Instinct unlashed

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or Tokyo Ghoul

AN: For those not acquainted with Tokyo ghoul this are some definitions of the terms used in this fic

Kagune: Special organ that ghoul's use to hunt.
Ukaku: One of the four types of kagune, it's similar to a wing comes out of the upper back near the neck.
Rinkaku: The third type of kagune, it's form is that of several scaled limbs, comes from the lower back.
Bikaku: The fourth type of kagune, it's similar to a large tail, comes from the tail-bone/coccyx.

That night, just when his dark version of himself left, everything felt quiet an empty, like the time before a predator jumps into its prey, it was quiet before the storm, how hard would it strike? Or where? He did not know, of something he was sure whatever strike would leave deep marks in him and those around him, so he did not settle down and stayed awake for most of the night. His predator smirked at this everything was going as planned.

The morning was hard, his sleepless night showed his effects on him, and to make matters worse, today he was summoned earlier to VON in order to train, just why he needed to train? He was a super hero for 9 years, he could take on anything, and his current life was nothing dangerous so just was the manager thinking?

A loud crash was heard, the boy got up in pain, his sore muscles crying, it was the tenth time he had been knocked in the last 7 minutes, his hellish instructor in front of him smirking. "So what was that thing about being able to take on anything?" the boy wiped the blood running down his mouth and got up. "Reckon I'm just out of shape."The instructors laughter echoed in the room."Well aren't you the clever one. What do you think this training is for?"

Flashback

After Garfield got to VON the manager guided him to a narrow hallway, it was dark and he could tell it was a place under the suburbs of Tokyo. When they stopped the place was wide, and a bit sewer like, dark and smelly. "This place used to be the ghouls lair, in here we were contained, it was our refuge from humans, how they got us here? We don't know, but it's in the memory for generations, we cannot let ourselves to be subjugated once again."

Silence fell on the dungeon it was quite dark. "Well for now we will train, this will help you survive the attack of a ghoul investigator, or as we commonly call them doves." Evidently this remark seemed silly to the shapeshifter "I don't think there is nothing out there that can beat me, I'm not sure if you know this but I was a hero for 9 years and I've survived" Kurosaki just turned his back and charged at him.

Back to present

Logan was panting against the wall as he saw how his recently cut limb grew back, a small bud started growing out of the recently cut limb, at a fast pace the features of a hand were noticeable, yet they were a little round, but in few seconds they fingers got defined and the difference between the new arm and the severed one was unnoticeable. The manager looked confused.

-You must have really good healing abilities if you can grow back a limb when you are so near dead from starvation.

A smirking Garfield said -Maybe you were wrong about me and I can survive with no food.

Disappointed Kurosaki looked at him and spoke

-I was admiring your own ability to heal yourself, I know enough to realize that's not a ghoul's power, it's something else.

The silence took over once again, it was an odd statement, the tension remained tense.

-Just what makes you so sure?

Not answering to Logan's question the coffee maker simply cuts his arm and waited for it to grow back. Meat started sprouting out of the wound like a river of blood and then it was covered by skin, a little while latter he moved the newly born arm.

-As you can see when a ghoul regenerates a part of his body the first thing to grow back is the flesh, then comes the skin and nerves finally the bones, in your case the arm regenerated all of its parts simultaneously, it's obvious that the power you posses is not that of a ghoul.

He then thrust towards the shape shifter who was spacing out, on mere instinct the former hero dodged and morphed into a bull and charged at the exposed back of his opponent, just before he connected the hands of his adversary took his horns and used the momentum to throw him at the wall where he crashed.

Logan's POV

It felt like being hit by a truck, my whole body screamed in pain, I could tell by instinct that if this kept going the way it was, I'd die. Fear soaked my soul, no matter what I said dead was not something I found pleasant and my instincts pushed me forward into the struggle of survival. In my mind, I started screaming: I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

-If that's the case stand up and fight, and win, let your instinct, tear apart your enemy, kill it! And eat his fleshy corpse!

This time I felt despair after hearing a voice from the past forever engraved in my soul, the cold yet sweet tone. A shiver ran down my spine as I slowly turned my head in the direction of the sound, there she was: reddish hair, soft smile, bright green eyes, a white tight dress that showed his good figure. She was sitting on the border of one of the columns his fight had destroyed. His girlfriend. He muttered -Aoki-san?

-How cold just a week without seeing me and you treat me as if I was dead. But then again, you did see me getting squashed by a building.

After stating this last part her body started falling apart to end up showing her body torn apart, her head was split and opened, her brains falling from her skull, her eyes red and black falling from their sockets, the mouth in what seemed a smile, but one of the sides of her face was skinless so it was hard to tell. Her limbs were so apart, it was difficult to distinguish them in the dark. The corps laughter could be heard.

-You fucking hypocrite saying that you don't want to die and all that crap, if this shity life of yours is so important, why do you let everyone step upon you. Why? Is that kindness? Is it a quest for acceptance? We both know those are shity excuses, you're nothing but afraid, it's the despair that's been carved into your very soul, by your tormentor isn't it?

A cold shiver ran down my spine when the image of my past came haunting, yet I rejected going to that dark place I kept in my mind and turned my head to the place where the voice came from. There stood a man in common clothes, seemed like 6 or 7 years older than me, wearing a pair of glasses that hid his pupils, carrying a smile that showed his disgust towards my actions.

-Who are you?

-Does that even matter? Especially, when there is an enemy in front of you ready to tear your chest open.

Looking at the manager I noticed how close, he was, a hand stretching out to tear open a hole in my mid section. Despair took over me, in a second realization came to me: if that hits me my life would be in danger or in the worst case die, yet my limbs wouldn't move, they felt as if lead had filled them, my vision was blurry the fatigue and the lack of sleep got me, not a single idea came to me to be safe from my attacker, my voice wouldn't come out, and the rest of the body felt like was possessed by someone else. Just in a second my back started to heat up, flesh splits open, letting out a river of blood. The river turned into a fluttering dark flame, the image of the weapon of the monster that killed me, sprouting from my back was the last I saw as my consciousness faded.

Kurosaki's POV

I thought of stopping my hand just before I pierced him, until the second when his ukaku emerged from his back, in the blink of an eye his body went limp and was pulled by his kagune like a puppet at a tremendous speed, I hardly noticed him when he got behind me; so I kicked him in the stomach sending him to a pillar where he stood still for a second. A moment later his head raised, left eye had changed into a kugan, a smile filled with insanity spread across his mouth, then laughter erupted from his mouth.

-Free at last! Now I'll show that coward how to fight, instead of wasting potential.

The burning eyes of my foe were locked on me, soon his ukaku started shooting. I ducked to avoid the incoming projectiles to latter rush forward to connect with the body of my adversary, yet I was deemed too slow a rain of crystals, quickly as possible I let one of my rinkaku emerge to guard myself, and a second to attack aiming at his stomach.

My attack was easily stopped by a large bikaku, (me and the bad matches) to distract him I throw a third appendage while I bury two others to get him from behind, his attacks increased so I was forced to use a sixth appendage to block and another two to try attacking while my sneak attack got behind him, just when my rinkaku connected he lazily avoid it and came at me at a fast speed.

I waited for the right moment and barely dodged him and while he passed by me, I kicked him hard in the head blasting him to the ground where he stone skipped a couple of times, predicting where he would fall four of my kagune went after him, before he hit his body spun and his legs changed to those of a giant grasshopper and he propelled to the ceiling breaking the floor where he jumped, repeating the same for the roof, he reached me at a speed I could not react to.

When the Berserker was near me, his left arm changed to a bear's and tore my arm, that surprised me, a normal bear would've broken his nails if it did that, to minimize future damage I threw myself at him and grabbed his mid section and used my rinkaku to propel us as my now regenerated arm attempted to pierce him.

The basement suddenly lit up as an electric current ran through my body, with enough intensity to pass my thick skin and numb my whole body, falling into the ground now that my extra limbs were not supporting me, while falling it hit me: he hadn't used his kagune since the grasshopper legs came out, he was most likely out of fuel, just a little more and I could subjugate him, or so I thought but my body would not answer so I laid down as he got away into the surface.

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Report of apprehension of an unidentified ghoul by special associate class Houji Kousuke

In order to look for the missing special class quinque (code name: Arata) and the group who took it, the squad went back to the scene where the battle took place, in there the remains of the case of the quinque as well as some quinque steel remains.

While scouting the area, we found the traces of a ghoul attack, there we found it eating several corpses, from its factions, it was noticeable the lack of food he had in the last month before this attack. We engaged combat, in the span of time it lasted, the ghoul never used his kagune, yet it was able to take out my whole team down. When I fought against it, I noticed the ability that allowed his success against my squad, it could alter the properties an amount of muscle or bone it had in different parts of its body, allowing greater maneuverability and strength.

For that qualities I chose to capture it instead of extermination and took it to Kokuria, for research of the muscle modifying abilities, and quinque material extraction, for now it remains retained at the s rate level. There, experiments will be carried out.

An: The next chapter will have torture scenes so I'm changing the ratting to M.