Nimura Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

- Psalm 22:2 * * * * Tokyo Medical University Hospital Tokyo, Japan Yuri is frustrated, Ren is irritated, and Tohya is annoyed. The three Phantoms were currently at the reception desk of the Tokyo Medical University Hospital, and were trying to convince one of the two receptionists that they were given the clearance to enter the morgue of the hospital for investigations. The entire morgue level of the hospital was shut down by the director of the hospital until after the investigation. “Look, we’re given the clearance to enter the morgue for investigations,” said Ren for what seemed to be the umpteenth time, growing steadily irritated with the guy that he was arguing with. “Do us a favour an

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

His face hardened at the memory of what this face did to him , he shut his eyes tight and tried to divert his thoughts. The room was pitch dark, suddenly a dim light turned on, beneath the light was a long mirror, Mahira saw herself in the mirror, but the reflection in the mirror appeared to have pale white skin , she was covered with blood all over, she opened her mouth to speak but was silent, then her eyes look at her and turned evil black as she lifts both her hand, to her horror Mahira sees the reflection holding a knife in one hand and a male doll in another, she lifts the knife and slashes the neck of the doll in one ruthless strike, then the reflection begins to cry.. Mahira calls ou

Gage's POV: "They've got him Gage, he's locked in the basement," Alex tells me. "About fucking time," I growl and stand up from my bed. We do business with the Tokyo Mafia, and they've graciously let us stay in their guest house while we are here. Hayato, the Tokyo Mafia leader, has allowed me to borrow some of his men to bring in Amida. Amida is a cartel man who is helping Iris. And lucky for us, we've found him.

His eyes darted to me before looking at the screen again. “The problem is that in order to work on the de-binding agent, we need a sample of the host. We have never captured a Nokaura alive. We only need a small piece to analyze the physiological makeup of it, but we do need a sample.” Nobody has ever captured a live Nokaura. They were not exactly the domestic type. They were the destroy the village and bathe in blood type. A demonic Chihuahua. “Do you have a container that can hold it properly?” I asked, looking straight at him. He nodded slowly. “Good. I’ll get the sample.”

I closed my eyes and began to breathe through the pain, hoping that with just a few moments of rest I could continue this seemingly never-ending hallway. Once again, I found myself floating away, but this time when I landed in the hospital room I didn't panic. I looked out the window and saw that it was dark outside, darker than normal from what I could tell. When I got close, I could see that someone had turned off the outside lights. But even without it, the outlines and shadows of people mulling around outside were still visible. They didn't look like they were moving as Soul Eaters had been. Soul eaters, it was amazing how the idea of that didn't seem so ridiculous or alarming now.

Now, before you make your final mistake of this meeting, think about what I've told you," I advised him. He dissected my words and body posture with the skills of a professional cop. "I would like to talk to your ninja – Ms. Miyako Yuki," he requested. Miyako had a last name and it meant – Snow. Game of Thrones? "Yes?" Miyako responded. I gulped. Vincent nearly leapt away in surprise. "You ARE a ninja," he croaked. Miyako looked up at me, gave me a wickedly little grin then shared it with Vincent. "I confess to nothing," she beamed. "Ms. Yuki, last night at approximately 8:30 pm Tokyo time, a series of violent criminal actions happened in five of Japanese largest cities," Vincent told her.

Natalie still hasn’t appeared, and the rest of the group is growing restless. Finally we come to the end of the street to see Natalie standing before the master by herself. Wait not standing but floating, her hair has fallen out and hangs down her back while her eyes rest on the master. He seems to be looking straight back and neither of them are moving. Ash looks confused I assume that he can see the monsters. Lyrica has gone still and Cooper is looking around with wide eyes. Can he see something that we can’t see? I turn to Alex and notice that she is also looking at Cooper.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get