(Mild Violence)
"Warning, Host, Emergency Quest! Save Saki Yoshida from being Raped in the karaoke room, you have thirty minutes to get there!"
I looked at the map and made a hard U-turn, spinning the Land Rover around as I floored the gas. I sped off to the karaoke place and slid to a stop behind it. Then, I walked inside, making my way to the room with Saki inside. I looked around to see a girl not in good shape, but she hadn't been touched yet, as I walked over to pick her up. "Who the fuck are you?!" Yelled the man, only for me to pull out a needle and inject him with a drug, making him wobble back as he didn't see that coming. "What did-" He was out before he could finish speaking.
I loaded Saki, into the passengers seat and through the rapist into the trunk of the Land Rover as I texte Yui that I need her to do something for me as I wanted her to be him my house before I get there and to help wash and take care of Saki for me as I need to take care of the guy who was about to ruin her whole life. She replied that she was already in my house, making me chuckle as I gave her the key yesterday.
Pulling up to my house twenty minutes later, I carried Saki into my home and laid her on the sofa as Yui was over. "That's my school uniform." She said as I looked over at her. "A man drugged her with a date rape drug and was about to rape her. I want you to take care of her while I kill the man." I said, making her shiver as she looked at me. "I told you I have a compulsion for violence, and it's telling me to let it out. You may think differently about it, but I need to do this, Yui." Laying everything out for her as she looked at me before walking over and hugging me. "I don't know what you went through as a kid, but I know you would hurt someone who didn't deserve it, at least that's how I feel. I will wait for you and be here to love you no differently." She said.
Kissing her as I rubbed her cheek before leaving and heading to the abandoned building, as I felt my blood grow cold, and flashbacks to that night when I changed. Gripping the wheel tightly as I pulled up to it, it was dark and only one light worked inside the building that hung in the middle of the room as I dragged the bitch ass rapist into the building. Buying an X-shaped piece of wood with restraints for the arms and legs, placing it on the ground, and putting the loser in it. Before pulling out the hammer, I looked at it, and a flash of lightning sounded out.
18 years ago
In a dark room, a child was lying on a mattress with nothing else in it. The window was boarded up, so not even light from the storm's lightning could make its way into the room. The child pulled a spring out from under the mattress. He started to shave off the pointy end of it, trying to make it smaller as he worked on it for an hour, until he looked at it. Struggling to his feet so as not to open the fresh cut that was sewn up by his mother just an hour earlier.
Feeling the doorknob, this little boy found a hole in it. He stuck the spring into the hole and pushed it forward until a click sounded out. Walking out of the bedroom, he heard the sound of the TV in the dark living room, and then he saw a black person sleeping in front of it. As he walked past the dining room table, he saw a worker's belt. Looking at it for what seemed to be minutes, he reached out his hand, grabbing a hammer.
"What's going on!"
Shaking my head as I looked at the man waking up, I put the hammer onto the table, bought a sledgehammer, and placed it next to the hammer before turning around. "Whats going is you were about to rape a first year high schooler, when I saved her you rapist piece of shit," I said, walking over to him, looking down at him as he started to yell at me.
"Let me fucking go! Do you know who I am? I have friends!" He yelled, making me laugh. "Your in debt up to your fucking eyes and you think you can threaten me with 'friends' no one is going to save your fucking ass, for the fact no one knows your even here," I said, stomping on his face, making his teeth cave in.
Moving back to the table and picking up the sledgehammer, letting the head hit the ground as I dragged it behind me, walking in a circle around me, seeing the fear slowly building up in his eyes. "You know, the hammer is probably the greatest tool ever made. It has been used in making just about every fucking thing. I don't think another tool could beat its importance; some are close, like the saw, but the hammer brings everything together." I said while walking around him, slowly letting his fear make this so much better, until I stopped at his feet.
As I lift the sledgehammer up, the sound of lightning echoes in the building.
18 years ago.
Standing in front of the drunk black guy who was passed out, the child held the hammer above his head as he brought the hammer down on the one who took pleasure in cutting him and waking the man up as he stumbled forward, tripping over the coffee table and falling onto the floor. The young boy stood over him and brought the hammer down once more, then twice more. This went on for an hour until the young boy was covered in blood, panting on the ground, unable to hold the hammer anymore.
The young boy's face became cold as he picked himself up and grabbed the hammer, walking up the stairs until her pushed open a bedroom door. Walking into it, he stopped before a woman sleeping in the bed.