Ch 17: Wicked Brewage
"Fire!"
fThe Diclonius rushed through the hallways, blocking the bullets that came. Such pathetic things these humans were, they deserved to die pathetically. Vectors whipped out, taking of hands which held the guns. The soldiers screamed, looking at their own besmirched appendages. Their heads were ripped off, and who was in the middle of this carnage? Celia slowly made her way through the hallways, killing all humans she could reach. They were nothing to her, none of them were. She caught one of the soldiers by the head and brought him to her face. Her dark smirk was etched into his face as he felt something being pulled. Celia turned his head away as he barfed up his own blood. His spine had been ripped from his back. Pleased with her work, she used the body as a shield to block the incoming bullets. How foolish these humans were.
However she had more pressing matters at hand. The Diclonius were overrunning the facility, easily taking over. Whom they didn't kill, which was few, they tortured. To prove to humanity that they were on the top now. 8 Diclonius had come with Celia, eager to help out their Queen in which anyways possible. Celia walked through the hallways, and stopped in front of an army of armed guards.
"Do you really think you can stop me. In fact, I wonder why you have the audacity to even challenge me." She said tauntinfgly. They fired, their bullets blocked. She slowly walked their way, eyeing the large doors that the soldiers stood in front. Her crimson eyes narrowed, that feeling…every step she took it grew stronger. Her stomach knotted almost, she would have to get rid of this feeling. Whatever was behind that door, was the cause of this awful energy.
Keiko screamed as his fellow soldiers were ripped apart. Their bones and blood hitting his face as he cried out. How the hell did he get himself into this kind of mess! Oh dear God someone save him! He saw a figure, the 17 year old girl looking at him glee. Celia bent down so that he leveled with his head. He shook, relieving himself from his fear. She contemplated exactly what she was going to do with him. Upon deciding she put her Vectors in side his chest and systematically began breaking every single rib. Her other Vector came to his mouth, stopping his screams.
"Nah…ah..ah." She chided, shaking a finger disapprovingly. "Enjoy it, enjoy every waking moment of this pain. This is what we felt when you tortured us! Enjoy it, savior it. Die."
She ripped him in half, throwing the two split ends away. At the door, she let the energy soak her. That energy would be destroyed and whoever was behind it. Slowly, she opened the door.
"Greeting Queen Celia." Torino said casually, standing up behind his desk. His cropped brown hair, his white business suit. His smug, indifferent attitude. He was exactly as Celia remembered. The Diclonius stood in awe at the underground cavern, the ocean in view. Some shook involuntarily. Whatever that energy was, it was in the water behind where Torino Kakuzawa now stood. Where confidence was once shining, fear begins to take place. This is the man that the Diclonius know and more important fear. This is the wicked man in the white suit, Kakuzawa Torino. A name known throughout the Diclonius community and the one name that strikes trepidation into their hearts. The mere sight of him is enough to send smirks down and sweats to drop from their faces.
"Kakuzawa Torino" Celia said, using the familiar Japanese last name, first name. "Long time no see." Despite her mock politeness, she too is beginning to sweat, even more than the others.
"Long time no see too Queen Celia." He responded politely. Some of the Diclonius shook with anger, how dare this human talk so casually with their Queen.
"What are you doing here, Kakuzawa." Celia demanded, looking at the ocean behind Torino. She noticed the water was murky black, thick and oily.
"This will never have to be explained if you are willing to reason. I too wish to have the Diclonius prosper, but you will need my help with it. How long will you wait until a Pure Male Diclonius comes, a true king. My step brother, Franco was the hope you had and he is dead. How long will you search. Join with me, and we will make the Diclonius race prosper."
Celia almost gagged. "Have sex with you! Dirty human hypocrite!"
"Dirty? Of course it is, trust me I really have no desires to touch your disgusting body. But it is for the sake of our kind." He pushed the waves of his hair out out the way showing his horns. Some of the Diclonius are startled and Celia stares at it for a while before turning back to Torino as he speaks. "Perhaps a true King Diclonius will come, perhaps not. Will you really wish to wait for something that may never come? I am the closest thing that you will get to a pure fertile male Diclonius. Join with me, Queen Celia."
"You must be more cracked in the head than I thought." Celia yelled, bringing out her vectors menacingly. "How about you tell me what the hell you've been doing here!"
Torino sighed. "Very well then, if you had refused my offer this was to be plan B. I took in over 250 Diclonius and had them murdered, their bodies and blood were dropped and mixed together to make this mixture. This is the mixture that will make a god. But if you are willing to reason with me, I will not have to go to such measures."
"You…bastard!" Celia said shock, the others agreeing. "You kill my own kind and then have the nerve to talk to me about being your mate! I'll you my answer, I'll kill you! I will kill you for every Diclonius you have ever killed!"
"Is that your final answer?" Torino asked, looking nonplussed. "Exactly human. I'll never join with some scum human like you. You think those horns make you a Diclonius, you don't even produce the energy of a siplitet." Celia retorted.
"You…will not join with me?"
"No."
"Fine then. I tried to reason with you and this is your answer. Then you are right, I am not a Diclonius. Your choice has affected my answer so here it is…"
He spread his arms out. The other Diclonius getting ready to attack. "If you are so foolish as to claim yourself superior, I will imbed fear and hopelessness into your heats. I, Torino Kakuzawa, last of the Kakuzawa lineage will show you what it is to be a god. Now you foolish little children, I think it's time I severed you all from this thing you call life.
His eyes closed.
"Gods, Kakuzawa Torino! We are Gods! We are beyond anything now, do you understand!"
"Yes father…I finally understand."
Celia and the others gasped as Torino fell through the murky substance behind him. Sinking down into it. They waited, to see if anything had happened. After a minute they started to think that perhaps he had drowned, committed suicide.
It entered his mouth, his eyes and ears. He felt their influence inside of him. Vectors, horns, no more did matter. He felt the power inside of him growing. 250 Diclonius sacrificed for this one purpose. For him to become a god, that was all that mattered now. He would become what he detested now, he would become an actor in the play. He would then pull the curtain down, on this charade.
He was a god now.
The low rumbling finally caught their attentions. The water bubbling where Torino had fallen. The froth increased, the rumbling grew louder. The ground was shaking as waves hit the shore. Something large was brewing, but Celia and the others held their ground. Suddenly screams came about. Celia turned wildly as the ground cracked around her. Some of the Diclonius being pulled under by something. Celia danced around the room, as she watched her Diclonius comrades being pulled under by some unknown force. She jumped again, coming over to the far end of the lake. She was the only one left. Something was coming up, she prepared herself for whatever it was.
It came.
Woe betide the horrors that last forever in her mind. For Celia's entire life he has stood there watching her with his murderous eyes. He has killed her kind with no apprehension and has murdered them before her with no self recollection. By god she is so afraid of that man because he is so cruel. Kakuzawa Torino, the personification of Celia's absolute worst fears. Fears that at the moment, rise onto a new level of terror.
Even The Voice, could not help but feel a flicker of horror. A chill ran down Celia's spine as a gargantuan swollen arm crashed out of the water, hitting the ground. It was massive, at least 70 meters long. Another arm came out, just as large, just as swollen. Another arm came, another until at last 10 gruesome arms either clung to the shore, or floated in mid air attached to something. That something soon emerged. Celia was forced to look up as she saw it. A head, a colossal head, the cranium swollen and at least 6 slanted eyes on it. The skin dark brown and all six eyes found their sights locked on the petrified girl.
"20 years ago my father had our sister Anna undergo an experiment that would allow her to become a goddess. I believed such a notion was false, but he proved me wrong. Anna did become a goddess, but she also became a monster. A true hellish creation of God's work. Now look at me, Queen Celia, I too have joined that cause. I am Kakuzawa Torino. God of the Diclonius and humans, and for your foolish actions…
I will send you to the abyss."