"Nng…s-stop it…I won't…I won't do this…" He choked out, falling to his knees, clutching the sides of his head as he tried to fight off the power that was slowly over taking his mind.
"Stop? You mean me to stop talking to you spawn? Why would I ever do such a thing?" His chilling voice echoed around in his head, pushing down any hope the boy had of fighting him off. The voice was powerful, demanding, strangely arousing and yet struck fear into his heart.
"I-I don't want to hurt him…I don't…he's…he's done nothing wrong to warrant this!"He ground out, his fangs beginning to lengthen, those once pale blue eyes beginning to blaze a startling crimson as he tilted his head back, letting out a weak snarl.
"He has many reasons to suffer…and you will do this…or that girl will suffer in ways your mind cannot even begin to imagine boy. Now do as I command…or watch her writhe in pain." His voice cooed out once more, this time coming out as a deadly purr, laced with pure malice and anger as the boy gasped in fear.
"N-No…please don't hurt her…please don't…I'll do anything you ask." He whimpered out, letting his hands fall limply to his sides before he bowed his head in defeat. The woman he loved, he could not bear to part with her again. Not after he had just gotten her back in the safety of his arms.
"Such a good boy you are…now…submit to my will." His voice seemed to have a strange hollow echo to it, as if his words were mere ice alone. But as his image appeared behind the boy, he reached for the boys bringer, letting it sink into the rough skin before he raised it. Flexing the bringers claws with a devilish smirk. The boys eyes began to glow a dark crimson, his eyes glassing over with a dark blood lust.
"Let the games…begin."