Words....

Words become sentences, which becomes chains, which bind people...or break them.

Words can control or they can break....words can make people feel like they are on top of the world, or wish that they should die.

People have to go through this every day...and people react to it in different ways....

Most people believe that atomic bombs are the most destructive things in the world, others suggests that the powers of gamma rays or even black holes do more damage then what had happened to Japan during the end of World War II.

No, words dominate all...

Because they can shatter a person's hope in a few seconds...

And scar them for all eternity.

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A Change of Face

by Green Phantom Queen

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Chapter 6-Shattered Doll

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Jeff walked back to the house, his heart beating against his chest. It was around 4 PM when he decided to come back to his brother and possibly wake up from his nightmare. Despite Shannon telling him not to go, he had no choice; if he didn't, then Matt would come search for him in the end. He couldn't hide forever, and Shannon wasn't always going to be around to save him—since Shannon was on Smackdown! alone and both Hardy brothers were on RAW. If Matt was so twisted and demented when he raped Jeff, what could he possibly due to innocent Shannon? Thoughts struck his mind as shivers rolled down his spine; the crazy things Matt would do to Shannon were just so gruesome.

Standing in front of the door, he pressed the handle, only to find it locked. He immediately recalled a spare key under the doormat, and brought it out, placing it into the lock. But before he did anything, he thought about something. What would he tell his brother when he got inside? His brother would want to know where he was for the past few hours. After a couple of minutes, he finally figured out what he was going to tell his brother.

"All right, Jeff." The Rainbow Warrior said to himself. "Just explain that you were at Shannon's house and you played Resident Evil 3 with your childhood friend and did some other stuff with him. Shannon's a good guy, and Matt shouldn't have any problems with it because we've been childhood friends and we formed OMEGA together...just stay calm....just stay calm..."

Twisting the key to the right, and grasping onto the handle, Jeff pulled the door open. Returning the key back into its hiding place, the younger Hardy stepped inside his own home. It was dark and the only light he could see were two points of red shining like rubies. Jeff swallowed a lump on his throat, feeling as if he was a mouse being entranced by a viper.

"Welcome home," a soft, husky voice whispered into the air. The door behind Jeff suddenly slammed shut. Jeff whirled around, trying to get it open, but to no avail. All the while, that same voice started laughing.

"It's no use, Jeffie.....you're mine now." Jeff turned to see the red lights come closer and closer to him. The younger Hardy was starting to panic, he wanted to run, but his feet felt like jelly. He slid his back against the door and started to tremble. Hugging his knees to his chest, he could hear the breathing of someone in front of him, and someone getting on all fours.

"What's wrong, Jeffie? It's me, your big brother. Please look into my eyes...."

Jeff slowly cracked one of his eyes open, then both eyes opened in alarm as he saw what was in front of him. It was his brother, but his eyes were taken over by a blood red coloring. He was completely naked, with his long black hair covering the left side of his face. A tattoo of a black phoenix was seen on the back of his left hand and a black rose was tattooed on the left side of his chest, his skin colored like white chalk. Stretching out of his back was a pair of black feathery wings and his nails had grown into sharp talons. A tongue ran along a pair of vampire fangs as a stitched mouth opened to reveal a maniacal grin.

"You see?" Matt whispered. "It wasn't so bad."

"You're a monster!" Jeff screamed. "Where's Matt? Where's my brother?!"

"Don't you understand?" Matt whispered, running a clawed hand through his brother's hair. "I am Matt. I am the brother who wants to protect you from harm. I am the brother who would give up everything for your safety. I am the brother who shall take us both into the darkness forever. I am the brother who loves you very much....and I shall be the one that will take you."

"You're not my brother! You're not Matt!" Jeff yelled back. "My brother wouldn't accept this kind of deal! My brother would fight it, and I don't see my brother in front of me!" He slowly started to stand up, his knees buckling as he placed his palms against the door. "My brother is nothing like you! He'll never become a monster!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Matt replied. "Now tell me....where did you go, my beloved angel?"

"To Shannon's house." Jeff answered. "I played Resident Evil 3 game with him, and we had lunch together. We played a bit with Shannon's pet dog and then I walked back home."

There was some silence as Matt took in the lie that Jeff fed him.

"Lies." Matt whispered with venom. "You were talking about me, and how I became crazy...I can see it in your eyes...."

Jeff's eyes widened as Matt lifted him into his arms. He tried to struggle, getting away from the grip of the demon masquerading as his brother. Matt noticed this and let his claws pierce Jeff's peach skin, causing blood to flow. The Rainbow Warrior gasped at the pain as he felt something wet graze against his skin. Green eyes moved to see Matt licking up the falling blood, trying to catch it as if it was honey dripping down its honeycomb.

"So good." Matt moaned, licking his lips. "It tastes just like a luscious red wine...." Then, he paused....before a wicked grin crept on his lips. "I wonder..."

"Matt?" asked Jeff with some worry. "What are you doing?"

Instead of getting an answer, Matt removed his sharp nails from the skin, revealing four puncture holes in a line amongst the arms of the Rainbow Warrior. Matt stared at his brother, tilting his head tot he side while he was in thought. The evil look on Matt's face—plus the fact that he was naked, and had black wings growing on his back—made Jeff feel as if he was now nothing more than the pleasure slave of a fallen angel.

Jeff soon found his brother taking up the stairs, and then stopping in front of his room. Kicking the door open, Matt stepped into the dark room, licking his lips in hunger. Jeff was starting to get worried, breathing in the scent of pheromones and cum in the air. He wanted to escape, but felt himself drained for some reason.

"Are you feeling sleepy?" asked Matt in a psychotic tone. "Maybe you should get some rest."

Without saying anything else, Matt dropped Jeff onto the bed, the body bouncing when it hit the mattress. Jeff tried to move out of his brother's grip, only to find his brother locking their lips together. Trying to use his lower legs, Jeff raised a knee, hitting his brother in the gut.

Matt growled, sensing his brother's rebellion. Using his talons, he immediately ripped off Jeff's shirt as if it was a leaf off a head of lettuce. Jeff began to sweat, especially when those clawed hands grabbed onto the sweatpants, pulling it and the boxers clean off. Then, thorny vines came from under the bed, curling around his wrists and ankles as if they were ropes.

"Let's see...." said Matt, straddling his brother on the bed. "How should I do this? How should I let the blood appear?"

Jeff felt his brother's warm breath against his skin, beads of sweat falling down his face. What was worse was that his brother's erection was on top of his, making him squirm to get away. Unfortunately, the act only caused his own dick to grind against his brother's, causing Matt to get out of his trance.

"Impatient, are we?" said Matt in a husky tone. "Don't worry...the room shall be surrounded by our sounds of love soon enough."

"It's...not love, Matt." said Jeff. "This is madness, this is abuse! You're not loving me if you're trying to hurt me."

"In order to get pleasure, there must be pain." Matt replied, his voice getting softer. He let a clawed finger run through Jeff's creamy skin, sliding it against his brother's right arm. Jeff let his eyes see the cut that his brother made, seeing blood starting to escape and fall down his arm. "It shall hurt, but the feeling of being loved and protected is worth it in the end."

"You're insane!" Jeff screamed, but Matt continued to make scratches upon the right arm. "I don't want that type of pleasure! I want my brother back! Give him back you monster!"

Matt growled, slashing his brother's chest with both of his clawed hands, so that it looked like an 'x' was formed on the skin. Jeff screamed in pain, feeling droplets of blood pouring down his chest and onto the bed sheets.

"Do they hurt?" Matt asked in a mocking tone. "They should, but they should feel better soon."

Placing clawed hands on his brother's shoulders, the nails pierced into the shoulder blades. Jeff let out a strangled gasp as he felt the claws dig deep into his muscles, pinning him down.

"Bloody frame, bloody nails, dripping down the floor." Matt sang slowly, enunciating each syllable in a creepy childish tone. "Just be careful walking out the door."

Jeff's eyes widened as the thorny vines wrapped around his wrist and ankles, tightening their grip as the thorns pierced his skin. He gasped in pain as he tried to move his body away, but the restraints and claws were pinning him onto the cum and blood stained bedsheets.

"One rose, two roses, three roses, four." Matt continued his crazy song as it started to reach into a crescendo. "Jeffie and I forever more...."

Jeff gasped once more as he felt the nails being removed from his shoulder blades. He felt dizzy...possibly from all of the blood he was losing, he was a complete mess. Matt ignored this, and licked up the blood as if he was a cat drinking every drop of delicious cream in front of him.

"Red drops, rain drops, pouring fresh and true." said Matt, adding the third line. "Destroy all the evils and be born anew."

More blood fell from the wounds as Matt began to smear his brother's skin with the red liquid. Some of it covered his fingers as he lowered his hands onto his brother's thighs.

"N-no..." Jeff whimpered, knowing full well what his brother was going to do. "P-please...don't...."

"All things sacred and also sure." sang Matt, ignoring his brother's cry. "Kill all demons, make us pure...."

With the last line, Matt began to laugh as he plunged two blood coated fingers into his brother. Jeff screamed when he felt the fingers hit his prostate and racking all of the nerves inside of his body. It also didn't help as the thorny vines grew tighter and tighter, rubbing with the rough skin and causing more blood to fall. Tears coated his vision as he felt his brother suckle upon his neck, nibbling and biting on that sweet spot.

"Yes, Jeff." Matt whispered. "You must be protected. This is the only way to be protected...you've been tainted by that Reject...he marred your perfect body, and you must be pure...yes, I must wash away all of those sins...."

"No...please...." Jeff whimpered. But it was all for naught as Matt pushed a third bloody finger inside, widening the hole. Scissoring them in a triangular position, Jeff tried to get away from the pain, but his head hit the headboard of the bed, and the thorns continue to deepen their torture. It was as if they were all taunting him, taunting him because there was nothing that Jeffrey Nero Hardy could do about it.

"Oh look at all of that precious blood." said Matt., seeing blood leaking out of the tightened hole. "Isn't it so good...I wonder what it would be like on my cock...oh yes, to protect you from everyone...to make sure that no one can take you..."

"But you're taking me...." Jeff interrupted, hissing from all of the wounds on his body "And why are you doing this? This isn't protection at all! You're hurting me...please stop it..."

"Me, hurting you?" asked Matt. "I'm not hurting you, but I will if you try and defy me. I don't want to hurt you Jeffie..."

"But you are!" Jeff screamed. "You've raped me already, and your torturing me! Isn't this pain enough already? Just stop it!"

Matt's face shifted into a look of fury as he removed the blood coated fingers from their position. Then without warning, he placed both of his hands around Jeff's neck choking him.

"How dare you say that to me!" Matt growled, his voice sounding demonic. "I protected you, I made sure you were safe, I kept you away from harm...and is this how you repay me?!"

Jeff sputtered to say something, but the lack of oxygen was making him light-headed...also the pain he was suffering was making it unbearable. Matt continued to choke his brother as he continued to scream.

"You worthless piece of shit!" He yelled. "I'll show you how much you mean to me..."

Releasing his grip—and letting Jeff take a gasp of air into his lungs—Matt rubbed some of his brother's blood all over his dick. Then, forcing his brother's legs apart, Matt pushed his way inside. Jeff screamed once more; even with the previous canning, and the recent lubrication, it still tore through his body.

"There, there." said Matt, hearing the whimpering of his brother as if it was music to his ears. "It'll be all right...I'm here for you Jeffie...Mattie's never going to leave you..."

Jeff closed his eyes as Matt continued to the torture and with every thrust and every plunge....he felt something leaving his body and soul. It was as if whatever Matt was doing to him was tearing out his heart, trying to claim it as his.

Struggling, Jeff lifted his back up into the air, trying to at least get away from whatever Matt was doing. However, he screamed and fell onto the floor....feeling the pain in his back from all of his aerial stunts. Usually, it wouldn't be that painful, but due to Matt's intrusion, it was hurting like hell.

"You like it don't you?" asked Matt, seeing his brother arch his back. "I knew you would....:

"But....I...." Jeff screamed again as Matt began to pump him, slowly pulling out before pushing back in. Jeff was unable to say anything as Matt cried out his release after a few more tries. The cum splattered all over the wounds on Jeff's chest and around his thighs, making him a complete mess.

"Perfect." said Matt, seeing the beautiful creation he had created. "What a beautiful Sleeping Beauty I have...such a precious doll that I could dress up and protect from all of the people that could break her."

The thorns that were wrapped around Jeff soon withdrew, returning to wherever they came from. Jeff's face was stained with tears while his arms and torso were covered in blood and scratches. Matt pressed his lips on his brother's forehead before placing the cum and blood soaked sheets over his brother's naked body once more.

"Don't worry," Matt whispered. "Everything will be better from now on...because I'll be protecting you..."

And with that, Matt walked toward the door. Opening it with his clawed hand, it closed shut as darkness danced around Jeff's vision...as if to say 'You'll be ours soon enough.'