Chapter 2 alright as staighted before
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WARNING THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN MATERIAL THAT ONE MIGHT FIND DISTUBING OR UNCOMFORTABLE. Reader discursion is advised.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHH" Orihime's screams echoed throughout the hospital as the Young man sliced into her eye, trying very hard not to puncture anything ergo completely destroying the eye, which was a far more difficult task considering Orihime's incisive squirming and screaming. Thank god the restraints held! Regardless the young man continued to surgically remove Orihime's eye in an extremely brutal yet precious matter. He had done this before; especially with those he gave Magatama. Actually removing the eye made the subject that more likely to survive fusion with a Magatama though just barely above 2%. Sometimes the Magatama would burrow through the subject's brain, killing the subject instantly. Other times the Magatama would end up somewhere…shall we say less reasonable.
The idea this time was to remove the eye and introduce a Magatama but also inject something else into the subject before the Magatama took hold. It was a virus called Atma, which the young man had originally used on those first few people he had brought to this hospital. However as stated before the virus caused horrible transformations and uncontrollable side effects resulting in them going rogue and attacking the young man.
However the young man had learned from his mistakes, ergo why the woman was bound tightly but also why the man decided to introduce a Magatama. Those he had given Magatama to proved a little more reliable, however most met their end due to the unpredictable nature that the Magatama had. Though the young man hoped that this double transformation would result in the ideal metamorphosis that he long had been trying to create!
"Stop" Orihime pleaded as bloody tears fall down her face "Please, it hurts…"
The young man stopped for a brief moment, allowing Orihime a moment of reprieve before then continuing the surgery just as he had done before. The young man's face remained stoic as ever as he continued to cut out Orihime's eye, even as blood began to cover his hands he remained stoic, even as Orihime's cries reached disables that he had never imagined a human's voice could reach he continued as if nothing was happening.
"Almost done" the young man's tone was stoic yet it brought Orihime so much fear that she was on the verge of passing out, however before such an 'unfortunate' event could occur the young man delivered a sharp slap to Orihime's already bloody and slightly bruised face. Orihime immediately snapped awake, all sensation of being tired disappearing in an instant and soon was replaced by a large feeling of numbness. The numbness took deep hold of Orihime as the young man successfully removed her eye, she wanted to scream but found her voice long since gone. This somewhat resembled a moments from I have no mouth but must scream, a book Orihime once read long before all this had happened.
"Now for the Magatama, I think this one will do, it protects against darkness spells so combine that with your natural resistance to light and you should be good against any of those expel or death spells that might be floating around." The young man explained holding up a strangely serpent like object to Orihime's remaining eye, the serpent like object was pitch black in color, though parts of what resembled a head had traces of a bright purple color. The young man then, after Orihime got a good look at the strange Magatama, held it over the still bleeding hole that once was Orihime's eye socket and dropped the creature inside!
Orihime's immediate response was to let out a cry for help but she both knew that no one was going to come save her and that her voice was still gone! Taking this into account Orihime's body let out a somewhat disturbing response, she began to urinate uncontrollably as well began to bleed out from her nose and mouth as well as her ears! The young man somewhat cringed at the disturbing sight before him but he did not let it stop him one bit and immediately pulled out a syringe that contained a strange purple colored substance. The young man then with a hard pound penetrated the very center of Orihime's skull, and injected the substance directly into her brain!
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For a moment nothing happened but then another moment passed and something began to move underneath Orihime's skin! The young man immediately ripped off Orihime's hospital gown and watched as what looked like a snake moved down through Orihime's body.
"Damn it's moving for her heart!" the young man cursed before he began to chant and flash several hand signs. However before the young man could finish his spell a strange yet familiar mark appeared just a few centimeters above the space between Orihime's breasts.
The mark was similar to that of the hairclips that Orihime once wore however a thick black line, which looked surprisingly similar to the Magatama that Orihime had originally ingested, surrounded the snowflake like mark. In the center of the snowflake was that of a kanji and by the look of it the kanji was for the word princess. However the kanji was rather small and the young man had to squint to see the kanji in its entirety!
Soon the Magatama ceased its movement and centered right near Orihime's heart. Actually if the young man had the ability to look inside Orihime's chest cavity he would see that the Magatama had actually wrapped itself around Orihime's heart and fused with it in a sort of symbiotic manner!
After observing this new occurrence the young man quickly went to work putting Orihime's eye back into its rightful place. It only took a short moment for him to place it into the eye socket but just as he did the tattoo on Orihime's chest began to glow.
"Shit, she's transforming already! Damn it got to hurry" the young man cursed and quickly went to work chanting a healing spell that would undo the damage he had done. "…let this wound be undone, heal that which I have scared, realign that which I have distorted, Diarahan!" The young man chanted as a pinkish aura began to surround him before quickly moving in a somewhat gas like towards Orihime's right eye socket and eyeball. The spell quickly went to work, repairing the severed eyeball and undoing the cuts and scrapes that now littered Orihime's right eye socket. The young man concentrated, he had to or else the spell would only heal part of the damage leaving the eye a hindrance and a potential hazard for what he had in store for the girl! Luckily the healing spell worked and just in time too as Orihime was about to fully transform!
Orihime's skin became pitch black but then was quickly covered by pitch white armor that reflected her figure. The armor resembled that of a cross between a white dress and pitch white armor. The dress part came down all the way to Orihime's ankles an and her feet became that of bright white heels, a sharp blade like tip appeared at the bottom of the heel only to disappear the next second as it was acting on remote impulse. Orihime's face became covered in a strange mask that was pitch white on top but pitch black on the bottom. Two strange triangles then appeared on the mask where Orihime's eyes usually were, however only one of triangles showered Orihime's eye which coincidently was that of her right eye which now was the color of a dark crimson red while the other triangle was a dark blood red!
"GAH It hurts AHH" Orihime screamed underneath the mask as her transformation continued. Soon her arms were covered by what seemed like long sleeves that stopped just short of her hands creating a somewhat v-shape on both sides of her hands.
"It'll all be over soon. Just bare it, you'll feel much better soon." The young man explained only for Orihime to suddenly snap one of her arms free and grab the man by the throat.
"You BASTARD! What have YOU DONE to ME" Orihime roared as her voice took on a slightly demonic tone!
"I-"however before the young man could speak anymore Orihime picked him up and threw the young man across the room while the rest of her body was still bound to the table! Clearly her strength had increased far beyond that of her normal limits. She was at least as strong as Chad now perhaps even more! Orihime marveled at her power before she quickly ripped the rest of her restraints off, freeing herself once and for all! After freeing herself, Orihime immediately bolted towards the young man who now was leaning helplessly against the door to the room, his head bleeding rather badly!
"Bastard! BASTARD! BASTARD!" Orihime screamed as she picked the young man up, once more by his throat, and threw him again across the room, this time into the very table she was once bound to.
"AGH" the young man gasped as he slammed into the table, impaling himself upon several of tools he once used on Orihime.
"I'll kill you" Orihime roared jumping onto the young man and began punching him in the face, each hit was struck with enough force that would crush a truck!
"P-pr*punch!*inc *punch! Punch!*ess*punch*" the young man tried to say but Orihime's constant battering interrupted his words. However Orihime suddenly pulled her fist back as if reading to strike the killing blow. "Princess! PRINCESS! PRINCESS!" the young man screamed repeatedly as Orihime fired her punch at the young man only to be stopped moments from contact!
The mark on Orihime's chest appeared once more, this time the kanji was a blaze with a bright blue color which seemed to cause Orihime a great deal of agony as her body began to twitch and spasm just like she did when she first transformed.
"GAH! What's HAPPEN-ing to ME! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" Orihime screamed as she began to shift back into her normal human self. With one final bit of strength, Orihime used her sharpened bright white nails to slash five very long and very deep cuts across the young man's right eye. "An eye for an eye…" Orihime gasped before collapsing on top of young man, garbed in a bright white dress that slightly resembled the one she was wearing formally wearing before entering the hospital and this crazy world.
"At least the safe guard works…" the young man muttered to himself as the girl on top of him slept somewhat peacefully on his chest. The young man gently removed his right arm that had been pinned underneath the girl when she had fallen on him and moved his right hand to the soon to be newly formed scars across his right eye. He gently placed his hand over his right eye which was bleeding profusely and then spoke "…just a little longer, please allow this body to last just a little bit longer" before he began to cast a small healing spell on himself. Soon the young man felt the blood on his face as it shrink to slow a gentle trickle before ceasing to bleed all together.
The man let out a slow yet apparent sigh before closing his eyes and falling asleep. He hoped that the sleep would comfort him in a way that the healing spell could not. Sure the spell had healed his injuries minus the scar across his eye of course but it did little to ease the young man's mental damage. So many of those he had tried to save only for them to turn on him and nearly end his life. All in the span of a short few days, at least to a normal persons sense of time. However to the young man it felt like only seconds had passed since his last little 'fight'.
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It was a few minutes to the young man, but hours ago to any other. He was performing much of the same procedure he had used on the girl, however instead of doing what he did with the girl i.e. placing a small safe guard, in order to prevent the inevitable breaking free. He instead thought it would be unnecessary. In hindsight it was a mistake that cost him greatly!
The man he had transformed was an odd one, having already undergone several former transformations before arriving at the hospital, he somehow was returned to his, guess to be, normal form. The man had long brown hair and was garbed in pitch white clothing, resembling something of a swordsman. Perhaps he used a blade before arriving here?
Regardless the procedure was very much the same though oddly enough there was less screaming this time around, indeed the man was strong. Very strong because the second the Magatama entered his body he didn't grunt nor groan. It was as if pain no longer affected him, he almost resembled a demon in that manner. Though the brown haired man proved a little too resilient to pain!
Instead of screaming in agony like the girl did when she first transformed, he instead laughed! It was a wicked malice filled laugh as he underwent his metamorphosis turning into some sort of eldritch abomination. However once the laughing man was fully transformed he immediately shifted back to his human form, without the help of a safe guard or of the result of feeling tired or drain. He did it himself and at such a speed it gave the young man slight whiplash.
Then he spoke, his tone filled with deceit and malice yet also calm and cunning.
"Thank you for the power. I'll be sure to use it responsibly" that was a lie because the man immediately blasted the young man with a powerful spell know as 'Megido' by the denizens of this new world, knocking the young man out for several hours.
When the young man finally came to, the brown haired man was gone, as well as several other Magatama. The man must've taken them but the real question was why? This question still bothered the young man to this very day.
"Just why, no one can handle more than one Magatama at a time. Not even the most powerful of humans. So why take ten of them" The young man muttered to himself as he stood up from the table, leaving the woman to lye somewhat awkwardly on the metal table. The young man quickly turned around and scooped the woman up in hand, she was a bit heavy but the young man managed to walk without too much strain on his muscles. He carried her out into the hallway before entering another room, inside the room there were several beds, all veering in plain white sheets and pure white colored pillows. The young man quickly walked over to one of the beds and gently placed the woman onto the bed.
"Kurosaki-kun" the woman muttered in her sleep as she tried to reach out for someone, possible this Kurosaki-kun? The young man watched her for a moment before leaning down and whispered something into her ear.
"Don't worry, I'll always be here to protect you, Orihime" the young man whispered into the woman's ear, though his voice was not his own. It was instead the voice of the woman's true love, a simple trick, but it would allow the woman peace of mind for the moment…that is until she awoke and found no sign of her beloved.
Okay chapter 2 all done. Hope you all liked it. Sorry if I grossed any of you out and all but thanks for sticking with it until this part. I can guaranty the next part will be less disgusting. So please look forward to that. Oh and feel free to speculate who the brown haired man is. I'd love to see your guesses. TILL NEXT TIME! PEACE OUT!