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2D often wonder what his life was like and how different it is with Murdoc in it. Sometimes he wonder if he would be better of without Murdoc there, but as life seems Murdoc is a much part of his life as his two sunken in eyes.
2D looked over at Murdoc, his blacken dented eyes looked down to the bassist hands, as they shock and clenched tightly, cutting crescent shapes into the older man's own hand. Licking his lips, the vocalist didn't know what had set the Satanist off, but he prayed to god, it wasn't him, and the bassist was simple pissed off at something that had happened earlyer. "Stuart!" demonic growl slipped from the green skinned man, as he looked straight into 2D's unique dented in blackened eyes. The pathetic vocalist let out a whimper, flinching as if Murdoc had attacked him.
2D risked a look at Murdoc and gasped, he felt like his heart was clenched tightly in death's own hands, as he looked into Murdoc two colored eyes. His band mates' black eye promised him death, slow and painful, flicking his eyes over to the salmon red one, he flinched even harder, and almost fall backwards at the intense hate, and blood lust the other male, had for 2D. He didn't know what the hell he had done, but he was sure in the hell going to pay heavy for it. 2D won't be surprised if he was knocked out for a week straight.
Stepping back, 2D felt the wall, and he let out a terrified whimper, he was going to die, he was going to being murder violently by Murdoc, and he didn't know why. 2D was setting in his room, playing his keyboard singing some random song, he was going to go show Murdoc, and he was so happy and proud of the song. That when his door flow opened and there stood Murdoc looking murderous. His breathing was ragged liked, and came in deep staccato out takes. As he walked into 2D room, as if he was a predator stalking it prey, having concerned it, and now was about ready go in for the kill.
The poor blued haired male didn't know what the hell was going on. He racked his already damaged brain, trying to think of why the bassist would be in his room looking as if he was wanting to redecorating 2D room the color red. Back to the Present state of the vocalist, who was breathing so quickly, he seemed like he would pass out quickly from lack of oxygen to his lungs, he was shaking so badly it was a wonder the twig of a man was even standing. Licking his dry lips, he felt like he was looking straight at his own personal angel of death, that Satan himself sent to 2D to collect his pathetic fragile little soul.
"Murdoc?" the blue haired vocalist got out after a few swallows, he throat had gotten so dry, he was in a panic, he didn't know what to do or say, so he decided saying the other man's name, it was the only thing he could think of. It seem to be the ticket, because Murdoc, slammed the door shut, as stalked his way from the door way, straight for the blue haired male. At this time 2D had already began to, pushed himself so far up against the wall, it was like he was trying to melt into the wall, in this case, he wished he could. The closer the Satanist got close to him, the more he shakes and the more the world around him began to spin.
"Stuart?" Finally after what seem like an entirely came the voice of the other man, who was standing an arm's length away from as he moved to put both of his hands on either side of the blue haired males body trapping the smaller man. "W'ere is my cross?" he growled out glaring down at the trembling band mate.
"Cross?" 2D though trying to remember what the other was talking about, he looked down at Murdoc's chest and saw the other inverted cross was indeed missing. This puzzled the vocalist a great deal; Murdoc never seemed to take it off ever. "I don't kno-" the blue haired man began, but let out a yelp when Murdoc caught him off by grabbing his jaw tight enough to bruise 2D pale skin.
"W'ere is it?" he screamed causing 2D to quickening his breathing, his head was pondering hard against his damaged skull, he felt like he was going to pass out from it all. Opting not to speak, he kept quiet, which didn't settle will with the bassist one bit. Tightening his hold on 2D jaw, causing the younger to cry out. He whimper softly, as he tried not to cry, he didn't know what the other was blaming him for his cross, he didn't know where it was, he never had it to begin with.
"I don't know!" he cried out, trying to turn his head to the side trying to get away from the madman, growling out Murdoc, didn't like that how 2D had gotten a backbone, all of a sudden, as he clenched harder down on 2D jaw and growled pulling the younger man half way up against him and then shoving him roughly back against the wall, harder enough to hear a thud, and the gasp of the blue haired male, when the air was knocked out of him.
"I won't tell ya again, W'ere is it?" he growled as 2D struggled again his hold, trying to get away from the satanic as much as possible, which seemed only to angry the bassist more and more, till he snapped and let out a demonic growl and punched the blue haired male in the face hard. The force caused him to turn his head, as the coppery taste of blood exploded everywhere in the poor vocalist mouth, and with his mouth clamped shut, he breathed hard through his nose, swallowing as much of the blood as he could.
When Murdoc was quiet and still, he opened his eyes after unknowing had closed them and looked to see what had caused the demon to have stopped. Prying 2D mouth up, Murdoc looked fascinated at 2D, the applied pressure at the back of 2D jaw forcing the younger to open it, this caused poor 2D to cry out at the pain, as drool and blood mix together slide out of his mouth, as the drool grow redder with each passing second that 2D mouth was open.
The demon was silently watching the blood fall from 2D's mouth, seeming too enchanted by this, he didn't snap out of it, when he heard 2D whimper. Looking up into the vocalist two dented eyes, he glared at the younger male, and then leaned forward to lick the blood and drool mix, away from the open mouth of the smaller male.
2D held as still as his shaking body would allow him. As Murdoc licked away at blood from the corner of his mouth. With the side of his face pulsing with a painful heat, telling him that talking anymore would end up with not only did Murdoc give him his trade mark two dented eyes, but two black eyes as well to match. He stayed quicken and simple watched Murdoc trembling out of fear, and holding his breath.
The Satanist seemed calm as he licked away the blood pulling anyway, he opened his eyes and looked at 2D his hate seem to have lessen, but something new was added to the mix, something that 2D didn't know what it was, and that made him fear the unknown emotion even more so.
Without saying a word, Murdoc backed away, letting go of 2D jaw, and looked at the panting vocalist, who slided down the wall, and panted hard as he looking up at the bassist. Turning on his Cuban heels, Murdoc left, the confused frighten and slightly turned on 2D in his room, wondering what the hell had just happened, when the door opened and closed leaving 2D alone once again, he looked around his room in a disbelieving manner, as if he could believe, which he couldn't Murdoc was acting weird, lashing out for a miss placed item all because he couldn't remember and took it out on poor 2D.
The blue haired vocalist closed his eyes, and tried to remember what he was doing before everything happened. Crawling over to his keyboard, he sighed, as he simply looked down at it and wondering if singing the song for Murdoc was a good idea after all. Blinking away tears, he began to play so random song he learned as child, not caring if he missed some of the keys, or if they sounded off, he need something to do, and keep his mind focused on it, instead of the attack and the licking that just happened to him.