Murder and Oblivion

[LittleDeadGrrl]

Suko!

-Mitsuko turned slowly smiling brightly at the girl that came bounding down the highschool hallway. Dressed in a simple flowered skirt and white blouse she leaned against the locker as the other girl came. At seventeen she'd not yet blossomed like some of the other girls, too shy and timid, her hair covering any striking features she might have possessed, her voice barely going above a whisper most of the time. Her grades were average. She was average. She sighed inwardly. Her friend leaned in ... -

I have been invited by Kaedo to a club oblivion tonight ... you have to come ... you have .. this is our chance to hang out with the coolest kids in class ... come on ... you have to come Suko ...

-Mitsuko frowned softly. She couldn't imagine sneaking out to go to a club-

I can't ... there's that paper I have to finish ... and you know my father wouldn't let me out the door past seven ... I'm sorry ...

-She sighed before feeling a warm breath on her neck making her jump ... -

Come on Mitsuko ... it's gonna be fun ...

-Kaedo stood and smirked. He was by far the coolest boy in class. Tall, dark hair, deep brown eyes, a star athlete. He was amazing. She'd nursed a crush on him for the past six months but how could he even know her name. Her cheeks turned a bright red. She stumbled through her words but promised she'd come. How could she say no to him? Her memory collapsed into jagged lines. Images floating through her mind. She could remember how she'd snuck out. How she'd arrived at the club. Than it went a little dark. Kaedo was off flirting with some girl but when she left he turned his attention on her. He tugged up the steps of the club to some private room. He was kissing her. His lips and hands all over her body and for a moment she was sighing happily. This was heaven. But it was going too far ... to fast ... -

Wait ... wait ... I ... I should go home ...

-He smirked pinning her against the wall ... -

Oh ... you're not going anywhere ...

-His eyes darkened. They turned cool and mean. He gripped her neck and she screamed out, struggling, scratching as he tore at her clothes. His fist connected with her face a few times leaving it swollen and broken. She slid down the wall not fighting him. He was too strong. When he was done his friends had a turn. Sometime during the whole thing she lost conciousness and died. She stared down at her body. The boys were screaming at one another. What to do with her body? They dumped her outside the club in a dumpster-

-Morning hit the Tokyo streets as the garbage truck backed up. The beeping noise deafening. The dumpster lifted. One pale hand sticking out from between bags of garbage-

HOLY SHIT!

[LittleDeadGrrl]

~Six Months Later~

-The boys were never found. Never convicted. Two months later they raped another girl but she lived. Mitsuko's soul, twisted in Yomi but anger and hate, by a life wasted, by regret, could not tolerate it anymore. She tore her way back to life rising from the grave like some derange zombie. She looked it too, dirty, with her hair pinned back in a pretty bow, wearing her favorite sunflower dress her mother had picked for her funeral. What she did when she came back she didn't know. She had dreams of Yomi. Nightmares of hell but what she had done when she come back she didn't know. She knew she found Kaedo. He was outside some club on a dark night kissing a new girl when he heard a noise. He felt a shiver staring around ... -

Who's there?

-He gazed around and sighed leaning in to the girl when suddenly she stared at him wide eyed. Blood bubbled from her lips. He pulled back and screamed. Mitsuko stood behind, her arm buried in the girl's back, as she pulled out her spine taking it her lips, tasting the blood slowly. The girl dropped, instantly dead. He gasped stumbling back ... -

You ... you're ... you're dead ...

-His words meant nothing. But his screams were satisfying. The kindred found her in the alleyway on top of her tearing off his flesh piece and by piece. He was still alive and she'd eaten most of his legs and arms. It took a while to subdue her and to cover the horrific scene up. She woke days later chained up, fed blood slowly. She blinked her eyes slowly gasping as she gazed around ... -

Mitsuko Takahashi ... you are awake at last ...

-She struggled against the chains screaming out as the dark haired creature came in slowly. The woman didn't smile. Her face was a mask of indifference as she cupped Mitsuko's face who shifted from confusion to pure anger and hatred. She snarled and screamed. She was conciouse but time in hell had polished away some of those tender moments, hours spent being raped had polished a few more. The woman smiled but it was cruel and chilling ... -

Ah ... you feel it inside of you ... the will of the beast .. the monster. You think you understand pain .. passion ... no ...

-She stabbed the dagger through Mitsuko's hand impaling it to the wall making her scream in pain not anger ... -

Agony will bring you enlightment ... you feared pain in your life ... pain of rejection ... pain of life ... now you will feel it so often ... so terribly ... that you will be able to use it ... and you will never fear it again ... do you understand?

-She didn't. Not at first. But she would ... -

[LittleDeadGrrl]

~Ten Years Later~

-She would understand. It just took a long time. She didn't even know where she was. Who she was, but her mistress was right, pain did bring enlightment. After three months of torture, and torment, starving, denied anything but more pain and lessons she began to understand. She began to understand the terrible demon inside of herself. It was horrible. Had it always been there or had she taken a piece of hell with herself back? She didn't know, but that demon wanted every horrible thing, it wanted sex and violent and rape and torture and death. It wanted it all and more. Two years after she began her training she felt a focus she'd never known as a human. An understanding about her world. She sighed balancing on the rooftop staring down at the Tokyo lights below ... -

Asako ...

-She glanced back slowly as her mistress stood beside her suddenly. She bowed her head quietly before glancing back at the skyline feeling the chilling wind dusting her skin. The older woman sighed softly dusting her fingers through the girl's dark hair before dropping her hand. She had caged that demon tightly. Little emotion escaped anymore, at least in public, that had been beaten out of her. She needed a quiet dispassionate mind to survey this world, to understand it, to flow with it and find her place on the path. She took the piece of paper offered and read the name. Her next target. A business man, legit on the outside, but who ran a child prostitution ring behind the curtains. She nodded quietly as he moved swiftly, scaling down the side of the building, jumping delicately barely making a noise-

-She snuck into the highrise office dropping down in his chair as she switched on the computer. It was easy work accessing the information needed on his contacts. On those who supplied the slaves. She worked quietly when the light was flipped on and she heard a gun being cocked ... -

Who the fuck are you ...

-She stared up timidly, shaking a bit, as she swallowed quietly standing. The act was easy enough. He was swayed by her low cut dress. He lowered the gun and it was the last mistake he made. Alone, Suko could indulge a bit, she drew out his death slowly, and when she was done she hung him from the ceiling naked. She shuddered watching the hanging body above as she licked the blood from her fingertips. It frightened her. That monster, who laughed in her ear now, laughed at her, calling her a slut, a whore, a stupid bitch who had deserved to be raped, who wanted it again, wanted pain, and since she couldn't have it, she'd deliver it to the world, inflicting it on one monster at a time-