you know bloodbathsucks, you really do amuse me. i can put whatever the fuck i want in my stories whether you like it or not. if i want to put a rapist in the first chapter, then i will if i please. for someone who hates this website you're on it a hell of a lot. guilty pleasure? if you're gonna be reading this story keep in mind that there will be tons of bloodshed so get the fuck over it. it's also rate M for mature so maybe now you should take some time to grow the fuck up. why don't you write a story and send it to me, huh? if you're so sure of yourself then by all means write one, you fucking pussy. also, where's your account? are you afraid that i'll send you a message? you must be if you're too pathetic to grow some balls and do it. whatever, cuz everyone here can write a story and you're too fucking stupid to do one.
here is something bloodbathsucks would write: Takuya wanted to buy a sandwich because he was hungry but he didn't have any money. So he stole it. Then a hobo came a long and hit him with a baseball bat and told him to give him the sandwich. So he did and then he didn't have a sandwich any more. The end. (even though you're a douche, i figured that i would at least put in the correct spelling and mostly correct grammar for you to use as a reference ^_^) so good luck with your story.
to everyone else: keep in mind that takuya is satan's son, so he's gonna be doing some pretty bad shit. but don't worry, that thing with zoe was only a one time thing. it worked out with the story-line so i did it. so im sorry if i traumatized anyone ^_^ now without further ado, i now present chapter 8. enjoy!
Worlds Collide
Chapter 8
The next day
"What the hell is the matter with me? Am I losing my mind?" Takuya asked.
The man chained to the wall replied with a bloody cough as Takuya drove his fist into his stomach.
"I mean, seriously. I'm not supposed to be feeling these kind of emotions. What do you think?"
"Fuck you," the man cursed, splattering crimson spots onto Takuya's face.
The brunette sighed. "Nothing makes sense anymore. I'm so fucking lost right now."
"Let me go!" The man pulled at his restraints. "Get me the hell outta here!"
Takuya ignored him and picked up a saw. "I'm supposed to loathe every creature out there. What makes her so special? What do you think, John?"
The man glared at him. "You don't have the right to call me by my name!"
"Eh, just shut up before I cut your tongue out." Takuya began to saw John's hand off at the wrist.
"Stop it!" John screamed, feeling his blood gushing out. "You fucking maniac! Aaahhhhhhh!"
Within seconds the man's severed hand fell to the floor, but Takuya didn't notice and continued to saw into the wooden table holding John up.
"This fucking blows. I need to figure out what the hell I'm gonna do...." Takuya spotted the twitching hand on the floor. "Oh, I didn't realize it was already off."
"You stupid bastard!" John yelled, tears of agony rolling down his face. "I'm going to kill you!"
Takuya rolled his eyes. "Yeah, good one. Now enough of your problems. Let's focus on mine."
The man looked at him unbelievingly. "Are you fucking kidding?! Your problems?! My hand is on the floor, dammit!"
"It'll regenerate when I'm done killing you this time around. So quit whining," Takuya snapped. "I should probably just go back and finish her off before I start causing trouble."
"I hate you!" John screamed. "Whoever the hell you're talking about, I hope she rips you to shreds!"
Takuya smirked. "Good idea." With that, he pulled out a sword.
"W-what are you gonna do with that thing?"
"Rip you to shreds," he replied nonchalantly. "You know, start with your skin, then your veins, then your muscles....."
The man burst out crying. "No, please don't!"
"I figured you would like this method. After all, it is one of your personal favorites."
"No, I'm begging you!" John shrieked.
Takuya shrugged. "I'm too lazy to do that anyway, so I'll just dismember you for now."
An hour later, Takuya emerged from the room, mopping the bloodstains off his clothes with a rag. For now, he simply set the room on fire, leaving the man to slowly burn until the next demon showed up to take over.
Kouji walked up to him, rolling his eyes. "Your father still isn't sure what he wants to do."
"At this rate, nothing's gonna get done," Takuya muttered, walking down the corrider.
"So, what are you gonna do?" Kouji asked.
"What the fuck can I do? It's not my place to come up with plans without his permission first."
Kouji sighed, exasperated. "But he's too friggen senile at this point to think clearly. You have to talk some sense into him."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Takuya walked towards the main dungeon and turned left. "If you're gonna stay out here, then keep quiet."
"Okay. Try to convince him to-"
"Just shut up for now," Takuya interrupted. "I know what I'm doing."
His black-haired friend snorted. "Well, pardon me."
Takuya ignored him and slowly turned the doornob, made out of a human bone.
"Father?"
Within the shadows, a deep cough could be heard. "Come in."
The brunette entered the room and closed the door behind him. A dark mahogany bed was in the center, adoned with silver-coated skulls. Chains hung from the ceiling, with a human corpse rotting amongst the tangle. A bloody trail reached from one of the room to another and human sized chamber stood in the corner. Weak moans could be heard from inside, its melancholy sound echoing slightly.
"I need to talk to you about something."
Although his father was sitting in the shadows, Takuya could clearly see his crimson eyes glowing. "Oh? And what would that be? Perhaps about my 'stupid' plans as you called them?"
"No, I-"
"I know exactly what you said," his father replied. "I may be sick, Takuya, but I'm no fool. Everyone here thinks I'm on my deathbed."
Takuya raised an eyebrow. "You mean you're not?"
The Devil picked up a silver goblet of blood and emptied its contents into his mouth. "Of course not. I am simply putting on a facade to see if anyone thinks I'm getting too old and senile. On the contrary, I couldn't be healthier. It was necessary to make sure no one would try to commit treason in my 'weakened' state."
Takuya sighed. "Well, whether or not you are sick, I still need to talk to you. I don't think your plans are stupid, but there are better ways to go about it."
"My son, I am the ruler of Hell. I have been since before time. You may not see it, but I know how to do my job and I don't appreciate you thinking otherwise."
"I know you can do your job. But no offense, but the plan you came up with wasn't the greatest and I figured you would have a new one by now," Takuya replied.
He heard a low chuckle. "Patience. I have plenty of time to concoct a new strategy. In the meantime, just do your job and you are forbidden to leave Hell until then."
Takuya frowned. "Why?"
"Takuya, it is not your job to go up to earth to kill people for fun. It is your job to collect their souls and torture them once they fall into Hell. I let you go around and do as you please, but with Heaven knowing what we're up to, I refuse to take that risk."
"But are you sure you don't want me to help you think of a new strategy?" Takuya asked, clearly losing his patience. "I'm the best when it comes to plans."
"Next to me," the Devil growled. "You may be my spawn, but until my death comes, you will always be below me. Don't you ever forget that. You are still young and have much learning to do. If you ever hope to claim the throne, then you had better straighten up. You may be cruel and sadistic enough, but you need to learn the rules. I suggest you begin to learn them."
"But-"
His father cut him off. "You are dismissed. Oh, and don't tell anyone of my actual condition. Not even Kouji, who I know is outside the door. Kouji, get in here!"
Kouji sheepishly walked in. "How's it going?"
"I am not amused by your eavesdropping," Satan hissed. "Did you happen to hear anything?"
Kouji swallowed. "No, sir. I swear, I didn't."
"Good. Next time you try that, you will not be let off so easily. However, I'm feeling strangely generous today so I will allow you to leave without me ripping one of your wings out."
"Y-yes, understood," Kouji stuttered.
"Very well. Now go oblige to your jobs and make sure the demons stay in line. And remember, Takuya. You are not to go to earth until you have my word. Both of you get out."
"Yes, sir." Takuya and Kouji headed out the door.
Although Takuya was seething, Kouji was still somewhat nervous.
"Your dad scares the shit outta me sometimes." He shook his head. "How do you put up with him?"
"I'm used to it by now. He doesn't intimidate me," Takuya replied icily. "Go take care of your prisoner for now. I have work to attend to."
Kouji muttered, but didn't dare to argue. Takuya could be just as scary as his father if he was angry enough. Within minutes Takuya was standing before one of his victims. Unfortunately for that woman, he was particularly enraged.
While he tortured her, he remained silent. He ignored her wails as he used a knife to cut her tongue out.
Finally, after pulling out most of her internal organs, he decided to decapitate her. Takuya watched as her head thudded to floor and gave a bored sigh. The day slowly dragged on, much to his displeasure.
He felt as though he was beginning to lose his sanity. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't not get his mind off that little blond angel. There were so many emotions running through him, he couldn't think straight. Anger. Lust. Hate. Annoyance. Greed. Most of all, he felt emptiness. He was angry she had dared to stop him, yet he craved her every being. Hatred rushed through him as well, for he despised anything that was not filled with evil and darkness. Although he was aggrivated by his feelings for her, he desired for her to be his. And only his. On top of everything else, he had felt more complete when he was with her. Complete, he scoffed. Listen to yourself. You are pathetic. You are the son of Satan, and she is merely a disposable pawn of Heaven. She doesn't even come close to your ranking.
"Shut up," he grumbled to himself.
After contemplating for a few moments, he had made a decision. It wouldn't come into play until night, but by then, there would be no turning back.
I need to see that angel again...and maybe this time I should take a different approach.
alright, zoe wasn't in this chapter, but don't worry. she'll be in the next one. i hope you liked this chapter so review please ^_^ see ya later