Frankenstein's POV:
Folding my clothes up and placed them on the chair before reaching down and closed my hands around the collar I had placed there. Slipping it around my neck and fasting it in place. As I dropped to my knees and let the rest of the world fall away. Nothing else mattered apart from what was in this room.
Master was at his desk like normal but i had taken note of how tense his shoulders were. Maybe some tea from the pot set out would be good for him. One of the servants must have just brought it in as it was still hot. I had figured out how to do this a while ago without standing. Master didn't like it if I stood.
I placed the cup on the ground before grabbing the pot, pouring the tea into the waiting cup, before setting it back in place. I was careful not to spill even a drop, as that could make Master displeased with me. I had to move slowly while carrying it so it took almost a minute to cover what I could have done on two legs in a few seconds. Once I was near Master's chair I sat back on my heels and held the cup in my hand.
"Master I have brought your tea"
He ignored me even though I knew he heard me, as he had paused in his writing for a second. I tried my best not to move. Not to let my arms shake as they held the cup waiting for him to take it.
Master pushed his chair back all of a sudden, knocking it into my elbow. I managed to move quick enough to take the cup in one hand even as I was displaced. After correcting myself I looked up slightly noting that Master had gone still.
"PET, what have I told you about making a mess"
Master's words were like ice. Looking down I took in the few drops of tea I had spilt. Quickly I placed Master's cup on the ground out of the way. Things would get worse if I spilled any more.
"Master I'm sorry"
I felt the sting as my head was turned to the side from Master back handing me.
"I did not tell you to speak"
I stayed quiet and kept my eyes to the ground, watching Master's feet as he stood and brushed past me.
"Come"
I didn't hesitate to follow.
He moved to the stand next to the bed.
"Chest on the bed"
I knew what was going to happen but I didn't hesitate to follow the order. I had done something bad and bad pets get punished. Keeping my knees on the ground I placed my chest flat on the bed.
"Pet, you have been bad. You Messed up Master's room"
I heard the bedside drawer slide open and I knew he was taking out a long strip of hardened leather.
"You are going to count each and every one"
He hadn't waited for my reply and I heard the leather just before I felt the first sting across my back.
"One"
He struck again and again and I counted on and on.
"Thirty" I managed out in a sob. Tears ran down my face even when I had tried my best to keep them in.
He placed the leather down but I didn't dare move, even as he sat next to me. I tried not to flinch as his hand ran through my hair.
"Why do you make me do this pet? Why do you make me hurt you like this, Why can't you be a good pet"
I awoke to feel sweat dripping down my body. Why is it no matter how old you are you still get nightmares. Why did I have to remember that? Why does remembering that make my back sting just like it had for the weeks that had followed that.
Sometimes I wish that I had forgotten everything about my life before I met Cadis Etrama Di Raizel, my true Master.
I rose from my lab chair where I had fallen asleep and head for the shower I kept down here. There was one down here as anyone who came down here to train was not going anywhere in the house before they showered. I shredded the clothes I was wearing before I hopped in. Hopefully M-21 wouldn't come down here and pick up the lingering scent of fear. After my shower I used a little power to create clothes before heading up to make Master his tea. I started to run through any scientific formalists I could think of to keep my mind off of what I had dreamed about.
Master was on the couch reading through what I guessed was his homework. I was careful as I place his tea on the table before returning to the kitchen to make sure everything was clean. Once I was sure it was all clean I returned to the living room I made a quick stop upstairs to grab my phone before returning to Master.
"Master I am off to work early, do you need anything before I go"
Master shook his head.
It was still dark out when I entered the school grounds taking my phone out I took note that it was 3:01. It was a bit early to be at school but I should be safe to think without Master picking up on it. I didn't need Master to worry while I work through this.
Cadis Etrama Di Raizel was my Master the other one was nothing close to what a Master should have been like. He had given me none of what the noblesse had given me. My true Master had accepted that I was a bit crazy. That sometimes I needed to just sit there and not think of anything. But most of all he made me feel safe.
But no matter what I thought I still couldn't shake the dream. Shake the muscle memory of my stinging back.
I returned home early being unable to focus on my paper work. I had left just after Master had left for his lunch break. I was now going around the house cleaning everything. Ever since the nobles had moved in they had been doing the cleaning and although they did a good job there was still build up.
I didn't stop cleaning till the two top floors were sparkling, well minus the others bedrooms though I had been tempted to go in there and clean. Master was due home soon, so i quickly showered and changed before taking my place in the kitchen and started getting ready to make his tea. It felt good to have all the housework done and everything shiny. Hopefully Master would like it too.
By the time the water had boiled Master was walking through the door followed by the other house residence. Setting down Master's tea I waited for them, tuning out my need to drop to my knees. Master took his seat as the M-21, Tao and Takeo paused and looked around.
"Boss, how do you get the floor so shiny? It must have taken a while?"
"It didn't take much work at all?"
He nodded once before heading off to his room followed by the others.
"How was school Master?"
He nodded and took a sip of his drink.
Raizel's POV:
I had noticed that Frankenstein had been more careful this morning while placing my tea down. He had seemed tense and his mind seemed to be running through calculations as if he was trying to figure something out. I hadn't said anything as I hadn't wanted to force him to tell me.
But Frankenstein's strange behaviour had continued. He had left early both to get to school and to go back home. His mind had been a muddle of thoughts even when he was around me. He normally tried to keep his thoughts blank or he would be thinking about what I needed next. He knew I tried not to pry but our connection was so strong that I often picked up what thoughts he had, when he was close. By the time the kids had retired to their room's, I had decided that something had to be done. I knew that Frankenstein wasn't in his room as I couldn't pick up his thoughts when I moved towards it, which left his lab.
My first thought was that something was wrong, his thoughts were a jumble of things. It took time to work through what he was thinking… No it wasn't thinking, it was seeing. Frankenstein had called them dreams last time I had picked up on one.
'Master I have brought you tea'
The boy with blonde hair said. The boy had no clothes on, apart from a collar around his neck and looked familiar… It was Frankenstein, a younger Frankenstein. The man in the chair ignored him. I watched the child Frankenstein's arms shake with keeping the cup up.
With a quick movement the Man slid back his chair knocking the child over and coursing the tea to drip to the floor, but instead of apologising the man seem to get angry at Frankenstein.
'PET, what have I told you about making a mess'
The child placed the cup on the ground as he lowered his eyes.
'Master, I'm sorry'
The man slapped the boy leaving a red mark. I was displeased with the way this man was behaving.
'I did not tell you to speak'
The man stood and walked past the scared child heading for the bed.
'Come'
The child crawled on his hands and knees never looking up from the floor.
'Chest on the bed'
He placed his chest on the bed while he was kneeling.
'Pet, you have been bad. You messed up Master's room'
The man reached into the draw beside the bed and pulled out something.
'You are going to count each and every one'
I watched as the man behind Frankenstein hit him with something. 'Leather' his mind supplied me with the word.
'One'
There was a red mark from where the leather hit flesh. I watched as again and again the man hit him.
'Thirty'
Frankenstein was crying in this dream, I could feel the pain he was feeling. The man behind him was placing down the strip of leather, before he sat down next to him. He ran his hands through Frankenstein's hair.
'Why do you make me do this pet? Why do you make me hurt you like this, Why can't you be a good pet?'
'I'm sorry Master. I'm sorry I was a bad pet'
'It's ok Master understands. Pet will be good for Master now wont he'
Frankenstein awoke with a jump. He didn't seem to see me at first but I watched as his body moved without thought. He was now kneeling near me. His mind felt that it was filled with fear, which I never felt on him.
"Master"
I waited. It took a few minutes for the fog of the dream to leave his mind.
He stood, not looking at me.
"Master was there something you needed?"
"Who was that?"
I didn't want to just pick it out from his thoughts. It took him a few seconds before he replied.
"He was a man from my village where I lived as a child"
"How old were you"
"About sixteen"
Sixteen was still a child in the human world. Why would an adult do that to a child for no reason?
"Why did you call him Master?"
I took note of the slight tremors running through Frankenstein.
"I… as a young man I discovered my need to serve. He was the person I served when I needed to…"
I remembered how his soul had felt that time I had placed the collar on him and how he relax. How his very soul had calmed as if it had received what it needed. Was this how he had gotten his fix beforehand? I moved forward not liking that his eyes were still not on mine. He flinched when my hand was under his chin. Dropping my hand I took a few steps back before turning slightly.
"Come"
For a moment he almost let himself drop but then he straightened and took a step towards me. We moved silently through the house and I didn't stop till we were in our room. I didn't sleep and Frankenstein slept better when I was in the room. So on the days he did sleep I spent it looking out the window.
I heard him close the door as I moved to grab the collar on the draw beside the bed. Picking it up, I turned on him.
"Come here"
He walked slowly towards me as if he was unsure.
"Master"
"Remember what I said last time"
I slipped the collar around his neck and I felt his shoulders relax. Not as much as the first time I had done this but it was still more then normal.
"Lay on the bed face down"
He moved gracefully, slipping his slippers off before lying face down.
I sat on the edge of the bed as my power shredded his top. I hope Frankenstein didn't mind after this. He tensed but all I did was run a hand over his back. I was gentle unlike the man had been in the dream. If Frankenstein ever asked I would wipe that man from his memories. That was the only way I could destroy the man now. But if he did exist I would have destroyed his existence even though it was against my noble word to hurt a human.
I ran my hand through his hair once, moving it from in front of his face. I watched him tense slightly as I moved my fingers across his dam cheek before going back to running it up and down his back.
"Relax. Let me take care of you"
It took a little while but he soon let himself relax. His mind seemed to be blank but also seemed to be telling me what he wanted.
"Who am I Frankenstein?"
"My Master"
His soul seemed to sing with happiness when he whispered out that.
I moved up the bed till I had my back resting against the headrest.
"Come"
He moved in a daze as I glided him to rest his head on my legs so I could run my hand through his hair. I watched as he drifted off to sleep.
