Awakening Of The Devil

Electricity flowed through his whole body. Like the rest, John struggled to hold his pain inside. His breathing became heavier and his heartbeat increased rapidly. His teeth clenched hard while he held onto the chains that tied him to the wall.

-Stage IV-

John began screaming as the pain got unbearable. His body went into a crazy frenzy as he began tugging on the chains desperately.

“KILL ME RICHARD! KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME!” he screamed from the top of his lungs. His eyes had turned blood red as his veins began to bulge out. He lost control of the muscles in his mouth as saliva dripped from his mouth.

“KILL ME NOW RICHARD! KILL ME! KILL ME! NOW!!!” he screamed as he began to pull the chains rapidly, trying to break free. The security guards aimed their rifles at him waiting for orders to fire.

John looked towards Richard again. His face had become completely disfigured as he lost control of the muscles in his face. He was barely recognisable at this point. John howled in pain.

“PLEASE RICHARD! KILL ME NOW. KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL ME! END THIS PAIN FOR ME, RICHARD! KILL ME NOW!

PLEASE JUST KILL ME NOW$%^&*(*#(*$QW()!”

-Stage V-

Blood burst out from John’s eyes as he let out a guttural scream. His breathing had become very heavy.

He finally lost his sanity completely, as he reached the ends of his limits.

He pulled on the tight chains as hard as he could. His limbs had become much bigger than before and the veins were dangerously protruding from the skin, about to burst anytime soon. He screamed loudly one more time as the thick iron chains broke off the wall.

“FIRE!” the Director shouted. Ten shots hit John in the body. He wailed in pain and smashed the ground with the chains still connected to his hands. The chains holding his legs broke off too as he leapt onto the glass wall.

“FIRE!” the Director shouted again as he fell back from his seat.

This time, John jumped and dodged the bullets. He turned his attention to the security guards who had just fired at him. Their legs were shivering as they struggled to aim. True terror reflected on their faces.

Richard desperately tried to break off his chains. There wasn’t anyone capable of stopping John in this room except for Richard.

John went berserk.

He screamed like an animal as he pounced on the guards, tearing them up into pieces instantly. Blood spattered everywhere as he effortlessly slaughtered every single guard in the room. The white room was now dyed in red, pure red. The screams of the guards faded in the background.

The devil had resurrected and had brought hell with him.

Mr Kawasaki desperately began slamming his fingers on the keyboard, trying to notify the security personnel in the building but God didn’t seem to be answering his prayers. John turned his eyes towards the glass panel, behind which the Director and Mr Kawasaki were panicking.

Richard knew he had to stop him. He continued tugging at the chains with all his might. The wall holding the chains began to crack as he felt an intense rush of adrenaline.

-Stage IV-

Richard’s breathing became heavier. His heart rate skyrocketed but his eyes were only fixed on John. Blood rushed through his veins into his limbs. He pulled onto the chains even harder.

John began panting. He let out one more scream as he smashed the chains on the wall. The chains broke into pieces, leaving a crater at the point of impact. He then looked at the Director, standing on the other end of the room, behind the glass panel.

“AAAAAAAA(*&^$#(AA*&A&A^A&^A%$AAA!” John howled as he began running towards the other end of the room on his four legs like an animal. An untamed beast, or rather, he was like a monster.

He jumped at the glass shield and let out one more scream. He began punching it desperately as saliva dripped down his mouth and blood gushed from his eyes.

The glass began to crack.

The Director along with Mr Kawasaki panicked as they felt the devil’s bloodlust. The glass broke open and the shards fell everywhere.

The chains that tied Richard to the wall snapped, as the iron pieces flew all across the room. John looked back, noticing the loud sound.

Richard stood in front of John, a few metres apart. His arms bulged out and his eyes were bloodshot red too. His eyes radiated determination and willpower, in stark contrast to John’s eyes which radiated rage and revenge. In a hand to hand combat, there was no way Richard could handle John who was in ‘Stage V’.

John turned back towards Richard completely and stumbled a bit as the glass shard from the glass wall had cut his leg. The wound didn’t seem to heal as blood sprayed out. But John paid no heed to his wounds. He let out a final guttural battle cry as he leapt towards Richard at full speed.

Before he could land on top of Richard, the bullet was fired. The gunshot echoed through the room. Blood splattered on Richard’s face as he continued pointing the gun at John’s head, smoke rising from the nozzle.

Blood gushed from the hole in John’s forehead. He took his final breath as he fell to the ground.

His body stopped moving completely and blood just continued to flow, surrounding him in a pool of blood, like a portal summoning the devil back to hell.

Richard stood there. His eyes continued to stare at the man he had just killed. The grip on his gun weakened and it fell to the ground which was now soaked in blood.

A single teardrop rolled down his cheeks.