The Monster Inside (AoKaga)

Prologue

"Where is he?" Akashi's soft voice danced across the open space. Each person shivered in fear, the pure vicious anger palatable in each word that was spoken. They couldn't even speak for fear of that anger turning on them. Though there was one that finally stood up from the bedside of his 'brother' to just point in the direction. The purple haired giant was ignored after that as Akashi strode by, Murasakibara automatically going to his knees as he passed.

Bloodlust was pouring off of him as he finally found the person that had incurred his wrath. "Haizaki, you dared to ignore my orders, but worse than that you hurt one of your brothers. You have been rallying behind my back for a month now and I was lenient because you were one of my first to be changed yet I realize that was too merciful for you. How will you atone for your sins?"

Haizaki whimpered as he cowered, but anger and hatred flooded him as he gained strength from his other. He sneered down at Akashi, "Why should you be the King just because you were made first? You are weak giving into your human urges." The others in the room paled at the look of calm fury on Akashi's face.

No one had a chance to move before Akashi gripped Haizaki's throat and slammed him into the wall on the other side within a second while baring his fangs. Sounds of struggle came from Haizaki but it was no use, Akashi was absolute. "So you think you are worthy to take my place? Hmm?"

Akashi's eyes burned brightly and he slid his finger down Haizaki's face slowly, drawing another whimper from his mouth. "If you think you are so worthy to rule you will get it." Confusion showed in his eyes, Akashi would not simply give up his throne and everyone knew it.

"Haizaki you are to hereby be banished to the Witherworld from henceforth until your dying day. No one shall be able to speak your name or look upon your face for fear of death or banishment. You will rot in that wasteland for all eternity. There will be no release of suicide for you for you will not be able to harm yourself." And with that Akashi's claws scraped down over Haizaki's face making him scream in pain and hatred for the one he once called King. "This is the mark of betrayal so everyone will know that you are to not be trusted."

Haizaki slumped on the floor once he was released and dragged toward the portal to the Witherworld, where all useless and unwanted things dwell. Once he was thrown through and the portal slammed shut the silence was deafening. A pink haired girl dared come closer to Akashi as he finally relaxed some of his intimidating pressure now that the threat to his throne was dealt with. "Akashi-sama, I do not doubt your knowledge or judgment, but why did you just not strip him of his powers and send him to ash?"

Akashi's heterochromatic eyes turned to the girl by his side, the others were behind her still by the bedside but they all had the question reflected in their eyes. "We may be monsters, but we are not monsters enough to hurt our own. Haizaki will face his fate in time, but first I want him to suffer, death is too easily a release. All in good time Momoi."

They turned back to face the others, Murasakibara was still sipping on his vile of blood while Midorima was looking over Aomine who was still breathing heavily and in the throws of the sickness called blood poisoning. There was a long scar from his left shoulder all the way down to his right hipbone. It would heal in all good time but the thought of one of his own hurting another put more fire to his anger, but Akashi suppressed it.

Kuroko appeared by his side and waited for Akashi's nod before giving him the report, "Kise-kun has just returned from the New World. He spoke of a brewing war between the two ruling factions; his estimations put it as another year before it comes to blows. We may have to set up limitations of immigrants. What are your orders?"

Akashi faced away from them to look over the balcony of his mansion, "Set up the limitations you suggested Tetsuya, but leave the path open for those who have family here or relatives. Also for the pureblood vampires, it would not be good to hurt our relations to the factions, but they must come under the orders that they cannot create violence here. Tell Ryouta to pull out his emissaries from the New World; there is no need for them to be there any further. We will not be providing anything for factions at war as per our laws."

"Very well sire." Kuroko nodded and disappeared after looking towards Aomine to confirm that he was still as well as he could be.

"How is Aomine, Midorima?"

Midorima pushed his glasses up his nose before answering, "He is as well as expected. The blood poisoning is slowly disappearing, but it is still up to Aomine whether he can last long enough for it to leave his system. We have been steadily feeding him blood but he still rejects it. His outcome is out of my hands."

The red eyes narrowed on Aomine's trembling form. "He will pull through. Well done Shintarou." They all sighed in relief, if Akashi said he would pull through he would, he was absolute after all.

On the other side of the world in Witherworld lightning flashes on the horizon as a figure stole across the ground picking up random things as he went. Garbage and blood was splattered all around and shacks and dwellings of random creatures littered the area.

A groan was heard and the figure paused in his ministrations. He crept closer to the sound and to his immense surprise he found a form of a man with cornrows and high-end clothing with the mark of betrayal slashed into his face.

"Ooo, someone was naughty," the figure giggled. "You may be useful to me, someone must've been very angry with you." His pale green eyes flashed in the failing light as he picked up the figure to take back to his run down lair.

As he set him down on the table his eyes flashed open and he growled at the figure standing over him. His claws and fangs came out as he tried to attack but shackles were holding him there. "Release me."

The figure giggled in amusement, "All in good time, Haizaki."