InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stay With Me ❯ Abuse ( Chapter 25 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha! The frustration! All the characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. Thank her for the wonderful characters I have terribly used.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Bastard was pacing again. His footsteps thumped against the rough flooring beneath them. It was starting to grate on his nerves. Takeru was so very tired. Bastard had pulled him back out of the freezer very soon after his last beating. Too soon. He could still feel the burns on his back and arms from before.

Shinju was beating her little fists against the door again. He could hear her pants as she braced for another attack. His ears twitched seconds before the man behind him kicked into his small tied hands.

“I don’t understand it. You heal far too quickly. I need to figure out what the hell would keep you from fixing yourself…. Although I have to admit I like knowing that I don’t have to wait long.”

The thumps of heavy footsteps surrounded him again. Takeru wiggled his fingers to get the feeling back into them.

“You can stay alive for awhile I guess. I want to figure out how much pain your fucking father can go through. You get to be my guinea pig hanyou. How’s that sound? Everything I do to you? I’m going to do to that useless father of yours. I would have thought a bomb would kill him but I can’t be blamed for that going wrong. There was no reason for me to know how quickly he would heal.

The burns seem to last longer. Maybe I should try working on the burning. Cut first then burn? Surely that will work… What do you think? Why don’t we lose those nasty ears again. They keep reminding me of what you really are.”

Takeru couldn’t keep the cringe from showing. His ears had finally healed! Although he did notice that hearing was still difficult. He had to concentrate to hear things that weren’t in the room with him.

He shoved his surroundings out of his mind quickly. He was aware of Bastard digging through his tools, never a good sign, so he blocked everything out. He tried to concentrate on things he was goin to do when he got away from Bastard.

He definitely was going to spend as much time with his momma as possible. He knew when he got out things would be different. His dad was probably gonna be weird if he lived, Uncle wasn’t going to want to talk about it at all, and he was not gonna be normal. He knew that things were changing. That he was changing. He didn’t want to change but it wasn’t something he could fix. Being here and living through this stuff wasn’t going to let him stay the same.

Bastard was grinning down at him but he ignored it. There was a sharp buzzing sound and then his hair started to fall into his lap. His head felt lighter and it wasn’t hurting yet so he let it go.

Shinju was going to be like him wasn’t she? Maybe she wouldn’t remember it all. He couldn’t remember stuff from when he was little so maybe she’ll forget it.

There was something hot and sticky sliding down the side of his face. Probably more blood. He couldn’t feel the cut yet. That was bad. He knew that if he didn’t feel it at first that it meant he was hurt really bad.

His momma would love him still wouldn’t she? Takeru panicked a little inside, but he calmed himself down. She wouldn’t like him thinking like that. Momma would always love him.

Even if he came back broken…

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“Mrs. Takahashi. We found another note… there’s… there is more than just the note ma’am”

Kagome uncurled from her place on the couch. The guard looked highly uncomfortable and upset. She was terrified at what that meant.

“Thank you. I’m assuming Sesshomaru has the note?”

The guard nodded before swiftly turning and almost running from the hall. Another bad sign.

Kagome gathered herself before walking those last painful steps down the hall and into Sesshomarus office.

The scene terrified her. Sesshomaru stood in front of his desk staring down at a piece of paper. Rin was crying silently beside him. Her small hand shook as she covered her mouth. Inuyasha… Inuyasha stood with his back to her. He was holding a picture in his hand.

It was the horror on his handsome face that finally broke her from her stasis. She ran to him and snatched the picture from him. No one said a word as she studied it.

The child was cold. His skin was almost blue. His small head had been shaved completely smooth. Hollows stood out under his eyes as he stared at the person taking the picture. Hatred was stark in his young face. His mouth was curled into a snarl. His fingers were bloody and she didn’t understand why at first. Her mind tried its hardest to protect her from the naked truth.

Her son. Her one light in life was missing every single one of his claws. Not even human fingernails graced his tiny hands. His ears were hacked down to stubs on his bald head. Those thin little ears that twitched in his sleep were gone. A bloody mess covered most of his head and parts of his face. He had been beaten badly and very recently.

He held a newspaper from the next district over. The date was for today.

On top of all the lettering for todays news were block letters.

I CANT MAKE HIM SCREAM

ILL TAKE HIS VOICEBOX NEXT

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