Murder Drones Oneshots (mostly Nuzi)

Guardian Angel Finale Part 2

This one gets pretty dark- nothing insane but lots of talk about torture.

Red eyes. Crimson skin. Sharp bloodstained fangs. Forked tail sharp and crooked.

That's how N looked. That's how he really looked. Uzi knew that now, and she'd be lying if she said it wasn't scary, but she'd also be lying if she said it changed anything.

She still loved him.

It had been around a week since V and J took her demon lover away. Since she screamed and broke his heart. She didn't mean to scream- it was surprise more than anything- Uzi knew N would look somewhat like a monster...

She just wasn't ready for it to be revealed so horribly. Especially as N was essentially being pinned down by J, making him yell and thrash, like a wild animal unfairly chained. It was horrifying to see and painted a terrible picture in Uzi's mind. A picture she should have seen sooner, but was disillusioned to ignore.

Now Uzi stood alone in her room, crying as she slid on her prom dress. Khan had begged her to go, insisting it would be good for Uzi to leave her room, maybe get to dance a little with some other kids her age.

Obviously Uzi wasn't going to do that. The only person she'd let touch her was probably in hell right now, hopefully alive and well, ready to come back for her any minute.

Alive N was, well N was not.

Chained to large stone pillars N hung naked, looking almost as if he had been crucified. His tail was shorter than before, like it had been cut (it had), and his wings were stored in a cupboard below his body. N was high up, so all other demons could look at him and learn, learn what happened when you disobeyed the rules of the underworld.

Speaking to a drone? Rule breaking. Befriending a drone? Treason. Falling in love with and almost penetrating a drone? Beyond comprehension.

Despite N being hung in Hell, he had a frequent holy visitor. V came by everyday just for a few minutes, she'd place healing ointment on N's back where the wings had been removed and gently fix his hair while mumbling apologies.

While N appreciated these gentle favours, his favourite part of the visits was when V would tell him how Uzi was, even if it was just a 'she's alive'.

V had been given permission to watch over Uzi under the guise it was to make sure she didn't try and summon N, in reality it was to give N something to look forward to. A small glimmer of hope in his new torturous life.

The second after V would leave, the pain would begin. Everyday his tail would grow a little bit, not much, but enough for his body to ache from tiredness. Regeneration was not a painless process and left his entire body feeling strained, especially as he was weak anyway.

That wasn't the 'torture' part though, that would be when a hooded demon- who N believed was the same person each day- would come in with a heated axe. The hooded demon would lower N just enough to reach his tail, N would be too weak to move it, and so the axe was free to slice off whatever part small had grown back. Beginning the painful cycle all over again.

This was only part of his eternal punishment, as a few hours after the hooded demon would chop off his tail, another demon would arrive to rip out chunks of his hair. It grew back almost instantly- but that only made it more fun for whoever pulled at it. Getting to remove as many pieces as they could for sick kicks, they wouldn't stop until at least half of his head was bare. It would barely grow back to its original length by the time they returned.