Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens? ❯ Night of pain ( Chapter 3 )

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Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens?

Chapter three: Night of pain

Tsuzuki didn't know how long he had been awake before his amethyst eyes finally opened. His head pounded and he felt sluggish. It took him a couple of minutes before he noticed that his arms were restrained above his head while the rest of his body was kneeling on the cold cement floor beneath him. His eyes traveled around the room that he was trapped in.

The room itself wasn't all that bad. The walls were a creamy white with no windows. Only one door led in and out of the room and was set on the wall on the far wall. The room's floor was strangely enough made of cement and the gray surface dug itself into Tsuzuki's knees. The only furniture in the room was a bed and a table with a cloth on it. Tsuzuki wasn't sure but he thought he saw that something was hidden beneath the cloth.

The angel groaned as he tested the restrains that held his arms tightly. The metal of the restrains dug painfully into his wrists. He could tell by the feel of the smooth metal that those restrains weren't of ordinary metal.

"What are they made of? I should be available to break metal…"

"But these aren't ordinary restrains, my dear Tsuzuki-san"

Tsuzuki looked over to the door as Muraki stepped in. the man had taken of his longs coat and now wore white pants and a white shirt. His smile brought no comfort as he walked up next to the confused angel.

Behind Muraki came some sort of dark creatures. They weren't human, but they did look a lot alike one. They were completely black, face, hair and cloths. Their eyes also separated them from humans. The seeing orbs were blood red. Not shining, glowing color of red, but pure blood. They stared at Tsuzuki as they closed the door. The angel could count up to about six creatures.

Muraki smiled at the stunned grey winged angel. He wasn't stunned to see the creatures… after all, he was the one that had created them. Muraki lifted the amethyst eyes angel's chin to gaze into the beautiful orbs. "Do they scare you, Tsuzuki-san?" he asked sweetly as he ran his thumb along the angel's jaw.

Tsuzuki finally left the black demons with his eyes to look at the white clad man that stroked his chin. "No, they don't… not really… what are they?" he asked.

Muraki chuckled low and his eye looked at the angel adoringly. "You are truly clue less, ne, angel? Have you never heard about Slowaks? I thought that Tatsumi-san always informed his worker about the devil's powers"

The amethyst eyes grew large as they stared into the grey eye of Muraki. He couldn't believe that Muraki knew about Tatsumi. Who or what was Muraki? "Slowaks? Tatsumi? Wha?!" Tsuzuki was really confused.

"Shhhhh, Tsuzuki-san. Let me explain all to you…" Muraki hushed and placed a white finger on Tsuzuki's lips to silence him.

"Slowaks comes from the world opposite of heaven: hell. They obey the devil and his loyal subjects without questioning. Ten years ago I met the devil in person. I promised him my loyalty in exchange for power. The devil granted my wish and now I can control his demons. I take the life force from angels that come to earth and give it to the devil himself…" He pointed to his hidden eye as he continued. "This eye is his gift to me sense I lots my real one in a accident"

"Wait a second! Banok told me that no angel has ever left the heavens except for me! How can they have come to earth without him noticing?!" The angel wasn't sure if he should have interrupted Muraki's story, but he needed to know.

"Oh yes almost forgot that part. You are very observant, Tsuzuki-san. As you know, Tatsumi would never allow an angel to leave the heavens. It's to risky, as you have noticed. Some angels think that heavens are to still, to un-risky and they go out and seek for action. They probably were very adventurous in their life. Sense they can't leave the heavens thought the door, like you did, they jump any opportunity that crosses their path. That opportunity was me"

Tsuzuki was listening so carefully at what Muraki said that he didn't notice the Slowaks that was mumbling around him. He was never aware of the fact that they touched his wings and chuckled in their dark language. What Muraki told him he couldn't believe. "You couldn't have entered the heavens. I m the gate keeper! The only way into heaven is by the gate!" he shouted. He was scared. He was scared of the thought of this man walking around in heaven. If Muraki could get in, the dark powers should…. He shivered at the thought.

"No, I have never been in heaven. When I `guide' an adventure-seeking angel to earth, I meditate. My spirit is the one that the angel in question meets. A spirit doesn't need to go through the gate, a spirit isn't dead… so it was quite easy to go to the heavens without walking through the gate. I searched for the angels that were looking for some action. I only told them about earth and the things that happen here. If the angel accepts to follow my spirit back here, their fault. As soon as the angel is within my grasp… you know the rest…"

"That doesn't explain how you know Tatsumi!"

"Oh I know your boss, Tsuzuki-san. Tatsumi and I have met before. He once met my spirit, but he was the first one to refuse my offer. That was too bad, he had such a delicious life force…" Muraki ended and he licked his upper lip as he could taste the life force of Tatsumi.

Tatsumi had looked for excitement? Tsuzuki couldn't believe his ears. Tatsumi, the book worm and workaholic… had been bored enough to consider going to earth? "How's that…?"

Muraki once again placed his finger on the pink lips of the amethyst eyed angel. "Hush… you ask too much. You truly are a curious one, ne, Tsuzuki-san?"

Tsuzuki yanked his head free from Muraki's grip and growled lowly. "Are you going to take my life fore as well? Are you going to give it to the devil?"

Muraki blinked and then threw his head backwards gracefully and laughed. Not an `I m a mad doctor' laugh, but a rather amused. He ran a hand through the soft chocolate colored hair as he smiled sweetly at Tsuzuki. "Heavens, NO! I wouldn't dream of killing you, Tsuzuki-san. You are too beautiful to die… No. I told you before: I m going to keep you as my own. And I must do whatever it takes of me to make sure that you don't escape me"

Tsuzuki was about to question the last sentence when he felt his wings being grabbed hard in clawed hands. He tried to look behind him, but the restrains forbid him to do so. When Muraki left him to walk off somewhere, Tsuzuki started to struggle hard. He twisted this way and that in an attempt to shake the hands of his angel trademark. He could count up to four hands and that meant that there were two Slowaks that held him by the wings. He started to yank on the wrist restrains only to have two Slowaks coming up to him and hold his hand still. The remaining two held the squirming body still.

Tsuzuki growled and shouted at the dark demons to let him go. He could feel their darkness as it seeped into his skin. He recoiled as he had been burned as the hands on his wrists touched his skin. The darkness was cold, yet blazing hot and it surrounded him like a fog. He was aware of Muraki as the man had approached the table with the cloth covering the top. When the grey haired man pulled the cloth out of the way, Tsuzuki couldn't contain the frightened gasp that made it way from his throat.

The table held on its top, knifes that was used in medical use only, needles and thread and some shots with different colours. Muraki pulled on a pair of white rubber gloves as he gazed at the angel from over his shoulder. "Don't be frightened, Tsuzuki-san. You'll heal quickly after this"

"After what?! What are you going to do?!" the angel shouted as he struggled harder against the darkness that held him still.

"I don't want you to run away so I'll take away your wings. Even if you manage to leave the mansion, you won't be available to return `home'"

The amethyst eyed angel screamed at the demons as Muraki approached with one of the knifes that had been on the tabletop. Tsuzuki could only wail in fear as Muraki kneeled next to him. The white clad man lifted a hand and pressed at the place where Tsuzuki's wings made contact with his body. Nodding to himself, he lifted the knife and brought it up to touch the skin. As he pressed the blade into the skin of the angel, Tsuzuki screamed out in pain. Muraki never paused as the blade made its way through the king and flesh.

"I'll cut the wing of at the junction. That will hinder the wing to grow back but your skin will heal nicely"

Tsuzuki wasn't listening to the sick man. The pain was too great and he felt darkness tug at the edges of his consciousness. Tears of pain and despair ran down his cheeks as he could hear something crack behind him. The pain of Muraki's blade had taken away the feeling in his back, but he didn't have to feel it to know that Muraki had broken off his right wing. In the background he could hear a thud as the now dead wing hit the cement floor.

Tsuzuki wasn't conscious when his other wing was removed.

Muraki stood and took of the now bloody gloves. His eyes looked over the wounds that now had started to heal. He smiled as the unresponsive body as he ran his hand over the almost healed skin.

"I m never letting you go, Tsuzuki-san. Never"

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Gomen for a horrible chapter, but I have been busy. I had to take my bunnies to the vet today.