Writer note:
IM NOT DEAD!!! ITS NOT MY FUNERAL YOU'RE GOING TO, ITS MY MOTIVATIONS FUNERAL!!! WOOHOO!!! I'LL BUY TICKETS FOR Y'ALL, FRONT ROW SEATS TO THE BURNING OF MY WILL TO LIVE!!!
Sorry that I haven't posted a new episode in like a week, I had tests coming up and I've been sick. I also feel really lightheaded all the sudden. I'm even more sorry that I can't make more episodes in such a long amount of time, but please give me some time bbq (Bbq does not stand for barbecue it stands for gosh dang BABY QUEEN.)
We're starting with a Genya pov AGAIN. GOD DAMN GENYA YOU GOT A LOT OF THOUGHTS. I FUCKING HATE YOU FOR THAT. STOP THINKING.
Okay into the actual story, thanks for being patient with my dick shit bbqs 😋
Genya P.O.V.:
As I go deeper underwater, I can feel three cold hands with webbed fingers wrap around me, the hands pulling me down quicker than before.
I go deeper and deeper, unable to move, I can feel the cold water that surrounds my body, slowly getting more and more freezing by the second, and my oxygen slowly getting pulled away from me. I don't know how long I must've been out, but I'm sure it must've been a fucking while, because when I wake up again, everything is completely pitch black around me, no source of light.
Once I finally manage to open my eyes again, my muscles are still extremely weak, but I can at least move them now. The creatures hands are still grabbed onto me, but their grip is slowly getting more and more loose around me. I squirm around in the water, and I manage to get the hands off of me. I start trying to swim upwards, trying my best to reach the shore, but I can't tell if I'm actually making any progress since it's fucking pitch dark. Darker then my soul, and no one understands me, either... Shit, I sound like a millennial trying to go back to their teenage years right now... Nemi was right, I am in my emo phase... God damnit it, why is he always right. Even after a few more seconds, I don't see any light approaching as I continue to try and swim, but... That just probably, hopefully, luckily means it's night time right now, right?? I can't be that far from surface, right?? I think... I hope... As I continue to swim, slowly getting more worn out, the same hands grasp onto my ankles tightly, keeping me still in place. 'Shit' Is the only thought that comes to my mind, before I'm forcefully pulled down by the hands.
I try to wrestle the hands away from me by kicking my legs around, but I fail almost miserably, like a baby, and I think my pathetic attempts made them more enthusiastic about torturing me. They let go of my feet and legs for a few seconds, spiking my hopes of escaping, just for them to lower again once I feel the hands return on my shoulders again. Welp, I'm screwed. But hey, my brother was probably going to kick me out of the house anyways soo... It's a win/win but opposite. It's a lose/lose. It's actually a drown/abandonment kind of thing, but hey, aren't we all in a situation like that once in our lives?? No, no you're not. That's why this shouldn't be happening.
I close my eyes for a second, before opening my eyes again, as if I was hoping to see something different once I opened them again. As always, all I see is pitch fucking black. I can feel a long, scaly texture wrap around my legs, something that feels like some type of fish tail. The hands long fingernails dig into my skin of my shoulders, and I can feel the creatures toned body pressed against my chest.
I try to look around for any source of light, my heart racing as I feel something's bare skin press against my body. But I can't find jack shit, it's still black no matter how hard I hope and wish. Until, right Infront of me, two glowing turquoise eyes open up, their widened eyes staring straight into mine, almost as if they were trying to find all of my deepest darkest secrets. The eyes narrow slightly, the sharp pupils dilating as I hear a scary ass giggle echo around in the sea around me. I try to gasp for air, but not only am I trapped underwater, this creature decides to use its little fucking puppet trick on me. AGAIN. It's getting old. Another pair of eyes appear, before all of the hands let go of me, and I can feel the figures twirling around me in the water, causing a small change in the current because of how fast they are. It's almost like eagles surrounding their prey. And I think it is like that. I don't think it's a metaphor anymore, I think I'm prey.
As they continue to swirl around me, they start to giggle, giggling turns into laughing, and laughing turns into sadistically roaring. Suddenly, all of the movement in the water stops, and so does the sound. The webbed hands return on my shoulders, and their tails wrap around my legs again. They start staring into my soul again, except their eyes are glowing brighter, allowing more light to the area. Their appearances become more easy to see, at least... Wait... They match the description Kanroji gave me of her kids... Like, exactly?? But ones missing an arm... And... They're not human... There is no way they are human... Instead of legs on their bottom half, they have king fish-like tails, sharp fins that look like they're used for killing. And according to what I can see, there's other figures in the sea around us...
Wait...
Those aren't more weird fish demon who want to kill me...
Those are dead bodies...
bleeding out and subconsciously sinking into the water, the corpses surrounding us. One of them had their eyes forced out and limbs bent unaturally, another had a spike coming out of their snapped neck. There's at least maybe ten more corpses that had all died by different types of torture, most of them having their intestines ripped out like some type of pig. My eyes widen with fear, and I feel sick to my stomach... I want to fucking throw up... I want to do something... but I can't do shit about it. I just have to stare at the two people who committed the acts as they stare back. I know exactly what they're planning on doing with me, and I know they want to make it as torturous as possible.
"Oh, would you look at that~. Wandering eyes, just like the rest of them, Yui!" One of them says, their voice dripping with manipulative desires, my eyes snapping away from the corpses and back to them as I hear their voices. One grins widely at me, the other one with the missing arm, scowls at me instead, both of them showing off their sharp teeth.
(Writer note: Right now, it just became 1:07am. My bff was talking to me as I was writing this, bless his soul honestly. My man really stayed up late for me. Special shout out to Griffy Wiffy poo bear!! Okay back to Genya's POV)
"Oh, so he is like the rest of them..." The scowling one says, getting closer to my face. "I told you, Mui, now don't tell me he's cute again. You'll get attached." A slight smile appears on the judgemental ones face. Wait... The other one thought I was cute..!? What the actual fuck... How come this sexy bitch with probably extremely high standards thinks I'M cute!? Is he blind or something!? "Oh look!! His face is all bright red now!" One says playfully, their grin growing wider, and their tail wrapping around my legs even tighter. "So cute~." When they say that, is when I realize how bright red I actually must be right now. The added compliment only serves to make me feel even more flustered. "Oh, Yui, doesn't red meat usually have more protein in it~?? We can have a good meal out of this one..." They glance over towards the other identical creature for a second, before cupping my face with his webbed fingers. My heart skips a beat at the thought of being consumed, though I won't complain after all of those previous compliments. "I'm not sure that's how it works in a scenario like this," One says, their expression returning back to the original scowl. "though, if we can have a bit of fun with him, then I'm fine~." They both start to chuckle, and they press their bodies against mine. The one missing an arm presses their stomach against my back, and the other presses their chest against mine. "Look, he gets more red as we get closer to him more~." One whispers into the others ear.
They share another maniac-like laugh with eachother, before the one behind me whispers into my ear. "It's getting too late for you, isn't it~...???" They say playfully, and one tilts their head at me, their grin still wide. They obviously know the answer, they just want to hear the pain in my voice. But, even knowing their intentions behind it, as they say that it's when I realize... It is, isn't it?? Its a miracle I've lasted without oxygen this long, there's no way I'll survive any longer. Before I could react further to the words, the other one suddenly leans in, getting ready to press their lips against mine.
"Good night, sweetheart~..."
And with that, they press their lips against mine, closing their eyes as their fangs release some type of toxic venom into my mouth.
Wait...
...DID I JUST KISS SOMEBODY, WHO ACTUALLY THINKS IM CUTE!?
Writer note:
"How many words did you want to write in your story?"
1300
"How many words did you write??"
1700 exactly...😨
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