A White Raven (1)

Ethan' eyes flapped furiously as his head shakes. His shoulder hurts. His both wrist feel like being pulled by something in two different. His whole body felt sore and his head was spinning.

He slowly lifted his head and look above. A torturing light brighten his face as he looked above. He hurriedly looked down to protect his eyes.

He waited to adjust to the light and look around. Surrounding was swallowed by darkness with only light being in the center radiated by light above his head. He was able to make outline of things in surrounding darkness that look like a table and some object on it. He was unable to see further due to absence of light in deep areas.

Ethan remembers that last time, he was captured by Charon. Charon was not in sight but he knows he will be coming soon.

Ethan looks up above again and tried to see the end of chains that wraps around his wrist; but their ends were lost in darkness. He needs to do something now! He can't wait for that Charon to come!

He tries to raise his mana to channel it around wrist but something disrupted it. His eyes move toward his wrist that wrapped by chains and cuffs. Cuffs were glowing for a moment and dim down right after Ethan raised his head.

"Mana Restraint!"

It disrupts the flow of mana by creating a blockage between mana flows. It makes it so target won't be able to control mana inside the body.

His expression turns ugly but relaxed at the realization.

If Charon didn't even do this, then his son might as well as thank him for killing him since he would rather die than be son of such person.

Ethan suddenly found himself in unexpected calmness. It's not that he is expecting someone to save him but he just found himself accepting his situation. He knows that he can't do anything anymore. The moment he got captured; his fate was sealed.

"You woke up ⁓ you little trash."

A voice echoes in the empty room. The voice sounds like a whisper of ghost that has thousands of years of resentment well up inside him.

Ethan slowly raised his head. A man figures with brown hair slowly emerges from the darkness. Ethan instantly closed his mouth and made a poker face.

"What happen? I have waited for you to wake up ⁓ you have to at least, you know, greet me. Heeee."

Ethan can't help but shiver at his look. Charon was far cry from the middle-aged gentleman he met last month. His clothes were disheveled and there were lots of scratch marks around backside of his hands, his cheeks and his neck. Scratches didn't look too big so it is most likely made by his nail.

His eyes were bloodshot. Skin was pale like dead and his breathing sound ragged as he is having hard time breathing.

"This time…no one can save you....that teacher…your academy…hee…anyone….you will die…no one…."

His skin crawls as he looked at Charon. An unknown fear was taking place even though Charon was doing nothing but talking to himself but his voice was too scary!!

"Heee…Heee…Heee."

His small sinister giggles were making his whole body shrink in fear. Charon has waited for too long for this day! When he met this child, he didn't think he was the one who killed him. He thinks that someone else did it and put the blame on him to hide the culprit. He thought he was the clue to his death and possibly related to killer.

But when Bretta confirms that he was the one responsible for his beloved son's death. He was unable to hold himself back there. If that professor wasn't there, he would have made him suffer through all kind of hell at the spot!!

Everyday….Everyday…He waited for this day, when he can finally kill this son of a bitch by his own hand. He waited… waited just for this day and finally the day has come!

"Haaaa."

Ethan flinched at his loud eerie laugh. He wants to run away! This guy is too scary!!

Charon moves toward him slowly with unstable steps. He has bloodshot eyes and mad expression making him look more like a demon from hell!

"I will kill you…no…you can't die yet….you need to suffer the same thing…same as my son…only after you can die…no, no…that will be too easy…you must suffer…beg for death…"

Ethan was close to tearing up. He wants to escape this hell!

Charon moves toward Ethan until he stands less than half a meter away from him and clench his fingers. Charon dug his fingers in Ethan's chest and rips his clothes away. His chest has new red-blood marks overshadowing his old scars as Charon nails claw over it.

Charon is not as strong as warrior but he is still at B-Rank. His body will be many times stronger than a measly G-Rank.

Aggh.

A grunt escapes from his mouth. Ethan had hard time suppressing his scream but he knows he can't scream he must not, regardless of what happen. It is his only way to survival.

Charon wants to torture him and he won't get satisfaction until he will destroy his mind through torture. He will keep torturing him until he will get his satisfaction. If he doesn't get any satisfaction he won't kill him but keep torturing him. He needs to take advantage of that precisely! He needs to live! He must live! He can't die yet! He still need to-

Aggh.

A grunt escapes from his face as Charon continuously clawed his chest. He wasn't using anything but his fingers!

Ethan didn't know why but he was relieved that Charon was avoiding his nipples for some reason. It has no use but for some reason Ethan wants to protect it instinctively.

Charon keeps clawing at his chest with bare fingers while Ethan just trembles in pain and suppressing his scream. He can feel his teeth digging deeper in his skin. He relaxed his jaw but clenches it hard the moment his finger claws at his chest.

Charon continuously claw at him for ten minutes until he feels out of breath. He was breathing heavily while madness and depravity in his eyes didn't seem to be lowering in anyway. If anything, it is only increasing as time went on.

He walks outside the circle of light and move toward the outline of table in darkness. He picks something up from there and chuckle eerily.

"Hee…Hee…Hee."

He turns around and walks toward hanged up Ethan. There were four blades coated with purple liquid, trapped between his fingers.

"Want to know…hee..what is it?..hee"

His words sound like rubbish as he was chuckling between his speeches. Ethan relaxes his jaw and looked at him. He didn't say anything but stare at Charon as he moves toward him.

"It induces endorphins in your body…Hee….Haaa."

Charon told him and chuckle; his chuckle turns into laughter as he imagines this son of a bitch trembling in pain and begging for death after founding out its effects. He won't tell its effect now but making him figured it out by his body. He will tell him that as long as he told him he will let him live.

"Heee…Heee."

Charon was trembling with excitement as he imagined his despair face when he will tell him that he lied.

"It increases pain sensitivity, isn't it?"

Charon face fell when a deep, dry and tired voice rang in the empty room. He looks at Ethan hanged up by his hands. Ethan was looking at him; his eyes and blue iris were directly peering in his eyes..no...to his soul. His black eyes seem to have shade of blue as he stares at him. He felt his back turned cold as he looked in his blue iris.

"You…You are…best…Heee….I am going to love it…Heee."

Arteries in his sclera start climbing toward his pupil. His whole body was trembling as he walks forward. Ethan's eyes still hold its light. He didn't give up yet! Charon can't ask for more. He won't stop until he steals this light from his eyes! He will turn those blue irises of his into pitch black, stealing any bits of light from it.

He stabs the four blades into his both biceps and thighs and hurriedly moves toward the table and brings another blade for his torture. It was a rusted long knife with jagged and uneven blade.

Ethan just closes his eyes and bit his lips. He can feel pain on his lips, it feels thinner than before. He can feel his soft skin on his teeth. His skin feel cold yet warm as a weird feeling crawl on his body from his wounds like thousands of ants.

Aggh.Aggh..Aaah.

"Haaa…Haaa…Haaa."

Laughter continuously rang out in the empty room along with painful grunt.

After an hour,

A lonely bloodied figure hanged up by his hand. It was hard to tell if he is alive or not. It was occasionally twitching from pain but it is hard to tell.

"You awake?"

A childish voice rang out in the room. The bloodied figure raised his head and tries to see between his bloodied long hairs that were covering his face.

He was unable to make full figure but he can tell that a child is standing in front of him. He wants to say something but his throat felt empty and dry as it is completely devoid of anything.

"It is always funny how you always ended in this kind of situation?"

The black haired child giggled as found it funny. He put his hand behind his back and circles around the bloodied figure.

"Hey, Mind telling me. Why don't you try to kill yourself instead of suffering like this?"

The bloodied figure stays silent and unmoving at his question. The black haired child keeps circling around Ethan. He didn't mind his silence as he again asked him.

"Were you thinking someone will come to save you?"

He stops in front of him and looked at him. The child face carries an innocent smile as he looked at the bloodied figure.

"Don't you know…you have no one to save you?"

The bloodied figure still didn't say anything. The child turned around and looks toward the corner. His smiled widens as he looked. He turns toward the bloodied figure hanged by chain and said in excited voice.

"He is coming, He is coming. I really look forward to how long you are going to stick with it."

An outline of man became visible in the darkness. It moves forward and a man emerges from the darkness. He was wearing a white shirt that has blood stains only along the buttons. His expression was terrifying and blood vessels in his eyes were on verge of exploding.

"This time, I bring my pet for you. He wants to meet you so badly that it is wiggling from excitement…Heee."

Charon raised his with a transparent bag. The transparent bag contain smooth black worm with weird tattoos on its back. There were blood-sucking worms!

He went behind Ethan and throws the transparent bag toward his back. Ethan's bloodied jerk up as several worms bit on his back.

Aah.

A dry scream releases from his mouth. He tried to bit his lips on attempt to suppress his scream but all his teeth hit each other as there is an opening on his lips. He still tries to but scream keep releasing from his mouth.

His desire to suppress his scream had reach a level that even right now his mind is doing nothing but repeating this thoughts.

'I must not scream! I must not scream! I must not scream! I must not scream! I must not scream! I must not scream! I must not scream!'

It has turn into hypnotic chant as he keeps repeating it in his mind.

"It's not enough. It's not enough. I brought something more exciting that might help you."

He went toward the table on the darkness and brings another bag but this time it was not transparent. He opened the bag and multiple metallic teeth chattering sounds resounded in the room.

Clink. Clink. Clink.

He pushed his hand inside bag and white small insect comes out.

"You know, these insects are really interesting, you know. Want to know why?"

He moves forward and bent slightly to take a look toward his face. He looks at Ethan's face that was clenching so hard that it veins were popping out from his forehead. Charon's expression turns into ecstatic one. He took a deep breath in his bloodied face and released it as he moves backward.

"Its favorite food is…Human Bones."