روايات وقصص ضمن Tokyo Ghoul Torture

NOEL'S POV With a swift motion, I plunged the scalpel into Logan's thighs, drawing a scream from the bound Alpha. The scalpel was not an ordinary one, it was laced with wolf's bane, a deadly poison that weakens and inflicts pains on wolves. As a matter of fact, all the torture tools were laced with one deadly poison or the other. I ignored the sound, my focus solely on inflicting as much pain as possible on Logan. As the torture continued, I could feel Gertrude's eyes on me as he watched the sadistic side of me come to the forefront. I bet he couldn't believe what he was seeing, but he knew better than to intervene. He was just a head after all.

Lucas and Zoe became infamous overnight. The university punished Lucas, while Zoe ended up hospitalized from her injuries. It was the same familiar hospital ward. Last time, Lucas promised her the world from this bed. This time, Zoe lay there, bruised and battered. Lucas broke down in tears when he saw her in bed. “Honey, I don’t even know how I lost control. I didn’t mean it! You have to forgive me!” Zoe clutched her injuries. “Do you know how much it hurts? You don't, because you're not the one injured!"

" As he finished, an indescribable stench unfurled, leaving Frank narrowing his eyes in the stink. In a split second, the dark figure before him disappeared, reappearing the next instant behind Frank as if teleporting. "Die!" Ghost bellowed. Frank turned even as he felt the shockwave on his nape but felt the agony in his stomach before he could counter. "Oof…" He gasped, looking down to see that a bandaged hand pierced through his entire stomach. As Ghost pulled out, his hand was now covered in pieces of Frank's innards! "Frank!" Skyler was just coming upstairs and paled when she saw that. "Oh, Torrent's pet? Perfect. I'll wipe you all out right now!" Ghost exclaimed with a maniacal grin, li

I'm sick and tired of coming here again and again and these little insect-like vampires aren't opening their mouths. "Use the knives." I order the torturers. The torturers threw the wooden sticks and picked up the knives. I hear screams and cries as they start to torture them. Their fingers are being chopped off, their skin is peeling down slowly and deeply. They are dying here, they are in immense pain but still they aren't ready to reveal anything. "Stop." I ordered, bored of hearing their filthy screams. The torturer stops. How much brainwashed these artificial vampires are. But I'm not less determined to find out what I want to know.

I glanced at the guards who understood what I meant and immediately gagged him ignoring his struggles and placed a wet towel over his face and dumped a bucket of cold water over his face while he struggled. I walked towards the table which held all the torture tools and ran my fingers through them with a cold expression. “You see, Glenn, you touched someone of mine and now I have to show you why I'm not to thriffled with.” I picked up the electric plier and zapped him with it while he trembled due to the shock but I didn't stop there. The guards dumped more water on his face and I increased the voltage to 200 watts and I zapped him with it once again and this time he convulsed violently.

To add to their suffering the room is going to flicker from blinding light to pitch black darkness so after this first episode they will only be able to feel what is happening to them never see exactly what goes on. To add to the pain, they will be physically whipped, the whip I have chosen has shards of glass encased in it, designed to tear the flesh off their bodies by the time the week is over they will be begging for death. To make matters worse I will have the guards leave glasses of blood around the room, they will be able to smell it but not drink it, to stop them from passing out they will have a drop of blood twice a day to keep their senses sharp enough to stop the pain from dullin

“Be careful what you wish for” The hoist with the silver cuffs lowers down from the ceiling yet again I’m cuffed and hung up from the hoist by my arms. The torture trolley is wheeled down and they get right to work today I’m whipped, stabbed and had my toe cut off with a cigar cutter I can see it really is hurting chase and his close to cracking Conrad looks on without saying a word his face unreadable knowing his a demon I’m sure as hell his enjoying this as much as the two warriors inflicting the pain.

I’m calm, filled with the need to hurt the one who ripped my family apart. We keep him alive for hours, and he is tortured over and over. His screams do nothing but make me smile. I have removed his fingers, his toes, teeth. He has been water boarded, electrocuted, castrated. I’m wearing more blood than clothes right now. I don’t care. He has sang like a canary; he is barely alive. I have everything that I need now. It was all recorded and it will be sent to Curtis and Valentina. I grab a knife and approach him.

The truth is, this is just the beginning of the torture I will have to endure. Even I did not anticipate this. I thought they would use brute force but play fair. I should have known that these barbarians would never play by the rules. All I can do is see this through. "Fiend, pass me the tools." The guy called Ghoul says with an evil smile plastered on his face. When I lift my head, I see that all of them have sinister smiles on their faces. I barely get ruffled by anything but these people are an exception.

I say and he turns to leave but stops then looks at me. “What is it?” He swallows. “Yuri?” he questions. “He can wait, I have things too, and I will call him when I am done,” I tell him then go back to the cold room. The stench of blood is thick in here and for the first time, I am not bothered. The chunks of flesh I cut off from the man I was torturing still decorated the floor, while the guys are taking out the rest of him. I am worried that each time I do this, I lose a part of my soul and it scares me because it doesn’t bother me as much now.