Hello! Long time no see. I'm going to try uploading a little more often now that I've been having little fits of inspiration. Please bear with me as I regain control of voices. I literally haven't written Metaloc fic since the last time I updated this fic in '11, ahaha...

Anyway, expect [post-]Doomstar stuff in addition to the regular from now on when I manage to write. Yay! Thanks for those who have left me reviews over the course of this whole thing so far, even though they're just sporadically (and rarely) updated drabbles. It gives me more confidence in my writing (which, as someone who is primarily an artist, is nice, hah.)

Enough of my rambling; please enjoy. :

When he opened his eyes, there was nothing but blackness. He didn't know where he was nor how he got there; everything in his mind was static. The last thing he remembered was a large commotion and Magnus keeping him apart from the rest of the band, right before he'd...

Toki sat up suddenly in the small, squeaky cot he was in then, and pain immediately shot through his entire left side, causing him to groan in discomfort and shoot a hand to grip at the source. Retracting it, he just barely saw what he could only assume to be blood by the feel of it, though fresh or otherwise he couldn't be sure, not in the darkness.

"H-hellos? Cans anybody hears me?" he rasped out anxiously, squinting as he tried to make out any other shapes in the room around him. His inquiry fell on silence and he couldn't help but feel panic welling up inside of him.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, he gathered all the strength he could muster and pushed himself off the makeshift bed only to discover that he was much weaker than he'd expected. The pain only grew sharper with every slow step he made toward the dim, red light in the corner that appeared to be coming from underneath a door. Before long, an overwhelming amount of dizziness overcame him and everything went black again. He'd passed out well before his head connected with the stone floor.

A sharp kick connecting with his side and someone barking an order for him to get up caused Toki to stir, blinking rapidly as he tried to adjust his vision to the sudden blinding light around him. He cried out pitifully when the kicking continued, only to hear another voice, one that he actually recognized.

"What the hell are you doing? Get the fuck out of here. I'm the one who'll be taking care of this." After the stranger had left, Magnus turned to look at Toki, disdain painted all over his face as he looked down at the younger man on the floor. It wasn't the same look that Toki had grown accustomed to and the fear that he'd felt at the eulogy reading returned with a vengeance.

"Please just lets me gos. I'll gives you whatsever you wants, please," he begged as he tried fruitlessly to get up from the cold stone.

Kneeling down, Magnus grabbed Toki roughly by the collar of his shirt, hoisting him up off the floor. He pushed the hair out of the younger's eyes with his free hand before taking a fistful of it and forcing him to look him in the face. "You know I can't do that, Toki. I'm helping you, don't you get it? I'm helping you open your eyes, to see that those four idiots don't care about you at all. All they care about are their own well-beings."

"Thats isn't...buts you's wrong, they-" he began before Magnus tightened his grip in Toki's hair and snapped his head back, successfully shutting him up as intended. Toki squeezed his eyes shut, trying to steady his breath. The throbbing from his wounded side was making itself known again and he assumed it'd reopened once more.

"No, no, look at me! You're my hostage now, both you and that bitch. You think you know what they're like? Don't make me laugh." He let go abruptly and Toki hit the floor again with a hard thud. "They'll be responsible for your deaths. I'm doing this to prove a point, understand? To you, to the girl; both of you will feel the isolation and despair that I have!"

He heard the door slam shut and the room filled with darkness again. What happened to the friend Toki had made? This wasn't the same person at all and in Toki's eyes, he wasn't even a man anymore; he'd become a demon. The doubt and worry that filled his heart as the words Magnus had snarled into his face repeated over and over again in his head made him want to be sick. He just wanted to go home.