Akuma

Chapter 6- My dear brother...

Kenji's Point of View

Pain. You never know the true meaning of it until you have gone through what I have. There was no source of light nearby at all. I could feel the demons surrounding me. It was my worst nightmare come to life. I was chained up against a stake and was left in a dirty cell left, with no food or water. Bruises and cuts peppered my body. I couldn't see them but the pain started to take a toll on me. During that dark time, sometimes I would come to a short realization, that maybe, there would be a ray sunlight, shining through the clouds of despair but the light did not come. The hope I had initially, slowly deteriorated along with my body. It was still young and developing and if even if there was a slight chance of survival, I would've lead a life being paralysed, mentally and physically. The torture I had endured were things that anyone else could not have dreamed of. My limbs were had lost all feeling and I could barely even move.

Other than all the abuse I had received, there one thing that hurt me the most. It wasn't one of the many of the physical scars, but the pain of missing my brother. I missed him so much and I kept on picturing him in my head, encouraging me to hand in there, hold on to that very frail string of hope I had. Every night I dreamt about him and wept in my sleep. I wanted him by my side, but that dream never came.

I heard what they were saying back at the restaurant but I just didn't say anything. I knew all the evil deeds Satan had done. I had heard everything that Makato said, even the powers. It's not that I didn't want to acknowledge it, that maybe this world was not all rainbows and sunshine, I just chose not to say anything rather than upset Akuma with my deceit.

The hideous figures would come in every now and then and torment me until I was on the verge of exhaustion. They would humiliate me in front of the other creatures. I had eventually gone through so much torture to the point where I just couldn't feel the pain or think anymore, except for the image of my brother. I heard what they were saying back at the restaurant but I just didn't say anything. I knew of all the evil deeds Satan had done. I had heard everything that Makato said, powers and all.

When I went to the lavatory, I finished my business fairly quickly, so as I walked down the corridor and as I walked towards the door, I heard some faint whispering. Perhaps it was the wrong thing to do, but at that time nothing mattered. I wanted answers so I had to get some. I pressed my ear to the door and heard everything. They say that curiosity killed the cat and now I wish I had taken heed.

When Akuma met Zac, I just had this feeling of uncertainty about him. I knew what Akuma would say so I said nothing about Zac. As soon as Makato and Akuma left, the boy sitting beside started to have this dark aura emitting from him and within 10 seconds he had transformed into what seemed to be his true form. It's body structure was so horrific and disturbing with rotten chunks of muscle clinging to his skin on threads of flesh. The image of Satan.

Without hesitation the 'thing' grabbed me by the neck and threw me at the wall. Bits of the wall started to fall apart and once again and took me by the neck and smashed my head against the wall.

"You have such a weak body. It will be easy to crush, however I need you alive... for now" Satan said with a sinister smirk.

"Akuma! HELP!" I screamed.

"Your puny brother can't hear you, Kenji" taunted Satan.

And with that, he delivered a final knock to my head which delivered me unconscious.

Now that brought me to why was I here? What did they want from me? Not learning from my previous experience, I heard some of the cloaked beings whispering about Akuma and how he would come here to save me. Hearing this panic started to overtake me and I started to see black spots. No! Akuma must not come here! Realization came crashing down on me. I didn't want Akuma to save me. It would just be a suicide mission. A strangled squeak escaped my mouth. The inhuman beings whirled around, their cloaks replicating their fury, realising that I heard. My glassy eyes anticipated the pain to come as a loud slap resounded through the room. Not even flinching, I bore the pain, knowing that soon the sand would run out of the timer and there would be no one to save. Just as the demon raised his fist to deliver the final blow that would end it all, a loud commotion was heard. My life came to an earth-shattering halt as I watched Akuma burst in followed by Veronica, Dylan and Makato. Help had come but not at the most pleasant moment. I watched in awe as my brother, my hero, battled through the waves of minions, defending their master.