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The Silent Killer	By : DanteDonovan Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII Advent Children, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.Any similarities to people or places purely coincidental.

Chapter List
- 1-The Silent Killer
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IIII
- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-VIIII
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"Yes! We have a meeting! We're going to get Mother!"
Yazoo jerked his head up from his bike and glared at his brother for waking him from a much-needed nap. Yazoo had been sitting on his bike when Kadaj called President Rufus Shinra. As he sat there listening to Kadaj he realized how much Rufus talked too. Yazoo figured this was going to take a while so had crossed his arms and lay his head down on his bike and fell asleep.
"Why are you mad at me for waking you up?" Kadaj snapped, to which Yazoo only raised an eyebrow. "Do you not care about Mother?" Kadaj continued as he stormed over to Yazoo. "Answer me!"
Yazoo just stared at his younger brother in silence. He never talked much because long ago he found it would not get anywhere with Kadaj. The easiest way to get along with him was to just smile and nod. If there were any talking going on while he was speaking, there would be hell to pay. However being silent with Kadaj was like being a double-edged sword. Usually Kadaj hated it when Yazoo talked because he would suggest ways to perfect a plan or an opinion about something that could possibly be the contrary of what was said. Kadaj would then just scream at how he was always right and would kill anyone who thought or said otherwise. He never minded when Loz talked though since most of the time he was just encouraging Kadaj's behavior and smiling away.
Unfortunately, there would be times where Kadaj would be upset at his brother's silence because he would then assume Yazoo didn't care or just wasn't paying attention. Ironically, the latter of the two would be what would have pissed him off the most. Even more ironic however is that Yazoo really couldn't care less about finding Mother anymore. It had come to be a giant pain in the ass. 'Hmph. I care about finding her if it means you'll permanently shut up...' Yazoo thought as he glowered right back. The only real reason Yazoo did anything was that he just wanted his brother to finally stop his never-ending rants and continuous screaming. That would only happen when they found Mother. He did care about finding Mother, just not in the way Kadaj wanted him to. Of course, he would never say that to him. So, Yazoo just sat and waited for whatever Kadaj was going to yell.
"Aaaaaargh!" Kadaj yelled out as he swung, catching Yazoo on the side of the face with the back of his hand hard enough to make him fly off his bike. After hitting the ground hard Yazoo groaned and brought his hand up to his face as he began to stand back up. Kadaj, already fueled with his anger, went around the bike to meet Yazoo and before he was fully upright Kadaj swung out again. This time hitting him open handed on the side of the head sending him to the ground once more.
"Ugh" Yazoo grunted as he slammed on to the ground and before being able to move felt a foot in his stomach. Yazoo could always hold his own if he got into fights but his brother had caught him off guard and now had the upper hand. 'Oh Jenova...Not again...' Yazoo thought in his head then winced as he felt the hard toe of Kadaj's boot in his ribs soon to be followed by another and another. Lying on his side clutching his stomach in pain Yazoo remembered how this had happened before. It had been so long ago he had almost forgotten about it. Since that last time, he had managed to stay on Kadaj's "good side" and only end up with a couple hits here and there but nothing like this. Even though a decent time had passed since then he still had a crystal clear vision of the events that had taken place, of how he had been beaten bloody and ended up with some broken bones that he had to use materia on to fix. Not only that but sexual assaults as well for entertainment value. Yazoo cringed, dreading what was about most likely to happen, but not being able to do shit about it.
"How could you not care about Mother!" Kadaj screamed as he continued his kicking. "Why don't you answer me? Say something damn it!"
From a distance away of keeping watch, Loz heard Kadaj scream and ran over to see what had happened and was shocked by what he was seeing. He had remembered that last time as well. "Kadaj what are you doing? Please stop you're hurting him!"
Kadaj stopped his kicking to turn and face Loz. "Don't you ever tell me not to do something! I'm the leader here. Our older brother has decided he doesn't want to cooperate and so needs to be taught a lesson!" Kadaj snapped, silencing Loz. "Now get the hell out of here and let me do what needs to be done!" he ordered and watched as Loz lowered his head and nodded. Being the softer type, Loz never had the nerve to stand up to his brother. Loz sighed, turned, and headed back to where he came from.
Yazoo didn't know what to say to Kadaj's screaming. He hadn't responded only for the fact that nothing he could say would have calmed his brother down. Yazoo then heard Loz begging in the background and Kadaj stopped with his assault to put him in his place. Taking advantage of his brother's pause in his assault Yazoo rolled over and tried to get on to his hands and knees only to be stopped with a foot slamming down on his back pinning him down to the ground.
"Where do you think you're going brother?" Kadaj quietly asked and then added one final stomp.
"Aagh!" Yazoo cried out as he felt ribs break and slice into his lung. He listened, as his younger brother laughed at the knowledge of what he had just done, for nothing pleased him more than giving pain to those he felt deserved it.
As soon as the pressure was removed from his back, Yazoo began coughing with blood not long in following. Before he could even get a chance to think he felt a hand twine its way into his hair, yanking hard, and then dragging him through the dirt and rocks. Yazoo had no clue as to where Kadaj was taking him but it didn't really matter. All Yazoo knew was that no matter where they were headed, the result was going to be the same.
Though it was only for a few minutes before Kadaj took him to a spot he found adequate for his needs, to Yazoo, it seemed like an eternity. They had stopped in a small, secluded spot, with boulders and a couple of trees surrounding it. He listened as Kadaj gave an evil giggle as he opened his hand, letting Yazoo's head hit the ground. Kadaj was standing with his back to him and as much as Yazoo wanted to try to get away, he knew it would be pointless with the condition his body was in already. Lying with his eyes on his brother, he watched as he began to take off his gloves, armor, followed by his jacket.
"Boy did you really ask for it this time brother." Kadaj said breaking the silence. "It seems to me that you were almost begging for it..." he said and turned to gaze sadistically upon his older brother. Yazoo swallowed hard as his brother began to approach. 'What is going on here? Even last time he wasn't this insane...please stop this Kadaj, please don't do this...' Yazoo pleaded frantically in his head.
Kadaj then slowly bent over, grabbing the straps of Yazoo's armor, pulled him up into a sitting position. Next, he began to remove the shoulder pads, unzip, and remove the trench coat. Once this was done Kadaj sat down on his knees in a straddling position over Yazoo's lap. Yazoo turned his head to avoid his brother's hard stare, and in the process, went into another coughing fit leaving blood running down his chin. Yazoo squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his brother's hand gently on his face, sliding his fingers up into his hair and slowly turning his head back to face him. Kadaj's silence was beginning to make Yazoo even more nervous because only when he was quiet was he truly up to something. That’s when Yazoo saw it. The hand that wasn't touching his face was holding a knife. The one Kadaj kept in his pocket for little things. 'Oh shit. .He really is fucked up in the head now...' He thought as he started to shake.
"Funny" Kadaj finally spoke, making Yazoo jump. Kadaj yanked him forward while bringing the still retracted blade up to the side of his face, forcing a bruising kiss on his mouth. Yazoo could taste the blood in his mouth that was coming out of his bottom lip that was now split. Quickly ending his assault on his older brother's mouth Kadaj then moved his own back to where it grazed Yazoo's ear and whispered. "I never figured you for a beggar..." followed by the snap of the switchblade opening. Yazoo closed his eyes as a few tears rolled down his face. "Now, now, brother don't be like that" Kadaj said as he smiled wide which soon twisted into a sneer. "Mother doesn't like it!" Yazoo cried out in pain as the knife sliced across his chest just deep enough to cause blood to freely drip down. Followed by another, and another. "Ah..." Yazoo winced at the continuous slicing.
Suddenly Kadaj slammed him down on his back, which resulted in more pain as sharp rocks dug into him from underneath. "Already whining are we?" Kadaj said quietly. "I haven't even begun to punish you." As he was finishing he had slowly started carving in random designs with his knife on Yazoo's skin. Dragging the blade from his chest to his stomach, up over his arms stopping at the base of his neck. "Hmm..." Kadaj sounded as he brought the knife to his mouth licking the blade clean. "I think it's time we got down to business." Kadaj seemed to be contemplating something then quickly stood up. "Get on your stomach" he ordered.
'Oh, god what is he going to do now?...' Yazoo thought to himself even though he really didn't want to know. He groaned trying to move but the slicing pain through his body from the cuts made it difficult. "I said now you lazy fuck!" Kadaj screamed then kicking his older brother hard enough to flip him over. "See you are the problem here. You don't listen to a damn thing!" With that said Kadaj leaned over, grabbed Yazoo's arm, put his foot on his brother's back for leverage, and jerked it up and back. "Aaaah!" Yazoo screamed as he felt his shoulder, his elbow, and his wrist snap and break. Kadaj dropped his brother's now limp arm to the hard ground. "Hmm I don't think that's going to work. I'll be right back. Now don't you go anywhere." he said in a sickeningly sweet tone.
Yazoo heard rocks moving around and was pretty sure at what was coming. Between his lung, his now dirt and gravel filled cuts, his broken arm, and the pressure in his head of knowing what was coming was too much and Yazoo broke down crying. 'He...was never...this bad...before...' He thought as his head spun from all the pain and confusion. "Oh no. Tell me you are not doing what I think you are. CRYING?" Yazoo jumped at the scream. "I can NOT believe you!" Kadaj kicked his brother hard and put him on his back once more. Coughing up more blood Yazoo looked up at his brother and froze when he saw what he held. This was going to be worse than he thought it was going to be.
"Oh Yazoo what's wrong?" Kadaj asked his brother in a manner one would talk to a puppy. "I am only doing what is needed..." he said as he knelt down. In his hands, he held a decent sized rock that was full of jagged edges and looked to be a good 20lbs. He raised it high, his eyes flashing with excitement at seeing the fear in his older brother's eyes. "I mean after all. I can't have you kicking me now can I?" Yazoo didn't have the time to process what was said because as soon as the last word came out of his younger brother's mouth he brought the rock down, fast and hard. Not once, but twice.
Yazoo lay there as the intensity of the pain consumed him and started to go into shock. He never imagined his younger brother would go to such lengths. Kadaj had broken both his knees. "There much better." He heard Kadaj say then watch completely mortified at what his younger brother was now doing. Kadaj was yanking of Yazoo's boots and then ripping off his pants. He was thankful that he was in shock because it allowed him to be a bit more distant from the pain. 'So that's what...he meant by not kicking him...' While dizzy and struggling to breathe properly as Kadaj knelt down, straddling him once more. 'You are a fucking freak...' Yazoo thought to himself as he watched his younger brother undo his pants and slide them down.
"Now for some fun" he smiled then grabbed a handful of Yazoo's hair bringing him into an upright position, his face only inches away from Kadaj's hardened dick. "I assume I don't need to tell you what I want next." he said then waited in silence, a malicious smile across his face. Yazoo moved forward a bit and then stopped. In pain and completely humiliated he didn't know if he really could do much more. "Don't do it and the next thing I break will be your skull." he heard his brother say calmly. Closing his eyes Yazoo swallowed hard, opened his mouth, and proceeded to give his brother a blowjob.
"Mmmm yeah that's good" Kadaj commented as he enjoyed the sensations he was getting from his brother's mouth. "Faster." he next commanded to which Yazoo listened, increasing his speed. "You are so willing to listen now I see. Maybe you just like this hmm? You fucking whore!" Then grabbed the back of his brother's head and forced him all the way down causing him to choke and spit up more blood. "What's the matter? I thought you were liking this huh?" Kadaj took over and started to ram into his brother's throat, laughing, knowing that he couldn't breathe. "Alright enough of that!" Kadaj yelled and slammed Yazoo back on the ground again. While he was trying to get air, back into his lungs his brother had wasted no time on spreading his legs apart and getting himself positioned with Yazoo's hips lifted for easy entrance. 'Get off of me...' was all he could think barely conscious as was.
Kadaj aligned himself with Yazoo and leaned over, his lips barely grazing his brother's. "Scream for me." At that, Kadaj slammed into him ripping his brother open. Yazoo opened his mouth and as soon as he started to scream, Kadaj attacked his mouth with another hard kiss laughing at his brother screaming into his own mouth. Harder and harder Kadaj pumped easily now that he had blood as lubricant. His brother's cries of pain turning him on even more. As he was nearing the point of finishing Kadaj raked his nails up Yazoo's thighs ripping the skin as he went, laughing then took both his hands and put them on his brother's neck and start to squeeze. "Don't...you...ever...ignore...me...again..." He said between heavy breathing as he continued to strangle his brother. "Do you understand me?" 'Yes just end this...already...' “Answer me!" All Yazoo could do was barely move his head to give the barest of nods. Laughing at his victory Kadaj let go, grabbed his brother’s thighs, and slammed into him a couple more times before he hit his point, grunting as he came into him.
Finally done with what he wanted to do Kadaj stood, pulled his pants back up and smiled, watching as his older brother tried to breathe again while not choking on the blood from his lungs as well. Swiftly Kadaj turned around, grabbed his jacket and armor, and fully dressed himself. Once he finished putting the buckles back above his knees, he walked over to Yazoo and dropped a few balls of materia next to him. Enough that would fix the broken bones and internal injuries and massive damage but not enough to get rid of everything. He wanted his brother to feel the pain from his cuts and bruises. "There. Go clean yourself up whore. We will be leaving in one hour."
As Yazoo lay there, he barely heard his brother speak. He was already zoning out. Kadaj's voice sounding like a small echo in his head. After his brother had left Yazoo reached out with his good hand, feeling around for the materia, seeing as how he didn't even have the strength to roll over. 'Ah there...it...is..' as he grabbed on to the small orbs. Holding onto it he closed his eyes and allowed his body to absorb the energy and felt as his broken bones put themselves back together, his breathing returned to normal and his giant tear close back up. When he had used all the materia his brother had left him he still didn't get up. He lay on the ground, not feeling the rocks pressing into his back, and cried. He felt like a thrown away doll that was covered in blood. Used, abused, broken and worthless. It depressed him. It saddened him. He had a family with him but at the same time, he was completely alone. After a bit Yazoo stood up, grabbed his boots, clothes, and went down to the creek. He didn't want to be late.
TBC
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Side note: Things like this are not going to happen 24/7 in the story. This chapter was made more to show how bad Kadaj really has gotten. That's why this is here. I don't write rape into a story just for the sake of inserting sexual contact between hot characters. Just not my thing :d
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