A/N: Sorry it took so long, but here's chapter three! Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, and I hope you enjoy!
Stay back.
Fear washed over Fran's face as Rasiel stepped forward. Every time Rasiel took a step forward, Fran took a step back, wanting to avoid what was to come. He didn't want to hurt anymore. Fran wanted out. He wanted to be free of everything. He wanted complete control over his numbed body. He wanted to be able to run away from this, this monster.
"No... Stay back..." Fran's voice showed his emotions, no matter how hard he tried to hide them. Everything was shown. The fear in his face, the distress in his voice, and Rasiel could tell he was shaking.
Fran was too shaken and numb to try to run, and he couldn't concentrate long enough to use his illusions. He couldn't even mask his emotions, so there was no way he would pull off an escape. He didn't want to be anywhere near Rasiel, though. And there was nothing coming from the room where Bel was kept.
Senpai, please... Fran was scared. He didn't want Rasiel to catch him, even though there was no way for him to escape.
Rasiel stepped forward, and Fran stepped back. Unfortunately, Fran somehow managed to trip on a broken miniature column that once held up and displayed a beautiful vase, also broken, and fell to the floor. Taking this chance, Rasiel basically threw himself on Fran.
"Ushesheshe, you think you can get away from me? Nice try!" Rasiel and Fran weakly wrestled a bit, until Rasiel pinned down Fran's arms with force.
"Get off me!" Fran tried to kick Rasiel off, but Rasiel's legs were pinning down Fran's. He kept struggling, for a few more seconds, but gave up when Rasiel's grip around his arms tightened.
"Be good, little toy, or else I'll break you~!" Rasiel hissed at Fran, then got off Fran, but stood hovering over him, Fran was between Rasiel's legs. In one swift movement, Rasiel grabbed Fran by the waist, and threw him on his shoulder, carrying him that small distance back to the room that Bel was in.
It didn't matter, though, considering Bel was knocked unconscious. It would take a long while for him to awake up, since his body was tired, and was probably attempting to recover from the wounds that Rasiel inflected on him earlier. At once glance, one would probably assume that Belphegor was dead with all the cuts, bruises, and open wounds he had, not to mention how jacked up his face was.
Before Rasiel threw Fran back on the bed, he gasped slightly, and choked back tears when he saw Bel's beaten up body. It was horrible. Fran felt like throwing up. Red. Red. There was blood everywhere. On the walls, on the floor, and on nearby furniture, and just... everywhere. It would be shocking if Bel managed to be completely functional and okay after all he's been through. Any normal person would've begged to be killed, rather than go through all that.
Rasiel threw Fran on the bed, making his body bounce a bit. Dust swarmed out of the mattress, causing the room to fog up, with lack of a better phrase. Then walked to the dress, then back to the foot of the bed.
Fran sat up to the best of his ability and stared at Bel, "What did you do to him...?" You monster. You're a monster! "Wh-" Before Fran would question Rasiel again, Rasiel grabbed Fran's face, digging his thumb and index finger into the younger male's cheeks, and forced the teal haired boy to look at him. A grin was on the blond's face, and his eyes sparkled behind his hair. He was going to enjoy every moment that was about to come.
"I wouldn't be worrying about him, if I were you." Pushing Fran away in a forceful manner, Rasiel pulled out some of his knives, a syringe and a weird bottle. "This is a gift from me to you. You should feel honoured a king such as I, would give a pathetic lowlife like you, a gift! Usheshesheshe!" Rasiel's laugh rang in Fran's ears, as he took the syringe, and the bottle. Rasiel tipped the bottle upside down, and used the syringe to to transfer the liquid from the bottle into it.
After a few moments, Fran's eyes widened as he finally figured out what Rasiel was planning to do. No... No! Fran had his fair share of kidnappings, being drugged and a living experiment. His entire past revolved around being a test subject for black market medicine, and illegal testing, and he didn't like how all the memories were flowing back into his head.
Kicking himself away from Rasiel, he slowly scooted to the wall, his back pressed against the wall trying to get as far away as he could. Rasiel walked over to the side of the bed, and grabbed Fran forcefully by the arm.
"Ushesheshe, if you squirm, I might rupture a vein~" Rasiel hummed as he practically stabbed the syringe's needle into Fran's arm, causing him to pull away slightly in pain. Fran looked away and closed his eyes tight as Rasiel began to inject the unknown liquid into his arm.
Fran felt the area of injection heat up, and spread throughout his arm. It felt like he was being burned. His breath began to become unsteady as he was taking small gasps of air. Blood was rushing to his face, and he was feeling numb, but not at the same time. He had no control over his body, but he could feel everything.
Feeling as if he body got ten times heavier, Fran slumped in the area he was sitting in, a slid down the wall, falling to his side. He tried his best to take a death breath, and watched Rasiel get on the bed, his knives in hand; A Cheshire grin planted on his face. That was the last thing as Fran closed his eyes before the torture that was to come.
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