88 Chapter 82
[[ Warning, gore, torture-ish ahead! Do not read if faint heart-ed. Gets worse by the end... ]]
The shadow figure fluttered about in the dim lighting by the edges of the door, slowly closing the only source for Ai to see. Ai's gaze stayed on it, trying his best not to show how nervous he was while swallowing some saliva. His hands grasping onto the chain connected to the binds around his wrists. "W-what are you doing?" he then stated slowly, unable to handle the slowly creaking door closing. After remembering everything, he was really on edge. All he could think about was what he should do. It wasn't the proper time to be reflecting on everything that had happened in this damned world since he 'lost' him memories.
The door slowly continued to close, the sound of creaking created by the door causing Ai to shudder. It was as if the sound had grown louder by ten fold for some reason. Gritting his teeth, Ai tried to tug at the binding on his wrist again, the light growing fainter and the darkness of the room once more starting to take over. Finally with a loud bang, the door shut once more. Darkness filled the space and Ai struggled to see. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, his spiritual fox nature would allow him to see some what in this kind of pitch black darkness. However, this wasn't natural darkness.
Unlike the first time he woke up, Ai felt light brushes against his sides, as if someone was reaching out to lightly run their fingers over his chest, arms, back. Each touch caused his body to pull away, straining his wrists while he avoided the chilling touch. When he did this, a low laughter filled his ears, soft at first, as if a whisper. Each time he heard it, the laugh grew louder, closer. Finally he heard a breath in his ear, goosebumps washing over him while he gritted his teeth. This was horrible!
"Stop playing around! What do you want!" he finally shouted. It was unnerving trying to figure out what this damn shadow figure wanted. His mind couldn't take much more of this taunting. It was worse because his memories were affecting his reactions! He couldn't think like the Spiritual beast he'd been living as. It was as if all his reactions and training were shot at the moment. Only the harsh feelings of confusion and fear were left. His panic only seemed to make whatever was tormenting him happier. The laughing growing as if it wasn't able to control it any longer.
"Little one, I can see why 'he' wants you." the tone stated. The tone was not as cold and void as before. Instead it was really hair raising. The voice was deep but broken, as if the mouth speaking wasn't right. A strange raspy tone filled it, not the pleasant kind of tone either. "This is going to be rather fun. Though I wont have a lot of time. Hmn…" it went on, the words seeming more like it was talking with itself while not really focusing on speaking to Ai. Once his words halted, Ai felt a weird sting on side of his neck, a rush of something icy cold pushing its way into his body.
The chilling feeling of the liquid pushing into him shifted to a burning that caused Ai to gasp, his eyes shutting while his body tried to pull in together, his arms straining while he dangled there. His legs no longer holding his body weight caused the pressure to all move to his hands and wrists. He stayed this way until he couldn't stand either the pain of the burning liquid spreading through out his body, or the burning pull from his wrists. His legs lowering again in a shaky manor.
Gasping, Ai struggled to pull himself from the pain as he trembled, his body now covered in sweat as he felt the burning taking over all of him. It was as if he'd been tossed into an oven. His mind slowly fogged up, unable to process during the induced fever. It was hard to keep his eyes open while struggling to get his mind back on track. As the fever tormented Ai, he wasn't aware of what was happening in the darkness around him. Slowly the fever caused Ai to black out again, unable withstand the mindless heat.
After several hours, Ai finally woke again. However instead of having his hands bound above his head as before, he was now strapped down onto a table. Each lip attached to one of the four corners of the bed. Blinking, Ai weakly looked around, finding that the room was no longer pitch black. However the poor lighting barely covered anything but the bed he rested on. It was made of metal, cold and not comfy at all. His mind was still fogged from the fever, that Ai wasn't really sure what he was looking at as he gazed around. Trying to get his mind to focus again.
"Awake? We can move on to the next test!" the horrid voice spoke again, the tone right next to Ai's ear. The voice caused Ai's eyes to widen slightly, turning to stare at the direction the voice came from, however all he saw was the same shadowed figure. It was as if the shadows refused to show the person tormenting him. However, at least this time he could see the shadow! He'd know where the bastard was at least. Not that it would help much, however it was better than nothing at least.
His gaze unwilling to leave the shadow, Ai followed it as the figure shifted to the side to grab something, the faint clicking of metal on metal, while some other muffled movements could be heard. After the Figure muttered to itself several times, finally there was a pause before the eerie tone once more sounded. "Yes, this one will do! Lets see. Yeah, starting this way is best." it stated muttering while seemingly huddled over another object. The soft scratches sounded out, as if he were writing on something.
Ai swallowed slightly while keeping his gaze on the figure, unwilling to even blink in fear that he'd lose track of where the damn thing was. When the scratching noise stopped, the figure turned to make its way back to the bed, its body moving to over over Ai while peering down at him. Finally the face of a distorted male could be seen. Like a burn victim mixed with a melted candle. The expression on the horrible face caused Ai to shudder while his face paled completely. The weirdly void like eyes, that held no shimmer. It was like the eyes he saw weren't even there!
"Be still now, I don't want to mess up!" the voice once again stated while looking down at him, giving what could have been a serious glance. However it was hard for Ai to tell, as the face didn't seem to move in the proper manor. The corners twisting in the wrong ways. Ai kept his gaze on the male, unable to figure out what was about to happen, but not daring to close his eyes in fear. His expression and reaction only caused the horrible face to twist once more in what appeared to maybe be glee? The rest of the figure shaking as if pleased in some way.
"Good! Now, lets start ah?"
After the voice came out, the half shadowed male swiftly moved, showing a strange blade kind of like a scalpel but much larger. The startled scream stuck in his throat, Ai tried to shrink back, however he was unable to budge as the blade moved to slowly cutting at his stomach. It was at this moment that Ai realized his clothes had been adjusted so that his upper half was exposed. The blade like scalpel slowly drew up, parting the flesh on his stomach. Ai watched in horror as he tried to process what was happening. His mind unwilling to accept this reality.
What should of hurt from the moment it happened, felt numbing. The half shadow man let out a laugh while finishing his cut, moving to grabbing some other things and starting to adjust something Ai couldn't see within his stomach. His body frozen stiff while the hands moved. After a while the objects that were in the way gone, the figure began to stuff something inside of him. Unable to speak, Ai had to watch in horror as the hands once more moved his organs some what back into place before starting to close up the wound that had been cut open.
"There we go, step one done. Hmn. The next part should wait until this heals some ah?" the voice said while tilting its head slightly. "Don't worry, nothing to bad will happen." the creepy man stated patting Ai's cheek, leaving a bloodied hand print on it. "Hmn. I should maybe wash up ah?" starting to mutter to himself, the male finally drifted back into the darkness, leaving Ai to lay on the metal bed, his own blood pooled under him now. His body unwilling to respond at all.
The shadow figure fluttered about in the dim lighting by the edges of the door, slowly closing the only source for Ai to see. Ai's gaze stayed on it, trying his best not to show how nervous he was while swallowing some saliva. His hands grasping onto the chain connected to the binds around his wrists. "W-what are you doing?" he then stated slowly, unable to handle the slowly creaking door closing. After remembering everything, he was really on edge. All he could think about was what he should do. It wasn't the proper time to be reflecting on everything that had happened in this damned world since he 'lost' him memories.
The door slowly continued to close, the sound of creaking created by the door causing Ai to shudder. It was as if the sound had grown louder by ten fold for some reason. Gritting his teeth, Ai tried to tug at the binding on his wrist again, the light growing fainter and the darkness of the room once more starting to take over. Finally with a loud bang, the door shut once more. Darkness filled the space and Ai struggled to see. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, his spiritual fox nature would allow him to see some what in this kind of pitch black darkness. However, this wasn't natural darkness.
Unlike the first time he woke up, Ai felt light brushes against his sides, as if someone was reaching out to lightly run their fingers over his chest, arms, back. Each touch caused his body to pull away, straining his wrists while he avoided the chilling touch. When he did this, a low laughter filled his ears, soft at first, as if a whisper. Each time he heard it, the laugh grew louder, closer. Finally he heard a breath in his ear, goosebumps washing over him while he gritted his teeth. This was horrible!
"Stop playing around! What do you want!" he finally shouted. It was unnerving trying to figure out what this damn shadow figure wanted. His mind couldn't take much more of this taunting. It was worse because his memories were affecting his reactions! He couldn't think like the Spiritual beast he'd been living as. It was as if all his reactions and training were shot at the moment. Only the harsh feelings of confusion and fear were left. His panic only seemed to make whatever was tormenting him happier. The laughing growing as if it wasn't able to control it any longer.
"Little one, I can see why 'he' wants you." the tone stated. The tone was not as cold and void as before. Instead it was really hair raising. The voice was deep but broken, as if the mouth speaking wasn't right. A strange raspy tone filled it, not the pleasant kind of tone either. "This is going to be rather fun. Though I wont have a lot of time. Hmn…" it went on, the words seeming more like it was talking with itself while not really focusing on speaking to Ai. Once his words halted, Ai felt a weird sting on side of his neck, a rush of something icy cold pushing its way into his body.
The chilling feeling of the liquid pushing into him shifted to a burning that caused Ai to gasp, his eyes shutting while his body tried to pull in together, his arms straining while he dangled there. His legs no longer holding his body weight caused the pressure to all move to his hands and wrists. He stayed this way until he couldn't stand either the pain of the burning liquid spreading through out his body, or the burning pull from his wrists. His legs lowering again in a shaky manor.
Gasping, Ai struggled to pull himself from the pain as he trembled, his body now covered in sweat as he felt the burning taking over all of him. It was as if he'd been tossed into an oven. His mind slowly fogged up, unable to process during the induced fever. It was hard to keep his eyes open while struggling to get his mind back on track. As the fever tormented Ai, he wasn't aware of what was happening in the darkness around him. Slowly the fever caused Ai to black out again, unable withstand the mindless heat.
After several hours, Ai finally woke again. However instead of having his hands bound above his head as before, he was now strapped down onto a table. Each lip attached to one of the four corners of the bed. Blinking, Ai weakly looked around, finding that the room was no longer pitch black. However the poor lighting barely covered anything but the bed he rested on. It was made of metal, cold and not comfy at all. His mind was still fogged from the fever, that Ai wasn't really sure what he was looking at as he gazed around. Trying to get his mind to focus again.
"Awake? We can move on to the next test!" the horrid voice spoke again, the tone right next to Ai's ear. The voice caused Ai's eyes to widen slightly, turning to stare at the direction the voice came from, however all he saw was the same shadowed figure. It was as if the shadows refused to show the person tormenting him. However, at least this time he could see the shadow! He'd know where the bastard was at least. Not that it would help much, however it was better than nothing at least.
His gaze unwilling to leave the shadow, Ai followed it as the figure shifted to the side to grab something, the faint clicking of metal on metal, while some other muffled movements could be heard. After the Figure muttered to itself several times, finally there was a pause before the eerie tone once more sounded. "Yes, this one will do! Lets see. Yeah, starting this way is best." it stated muttering while seemingly huddled over another object. The soft scratches sounded out, as if he were writing on something.
Ai swallowed slightly while keeping his gaze on the figure, unwilling to even blink in fear that he'd lose track of where the damn thing was. When the scratching noise stopped, the figure turned to make its way back to the bed, its body moving to over over Ai while peering down at him. Finally the face of a distorted male could be seen. Like a burn victim mixed with a melted candle. The expression on the horrible face caused Ai to shudder while his face paled completely. The weirdly void like eyes, that held no shimmer. It was like the eyes he saw weren't even there!
"Be still now, I don't want to mess up!" the voice once again stated while looking down at him, giving what could have been a serious glance. However it was hard for Ai to tell, as the face didn't seem to move in the proper manor. The corners twisting in the wrong ways. Ai kept his gaze on the male, unable to figure out what was about to happen, but not daring to close his eyes in fear. His expression and reaction only caused the horrible face to twist once more in what appeared to maybe be glee? The rest of the figure shaking as if pleased in some way.
"Good! Now, lets start ah?"
After the voice came out, the half shadowed male swiftly moved, showing a strange blade kind of like a scalpel but much larger. The startled scream stuck in his throat, Ai tried to shrink back, however he was unable to budge as the blade moved to slowly cutting at his stomach. It was at this moment that Ai realized his clothes had been adjusted so that his upper half was exposed. The blade like scalpel slowly drew up, parting the flesh on his stomach. Ai watched in horror as he tried to process what was happening. His mind unwilling to accept this reality.
What should of hurt from the moment it happened, felt numbing. The half shadow man let out a laugh while finishing his cut, moving to grabbing some other things and starting to adjust something Ai couldn't see within his stomach. His body frozen stiff while the hands moved. After a while the objects that were in the way gone, the figure began to stuff something inside of him. Unable to speak, Ai had to watch in horror as the hands once more moved his organs some what back into place before starting to close up the wound that had been cut open.
"There we go, step one done. Hmn. The next part should wait until this heals some ah?" the voice said while tilting its head slightly. "Don't worry, nothing to bad will happen." the creepy man stated patting Ai's cheek, leaving a bloodied hand print on it. "Hmn. I should maybe wash up ah?" starting to mutter to himself, the male finally drifted back into the darkness, leaving Ai to lay on the metal bed, his own blood pooled under him now. His body unwilling to respond at all.
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