A remake on the Childs mark, I'm warnign you now.
This is rated M for reasosn, Blood, death, violance, obsesson, may contain Rape, but I'm hopeing it doesn't.
This is the opening chapter, not like last time where you feel bad for Hiltz.
Further more, I haven't updated Twisted pleasure, because these reasons
A) Exams
B) homework and school
C) to lazy
D) famouse writers block
and E) to many great writers out there that I began and had to read most of their stuff. XD
It was twisting in my gut, being muddled in my thoughts, torn and re-shaped.
I could feel my heart racing, my hands sweating. My eyes darted around the room trying to find a comforting face.
No-one, no-one looked back at me to busy talking amongst themselves, to busy and caught up in their lives to worry about the kid in the corner.
I wanted some attention! I wanted some love! I rested my head into my knees, and my arms where wrapped around my legs, pulling them tightly to my chest. I heard the soft growl next to me and felt a soft nudge on my arm.
"Blood not now..." I said, pushing him away. He growled slightly louder in my ear and nipped at my ear and shoulder.
"What?" I snapped looking at him, his red eyes shined back to me. His tail wagged.
I could see his black plated amour, and his white under belly, red splatters on the white leading to the black, on Bloods back where two lines that looked like blood really did dribble down from his head to his lower back. His black muzzle had a tinge of red, as if he had just been feasting on a living animal.
I pulled out a small ball, and jingled it, before looking him in the eyes.
"Is this what you want?" I asked his tail waged faster, if that was possible and he cocked his head to one side. I rolled the ball on the ground, and the organoid pounced onto it, he seemed to be having fun shaking it from side to side, and trying to rip into the soft material.
But to no avail, he'd never be able to break that ball, as the material was used to capture organoids in, and no organoid has been known to break it.
I looked around the room once more and saw a male standing at the counter. It was pathetic why we where here, I looked back to Blood, who was now growling, dangerously towards the counter.
Looking back I saw a red organoid, and its green eyes glinted dangerously to me and blood.
I felt fear and anger rise in me, as the man at the counter looked at me, a smirk on his face, and all I could read was his lips.
'I'll take that kid.'
I felt the man push me roughly into a dim lighted room, and I could hear the sound of crying down on of the halls. I looked up at the red haired man, who looked back down at me.
"Do you have a name kid?"
"Yeah…" I said softly looking away.
"What is it?" he asked with no emotion.
"I was told never to tell a stranger." I spat out angrily pissed off that he wanted to know my name, my name wasn't ever needed.
"I'm not a stranger anymore kid, I'm your new guardian." The older name said.
"Fine as my guardian; what's your name!?" I asked, stopping, and he pushed me again, jabbing me forward, I moved in pain.
"Hiltz, now what's your name before I name you myself?" Hiltz growled dangerously.
"You can name me anything! But I won't answer to it!" I cried. And Hiltz growled angrily.
For a ten year old, I was pushing my luck….
"I'll call you, Cell."
"Call me what you like I won't-" I felt pain cut me off from finishing that sentence, I could feel the burning in my face. From the back handed slap.
it was then when I noticed what room I was in.
Chains, whips, and torture devices where all around the room, on hangers, or in the corners.
I felt fear freeze up my whole body.
This is what I was sold into; this is why I was bought.
To be the stress toy of an insane asshole, to be the anger releaser, I could feel the pounding in my head, that began to drown out all my thoughts. As he picked up one of the whips., it looked to be made of leather, and it seemed to have a long tail, coming out from the top of the handle.
"This, Cell Is called the bullwhip." Hiltz said raising it, above his head, the murderous glints in his eyes and then came the sonic crack as he brought it down.
Ah short chapter...and yes a cliffy....
see do you feel bad for Cell or Hiltz?
Or neither?
Lol, Pleas erate and reveiw, I get disheartened if you just read and leave...=[
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