Final Fantasy Supreme (FF creation)

[Zyx]

(Now that you mention it I did kind of overlook that fact. Well, damn)

~~Cid~~
Cid: Where are you taking me?
Left Officer: To become part of the family.
Cid: What do you mean?
Right Officer: You will no longer be yourself again.
Cid: Huh?
Left Officer: Look at me. *He smiles and Cid can see two sharp, white fangs protruding from his top teeth. Cid turns pale at the thought of him being like that*
Cid: But I don't want to be like that, I wanna stay human. I wanna stay me.
Right Officer: Heh heh heh. Sorry man. You gonna learn to like it though.
Cid: No I don't want to, no. I don't want to be like him.
Right Officer: Then be like me. *He takes off his helmet* Don't you think that being a warewolf is so much better than being a vampire?
Cid: *Gasp* Aaahh, you're even worse.
Left Officer: Well you can also be a warlock since you are a male. But then again we are running short on witches. You know we could change the fact that you are a male.
Cid: Huh? Uh, no I don't want to be either of y'all or anything for that matter other than me.
Right Officer: *Helmet back on* Well, since you can't make a decision I guess we will have to choose for you.
Cid: Yuh.... Wait a sec. How came I never saw any creatures in the creation laboratory or whatever?
Left Officer: All creatures are either impressed or born naturally.
Right officer: I was impressed.
Left officer: As for I was natural birth.
Cid: Is there any way to get out of this?
Guard: Fraid not. *They finally reached the door*
Right Officer: This is the last day of your life. Literally.
Left Officer: And the first day of your death. Literally.

He enters the room and to his amazement he finds the place to be covered in blood. To his left are creatures locked in cages. All kinds of creatures: zombies, warewolves, vampires, witches, warlocks, winged demons, regular demons. Every monster that he has read about in his books as a child were standing right infront of him.

Executioner: What would you like to be?
Cid: Myself.
Executioner: Sorry kid, that ain't gonna happen.
Cid: What are you?
Executioner: I am the gateway to your death.
Cid: No, I mean really, what are you?
Executioner: *Takes off his mask* I am a full-blooded bloodwraith.
Cid: Arn't you all bloodwraiths.
Executioner: Yes, but like those officer that brought you, those are creation bloodwraiths. As for me I am just a bloodwraith, no creation about me.

Cid looks at him and sees that he has eyes of flame, a black body, and three clawed fingers, but his face looks like a regular human. He looks the most presentable to the human eye except for the burning eyes. He is a lot better than any creation bloodwraith.

Cid: I choose you.
Executioner: Huh?
Cid: I wanna be like you.
Executioner: What do you mean like me?
Cid: I don't want to be a creation bloodwraith. I'd much rather prefer your kind, a full-blooded bloodwraith.
Executioner: You sure? To become like me is a very hideous process. A lot worse than the creations. Those just bite you or cast a spell and you become one, but I suck.
Cid: If I be come a vampire or a warewolf I will always thirst blood. You don't seem to be that way, you almost seem like a human, except for the eyes.
Executioner: Well, then lets get started.

NOTE: If you have a weak stomach I suggest that you don't read this next paragragh, it is disgusting. If you do and you get grossed out, it is your fault for not taking my advice.

He grabes Cid and drags him over to a tub full of blood. Then he begins to dunk him in it about twenty-five times. When he stoped he can see blood pour out of Cid's mouth, he forces him to swallow, then drags him to a little chair. He then throws him in and straps him up. Then walks over to a little control panel and turns it on. Cid immediatly jolts and freezes. His eyes turn blood red and the blood he drank began to pour out of them along with his stomach acids. The pain was excrutiating. Then after that the Executioner grabs him and drags him over to a small table. He picks him up ten feet in the air and then slams on the stone table. Then straps him up like the little chair, and grabs a little knife. He walks over to Cid and begins to gouge out his eyes until they were hanging out of his sockets. Cid begins to scream even more than before. The Executioner then takes hold of a small torch about the size of an eyeball, and sets it to fire, he walks over to Cid and starts to burn his eyeballs to a crisp. Then he shoves them back into his head. He unstraps him and carries the crying baby over to a stake, and straps him up there, also, so his back is to the Executioner. Then he whips him about thirty times, with a whip divided up into six different whips that have glass and spikes and nails and the sort in it, until he begins to go into shock from loss of blood. Then he turns him around on the stake, and puts little coals around his feet. He pours oil on his feet and the coals, then puts this white powder on his head. Then he sets fire to the oil. Cid goes up into flames, but there are no screams coming from him. The Executioner notices this and puts him out. He knows that Cid is dead. Part one is over, part two now begins. He brings him over to the small table again, and then begins to disect him. He rips open his cheast cavity and begins to throw out his organs and muscle, all he leaves are his bones, which he licked so they can be pure white. He turns around to a counter and grabs a can, he turns back around to Cid and pours the contents into his body. Bugs and disgusting critters begin to pour out and start to eat his bones. The Executioner then opens the can of oil again and pours it out all over the critters, then he sets a fire to them. While the critters burn he closes the cavity and sews it up. He gets the guard and tells him to carry Cid to a cell for him to recuparate so he can go to work. He is now a full-blooded bloodwraith.

NOTE: I'm sorry if this grossed you out, but I did say that it was gonna be gross in my first note.