloring their clothes red and leaving small driblets on the ground.

Then there were the two guys laughing their asses off at his sisters' misery.

His vision died for a moment. Izaya thought he was about to vomit at the sudden sickness that took his body.

Then his eyes fell back on one of the men. He was holding a knife into a flame right next to him. Its blade was glowing red, when he took it out again eyeing it with a devilish grin.

After that everything went really fast. No one seemed to have noticed the raven entering the room. Even his sisters were staring at the knife with a horrified expression, tears filling their eyes. Mairu was the one closer to the man, her body shaking in horror when he closed the gap between the blade and her naked belly. When the iron touched her soft skin Izaya could hear her swallowed scream. The blade burned itself into the skin leaving a red line and a foul scent in the air. An evil grin was spreading on the man's face, but he didn't get to do more.

When he saw the man touching his sister, a sudden rush of adrenaline flooded through Izaya's veins. He sprinted towards the man with the knife, jumping on his back while kicking the blade out of his hand. It landed somewhere on the ground, but Izaya couldn't care less, when the guy managed to shake him off with such a strength that he wouldn't have expected from someone with this body. The guy looked like a normal man, maybe a bit more muscular than regular but still against Shizuo he wouldn't stand a chance. Still Izaya had the feeling that this guy was in no way inferior to Shizuo's power, because the strength he used was at least the one of a wrestler. How was this even possible?

Being finally shaken off, the raven went into a protecting position holding both of his fists in front of his body. He was shaking. He wanted to run away. It was like with Shizuo so many times before. His body wasn't used to fighting. It was used to running. And everything about this situation screamed danger to his brain. He needed that knife! With a knife the raven would have a chance. His eyes trailed along the bottom, when his enemy suddenly seemed to calm down from the raven's surprising attack. Their eyes met for a moment and a dark grin spread on the guy's face that made the raven's skin crawl. There was an unnatural shining in the guy's eyes. A dark red. Izaya's eyes widened when he noticed from where he knew that red. The moon outside. And suddenly everything made sense.

Demon.

That was the one word filling the raven's mind when that unnatural sparkle met him. But it was too late. Suddenly strong arms were grabbing Izaya from behind making him loose composure. The other guy was holding him with the same strength and the raven already thought that he would take out his scapula if he was pushing just a little stronger.

"Look who we have here~"

"You came just in time! We were about to have some fun with your little twin sisters here~" The other one in front of him chuckled.

Izaya shot him a glare. "Let them go!"

"Well, of course we let them go~ If you have got the money we wanted!"

The raven went numb. His eyes trailed to his sisters that were staring at him in terror. But it wasn't just fear he could see, there was also hope. Hope that their big brother would save them. Hope that everything was going to be fine. Hope that was breaking Izaya's heart.

"Looks to me that you don't have it~" The other one chuckled, taking the knife back from the bottom. Izaya's eyes widened in fear, when he approached Mairu once again.

"No wait! Please let them go! You can have me!" He pleaded but the man just started laughing full-heartedly.

"Where would be the fun in that?" He shrugged.

The raven started struggling against the tight grip but all he could do was watch as the man rammed the knife into his sister's belly.

Gurgling sounds were leaving Mairu's mouth as the blade entered her skin and then here stomach. No resistance at all. The man giggled and turned the knife around in the girl's flesh. He body started shaking when the blade slowly wandered horizontally along her belly. Her eyes grew big and the gurgling sound grew louder until blood was running along the cloth in her mouth and down her chin. Leaving an accurate cut along her stomach blood was flooding out her belly until parts of her organs fell out of the wound. Being cut open like a pig his sister was hanging there left to death and Izaya could do nothing but feel tears running down his cheeks while watching her fight death.

"Let's see how she's going to die? Is she going to suffocate on her own blood or will the blood loss do the deal? Wanna take a bet on that?~" The man behind him whispered into his ear. The hot breath felt like burning his skin but all he could take in was the sight in front of him.

His younger sister fighting for air, her organs closely hanging from her belly downwards almost touching the ground before one final tremble shook her body and her eyes turned around in her skull.

Dead.

Mairu was dead.

And there was nothing Izaya could do.

Just then his eyes fell to Kururi who was screaming behind the cloth in her mouth. She was trying to free herself shaking her body furiously. As a result the iron chain was rubbing her skin bloody around her wrist.

"Hush, hush… Not so impatient. It's your turn now~"

The man approached the trembling girl but before attaching the blade to the girl's skin he turned around to look Izaya in the eyes.

"Why don't we ask your brother where he wants me to cut?"

He pointed with the blade to the belly. "Here, where I cut your sister?"

He went downwards with the blade lingering with it right between her legs drawing small circles into her skirt. "Here?~"

The blade went up again sliding vertically over the skin not cutting in though.

"Or maybe the whole way?~" The guy asked moving the blade over the belly, her breasts and at last stopped at Kururi's trembling neck.

"No… please stop…" The raven whispered, tears still running down his face. He didn't even support his own body with strength anymore. The guy behind him was holding him up completely.

"You know what? If you don't tell me where I have to kill her, I will just cut her into tiny pieces~"

And then the guy didn't hesitate. One swift movement and the knife was deep in the girls skull popping out her left eye. Loud screams were heard when the eye fell to the ground being disconnected from the rest of the brain.

"Is that enough Izaya? Or do you want me to take the other one, too?"

The man laughed darkly when the knife, that was stained in blood by now, turned back to the skull.

"How much do your sisters have to endure because of you?" He asked ironically before setting the knife in front of the second eye.

Izaya couldn't anymore. He saw his sister trembling with fear. Her face contorted in pain while her right eye watched the approaching blade in horror. His brain wouldn't listen. Sudden anger was filling his veins. A hatred deep down his soul was pushing through to the surface. Izaya couldn't tell if it has always been there kept hidden deep inside of him or if it just came to life in the middle of this. But he didn't care. All he wanted was the strength that came with it. A strength that started filling his blood and coming with it through his whole body. It went into his cells and captured them until all he could feel was hatred and destruction.

And before everything went dark around him, there was just one thought left in his mind:

KILL

For explanation: This is indeed a dream of Izaya BUT it will have strong impacts on the reality that you will see in the next chapter ! We are finally reaching the supernatural part :DDD

See you in 2017!