Rosario to vampire Time, Place, Destiny! Chapter 59 Death of Innocence!
Warning this chapter contains discriptions of death, canibilism and child abuse .
"Wake up!" A loud voice cried as a cold darkness greeted Ranma a blurry form in front of him delivered a hard harsh slap to his face. He let out a cry of pain only to receive another slap to his face once more.
"Silence child!" Another strike to Ranma's face was swiftly delivered.
"You will never cry again for if you do this will be your reward." A cold voice said as the person struck Ranma once more on his face.
The stench of dirt, blood and a sickly smell like rotten eggs assaulted Ranma's sensitive little nose. He slowly opened his three eyes and looked around. Despite the darkness Ranma could see and the little yasha shivered as he found himself laying in a pile of mangled human limbs and blood. All around Ranma in the cold cramped room lay yellow greenish heads as their flesh decayed adding to their horrified expressions.
They gazed at Ranma with cold lifeless eyes. Along with green rotten fingers, toes, arms and legs all of which formed a disguising mattress against the cold hard concrete floor. Standing in front of him Ranma recognized was the man dressed in the long black cloak. His bald head reflected the gleam of the single pale light bulb that hung down from the ceiling above him. All around him echoed in human screams.
The man with the baled head picked him up and Ranm wisely didn't struggle. The man took Ranma in his arms and lifted him from the pile of dead bodies. Taking Ranma in his arms he wrapped him snuggly into the comfort of his jet black robes and stepped out of the dark metal shipping crate and into a room which was not as dark but still provided Ranma with little light not nearly as much as he was used to. The dim lights that dangled from the ceiling of the large warehouse cast a eerie glow all around he.
The man sat Ranma down in a large high chair which was behind a large wooden table. The highchair in which Ranma sat had large spots of red on it which looked like blood stains.
The bald man then turned and addressed Ranma who was shivering as the screams in which he had listened to seemed to sound closer as well as louder.
"Your pathetic little family gave you to me, for they grew tired of you and your constant whining for attention! I am Gregory." Gregory said in a thick Russian accent.
"Now I don't love you and I never will. The best you can ever hope to grain from me is my respect and my pride nothing more. You will learn what I teach you even if I have to beat my skills into you. If you refuse then, then I have no use for you and I will kill you."
Gregory walked into the shadows for a moment only to return carrying two things. A small pale gray urn and a large silver tray upon which sat two human hearts covered with blood. Gregory placed the tray on the table in front of Ranma and said.
"You must be hungry here eat. If you refuse to eat and enjoy what I give you then I will beat you until you're unconscious." Gregory said coldly as he removed a sharp knife and a fork from within his robes and stabbed at the nearest heart with it. He began to cut it into small portions for Ranma. He took one piece with his fork and brought it to Ranma's lips.
Ranma keep his mouth closed that is until Gregory reached up and grabbed Ranma's lower jaw forcing it open while shoving the morsel inside his mouth. He then placed his hand over Ranma's nose and mouth cutting off his air supply forcing the baby to swallow the disgusting morsel. It went on the same way as Gregory forced Ranma to ingest all of the heart. Gregory delivered another slap to Ranma's face using his backhand. Surprisingly Ranma did not vomit as he watched Gregory slice his and quickly ate with gusto as a human would a juicy stake.
"Its tastes like venison. Doesn't it? Now then you can not learn from me unless you respect the teacher….." Gregory chuckled darkly as he grabbed the urn and took the lid off of it. He poured the ash into one of his hands and blew it into Ranma's face. The ash swirled around in the air all around him forming a ghostly image all around Ranma.
The little yasha held his breath for as long as he could but eventually a few seconds later as Gregory knew he would Ranma took a breath and in doing so the ghostly entity invaded him forcing himself into Ranma's body and mind making him a slave to the spirits will. Gregory then walked into the shadows of the warehouse and returned a few minutes later with a small bundle wrapped up in a blue blanket. He laid it out on the table along with a butcher knife. Suddenly the bundle began to move ever so slightly.
Out of the blanket a small hand peeked out. A loud cry echoed from the human baby however Gregory ignored it as he took Ranma out of the high chair and sat him down in front of the baby and the butcher knife. Ranma, his body under control of the spirit, was forced watch as he lifted his arm up and grasped the handle of the knife; the angry spirit making use of his yasha strength and speed as he forced Ranma to swiftly chop up the innocent defenseless human baby to bits of blood and flesh. Gregory smiled as he watched.
The bald necromancer then reached forward plucking the knife away from Ranma's hand like many a parent would do to their own children and he placed his other hand over Ranma's heart. A ghostly smoky green aura began to emulate from his hand as the ghostly image of a angry cut up human face briefly overshadowed Ranma's own as the spirit screamed as Gregory's tendrils of energy ripped it from Ranma's body. The spirit screamed as it was then absorbed into Gregory's flesh, the necromancer using it to give himself life.
Gregory then picked up Ranma who began to cry and scream horrified at what he had been forced to be a part of. He began to cry in shock and emotional pain only for Gregory to give him another slap to the face sending Ranma into unconsciousness. Gregory then picked Ranma up and carried him deeper into the shadows of the dark warehouse.
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