Last Judgment

A Pupp3t Mast00r original story

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no be dumb.

WARNING: RikuxSora, RoxasxHayner loving, rather long ramblings at end, and rather crappy writing. (Aren't I so confident!) So if you don't wanna read it, press the back button instead of flaming at me. I can write whateva I wanna, aiight? Aiight. Also, the plot thickens, please don't read if all of this hocus pocus is freaky for you. No flames, please.

Before-hand-notes: Reviews of all types welcome. Please read it even though my confidence isn't very high and it's probably misleading you… thanks! Disclaimers aren't seemingly necessary. One, if I owned KH I'd be a rated M thing. Two Kairi would be… wouldn't be.

Genres: Fantasy, yaoi, romance, angst… what else?

Chapter 5: Of Man and Beast

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Riku awoke to a sharp slam to his head. He growled low in his throat and stood up. The teen had fallen asleep on the floor, right in front of his door. The said object opened and gave Riku little time before it crashed into him, fortunately Riku used that little time to jump out of the way and watch as his uncle stormed into the room. This was the first time Riku felt 'fear'.

Riku's uncle Clyde was a drunk, magic using, manic. In his uncle's eyes a wild fire of passion, anger fueled by drink, and another that Riku was scared to name as his uncle's eyes slurped up Riku's thin, but muscular, frame.

Riku needed to get out of his uncle's sight, but before he could his uncle grabbed the platinum haired youth's hand and dragged him out the door. Riku noticed his trunk was already packed and stuffed into Clyde's small car. He soon followed his trunk into the car and Clyde's hefty frame took up the driver's seat. How does he drive, with his fat muscles? Riku snorted.

Riku sighed and looked back at his house, every time his uncle came it was the same. His parents weren't in sight, his uncle was drunk, and he was always examined with that powerful emotion that showed in Riku's eyes when he was locked in a passionate kiss with Sora. Although he could name it he was scared too, as if saying the word would make it real in Riku's mind, where he still named it 'fake'.

They drove down the highway; his uncle's new age music calming him. It was all supposed to happen. He was forced to visit his uncle every week by order of law or something. He didn't know why, when, or how he'd gotten into this mess. But he didn't question it; some how he never thought to question it.

Riku sighed and watched the highway turn into a small dirt road. The pair didn't talk much; if they did it was petty compliments and demands. Other then that they avoided each other's company. But today his uncle seemed… excited. As if he had just won a million bucks. Riku was wary of that. Once upon a time his uncle was excited in the same way as he was now and he had invited another boy over for…dinner. Unfortunately Riku didn't see the boy after dinner, but he did see them heading into the basement where Clyde worked his magic… or something…

Riku shivered at the thoughts that had run through his head that night, he tried not to imagine what they had been doing but that eager look in his uncle's eyes helped not in his musings. It might've just been his perverted mind, but it seemed a little too far fetched to think they had been doing other things. 'Then again… He is far fetched.'

The car lurched to a stop and Riku slid easily out of the car, grabbing his trunk and making his way inside. He skipped the steps two at a time and flung open his room's door. The silver haired youth put his trunk down on the floor and collapsed on the bed. It was the first time in his life he cried himself to sleep. Being with a crazy, drunken, magician does that to one.

-x-X-x-

Clyde ignored the boy he was instructed to care for and made his way down the steps. He had a small, naked youth chained to the far wall. The boy had given up struggling long ago; it was best to stay on the wall where he couldn't hurt anyone. He didn't want to hurt anymore and he didn't want to hurt anyone. His grimy face didn't even look up at Clyde as he came down the steps.

Clyde however took great interest in the boy and lumbered over to him, caressing the boy's dirt smeared face. The boy growled a small feral growl and swiped out with a clawed hand. Clyde however stood still as the boy struggled with his chains, then fell silent. Clyde sneered, "Today, Terrell, you have a job. I have brought home my nephew and I need you to… help me."

The boy faintly remembered the silver haired youth, Riku, who had shared his feelings and thoughts for Clyde. The boy's eyes welled up with tears and he remembered the small, sad look Riku had given him when he was lead down into the basement that fateful day. Terrell knew he should've bolted for the door; he should've kicked the man and ran like the devil was on his heels. He didn't. He was lead into the basement where he was instructed to somersault over a stump with a copper knife in it… while nude.

Begin flashback

"C'mon, Terrell. I know you can do it… Unless… you're scared you'll mess up." Clyde's hopeful look turned into a sneer as he taunted the small, star-clad boy. He had gotten the boy to discard his clothes; they lay in a small pile over in the corner.

Terrell puffed out his bare chest and growled at him, "I can! I know I can, you just watch!"

Terrell flipped over the stump and landed, perfectly. Clyde smiled deviously, his eyes devouring the boy hungrily, "Perfect…" Clyde slipped a small clipboard out from his pocket and looked ready to take notes.

Terrell was confused, until a sharp pang in his stomach caused him to arch back. His eyes became wide with fear as his body bulged outwards, covered by a growing mass of brown fur that matched his hair. "N-no… Cl-Clyde! Help!" He whimpered with fear as he examined his transforming shape, "W-what the hell have you done to me, Clyde!" His whimper was replaced with a low growl.

Clyde smiled at the boy, "Nothing. You did it yourself."

Terrell had heard stories of them, the beasts that roamed the dark in order to satisfy their hungry needs. The boy's back was starting to pop and crack painfully. He stared at his hands, shortening and becoming clawed. He growled, the pain was intense; his internal organs and bones were reshaping into a more wolf-like appearance. Terrell hunched forward to all fours, a more comfortable position for his new body.

Clyde didn't expect the boy to talk anytime soon because his face was pulling out, his ears were growing, and his growls were becoming more feral. The pain still blocked out all reasonable thoughts and threatened to overwhelm him. Terrell's eyes rolled back in his head with the pain. Then he collapsed into a furry lump on the damp floor.

Clyde locked up the beast and snickered to himself, "Phase one of the plan complete…"

Eng flashback

Terrell winced inwardly at the memory, careful to not show his emotions. Clyde snickered and turned his back to the boy, "That brat of a nephew will be my next experiment. I despise his mother so much! My revenge is aimed at her, but her son will suffer for her insolence," Clyde turned back to the boy, brandishing a silver stake. The werewolf shivered involuntarily. The boy had been tortured many times with silver; he had scars. But this was a stake something that registered faintly in his mind, something he remembered being told by his mother, "If a werewolf is killed by a human and not cremated when he dies, he will come back as a vampire."

Terrell's eyes widened considerably and Clyde laughed, "So you have figured it out? Good. Your job is to bite the boy."

Terrell snarled, careful not to give into his feral side, "So? Why use me, why not force him to jump over the stump like I did?" He looked at the stump still planted in the ground.

Clyde smiled wickedly, "Because, there's no fun in that. I want to see your face in the morning."

Terrell sighed, no point in wasting his energy needed for survival on arguing with the pudgy man. The boy's fate was sealed and Terrell would rather die then watch himself be used to help. Even through all Terrell had been through, you'd think he'd be consumed with self-pity. He was far from that, Terrell even pitied this man for whatever his sister did to him to turn him this way, although he didn't blame Riku's mother.

Terrell sighed and went into a rough sleep while Clyde worked on the preparations.

-x-X-x-

Riku slept, albeit a little unsoundly. Okay, a lot. Riku's dreams went like this:

Begin dream code

Riku was in a never-ending space of dark. He floated, never touching ground and never actually moving. Just floating and staring at the darkness, like a veil over his eyes. The youth stayed in the calming darkness until another voice called out. This one was light and had a feminine curve to it.

Riku pushed himself towards the voice and found a shimmering girl calling out. As soon as the girl noticed Riku she sighed with relief, "Thank goodness you're here. Riku, you need to get out!"

Riku sighed, "Namine, stop messing with my head! Besides… this is just a dream right?"

Namine shook her head wildly, "No! Riku, your uncle Clyde is planning something! You need to get out of here!" She hissed the last sentence and looked over her shoulder, as if being followed.

Riku's eyes widened then narrowed again, "How do I know you aren't just some figment of my imagination?"

Namine sighed, "Have you ever had me in your dreams before?"

Riku raised an eyebrow, finding the question slightly… intimate, "No."

Namine continued, "Would I ever contact you unless you were in trouble?"

Riku sighed and let the conversation drop, "No. Okay I believe you. But how do you expect me to get away? I don't exactly have enough power to run all the way from here to my house. Which is a few hundred miles away…"

Namine grinned, "Take the car! You're 16!"

Riku sighed, rubbing his forehead, "I don't have my driver's license, and I can't exactly do hand-eye-coordination." For example Riku held out his hands as if gripping a steering wheel and forcefully yanked his hands to the side, then imitating an explosion.

Namine looked fearful, "Look, I can't stay! You're about to wake up, find some way to get out of your uncle's house!"

End dream code

With that the darkness dissolved into a loud rapping on the door, "WAKE UP YOU LAZY BASTARD! IT'S DINNER TIME!"

Riku mumbled something incoherent and slid out of bed. He reached up to rub his eyes and felt something sticky there. "Tears…? I've been… crying?"

A loud curse from the kitchen told him not to dwell on it, so the silver haired youth opened the bedroom door and went down stairs to an unpleasant meal. The meal consisted of burnt macaroni, raw broccoli and something that resembled mash potatoes, Riku wasn't too sure. After the quiet and disturbing dinner Clyde stared hungrily at Riku, which sent an unpleasant spike of energy up said boy's back, making the teen shiver.

After the dinner Clyde flipped open a box that sat on the table and revealed a small button. Riku stared, 'I didn't see that there…' The teen also didn't notice four cuffs hold him to the chair. They snaked around his wrists and ankles, effectively trapping him.

Riku cursed loudly until he found himself plunging into a hole that had just opened up under his chair. He felt his stomach leaving his body and his eyes started to tear up from the wind. It all stopped at once with a loud 'thud' and he found himself in the basement facing a young boy, who was naked and sleeping. Riku peered forward, squinting, "Terrell? Terrell! Help!"

Riku rocked back and forth in his chair, in attempt to get out. He didn't notice Terrell awaken until he shouted out, "Riku! Man, you gotta get outta here! Your uncle, man, your uncle he's gunna turn you into a vampire! He's crazy!" Terrell struggled against the chains, effectively hiding the slight blush that came from being nude in front of Riku.

Riku stared at the boy in disbelief. "No… really Terrell, what's he gunna do?"

Terrell gaped at his silver haired friend, "You… you don't believe me?"

Riku shook his head slightly, "No. My uncle may mess around in 'magic' and whatnot but that's just fairytales!"

Terrell sighed and hunched over, "I guess there's no hope then…"

Riku opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the opening of a door. Down the stairs came his uncle who had a look of pure maniac desire etched on his tubby face. He strolled over to where his clock sat and examined the time. He grinned, "It's time Terrell." Clyde waddled over to the poor boy and unlocked the chains that held him to the wall. Terrell fell to the floor, unable to stand up quickly from malnourishment. His fearful eyes looked up and tried to scoot away from the big man, only to be grabbed by the ankle and hoisted up wards. Terrell, Riku, and Clyde froze waiting for something to happen.

Something did happen. Terrell started to writhe in Clyde's grasp, his naked body shivering and twitching. Clyde dropped Terrell and backed away as if he was infected.

Riku stared in horror as Terrell's body bugled outwards into a monster. Terrell slowly became a beast of myth. What now stood before Clyde and Riku was a werewolf. Clyde backed away and locked himself up in a cage, Riku assumed for his own protection. Then it hit our poor silver haired teen; he was at the mercy of his friend who was now pure beast.

Riku squirmed even more in attempt to run from the werewolf, but being stuck to the chair he found that impossible and was promptly tipped over so violently his head burst with a stab of pain and warmth as blood trialed down his cheek. He was still conscious enough to see Terrell walk over to him and lean down. Riku whimpered and leaned away from the rank breath that poured out of Terrell's wolf-like maw. Terrell leaned in to Riku's arm and bit.

The silver haired teen yelped and screamed as a stream of blood made his way down his arm. The bite was the source of most of the pain as it burned. It burned like a white-hot sun and made tears come to the teen's eyes. Terrell could care less in this form and leaned in again to rip out Riku's throat… until Clyde came to the rescue and promptly knocked a large metal chair over the beast's head. Terrell passed out, landing in a lump of fur by Riku.

Riku looked up at his uncle through the pain with gratitude etched in his face. Clyde tore off the bands holding Riku and Riku rolled out of the chair, clutching his arm and screaming in pain. The teen writhed around until Clyde pulled him to his feet and held him.

Riku sobbed loudly, "Th-thanks uncle…" He sniffled and Clyde let him go. Riku smiled until Clyde plunged a long silver stake through his heart. Riku staggered backwards, feeling the stake as if it was fake. He laughed nervously as blood pooled at his feet, the laugh rose in pitch until it matched that of a maniac's laugh. The teen fell forward in his blood.

Clyde smirked and leaned down to feel for a pulse. "Good, no pulse. Now… to chain this beast back up, or set him free," he pondered this for a minute, "nah, it' too late now. Must get this thing chained up. Riku can just… lay there for tonight. Phase two, complete."

-x-X-x-

As soon as Riku awoke he had a cold feeling of dread. The memories had clogged in the back of his mind, which gave him time to examine the place. He lay in a pool of blood with a huge gash on his cheek and bite marks on his arm. Terrell was chained up and sleeping, naked on the wall, with a large bump on his head. Looking down at himself, Riku noticed that a large stake was pushed through his heart. 'WAIT! A what through my what!' Riku pulled himself up slowly, his bones aching and popping. The teen's green eyes searched his body only to see the metal stake and blood stained clothes. Not something someone would want to wake up too.

Riku fingered the stake. He couldn't feel the pain, and figured it safe to pull it out. The stake came out easily, no 'schlop' noise, no rush of blood. Nothing. Once the stake was out he examined it, only to have his mind bombarded with memories. Riku staggered back, dropping the stake with a metallic clack, which awoke Terrell. Riku grasped his head as he tried to make sense of the memories and instincts that flooded his mind. Terrell cried silently, also recollecting the evening and his own share of guilt and pain.

After the memories were sorted Riku stared around with uncertainty, "I'm dead… right? So what am I doing here? Am I a… ghost?"

A small sound came over from the corner, "No… Riku d'ya remember l-last night?" Tears and small sniffles cracked the voice.

Riku looked over to where the boy hung and he nodded apprehensively, "But what does it mean?"

Terrell sighed and looked away, occasionally sniffling, "Once bitten by a… werewolf you become one. And if a human kills a werewolf then it becomes a vampire… I told you last night." Terrell looked back at Riku with small streaks of liquid running down his cheeks.

Riku stared at Terrell and was about to snap at him with a catchy comeback when his mind was filled with the scent of something metallic and warm. All of his senses clouded with the smell and his mind was ordering him to find it and claim it as his own. From Terrell's view, Riku's eyes had dilated and become tinged with red. From Riku's view his eyes sharpened only to be blurred by redness.

Unbeknownst to Terrell and Riku, Clyde had come down the stairs a few minutes back holding a bloody steak. Terrell cringed away from the smell, only to be faced with a feral human. Not human, more of a creature, beast, animal, thing. Riku's eyes had dilated too much, his fangs, pearly white and sharp, unsheathed, his nails and hands reached out hesitantly, as if ready to fight.

Clyde smiled and threw the bloody meat at Riku. Said teen caught it in his mouth. His two hands came up to grab it, holding it in place while fangs pierced the meat and hesitantly slurped up a few droops of blood. Riku's eyes grew a little wider as his thoughts conflicted; don't drink it! Drink it, you need the strength… it'll do you good… Don't drink it you moron! This isn't what you are! Riku paid no mind to the denying voice and slurped off the rest of the satisfying drink.

Clyde laughed, long and hard. Green eyes looked up, suddenly human enough to think of what he had done. The teen gave a small wail, one of an animal dying, and lunged at Clyde. Riku had grown much stronger then the man so his mission was easy. His hands grabbed the stake and plunged it into his head. Clyde twitched and lay still.

Terrell groaned as if he would throw up. Riku turned towards the paling boy, making to unlock him from his chains. Instead Terrell shook his head, "No. Not that, I'd rather die." He nodded, as if agreeing with himself again.

Riku's eyes went wide, "Terrell! You can't possibly—"

"I do Riku! I don't want to be free to damn the rest of humanity! I'd rather kill myself then that! Yourself before others, Riku!" Terrell had been yelling rather loudly, his eyes nightmarishly wide and feral. "Just… do it." He turned away, disgraced and scared.

Riku nodded and in one slick movement Terrell was dead with a knife through his temple. The only live person sat down in a corner, huddling to himself. His thoughts ran circles in his head; Good job, now that they're dead drain them of their life's nectar.

No! You can't do that! It's immoral

I am immoral now, I may do what I please… and I need to drink.

Nu-uh! Anything but, Riku! What about Sora?

The word reverberated in his mind. His head snapped up and he cried. Long and hard. He couldn't go back to Sora like THIS; the boy would be dead in less then a minute. No, I've gotta learn to control myself, it'll be better if I flea.

Pffth. Like a coward. The hunter cannot become the hunted, my dear boy.

But Sora! We can't hurt Sora!

No, but we can if we give control to me…

Riku screwed his eyes shut and pounded his head against the gravely brick until red warmth flowed into his eyes. He licked at it absently. "I've gotta leave. I'll write Sora a note, my parents a note. They'll understand…"

He wasn't so sure, but he fled up the stairs as easy as lifting a feather. It was amazing, his newfound strength. He lifted up a pen and crushed it as soon as it touched the pad of paper. The ink flowed into his palm and onto the paper, leaving it stained and useless. He sighed, 'Better watch what I'm doing…'

Riku picked up another pen and wrote out a message to Sora and his parents. With that he called 911, opened the door and fled, heading for woods behind the house. He'd have to drop off the note at his house and at Sora's house, and then he'd go far away. Far, far away from his friends and family so as not to hurt them. He'd travel by woods, it was easier and his newfound strength would get him there easily.

-x-X-x-

Author Notes: God dang it! Sorry this took soooo long to come out. I'll have to change the rating too. I had so many good ideas that I decided instead of piling them all into little stories I'd put on hiatus the second they come out I'd stuff it in here! Yeah! Anywho, I apologize for the long-ness of the update time, my computer went weird for a while and I was afraid I'd lose my story. My dad needed to fix the computer but after a huge blow out at GE he spent all day at the factory, so it took longer then usual.

To Namine fans: She won't be in the fic anymore, or at least not yet. She may be in it, as Riku's conscious…

To Axel/Hayner fans: I'm VERYVERYVERY sorry that there hasn't been any of this action, I needed to get Riku into my plot. Unfortunately something bad happens to Hayner and makes way for Axel/Roxas lovin'. Sorry guys.

To Sora/Riku fans: I know, I feel bad. Very bad. I didn't want to separate these two but I needed angst, it felt good. They'll be together I promise! Tell me any suggestions if you want, guess the secret word and I'll tell you the rest of the plot!

To Axel/Roxas fans: Your time is coming, please be patient. This is how it's gunna go; I'm gunna switch to Hayner/Roxas lovin', make the bad thing happen, introduce Axel and watch the love bloom while Roxas is dealing.

To everyone who reads this: I'm very sorry for not updating much, I already have the (maybe MUCH shorter) chapter planned in my mind. I'm very happy that this is nearly 10 pages long! –claps- WEEEEEEEEEE! The next one will be (I'm shooting for) 5 or less pages. Until then, ciao!