It had been a few hours, about three, since Rago left and Dynamis and Cycnus were getting along nicely. They had talked most of the time, things like hell and food , beyblades and rago. "Do you like rago?" Dynamis gave a look of terror and blushed. "W-Why? Why would you even ask that?!" Cycnus smirked, looks like he struck a nerve. "I-I don't l-like Rago-o.. H-How could I possible...?"
"Because I see the way you act around him. The way you blush when he holds you. You even tried to kiss him this morning didn't you?"
Dynamis looked shocked. "Wait," His blush faded slightly. "How did you know about this morning?" Cycnus' smirk grew and he lend against the bed. "You don't just barge into a master's room, it's rude." Dynamis opened his mouth to speak when the door was brutally slammed open. "Hello?" Cycnus asked getting up and inching closer toward the door. "Master Rago?"
Right as he made it to the door black energy speared his chest, arms and legs. He screamed in pain, blood gushing out of the new formed holes. He collapsed to the floor. "Cycnus!" Dynamis cried as the owner of the power reviled itself. He was shocked.
"Pluto?! B-But...How?!"
Pluto rolled his eyes and stepped closer. "You wouldn't understand. Right my lord?" Dynamis' whole being was swallowed in terror as the ruler of hell appeared, his red eyes glaring coldly.
"Come, it's time to go."
Rago raced down the hall to his bedroom. There, in the distance, he could faintly hear Dynamis trying to fight back and screams. His heart nearly gave out as he made it to his room to see a bloody Cycnus on the floor. But, he couldn't find Dynamis. The greyette was gone, his eyes turned bright red. They would pay, they would pay dearly.
Hades smiled in satisfaction as he stroked spiky grey hair. He looked down at the male named Dynamis, he chuckled. Handcuffs were cuffed to his wrists and ankles and a bit in his mouth to keep him quiet. Lastly a leather blindfold covered his eyes.
"My my, Rago really does have a... Unique taste in people doesn't he?" Dynamis trembled as his head layed on Hades lap, rough hands digging in his hair.
"Faster!" He commanded the hell hounds. "I want to get back before that insolent boy finds us!"
