Ahh, it's been way too long since I last updated... I'll try to do better next time!
CH 4
The cafe is serene.
The decor is robin's egg blue with accents of mint green and pale brown, and customers can enjoy the variety of teas and cakes the menu offers while a huge expanse of glass gives them an unrivaled view of the beautifully tended street. All the customers, of course, are demons.
Sesshomaru sips blackberry and pine tea as he watches a human being methodically dissected outside the window. As pristine snow turns to crimson slush, as the air rings with the man's cries, Sesshomaru plots. Finally, when all the steaming hot organs lie discarded in the snow, scattered among chunks of flesh, his plan is complete. He drains the last of his tea and leaves the cafe, ignoring the blood-spattered youkai who scramble to rise from the dismembered carcass and bow reverently before him.
He makes his way leisurely through the streets of the Grand Sector, where the highest-ranked youkai live, allowing neither his stride nor his face to betray his eagerness. Despite his speed, however, he still arrives at his destination in good time. He enters the low-key, yet obviously luxurious single-story building, and strolls through the elegantly furnished lobby without acknowledging the youkai who bow and kowtow to him. He inquires after his target and learns his location. He rides the elevator down the sixth underground level-this building only goes down- and steps out when the doors open. His eyes instantly adjust to the dim lighting, allowing him to take in the sight of various instruments of torture placed strategically around the room. Only one station is in use.
A young human lies naked on a metal gurney, alive but unnaturally still. Her eyes are open wide and fixed on a large full-length mirror hanging parallel to her body above her that reflects her from head to toe, including the gaping hole in her stomach that reveals several missing organs, which are nowhere to be seen. Although the rest of her body is still, her lips are trembling, pathetic whimpers sliding out from between her clenched teeth, and from the corners of her unmoving eyes flow steady streams of tears.
By her side, standing so that his back is facing Sesshomaru, is a tall youkai with a dark ponytail. He turns, and a wolfish, bloody grin spreads across his ruggedly handsome face, his flinty blue eyes glowing in the dim light. "Lord Sesshomaru," calls Kouga, executing a casual salute. "What can I do for you?"
Without answering, Sesshomaru walks forward until he is looking down on the girl. She is even younger than he first thought. In human years, she would be less than ten years old. Perhaps seven or eight. "Just how are you spending your time nowadays, wolf?"
Kouga grins sheepishly. "I lost my taste for outright brutalizing a year or so ago. Then one of my buddies told me about this club, and what can I say? I've been hooked ever since. I like this level the best, but I still hang around the uppers from time to time. But who knows? I've got centuries to blow; maybe I'll even get sick of this club someday and just open up a private chamber at my den, for just my favorite pets."
"Was this one a pet too, or did you take her from the streets?"
"Streets. Saw her scrounging in one of the trash heaps. I was going to donate her to the club, but she ran. I'm a wolf, you know? She practically begged me to own her. For a gutter rat, she's pretty tasty. Want some?" Kouga offers him a dark red blob.
Sesshomaru takes a bite and passes it back. It is freshly harvested, and the juices run hot and thick down his throat, warming his body. "It is not bad." He licks his lips, getting the last of the taste.
A thin wail erupts from the girl on the gurney. Kouga turns back to the girl and strokes her face. "Does it upset you, knowing how delicious you are? Here, you can try." He abruptly shoves a chunk into her mouth, effectively gagging her. Turning back to Sesshomaru, Kouga says, "The mirror was my idea. This way, they can see what's happening to them, yeah? Now everyone at this club's copycatting me."
Acknowledging this with a slight nod, Sesshomaru says, "I have another task for you."
"Alright then," says the wolf demon, eager to please. "Which one is it this time? Another hanyou?"
"No, it is a human. A young boy, a little older than this girl."
"And make an example of him, just like I did with that half-breed mutt, right?"
"Yes. There will be an older girl who tries to protect him. Do not harm her, but make her watch everything that you do to the boy. The goal is to break her from the inside."
"Gotcha. Any preferences as to where and when this should happen?"
"Tomorrow. They live in the derelict apartment building next to the broken fountain shaped like a urinating baby angel. As the boy returns from school-corner him then, but wait until the girl arrives before playing the main game. Kill anyone else who tries to interfere."
"Will you be there?"
Sesshomaru smirks. "That is not even a question, wolf prince."
Kouga smirks back. "Let me finish up with this one here real quick, and I'll start making the preparations."
"Acceptable." Sesshomaru turns on his heel and leaves, his last picture of the scene being that of Kouga tearing ravenously into the wailing girl.
Please review! :3