Abomination(Tokyo Ghoul)

Chapter 3 part 3

Chapter 3 part 3

It took the scrapper, Jiro, approximately ten minutes to kill the rest of the family. Those past ten minutes brought a rush of excitement and joy to me. It was a strange type of brutality that I've never seen before, for some reason it really amused me.

Once Jiro was forced back into his cage, the bodies were taken to be cooked. Everyone was escorted to their tables where dinner would be served.

I sat across Tsukiyama and waited patiently for my meal. One of the waiters came up to our table and filled my cup with rich, red blood.

"How was the show?" he asked me

"Shockingly, it was much more amusing than I thought. It's really packed in here."

"With the size of those people, of course there would be more customers. Their sweet scent led them here, however I think you have a different taste." he grinned.

"Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow as I took a sip of my drink.

He leaned back in his chair and snapped his fingers. The waiters came out with the meals steaming under the lids. Once the waiters revealed our meals, everyone's faces lit up.

People around me began to dig into their meals, but I remained motionless, staring straight at Tsukiyama.

"What's the matter?" he mocked me as he dabbed his mouth.

"What were you saying before?" I clenched my cup.

"You don't care about this dinner. All you liked about this was the violence that your body is craving for."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I gritted my teeth.

"Watching that scrapper makes you want to tear something up, doesn't it. Specifically, other ghouls."

"How-"

"Megumi the Cannibal. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Everyone in the room froze from the sound of my infamous name.

"Y-You! You're still alive?!" A woman jumped up from her seat once she recognized my face.

"Don't you dare come crawling back to the 11th Ward! Filth!" a man grabbed one of the slices of flesh from his plate and flung it at my dress.

"Honey, stop making a scene!" His wife pleaded.

"Why shouldn't I? Without her damn bodyguard this brat is nothing! She's the one who ate our daughter's child!" he hollered.

Everyone in the room gave me death glares from all the rumors this moron was blabbering about. A crowd began to form, all of them jeering and throwing food at me. I tried to back away from them but there was too much going on.

With my eyes busy, I didn't notice the chair behind me. I fell back and tried to push myself up. Everyone around me were cursing and spitting on my name.

In my head, I kept hearing Noboru's voice telling me to be good. I couldn't break my promise, after all he's gone now.

"You were only living off that sleazy bastard and now you're trying to live off MM." Two ladies yelled at me.

"A great guy like Noboru shouldn't have wasted his life on a brat. What an idiot." An older man sighed.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" I screamed. At that exact moment my kagune burst out of my back.

"Fuck it! I'll stand here and take the insults but once you dare to mock Noboru, it's the death penalty!"

Everyone stared at my kagune, fear filled their eyes and their mouths gaped wide open. Soon people began to evacuate the room, as for the main victims I sliced off or stabbed their legs.

As for the man and his wife, I pierced their hands and feet, lifting them off the ground to face me properly.

"You're a monster! You are neither the filthy swines that we eat nor a ghoul! You're an abomination to this world!" he screamed in pain.

"Please dear, stop this!" his wife screamed.

"Noboru wasn't the bodyguard. I don't need to be protected, I never needed it! I AM MY OWN PROTECTOR! I DON'T NEED ANYONE!" I laughed hysterically as though a great joke was cracked to me.

Within a split second, I began to tear apart all the people I had disabled. I skipped around the room as they were trying to crawl away from me. I was strangely happy.

I've never felt this merry and free in my entire life. I spun around the room as it was showered with blood. The weight was lifted off my shoulders, I was light again. This freedom, overwhelmed me. I don't need to hide anymore, everyone should know my name. Everyone should be quivering in fear and begging for my mercy!

I got down on my knees and stared into the man's eyes as he shuttered from pain and fear. I repeatedly stabbed him until he no longer looked like himself.

"YOU LOSE! I WIN! I ALWAYS WIN! NO ONE FUCKS WITH ME!" I laughed in his face.

I suddenly jolted from the sound of a single applause. Standing by the door was Tsukiyama, he was completely spotless and extremely happy. I looked down at my hands and gasped at my appearance.

"I didn't expect you to go overboard with it. But I admit that I am amused by your skills."

My kagune slowly began to shrink back and disappear.

"Why did you do this!?" I demanded him as I got up from the ground.

"The rumors about you have intrigued me ever since you disappeared, I never expected to see you in person."

"You did this just to watch me go nuts!?"

"Non!" he raised his hand to stop me from saying another word. " This particular group from your ward have been bothering my customers for a while. When I realized who you were, I thought 'why not let her eliminate them for me?' Surely, I made the right decision. Today is an exciting day."

Was this creep watching me in enjoyment from a distance?

"Are you some kind of ...pervert?" I backed away.

"Far from it! I'm just an admirer from your work, that's all there is." he laughed.

"You let me kill them...just because they were rowdy low lives?"

"That's not all. These bastards have been criticizing my restaurant's meals and I couldn't have them spreading such ridiculous ideas about my business. This is just a friendly warning to critics out there." he gave me a warm smile and held his hand out to me.

"Come! Let's get you cleaned up."

I stood still, hesitating on whether or not to trust this perverted maniac.

"If you are your own protection, then coming with me shouldn't be a problem for you."

I took in a deep breath and walked over to him. I grabbed onto his hand and he helped me walk back to my room. Right when we left the room, a mob of maids and waiters ran in to quickly clean up the mess.