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Chained

Wildwing opened his eyes to find himself in a dark cell he would not be able to see anything if it weren't for the mask. He was chained to the wall by his wrists and feet. Testing the strength of the chains he found he was unable to move them very far from the wall. Looking around again he found that there were fairly long chains in the middle of the floor. "What are those for?" He wondered.

He was alone. "Maybe that's a good thing. That mean no one else was captured but what about Mallory. Did she get away?" Suddenly the cell door opened and two silver humanoid drones dragged an unconscious Mallory in. "I spoke too soon." He started to struggle against his chains seeing her condition. Her head was bleeding, blood dripped down the side of her face and she had a few scrapes and bruises but otherwise looked fine. What he was concerned about was the head wound. They dropped her harshly on the floor right in the middle of the dark steel room and chained her wrists to the floor. As soon as they had come then they were gone. "Well now I know who those are for." He thought glaring at the chains binding Mallory.

"Mallory. Mallory wake up." She wasn't budging. He grew concerned and scanned her with the mask. Her heart was beating and there didn't seem to be anything broken, her head wound was superficial so she should be fine. "Mallory. Tell me your okay." He called again hoping that she would respond. Wildwing watched as her long eyelashes fluttered open. "Mallory."

Finally she answered. "Huh? Wildwing? Is that you? I can't see a thing." She said trying to shake off the fog.

"Can you see my eyes?" He asked, watching her as she searched the room for him. Finally her eyes connected with his and she nodded. "Okay yeah. Why are you over there?" She asked standing to her feet shakily.

"I'm chained to the wall like an animal." He said. Mallory gasped and started walking over to him. She was right in front of him but her chains did not let her hands go far enough to try and break him free of his. "I'm sorry I can't get my hands any closer." She struggled a minute but Wildwing could already see this. "It's fine. I'm just glade you okay. Do you know where the others are?"

"I think only you and I were captured." She backed away and sat on the ground. Wildwing sighed hearing this. "Well at least there is that." He grumbled.

"This is my fault." Mallory whispered. Hearing that Wildwing looked back at her surprised. "What? How?"

"I wasn't careful enough. They were able to pin me down because I didn't see that drone sneaking up on me. You came in to help me but ended up getting ambushed and captured too. I'm sorry Wildwing." She said quietly. Before he could correct her she kept going. "You should have just left me. Why didn't you? You knew the chances of getting me free were almost impossible. So why did you run in anyway?" She asked looking down at the ground.

"Because I feared what they would do to you." "And I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you Mallory. I had to try. It would have killed me to see you taken away. I wanted to be there for you to take the brunt of the abuse." He thought that part to himself. For a while now he had developed strong feelings for the red headed mallard. Mallory didn't know it but her captain was in love with her. "Don't think so much about it. We'll get out of here. I promise." Mallory looked up at his eyes and smiled. She believed him, he kept his promises. It was one of the things that made her love him. Both ducks were madly in love with each other and they didn't realize that they shared these feelings.

The cell door opened again flooding the room with light. Mallory brought her hand up to her eyes to cover them from the painful shock of light entering her unprepared pupil. Wildwing's mask protected his eyes from such this, adjusting for him, allowing him to have clear sight constantly. He watched as the drones came into the cell, Dr. Pertorius followed after holding a syringe. Mallory jumped to her feet and stood in front of Wildwing in the defensive position. The drones advanced on Mallory who wasn't backing down.

Wildwing's worry for her outweighed his worry for himself. "No Mallory! Stand down." Mallory turned to him stunned. "What!?" She still hadn't lowered her fists but she looked at him like he was mad. "You heard me. Stand down." She looked back at the drones, refusing to listen and let them hurt Wildwing.

"Oh don't worry this isn't for him." Pertorius laughed madly waving the syringe with pink liquid in it. Wildwing's eyes went wide hearing this. The drones attacked and Mallory started throwing them around the room, busting and breaking them open. She may have been small but she could hold her own in any fight. Pertorius panicked and called in more drones.

Eventually they overwhelmed Mallory and pinned her down. Wildwing struggled in vain, trying anything to break his chains to get to her. He had to protect her but it was no use.

Dr Pertorius approached Mallory going in between the drones to get to her. He was too close to her. "No. No! NO! WAIT! Do it to me instead!"

"NO!" She shouted from under the pile of drones holding her down. Pertorius looked at him like he was a fool. "Why would I do that? I need her."

"Look I don't know what your trying to do but I'm telling you I won't fight. I'll be the better subject. Your trying to get our DNA right? Why not go for someone stronger."

Pertorius smiled down at Mallory. "She looks pretty strong to me."

"Listen. Your making a-"

"Alright. Alright. I'll give this to you instead. Hehe. You are stronger and either way I will get what I want so why not." He walked over to Wildwing while Mallory screamed and shouted. Trying to get free. "Wildwing! No you bastard get back here!" She yelled but it was no good. Pertorius stabbed the needle into Wildwing's neck and injected the liquid. Wildwing didn't bother to fight, he didn't want to risk Pertorius giving it to Mallory. He just held his head up and watched Mallory while Pertorius finished injecting the liquid. "I'm sorry Mallory. I could let him do it to you." He thought gazing at her beautiful face looking up at him, frightened of what would happen to him now. Pertorius removed the needle and walked out of the room.

"Now we pay the waiting game." He cackled madly.

"What did you do? Hey! What did you do to him?!" She shouted from the floor, one of the drones kicked her in the stomach hard, making Mallory gasp for air.

"Don't you touch her!" Wildwing yelled. The drones left soon after and closed the door. This time a small window slide open, just enough for them to be able to see now. She got up and made her way over to Wildwing. "Give me your neck." She said urgently.

"What?"

"Just shut up and do it. He leaned his head to the side for her and she climbed on him. She moved her beak threw his thick feathers on his neck using her tongue to find the injection point. Mallory's hands were pulled back away from his body by the taunt chains but it left her head free to work. Wildwing didn't understand what she was doing and froze under her. "What I wouldn't have given for her to do this befo-" "Ouch! What are you doing?" He asked, feeling the hard suck on his neck. It hurt.

She didn't respond, only continued sucking at his neck. She pulled back and the spit pink liquid mixed with his red blood on the ground. Then went back to what she was doing. "I get it. She is sucking out what he injected into me." Wildwing realized. Finally she was done and climbed off of him. Wildwing rolled his neck, it was sore now.

"Your going to have a major hickey there but at least it's out of your system." Mallory said wiping her mouth.

"Good thinking." He said. She smiled at him when the door opened again a drone came in carrying a bucket of water. It placed it close enough for Mallory to reach and then left. Mallory walked over to it smelling the water. "It looks and smells normal." She said, dipping her hands in it and looking back at Wildwing. He regarded it with distrust. "Don't drink it." He said. Mallory nodded. "Think it would be okay for me to wash this blood off of my face with it?" She looked back to him.

"Hum as long as it doesn't get into your system. Don't put it on you open cut."

Mallory followed his instructions and washed the blood from the side of her face, careful to avoid her head wound. Wildwing watched her feeling a strange sensation in his stomach, his body was beginning to feel hot and sensitive not to mention his eyes hurt. Shaking his head to get rid of the feeling didn't work. Mallory noticed him squinting his eyes and shaking his head, like something was hurting him. "Wildwing are you okay?" She walked over to him to inspected him.

"I don't think so." He said breathing deeply. The smell of sweet strawberries became stronger the closer Mallory got. So strong that he could taste it on his tongue. "Mallory. Do you smell that? It smells like strawberries." She shook her head no, wondering what was going on with him. "Step back a bit." She did. "Further." She did some more. "Now slowly come closer." Walking very slowly to him, she stopped right in front of him. "I think my sense of smell has been heightened, like a lot." Raising an eyebrow she looked into his eye. Wildwing had never realized that she naturally smelled of strawberries.

"What else do you feel?"

"My eyes hurt. My skin feels too hot like I have a fever. So far that's it." He looked at her face. Taking in her features. She was so beautiful. His eyes traced the elegant lines of her neck down to her busty chest and tight waist, following the curves of her hips and sexy legs. He swallowed down the drool that was beginning to build in his mouth. For some reason an image of Mallory withering under him flashed through his mind. "What the heck is wrong with me?" He thought. "I'm acting like an animal in heat." He shook his head again.

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