Errant Souls •Gratsu• (Older Version)

Killing for Love

(Third Person's P.O.V)

Natsu shooked his head in disagreement, as the ice devil killer chuckled. He obviously enjoys seeing his victims in pain, doesn't He? Natsu thought, shaking the chains in despair, hoping to get out of the tight hold they had.

He winced, as the killer tightened the handcuffs more securely. The fire mage's mind blanked out, in fear and in a painc. Struggling helplessly, he pulled as hard as he could, but to no avail. It's stuck, like glue to him.

The ice murderer leaned forwards, and before he could do what he wanted to do with Natsu, a clear, screech rang out. It echoed around the room, hurting Natsu's eardrums. It sounded strangely like a women's screech. Cursing out loud, he glared at the flamebrain. "Don't go anywhere. If you do," he jabbed a knife in front of Natsu's eyes, "You've got hell to pay."

(Juvia's P.O.V)

Juvia must do something! Juvia couldn't let Gray violate Pinky-san. So, Juvia did what she immediately thought of. Knowing Gray for the past years, Juvia knows as much knowledge and weakness of him as he knows it himself.

Juvia inhaled a deep gulp of air, before She spat out a venomous amount of voice, all high-pitched. That's right, Juvia is screaming out Loud, for Pinky-San's sake, hoping that if Juvia could attract Gray from here, Pinky-san is smart enough to escape.

Please, God. Let Pinky-san escape without a scar.

(Natsu's P.O.V)

I ran.

Not stopping to process a single thought.

I know, after the killer walked towards the source of the scream, I ran away, not caring if he caught me, or killing me.

I just want to get out of here.

Sharp stands of broken glass stuck out, and they pierced deep into my skin, blood rolling gently out. I flinched from pain, but never stopping from running.

Heads littered everywhere, and bodies were bathed in a bloodbath. There's intestines, like hearts, lungs with one flattened side, and bones with flesh still sticking to it. Punctured skulls with deep eye gouge marks were everywhere, and there's a few corpses which has their throats serverly ripped out, so that their heads nearly broke from their bodies.

I jumped over bodies with no heads, and their heads were shoved inside their stomachs, forming a hole. Others has their necks broken from falling down, and the bones were visible, glittering like pale, sliver silhouettes.

A bony arm with only a few blood-soaked fingers were like a trap, trying to catch me off balance. There's even a half side of a body, his ribcage split into halves. It looks as if he just got Marco-ed. Attack on Titan reference too much. I shooked my head. This is getting scary.

This is a living nightmare.

My own breath was getting ragged from running to much, and half of it goes to fear. Steadying my camcorder, I held it up, and carefully walked into a dark corridor, listening to the soft drip-drip dripping of a liquid.

I walked, keeping close to the bloodstained wall, because, never leave your back exposed to murderers and rapists.

I was beginning to feel drowsy again. No matter how many times I slept, I still felt sleepy. Maybe, it's Lucy, trying to contact me?

I pushed open a door, leading to a quiet room. I was beginning to get used to the well-sighted blood pools and the dislocated Body parts. Sighting a locker, I headed straight towards it, feeling heavy wearing overwhelm me again.