Excerpt from my Tokyo Ghoul story, Sacrifice, featuring my OC, Corie Masataka.
*The moment I questioned my sanity while writing this story*
Corie burst into the so-called ‘hobby
room’, a large chamber with a black-and-white checkered floor.
The entire place smelled of Kaneki’s
blood, but to her despair, the boy was nowhere in sight.
However, a large mess of a ghoul with a
half-kakuja rested on the floor, writhing in clear agony. It was hard to believe that was the same
ghoul who had beaten her up two weeks ago.
She quickly went over to him and knelt
down beside him. “You are going to tell
me everything that happened or I’m going to make you wish that whoever did this
to you had finished you off. Start
Yamori continued whining and wailing
unintelligibly. “1000…minus 7…993…”
Corie released her kagune and stabbed him
directly in the back which caused him to scream. “I said start talking.”
“That…that kid,” he mustered out. “That little punk. He-he did this. I’ll…I’ll kill him! Minus 7…986…979.”
“Wait a minute, you mean to tell me that
Kaneki, a kid who can barely defend himself, did this to you?” Her face hardened when she realized what that
meant. “What did you do to him?”
Yamori continued groaning and mumbling more
Corie stood up straight and kicked him so
that he rolled onto his back. Then she
stepped over him and stood directly above his waist.
“You know, the last time you saw me, I
believe I promised that I was going to rip your heart out. Well, never let it be said that I don’t keep
She let out a scream and plunged her hand
directly into his chest which caused Yamori to cry out in agony.
Corie yanked her hand out with the massive
organ in question. It remained beating
in her palm despite leaving its owner.
“Well, how about that? Jason does have a heart.”
Staring down at the ghoul who wheezed and
gasped for breath with his only life force gone, Corie slowly crushed the heart
in her hand. Blood and gore dripped down
her arm until the organ was nothing but a pile of mush. She let the pile fall from her hand directly
Running footsteps sounded from outside the
chamber along with several voices she knew belonged to no ghoul.
Corie smirked. “The fearsome Jason of the 13th
ward, downed by a teenager, a woman, and an investigator. How humiliating for you.”
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