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Yui's Bloodbath (Creepypasta OC)

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'That clattering... That horrible, horrible clattering...
Noises, so many unsettling noises. The sound of rainwater, tapping against the gutters... So FUCKING annoying. I can't stand these noises! They're all so noisy!
But... I do like one sound... It was a blessing, from a divine force... And I want to hear it now... Yes, time to but an end to these... Atrocities.'

From the grasps of her unclenched hands, a dingy knife and fork had fallen; hitting the table and recoiled only slightly, before finally lying flat on the table. At a small, round table; one that sat a group of six; three girls... Twin blondes and a pre-adolescent female. An overweight, mildly balding and gruff man, a gentle face brunette and finally, a baby of barely four months. The family gazed at the young woman, one of which the older man... the only man, cast a scolding gaze at her. "What's your damn problem?" His scratch voice remarks, putting his glass down.

"I'm tired...." She remarks, pushing herself up from her seat slowly; a slight stagger in her movement. The long of her unkempt hair hangs at only an inch pass the bridge of her nose. Moving away from the table, sluggishly, she shuffles from the table. "Get back here! We're having a family dinner; sit your ass down." He barks, soon eliciting the initiation of the second oldest daughter.
"Don't be so pretentious Yui... It's not impressing anyone."

The twin girls merely repeat their sister and point at the back of the crimson haired young woman. Tilting her head midway, she exhales deeply and flex her fingers a few times. "Your voices... Are just as bad." She mutters loud enough for them to hear, enraging her father. "Do me a favor guys... one last time...." She leaves slides into the dark of the living room. "...Shut... The fuck up, all of you."


A gasp of bewilderment filled the room, the potbelly older man rushed from the dinner dining/ kitchen area and into the blacken den. "Who the fuck do you think you are! Come here!!!" He screams for the woman to return. The back door continued to swing, on the inside the house; making the man limp quickly towards the exit. "Yui!!! Yui!!! Yui you bitch!!!" He screams, his fridge breath being visible in the rainy night.
At the very edge of his peripheral vision, a small light woke... One made to detect the presence of movement. Turning his head, he locked eyes on Yui, entering his shed; his pride and joy of the family. Moving through the rain, he reaches his shed and peers inside; something inside him caused him to quake from sudden fear; disputing his thoughts and swallowing his fear, the confident old man finally headed inside and screamed for the girl  again. "Yui! You little shit, get out here now!"

"Sure...."

Following the sound of the whistling winds, a heavy wet crack sounded off inside the shed. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" The father falls to the floor, holding his shattered knee and writhes in agony. He screams and cries out in sheer pain; tearing up, slobbering and leaking mucus from his nose. "You rang... Ray?" She stood over him, a single amber hue glaring down upon him, from beneath the mess of red hair. With her hand rested upon the edge of the turned over weapon, she gazed at him with a deadpanned expression.

"You know... There is only so much, a mind can handle before it falls to pieces." She traces a circle around the edge of the polished, wood handle. "You guys... I don't think you even have a mind to break... So, I will do the next best thing." She remarks, raising the sledgehammer, as high as she needed it and slams it down on the other knee; making the man scream out in pain once again. "How many pieces, would you like?" The visible amber eye dilates maliciously. His own eyes bugs widely, he tries to scurry backward, in fear of his daughter.

"Y-Yui! Y-Yui, please! I-I'm sorry! Don't kill me! Please!!!" He cries out, all his pride and confidence, gone. "Please! Don't fucking kill me!!!!" He cries; tears and mucus mixing with his sweat, his body voiding in both directions.

"Oh...? What's the point of begging, it's going to happen... So lay there and take it." She raises it again, slamming it down on his left hand. With the horrified scream, her victim cried bloody murder. She continued to bludgeon the man from top to bottom; crushing his feet, ankles, legs and knees. Immobilizing him, she struck his hands, arms, and shoulders. The man slowly choked on his fluids and the rapid beating of his heart pounded in his ears. "It's okay Raymond... You didn't offer enough pieces. So it's all over for you."

"Grk... Ack! Yu---"

She slammed the hammer onto his face, the crushing blow was enough to end his torture. "Shit shouldn't exist." She spits softly and drop the weapon on his chest, caving in the remaining bit of his body. Exhaling and shivering from the cold, noticed the gleaming ax. This was Ray's trophy; once being a lumberjack in his youth. Reaching over the table, a single hand pressed onto the wooden tool bench, she grasped the handle of the of the tool and pulls it down, breaking the poorly crafted hooks that held it up there.

Upon coming down, she turned her head enough to see the fright frozen gaze of one of the twin girls. "Nanai... How fortunate you're here... I was just coming to see you...." She turns to her, the ax rested in her hands. With a loud squeal, the child cries and quickly turns and runs away, eliciting the irritated sigh of the murderer. "Why do they run?" She stalks after her; upon reaching the door, she broke into a sprint and tackled the child into the wet ground. "How many pieces... will you offer me?" She grins wickedly and straddles the smaller girl, raising the ax over her head.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The child's last scream echoed on that rainy night.

~History~

Uninteresting, plain and anti-social, the young senior, dawn with the name Yui Hanai.

Between home and school, everything is the same. The annoying, abusive, completely wretch individuals called the human race. With the rights of her father, willingly turned over to the state; at the tender age of five, she was quickly adopted by... a less than legitimate family. Living in a house of three sisters and a single brother; she wasn't the most liked amongst them all; The twins Nanai and Nikki, the pre-adolescent, drama star; Tammy and the four month old Lucas; the only one who is fine with her... Being as he doesn't have a full understanding, like the others.

School proves to be no better than her home; though she prefers to remain under the radar, she always seems to be included as a target. Not even in the slightest has she ever been a problem, prone to remain quite; especially in the face of danger, a mild coward... Never to open her mouth against nor to others. Because the stereotypical schools have the bar of popularity, she ranks lowest and nicknamed 'Target'; one of the main reasons she's often given unjustified kicks, she hides her eyes behind the crimson veil of hair, born with an acute case of heterochromia; she's alone is ashamed of her unique eye set. Being as she was only a few months away from getting out of the high school life, she did her best to remain the shadow.

To her unfortunate desire, it wouldn't stay like that. As she progressed with time, both the harassment and her studies... She gained a friend. Though she avoided and ignored the young woman as best she could, in the end, she would no longer be able to run her away. Melissa Baxter was her name; a sweet and classy brunette, with majestic seafoam eyes that Yui envy. She was quite the beauty, not the apple of every male's eye, but more than attract enough to snag a decent guy... If they existed.

Melissa continued to hang around Yui, even when other chose not too... This becoming another reason Yui began to come to school. Tranquility would not last too long between the two, as she had learned that Melissa was just as bad as those who chose to pick fun at her... She used extended friendship, merely to get close and see what was under all her hair. Soon the bully began to pick up, and as always she wouldn't fight back; with the increase in victimizing, at home; her mentality began to take a direct turn. Though it would be the common syndrome for victims of bullying; it, in the end would be her trigger.

Quickly reverting back to her 'Blend into the crowd', she became aware of a pitiful truth; pertaining to Melissa... The young girl was a victim herself; used by those who sit themselves on the ladder of superior. Spilling her terrible tale to the students, Yui took in everything and swallowed all her doubts. The young girl reported their indiscretions to the principle, ultimately getting the group not only suspended from school, but from those extracurricular activities they had enjoyed; Melissa and Yui reunited, exchanging very emotional apologies.

With her school life picking up again, at home doesn't change for the better but continues to deteriorate. Aligning the twins in her misdeeds, Tammy began to torture the girl with many accusations and plain blame; knowing her parent's actions well, since watching the others get 'Disciplined', as they called it, it was soon turned on her. Raymond; her adoptive father had once been a lumberjack in his prime, due to his reckless nature the man caused his own injury, to his right arm. He was forced to leave his strenuous job and go into something cubical like... But because the beef man refused to listen, tried once more and caused the second injury, retained to his leg, leaving him with a permanent limp.

With the girls constant targeting of Yui and her inconsistencies with not retaliating against them, she often became the bullseye of her adoptive father's physical abuse. Taking his hits, kicks and attacks with anything in arms reach; even going as far as to being locked in the dark of the cellar. When in the mentioned cellar, she would often hear voices; rather, talk to herself and the voices would speak back. Being left in the small cellar for an entirety of a week, her voices soon took a life in her head.

When she was released and returned to school, Melissa was the only one who would help cast those voices into the dark. With the last month of school in arm's reach, she and Melissa spent all the time they could together until word got back to their bullies. At the close of the school day, Melissa and Yui didn't leave with the rest of the student; caught by their bullies and taken to the back of the school, where the two girls were beaten before one another, by a group of boys and watched by female onlookers, who found their positions amusing. Doing her best to cover her only friend, Yui was cut and scarred deeply for the majority of the pile up, until she was forced off the other female, by a vice grip on her bangs; thus revealing the two colors of her eyes; one a deep red and the other a honey gold.

Laughing and poking fun at her odd colored eyes, the boys attempt to blind the girl, as they found her eyes disgusting. Melissa wanted to protect Yui and attacked the brute, who pressed a rusted key towards's Yui's left eye; biting into his hand and leaving a deep indentation of her teeth in his skin. Pissed at her confidence to fight back, the large boy took out a hunter's knife and burrowed it into Melissa's chest. Masking the scream of Yui's, Melissa collapse to the ground and tried her best to stop the blood flow... Seeing the dying female gave way to the others to do the same, all of which had wielded blades of variety; each taking a turn butchering the dying brunette; even the girls joined.

Forced to watch her friend be mutilated at the hands of their peers, she cried into the hand of her captor the entire time. After what could have honestly been mistaken for hours and 230 consecutive attacks with blades, Melissa and Yui were left alone; the group, more than confident the sight alone frightened her enough to keep quiet. She stayed at Melissa's side, as the young woman didn't want any help, knowing it would matter in a few moments more... She wanted to keep Yui out of any trouble, this would bring her. Her only friend, one she could not protect, she watched her life fade, but before dying, faced Yui with a sweet smile and announced how happy she was when they got to be friends.

With Melissa dead, Yui stayed with the corpse for as long as she could, finally taking her leave and the young woman's custom named bracelet, made with colorful beads and monochrome colored letterings. With the last of the school year closing in, within an upcoming week, all students began to wind down; preparing for graduation, prom, your basics of favorite school ending activities. Yui continued to trudge to school, utterly broken and mind slowly slipping into pieces, of the whole that it once was; no one gave her any attention, so what was one student to everyone else.

Catching the eye of one of her and Melissa's tormentors, the frightened girl attempted to turn into another direction and flee but was caught by a second. Escorting the girl to the gym, she was thrown inside the equipment room, along with the two male captors of hers. As the closed in, she cowered behind the biggest piece of equipment in the room, one of which didn't do much to protect her. Taking her fear in stride, they played with the female, long enough to pin her under their own weight, the other holding a 25lb weight in hand and over her face, making many threats; most of which included humiliation or the same fate as her friend... One of which made the boys laugh and mentally forced her to relive, every gruesome detail.

Upon informing her of the fate, she should bestow upon herself, if she told, the quaking young woman gave one heavy kick to the testicles of the man, who chose to pin her down. Writhing in pain, she quickly scurries to her feet and escape that fall of the weight; one the other boy was far too slow to drop. In his attempt to catch her, she moved around the room like a frightened mouse, kicking and throwing things at him. Some lighter objects connect while others miss. Finally catching her, the two of them fell to the leg press machine.

With the sudden overconfidence of his victory, he ignored the fact that fear drove her every move. With a quick scream, she startled the boy and smashed her face into his, gripping her teeth tightly around his nose and bearing down as hard as she was able. Trying desperately to pull her off, she rose her leg hard enough and gave him a heavy hit below, right before letting him free. As he cried and rolled around in pain, she crawled from beneath him and rushed to the back of the leg press; in that instant, she pulled the hook loose and dropped 280lbs of weight onto his upper body; crushing the skinny boy between it, with a sickening smashing sound and the pooling of his blood pattering onto the concrete floor.

Falling into the wall, she stared at what remained of... what was once a person. Both she and her other captors were frozen at the sight, but she felt a twinge in her head, a twinge that glorified at the sound of crushing bones and the flow of blood. Her frighten expression twists into a hysteric grin, her body quivered with a rush of excitement, unknown to her... But was this a temporary feeling? She had to be sure. Turning her honey-gold hue on him, he scrambled to his feet and rushed for the door, she followed after him with a hand weight. With his back to her, she raised it up and slammed the eight-pound weight into the back of his skull.

Once he had fallen, she continued to drive the piece of equipment into the back of his head; the remaining sound in the room were her heavy panting, the cracking of his skull and the stomach-turning squish of his head being crushed into itself by the weight. With his body going into it's final convulsions, he fell dead beneath her. Upon dropping the weight, she gazed at the blood that covered her hands; it was nothing like she had ever seen, especially so close and no on the other end of a television screen... This was real; this feeling she felt from her first kill became much stronger, dominating most of her other thoughts and emotions; the rush was enough to make her smile.

Raising up from the boy's corpse, she chuckles to herself and breaks into a small, hysterical laugh... She wanted to feed this feeling more, she wanted it to be her only expression. Unlocking and exiting the equipment room, she noted a tool box on the outside of the hallway and collected two pieces of equipment. Twelve midnight rolls around, the group grows tired of waiting on the other two to return from, where ever they chose to go and the biggest brute heads out with his girl, attached to his hip. Upon leaving the room, the two of them are startled by noises in the night.

Acting as brave as he could with his lover with him, he brushed it off as the wind knocking something to the floor and continued to walk through the dark school, with only cell phone lights as their guides. Hearing a larger thumping, the female panics and tells him she wants to return to the room; he isn't to adamant about being alone but continues to play the role of a hard ass. Getting fed up with the sounds and his ignorance to her whining, she unhooked herself from him and turned back into the direction of where the room was. With the jock left alone, he continued the journey alone; swallowing his fear as best he could.

Being brain dead with directions, the ditzy dark haired woman stood in another hall, one leading to the entryway of the school, and to her surprise... a figure that wasn't entirely familiar. Upon closer inspection, she lowered her gaze to the item in her hand and backed away. Yui lifted her head, allowing the light to reflect off her golden eye; thus making the female scream and sent the shorter female charging towards her. Turning on her heel and breaking the stellito, she had fallen to the ground and dropped her phone. Yui pounces the female and smiled wickedly; with a fistful of her hair in her hands, she immediately raise the hammer and crashed it into the face of the screaming senior. More and more, her cries turned into sputters and gasp for breaths, striking all across her face until she was no longer recognizable.

With the deed done and the sounds of movement coming her way, she slipped from the corpse and sank into the shadows, leaving nothing but a bloodied handprint at the scene. Discovering his girlfriend's unfortunate state, following his friend's arrival, the frighten jock made the suggest escaping while they could, an idea accepted with no objection. Reaching the door and realizing they were locked from the outside, the thought didn't settle in until the remaining male tried desperately to knock the door down with only his shoulder. The group retreated from the front door and headed to another end of the hall, where their hopes of escape had been dashed.

The door they entered through had been locked also, from the other side. One of the panicked females ran away from the group, with the sense of hiding out in the closed off music room until the day arrived. To her unfortunate arrival, she came face to face with Yui, who only offered her a twisted smile. Another scream filled the school halls; screams for help and mercy echoed through the darkness, but no one would come... At least, not in time. With their lights leading them up darken stairs, they were startled by the thumping and rolling of a heavy object; one of which had been the body of another dead female; her face completely mangled and the back of her head caved in.

The remaining three ran as fast as they could in hopes of escaping sudden death. Nearing the only lit area of the school, they cast their eyes on something covered in red. Her unkempt hair covered all but one dilated honey golden hue and a sadistic grin. Feeling the confidence overtake him, the jock stood before his two remaining groupies and ran at her like a storming bull. From her hand, she raised it and quickly unloaded the nails left in the gun. Her miscellaneous aiming landed two in his right shoulders and one in his cheek; as he went down, the last three directly through the head of the woman who had been behind him.

While the two of them fell, and he writhe in pain; the last guy gazed at her frightful, soiling himself as he ran away. Throwing down the empty nail gun, she rushed past the squirming jock and last female, quickly catching up to the boy and knocking him to the ground. Begging for his life and stating how he will change for the better, she merely smiles at him and pull a pair of sewing scissors from her back pocket. Knowing where it would lead, he fought her back, the struggle ensued, causing her to cut up her on hands and skin in the process. Finally subduing him, she jammed the sheers through his right eye and kept up the malicious stabbing until he finally  stopped moving.

Putting him out of his misery, she retrieved the scissors from his face and turned to use them on the jock; who now stood over her. With a heavy kick, he sent her to the floor, following that, he stomped over to her and began to damage her with his large feet. Low on stamina, he collapsed to his knees and pulled her up by the front of her purple dress. Noting that grotesque yellow eye he hated, he pulled a nail from his arm pressed it to her eye. Read to put it out, he merely scratched it from the eyebrow on down... Wasn't his first intention, but he wished for her to suffer slowly.

His idea only gave her the wake up she needed. In that single, painful cut; she gazed at him with an unnatural glow in her eyes and gripped her shears right and thrust the blade into his right thigh. Causing him to fall over, she pulled herself up to stand, listening to him cry and scream in pain. Pulling the scissors from his leg, she returned them to his body, shoving them through his neck. Cutting into his jugular, she avoided having her entire face covered in blood, through most of it drenched her dress. Gazing at her show, she grin and laughs maliciously, feeling a sense of happiness, but soon that smile fell... No, this was not enough. Turning on her heel, she left the bodies; going down to the basement and retrieving the spare keys from the janitors station.

Tearing the bracelet from her arm, she gave it one last glance and dropped it on the cement floor, finally unlocking the door and leaving out; the key still in the lock and the door ajar. Yui traveled through the darkest roads, cars passing her by and lights luminating the crudely painted figure, but no one stopping to find out why. Reaching her home, no one being awake at this hour, she slipped out of her blood-soaked dress and shoes; quickly disposing of them in the garbage can, finally entering the house. Slinking slowly up the stairs, she carried herself to the bathroom and locked herself in for an hour, cleaning her body of those she killed, snickering every so often to herself.

The following night would bring about more terror. The remaining three females hid inside the house, each in different room and the baby left screaming in the kitchen; once the baby was silenced, Yui started up the stairs, calling each girl by their respective names. The mother was discovered first; hidden in the closet of their room. Begging to her daughter not too, the red of her eye dulled, she hadn't been even slightly amused by her begging. She raised the ax and brought it down on her mother's hand, then again onto her shoulder; over and over she brought down over her frightened mother. Her screams only made the two girls squeeze tighter into each other, the older one trying to silence her sister's cries.

Once the screaming stopped the two wide-eyed sisters listened to the movements of Yui's moving about and passing the room they hid in. Yui's feet stopped at the steps, but no more after that. Tammy felt compelled to calling the cops; letting her scared sister go, she quickly scampered for the door and quickly peek through, not seeing her around. The remaining twin didn't choose to follow; Tammy rushed into the hall, as she was about to run down the steps, she was frozen at the site of her sister's. standing in the open door of the dark bathroom. The unnatural glow in her eyes scared her the most before she was able to even squeak, the raised ax crashed into the top of her head and split it in two, like a peach.

Removing the ax, Tammy's lifeless body fell down the stairs. The remaining child crumpled into the corner, frightened for her life and not bearing to want to see... But, curiosity was always a weakness for her. Raising her head, her little pupils dilate in sheer fear; she gazed up at the deadpan face of Yui's, a still-healing cut on her left eye, rainwater rolling into the blood and dripping from her hands and face. Even the pleading of a child did not sway her misplaced emotions. She raised the ax for the last time and flashed a twisted grin at her, before finally bring it down over and over, putting the little girl's short life out.

The sudden whimper from downstairs made Yui drop her weapon and leave the baby's room. Down the steps and over Tammy's body, she moved into the kitchen; catching sight of herself through the toaster, she removed a knife from the dish holder and chopped off her long red hair; leaving only enough to barely tickle the back and side of her neck. No longer had she been ashamed of her heterochromia, with the same blade, she chopped off her messy bangs and gave the world something to see. Giving her new appearance a brief look, she moved to the living room area. Grabbing a sheathed hunter's blade, she tucked it into the side of the empty bassinet.

Picking up the bundled, swaddled firmly closed, she carries the baby in her arm and steps out of the house; leaving the door wide open. Upon stepping out onto the lawn, she made eye contact with a figure, not far from her. Though his gaze was hidden by his own mess of dark hair, that unforgettable grin... was not. The two of them stared at each other for a long moment, before she finally broke it and made her way into the dark of the night; his eyes still fixed on the house, his hand fisted tightly around a black handle knife and shaking with a sense of rage.

Her trudging brought her to a small house, in the quietest part of the town. To a doorstep, she laid the bassinet down and retrieved the knife before laying the baby in it. Ringing the bell three times, she gave the child a kiss on his head and quickly escaped from the front door. A woman appeared; Mrs. Baxter, groggy and not entirely attuned to anything but the sounds of the rain; just as she stepped back, she finally woke from her sleep and scrambled to pull the baby inside the house; basket and all.

With the door closed and locked, Yui gazed upon the house one more... No thought or emotion in site. Hooking the blade's sheathe to her belt hoop, she ducked into the thicket of trees and finally left the neighborhood; disappearing without a trace.

'Following the breaking development of the story, Monday morning brought about more shock and terror, as seven students were found dead on school grounds' Remarked the newscaster on TV. "Each brutally slain in undisclosed ways; quite possibly a terrifying example of what the human mind could do... More on this story at 11."

The radio is quickly changed to a music station when her husband steps into his car. "Sorry, did I take too long?" He questions her as she smiles at him, shaking her head. "No, just listening to some music... Are we all set?" She questions, looking back at the sleeping baby.

"All set here, let's hit the road." He buckles up and pulls out of the driveway. The car turns on the black top and rolls down the road, following behind it, a large moving truck and another smaller car. As they depart the house, the red and white 'For Sale' sign waves in the casted breeze; Lucas and the Baxters move on from the neighborhood, taking their new son into a new life.



*Human and Devil Hour Birth: To be told in the "Before" installment.


*Friendly: Only towards Melissa and Lucas.




Okay, so that was more than I had intended, but it is up now. So please, feel freed to critque if you read; it's not my best work, but that is why it is a working progress.
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what's her creepypasta name? or she didn't change her name?