The Mysterious Voice 《ON HOLD》

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Warning! Warning! Warning! Don't read it if you guys are comfortable. This is just a story and I don't know why I am writing this.

Shiro gasped lightly, shakily lifted his eyelids as he shielded his eyes from the light and grunts when a sudden pain ran over his body.

Blinking rapidly, he finally see his surrounding and found himself staring at the clear windows with white walls.

"W-wha...?"

"Calm yourself boy," a man speak in his mind with an amused tone. "You're in the hospital and your safehouse."

"Shut up," he grumbles. "This is not my safehouse." He then groaned after trying to sit up with the help of his trembling arms.

"Do not forget that we make a deal," Diablo remind him. "You have your wish to see your family but it will be your last when your time is up."

"I did not forgot it and I know," Shiro breathes, sighs with relief as soon as his back against the wall.

(Flashback)

"What exactly is your offer?"

"My offer for you is to have your body as my own," Diablo smiles at his now alert look.

"Why should I do th-?"

"Let me explain boy," his eyes glow with threat and anger as Shiro keep his mouth shut, knowing fully well that a demon in front of him is having his limit.

Now his eyes are calm and playful with a bit of dark familiar glint.

"As I was saying, I will have yours and you will have mine." Now Shiro looked confused. Sensing his confusion, Diablo switched his legs to cross over once more. "Humans are rather easy to manipulate with their minds and emotions," the demon explains. "My kind are rather... kinky and it's easy for them to manipulate human's minds with their own."

"Which is make it easier for most of them since humans have dark childhoods and they just need to achieve their goals by snap."

"Snap?" Shiro couldn't help but asks.

"Emotions and reminders are always been their unknown triggers," Diablo chuckles darkly. "What is it for? What is it that cause them by snap? Love? Hate? Misunderstanding? Pressure? Secrets? And the lists goes on, the crimes seems to be everyone's favourite as far as we watch."

Shiro suddenly shivers.

"Oh? Finally notice? Pity," the demon said with a hint of mischiveous and amused. "Did you know that we have been watching every humans around the world? Their unspoken sins? Their secrets? You can't hide what you're hiding," then he grinned so wide than usual.

"So... so you're saying that we cannot hide our secrets from your kind and..." Shiro gulped, felt afraid. "... my will is weak?"

"Weaker," Diablo correcting him. "The mother will used your mind just like other childrens and with their innocence and curiosity, they will gain their trusts to her too easily."

"Just like me and Jack..."

"Like you and Jack," the demon agreed.

"You're going to be inside of me and my mind," Shiro realized. "With my quirk and your power... I-"

"You're not unstoppable," Diablo cut him off. "Like I said, you're one of hers and she'll not hesitant to urged you to come back to her and sooner or later, your will might get weaker than ever."

"Then why the offer?" Shiro questioned.

"So I can kill her by myself," Diablo smiles with mad glint in his eyes. "I want to feel her blood running through my arms and body, I want to hear her screaming to my ears and a trophy of her head."

"A-Aren't you gu-"

"I assured you, we are not."

Diablo suddenly lean forward and Shiro shrieked when he found himself sitting on the demon's legs while facing to each others.

"But as for you, the reason why I offer you was because I want to rip that little shit apart and have you as mine."

Eyes roamed at his skinny yet captivating body. "My blood mixed with yours and the price is, you will stay with me by my side."

Shiro paled.

"N-No!" He struggled but the strong and possessive grip hold tightly as he winced in pain.

"You won't go to Heaven and your soul will be corrupted by me and me alone."

"Let me go!" The man almost sobbed.

"Sh-"

"Let go!"

"Listen to me when I am trying to talk to you," Diablo said calmly with his aura grow dark and anger. Shiro stiffened and whimpers.

"If you don't want to get caught by her again," the demon said. "Then you will have to run and escape again for more years. Do you really think that bitch will make it easier for you? No, the more harder you tried to escape and the more she will ended up killed you."

"I-I ca-"

"You said, you want to die in peace wasn't? Would you rather die at her hands with suffering pain and agony? Dying in the world where you will never see your family again?"

Shiro choked, tears falling from his eyes as he bit his lower lip.

"Do you really think that your plead will get to her? No, she will keep on kidnapping those children and even if you give yourself up to her, she will keep on doing the same thing over and over."

The man flinched at the hands clenched tightly at his legs. "If you accept my offer," now Diablo is cooing at him with sweet tone. "I can help you, guide you and if you willing to share your blood to me then those children will be safe."

Shiro gulped, didn't dare to move when the hands are now on his back.

"You will helped me by killing her and I will helped you by helping those children."