Kaneki Ken x Creepypastas

Chapter 4: Broken

(Art work is not mine)

     Eyeless Jack POV

     E.J. was confused when Slendy had said he was going to "talk" to the boy in front of Dr. Smiley and him. His injuries were really bad and he had lost way to much blood. He was practically dead already. He could hear the boys heart beat- it was getting fainter by the second. Slendy was being extremely quite. Supposedly "talking" to the boy. E.J. figured that he must be trapped inside his own mind. Not able to escape, which means Slender was be trying to bring him back. To free him from the confines of his own head.

     E.J. was glad they had managed to stop the bleeding from his now empty eye sockets and the hole in the back of the snowy haired boys skull. E.J. knew what it was like to have your eyeballs cut right out of the sockets, so he felt sorry for the kid. He knew that Slendy would've only brought him back to the mansion if he had the potential to become a creepypasta. If he really was one of them, then there could still be a chance that he would be able to see again- at least in some way or another, like himself.

    E.J. was about to begin making splints for the bones poking out of the mans pale, cold skin, when Slenderman suddenly shouted, snapping out of the boys mind scape. "Everyone get back righ-!" he was cut off by a loud shriek coming from the broken boy. Everyone jumped back, including E.J. as a suffocating CRACK! sounded throughout the room.

     E.J. and the others stood behind a calm Slenderman appearing to shield them. He noticed from where he was standing, as did the others, that the gut wrenching sound had come from the boy lying on the bloody floor.

     More sounds followed the first in a series of snapping, popping and crunching of bone marrow being brought back together, and those sounds were followed by more tortured screams. E.J. was forced to look away, as were others. Even Jeff turned his gaze elsewhere and he was one of the most gruesome killers that lived there.

     He couldn't avert his gaze for long and soon E.J. was focused back on the boy writhing on blood soaked floor. His  body snapped upwards in an arch, earning one last crack as the last of his bone put themselves back together. A cloud of what ever blood was still left in his body, sprayed into the air through the cuts and slashes remaining.

     The screams were replaced by whimpers, and the same mumbling from earlier. Considering the way he was brought in, he figured it was safe to assume that he'd been through something awful. Maybe, even before Slendy had found him. That could explain the white hair as well.  Marie Antoinette Syndrome: a syndrome that causes the hair to turn white due to extreme amounts of pain, stress or fear. He heard about these things in a psychology book he once read, it told about was happens to the human mind and body after traumatic experiences.  What about his fingernails though? He didn't quite understand why they were black, but he could tell that they were not painted. That they were natural.

     "895... 888... 881..." The mumbling  continued, sounding strangely Japanese to E.J. ears, and the open slices in the boys skin begun to knit themselves together. Leaving no scars on the porcelain skin.

     His black nails reached upwards and he started clawing at his ears, tearing the recently healed flesh apart. The room was silent for a moment before everyone jumped as he shrieked, "C-c-centipedes in m-my e-ears... get o-out!!!"

     His voice became strangled and forced as he stopped scraping his ears away and whispered, "Eat". E.J. heard it, and not a second later four red tentacle like things burst out of his lower back, with the sound of tearing flesh, and pointed themselves towards the group.

     "Slendy? What the hell is that!?" Clockwork, who was also in the room and had been silent until then asked with wide eyes.

      "I'm not sure. I guess we'll just have to find out once Kaneki calms down. If we can get him to at least." The operator replied.

     "Wait," Jeff said. "Who's Kaneki?"

"The poor boy before us of course."

     "That poor boy?" Jeff questioned. Voice deepening in disbelief. "Look at that thing!" he shouted, pointing to the boy E.J. now knew as Kaneki. What an unusual name. He looked towards "Kaneki" who was currently hunched over on all fours, head down, tentacle things surrounding him protectively. E.J. could tell by his body language that  Kaneki was struggling to keep himself from attacking the residents of the home currently in the room.

     "Yes Jeff. That poor boy is in pain and he needs us to help him, we need to open his eyes and show him we're not going to hurt him." Slenderman reached to Kaneki with his own black tentacles, wrapping them around the boy who was now thrashing, trying to escape. With his remaining tendrils he begun to pull on the only thing stopping his blood from pouring out of his head. The bandages. 

     E.J. stepped forwards in a futile attempt to stop the faceless man, "Slendy don't-!" To late. Slender was already dropping the crimson soaked clothes onto the slick floor that would have to be cleaned later. Kaneki's face was covered in blood. His hair too. The hole that was previously in the back of his skull was gone and covered in clean ivory hair.

     His eyes were closed. Scrunched up tight. His face, contorted in pain, relaxed a bit as Slenderman gently sat him back on the ground in an upright position. He kept his eyes shut, covering his face with his hands. Head tilted away. "You can open your eyes now child," Slenderman said.

     Wait... What!?

     Kaneki lowered his hands. He stood up, an raised his head towards Slendy. Opening his eye lids, jaws dropped. E.J. was bewildered. He, as well as everyone else present in the room, had seen how his eyes were gouged out.

     But... instead of seeing two empty eye socket like his own... him and the others were seeing two fully healed eyes. Like nothing had ever happened.

     And even more shocking than the fact his eyes had healed entirely... was that one was a light shade of silvery brown... and the other a red iris with a pitch black sclera.

      Slender's voice interrupted their shock. "Welcome, child".