Murdoc sat in one of the wooden dining room chairs trying to ignore the now just dull throbbing pain where the Boogieman and Noodle had attacked him earlier. He was pleased that by the time they got inside of the mansion that Noodle had calmed down considerably and no longer seemed to have the urge to attack the bassist.

"I would love to know w'ere yew've been luv, but right now I'm rather curious as to why our drummer looks like a bloated version of Godzilla." Murdoc said gesturing towards the window.

The purple haired woman shook her head letting her hair fall over her face covering the bruise.

"Russel went to California after leaving Kong, he started his own production company…He left it though when he saw an interview with your….That robot of yours, he basically lost his mind, whatever was left of it, and jumped into the ocean. He planned to swim all the way here and murder you that is until he found me…By then he had been affected by the radiation in the ocean due to all of the trash and chemicals, one of the side effects causing him to grow larger in size…He is smaller than he was when he found me though…I believe it's wearing off, but it will still be awhile."

"T'at's really weird, so does he still want to murder Muds?"

"No, but he is still pissed off at you…Doesn't help that you also kidnapped 2D." The younger woman said glaring at the Satanist.

"Hey, hey look c'mon we're fine now…I haven't really hurt him for a good while now, I don't plan on it either." Murdoc said defending himself.

"Soo Noods wot happened to yew?"

The guitarist bowed her head and sighed heavily, she ran her fingers back through her hair revealing her damaged eye again. Murdoc noticed blood in the corner turning half of it almost black with blood kind of like 2D's.

"Well…When the island was attacked I managed to hide away inside of the windmill. When it crashed I was slammed into a wall and was knocked unconscious…I think when I was out I heard voices, very warped sounding voices, and then I felt something sharp digging into my arms and next thing I knew I was being dragged along the ground. When I woke up my wrists were shackled and I was laying on this almost black looking dirt, it burned on my skin…Apparently your deal was up, they still planned on coming for you, but since those things…The people attacking this place, since they attacked me…Also because of you….Well the demons decided to start with me then come for you since I was the reason the band stayed together and the reason that Kong never just collapsed. They were sort of hoping you would just commit suicide or go down without force being taken."

Murdoc felt a chill go up his spine and the cuts on his body gave a short burning sensation causing him to flinch. He looked away from the young girl as he felt guilt build up inside of his mind, he really hated today it felt like some God awful acid trip that was never going to end. Noodle looked away from her two band mates; he knew that talking about this was upsetting her, he hated making her think over all of this, but he'd wanted to know what had happened. He just hated knowing how much of it really was his fault, everything that happened to her through the years was completely his fault and it was finally being confirmed. He lowered his head and looked down at the remains of his blood soaked shirt, at least the bleeding had stopped, but it left his skin feeling tight and dried out.

"Hell is really horrible; I don't know why you want so much to do with it. They had me to the point mentally where I couldn't tell you my name and to the point physically where even a doctor would tell you I should have been dead."

"How did ya get out?" Murdoc asked slowly.

"I got lucky…For a while I waited for you to find me, figure it out anyways…After awhile they removed the shackles because they thought I was too weak and dead inside to try and move…I wasn't though, close, but not there…I managed to get out, they were distracted with something else so I took the chance to climb out….You have no idea how horrible it was to finally escape that place and when I got home it was gone…Just a burned out carcass, not even my room left."

The bitter resentment was seeping back into her voice. Murdoc bit at his bottom lip until the skin broke and he could taste his own blood, he didn't really care he was already covered in blood anyways. If the young girl wanted to beat him up or kill him right now he wouldn't even argue her or try to physically defend himself, at this point he felt it was well deserved.

"We tried to wait Noodle jus'….Fings got really bad when yew disappeared." 2D said his voice sounding sad and guilty.

Murdoc looked over at the singer and could tell he was going to start crying soon. He reached over petting his fingers through the other man's hair getting his attention, 2D looked over at him and smiled sadly then looked down.

"Yeah girlie I went down to Hell half a dozen times lookin' for yew, I t'ought the fucking bastards were hiding somethin' from me I just didn' know t'at it was yew."

"So what exactly happened?" She asked looking between her two band mates.

"Well we called the cops and made them search for yew, after awhile they kinda just refused to come and look anymore. After that it really just went to shit, Russ kinda lost it and ended up leaving….2D ended up leaving after yew sent t'at radio transmission of yers…T'en…Well the place was going to hell basically so I burned it down, took what cash there was, and found t'is place…I didn't really mean for Cyborg to look like yew girlie, jus'….I didn' wan' to hear anymore about yew apparently being dead an' I wanted to have a come back…So I t'ought it'd be better to jus' replace yew with yew."

He really didn't want to talk about the smaller details. He didn't want to talk about how he had started abusing 2D again, beat him until he ran away from Kong. She already knew that the bassist tracked him down and kidnapped him, probably couldn't help but find out about some of the times he had beaten him. He knew just how protective she could be over the vocalist and she'd been through enough, she really didn't need another reason among the already million to want to see the Satanist dead.

"So see we really did look for yew, we jus' didn' know w'ere to find yew at." 2D said smiling sadly at the guitarist.

Noodle smiled back and shook her head.

"I'm sorry about attacking you earlier Murdoc I was just rather angry about…Well everything, it's been a very stressful few years, but I do feel better now…Especially now that I am back home, sort of anyways."

"No real damage done luv, I t'ink the Boogieman did worse to me." He said glancing down at his scars.

"I think that was one of the demons that dragged me off." She said solemnly.

Murdoc nodded doing his best to not look at her, he loved the girl she was the closest to family he ever really had. He couldn't really handle looking her in the eyes and thinking over how the little girl the three of them had raised was now a very broken young woman who had been through more literal Hell than anybody in the world should have.

"Cyborg will show yew w'ere yew can sleep, I'm going to go try to clean all t'e blood off…Yew look like hell girlie I t'ink yew could actually use some rest." The older man said smirking.

Cyborg walked cautiously over to the guitarist looking her over almost like the robot was fascinated by seeing the person it was designed after. Noodle looked at the robot with the same amount of disgust as she had earlier.

"Did you really have to dress her like this?"

"Well she is my robot how else would I dress her?" He said before turning and leaving the room going to his own.

Once he was in his bedroom he removed what remained of his shirt and threw it in the corner of the room. He went over and stood in front of the mirror that hung on the wall and examined the cuts, they looked horrible. He still wondered why it had felt like fire when that thing had scratched him, he didn't even want to see the marks on his back they could only be worse. His face wasn't as bad, a bruised up eye, cut lower lip, and blood running from his nose. If it was broken again he wouldn't be surprised, but anymore it was nearly impossible for him to tell.

He looked over to see 2D standing in the door way looking at him, looking over the cuts. He closed the door behind him locking it then walked over to the older man; he lightly ran his fingers along the cuts decorating his chest and his stomach.

"It still hurt?" 2D asked his voice soft.

"Not really, sometimes it gives a little burning feeling, but nothin' too bad…how are yew?" Murdoc asked brushing the younger man's hair from his face so he could look at the bruise on his cheek.

It wasn't like it looked bad or like it was the worst thing he had ever done to the blue haired singer. It was just the fact that he did it at all; he hadn't hurt him for a long time now. Sometimes when he was in his moods of hating everything in sight including himself he would actually think about hitting him or pushing him, but he never did it. Even right now he didn't feel as guilty as he wanted to feel, it was really starting to scare him.

Murdoc lowered his hand and turned going over to the bed and sitting down on the edge of it. He listened as the taller man went into the bathroom probably getting things to clean the bassist wounds up.

He thought over all of the things that Noodle had said to him, it made him think over what it'd be like if he never got into Satanism…Part of him wondered if he'd still be alive right now, there had been a couple of times in his teen years where he thought about ending it. No matter where he went he got beaten half to death so why not finish what everybody around him had started?

Yet when he found Satanism he felt empowered, he just became consumed with it and the Gothic culture. When that started those self harming thoughts had disappeared for the most part, for the first few years it was fun for him opening portals, summoning creatures that according to people weren't nothing more than fictional things. As he grew older and got more involved with drugs and alcohol though the spells became darker, the demons larger, and his wishes were becoming more costly. When you played with small time demons and small time spells it cost you maybe a random animal or some of your own blood. The day he asked for his fame and his flying V bass though was the day he had to sign his soul away in his own blood. He never thought about it though until the time came closer, until he fell in love and realized when he was dragged away he would be leaving somebody alone. Somebody who actually cared for him, when they took Noodle he finally realized everything he'd played with wasn't really a game and other people who weren't him could also get harmed…Yet he still made deals; he had made a few to make Stylo turn into a submarine, a few more to make Cyborg exactly the way that she was, and then others to keep the island from just falling apart completely. Unlike his other life styles he couldn't just leave it behind and why should he?

"I know yew didn' mean any of t'e fings t'at yew called me."

Murdoc looked up being pulled from his thoughts. 2D was kneeling in front of him running a wet cloth over his skin wiping away the dirt and the blood.

"I shouldn' 'ave said it…or hit yew, are yew mad at me for w'at happened to Noodle?"

The younger man didn't answer for awhile he just continued cleaning the older man's wounds. Murdoc bit at the inside of his mouth to keep from hissing in pain when the singer began applying medicine to the scratch marks that thankfully weren't as horrible as they had seemed.

"I'm mad at all of us, Russel left, yew kinda caused all of it, and I left just cause some problems I was having' wit' yew….it's stupid we should have waited longer instead of jus' falling apart."

"Yew had to leave 'D an' no it's completely my fault." The Satanist said correcting him.

"They're both back now t'ough…So fings can actually get better, we can get rid of Cyborg, and find a new place to live in England."

Murdoc ran his fingers through the singer's hair listening to him talk.

"Yew still love me?" the bassist asked smiling slightly.

2D looked up at him tilting his head to the side, he grinned and looked away.

"Maybe"

"Maybe? Yer more of a prick t'an I am pet." Murdoc said laughing.

The younger man leaned up kissing him.

"Am not…how 'bout t'is; I love yew completely even if sometimes yew do drive me crazy."

"Much better" the bassist muttered, he placed his hand on the back of the other man's head pulling him into another much deeper kiss.

2D climbed up onto his lap wrapping his arms around the Satanist neck groaning when Murdoc nipped at his bottom lip. He placed his hands on the taller man's hips pulling him closer, 2D tangled his fingers in his hair digging his nails into his scalp. The older man broke away and began kissing along his jaw line then down along his neck to his chest flicking his tongue against his skin smiling at the sound of the vocalist soft whimpers and moans.

"Would yew ever marry a crazy ol' fuck like me?"

2D giggled and looked away shaking his head; he stopped after a moment and looked down at the older man.

"Yer serious aren't yew?" The pianist asked as he stared into the other man's eyes.

"Yeah I am…Er…Is it too late to take t'at back now?" He mumbled feeling stupid.

"Do yew want to?"

"Only if t'at question makes yew want to leave me, couldn' blame yew if it does."

2D placed a hand on his cheek running his thumb against one of the bruises. Murdoc looked back up into his black eyes feeling nervous and dumb; the younger man leaned down kissing him.

"I told yew I'm not leaving yew and yes I would marry yew." He said smiling happily.

"Really?" The older man asked feeling slightly surprised by the response.

The blue haired man nodded before kissing him again, Murdoc pulled him close as they kissed passionately. He laid the taller man back on the bed and climbed on top of him straddling his lap, he dipped his head down running the tip of his long tongue along the vocalist collar bones and then trailed it down the center of his chest.

"How 'bout t'is…When we get to England and everythin' is less crazy we'll give it…Seven months and if yew still want to…T'en we'll get married."

"I like t'at, but I'd marry yew right now I already know I wanna be wit' yew….Jus' didn' fink yew of all people would ever ask somefink like that." 2D said laughing.

Murdoc nipped at his neck causing the younger man's laugh to turn into a moan, he flicked his tongue against his skin before pulling away.

"Yeah me either, but…I just want t'e best for yew pet, I really do…T'at's the best that I can think of giving yew."

"I love yew Muds."

"I love yew too 'D."