9 Chapter 9 : The Break (2/2)

Hansuke walked straight towards him. A hammer appeared out of thin air and floated into his hand.

”Han...”

DING!

The hammer pierced the left temple of Kenji's head and retracted, leaving a gaping hole in his head that poured red liquid and a screaming Kenji that looked like a madman covered in the blood of his victims.

DING!

DING!

DING!

Over and over, the Hansuke illusion smashed his best friends face in, in the end, a mutilated mush of brain matter and hair remained resting along Kenji's shoulders. His eyeballs drooped as one fell, and resembled a ball dangling on a string. Kenji died. Then, Kenji was right back where he started. Hansuke then pulled out several kunai, and the cycle repeated. Kenji was mutilated for what felt like an eternity by his best friend.

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Back in reality...

The Commander stood behind a screaming, dream state Kenji with a whip. At the end of it, a shuriken was attached. The man flung his weapon towards Kenji. A scraping sound was muffled behind the yells and bloodcurdling cries. When he was done, an x of overlapping cuts were imprinted on Kenji's back. The x stretched from the top of Kenji's shoulders to the bottom of his rib cage. Each line was about four inches wide.

The genjutsu specialist continued to monitor Kenji for two days, making sure he wasn't broken beyond repair. The commander became bored, so he decorated Kenji's torso with scrapes. Randomly placed and many overlapping with another, the young boys chest, stomach, lower back, and shoulders looked like an abstract painting of cuts.

As Kenji awoke in a hospital bed a week later, the Commander stood idly by with interest. He wondered how Kenji would fare after THIS.

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Note : I'm a sick individual. I know. I'm a sucker for character development, so everything that happens in the next several chapters will greatly impact what Kenji becomes in the future. I'm going to put warnings before every chapter like this, but I promise that not that many will be like this. So if this isn't your thing, I understand. Correct me if I'm wrong but I think this specific thing is called angst. lol. And with that, I'm out. YERRR!