Chatoru's Alchemy Trials (2015) - Ep. 03

Chatoru's Alchemy Trials (2015)
Episode 03/Chapter 10: The War Begins (The Dysfunctional Family)

After a long day of unpacking, God's Divine, excluding the ghost, sat at the dinner table as the heavy drum beats continued. Chatoru looked at Satsune as she continued to seem hesitant about the electronical equipment around them. Chatoru gave an awkward smile as she tried to sit down as the pain in her nether regions began to flare up from the incident with her mechanical chair.

As everyone sat down, Eddie had removed his hat as Chris removed his dew rag also. "Shall we say grace?" Eddie asked. Chatoru was confused as everyone nodded their heads despite Cychron's obvious disapproval on the matter.

"But, what about--?"

"CR? Don't worry about him. He usually makes things for himself." Satsune answered rather quickly.

"He's not a social person? Even at home?" Chatoru asked curiously.

"Pretty much." Chaos spoke up as he placed his elbows on the table. "Even though he's been part of the band for about three years now, not to mention that his Japanese has definitely improved since then, he just prefers his private time."

"Oh..."

"It's a real shame, really." Sam interrupted. "He's such a nice guy to be around, very polite."

The sound of a glass beverage being opened hit everyone's ears as everyone looked at Cychron. He began to look at everyone as he said, "What? You guys were taking forever and I got thirsty for some sake"

He took a drink of the Japanese alcohol as Chris put his face in his hands, "And you couldn't wait any longer than 30 seconds, not to mention that grace hasn't been said yet to take in that stuff?"

Cychron's face started lighting up a red hue as he responded, "Shut the hell up, Military Soldier." The mood in the air lightened as the group snickered to themselves.

"Alright, alright." Chaos calmed down, "Let's hurry and say grace before Cychron blows a gasket."

"I'll offer the prayer."

Chatoru was surprised as she just noticed that CR had been in the room. The ghost laid against the wall with arms folded and his head bowed down as he began to pray. Is the whole band religious? I didn't think that he was, but he prays like he's talked to God face-to-face. Chatoru thought to herself as CR had finished. Everyone began to dig in as CR just grabbed a few things from the table and was beginning to leave again.

"Umm... CR?" Chatoru asked.

He turned around as he responded, "Anything I can help you with?"

"Aren't you-- aren't you going to join us?"

"Sorry, but I got a few projects I'm working on."

"Oh..." Chatoru replied as CR continued his way to his room.

"Don't take offense, that's just the way he is." Satsune said as she continued to slurp down the bowl of udon noodles before her.

After dinner had finished, it was time for bed. Chatoru took a shower, got into her pajamas and slipped into the bed that she was now going to be spending her nights in.

The rest of the week went by uneventfully. By the time the weekend rolled around, there were still boxes of Chatoru's things sitting around her room. The Saturday morning Chatoru was working on an unfinished project of her's, but realized that the tool she needed was still tucked away in one of these unopened boxes. She began rummaging around through the unorganized crates, looking desperately for the tool that she needed.

Unable to locate what she needed, Chatoru sat back against her bed, frustrated. Chatoru looked up to see Sam looking in her doorway. With a kind smile on her face, Sam politely asked, "How are you doing?"

After a sigh, Chatoru spoke up, "Alright. Just looking for something to finish this project of mine. But with how my stuff got packed, I can't tell how it even got organized." Chatoru sat on top of her bed as she looked at the small piles of materials that formed around her room.

"Oh," Sam replied. "I was going to ask if you wanted to go shopping, but if you're busy I'll leave you alone."

Chatoru quickly shook her head, "Oh, no, no, no. That's fine. I can look for it later. I'd be happy to go with you." Chatoru was just happy to be spending time with her idols without it being awkward for both sides. Though she still felt like a stranger to them as she would constantly apologize to everyone for getting in the way. "So, when were you wanting to go?"

"Well, anytime is a good time with this dysfunctional family," Sam chuckled.

The End - Chapter 10: The Dysfunctional Family


Episode 03/Chapter 11: The War Begins (Band Historia)

Later that day, when they had arrived at the mall, Chatoru and Sam made their way into one of the several clothing stores. Sam just had an aura about her that made Chatoru feel at ease while they talked with each other. What a relief! Chatoru cleared her throat as she was looking through the many shirts the store had to offer. "So, if you don't mind me asking, how did God's Divine come to be?"

Sam took a long pause before answering. "Well... Originally it was just your brother, Roger, Chris and Eddie that had started it all. Just four guitarists with different styles of playing. Lead, Rhythm, Melody and percussive guitar playing, and they came up with some of the most interesting pieces while the group was known as Gen4."

"Gen4? That's an interesting name." Chatoru said in surprise.

"That it was, and it was because of their love for music is how I met them. My parents were in the music agency business when I was young, and it was when they found out about my talents that I have the connections that I have today."

Chatoru put a blue spaghetti string shirt to herself as she replied, "Oh wow. I just wish I knew more about my parents. You were lucky to have them."

Sam brought a sage green skirt up against her waist as she seemed hesitant, "Well, you would think so, but they didn't stop with just getting me famous. They became obsessed with what I was able to obtain through music. And my love for music would have died if I hadn't seen your brother play."

"It was that bad? But they were your family. How could they--?"

"I was being turned into a pre-Madonna sex slave. Luckily, when I ran away from my parents, Chaos helped me out and I went to stay with my mother's parents. They treated me like I was family."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up--"

"Don't worry about it, Chatoru. I'm telling you this because I wanted to." Sam said as she placed matching grey hats on the both of them. The brim of Chatoru's hat was brought down low as it was edging Chatoru's glasses off her nose.

Chatoru grimaced as she readjusted the hat while Sam brought her to the mirror. "That's a cute look for you, wouldn't you say?" Sam asked as she tipped the brim of her hat to the mirror.

"I guess," Chatoru blushed as she couldn't believe how different the clothes made her feel. "But what happened next?" she stammered.

Sam looked over through a rack of low-cut shirts with a look of distaste. "Chaos came to me shortly after and asked if I wanted to join him with his group. Unfortunately, Chris's father wanted him to go to a military boarding school and Eddie's family were moving to a small village to help the community there. And not even a year later, Roger had disappeared without a trace."

"He what? But he came back then?" Chatoru asked as she skipped the short-shorts section with haste.

"Yeah, three years later, although I'm still hazy on the details myself. But then, it was just myself, Chaos, Chad Matthews, Ray Uzamaki and Ben Burstein. And with the five of us, we formed God's Divine."

"Oh, I heard of those three. They got into an accident, right?"

"..."

Sam looked like she was going to cry. "Yes, it was two years after Chris and Eddie had returned and Satsune had joined the band. The band was coming back from a concert one night... Chad, Ben, Ray and myself had taken a limo to get to the after party, and the driver lost control of the car suddenly and drove right in front of a semi. And all I could hear was Chaos screaming our names as he pulled me out of the wreckage... the fire that night..." Sam's voice became less enthusiastic as she told the story.

Chatoru looked at Sam with concern as tears started to flow from her. "That's horrible... I'm so sorry..."

"It's ok," Sam wiped away her tears. "Chris took over bass, and Satsune tried to take over Ray's parts, but it just didn't feel right. And out of nowhere, Chaos finds ChaosReacon and he joined the band as Ray's replacement. And a few months later, Cychron took over Chad's screamo sections. Though, Chad's DJ-ing has been left dormant since his death. We just couldn't find anyone to fit in his shoes."

Hoping to change the subject to something less melancholy, Chatoru asked, "I know about my brother and I've gotten to know Satsune pretty well, but what about CR? I've heard he's kind and respectful, but he never really talks, so I don't really know anything about him."

Sam turned around with several items draped over her arm. "That's exactly the way he is. Quiet, reserved, but respectful. Even if you hang around him and become friends with him, he still doesn't say much unfortunately." With an awkward chuckle, Sam asked, "So, ready to try some clothes on?"

Chatoru looked at her bare hands as she awkwardly laughed to herself, "I think I'll just wait for you to be done."

Chatoru sat down on the benches as Sam left to the changing rooms. Chatoru was wanting to give her tired feet a break from all the walking they had done. After a few minutes, she pulls out her phone to check the time, and as she stared at the clock on the phone, the screen seemed to brighten a bit.

What the heck? Shrugging it off, Chatoru puts the phone back into her pocket and looked around the area. Something felt off though, Chatoru couldn't hear a single soul in the area. She stood back up as she started walking around the store to find no one wandering the building.

Feeling a bit unnerved, Chatoru walked back to the dressing rooms, moving a bit more briskly than before. Once outside the dressing rooms, she stopped and stood still for a second. Everything was dead silent, not a single noise to be heard except for Chatoru's breathing, which was getting heavier by the second.

"H-hey, Sam? Are you still in there?" Chatoru tapped the door of the dressing room that Sam had entered, only for the door to slowly swing inward to reveal the empty space. Chatoru's blood ran cold. But even worse, as she looked over the empty room she felt like someone was watching her.

"You're afraid. Why?"

This made Chatoru's spine jump as she turned around with a squeak to her voice to find the black haired, ash-skinned man. "You're afraid. Why?" The man repeated as Sam got out of the changing room to find out that Chatoru had disappeared.

"Oh, God! Chatoru! Where'd you go!?"

The End - Chapter 11: Band Historia


Episode 03/Chapter 12: The War Begins (Prepare for War...)

"You're afraid. Why?"

The voice echoed from behind Chatoru, despite the fact that she hadn't heard anyone approach. The seconds passed by as it felt to last for an eternity. Cold dread poured over her as Chatoru finally worked up the nerve to turn around and face the voice that called to her.

And what stood in front of Chatoru was a man with ash-white skin and long, jet-black hair that ran down to his shoulders. He was so pale, in fact, that even his eyes were appeared to be white. Chatoru stared back at him, afraid to turn away from him for fear of not keeping her eyes on him.

With emotions devoid of any sensation, the man spoke again, "You're afraid. Why?"

Unsure of what the tall, pale figure wanted, Chatoru asked, "Wh-where am I?" She tried to look more confident, but whoever the strange man was, he was right. She was scared out of her mind, and she was trying desperately to stay calm.

"It makes no difference, forgotten sister."

"Wait, what?"

"You are the sister of the demon hunter, Chaos Yoshimitsu, aren't you?" The pale man asked as he started walking closer to Chatoru as shadows began to devour the area behind with each passing step.

"W-What business do you have with my brother?" Chatoru asked in agitation.

"The Seven Keys... Your demons are interfering with my work. He's become more... powerful... They've all become powerful. But I know you see the truth."

"D-demons?" Is he talking about Cychron? Is he actually a demon? Chatoru thought in a blind panic. "What truth? And what keys?" Chatoru asked as she was trying to wrap her head around the symbols in the man's words.

The man places his hand over Chatoru's face as says, "I need you to send a message for me."

Chatoru closed her eyes in fear, but when she opened them again she was standing outside. Confused, she starts to look around but is shoved forward from behind.

"Get moving." The gruff voice expressed from behind her as she turned around to see who was there. Behind her stood a tall guy, who looked slightly older than her, wearing clothes that would seem typical of some lowlife gangster. "Not gonna move? Well, let's see if I can give you a little motivation."

Chatoru turned to run, but was stopped when the gangster grabbed her skirt. The gangster proceeded to stick his other hand down the back of her's skirt and grabs ahold of her panties. Chatoru was paralyzed by fear of what was about to happen. He brought Chatoru in close as he put his hand over her mouth while yanking the fabric high along her backside.

As the fabric slid even tighter, the friction made it feel like her butt was on fire. The gangster continued to pull her panties even higher, even to the point that Chatoru's feet left the ground completely. Chatoru returned to the ground as the gangster's hand left her face only to gasp while the hand lifted the back of her shirt.

Chatoru did everything she could do as her hands kept her shirt down from revealing the back of her white bra. But to no avail, the man unclasped the bra with one hand as he kept pulling her panties even higher. Running the straps through the leg-holes, he redid the clasp as he let go of Chatoru for a moment. Freed from the stranger's grasp, Chatoru could only drop to her knees as her body immobilized from the hasted action.

It wasn't until she saw the drops of water hit the ground that she realized that she had been crying. And with a swift jerk of her arm, she was up against the gangster's body as she whimpered, "Please, s-stop--"

And out of the corner of her eyes, Chatoru noticed a shadow that was moving along the rooftops before the man pulled her with him as he uttered, "Let's go." The man sounded a bit nervous as he pulled Chatoru into a dark alleyway.

With every step she took, Chatoru's bra-connection wedgie dug against the inside of her butt and crotch as her breasts were being pulled against her chest. He pulled her along until he rounded a corner to see a silhouette at the other end.

"Let her go." Wait, was that ChaosReacon?

The gangster pulls out a gun and leveled it at her head. "Stay where you are! If you move I'll fu-- Aah!!" The gun dropped to the ground as Chatoru noticed the throwing knife stuck in the gangster's hand. The gangster pulled Chatoru further into the alley as she noticed the throwing knives and bullets forcing the gangster to twist and turn in the alley.

They were moving at full speed through the alley, and the burning sensation was worse than ever before. And with the constant tugging between her crotch, Chatoru placed her free hand up against her skirt as she bit her lip in attempt to hide her moans. The two of them rounded the corner before screeching to a halt as there stood the ash-skinned man.

The gangster brought out a switchblade and placed it along Chatoru's neck as he kept screaming, "Stay the fuck where you are!!" Chatoru couldn't tell what she should be more of as tears streaked her cheeks while blurring her vision. "You take one fucking step and I'll--!"

The blade dropped to the ground as Chatoru was set free. She turned around and saw the gangster as his mouth was left wide opened. There was a moment of silence before he began crying in agony.

"You, poor fool." The pale man spoke, dawning down as the gangster fell to his knees while he was holding his head. "You know not who you face. It's a shame not to understand that you are facing one of the high commanding demons of Hell," he said with such emptiness in his voice.

"...fuck...you..." The gangster defied in exhaustion.

The pale man evaporated as he vanished through the gangster, "This is the wrath of Shingun. Remember it well."

The man began to scream as his arms and legs were bending into unnatural positions, the sounds of breaking bones formed an insane orchestration of sadistic music. His limbs began falling off as his skin stretched and tore apart before his entire body exploded with a revolting sound of a wet sticky substance as blood and fractured bone littered the alley.

Chatoru was left alone as she fell to her knees as the blood splattered on her clothes and face. The ghost, Eddie and Chris turned the corner in hot-pursuit as they came to a full-stop in front of Chatoru as they couldn't believe what had happened.

"Holy shit..." Eddie muttered as Chaos walked right by them as he knelt in front of his sister and brought her into his arms. "Are you alright?" Chaos asked.

Chatoru was dazed, she didn't blink, she couldn't even cry. Even the burning in her crotch and butt had disappeared, lost in the trauma of what she had just seen. Chaos kept stroking her head as the four looked at the wall. Only Chaos staring at the words in anger as his eyes turned demon red as he read the phrase repeatedly, written in the gangster's blood.

"Prepare for war..."

The End - Episode 03/Chapter 12: The War Begins (Prepare for War...)