There are many things people strive for today. They look to earn more income, gain better health, get respect from others, or a mixture of all the above. It is always change that one tries to achieve. When achieved, it's not always the one they hoped for. Expecting change has always brought insanity. Insanity almost like any disease, can spread faster than wildfire.
One woman kept doing the exact same thing she did to her husband to her son, but she didn't expect change. She was expecting big money to end up in her pocket. Her son, Charles Lee Brooks, was an intellectual little boy. People around town liked him so much they nicknamed him Charlie Brown. When his father died, his mother brought him to her hometown. In there, he was beaten up by other kids, by his mom, and ended up keeping to himself inside his room.
After a few years of day to day torment, the boy was reported dead. A jar of ashes was found next to his mother, who appeared to be strangled nearly to death, and ended up in a coma. It is believed that the boy was kidnapped, burned to ashes, and returned to his mother. No one knows who did it. The only fingerprints found around the crime scene belonged to the mother and her son. The case ran cold, and the killer was never found.
Unknown to most, this same killer manipulated a young girl into following him. He taught her to kill, and started making her into a bloodthirsty savage. Together, they traveled to the Pacific Northwest, with death following close behind them. He grabbed a hold of two younger children on his tour of the west coast, dealing with them the same way. After some time, there was too much heat around him, so the killer gained the trust of a gang, hijacked it's leadership, and got the chance to hitch a ride across the ocean. Though he escaped the police in the United States, he knew that there would be more trouble when they got to Japan. The killer just didn't know what to expect.
[Dialogue: Japanese]
Now, he stands before two young girls. Like the first children he manipulated before, they had abnormalities. Something he found rather unique compared to other children. The two seemed like natural born killers. Just from attacking one another, they attracted police. They seemed like children he'd like to keep around him.
"You two have a plan on how to deal with this? Because if you don't, law enforcement has both of your asses." the killer told them.
After saying that, both of the kids tried to attack him. Alma was about to gather energy in her hands, and Lucy got her extra arms ready. The man put back on a maniacal smile, and the girls suddenly stopped what they were doing. For some strange reason, looking at his smile made them not only more uneasy, but paralyzed in fear. Never in their lives had they felt like this because of an individual whom they could kill instantly.
"So you two don't have a plan of action. Well, I guess I might be able to lend a hand."
A police officer climbed up the ladder on the side of the building. When he saw the three crazies, the officer pulled out his gun, and shouted, "Hands up…"
The officer was caught off guard by a bullet that hit his chest, which caused him to fall off the ladder and onto the pavement. The bullet came from a gun within the crazy man's right hand. He put his gun back in its holster, and continued on with the conversation.
"Or maybe I can spare some rounds. Good thing I've got plenty."
"Who… are you?" Lucy asked him.
The man looked straight at her before saying, "One crazy son of a bitch. I'll tell you my real name if we can get away from these pigs.".
"What?" Alma questioned.
"Don't fire! He has two children next to him!" an officer told the rest of the police in the area.
"That's the sign to get the fuck out of here." the crazy man said before grabbing both of the girls by the waist.
Lucy tried to keep out of his grip, saying, "Hey! What are you…?"
He lifted them both off the ground, barely being able to carry them, then ran to the edge of the building.
"Can you fly or anything?" Alma asked.
"Nope. I'm gonna fall faster than a rock. Hopefully I land on the back of a car, and can still run afterwards."
As he put his left foot on the edge of the building, Lucy said, "Not like this." to her herself.
"What was that kihhHHHHHHHHD?!" the man said as he was launched into the air.
Flying into the air, he started yelling out random slurs in fear. After a few seconds, his feet were met with the roof of a taller building across the street. The man tried to get his footing together, but he ended up stumbling, then turning to land on his back. He barely kept the kids up so their faces wouldn't be torn up by the rooftop. The crazy man got up, and set the two kids down so he could talk to them.
"Thanks to whoever did that last stunt. I haven't felt that fearful in years. But let's not get off track. You two look like you could use a place to call home, with both of you having clothes that are dirty and torn to hell."
"And you're offering bed and breakfast to us?" Alma asked.
Police started surrounding the building they were on, getting ready to purge through the doors. The man looked at the door for roof access of the building, then looked back towards the kids.
"You kids seem pretty smart, but I'm offering more than that. I'm offering bed, breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, clothes. The list goes on."
"Then what's the catch?" Alma asked.
"Yeah. You act very strange." Lucy told him.
"Well,... you'll both be involved in a series of exercises and experiments." He said in a strangely calm voice, still holding a maniacal smile.
Alma's face became a slight bit more pale before asking, "What are you…?".
"Like this experiment. I want to figure out what you two can do."
Police busted into the building as the conversation continued. They rushed up the stairs to get the top.
"Should I paint a bigger picture?" The man asked as he walked close to the roof access door.
The local police charged in, before stopping at the door to the rooftop. After a moment or two, one of the stronger police officers went up, and charged shoulder first through the door. When he felt the chill of the night, he was met with a bullet in the skull. The crazy one had shot him, right before running up and pushing the police officer down the stairs. As the body kept the other police officers from getting up the stairs, the man closed the door as much as he could, forcing his back against it.
Holding the door shut, he looked at the two children and asked, "Now do you get it?! I want to see you both kill. Show me how you cause a carnage.".
Lucy looked at the ground, thinking of what she had experienced only a matter of hours ago. She told the man, "I… I… don't know… I don't want to…".
"What?!" he responded with.
"I don't want to hurt more people…"
"Well, I… I… don't give a damn about what you want! This is how it's going to be! Time to put on a show kiddies."
"Do you treat all children you meet like this?" Alma asked.
The man looked straight at Alma with a smile, and told her, "Only the one's I like."
Both of the children felt strange with that answer. Looking at one another, they could sense what the other was thinking. Now they can only hope that they'll survive the night.
"Now, here we…", he paused before opening the door. As the door opened all the way, the man got the behind it so the girls could not see him. He put his thumb and middle finger on his eyelids and pulled them down before yelling out, "GO!".
Police were struggling to get their fallen comrade out of the way. As soon as he was put against a wall, some of the others went straight up the stairs. Getting up to the roof, they started to see strange things. They saw Alma standing only a few feet away. Then four grotesque, humanoid creatures appeared. The police looked at these creatures, and began to open fire on them as they darted towards the officers.
One officer was smart enough to know that the creatures came from the young girl. He barely dodged them, and tried to fire at the child three times. The bullets were all deflected, and flying in random directions. One went through the head of one of the creatures and into another officer's chest. Noticing what had just happened he turned around to get a different angle. As he ran, the officer fell down with a sharp pain in his leg. He looked down to see what hurt. Shock paralyzed him as he found his leg was severed at the knee.
"Oh… oh… g…" the officer said before his head was sliced off.
Lucy looked at her hands, feeling a slight bit of guilt having to kill again. While she grieved over the act, Alma kept the other police distracted as she gathered energy in her hands. As she let the energy loose, a tsunami of blood and bones washed over the roof access door and down the stairs. The rest of the police who were still alive retreated back down to the street.
The crazy man jumped out from behind the door and said, "That's something that I like to see. Now that...", before he saw Alma fall to the ground.
Lucy looked at her and asked, "What happened to her?".
"I don't know. But now I have some all but dead weight to carry around." the man said to Lucy.
He then picked Alma up, and put her over his shoulder. The man walked over to the stairs and started walking down, with Lucy following close behind him.
"Kid, if you were any closer, you feel like an extra appendage." he said to Lucy.
"I just… can't handle this." Lucy told him.
"Handle what? There's nothing to handle right now. Killing assholes with badges and guns is not something to worry about. It's just life."
"Not my life."
"It is your life now if you want to have an easy life." the man said as he stopped on the stairs to turn around and stop Lucy. "Or… I can just leave you here to die. It's all up to you."
He continued walking down the stairs while Lucy paused to think about what the man had told her. Deciding that she didn't have much of an option, she followed along. Minutes passed until they reached the bottom floor. They then went through the stairway door, and into what looked like the entryway to a nice hotel. In the entryway, instead of a nice welcoming staff, the trio was greeted by armed men behind a man in a blue suit and another in a doctor's coat.
"Stand down and surrender the girls now. We will use lethal force if you do not cooperate." the man in a suit announced.
"Oh I see. So you 'Japs' are the ones chasing after the little kids. Sorry, but I'm the only who will be doing any cradle robbing tonight." the crazy man said back.
"Interesting choice of words, American. But since you don't want help us…" the doctor paused as he gave a strange hand gesture.
At that moment, one of the armed men fired a silenced weapon, hitting the crazy man in his right thigh. It caused him to grind his teeth in pain as he fell forward, and dropping Alma's unconscious body in front of him. Lucy backed up against a wall, fearing that the men were about to grab her.
"Well, now this will be just a little bit easier." the doctor said.
"I wouldn't… count on that." the crazy man said in pain as he tried to get back up.
The doctor pulled out a pistol as he said, "Quiet, American. Why don't you just lay down and die?".
"Why don't you?" the crazy one replied with as he looked straight into the doctor's eyes.
The doctor dropped his gun before he could cock it. Noticing this, both Lucy and the man in the blue suit looked directly at the doctor. Whatever the crazy one was doing made the doctor so uneasy, he was shaking and sweating with fear. Soon after, all of the armed men started to look the same, failing to keep a hold of their weapons. The man in the blue looked at all his men before looking back at the crazy individual. As he looked, he saw a chilling sight. A freaky, monstrous figure, while at the same time feeling like he was about scream from the fear in his system.
"See you in hell." the crazy man said.
He then grabbed out his pistol, and fired three shots at the doctor. The bullets landed in his pelvic area, his chest and in the top of his large intestine. As he fell back, the rest of the other men panicked and ran in fear. Before he could escape though, the insane one shot the last two bullets in his gun at the man in a suit. The first hit his leg, while the other shot into another man's arm. As he fell the ground, the crazy man got up, and started limping towards him.
"Now where are you going? I want to ask you some things and have some fun with you." the crazy man said.
Lucy ran up to him to look at the man face to face. He stopped in front of her before she said, "What is happening right now? And who are you…?".
Before another word could be said, the man put his palm against her forehead. "You are talking too much." he told her.
Lucy passed out, almost dropping onto her back before the man caught her. He grabbed both of the kids by the collar of their outfits, and set them by the entrance. He then used a walkie-talkie to call in some help, given his entire situation. It was rather difficult for him being only four foot seven, and carrying two elementary aged kids almost his size would cripple his shot leg. Eventually, he met with a couple of friends, and got onto a boat to reach his destination.
[Dialogue: English]
A few hours had passed, and the two little girls had ended up in a room. The walls were concrete, and covered in posters of cartoons and movies. Along with those, two beds with brand new mattresses and sheets were present. There was also a wooden door that looked rather old. Someone opened the door to take a look inside. A teenager with blue hair, wearing a black, sleeveless, thin hoodie and jeans glanced inside the room. She saw the two young girls sleeping on a futon.
"They're still asleep." she said to someone down the hall from her.
"Well don't wake everyone up." a guy said to her.
"Oh, right. Anyway, let's go see if there's any soda around. I haven't gotten my fix."
As she closed the door, Lucy had woken up. She looked around the room to see her surroundings. As Lucy got up, she noticed Alma at the other end of the futon. She thought of their fight, and thought, "It might be best to leave her alone. But if I do, I'll be alone here. I don't want to be alone again.".
Instead of leaving her, Lucy decided to wake up Alma. She moved her side to side, trying to wake Alma. After a few seconds of toying with her, the pale American girl woke up, and grabbed a hold of Lucy. Alma forced her on the ground, putting her hands around her neck.
"What happened? Where have you taken me?" Alma asked in a strangely calm voice.
"You… and I… were… taken…" Lucy tried to respond while being choked.
"Where?"
"I don't… know…"
Alma then let go of Lucy, and looked around the room. Lucy tried catch her breath, and stared at Alma with a dirty look. She got out her extra arms, and got about ready to strike at Alma, but she tried to keep herself under control. If she attacked her, she would end up dead, or simply alone. The pale girl with dark hair stopped looking around, and decided to open the door. When she looked out, she found a concrete hall with doors lining the walls. There was one door right across from their room, partially open, and had a slight glow from it. Alma turned back into the room to talk with Lucy.
"There's a hallway with doors outside." Alma said in Japanese.
"Yeah,... is there a way out?" Lucy asked in Japanese.
"None I can see, but there's a room across from us. I think we should check it out."
"I don't think I want to be next to you right now."
"I'm sorry, but I can't help it. People I know have tried to hurt me or kill me."
"Same. I never got to know a lot of good people. But if you strangle me again, I'll slice you smaller than Ahi poke."
"You can try to slice me, but I will kill you before you could touch me."
"We'll see."
The two youngsters walked out of the door and went into the other room. They found that the light in the room came from a TV. It was paused on an older home video, showing a static image of a woman holding a child close to her. Looking away from the TV, they saw a bed to the right side of the room. The two little girls felt a slight chill after noticing someone was in the bed. They also saw that it was the crazy man that had grabbed a hold of them. Alma and Lucy looked at one another, taking note that they were alone with him, and it might be the only chance to deal with him. But then Lucy had second thoughts.
"Maybe we shouldn't kill him." Lucy whispered to Alma.
"Why? He's not a good man. He is crazy." Alma whispered back.
"He helped us escape police."
"He kidnapped us."
"You can't just kill him. He might actually care."
"You think so?" Alma asked with a confused look on her face.
"Yes." Lucy said, expressing a little concern in her voice.
"Well I want to find out for myself." Alma said as she walked towards the bed.
The mattress was only a few inches off the concrete floor, being held up by an old and rusty metal frame. Alma hopped onto it so she could get closer to the crazy individual.
"What are you doing?!" Lucy asked in a loud whisper.
"Shut up. I'm trying to hear his thoughts." Alma whispered back.
The young, dark haired, pale girl put her palm on the man's head. With that, she started to look around his memories. Images started to flood in, like first-person views of a woman being strangled, middle aged men being beaten to death, and one very interesting image.
"You want to do WHAT?!" a rather tall, four-armed individual asked abruptly. His voice echoed through the halls of the abandoned building they were in.
"I know it's a bit to ask for, but it could provide us with some benefits." the crazy man told him.
"Why are you grabbing kids anyway?"
"I have my reasons."
"Alright, you sick mutha fucka. I guess your black ass got needs, but so do I."
"What are you asking of me?"
"Hey Daniel, it's good to see you." a teenager said, wearing a black, cut up outfit.
The crazy man looked to his left to see the girl who said his name. He saw her smile at him, before the four-armed man told him, "I ain't asking for anything. I'm just telling you I'm taking your bitch with me.".
"Huh?"
"You heard me. I'm taking her with me."
"Taking me where?" the teen asked.
The big guy walked up to her saying, "My bed.".
He grabbed the girl, who struggled to get out of his grip. After getting a hold of her, he threw the teen over his shoulder.
Then Daniel walked up to the man, telling him, "Don't do that to her. She's only seventeen.".
"So fucking what! This coming from the cradle robber."
"Please. Please stop him." the teenager told Daniel.
The man put one of his palms over her mouth to keep her quiet. He started walking away without another word. The man saw himself as the big boss of the place, being one of its strongest members. Though this was the case, he was never a skilled killer. As Daniel saw her slightly tearful eyes, he put a big, creepy smile on. The teen couldn't help but smile too.
Daniel pulled out his knife, and flung it into the man's back. Hitting at the middle of his back, near the spine, the knife caused the four-armed man to drop the teenager. He yelled in pain, then turned around to see Daniel running towards him. Daniel jumped onto the big man, hanging by one of the shoulders so he could punch his face. Daniel gave him a few bruises, but it wasn't enough to stop the man. He grabbed Daniel by the neck with two hands, and started punching his gut with the other two. The man then slammed him onto the ground, and kicked him across the floor.
"Is that all ya got, bitch! 'Cause what you did to my face wasn't shit!" the four-armed man told Daniel.
As his attention was on the guy he had just hit, the teen ran up from behind, and lunged herself onto his back.
"What the fuck are ya…?!" He yelled at the teenager.
She grabbed the knife out of him, and stabbed him multiple times in his back and shoulders. Before he could grab her again, she jumped off of him. She started laughing hysterically, which irritated the big guy. He turned to face the teen, and charged at her. She tossed the knife in the air to her right, and to the man's surprise, Daniel was up. He ran up, grabbing the knife the teen threw, to stab the man in his gut. This caused him to lean over as Daniel stabbed him three more times very rapidly. Daniel was punched to the side as he tossed his knife back to the teen. The teenager ran back up to jump and stab him in the back, slamming the knife into his spine. The man screamed out in pain before the teenager started to punch in his face. She started laughing maniacally as blood was spraying. Daniel got back up so he could join in on the action, jumping on his back, taking the knife, and slicing the man's throat.
As blood fell to the floor of the abandoned building, the teen looked at it as it came to her. "I can't. I ca... I can't." she said to herself.
"What's the matter, Jenny? Aren't you hungry?" Daniel said to the teen.
"But you told me not…"
"Eat, damn it! Things are about to be different from now on. You don't have to worry about what you are."
"You sure? 'Cause I'd be worried if I was dead." Another voice said.
Both Daniel and Jenny looked behind them to who said that. They saw a man who appeared to be in his late twenties. He held a Smith and Wesson in his left hand, and wore a bulletproof vest over a thin, red sweater. Behind him stood two men in hoodies, holding AK-47s.
"You know you've done fucked up now. I hated your ass ever since you came in here. Can't believe my brotha actually thought you could be useful… and now he's DEAD!"
Daniel stood up to tell him, "Your brother would have…".
"He would'a killed you himself if he had known you'd do this shit! Now I'm gonna fuckin' kill ya! Along with yo little bastards off da' street!"
The man pointed the Smith and Wesson right at Daniel's head, holding his finger on the trigger.
Jenny cried out, "No, please. Don't!".
Then he pointed his gun at the ceiling, and told Daniel, "You know what. I'm not going to kill you…"
Daniel had a confused look before letting out, "Huh?".
"...yet." The man said as he pointed the gun towards Jenny. "I'll kill yo bitch first, and then I'll kill your ass."
Jenny's face became rather pale. She felt like she was looking at her end through the barrel of a handgun. Before the man could pull the trigger though, a wok pan flew towards the right side of one of the men behind. At the same time, a frying pan being carried by something moving fast was about to make contact with the left side of the other man. As both of the henchmen were hit, their heads collided into one another's before dropping on the floor. The man with the Smith and Wesson turned around to look at what happened.
When he saw the two men down on the ground, he said, "Can I ask white people to do anything right?!".
As he turned back around, he pointed the gun at Daniel and told him, "Know what, I will kill you first! You stupid son…".
Before the ignorant man could finish his sentence, a machete was stabbed through his heart. Behind him was an individual in a gray jacket, holding the handle of the machete. The blade was pulled out of the man, right before the person in the gray jacket kicked him off to the side.
Daniel stood up to tell this person, "Thanks, Mr. Li.".
"No problem. I've been waiting to get of that nih.", the individual said with a Filipino accent as he took off his hood. It was a man with a dark brown skin tone, appearing to be in his late forties.
"Very kind language. And thank you kids for the help as well. Good thinking on the pans."
After being addressed by Daniel, two kids popped out. A little boy wearing scrap metal over a dirty white shirt and jeans, who jumped from behind some boxes. Then a little girl wearing a dirty pink shirt and jogging shorts came running in at a very fast speed.
The girl and the boy went up to Daniel, and the girl told him, "I hope we did good.".
"Oh, you did great. You both did. See what you can accomplish when you pay attention?", Daniel said as he rubbed the top of the girl's head.
The images dissipated as Alma felt something grab her arm. Looking in front of her, she saw that the man was now awake, and had a grip on her left forearm.
"If you're so afraid to sleep by yourselves, you could have simply woken me up to read you a bedtime story." Daniel told Alma.
The girl quickly shook out of his grip, like a child freaking out over a spider. She moved off the bed, and got next to Lucy.
"Sorry if I come off as the creepy type. I just really like kids who ended up like I did when I was young."
"Wha… do you mean?" Alma asked, now speaking in English.
Lucy looked at both of them not being able decipher what either of the two had said.
"I mean that I didn't kidnap you for the same reason the other men tried to."
"What other men?" Alma then turned to Lucy and asked, "Do you know what he means about other men?" in Japanese.
"Well, there was armed men with a pair of doctors. They shot him and tried to take us. But he stopped them." Lucy told Alma in Japanese.
"If you want, I can show you both to one of the men right now. He's been spilling all kinds of information to us here, and I'll let you two ask questions. What do you say? Can you trust me for the next five minutes? Or would you prefer to just try and escape through the hatch behind me?" Daniel asked in English.
Alma looked behind Daniel, and saw the hatch he was talking about. Lucy also took a look to see what Alma was looking at. The two girls looked at one another again, and decided their next action.
The choices ahead:
Hope for Peace Elsewhere
Leave the place, and find somewhere safe.
Interrogation before Extermination
Stay and hear out Daniel.
What's up weebs, neck-beards, and all other subsections of fellow nerds. Been awhile since I posted shit, so I decided to change up a couple of things during the making of this chapter. For one, I decided to make the end of this chapter a choice ending for you all. Second, got to changing up the character requirements on my Bio/Profile so that now you can put in almost any kind of character, (minus pedo bear bait). Lasly, I censored a whole lot of real vulgar language I was going to put in. Hey, I wanted to make this a real dark story. With all that being said, please leave a review and tell me what you think the two kids should do next. If you want to send in an OC or two, you'll need to check out my character requirements and fill out every last part. If not, your character might end up in the story, but killed off quickly for laughs and giggles. And yes, I know that's pretty sick of me. Either way, all of you enjoy your time on the site, and I'll post again after enough choices are put in. PEACE!