FA: Happy Chrismahannikwanzadan to you!

One: (eye roll) aren't we cheery today…

FA: Well, yeah, it's the yuletide season and I have less than six months left in high school!!!! (dances around in a slutty school-girl outfit)

Two: Wow…yuletide…that's a big word for you.

FA: No it's not, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is a big word for me.

Two: …(shifty eyes)

One: let's get this crappy show over already…

FA: Fine (to readers) enjoy this next chapter…oh crap I almost forgot to warn you. Okay this following chapter has a lot of misogynist-oriented violence/language. It also features sexual torture scenes that are also directed at a female character (as if you can't guess which one). The important thing to remember is that it's a story. If anyone has a weak stomach, happens to be a femnazi (a.k.a super crazy feminist), or otherwise thinks I condone violence against women, do not read this chapter or bitch at me about how horrible I am ( as a woman, I don't condone rape unless it's in consensual role play). If you read it and are severely traumatized, don't say I didn't warn you…because I did. Oh and this reading cost 1.99$ per minute…okay just kidding, on with the story.

Chapter 11: Violent Actions

I slowly opened my eyes as the throbbing in my head slowly went from a dull pain to nearly unbearable. The room I was in was dimly lit, even with the lights on and a fire roaring. I didn't remember passing out. I remembered the Merovingian drugging me, carrying me up to a room, dumping me on the bed and chaining me to the bed posts while I watching in numb horror unable to get my limbs to even register that I was in trouble and needed them. Yes, I remember all of those events, but I did not remember passing out or why I had a head ache…or for that matter my corset-shirt was unzipped, revealing my lacey bra.

I looked around the room for my tormentor, frantically yanking on the chains that bound my arms.

"You won't be able to break free…"

I looked to my right and there he was staring at me with hungry eyes that made me want to vomit. Because of the dimness of the room I could just barely make out his face but I felt his presence enough to know who it was.

"…Not until I want you to anyway,"

"Let me go!"

"No." he said quietly walking to the other side of the bed. I watched him while he walked over to me my heart pounding painfully.

"If you are wondering why your head hurts and why you passed out, it wasn't the drug-that was just to keep you from running away. You don't know what happened during that black out, do you?"

"You sick-"

"Shut up, bitch!" He snapped angrily at me, silencing me easily.

"You forced me…" I said quietly.

"No, I wouldn't knock you out for that. I would want you to be awake,"

A chilled shivered down my spine. I had always guessed the Merovingian was a disgusting French bastard, but I never knew to what extent.

"No," he continued, walking over to the fireplace, "First we play a game, to see how strong you are," he said turning back to me with a knife that glistened with the light from the fire. I became cold as ice in seconds. What was he going to do with that? He walked over to me quickly and grabbed at my arm, twisting it to reveal my forearm. With a surprising amount of gentleness, he pressed the knife to my forearm and cut me. I hissed in pain but refused to cry out. It hurt and I saw the dark blood run, dripping onto the bed. He started again, making a parallel line next the one he had done previously, digging harder into the flesh. I was breathing heavily, biting my lip in pain but I didn't want to scream out. As he cut my arm third and a fourth time, I shuddered wondering if I was going to bleed out and die before he was done with me. He moved over to my other arm and dug the knife into it, causing me to whimper quietly in pain. I felt lightheaded suddenly and wondered if this was how I would die-tied to a bed while a deranged French man sliced me.

"So, you won't scream for me, mon cherie?" I shuddered uncontrollably and looked down at the floor, half in, half out. I didn't even see him walk over to the fireplace but as I looked up to see what was happening next. I saw another knife in his hands, this one glowing bright orange. I stopped breathing as I looked upon this knife.

"Maybe now you will,"

I screamed before I even felt the knife burn my flesh.

Persephone's POV

A scream echoed through out the house waking me from my sleep. At first I thought it was a dream, granted a very vivid dream, but no less a dream. Then I thought it may have been caused by the movie that was on the television now, a C-grade thriller with a pretty chick who dies in a bloody way.

Then I heard the chill-inducing scream again and I knew immediately it belonged to Michelle. I got up as horror rushed through me. Where were the twins? I knew they wouldn't let any harm come to Michelle, not after they had promised me and had taken a beating for her. I opened my door and ran to their room as I had never run before. I paused only to open the door and look around for them. They were lying on their bed in what looked like a sleeping position but I could sense there was something more sinister at play. I rushed over to One and turned him over on his side to find that he was awake. I was confused for a few minutes because he stared back at me, wincing as another cry broke through the air. He and his twin lay there as if they couldn't move…Suddenly I realized what my husband had done. I let go of One and ran back to my room as a pleading cry entered the air;

"Please, stop it hurts…no, no…Please…NO!"

I realized I had to hurry. It wouldn't be long 'till he would put the final part of his plan into action. I re-entered my room and dug frantically for the computer that I had stolen from my husband. I knew the one in his possession would have made what I was going to do easier, but I was certain that he had it on him and would kill anyone who tried to get near it.

I found the computer, turned it on and waited for it to load. As it opened, I cracked about ten different passwords easily and I clicked a file that had each of the twins computer names on it and opened it. Two's file opened first and I switched the setting that bound him from 'on' to 'off' before working on One's.

The house had gotten quiet and I took this as a bad sign. I fell to my knees praying that I had helped the twins in time.

One"s POV

Two was freed before me and phased into the floor seconds before I could do the same. I followed him to where the Merovigian's room was. As we phased through the floor, a horrible sight graced our eyes. He was on top of Michelle, who was chained to the bed and sobbing for him to stop. She was bloody and burned from what we could tell from the dimmed light. We froze in horror for a second before I grabbed a log from the flame and smashed over the Merovingian's head. He fell over immediately on to the floor, making a loud smack as he hit the floor. Two ran to Michelle's side as she sobbed harder than ever. I looked at the crumpled body of the floor, kicking it angrily as

Two released Michelle from her chains. She crawled into his arms and sobbed heavily on his chest while Two held her with an angry look on his face. I'm sure there was one identical to his on my face.

"We have to leave," I thought to him as he held Michelle, who looked as though she wasn't about to stop sobbing for anything.

"We know, Mero would never let us stay after we've stopped him,"

"The sooner we leave, the better," I said, looking down at the Merovingian's body and kicking it for good measure. Suddenly the door opened revealing a worried Persephone. When she saw us and Michelle, her eyes widened with more worry.

"Michelle…I was too late…"

"Almost too late," Two corrected, not bothering to look up from Michelle's sobbing figure.

"We must leave," I said soon after and Persephone nodded her head in agreement.

"There's something I have to show you guys." Two and I looked at her confused as she stood from her kneeling position and walked out of the door. Two and I exchanged looks and stood following after her, Two carrying Michelle easily.

We caught up to Persephone as she walked down the stairs and down a hall that we weren't at all familiar with. She walked up to a door that was on the left side of us before she turned back to us.

"Before the rift between the Oracle and our kind, she gave me a key. She said I would know when to use it and who it was for." She paused to take out the key to the door.

"I haven't touched this key in years, and I have always wondered who it was meant for. I know the answer now." She turned back to the door, stuck the key in it and turned it to the left, opening the door with a click. On the other side of the door was what looked like a hotel room in a busy city. I could tell where ever it was, it was far way from where we were at the moment. Two stepped in a head of me, braver than I was, prompting me to start to follow before I turned back to Persephone.

"Will we ever see you again?" She smiled sadly, a pained yet defined look on her ageless face.

"I don't know, but I imagine we will not see each other for a long time."

"We will miss you," Two said solemnly and I muttered an agreement to his words. Persephone smiled again and kissed both of us on our cheeks before leaning over to kiss Michelle on her forehead.

"For what it's worth, I am terrible sorry about my husband," Persephone said to Michelle, looking into her eyes and speaking honestly. Michelle slowly nodded her head and Persephone turned back to us.

"When this door closes, the portal between these rooms will disappear, leaving you safe for a while. Good luck boys, be safe and protect Michelle at all costs," Persephone said, giving us a serious look. After we nodded our heads, she smiled one last time and closed the door behind her. The door melted and became a normal looking wall. Two and I looked at each other again before he gently laid Michelle on the bed of the hotel room where she promptly fell asleep. For the first time since we had know Mero, we were free.

the end

FA: Okay, and that was your Christmas present for being such patient loyal fans and waiting for the next chapter. Sorry for the delay btw but as i am a senoir now, i have no time left anymore for anything.

Two: thank god!

FA: (Cracks him over the head with a baseball bat)

Two: (swirrly eyes)

FA: Anyway, until next time when i'm not busy and can sit down and write three pages worth of a chapter.

All: Bye!!!!