Trigger warning ⚠️
Don't read if you're sensitive or if it triggers you in a negative way. The contains are only fictional, has nothing to do with reality.
Author's POV
In the world of Blaze, there was one thing to be remembered, that you shouldn't just do things in a simple way, but make it a whole lot more fun. Don't just make it a simple punch, make it challenging, the time that has wasted make it even more useful.
It looked nothing like the rest of the mansion, with few furniture and a medical bed just in the middle of the room, and a side chair by it. The place was enclosed and darker filled with dim lights.
While the mansion was clean, neat, and luxurious, this place was the complete opposite, yes dirt all over the place, the place was poorly maintained and very filthy. There were even stains that were red in colour, but had dried out so I couldn't figure out what they were.
Soon, the peach black darkness turned into dim light as he slowly opened his eyes, squinting his eyes to see the lights and when they were fully open, he looked at his surroundings unaware of what had happened and what was going on?
Until he finally realises something, it hits him when he recalls the last memory of the earlier incident and tries to get up from the medical bed where he was lying unconcious, but he is unable to move, and when he attempts to get up, he can't, and then his eyes catch himself tethered to that medical bed with a rope tightly circling him around.
Both of his arms were cuffed to the bed's side rail, including his legs, and he tried speaking only to realize that the tape was covering his mouth. He could not control himself, he was controlled by someone, he struggled to move, but it was impossible in every way, moved his head frustratedly left and right, tried pulling his arms and legs only to bruise them, and looked around the room, and he was truly scared to death.
The door to that room opened and Elijah walked inside with one man behind him. He was carrying some stuff in his hands, which appeared to James to be medical equipment. In fact, he struggled to say anything. He tried cooing to get Elijah's attention, but it did not work, just as Elijah stood on the left side of the room, holding the things, looking straight ahead, ignoring the man on the bed, trying to get his attention.
The door opened again and Blaze walked inside with his secretary behind, James looked in that direction and saw Blaze in his usual black attire, and he stopped struggling. James soon face turned into anger as he watched Blaze walking further inside and stood by his bed bed. With his now bloody eyes, James stared at him, "Slept well?" Blaze asked in his usual cold tone.
Afterward, James spoke again, but only he understood the words, so Blaze gestured to his guy to take the tape out of his mouth, "Wh-" exactly James forgot that his lips were moved apart, so he was unable to form a word, so he said screaming again, but almost couldn't, "U-u-unt-t-t-tie me" he struggled again and finally managed to speak, barely audible, but he succeeded.
Although his anger was evident, Blaze appeared unbothered by him and moved to the other side of the room separated by a thin plastic curtain. Eventually, James gave up, "L-I-le-ll-le-let me g-g-g-g-go-o" after Blaze emerged from the area closed with plastic curtain, and James looked at him confusedly. Because Blaze styled himself differently now, he was wearing scrubs, surgical attire, including a surgical mask over his mouth and a head cap.
"You were saying something?" Blaze asked James as he stood just beside him looking down at him with his impartial eyes. Elijah walked up to Blaze and stood beside him, placing stray equipment on the bedside chair before returning to his place, but James seemed too terrified to hear anything around him now.
"W-w-w-w-w-wh-w-h-wh-wha-a-what-t" James tried to ask, but he miserably failed, but he must have been scared of blaze as he watched all the things around him that seemed too odd to him, causing him to become scared for his life. Although blaze watched him, he did not say anything; James, however, was soaked with sweat all over his body. He tried to raise his voice, but again failed.
As Blaze wore the surgical gloves, he said, "You know I was going to do something important, but you decided to awaken my inner beast before I could do anything." He added, "You ought to know about me"
-"You ought to fear me"
-"You ought to know about Blaze Baldwin" -"And you ought to remember him forever"
Blaze moved his head closer to James face
-"Even after death."
James' eyes drank moisture and a tear ran down his cheek.
Now he was afraid for his life as he stared at this monster, not knowing what was going on but it sure did not look good. Elijah then put his hands on James' head from both sides, and he was dumbfounded and panicked. "Welcome to the paradise," Blaze said with an evil smile as he inserted a dilator into his eyes. James screamed in pain, which echoed throughout the whole enclosed room.
With the help of the dilator, Blaze took out James' eye, checked it left and right, he put that into an empty container. Blood was gushing out of James's empty eyes. Blaze then moved to the other side of the eyes, James bounce back and forth in unbearable pain "Stay still, it will get better" blaze said while removing another eyeball that wasn't so good and placing it in the same container.
Both of James' eyes were vacant with blood flowing uncontrollably out, yet no one cared,
they enjoyed it more like blaze did if he intentionally did not cover his mouth so he could hear his suffering scream.
Having moved below the thigh area, James seemed still in pain , as he screamed and everyone could hear him, but no one helped. Now Blaze took another piece of equipment into his gloved hands and started cutting out his penis into thin pieces. James cried out in pain, that could be heared into the miles. Blaze throwed the chunks onto the floor and moved onto with the rest.
Toes. He removed all the nails from his fingers with the dilator, the door again opened and a man with a large saw cutter stepped in, blaze wore his surgical glasses and took the saw from his guy. "James, I'll make it even more enjoyable for you" he said as he moved the saw and fixed it on his ankle. In a few seconds, both ankles were chopped and thrown onto the ground.
Blaze moved to his knee and cut them both, it looked like he was cutting him into pieces, james again cried out loud and it was loud enough for anyone to hear. However, it was a sound proof room, so no one could hear him, except for the people inside this room.
Having lost all of his lower body parts, James was left with only his upper body, "K-k-k-i-ki-ki-kill m-m-ma-a-al-alre-al-already" james finally forms word with his barely audible voice "Where's the satisfaction in that, James?" blaze replied, "Neither you nor I can enjoy it."
This place looked like a crime scene, and it sure was, but there was no saviour, it was Blaze's world, his paradise that you rarely visited, and if you did, it would probably be your last visit. The room was filled with blood all across the floor, soaking their shoes in it, blaze was not left either, he was covered in blood all over himself, as well as the men around him.
Blaze took the drilling machine and checked it's wiring. It did work fine once it was checked, and once he pulled the tip of the drillling machine down on top of James' stomach, he moved closer and dang, the drillling works stratified inside his stomach, the remains scattered all over the entire room as the machine made it's way further inside in circular motion, including everyone who was inside, all of them covered with his blood and James' remains.
In his upper part, a huge hole was dug, leaving everything inside them empty as all the pieces were drew and grinded into tiny pieces, and James soon died, experiencing the most terrifying death of his life. Blaze was right, he would never forget him even after he died.
Blaze who was sitting on the bed side chair now looked at James dead body, with his unemotional bloody face, yes he was drenched in blood, it looked he had taken a both with it, and he looked nothing but a monster who had just fed up on his prey, satisfyingly. He felt good after doing this. Damn it was so hard for him control himself from doing anything the whole day.
That's what you get by awakening the monster. To bad James can't even regret now.
Author's Note :
Hello readers! How are y'all? Hope doing good<3 Long time no see <3.
I'm finally updating <3 hope y'all enjoy this super late update <3.
Let me know how you like it and do let me know if you want Blaze's POV.
All the suggestions will taken into consideration!
If you can please use some power stones <3
Good Night/morning <3<3<3<3<3