Ch 20: Shatter

Torino looked down on the storm of fury below him, wondering what had happened. He was able to reach the future, much like his sister had, yet he not seen this coming. Celia was emitting pure Diclonius energy. Her horns, they had elongated to the point of being 8 inches in length. But worst, her vectors had increased in both power and size. The pain of his one arm still echoing inside of his brain. Her face was far too serious, something had happened to her. She had changed.

Enraged, Kakuzawa Torino threw another arm out, his patience now finished. He yelped as this arm too was cut off as easily as the next one.

"Humans mistreated me, humans are scum." Celia moaned, not even looking at Torino right now. Her vectors shot up, cutting into his face as began to cry out in misery. The vectors were too long, too powerful. He roared with insufferable hate.

"Those humans, they took everything away from me." She said to herself but loud enough for Torino to hear. "My mother, my father…they killed them in cold blood."

What the hell was she talking about? Torino didn't give a damn about her family history, he wanted her dead. More so he wanted that damn arm of his to stop bleeding, God it hurt like a bitch! His next fist flew from behind, and was blocked by the vector. He pushed, and yet it would not budge.

"I hate humans."

She was alone crying silently in the room. She could hear the voices yelling at her parents, oh how she wished to come in there. Her parents had forbidden it though. "Run Celia! Run into the room and don't come out until I tell you!" Her mother had told her. She could hear her father yelling, cursing. She cringed at his harsh words, daddy never got angry like that. How long would she have to stay in here? The arguing grew louder.

Then she heard the first shot.

On instinct she got up and ran to the door, but stopped. She had heard the scream next, her small hand had gone to the door.

"Mommy." Celia said aloud, covering her mouth instantly when voices she didn't know started yelling. She heard commotions at the end of the door. A fight, more swear words and then another gunshot. She backed away, looking around. She was so scared…so timid.

She ran to the end of the room, opened the closet door and shut it. She grabbed a stuffed panda and held it close to her chest. She was breathing heavily. There was a loud crash and she heard voices inside the room. She concentrated and saw the thin vaporous object that looked like a hand. She held it in front of her, still clutching the stuffed animal.

She could hear them coming.

They came. Guns pointed at her, so many of them. She cried, throwing her vector out in self defense. There was a loud groan from one of them. She had pushed him away but caused no visible damage. It was enough for them though, they shot her in the leg. She cried out in pain, her vector disappearing on the spot.

The next thing she remembered, she was strapped and in a cage.

Lucy looked over her shoulder as Nana came rushing in. She had told her to stay away but under the circumstances knew why she had returned. "Do you feel that Lucy." she said.

"I do." Lucy replied, looking to the right. "It's…Celia." She said.

"But it feels so different…it feels…"

"Like mine." Lucy finished her sentence. "She has the same energy signal as I do." She bowed her head. "But…it similar to that one time. When those soldiers came into the house and shot Kouta. When I was so angry and saddened. That's what I feel."

Nana nodded in agreement. "Celia." Nana mumbled.

Most of the Diclonius and the current area were either dead or gone. Lucy had done much of the act, but Nana had been forced to kill too. Killing was not her style, it had been hellish doing it once, but this many times.

They raced off to the direction of Celia's energy signal.

"What did I ever do to humans. So I have no choice but to kill them. They wouldn't give me a chance and I won't give them a chance." Celia said to the enraged Torino. "You are not a god Kakuzawa Torino."

"Not a god?" He groaned, lifting up a hand and throwing it down. Her vectors reached up and caught it. Holding it there. "I am not a god you say?" He threw another arm down, she caught it just as easily. Another hand, caught again.

"I'LL SHOW YOU!" He roared, throwing his entire body forward now. This time Celia's expression turned serious. Her vectors came out and started ripping and tear. His mass came down, his body heavy. Even her vectors were beginning to strain. Her teeth ground against each other as his ugly head came down to her, pushing. Eyes widening, she felt her body struggling under the absolute pressure of his physical mass. She fell to her knee, desperately trying to keep the monster from ending her life.

"I WILL NEVER LOSE TO YOU! I WILL NEVER DIE! GODS LIVE FOREVER! I AM A GOD!" He pushed down hard. Her vectors tore through another arm, yet his mass only increased. He was going to crush her into nothingness. She was visibly straining against him.

"I AM A GOD!" He yelled again.

This is the man who had ruined her life. This dark cold man, who would kill hundreds of her own kind just to satiate his lust for power. This man, Kakuzawa Torion who she has feared for her entire life. She, can no longer allow his vicious world survive anymore. Celia is absolutely afraid of Torino, he is a nightmare in her life that sends shivers down her spine every time she even thinks about his name. But she won't let him win, she won't let his dark design last any longer. She would be an end to his mad god once and for all.

"I am really sick of him."

"You are nothing." Celia said. She let lose her vectors, she flew them out and Torino felt everything being ripped apart. He felt all of his arms torn off and flung in separate directions. He felt an almighty pain in his cranium. Vectors slid into his face, slid into each. He was blind now, he cold see nothing but he could certainly feel everything. All the ripping, tearing and destruction.

Torino was sinking into the water, his head was lighter…for it had been cut in half. His last thoughts exiting out of his dying mind.

"Kakuzawa Torino. You are special, those horns represent you. You are part of the proud race of gods."

"You were a fool father…just like I was…" Torino thought dimly falling down into the darkness of his own mixture. "There is no such thing as gods…"

"…gods…"

"…are just myths."