Black Chainsawman Novels & Stories

Deep lash marks cover all over as I whimper, curling into a ball on the cold, unforgiving floor. The longer I peer into the flames, the more I see. A figure emerges from the shadows, a twisted man, a man who looks familiar holding the whip imbued with silver, making the cuts deeper and harder to heal. His loud cackle, a cacophony of madness, echoes through the air, drowning out my scream of excruciating pain.

Emiliano. ​He wasn't in a suit or a silk robe. He was wearing dark work trousers and a black undershirt, his powerful torso gleaming with sweat. He was standing on a small, muddy rise, wielding a heavy chain saw, cutting down a dead, massive oak tree that had fallen across an old stone wall.

They were the triad everyone whispered about in the border villages, the ones who took what they wanted and left nothing behind. Thorne Blackwood stood in the center. He was tall and broad. His black hair was cropped short. His green eyes were sharp as broken glass. Scars crossed his bare forearms like maps of old wars. A heavy silver chain hung around his neck. Even from twenty feet away, I could see the glint of metal lower down. Piercings. Thick and deliberate. They showed against the tight leather of his pants.

Para akong nasa loob ng isang mayamang bahay. "Is this a building or a mansion?" tanong ni Amber na nakanganga. Her question cut to the chase. Ang ganda talaga. But wait 'til you see our parking lot. Its a mixture of gold and black with intricate designs. Nonetheless, this place is one to behold. "Mahihiya naman ang heels ko sa kinis ng sahig ng parking lot" Amber jokingly said. Napatawa ako sa sinabi niya ang bumaba na ng sasakyan.

Even if it is the last thing I do on this mountain. The first shape appeared among the trees. Massive, dark gray, with eyes like a tomb. Silas Blackthorn had come home.

" Even before she could finish speaking, the bald man suddenly grabbed her by the waist and waved his left hand. Casually, stroking at the air to create a space crack. Then he moved, along with the beautiful woman, into the crack—Disappearing into the void. This happened, all within the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, the other semi-naked warriors around, after making sure that there were no survivors left from the enemy side, gathered around a tall black semi-naked man. The semi-naked man was standing on an elevated ground. From the way the people gathered around him, he seemed to be some sort of leader. Although he was standing motionless, the gentle winds continuously blew black gas away from

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

The figure dressed in black stood, watching, waiting. At the sounds of chatter the figure tilted his head slightly. His dark pupils with a white Iris, saw three figures tumbling through the trees. For a second he contemplated his choice, but decided that in this case dumb was safer. He also considered that theses women had their own vendetta that just so happens to aline with his. The women soon draw near and stopped. "Well do you have it," one of the women, the mother he presumed shakily. A rythmatic chuckle went through. The ladies did not know whether to be scared of it or fall in love with.

She screamed and hid behind him when she saw us. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Big Boss exclaimed looking back and forth on us. I take a good look at him. He looks like the same age as me. “It’s not for you to know.” Black Dragon answered pointing his gun to him. I gripped my own gun, ready to use it if needed. Big Boss is about to move while the woman positioned to run. Black Dragon spoke. “Move even an inch and I’ll blow your heads simultaneously.” His voice sounded cold and emotionless. I looked at him and was startled to see his face expressionless. He looked like a professional cold blooded killer. Big Boss and the woman froze. Black Dragon turned to the woman.

The screaming bounced off the walls, and I moved my hands away to see what was happening as a dark cloud of power washed over us, making me feel sick. More witches appeared on the walls, in the trees, and on the ground. They were all dressed in black, blending into the shadows, and all working for Cain. The force around my legs released as a blood-curdling scream sounded. I quickly scrambled to stand, rushing back to get away from Cain, who was still watching with interest. “How sweet. Your little pet came when he was called. So obedient. It is a shame I have to kill him. I could use more soldiers like that.” Cain mused before turning to Kaiden.