Disclaimer: Alright folks here's the deal, I'm sorry if I threw the rape scene last chapter at you pretty strongly. That was probably the most emotionally driven piece I've ever written. Again, it's never my intent to glorify such a vicious act. It all simply plays into the story.
Just a head's up, after this chapter I'll get back to the main story. Only a few more chapters before this saga finally concludes.
Coming up, we see the early days of Kazuya's tutelage under Klaus. His powers grow and he gains complete mastery over them. But there is a growing darkness inside him that seems to relish whenever he kills another human being. Moreover, the young Kazuya soon becomes distrusting of his new mentor in Klaus who seems to have ulterior motive for wanting to wield the young boy. What will happen that drastically alters the destiny of Kazuya? Find out!
Also; I made an error last chapter. Kazuya was intended to be eight years old rather than ten, my mistake.
Chapter Forty Six- Ghosts from Yesterday: Kazuya's Origin Part II
"Begin Phase 1 Clinical Trials"
The lights immediately dimmed, barely casting an ambient glow in the chamber. The video cameras used high tech imagery to pick up the movement inside. He stood, surrounded by about seven crouching figures that occasionally hissed and moaned. He didn't even flinch as they crept closer. Dressed only in loose black pants, his torso was completely bare, as were his feet. Still, he seemed unusually calm and collected.
The first vampire jumped forward, swiping at his head. He ducked and side stepped. A second and third attacked only to find their attacks miss entirely. Growling and hissing they inched closer intending to surround him entirely.
"Did you see that?! Those speed and reflexes, it's unparalleled. And he's just a boy!"
"Yes I see. Still the odds are against him, he's facing seven vampires. Let's see how he really does"
The vampires snarled and jumped in the air, towards their quarry. Slowly lifting his head up, he concentrated. Raising his hands he crossed them both before giving a primal shout as he waved them, expelling a massive force of energy that rocked the room and sent the vampires flying back, smashing into the ground and walls with great force.
But he was not done.
Pointing his finger, he released a beam of pitch black energy which entirely vaporized his fallen opponents.
With a satisfied grunt he nodded his head. "I'm done, open up"
Kazuya watched as the doors to the chamber opened and he slowly exited into the lab area where a team of doctors were raving over the recorded video feed.
"Everything checks out. Klaus will be most pleased" one said writing on a notepad.
Kazuya narrowed his eyes, "Where is he? I need to see him"
"Mind your tongue boy, His Greatness does not just take an audience casually"
Kazuya stared, hard, for some time. "Either you take me to see him, or I begin Phase 2 trials, with you as my target"
That seemed to stir something. Moments later Kazuya was taken into Klaus' throne room, greeted earnestly by the mastermind behind the rising group known as LOD.
"You wished to speak with me, Kazuya?" Klaus asked, seated at his throne and staring down.
Kazuya took a few steps forward before pausing. "It's been seven years. I want those men. No more killing enemies to your cause Klaus and no more sending me to kill of random thugs. The whole reason I came with you was you promised you could satiate my vengeance. Well, time to satiate"
Klaus began laughing, collecting himself as he shook his head. "Indeed I did promise that. Very well, you can begin with your first target"
Klaus took Kazuya to a meeting room in one of the hideouts lower chambers. There he tossed several files onto a steel table as Kazuya began looking through them.
"His name, is William Cartwright. Aged 45, he stands about 5'7 and weighs roughly 177 pounds. He runs a tavern downtown, all sorts of seedy character associate with his establishment. The reality is that he's been sought after by the police for an assortment of sordid activities: Prostitution, extortion, racketeering, rape, homicide, arson. It goes on" Klaus explained.
Kazuya casually flipped through the files. One detailed the latest charges brought up against William including the awful beating death of several prostitutes believed to be employed by him. He gripped the sheet tighter, feeling his temper flaring.
"Kazuya, before I give you this task understand something: Why do you desire revenge, exactly what is your goal?" Klaus asked curiously.
Kazuya stared, not sure if that were a serious question. 'Because I want the monsters who took my mother away from me"
"Ah yes, but still. Think on this Kazuya; for all these years I have honed your skills. Your enormous fighting talent and abilities all finely honed, just to take out some low level thugs and street trash? Far be it. Kazuya, your abilities are being pursued towards a higher goal. I will ask you this, why did those men do what they did?"
Kazuya didn't respond, staring with growing frustration and annoyance. Klaus soon answered for him. "Because of sin, Kazuya. Sin is what causes men and women to do terrible and awful things. Humans choose to sin, because they defy their Creator. They defy the will of God and want to be the center of their own mastery".
Kazuya froze; this sounded very similar to what his mother explained when he asked her why people sin.
"Your hunt is not just to punish these men for their crimes. You are judging them Kazuya. You are punishing sinners" Klaus said taking a step forward. Kazuya narrowed his eyes. "Sinners? Me punishing them?"
"Yes, it's why your clan existed. Your blessed abilities are a weapon of Heaven, a tool of God to exact his wrath and revulsion against all sinners and law breakers" Klaus said nodding his head. "I will give you the funds, the weapons and equipment. Now go Kazuya, make this man pay for your mother's death"
Kazuya remained silent, before he slowly turned and exited the room. Moments later, a second individual stepped from out the shadows. She was a beautiful woman with long blonde hair.
"Did he really believe all that bullshit about God and sin?" she asked giving a mock laugh. Klaus chuckled, "Come now Victoria. He is merely a boy. But he is progressing far more than I could have anticipated. Soon, soon we will have him right where I need him to be" Klaus chuckled.
Elsewhere…
William staggered outside, steadying himself on the railing as he regained his balance. His head hurt, feeling like he went toe to toe with Mike Tyson. Locking the back door he hiccupped and groaned as he continued on.
What a day, an absolutely shitty day. He couldn't wait to get it over with. Good thing his car was only twenty feet away.
William walked down the long alleyway, not aware he was being watched carefully from one of the adjacent roof tops. Just as he reached his car he froze; hearing the faintest of noises behind him. He turned around quickly, reach behind his waist.
"Who's there? Come on, I ain't afraid of you!"
No reply, only utter silence as his eyes scanned the dark corners of the alley then to the fire escape on the far left side.
But William heard it again, a gentle rustling sound causing him to freeze. He turned around again, back facing his car.
"Well if you're coming motherfucker then come on!" he shouted.
That's when he made his move.
Kazuya was underneath his car, lying on his back. He pulled out a large knife, rolling on his side. With two swift moves he sliced out the back of William's heels, sending him crashing to the floor in a heap of pain as blood splurted out, staining the ground.
"Ahhhh! MOTHERFUCKER!" William cried out, rolling in pain as tears formed in his eyes.
Crawling from underneath the car, Kazuya slowly walked forward. He kicked his fallen opponent in the chest, sending him across the floor as he again cried. William gazed at his assailant and couldn't believe what he saw. He appeared to be a young boy, dressed in all black with a large hood pulled over his head. He couldn't be any older than 13 or 14.
"What the fuck man?! Who the fuck are you?!" he shouted only to be silenced as Kazuya buried his foot against his throat. Reaching up he slowly pulled his hood down.
'William Cartwright, I want you to listen very carefully. Listen to the tone of my voice, listen to how steady I speak. I'm going to begin asking you a series of questions. I expect full cooperation and honesty. If you lie to me, if you even think about being deliberately obtuse or falsifying any information I require, I will cut something off. And trust me when I say" Kazuya then reached behind, pulling yet another large knife, this one serrated as William's eyes widened.
"It will be something that you miss" he spoke lowly.
"Please….please don't kill me" he pleaded only to have Kazuya press his foot against his throat harder.
"First question, the murder of that woman, Annabelle Hale that you and your accomplices committed all those years ago. Who ordered the attack, and why?" Kazuya asked, staring down with the intensity of a predator zeroing in on its prey. William shook, "What are you talking about? Who the hell is Annabelle?"
Kazuya then grabbed his wrist, took the knife and sliced off three of his fingers as William gave an awful cry. "Again, who ordered it?"
"Look man I swear it wasn't me! I swear it! I just ran with those guys whenever we could get some money. No matter the job, we always had good results. I was just in it for the money! The head guy, Mickey Sawyer, that's who you want he knows everything!"
Kazuya paused, staring coldly before removing his foot. William was now bleeding over himself, staining his clothes and the ground. "Where can I find them, all of them? The ones who did that to my mother?"
William's face dropped, his stomach doing a flip flop as realization set in. He stared into Kazuya's eyes, those deep and intense brown eyes and he began to understand why this was happening.
"You're, her son?! I'm so sorry we did that to your mother! I tried to warn them, I tried stopping them! I told them not to take it that far but they wouldn't listen! We didn't wanna kill her, just rough her up a little!" William said hoping he could convince Kazuya.
Kazuya's eyes narrowed. He had a quick flashback to that terrible night. He recalled how he cowered in the attic above, watching these monsters assault his mother. William in particular taking sadistic delight, he was the one whom first began raping her.
A flash of rage filled his veins, Kazuya jammed his knife deep into William's crotch as he again gave a cry of awful pain. He took his second knife, slicing off his ear.
"I told you it would be something you missed. This is the price you will pay William Cartwright, for what you did to my mother." Kazuya hissed standing to full height. He pointed a finger at William whom continued crying and whimpering.
"I'll tell you where to find the others. Just please, spare me" William pleaded.
Kazuya responded by slicing his head clean off with a thin beam of black energy, showing no mercy.
"You didn't spare my mother, so neither will I spare you".
Kazuya remained motionless, slowly lowering his hand before he staggered back. He suddenly dropped to his knees, clutching his head in terrible pain and grunted.
"Not now..no….no. I SAID NO! I'm not switching over with you!" Kazuya shouted as he smashed his fist into the ground creating a small crack. Panting heavily he slowly stood to his feet, his head feeling like it went under a steam roller. "He's…getting stronger. Every kill I make, he keeps feeding off it. I don't know how much longer I can contain him"
Hours later he returned to Klaus' lair. Approaching his throne Kazuya reached and tossed a large object to the floor. It was the severed head of his latest kill.
"Proof of my gratitude to you" he said sarcastically.
Klaus stared at the bloodied stump before chuckling. "A bit overkill no?"
Kazuya took a step forward. "He didn't tell me about the others, but I figured if you led me to him, you can lead me to the rest. Tell me where the next one is" he demanded.
"Patience, my boy, patience. Your next hunt will begin soon. In the meantime, go, return to your room. I have a special treat waiting for you, my gift, to you"
Kazuya narrowed his eyes; Klaus never rewarded him. Thinking nothing of it he nodded and turned to exit the chamber. When he finally reached his bed room he opened the door and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. He turned on the light and there sitting on his bed with both legs crossed, was an absolutely beautiful woman. She was wearing a silk bath robe colored light red. She had long curly dark brown hair and vivid grey eyes.
With a seductive smirk, she licked her lips and said, 'Hello Kazuya".
Kazuya froze, feeling a knot forming in his stomach. He gulped; did Klaus set this up on purpose. Suddenly, he felt none of the confidence or coolness he had developed through the years. Kazuya had just ruthlessly slaughtered one of the men responsible for his mother's death. But the promise of sexual relations with an actual woman still turned him to putty. At barely 16 years old, it should come as no surprise.
"Uh, hi" he said nervously.
She stood to her feet, smiling as she placed her hands on her hips. "My name is Kora, I've been sent to service you in anyway you see fit"
Kazuya stared, not sure how to respond. Kora then responded by slowly untying and removing her robe, exposing her nude form as she spun around slowly. Kazuya breathed in harder, feeling something stirring in his pants.
"Is there something wrong? Am I not pleasing enough?" Kora teased.
"No you're not. I mean, you are pleasing. I mean uh, well, it's ok I guess" Kazuya stammered. He hoped to God he wasn't blushing.
"Here, relax, come closer" she said taking his hand and pulling him closer to her. Facing him, she took his hand, placing it on her supple breasts. "Doesn't that feel nice?" She took both hands and placed them on her breasts as he began rubbing and massaging them.
"I'm sorry" he said hesitantly.
"Sorry for what? Do I excite you?" she teased. She took his hands, moving them to her navel. "It is perfectly natural to feel what you do. That's what we're designed for, we're sexual beings. Sexuality should be celebrated. Now come, take a seat here, you seem tense"
Kora guided him to his bed and sat him down. Dropping to her knees she smiled coyly and reached for his crotch, rubbing him as he tensed. 'Relax hun, don't be so nervous"
Kazuya breathed in deeply, watching as she began unbuckling his pants and unzipped them. She reached and slowly began sliding them off.
"Uh, what are you doing? He asked. She disregarded his question, chuckling as she leaned closer. She kissed him, rubbing his groin with her free hand. Breaking the kiss she said, "I was sent to reward you. Enjoy my special treat" she purred as she again kissed him.
Kazuya watched as her body dropped down, her head moving lower and lower until he realized what she was doing. He felt her mouth on him, beginning to pleasure him. It felt good; damned good. He didn't want her to stop as he moaned with pleasure. This continued well into the night.
Later…
"Did you enjoy yourself Kazuya? Was she suitable to your desires?" Klaus asked watching as Kazuya approached his throne.
"Don't. Don't even try it. Look, I'm not wasting anymore time. You promised me the men who killed my mother now it's time to deliver! No more games Klaus, give me their names, ALL OF THEM!" Kazuya shouted angrily, clenching his fists with great anger.
Instantly, Kazuya froze. He slowly turned, seeing six hooded and masked figures in long black cloaks. A female individual spoke to him, anger rising in her tone.
"You dare address his Majesty in this manner? Silly little boy, time to put you in your place"
Kazuya stood his ground. His fists clenched as his eyes flashed, 'Don't interfere!"
"Enough. Venus, there is no need to get testy. Kazuya is simply spirited to begin his hunt. Stand down" Klaus said nodding his head.
Kazuya watched as they slowly backed up a few paces before he quickly turned back to Klaus. "What game are you pulling Klaus? Why am I being strung along like this?"
Klaus chuckled again. "I told you before, I am raising you as a weapon. The time is coming soon my child, where I will build a new world. I will free the human race from its greatest lie. But I require time. The world is not yet ready, I am not yet ready. Kazuya, the men I am having you kill are beyond redemption. Liars, thieves, murderers, rapists, adulterers. They are the worst of the worst, the sum of human depravity. Such vile scum has no place in my new world. Though I am building a new world, only certain individuals can claim it for themselves. I will have no tolerance for such men."
Kazuya hesitated, his eyes narrowing. "And if I do, if I kill all these men, you'll do it? You'll give her back to me?"
Klaus nodded, "Annabelle will be returned to you. When I make a new world, I will give you your mother back"
Kazuya remained silent, for a long time. Sighing deeply he then said, "Who's my next target?"
Later…
His eyes fluttered open, he gasped for air loudly before straining. He tried to move, only to find he couldn't. His arms and legs as well as his entire body were completely bound. Time and time again he tried to free himself only to remain trapped. Worse still, he was entirely nude, his junk dangling with his every squirm.
"Hey…hey! What's going on?!" he called out.
Silence.
Finally, he heard the opening of a door, followed by deep thunderous footsteps. He felt his body lower as a mechanical cranking sound stirred, the steel table he lie on turning around as he faced his captor.
It was a boy. He couldn't be no older than 16, maybe even 17. He was dressed in all black. He had shaggy neck length brown hair, but most disturbing were the cold intensity of his eyes. These weren't the eyes of a boy. These were the eyes of a killer, it felt as if he were staring into the eyes of a devil.
"Paul Bailey, do you know why you are here?' Kazuya asked beginning to pace. Paul lay strapped to the table, propped up as he continued struggling.
'What the fuck is this?! Who the fuck are you?!" Paul shouted.
Kazuya continued his pacing, hands behind his back. "Do you recall an associate of yours, William Cartwright?"
Paul stopped, "So what if I do?"
Kazuya slowly turned to face him. "I killed him not too long ago, for terrible sins he's committed against mankind, against me, but most importantly, against a woman. A defenseless woman, who pleaded as she was sexually violated non-stop, all while her eight year old son watched."
Paul's eyes widened, realization kicking in. Kazuya stared into his eyes, clenching his fist.
"She was my mother, and you along with your little buddies took her from me. William met his end by my hand, now the same will fall to you." Kazuya threatened.
Paul began laughing, shaking his head. "Boy, you don't know who you're fucking with! Do you know the kinds of people I work with?! You think they'll stand for this?! HUH?!"
Kazuya cocked his head, shrugging he then turned away walking to a nearby wall. Hanging on the wall was a large rectangular cabinet. Slowly opening the cabinet, Kazuya stepped aside. What Paul saw inside, was truly terrifying.
Inside were the severed heads of six different men. Their eyes were also cut out, as were their tongues, their mouths agape in a sickening grimace.
"Friends eh? How do you think I found you? Your friends were quite willing to give you up, once I did a little, persuasion. They had to meet their end too, for the sins they committed" Kazuya explained very non-chalantly.
Paul began whimpering, trying to break free again.
Kazuya walked over, this time pulling a pair of scissors out from his back pocket. "Paul, now, shall we continue. Every time you don't answer my question, I am going to cut something off. And trust me; it will be something you miss. Who's the leader of your group, the ones who carried out the murder of Annabelle Hale?" he asked lowly.
Paul said, "He's dead, he got in a bar fight a year ago and it led to a shootout. Got popped twice in the skull"
Liar.
Kazuya reached, and snipped off one of Paul's testicles in a clean cut, causing blood to squirt out as his prisoner gave an ear splitting and awful cry of pain and agony. He banged and flinched on the table, sounding like a ten year old that got his fingers jammed in a doorway.
"FUUUUUUUCK!" Paul shouted.
Kazuya cracked his neck, "Try again."
"Ok Ok! His name is Doug, Doug Simmons! Last I heard he was doing good, opening a string of clubs along Miami. Mostly high end lounges and taverns. That's all I know, after we did that bro- I mean after that job we mostly split our separate ways. Except for when he offered another job."
Kazuya froze, "Who offered a job? It wasn't Doug who came to you?"
"No, it was a third party. We never got a name, only an anonymous name and payment plan. Mr. X is what he called himself." Paul explained, pain shooting through his groin as he continued bleeding.
Kazuya narrowed his eyes, "Then it had to be someone who knew where we were wait….did this person approach you from the Catholic Church? This Mr. X?"
"What? God no! The only thing we know is he has a connection to the FBI. The other guy with us that night, Sawyer, he's an FBI agent, with their white crime division"
Kazuya's eyes widened slightly, an FBI agent arranged his mother's murder? Why? How, it made no sense. Why would someone from the Bureau want her dead? Unless…
Kazuya then jammed the pair of scissors into Paul's groin, pulling down deep as he cut into his crotch, severing his other testicle.
"Motherfucker! Please, stooooop!"
"Did you stop when she pleaded?! She cried, she prayed, SHE BEGGED YOU TO STOP BUT DID YOU DO IT?!" Kazuya shouted, feeling his anger rise. "For the sins you committed against my mother, you will die by my hands. Know I won't stop just with you. This Doug…he's beyond dead. I'll save him for last"
Kazuya pulled out the scissors and tossed them aside. Reaching under the table he had Paul strapped to, he pulled out a large chainsaw. Paul stared, horrified. There were blood stains as well as bits of skin attached: Clearly Kazuya had used this awful weapon before.
"Hey come on man! I'm sorry about your mother! I'm so sorry we did that to her! I get it, it was fucked up, beyond fucked up! Please don't do this man! I got a wife, I got a son, he just turned five. Don't take his father away from him!"
Kazuya revved the chain's engine.
"Look please, don't do this!"
He revved again.
"What makes you so special huh?! Who gave you this right?! How can you judge me for my sins when you're about to commit even bigger ones! You think you speak for God?!"
Kazuya revved a final time, the chainsaw revving with a deep and awful sound. It perfectly resembled Leatherface's iconic weapon from the Texas Chainsaw franchise.
Holding the chainsaw overhead, Kazuya froze. He stared down at Paul with deathly precision, like a lion staring down the gazelle it prepares to pounce on. Paul stared back, for the briefest of moments, he saw a faint ghostly spectre hovering beside Kazuya. He couldn't make out much feature, other than a ghastly and eerie wide grin and two distinctly colored eyes, one red and one black.
"If you want to plead for your life, then you should have considered that before you dare lay even a finger on my mother you miserable fuck" Kazuya hissed.
With a final rev of the chainsaw he went to work, slicing away at Paul's body as the man's cried filled the room. It took only thirty seconds as Kazuya entirely eviscerated his captive foe.
He stood there, surrounded by a pool of blood and bits, some having splattered his face and body.
Kazuya dropped the chainsaw, clutching his head. The pain was worse, far worse this time as he cried out and banged his head against the floor.
"NO! I said I won't let you take over!" Kazuya shouted, panting heavily for breath. He slowly stood to full height, breathing in deeply before he sighed.
"So strong, he's so strong, I don't know if I'll resist him next time. But… it doesn't matter. I am so much closer to culminating my vengeance"
Kazuya then sighed and stepped back. "But, something doesn't feel right. These men I've killed, there's no way unsophisticated brutes like this pulled off a murder like the one against my mother. It was too planned, too convenient. She was so careful, there's no way a pack of random thugs, and even if they were guided by a third party would have tracked us down. And then, Klaus showed up. Wait, my mother said that he was coming for me. Who was this, 'he'? Does Klaus have a connection to him? Is it the one who truly organized my mother's murder? I'm close, closer than ever. I will find the truth"
Clenching his fist he sighed and prepared to exit from his latest kill.
"Another kill already, most impressive" Klaus commented as Kazuya tossed the severed head of Paul to him.
"There's something I need to know, it's about my mother. Something was disturbing her, some men from the church paid us a visit. There was someone coming after her, after me and she sought their aid to protect me. But they denied, saying because of my abilities my….other side they couldn't risk exposure. I learned tonight that someone ordered her death, these low life thugs didn't do this on a whim. Worse still, it was someone within the FBI" Kazuya explained, facing Klaus whom folded his arms.
"Is there something you're not telling me, about my mother's death? Something about why she was so desperate, so scared of my future that she sought the church's aid. And who could possibly scare the church so badly that they would deny a little boy and his mother?' Kazuya asked.
Klaus began pacing, "Your mother knew of the entity residing in you. You know of what I speak, it speaks to you, lulls you, draws you deeper and deeper with your every kill. The reason I had you start with low level trash, was for your protection. The worse the sinner, the worse the kill, the stronger its impulse grows and the deeper you spiral into madness. These men committed such gross sin that it's feeding off of that depravity. Kazuya, in time, it will grow too strong for you. But I can fix that, I can erase that bitterness you carry"
"With your plan, to create a new world? This plan to save mankind from it's greatest lie? Why is free will such a bad thing Klaus?" Kazuya asked.
Klaus stared, as if pondering the seriousness of such a question. "If there were no free will, would your mother be dead right now?"
Kazuya stiffened, breathing harder as he grit his teeth at the bluntness of the question.
"It's true people choose by their own volition to commit horrible acts. But it is because of that choice that brings about so much suffering and misery. I am going to end it all Kazuya. Without choice, without freedom, there is no more good or evil. Only nothingness, and it is to that nothingness I will return mankind to." Klaus said. He then turned, leaving Kazuya to ponder this latest thought.
Kazuya returned to his room opening the door, flicking the light to once again find Kora sitting on his bed. Only this time, she wasn't alone, she had a friend. Equally as beautiful, with dark auburn hair, fair colored skin. Both women were sitting completely naked.
"Hello Kazuya" they said in unison.
"Nope. Absolutely not. Nope, not at all, get out, now" Kazuya said pointing to the door.
Kora chuckled and stood to full height. "Now now, don't be that way. We just came to have some fun, didn't we, Sadie?" she asked to her friend who nodded, winking at Kazuya.
"Whatever, just get out. I'm tired and don't feel like dealing with bullshit" he grumbled, walking to his bed. Kicking his shoes off he brushed past both women and plopped down, his body aching all over.
He felt his bed shift as he looked up, both women were slowly cuddling next to him.
"I thought I sai-" but he was silenced when Sadie leaned in and kissed him. He didn't resist, melting in the warmth of her touch and sweetness of her lips. Once again, it was damned good. Embarrassingly, Kazuya recalled that his only kiss prior to this was when he was seven years old. A girl from school placed an innocent peck on him before giggling and running off to her friends leaving behind a confused and bewildered Kazuya.
Breaking the kiss, Sadie lingered. "I understand it you've never been intimate with a woman." She said more as a statement.
He blushed furiously and turned his head. "So what if I hadn't?"
Kora took his hand, again moving it to her breast. "We're here to change that".
Kazuya jumped up, 'Look, you're both very beautiful women. Really beautiful actually. But, I can't do this. I've got a mission, and I'm this close to completing it. Plus it's wrong"
"Oh? Who says it's wrong?" Sadie teased crossing her legs.
Kazuya pointed up towards the ceiling. "God" he said.
Both women chuckled. "Come now, God won't mind. Afterall, didn't he make women beautiful on purpose? Sexuality should be celebrated, now why not celebrate with us?"
Kazuya felt his face drop. Kora took his hands, leading him back to the bed and sitting him down. Sadie slowly removed the long sleeved shirt he wore, exposing his bare chest. He was surprisingly buff for a teenager, she admired his toned and ripped form. Tossing his shirt away Sadie gently pushed him back to the bed as she straddled him. Unbuckling his pants, she slowly removed them.
Kazuya began breathing heavily, this was it, it was going to happen. Not the way he planned to, but it would happen nonetheless. Hours earlier he chopped a man to bloodied pieces. But the prospect of having sex absolutely terrified him: What did he know about making love? Would it hurt? How was he actually supposed to 'do' it? Would they laugh at him?
Sadie leaned closer, rubbing her nose against his. "Kazuya, we know your struggle. You are a brave and remarkable boy. If only there were men with your character and strength. Let us properly repay that strength you show, our gift, to you"
Fully stripping him, Kora and Sadie each took their turn with him.
Hours later, Kazuya awoke, lying naked under the sheets. Kora lay sleeping, huddled under his right arm with Sadie on the other side. He slowly sat up straight, gazing at the slumbering naked women. Slowly getting out of bed he walked around before heading to his bathroom where he closed the door. Turning on the light he stared into the mirror, gazing at his reflection.
He wasn't happy.
He wasn't where he thought he'd be at this point. Sure he was close, very close to achieving the realization of his ambition and vengeance. But with every kill, every death he felt as if his soul were being ripped apart. The growing darkness in him was getting stronger, filled with an ever burdening desire to escape, to be released.
To kill.
Sighing deeply Kazuya held his head low.
"I'm so close, so very close. Please, Father, grant your faithful servant this one request. Deliver in mine hands, my enemies, that they be vanquished and face judgment" he prayed.
Kazuya looked back up into the mirror.
Facing him was an entity, one eye crimson red the other pitch black, with wild black hair and a sickening and twisted smile.
With a grunt Kazuya turned back around, exiting the bathroom.
Later, Klaus personally requested his presence. Entering his personal chamber's Kazuya calmly waited. Klaus had his back turned, he was facing a large bookshelf, rows and rows of countless books filled its space.
"Rome. Persia. Babylon. Greece. Mesopotamia. Do you know what these societies had in common?" Klaus asked, shutting a large textbook shut. Kazuya narrowed his eyes, "They were some of the largest and most successful empires?"
"No, beyond that. Their sin, the iniquity of some of these nations was the stuff of legend. Of course, all history is about perspective. The cruelty of the Romans was unchecked, but then again, so was the savagery of the Germanic tribes surrounding them. Murderous and corrupt leaders and politicians. Adulterous commanders. Sexually immoral and decadence. When these nations grew so wretched, so vile, so filthy their society crumbled and fell apart. Other nations swept in, conquering them and destroying the national identity. I plan on doing something similar, but I won't just target one nation. All men, all women, all children will have their destinies shaped by my plan"
Kazuya shook his head as Klaus slowly turned to face him.
"Become my weapon, to be wielded against our enemies. Become what you were destined to be Kazuya. Use your abilities and we will strike at the sins of mankind with the full hammer of God" Klaus tempted.
Kazuya began thinking, could he really go through with it at this point? His main interest was avenging his mother that was what he cared about. But this greater calling Klaus kept drilling, judging and punishing sinners, was it worth it?
"I've thought long and hard about this. I thought that after I killed the men who murdered my mother, I'd just, go about life. What more would there be to do? But the closer I get, the more men I kill, the more I encounter the ugly and horrifying nature of sin, I realize it won't be enough. I can't be a simple child, mad at the world because he lost his mommy. As long as there is a single breath in my body, I will make it my life's calling to punish and judge all sinners, all transgressors of God's Law" Kazuya said clenching his fist.
Klaus at that point snapped his fingers. The book shelf behind him began rumbling before it started shifting, slowly spinning around to its opposite side.
Displayed before them now was a massive weapons wall, filled with all manner of assault rifles, shot guns and pistols. Hanging in the middle was a large hooded black cloak. And on the center of the rack, a white porcelain mask, red tear streaks down the eyeholes and a large Prussian blue crescent on the forehead.
Kazuya walked up, picking up the mask, staring at it.
Klaus then said, "Become my weapon Kazuya, together, we will punish mankind for their sins".
Later…
FBI Agent James Sawyer swiped his I.D. badge, nodded a curt greeting to the agent at the front desk and entered the white collar crime division of the Los Angeles main office. He checked his watch, it was nearly 7:30. Overtime as always as he sighed and shook his head. He entered his office, some quick paper work to file and he'd be on his way home within twenty minutes. With good measure he thought to himself as he gazed at the picture on his desk next to his computer screen. His wife was pregnant with their first child, the couple holding hands on a beach in the photo. Wasting no time he hurried through his paper work, finishing in fifteen minutes.
Sawyer then made a quick stop to the head of white collar crime before he began to head home. On the drive home he encountered typical L.A. traffic, being held for a good 25 minutes. Swearing he sent a quick text message, letting his wife know he would be even later than normal. Finally, as traffic began moving he headed home. Pulling into his driveway at 255 Brentwood, he hopped out, locking the door, briefcase and jacket tucked in one arm as he walked up to his front door. Unlocking the door he shut it behind him, tossing his belongings on the small bench.
"Casey! Babe I'm home! Wow, something smells good, you making my favorite?" he called to his beloved wife.
No answer. He noticed the lights were out, in the kitchen, in the den, the living room even in the hallway. Thinking she might be upstairs, he prepared to head up when he froze, hearing the faintest of whimpering coming from the living room. Entering he turned to his right, and felt his heart race and his stomach drop.
His wife Casey sat on the floor, tears flooding down her face as she continued whimpering. Behind her, sitting in a chair was Kazuya, dressed in a hooded black cloak and wearing his white mask. He held a silenced pistol to her cheek, using his left hand as he tenderly stroked her cheek causing her to flinch.
"Your wife is quite lovely, agent Sawyer. Such long and silky hair, her smooth skin. What a lucky man you are" Kazuya said.
"What the hell is going on?! Who the hell are you?" Sawyer asked, preparing to reach for his weapon.
Kazuya held the pistol closer to Casey's face. "Come now agent, your wife is pregnant. I would prefer to not have to kill her and your child"
Sawyer froze, trembling. "Please, not my wife. If it's money you want, I'll drive you to the ATM"
Kazuya laughed, "Do I look like I care about money? No, I have far grander ambitions. You should know agent. Perhaps you should inform your wife of a certain job you took many years ago. A defenseless woman and her eight year old child"
Casey, despite her fear then spoke. "Sweety, he says you and some goons attacked a woman and her child. He says you, beat her, raped her, and then butchered her all while her son watched. I know that isn't true, I know it!"
Sawyer didn't respond, swallowing the growing lump in his throat.
Kazuya again chuckled. "She didn't believe a word I said. Which is why I waited for your arrival. Take a look at these"
Kazuya reached in his cloak, and tossed in front of Casey several gruesome crime scene photos, depicting Annabelle's battered corpse.
Casey shuddered, her eyes widening.
"I have more, forensic reporting from the crime scene technicians. Four different hair and semen samples recovered from the victim's body. Look who matches one of those samples" Kazuya said showing her another paper. Horrified, Casey read as she slowly turned to her husband.
"It's all fake! Don't listen to him! Honey you know me! I love you, I could never hurt anyone!" Sawyer shouted.
Liar liar
Before anyone realized, Kazuya stood to full height. Pointing his pistol and firing perfect shots, capping Sawyer in both knee caps as he howled in pain and collapsed to the floor. He tried reaching for his own firearm, only to have a sword planted into his hand, pinning him to the floor as he cried out.
Kazuya felt raw anger seething through him, pulling the sword out and splashing the blood off.
"James Sawyer, for the sin against mankind, against my mother, you will die by my hands" Kazuya said approaching.
"STOP! PLEASE I BEG YOU"
Kazuya froze, slowly turning around as Casey dropped to her knees, clutching herself tightly. "Please, he's my hubby, I love him! I don't understand what it is he's done to you but please spare him. Not for our sake, for our child, I don't want our baby growing up in this world without both his parents. I beg you, don't kill him, please please!" she pleaded in giant sobs.
Kazuya slowly sheathed his sword, turning his back and leaving Sawyer still writhing in pain. He thought long and deep about his next action. Then, he had vivid flash backs to his mother. Her warm smile, greeting him every day. Her strong arms as she hugged and kissed him tightly. And then his mind returned to that awful night, the four men's crude jokes and laughter as they mounted Annabelle, like a worthless sack of flesh.
Indescribable rage flooded Kazuya as his body tensed.
Do it. You know it will feel good. Do it. Do it. Do it. DO IT.
Kazuya turned, pointing his finger as an intense beam of black energy fired from his fingertip, completely blowing off Sawyer's head as blood sprayed out, splattering Casey on her face.
"Oh my God! What did you do?! Oh my God!" she shouted.
Kazuya did not respond, simply turning his back as he made his exit, leaving behind a distraught Casey as she clutched her husband's now headless corpse.
Later, when he reported back to Klaus.
"HAHAHA, did he really blow the guy's head off RIGHT in front of his wife? Wow, the kid is pretty twisted eh?"
Drake chuckled again, standing beside some of Klaus' Acolytes who remained silent and motionless. He heard footsteps behind, turning to see Kazuya himself standing there.
"Do not make light of my hunts. I can always substitute my next kill with you" he threatened.
Drake sneered, tossing his cloak off as he slowly approached. "What's that boy? Think you're pretty tough huh? Well, only one way to test that" he challenged, placing his hands up. Kazuya prepared to strike when they were halted by Klaus.
"Drake, stand down. Fighting would prove pointless. No more conflict, now" Klaus said sternly.
Drake grumbled a reply, staring at Kazuya who did not flinch. He gave a curt nod to Klaus, walking past as he eyed Kazuya before departing along with the Acolytes.
"Your final kill awaits Kazuya, how do you feel?"
"I feel ready, willing, and able. It has come to this, all these years I've spent honing my skills. To finally be able to silence the men responsible for my mother's death. But I won't stop there. I'll find this, Mr. X. I'll kill him too, then I'll find his whole family and I'll kill them, just so he understands the pain of having your whole world crumble apart. I don't care how many bodies I rack up, whatever it takes" Kazuya said, giving a wicked chuckle.
Klaus noticed something, something which actually put him on edge. There was something about Kazuya, something about the way he spoke. He could make out another presence, some dark and awful presence that was feeding off of his rage and growing madness.
Klaus narrowed his eyes, a small grin creeping beneath his mask.
"It's almost time, if I can just keep him focused, I'll have him right where I need him"
Kazuya then prepared for his final hunt. Retreating to the armory, he racked up a large amount of weaponry. Grabbing two large assault rifles, he collected ammunition for each before moving on to several pistols which he stowed away on his person.
Reaching for his mask, he slowly placed it on as he chuckled and smirked.
"Get ready Doug, we're coming for you" Kazuya spoke, this time in dual voices.
Later…
Located in Miami, Intrigue was an up and coming jet setting lounge. Having been in operation for a little less then six months, it had already been featured in the latest Zagat as one of Miami's premiere taverns. Sheik and upscale, it featured a cozy interior design as well as beautiful bar tenders and waitresses, breakthrough sound system and a large spacious dance floor.
Club owner and manager, Doug Simmons kicked both feet onto the table, leaned back as he took a deep inhale of the cigar he had just lit up. It was only 11:30, but there was a line forming around the corner as patrons anxiously waited to bet let inside. He smiled contently, exhaling the blue smoke out his nostrils as he nodded his head to the beat of the music as the DJ switched tracks. Surrounding him were seven very gorgeous ladies, each holding drinks and talking amongst themselves.
"Say Dougie, why don't we head upstairs to the VIP section?" one woman seductively purred into his ear as she nibbled on his ear lobe. He grabbed her by the back of the neck, his chunky jowls jiggling as he grinned.
"You play your cards right I'll treat you to the full VIP package" he then licked her face before snapping his fingers as one of his bouncers approached.
"Yo Tony, let's get some drinks in this bitch!" he issued.
Outside at the rear entrance, a doormen stepped out into the warm Miami nighttime air as he went for a smoke break. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, tapping one out as he briskly plucked it from the container and brought it to his mouth. Just as he prepared to light, he felt something sharp pierce his back, causing him to stagger.
"I would have preferred not to kill you, but tonight, all who stand in my path will know my vengeance"
Kazuya promptly pulled the large knife out as his quarry slumped to the floor, dead.
Back inside, the scene changed as the DJ again switched tracks, this time playing "Ready Steady Go" by Paul Oakenfold. The dance floor immediately bounced with vibrant energy, people jumping and moving to the beat of the song. Droves of women danced together, rubbing and touching each other.
Doug didn't seem to mind, nursing a gin and tonic in one hand, his cigar in the other. He leaned his head back, moaning with pleasure. Before him, one of the woman was currently giving him oral pleasure, mouthing away as she sat on her knees, head bobbing up and down. Standing around him were eight of his doormen, dressed in black pants, black shoes, dark gray or black shirts with matching coats. Each man armed with high caliber pistols equipped with lase sights. On the dance floor, four other guards circulated their rounds, passing by periodically and nodding that everything was clear.
All that would soon change.
There he is, that fat fuck. I can smell him even all the way from here.
Oooh so much fun! Well, you ready? Tonight we really cut loose!
Kazuya moved into position, passing a large group of men and women dancing in the far corner. Blending to the crowd he kept his head low, despite wearing his white mask no one truly paid attention to him, too engrossed in their drinking and dancing.
Walking straight ahead he froze, noticing one of the doormen. The man tapped his ear piece, talking into it as his back turned.
Time to strike.
Roughly bumping past a woman in six inch heels, Kazuya made his way over. Approaching he raised his left elbow and savagely drilled right into the man's spine, causing him to shout as he arched his body. Dropping him to his knees, Kazuya swiftly wrapped his arms around, snapping his neck back crudely as he dropped his body, giving his face a savage heel kick. The brutal action caused some to stare cautiously, others with fear as Kazuya continued on, as if nothing happened.
A second guard saw the brief commotion, rushing over to see his comrade lying face down, dead. Swearing he saw the briefest of motions out the corner of his eye. Turning he had no time to react as Kazuya sliced his throat wide open with a large blade, blood squirting out as a woman screamed.
"Yo! Trouble on the dance floor move in!" the lead doorman signaled over the earpieces as several more guards moved in. Doug remained as oblivious as ever as he continued enjoying his fellatio.
Another guard approached, Kazuya leaped forward. He threw a snap kick as the back of his knee, snapping it out of place as the man shouted. Collapsing, Kazuya placed him in a choke hold before snapping his neck. Another guard grabbed him by the shoulder. Kazuya spun, placing him in a lock as he kneed him several times before securing him in a choke, pulling out a pistol as he used him like a human shield, maneuvering through the large dance crowd. They were approaching closer to Doug's private section some twenty feet away.
"There! In the mask! Kill him!" a guard shouted. Four took position, pulling out their weapons and taking aim. Kazuya dropped his shield just as they opened fire, the gun shots overpowering the noise of the music as the crowd instantly went into panic, women screaming and shouting as many ducked for cover while others began sprinting for any nearest exists.
Kazuya rolled around an overturned table, pulling his pistol out and dropping two guards with a single shot to the head. Another fired off, Kazuya ducked, capping the man in the groin as he hollered in pain before being finished off with a round to the throat.
"Get that freak, the one in the mask!" Doug shouted, now acutely aware of what was going on as he shoved the woman off of his dick.
Kazuya sucked his teeth, holding his pistol low. People were still screaming and shouting as the club was now in full chaos.
A guard suddenly appeared, grabbing his pistol as they wrestled for control. Another approached, using a baton to knock it out his hands while two more took aim.
Kazuya reacted instantly. Dropping low, he pulled out a thin long blade, jamming it into one man's knee as he cried and collapsed. He grabbed the other, ducking under his wild swing and catching the baton arm underneath his arm. Snapping the joint, he struck his nose and throat, twisted away then smashed the baton right into his temple as he swept his leg from underneath. Kazuya then brought his hand down in a hammer fist, driving it deep into the man's nose with a sickening crunch.
He then leaped to the side, rolling out of the gunfire and grabbing his pistol. He fired seven rounds, killing the two guards before he dropped to his knees. He shot another right through the heart, then another In the head.
Kazuya then looked up, Doug was only feet away, cowering as the women in his presence screamed and fled.
"KILL HIM FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" Doug shouted.
Kazuya crouched low, tossing his cloak off and reaching for his sword. He opted for some blade work over hand to hand. With terrible speed he tore through the crowd, slicing and slashing guard after guard despite the overwhelming odds. One guard had his arm hacked off before being sliced down the middle. Kazuya splashed some blood off as he stalked closer to Doug, who cowered and whimpered.
"What do you want?!" he stammered. He tried in vain to reach for a nearby gun, only to have his hand sliced off as he cried out.
"Your life" Kazuya said sheathing his sword. He smashed his foot into Doug's nose as he staggered, blood seeping out from his fresh wounds. Kazuya then grabbed him by the throat, dragging him off as Doug tried fighting and squirming. A trail of blood followed behind.
When police finally arrived at the scene, they found no trace of Kazuya or Doug. Only finding several brutally maimed corpses, some having been ruthlessly cut or shot.
Later…
Kazuya stared down at his quarry, having moved Doug to a secure safe house where he would take his time of making the man pay for his sins. Despite his quarry being morbidly obese, Kazuya had easily secured him to a makeshift operating chair, much like the kind dentist's use in their practice. A single light flickering dimly overhead.
Doug found himself squirming, being bound by his feet, wrists as well as his neck. He was completely naked, his genitals dangling freely as he swore. "What the fuck? Who the fuck are you?! What the fuck is this shit?!" he shouted loudly.
Kazuya approached slowly as Doug watched with caution. Kazuya slowly reached and removed his white mask, dropping it to the floor. He swept a hand through his thick brown hair and sighed.
"Doug Simmons, I want you to look deep into my eyes. Do they seem familiar? Look closely, because what little remains of your putrid and miserable existence may be that much more pleasant. Do my eyes remind you of someone? Of someone long ago?" Kazuya asked him.
Doug again tried fighting the restraints, turning his head away. Kazuya balled his fist and hammered away at Doug's eye and mouth.
"I said, LOOK into my eyes you miserable fuck!" he shouted ferociously.
"Ok ok! No, I don't know your eyes!" Doug said, blood pooling in his mouth.
"I figured as much. It's always been said I had my mother's eyes. Again, take a deep and closer look. For every moment you don't recognize, I will cut something off" Kazuya threatened.
Doug stared into the young man's eyes, for a long time. He began to recall vaguely, who Kazuya referred to.
"It's you, the kid we were supposed to find" Doug said in almost a whisper.
Kazuya folded his arms in front as he stared.
"I've waited, for seven long years I've waited for this moment. Do you recall what you said to my mother, just before you beat her? You made a comment about her, 'titties' no?" Kazuya said turning around, reaching for a small black box.
"And then, you spit into your own hand as you prepared to violate her. What was it you said? Ah right, I'm an ass man. You foolish foolish man" Kazuya said turning back around, holding a long and thick brown object.
He waved his hand once, the restraints instantly being released. Doug slowly tried standing only to be tossed aside by an unseen force. Kazuya's eyes flashed, kicking the man square in the crotch as he toppled over with pain. He grabbed him by the head, turning him around and shoving him back over the chair he was restrained in.
Spreading his legs, Doug was now bent over, whimpering hysterically. "No, not that!"
"Oh but I will, again, what did you say to her? Say it loud, so I can hear it" Kazuya took the brown object, and with one awful shove rammed it straight into his captor's rear end, causing him obscene pain as he cried out.
"What did you say?!" Kazuya roared angrily. He shoved again as Doug flinched and howled at the top of his lungs.
"I'm an ass man!"
"What was that?! Huh? Answer me you fat motherfucker! What did you say?!" Kazuya shouted with maddening fury, ramming it into Doug repeatedly.
"I'm an ass man! I'm an ass man!" he whimpered hysterically, like a young school girl. Blood began seeping out as Kazuya spat on him and kicked the object square up his rectum as Doug howled and squirmed violently. The pain was so staggering Doug passed out.
Minutes later he awoke, something placed under his nose as he took a massive breath in and gasped. Kazuya, having used smelling salts to wake his stunned captive tossed the packet away and folded his arms.
"No passing out, I'm not finished with you. There are things I need to know" Kazuya said taking a seat in the chair facing Doug, whom was now strapped to a large steel table, slanted upright as he squirmed and flinched. The pain in his body unbearable.
Kazuya pulled out a small trigger, tossing it up into the air. He pressed one button, the lights coming on as Doug realized his surroundings.
They were actually sitting inside of an enormous animal cage. Four large doors surrounded them. The faintest of scratching noises could be heard as the unseen animals pawed at the door causing Doug's eyes to widen.
"We're going to play a game of 20 questions. Depending on your answer, those doors open quicker. But understand this: I will open those doors either way, so you really have no interest in lying to me" Kazuya warned as he held the trigger.
Whimpering, Doug nodded his head as Kazuya sat up straight.
"The person who ordered the hit on Annabelle Hale, this, Mr. X. Who is he? Talk"
Doug spat as he said, "Look alls I was told was that this guy was paying 50 grand to take out some woman and find her son. We got half the money up front, the other half when she was dead. But, we couldn't find the little boy, she wouldn't give him up, no matter what we did to her"
Kazuya's face twisted, a dark scowl creeping over as Doug flinched.
"How did he contact you?" he asked.
"He came to my club. He knew about my stints in prison and said he could use my talents. I got the other guys involved because we all served in prison together. Wait, what about them? Why aren't they here?"
Kazuya's silence answered that question, Doug quickly realizing they were most likely already dead.
"What did he look like? Describe him to me"
Doug hesitated, "I…I don't remember. It was a long time ago"
Kazuya instantly pounced. He pulled out a pair of pliers, jamming them into Doug's mouth, twisted, pulled and removed three of his teeth as Doug cried out loud, blood pooling as it trickled down.
"Next, I remove an eye. Then a finger, after that I may get bored. And trust me, if I get bored, you're really fucked then" Kazuya threatened tossing the pliers away.
"I swear man! He was kind of lanky, he had a funny accent. New York it sounded. Maybe Long Island or Queens" Doug cried as he spat more blood.
Kazuya began pacing. "Was he involved with the FBI?"
"Yes, he supposedly one of the higher ups for some super-secret division. Night…watchmen or something I can't remember"
"A secret branch of the Bureau? I'll check into this later"
Suddenly one of the doors banged, loudly. It continued for three times before subsiding.
"What the hell is that?!" Doug shouted.
"They're hungry. I've purposely been starving them for this moment. It's their way of letting me know they want to be fed" Kazuya said chuckling as he began pacing.
He took a seat and crossed his legs. "Ever since I was little, my favorite animal has always been the Komodo Dragon. My mother took me to the zoo once and I saw the dragons up close, even watched as the keeper fed them. It was the neatest thing I've ever seen"
"What? Dragons?!"
"Yes, Varanus komodeonsis is their scientific name. They are the largest species of lizard in the world, growing on average of 8-10 feet long, though some individuals have been recorded as much as 13 feet long. There's some really neat facts about them, wanna know?"
Doug didn't care, then again, he didn't have a choice.
Kazuya pulled out a small note pad and began reading.
"Adult males on average grow to 10 feet long, weighing as much as 200 lbs, with females reaching 7.5 feet long and weighing 150 lbs. The Komodo dragon has a tail as long as its body, as well as about 60 frequently replaced, serrated teeth that can measure up to 2.5 cm (1 in) in length. The Komodo dragon uses its tongue to detect, taste, and smell stimuli, as with many other reptiles, with the vomeronasal sense using the Jacobson's organ, rather than using the nostrils.[17] With the help of a favorable wind and its habit of swinging its head from side to side as it walks, a Komodo dragon may be able to detect carrion from 4–9.5 km (2.5–5.9 mi) away. Cool right?" Kazuya said sarcastically.
Doug squirmed as he heard the banging continue as Kazuya again read some facts.
"Did you know, that although you can't fully tame them, captive dragons learn to bond and trust the humans whom care for them? Some zoos even report that dragons will only respond to feeding or cleaning if certain keepers perform the task, being unresponsive to a stranger. The four in my care I raised from the time they were hatchlings, feeding them, bathing them, even bringing live prey for them to hunt. There's Sarge, my 7 foot juvenile. Lara, my adult female. Kip, my 8 foot male and then there's big man, Buck. 14 feet, the biggest on record. Buck perhaps has bonded to me closest, I've even taught him how to feed on command."
"Why are you doing this?! Because of your mommy! It sucks kid but that's life! It wasn't personal, it was just a job!"
Kazuya erupted with fury. "It WAS personal! You beat and raped a woman in front of her own child and for what? 50,000 dollars? You've sinned greatly, against God, against me and for that you will die.
Kazuya pressed the second switch, the doors opening as the caged dragons came into view. Pacing, their forked tongues flicking in and out in anticipation. A low hiss escaping their massive mouths.
"I won't release them, not yet. Tell me where Mr. X is, now" Kazuya said approaching.
'Please, I'll give you someone bigger. The person who hired Mr. X" Doug stammered.
Kazuya froze, "Who?"
"Please just let me go"
Kazuya reached into his back pocket, pulling out a large pair of scissors. He proceeded to slice off Doug's genitals, everything as his captor howled in pain.
"Who is it?! Tell me, NOW you fat piece of shit!" Kazuya roared.
Doug squirmed, blood pooling out from his groin as he uttered the name so low it was nearly a whisper.
"It was…Klaus"
Kazuya froze, eyes widening as he staggered back, collapsing to the floor. "Klaus…it can't be, WHY?!"
"Klaus ordered Mr. X to set the hit up, he wanted the boy. He said he wanted the boy for what lies in his blood, his family line's darkest legacy. A most vivid and potent evil" Doug explained.
Klaus began shaking uncontrollably as his fists clenched. He walked into the corner, grabbing a bucket. Picking it up, he dumped the contents all unto Doug who was stained by the dark red liquid, clumps of organic matter clung to him as he spat out.
"What the fuck?" he shouted.
"My own special concoction. A mix of pig, deer and goat's blood along with entrails. The Komodo Dragon's natural prey. Dinner time is served. For the sins you committed against my mother, against God, you will die"
Kazuya then kicked Doug off the table, crashing to the floor as he rolled in a heap of pain. He turned, walking towards the ladder leading up and out of the enclosure.
He pressed the next trigger. The cage doors swung open as the dragons slowly crept out. Tails wagging, tongues flicking in and out as they hissed lowly, creeping toward Doug. 'No, please!" he shouted but it was too late. The dragons wasted no time, biting and tearing into him with their massive claws and foul teeth. Tearing chunks out of his stomach, spilling his intestines and organs out. One tearing his stomach apart and devouring it in large gulps. Buck, the largest dragon flicked his tongue before biting into Doug's throat, pulling out as Doug cried out, his voice turning to agonizing and curdling screams as he was devoured alive by the four dragons. If death didn't come soon, the infectious saliva of the dragons would do him in.
Lastly…
Klaus sat on his throne, eyes closed as he seemed to be in a meditative trance before something stirred. He kept seeing flashes of some horrible being, with a wicked power and lust for killing.
And then, the doors to his chambers exploded in a massive booming sound.
"KLLAAAAAAUUUSSS!Kazuya roared angrily, stomping in. Holding his sword lowly, tears streamed down his face as his left fist clenched so tightly his nails dug inside his skin as blood seeped out.
Klaus didn't seem perturbed by the intrusion as Kazuya slowly approached.
"Why? WHY?! She was my MOTHER! What did she do that was so terrible you ordered her dead?! I've long suspected, I've even fought with myself day and night. The way you approached after she was killed, your convenient offer to bring her back to me, your ranting about sin and evil, when in reality you were the greatest sinner among us." Kazuya said, the tears flowing stronger.
"Why did you take my mother away from me? I was just a little boy" Kazuya said sobbing as he grit his teeth.
"Your mother was keeping from me something I wanted, something I've wanted for a very long time. I was sympathetic to her situation, but ultimately, I have no tolerance for those interrupting my ambitions" Klaus said, virtually no emotion in his voice as he slowly descended.
Kazuya growled, gripping his sword as he slid into a stance. Klaus began chuckling. Reaching into his robes he pulled out a sword handle, deep crimson red energy swirling before igniting in a thick blade.
"It's time you truly learned your place boy"
Kazuya roared, charging forward with terrible speed and giving an awful cry of rage and indignation. His wild and furious attacks hit nothing but air, Klaus having teleported away. Kazuya looked up, seeing Klaus hovering above in the air. He pointed one finger, Kazuya instantly being pelted with a fierce storm of raining fiery arrows, igniting and piercing his body and creating another massive explosion.
Landing to his feet, Klaus watched, waiting for the dust to settle.
Kazuya dropped to his knees, clothes badly burned and singed as he was bleeding severely from several deep wounds. Coughing and staggering to his feet, he was pierced by four large arrows through his chest as he dropped his blade.
"Kazuya, you were in fact, special to me. For my new world, I would have loved using the entity within you. But it seems our time is at an end. It's a shame, in some ways, I was like a father to you" Klaus said shaking his head. Kazuya chuckled, spitting and wiping his mouth.
"I already have a father" Klaus then noticed Kazuya slowly reach for the gold cross hanging from his neck. Snickering he again shook his head.
Suddenly several of Klaus' Acolytes surrounded Kazuya, each impaling him with their respective weapons as he cried out and slumped forward. Releasing him, they left him impaled as Klaus sighed.
'Farewell Kazuya" Klaus said solemnly.
Kazuya's body remained motionless, not moving an inch.
Come on, get up and FIGHT!
I can't…I just can't
BULLSHIT, you're stronger than this. Get angry, really fucking angry. Use that anger and we'll beat this ass wipe.
I can't do it, I can't do it alone!
Then let me take over…
Kazuya eyes shot open, quickly changing colors as one became blood red and the other jet black. With a furious roar of howling madness, he removed himself with a force of kinetic energy. His wounds closing in seconds as a black mist hovered over.
"Impossible!" Venus said, her subordinates taking position behind her as they faced Kazuya who began charging energy. Klaus looked on, a mix of intrigue and curiosity.
"No way..."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FINALLY, this fool has been fighting me so long. Now I plan to really cut loose!" Kazuya spoke in a deep and echoing voice.
He pointed a finger, releasing a thin and monstrously powerful beam of energy, blowing off the head of one Acolyte before sprinting forward, piercing through the heart of a second. As Kazuya attacked, Klaus took note. The speed, the ferocity, the monstrous joy and pleasure in seeing blood spill. This was it, the Hale family's darkest legacy.
He had to have it.
Klaus attacked, sending another volley of flaming arrows which Kazuya avoided with a flow of psychokinetic energy. Klaus pulled his sword out again, slashing as Kazuya avoided. Back flipping, Kazuya laughed wildly before charging forward. Grabbing Klaus' wrist, he held the embrace as Klaus swore.
"This power, I must have it!"
Kazuya responded by viciously laughing and firing another beam of energy, blowing back Klaus some twenty feet as he came to a skidding stop. A portion of the mask he wore crumbled apart, his left side being visible as Klaus covered his face.
Kazuya continued laughing like a madman before leaning back. He closed his eyes, blood dripping from the corner of each eye. Opening them, he released a massive and overwhelming beams of red and black energy, filling the chamber with its light as he destroyed an enormous section of walls and roof, causing a terrible explosion with a thunderous boom. Debris and slabs of stone collapsed to the floor as the room shook violently.
When it was over, Kazuya was nowhere to be seen as Klaus freed himself from rubble. Dusting and wiping himself he stared at the massive whole as the light of the full moon beamed inside.
"Your Majesty?" Venus questioned.
Klaus slowly clenched his fist. "So, he escaped. Fine. Do not pursue him. Let him be. For now, we stay quiet in the shadows. The time will come when we meet again, and when it does, that power shall be mine"
Finally…
Kazuya looked up, meeting Dexter's intense gaze. "After that, I disappeared. I remained low key, building up funds and resources, most of which I stole from LOD. Then I returned, sworn to judge and punish all sinners and lawlessness. I traveled across the nation, across continents. I've killed countless men, and women for their terrible sins. I searched long and hard for Mr. X, not knowing he was Section Chief of the newly minted Nightstalkers. But the void I felt only continued to grow. No matter how many I killed, it never filled. She was gone, never to return. Even if Klaus could have brought her back to me, at what price?"
Dexter sighed and folded his arms. "I can't even begin to understand what that must have been. Now you see all the more reason for you to fight with us. Klaus has to be stopped, because of that bastard much of the free world is at stake"
Kazuya paused, "You'll trust a murderer? I've killed more than you can truly imagine Dexter"
"That doesn't matter. Dude, two of my best friends are monsters, one freaking was a Devil King. I think you'll fit in fine" Dexter said with a chuckle, one Kazuya didn't return.
"Kazuya, fight with us and you can truly have your vengeance"
Dexter offered his hand, which Kazuya eagerly grasped with his own.
"That bastard is good as dead" Kazuya declared. Dexter smirked and then nodded.
End Chapter
Well, that's it folks. Next chapter we return to the main story. Klaus launches his all out war on humanity which takes our heroes into the frozen and icy wilderness of the North Pole. What horrors awaits as the Master of Death prepares to plunge the planet into darkness? Stay tuned!