Runaway Judas

Needles.

Mary hated needles.

How many times had she been probed into today? Six times? Twenty three? Actually, it was only four, but half of them were not just a swift sting and it was over. They blackened her flesh beneath the skin like an ugly bruise. Or they wriggled past a vein, slicing into bone.

“It hurts,”

Mary would have futilely declared, but the comment was strangled by straps clamping down on her wrists. Sign was her only means of communication. Words were only pitiful, drunken-like grunts if she squirmed.

The downward motion of teeth, with a muscular organ sloshing around inside their cage meant nothing to the poor little subject. It was all silent gibberish, leaving her desolate in an indescribable way.  Sight, smell and touch was all Mary had.

Finally, Mary’s wrists were thrown out of the table straps only to be wretched into another restraining instrument of sorts so she couldn’t punch or scratch at the scientists. Mary had tried to once. However, it had been out of reflex for an unknown object had veered out of nowhere, spooking her.  In a panic, she tried to flee. In an attempt to be restrained, she gave a woman a nice gash on her cheek from her tiny little kitten hands. As a result, the scientists had become scared of what she might do……

And it was all because of these anomalies on her coral colored head. The most that Mary understood was that she was different than the rest of the people here. The color of her hair was a dead giveaway in reflections she had seen. The horns were next, facing east and westward. They were solid too. Attached. There to stay.  A clear part of her identity.

But what Mary hadn’t known then was that there were others like her. Others who also bore these unusual horns and a jaw dropping range of natural fuchsia shades. Until she felt an invisible force reverberate through her bosom in a delicate ache. Mary instinctively turned her head. Then began to walk.

“What is she doing?? Restrain her!” A man nervously told his coworkers. But the rest were just as scared to interfere. This was the first time Mary really tried to wander on her own. “Someone do something! S-She isn’t allowed to leave, right??”

But Mary’s usual caretaker, a higher rank scientist debated the situation. Mary was deaf. She couldn’t hear a single peep out of the people around her, which was good or else his idiotic colleague’s tone would have alerted the young Diclonius. On top of that, Mary has never acted so… Aware. But aware of what, even the young Diclonius didn’t know for sure. With her head swiveling around confused, Mary blinked slowly. So he decided to take action and approach her, making his presence known by an ominous daring touch on the shoulder.

Harmless as a pup, Mary just looked up the man’s familiar face and tilted her head. Immediately after, she began to walk forward again towards the door to the testing room with the scientist tailing close behind. While Mary couldn’t hear his footsteps, she could sort of feel the vibrations in her delicate soles. This was her… Security he was there.

With his help, Mary managed to wander for a long time. Her ‘caretaker’ would gesture and demand that other alert coworkers would stand back and let the small Diclonius pass through peacefully. Mary, after all, had little to no signs of outward aggression. On top of that, Mary has never shown evidence before today in the summoning of unique tools known as vectors, possibly proving defective because of her age and still no sign of expected behavioral issues and abilities. He also was nearly dying to know and explore what could possibly be a development in the knowledge of Diclonii. So as long as Mary did not go berserk, he would allow her to do as she pleased for now.

And all of this confusion, bewilderment, fear, and demands to keep calm around her led to a single solitary high level containment metal door. Kurama had just sealed the room and was frozen in place when he saw Mary wandering about with little to no security. He thought for sure his life was over, and hissed at the scientist behind her. A traitor??

But the scientist gestured for Kurama to relax so to not visually startle the girl Diclonius before him. Mary promptly ignored Kurama and halted inches away from the door. Unsure of how to open it, she could only stare as though she could see right through it. Of course, Mary could not. However, the sensation she felt minutes ago had grown stronger, and to her distaste was as painful as the needles.

But it was also different….. Different as in– it was someone else suffering. While Mary didn’t know the direct definition of sadness and emotional pain, it did not stop the powerful pangs from weighing on her chest. Sympathy. Unknowingly, Mary was feeling sympathetic for whatever lied on the other side of the door. And since the door would not open, she was unable to get any closer to the cause. So instead, she slowly lowered herself to the cold tile floor and sat there, staring up at the behemoth of a door as an attempt to keep whoever it was company.

The scientist dared to ask Kurama what was behind the door. Kurama’s hesitation was dispersed by the reminder that Mary was completely deaf and could not hear them if they howled like wild animals. 

“The queen of them all,” Kurama replied meekly.

            {♚}— “Likewise.”

Between the two of them, Judas was the more openly sadistic diclonius; the queen herself had her own degree of fascination with genocide, but the former seemed to treat it as sport, almost.

         And he wanted to see the head of his species out compete the rest of them.

Lucy’s arrival stirred a good deal of muffled conversation among the officials that had been sent for the trade. The two captive men were brought over by a more mature silpelit who had been trusted with the job.

           “Please understand our appreciation that you have followed through with your end of the trade,” the Seoul politician began, reaching into his pocket and fishing out a paper. His tone was—oddly relaxed.

The beast did not trust it.

           “Yes…”

♚ —— ❝ Any matters  go directly to Lucy here, as you are fully aware of I am sure, that this entire little ‘problem’ you humans call it, could have never happened, if you didn’t treat         us like animals, and I will admit, it’s hard not to act like one .❞

            {♚}— “Understood.”

Judas had earned one of Lucy’s scarce smiles with that comment; knowing fully well that his undying loyalty knew no bounds.

“Hmhnhn. Your allegiance is a gift in itself, all of this is simply well appreciated praise.”

           The remainder of the drive was silent, lidded eyes glancing out the window—awaiting the arrival in Hokkaido. How strange it was to see the streets free of pedestrians, aside from a select few humans that were being driven into slave work by some of the more active silpelits.

If it was one thing that old Director Kakuzawa did to assist the diclonius cause, it was assuring that the younger girls would be able to function.

           “…We’re here.”

♚ —— ❝ Well,  you know how these things go. Only one chance and no do overs right? So we had better hurry and get  this over with. To be honest, I’m more interested in this theory           you have, over this trade❞

            {♚}— “Of course not,” the beast hisses, looking across at Judas as she shut the door of the armored truck firmly.

“None of them are to touch me. I would have expected you to go through the process from the get go; I am unsure of your level of intelligence when it comes to genetics and such, but I can assure you, that as long as we secure sufficient data from the homo sapiens, that you can achieve it…”

           And they had plenty of test subjects available.

It was time to see how humans enjoyed being contained and experimented on.

♚ —— ❝ Not sure if  you know, but I would never allow for a test to succeed on them. That’s for sure. Especially when the test is all about you, and me. Understand?          I’m as ready as you are.❞

          {♚}— “The Kakuzawa child became inconceivably powerful after undergoing that dramatic series of tests on her body… But because they could not harness her strength properly with their feeble tools, she was restricted in movement, her body too fragile for use,” Lucy elaborated as they made their way to one of the armored vehicles they could use for transportation.

Without this sort of protection, they were vulnerable to rogues that still lurked the diclonius controlled regions.

❝ Sorry, for a moment you lost me, but then I remembered her as that ‘giant one’       Oh?~ Fix it? But who would subject themselves to the test? I don’t think we have takers              Unless . You’re the one that you’re thinking of❞

  He was actually sounding shocked, the tone that Lucy took, it was that of a mad scientist mixed with pure serious intent. Even  humans, probably even Judas’s own race found that the entire test on the child was absolutely insane, possibly impossible. Yet the records had shown she had grown to be massive, yet not of a human shape. If Lucy had ideas, then maybe she knew how to perfect the test the humans wished to use against them.

           {♚}— “I am obviously not tall enough to step on somebody,” Lucy scoffs back, cocking her head to the side just enough to get a good look at the diclonius.

“… We struggle in able-bodied numbers, Judas. As you are aware, the silpelits can only do so much. The clock is ticking down faster and faster… We have the world at our hands, but how can we call it ours unless our influence rises to a drastically higher degree?”

          A pause, and then—

❝ Ah, yes I think I remember that conversation. We didn’t get to finish it however         Why? What’s in that head of your’s that’s ticking away?            My mind is so curious.❞

   With a small tilt to his head, he had to agree with her statements. Things were still rough, no matter how strong they were, no matter what, they needed to find a way to grow, and become even stronger. Their forces and numbers. How else could they push for more? If they didn’t do something, then who knows what the outcome would be.

          {♚}— “Figure of speech… Unless you wish to see what it is like when the body of a homo sapien is completely splattered apart due to an impressive amount of pressure,” Lucy retorted, turning her head somewhat, “—I wonder if it will create the same satisfying sound when you stomp on an insect?”

–They were losing track of time, if they were to continue socializing in such a casual manner.

           “Yes. Come. Time waits for no creature.”

 ❝ One would have to grow to be able to stomp on a human however. Unless you could          apply enough pressure to kill someone at your size.. Not to be rude but you’re            Not exactly the tallest person I’ve met.❞

    Judas retorted with a bit of a smirk. Though, it was pretty obvious he wasn’t willing to waste any more time. He needed to get this done with her so that they could continue on with whatever other ideas came to mind. However this last statement that Lucy had made was really lingering on Judas. Why was she so into it? Was she for some reason thinking about stomping, and crushing things? This, however was something he had to only think about.

 ❝ Tell me more about your facination on the way there.❞

          {♚}— “Excellent.”

She bears her grin.

          “I wasn’t finished though—I want the bodies recovered and mounted as a message to the rest of the world; we will begin to collect a living display of our intentions,” Lucy begins to illustrate, using her vectors to lazily float in the air, leaning against them to get comfortable, “… It’s only a matter of time until the primates want to wage real war against us. By using what pawns we have available to advance across the board—we will secure victory, and then 

  ❝ Hold on a second. . You keep saying crush them. How exactly are you meaning that word.           Because you seem to have something in mind..❞

    For over a year, Judas was so use to hearing her say certain phrases, but never crush . It was out of the blue, and something he wasn’t even use to. Slaughter, kill, rip apart, destroy. Those were familiar words but not crush. A term used to step on, stomp, or leave under ones foot. Was she suggesting something he didn’t know? Regardless, the white haired king arched an eyebrow before nodding.. He knew it was time

            {♚}— “What I want is to stop bargaining and start taking what rightfully belongs to us,” the queen asserts bluntly, stopping in front of the chamber where she was keeping the mentioned ‘hostages’; an attempt to easy the world and cut the throat of the monster before it grew, assassins had been sent to the diclonius held Japan. Along with that, they were trying to transport a government official out of the war torn land.

However, that failed quickly—it did not take long at all for the silpelits to swarm and capture the offenders, and recapture the man that tried to leave without their permission.

           She gestures with her hand, holding out a paper that had been sent to them.

“They want to meet in Hokkaido for an exchange—but rather than complying, I want somebody there to kill those disgusting insects; we will take the Korean peninsula mercilessly—that will open the door to China. If we intend on taking this world for our own, Judas… We cannot play diplomatic… We must crush everything… And I mean 

   ❝ Finally, you’re starting to speak my language. I think I know what you want me to do.             You want me there, to kill every person after they sign their country over. Right?❞

    With a smirk, he arched his back as the white haired male stepped to the other. Diplomacy wasn’t his strong suit, if anything, he never cared for it at all . So the past year or so had been almost useless to him. He only cared about bloodshed, ending lives, and taking things viciously. Many years ago he would have happily been calm. Maybe even lived peacefully. But after learning why he was held, and lied to.. He knew humanity needed to pay.

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           {♚}— “Judas.”

Somber tone matches somber face; very little would jar a smile out of the monarch, despite their brighter outlook.

           “Come. I need your assistance with a few—things,” she commands, reaching and beckoning somewhat with her hand.

Nearly a year after the first major strike on humanity’s stronghold, and the diclonius race was flourishing in Japan; the remaining eighth of homo sapiens that were still alive served as labor slaves, or bargaining tokens for other countries. None of the major world powers wanted to act brashly, as long as the Queen was still alive—with a bounty on her head of billions, alongside her ruled King, the beasts truly seemed to be succeeding.

           “We’ve reached an agreement with South Korea’s pigs… If you could call it that,” she lulls, “one of their officials is in our possession, if we return them, we gain control of their territory… But.”

She turns her head as she walks.

     Judas always had a slight teasing tone to his voice as he spoke to Lucy, however, everything was going exactly how he wanted it. Sure, it wasn’t thanks to him that their race was becoming the dominant one. However he did help push this new life.

   ❝ You do? I must say I feel flattered you would say that to me. I was busy            County the money people wish to claim on me❞

    Not playing fair? Just what did she have in mind? It was true that they had taken control of almost every place known to man, woman, and child. While they didn’t hold South Korea, their fear was enough for Judas to feel like they did.

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The roleplayer is 21 years old, smut will not be done with minors. No exception.

Triggering material including Blood, Gore, Loss of limbs, more dismemberment and violence. Much like you’d expect from Elfen Lied. Excessive blood talk and gore will be tagged.

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     ❝ She’s been gone for so long and only gotten stronger~❞

{✘} ”What’s that?~ I can’t hear you. I think you said you want me to stop? What a insane statement.. You brought this on yourself..”

In the dark of the night, in a new area no less , Judas was finally letting loose. Something called the ‘20th ward’ or something. He didn’t really pay attention to that . His mind was set on one single thing. The fact that he had to punish this man under him for even thinking to treat him poorly.

Judas had already knocked the wind out of him with a punch, but now was where things were about to get gruesome. The poor human had no idea that ripping off Judas’s hat , and making fun of his horrns would cause him to turn so.. Sadistically

"Hm…"

Dropping to his knees and crawling over the male, his vectors slowly came out from behind him, the fingers of them jammed into the eye sockets, squishing the poor eyeballs as if they were tiny balloons .

"Didn’t your parents ever teach you not to make fun of people who are different? Especially when they’re better than your pathetic race! You’ve lost your privileges to see now. Tough shit~ I know."

                               And he is so used to the sound of it.

          The symphony this time takes place in an alleyway, as most ghoul attacks did due to the low lighting and secluded area. Though this wasn’t a ghoul attack——Kaneki could see that as he stood behind the boy a few feet away, watching him systematically destroy a human using what appeared to be nothing but his mind. But——no, he was picking up something else. Something like an invisible killer, threaded tentacles that had no form to the naked eye, but that Kaneki could just barely catch glimpses of, like catching sight of someone moving too quickly for him to really track in a crowd of people where they would quickly be lost. If he blinked, he had to stare at them again in order to see them.

                               What a strange creature.

          Rinkaku spilled out of his back and hovered around his form as the life drained out of the human. Even he knew that it was too late to save the poor creature, and any interference too early would possibly cost him his life if he wasn’t careful. The boy spoke of being of another race; a ghoul, presumably, except that his rinkaku were unlike anything Kaneki had ever seen, and the horns on his head weren’t typical of any creature he knew, human or ghoul.

Eat him? What a strange statement.. Judas could barely figure a reason out as to why he would eat him. A look of disgust came across the Diclonius's face as he pushed aside the thought of eating something as disgusting and low as a human of all things.

{✘} ”Tch. Why would I eat something that is low on the food chain? It'd be an insult to my meals. I only eat meat that tastes good.. Who the hell are you?”

However, once Judas fully took in the sight of the male, he was starting to see just how odd things were. The single eye that was a different color, and those strange things coming from his back. He wasn't a Diclonius that was certain. However the large things coming from his back were enough to raise suspicion

Independent Elfen Lied OC Roleplay blog. This is a male Diclonius . Backstory, information, and headcanons are given

4 years of roleplay experience across multiple websites.

The roleplayer is 20 years old, smut will not be done with minors. No exception.

Triggering material including Blood, Gore, Loss of limbs, more dismemberment and violence. Much like you’d expect from Elfen Lied. Excessive blood talk and gore will be tagged.

Crossover selective, oc selective, and canon interactions are all possible. I’m not too hard to get to work with.