Well, today has turned to complete shit. You see, early '87, I was in Tokyo as a guitarist in the band known as Rommel. Our singer, Shu/Jun, seeing as I didn't know Japanese, hired a girl named Junko Furuta to teach me the language. Around 3 weeks later, the two of us started dating.
So, 5/23/88, a devil tried to rape Junko. As ridiculous as this sounds, I shit you not. Some prick came out of the ground outside of the warehouse I call home. Junko, who had been inside the building, had gotten tackled by the devil. Now, holy water has no business doing anymore damage than normal water, but apparently, it's fucking magic. So, I grabbed some (can't remember why I had it.), and poured that sumbitch on his neck. He jumped off Junko, and I put the rest of the flask in his mouth. He went back through his magic circle, but not before burning me. After that little incident, Rommel, Junko, and I celebrated my 16th birthday.
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What brought my day down, was the fact that I found my girlfriend in a barrel. Mind you, I didn't have contact with her for over a month, it turns out that people had murdered her. At first I was distraught, when I found out the full extent of what she went through. I spent a few days wandering in torment, during that time, I found out I had a sacred gear, or I'm going insane, it might be the latter.
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As of now, 1/9/89, I stand in a Family Court (being 16, this is a juvenile case, no doubt my victims would've gained the same treatment.), I'm on trial for a dozen murders. Jo Ogura was scaphed, along with his mother when she defiled Junko's grave. Shinji Minato and his family were butchered in their house. Hiroshi Miyano was found in a brazen bull. Tetsuo Nakamura was killed with phosgene gas. Koichi Ihara was starved to death. Two police officers were found with 3rd and 4th degree burns on their corpses.
I had a deal with the judge: I prove that my victims were worse than me, because as of now, he doesn't know about the crime that took place beforehand.
"Alright Ryuji, let me explain a little event that caused me to go Maximum Hitler on these motherfuckers. Back in November, my girlfriend was kidnapped. She was taken to the house of Shinji Minato."
My hands were starting to shake, a mix of horror and fury started to creep into my voice.
"My girlfriend, one Junko Furuta, was raped over 400 times, burned, pummeled, forced to drink her own piss, had her left nipple, fingernails, all of that was torn off. A lit light bulb was shoved in her vagina, her vagina and clitoris were immolated, fireworks were shoved in her vagina, ears, mouth, and anus. She was forced to eat cockroaches, forced to masturbate in front of the occupants of the house, and anyone invited to rape her as well. Iron bars, scissors, and skewers were forced into her vagina and anus, which made her unable to piss and shit correctly. Multiple times, barbells were dropped on her stomach."
At this point, it was a mix of crying and rage. The Gremory family, the Satans, the Furuta family, my family, Rommel, and members of the Black Jade Triad, were having to witness me all this time, at least one person vomited. The Triads were looking dead-faced, but I trust that a war could be brewing.
"Okay, almost done. Her breasts were ran through with needles, and her eyelids were burned off. She was starved, and after a point in the beatings, she couldn't eat food or drink water! The officers that were killed had went up to the house, were told there wasn't a girl, and fucking left, no further investigation, cunts!"
I slammed my face into the table I was sitting in front of. I did it a few times before one of the cops restrained me. I looked at the cop, he was pissed off.
"If the officers had investigated correctly, those 40 days would be 16, my girlfriend would be alive, and those fucking cunts would be on trial! Now, they're dead! When Junko tried to call the cops herself, she was caught, and her legs were burned. She had to go through more of this, along with having the shit kicked out of her by the guys when she wet the carpet. She was promised to be set free if she won a game of Majhong, when she somehow did, they burned her to death, stuffed her in a barrel, and sent it to me! Are you seeing why I killed these motherfuckers?"
"I see why you killed the teenagers, but why did you kill the other people, Jonathan?"
This is harder to justify, but I have my ways, mostly through testimonies of the Triads.
"The rest of the Minato family had been complacent, no attempt to save Junko, stop their piece of shit guests, nothing, didn't fuckin' care. The cops had fired on me, and tried to arrest me for a rape that the group had committed while they had Junko. Jo's mother tried to stab me, and defiled Junko's grave, and helped Ogura capture women. I'm not all that well versed with Japanese law, but they would be here anyways. I'm not a murderer, I'm an executioner."
The rest of the trial went as he promised, I was acquitted, and the Gremory family offered to take me to their territory. I had to decline, I had to get back with the band. However, their daughter, Rias, gave me a card that would allow me to summon a member of her peerage.
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1/12/89, it's safe to say I'm not in the best shape. You see, I had just left a concert with Tokyo Yankees, since that Rommel broke up. I was moving with a few Triad members, when the group had been ambushed. Right out of the gate, the dude next to me was shot in the jaw, the bullet flew past me, and gave me enough time to grab the man's gun, and duck.
A second later, he got shot in the forehead, and he was killed. I poked the gun, an Austeyr, through the window, and put a dozen rounds out of it. The guy in front of me got a light spear through the chest.
"Oh, fuck off!"
I opened my door, and ducked into an alleyway. I got a graze on my left arm, and I hid behind a dumpster. The dumpster got some rounds fired into it, and I almost got a bullet through my head.
A few minutes later, a guy ran around the corner with a Type 85, he raised the gun, but got turned into Swiss cheese, at the expense of the only magazine I had. I hid behind the dumpster again, but it didn't save me from the light spear going through my left arm. I put my right hand over my mouth to muffle my scream of pain. I guess we have a fallen angel in the force or some shit.
"Wait, I have that card, right?"
So, I had to check my pockets, and I pulled the card out. Soon after that, I felt as my cover was thrown into the wall on the opposite side of the alley. I looked up, and saw a woman with black hair, and the devil that tried to rape Junko. I pulled out my blessed knife, and threw it at the devil. When my throw got him in the throat, I was set on fire and impaled through my chest. I watched as those two chucklefucks left, and my card had started to summon something, sadly, the flames and spear took me out before I got to see what would bring me back.
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FanficMost dragons became gauntlets; not Helcaraxe. She became my Sacred Gear, and decided to become my guitar. Though, the death of Junko Furuta sent my life in a different direction...