Chapter 3- Connected Souls

"HELP!! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!!" You groan at the pathetic screams and wails of the woman in front of you.
'She is getting on my nerves,' You thought, giving her a look to say 'shut the hell up or else'.
"My dear," You gripped her chin harshly and forced her to look up at you.
"This would've never happened if you never tried to frame him and be a victim." Her eyes widen as you gripped each side of her head harshly, staring straight into her eyes.

SNAP

The woman fell onto the floor, her head in a 180 degrees from where you just snapped it. You hummed in satisfaction, standing up again. Taking a small book out, you flipped through the pages and stopped at a half empty page and clicked your pen open.

•Jennifer Martinez
-Age 26
-mentally and physically abused boyfriend named Andrew Hopper, and then accused him of the abuse.
-played the victim, they believed her, and she drained Hopper's bank account dry during his jail time, running off with man she also cheated on him with.

"Poor little creature, sad that's it not acknowledged as much as female victims," You tsked, snapping the book shut and staring down at the corpse, which was still bleeding out from the open wound you gifted her.
'The smell... I need to...' You crouched down and stared into the open stomach, raising your hand, and plunging it straight into the wound.

After a few second with nothing by the sickening sound of organs squishing against each other, you pulled out the intestines of the girl, wrapping it around your hand to have a better grip, blood staining your leather gloves and slime on your scarred arms.

Opening your mouth, your sharp teeth glistened against the moonlight, and you sunk in deep into the slimy yet delicious meat.

•The Head Hunter, one of the most fearsome serial killers in Canada history. Each victim found had portions of their body cut off, sliced, stabbed, or eaten. Main body parts are the neck, head, heart, organs, and sometimes arms and legs.

"Sweet... delicious... human meat,"

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"So savory... so tender," You muttered, the small rocks crunching under your boots as you avoided any demons and imps, trying to find a corpse. You inhaled more of the scent around you, stopping as you stared at a pile of rubble.

"Ding ding," You drooled a little, and you grasped the chunks of concrete, pulling it off and setting it aside. You continued until the big wave of blood hit your nose, and your mouth drew open. More saliva started to poor from your mouth, and your eyes began to dilate with blood lust. The body laid there with the face half mushed by the rocks and blood drying up.

Shaking with hunger, you pulled the body up from its resting place and admired the work nature did to it.
"Could be male, based on the figure, the eyes can't be seen so I wouldn't confirm it. But it doesn't matter," You licked your lips and open your mouth, fangs showing and sinking it in the shoulder of the corpse.

Cutting through the skin, you groan with pleasure as you felt the iron taste of blood stain your tongue, and down your throat as you started to drink savory fluid. All alone in this world, you always had a taste for human flesh since you were young, where it came from you don't know. As you started to make your way to the heart, you heard a hiccup.

Oh?

You turn your head slightly, still munching on the flesh in your mouth to see under a slanted building wall, hiding in a fetal position was a small child. Tears in his eyes as he was shaking with fear, not only because of the Titan attack, but the fact he was witnessing you, a person, eating a dead corpse with his own eyes.

'No witnesses' you always say. It never came in thought that they were innocent or not, people witnessing your crimes never survived to see the next day. Putting your hand close to the oversized box cutters, you stared at the boy with a blank and sadistic look. Slowly getting up, you turn to face him and pulled the blade out, ready to slit his throat and-

'Do not hurt the boy,' You stopped at the sudden voice in your head. The hell?
"Who the fuck-"
'I said, do not hurt that boy (Y/N) (L/N).' The voice said again.
"Don't tell me what to do, and how do you know my name, voice?" You said, looking around as you spun the knife around your fingers.

'I am familiar to you, but yet I only know you, I was one of the two who have chosen to give you a second chance in life, but you must live in this world filled with danger,' It said, making snort slightly.
"You definitely made a mistake on that one," You told it.
'Have we? Or did we purposely chose a psychotic cannibalistic murderer?' It said amused, making you roll your eyes.

'We have granted you be have part of your own world to be with you, hence your bag filled with your unique machines, and tools for medical purposes,'
"... You do realized I failed medical school, right?" You raised an eyebrow.
'Not exactly failed, but they refused to find a place in the medical alley because of your mental issues,'

"If you did given me another chance, then I want you to watch me kill this kid so you could regret it," Your spat out and looked at the boy. The boy was still watching you, even more scared and thinking if he is either going to die from the Titans or the maniac who is talking to themselves.

'I'm afraid you cannot, for the two of us, the ones who chose to keep you alive, said you couldn't kill that boy, for he is important, and if you kill him, we will take you to the ninth ring of hell, where even the most cruel and heartless humans in the world scream in agony, pain, and fear,' The voice apologized, although you could hear the chuckle in its tone.

You thought for a moment. Would you be able to go through the torture and pain in the ninth ring of hell? Or going through this shithole of a world that might as well be hell?
"Fine, but I will complain about it to you everyday," You sternly told the voice.
'I'm looking forward to it,' Once the voice said that, you groaned and rubbed your face, your finger tracing the scar on your cheek.

"Listen kid," You finally spoke to the boy, staring into his fear filled red eyes. He shook as he tried to scoot away from you.
"I usually kill anyone who saw me kill or eat, and I don't care who they are. Age, gender, or race," Your eyes glinted with a sadistic look, which made the boy burst into tears.

You sighed, not liking that the boy is crying, so you crouched down and held your hand out, but he flinched and tried to scoot back more.
"There's no other way kid, either you let me get you out of here or get your head bitten off clean by those demons," You bluntly told him, glaring at him.

As if on time, the ground started to rumble and a hint shadow covered you. You looked up to see another demon reaching out for you.
"Last chance kid, you better answer," You barked at the kid, raising your blade to cut the demon's hand.

You suddenly felt a hand grabbed yours, and you immediately pulled the kid close to your chest. Squeezing the trigger of the handle, the grappling hooks shot out and the both of you were pulled away from the titan's hand.

"You made a good choice kid," You said as you landed on the roof top, dropping in and he looked up at you with scared, yet curious eyes. You took in his appearance now he was in the light, he had red eyes, messy and raggedy hair, scars under his eyes, and his lips were slightly chapped too.

"Play nice and I won't kill you. What's your name?" You asked him, placing the blades in the holders, and placed your hands on your hips. He flinched, but slowly, opened his mouth.

"T...Tenko,"