A/N: Came up with this while listening to Rose McGowan's "You Belong To Me". I don't know how, but I just did. The song made me think of obsession and I originally planned to write a fic for Todd and Lovett but somehow I came up with this. Hope you like it :)
Oh, and by the way, I don't own Sweeney Todd.
Submission
They always knew he'd come back. Even after fifteen years, they knew he'd come back. They knew.
They were his friends – his shining, silver friends; his shining silver friends who drew liquid rubies from unsuspecting sinners. In his mind, they were his loyal friends...but him?
He was their slave.
They were the reason why—even after he had satisfied his need for revenge, even after he had ridded of the Judge and the Beadle—that he cannot stop. They were the reason for his insatiable bloodlust. They were the reason why even now, he killed...but him?
He didn't mind.
The sight of crimson against the shining sliver blade—it was so beautiful. Indeed, it was a glorious sight! And the aroma—oh, how divine it was! How could he possibly stop when it was so entrancing, so riveting? Such the nirvana! Why—it was practically heaven itself!
Indeed, he was their slave. He was the slave of his silver friends—he'd known it for quite some time.
He was their slave—their willing slave.