Ohkay! Lookie here! Another chapter and it didn't take me almost a year to post! So, now, things get a little more interesting. If things seem kind of rushed, I take no blame, I was writing this around 3am most nights, so I was practically a different person. I'd like to thank everyone for their kind reviews. You people made me so happy. I love you all. So, I now present to you the second chapter of 'Sweet Sadism'!
Chapter 2: In The Middle Of The Night
I groaned and rolled out from underneath the covers. Who the hell would come knocking on another person's door this late? Running a hand through my brown hair I walked through the hall, grasped the doorknob and flung the door open, ready to greet whoever stood at the doorstep with a certain level of irritation.
But to my surprise, no one was there.
I rolled my eyes. "Bloody kids." I mumbled. Just as I was about to close the door, a large cloud of black smoke swarmed around me and into my house. I screamed and shoved the door closed. I leaned against the door, closed my eyes and slid to the ground. That was terrifying. I sighed, finally calming myself down a bit when I heard a deep throaty chuckle come from my kitchen.
I opened my eyes wide. What the hell was that? I stood up and slowly crept through the hallway. Grabbing the first weapon like thing I could find, an umbrella, I waited silently for another sound.
"That won't do you much good. Why don't you drop that and come on out?"
The voice was deep and smooth, almost hypnotic. In fact, I'm pretty sure it was, because I could feel my fingers loosen around the umbrella and my feet moved on their own. I rounded the corner and stepped into the kitchen to see a rather attractive young Japanese man sitting at the table. His raven black hair flowed down to the middle of his back and it looked almost blue in the light. His dark eyes flashed up at me and I could have sworn that they glowed crimson for just a moment. I couldn't quite place it, but something about him seemed very familiar.
"I-If y-you don't say w-who you are a-and what y-you're doing here, I-I'm going to scream." I stuttered.
He smirked. "No, I don't think you are."
I gulped. Something about this guy seemed off. Something…not human. "O-oh yeah?" I let out a shaky breath before continuing. "A-and w-what makes you th-think that?"
He just raised his thin eyebrows and continued to smirk.
I looked around frantically for something within arms-length to defend myself with. No such luck. "C-'cause I-I have friends w-who will come running o-over here if I did!"
He shifted his weight, making the wooden chair he was sitting in creak. "I'm sure you do, and I'm sure they would. But that doesn't change the fact that I know you're not going to."
That's it! I've had enough of this guy. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth. I'm not going to scream huh? You so sure about that? Well, I'll show you. However, before I could make a single sound, the mysterious man had disappeared from his seat at the table and was behind me with a hand clamped over my mouth and the other wrapped around my waist. "Now, what did I say about screaming?" he whispered in my ear. It sent chills down my spine. I tried to struggle but his grip only tightened. Finally, I stopped and he loosened his grip. "Now, can we come to some sort of an agreement? How about, you don't scream and I'll let you go?"
I exhaled through my nose. The tone of his voice left very little room for argument or negotiation. I nodded, reluctantly, I might ad. Slowly he let go of me and I turned around to face him. "Who are you and what do you want?" I repeated, this time in a more steady voice.
He cocked his head to the side and smirked again. It was really beginning to irritate me. I wanted nothing more than to smack that smirk right off his face. But that didn't seem like the best idea now.
"Ah, I see. So you've sealed yourself off…," his eyes narrowed, but his smirk got larger. I took a step back. Those two things never meant good news. I have personal experience with Lavi. He got a similar look on his face when he was about to do something crazy and/or stupid. "Oh well, I guess that means I'll have to dig a little bit deeper than I thought. No worries, all the more fun for me." His eyes flickered red again.
Run!
What the hell? Who said that?
It doesn't matter! Just run! Now! Go!
I didn't need to be told twice. Whoever this guy is, he meant bad news in the worst ways. I turned on my heel and bounded for the back door.
No! Turn left!
What?
Too late. In the doorway stood the man. How the hell did he get there? Then again, how did he get into my house in the first place? Wait…that smoke! I think I read something somewhere that- no. That's impossible.
Is it?
Shut up! You're not helping…oh great. I'm talking to a little voice in my head…No, never mind that, for all I know, there's a mass murderer standing in front of me. I think that trumps all of my other problems at the moment.
You wouldn't be wrong.
About what?
Both of your previous statements.
Wait! You mean he's a mass murderer!
I got no answer from my little voice. I looked up at the man in terror. I now just realized how tall he was compared to me. His eyes glinted with some sort of sick amusement.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I would have thought that you'd take better care of your vessel. Especially if it's as fragile as this one." He said running his fingers down my cheek. I shivered. His touch was so cold.
He smiled and laughed. "While I'm here, I might as well." He placed his middle and index finger on my forehead, just over my left eye. "As for my name, I have many. But the name of this particular meat suit is Kanda. So, for simplicity's sake, just call me that."
"Kanda." I repeated.
He nodded and his eyes glowed a violent shade of crimson. "Goodnight pet." He laughed.
All I remembered after that was a burning pain where his fingers were and falling into blackness.
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When I awoke I felt as if I had sliced open my head. I pressed my hand against my forehead. Hold on…It feels pretty wet right there. I brought my hand down and squinted through the darkness, trying to see what kind of liquid was on my hand. I already knew I just hoped I was wrong. I licked it. A foul metallic taste filled my mouth and I spat it out. I was right. Blood. And it was all over the left side of my face. I must've hit my head while I was asleep. It wouldn't surprise me. I had the weirdest dream. Perhaps that's not the best word for it. Nightmare seems more appropriate. I sighed. Lavi would want to hear about this. I tried to stand up, but as soon as I did, I was pulled immediately pulled back into a sitting position.
It was then that I noticed that there were shackles clamped around my ankles and wrists and chained to a wall.
"What the fuck?"
"Well well. Looks like she finally awakens."
I looked up to see the man from my dream, no, nightmare looming over me. Oh god…It wasn't all in my head. This is actually happening. And now I've been kidnapped!
"Where am I?" I asked.
He, Kanda, laughed as if it was a stupid question to ask. I would have crossed my arms but the chains restricted my movement. It was a fair question.
"If you don't tell me where I am, I'll scream." Sure, sure, it's redundant and we've been there before, but really, what else could I do? At least if I screamed, someone somewhere would hear me. Right? He laughed even harder.
"You can scream as much as you want pet. No one will hear you and no one will come to your rescue." He knelt down in front of me and cocked his head to the side. "And do you want to know why?" He smiled. My stomach churned.
No, not really. "W-why?"
"Because we're right here." He answered poking my forehead. I winced in pain.
"W-what?" Surely he didn't mean…
"We're in your head."
Great, just what I need, a demon in my head. Wait, how'd I know he was a demon? Stupid, what else could he be? But it's just so impossible. Apparently not.
"I know every memory you have, and every promise you've ever made. It's no use hiding. It'll come out and save us all the trouble." He was talking at me, but not exactly at me. It was as if he was looking through me, trying to see another person underneath my skin. We sat there for a moment and the only sound was my shallow breathing. What was he waiting for?
Suddenly he scowled and slapped me hard. "Fine." He growled. "If that's how you want to do it." He stood up and kicked me in the stomach with his boot clad foot. I fell to my side and watched him walk away before I closed my eyes and began to sob. I wanted Lavi.
"Hey! Are you okay?"
I groaned. Shut up voice. No, I'm not okay.
"Hey! Get up! C'mon open your eyes!"
No way, José. The voice sighed.
"Ellen Walker, wake up. Your Little Rabbit needs you."
Hold up. 'Little Rabbit' is my pet name for Lavi! I opened my eyes and jolted up to see Lavi's twinkling green eyes smiling at me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked to see where I was. I'm back in my bedroom. I guess it was a bad dream after all. He hugged me tightly and patted me on the back.
"Shh shh shh. It's okay Ellen. I'm here." He said tracing little circles on my back. That always calmed me down, without fail. I sighed happily before letting him go. Then something hit me.
"Lavi, how did you get into my house?"
He grinned. "The bathroom window was open."
"What!"
He laughed and pulled something out of his pocket. "Relax. Lenalee gave me the key." He said twirling it around his finger. I sighed and punched him lightly on the shoulder.
"Don't scare me like that!"
He shot me an apologetic look before standing up and grabbing my hand. "C'mon!" he said. "There's something I want to show you!" He dragged me out from under my blankets and out the door. Funny, I don't remember putting shoes on.
"Lavi, just where are we going, exactly?" I asked.
"You'll see~!" he sang. I couldn't help but feel like something was a bit off.
After zigzagging through the empty streets, Lavi stopped in front of a wrought iron gate. He pushed it open and led me inside. It was a graveyard. "L-Lavi? What are we doing here?" He didn't answer. He just silently led me through the rows of gravestones. The deeper into the graveyard we got, the more surreal things became. Trees twisted and gnarled in unusual ways and the sky had turned a strange shade of reddish-purple.
"We're here." Lavi said stopping in front of one particular gravestone. I read the name inscribed on it. Mana Walker. I turned to Lavi. "Wh-?"
A hand shot out of the ground. I yelped and jumped back. What the hell! I thought stuff like that only happened in the movies! I tried to run, but Lavi gripped me tightly by the arm, preventing me from doing so. The next few moments happened exactly like a zombie movie. I watched Mana (really? Who else would it be?) dug his way out of his own grave. Everything about him was exactly the same as when I had last seen him alive. Except for his face. It had been replaced with two glowing circles and a Cheshire cat grin.
After Mana, one by one, other people came popping out of the ground like daisies. They started moaning my name. "Ellen…Ellen Walker, you promised me that…," I couldn't make out what I had promised them because they all had something different to say. However, I did hear what Mana said. "Ellen Walker, you promised me that nothing would happen to me!"
I froze on the spot and tears pricked at my eyes. I remember making that promise. That was the day before he was shot by a bank robber trying to make his point. That was the last promise I made to him, and it was a promise I couldn't keep.
My knees felt weak and I would have fallen if Lavi hadn't caught me. I turned my head to say thank you, but I found his that his face too, had been replaced by a set of round glowing eyes and a Cheshire grin. He wrapped his right arm around my neck, forcing me to keep my gaze straight ahead, and nearly choking me.
"Wh-What's going on?" I managed to say.
He laughed a cold cruel laugh. "I'm simply killing a demon, Ellen." He said. I could hear the smile in his voice.
I saw that in his other hand he held a dagger. Tears streamed freely down my face. Oh my god…he's going to kill me! "B-But I'm not a demon Lavi!" I exclaimed, hoping I'd be able to talk my way out of this situation. Why is he doing this! I thought he loved me! Why does he want to kill me? Moreover, why does he think I'm a demon?
"Perhaps not, but the thing inside you is. Goodbye Ellen."
"No! Wait!"
He plunged the dagger into my stomach. I screamed in pain, but it was gargled by the blood filling my throat and mouth. I felt Lavi let go of me and I fell backwards. Cold, in pain, choking on my own blood and listening to cackling laughter was not the way I wanted to die. But I guess I don't have much choice in how I die. Mana most certainly didn't. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, the entire world was gone in a flash of white light.
So? Whadda ya think? I had originally planned to have another scene after this, but I thought that this would have been a good place to end. So...yeah, I hope you enjoy!
Oh...I'll be on temporary Hiatus until further notice. I have to get a start on my summer homework...I meant to start that at the beginning of summer...but I didn't...So...yeah...Hopefully by Mid-August I'll be posting stuff. So, just sit tight. :)