Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Id ❯ Omen Hunt ( Chapter 24 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Twenty-Four: Omen Hunt:
-Friday Night-
One of the remaining subjects from the high school snuck out for a
late night party at the club. She couldn't understand what was
happening to her. Five days ago, she received a shot from a couple
of students from Todai. They told her it was experiment. Something
didn't feel right with the situation, but the college students
assured her it would be fine.
The changes occurred on the second night. The student, test subject
#7, felt hungry all of the time. No matter how much she ate, it
didn't help. Her thirst showed the same pattern. The girl wasn't
sure what she heard in her head. Day by day, it got worse. The poor
soul just wanted to slow down and chill. A dance club was at the
bottom of the list to do that.
On the other side of said club, Tsuzuki and Hisoka sat near the
bar, watching. The first attack took place in this atmosphere.
Tsuzuki turned to his partner.
"See anything yet?" he whispered. Hisoka shook his head. They
focused on the crowd again.
The lab rat took in heavy breaths as she walked through the doors.
The buzzing filled her ears again. She shut her eyes to block out
the pain, but then she paused.
What is that? The girl sniffed
around. Blood? Suddenly, she felt something crawling on
her arm. Her darted downwards. Worms moved up and down her skin at
rapid speeds. She tried not to scream out. They're eating
my arm! Sirens filled her head. Not again! She
saw his face as he laughed at her. Don't open your eyes!
Don't open your eyes! Don't open your eyes!
Tsuzuki noticed a young high school girl standing alone in the
crowd. He observed her body language. She kept her eyes shut as if
to wish something away as her body. Tsuzuki poked Hisoka in the
shoulder.
"Hisoka-kun," he whispered. "Do you see her?"
"Yeah," the younger shinigami whispered.
"What's wrong with her?" Tsuzuki asked. "You don't think
she's…"
"We have to see," Hisoka whispered.
"Right," the older shinigami said with a nod.
This time, beetles joined the worms on her arms. She couldn't see
them, but she knew they were there. Get off! Get off! Get
off! Her nails scrapped the skin leaving blood staining
the pink painted tips. She wanted to stop, but the bugs kept
coming. Another wave of sirens filled her ears.
Please stop. Stop! Stop! He laughed again. He always
mocked her misery and poor choices. Why can't you leave me
alone? What do you want from me? Go away! Go away! She
kept her eyes closed. That was her only way to protect herself.
Suddenly, the unthinkable happened.
Crash! The victim stumbled in her tracks, yanking her eyes open.
She jerked her head up to see a twenty-something guy staring at
her. His beer spilt all over her black sweater.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said. "You're not hurt, are you?" Fear
distorted his voice into a twisted, distant animal noise. Her heart
raced all the way to her ear drums. Her pupils shrank with
terror.
"Are you alright?" the man asked again. The heavy music drowned out
her screaming. Tsuzuki and Hisoka sprang into action.
"Think she has the virus?" Tsuzuki asked. Hisoka nodded. The
shinigami raced to the victim in the middle of her break down.
Colors raced as she clawed at her arms and neck. The worms and
beetles crawled all over her skin. Racing, blinding; the smell of
blood flooded her nose.
"Calm down, dono!"
"No! No! No!" Hands reach out to grab the girl.
"Stay away! Stay away!" He laughed at her pain. Spinning. Racing.
Running. Running. Running. She tried to get away. The shinigami
chased her out of the club.
Snow. Blinding lights. Her arms and neck covered in blood. She had
beautiful red flower clips in her hair. The poor child started
ripping at her hair and crying. Words became lost from her mouth.
She could only make sounds reminiscent of a wounded dying animal
fighting in vain to live. Lunacy swallowed up her surroundings.
Mama! Mama! Mama! Her thoughts became jarred. Not a
single inch of human remained within her. Her eyes became two black
holes. Two bright headlights came towards her in the snowy night.
All she saw was a flash of black and then…
Nothing.