Herro. Be expecting an update to Beauty Within right after this as well everyone! Oh and you guys are going hating on Julus. Just saying.

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Devin's PoV:

My eyes tightened in anger at hearing Alex call Julus "Master."

"Alex?" I questioned quietly. He backed away from me, hair falling in his eyes. "You don't have to—" I began.

"My Master," he said quietly, beginning to shake slightly.

I blinked. "What?" I said stupidly.

His shoulders shook even more and I saw his lip quiver. "My Master instructed me on how to pleasure a man with my mouth," he stated in a wispily quiet voice.

My anger boiled to the surface. "He made you do that to him? How many others?" I knew my voice sounded disgusted a soon as I said it, and my eyes widened as I saw tears drop to the liquid ebony floor, causing ripples.

"N-no. I did it willingly, he merely told me how to do it, and I obeyed. There has been no one else yet, as I have just recovered from my injuries."

I turned to Julus, who was watching with a detached look. "You knew about this? Why is he calling you Master?" I questioned in an accusatory tone.

Julus kept looking at Alex. "He knows I am a higher station than him. And my display of power while trying to get him back no doubt scared the shit out him."

His gaze grew colder. "Let's see how far he's gone. Pet!"

Alex's tear streaked face jerked up.

"On your knees Pet," Julus ordered.

Alex's gaze lost all emotion as he immediately dropped to his knees. As Julus began to walk forward, I grabbed his arm roughly, not wanting him to hurt Alex.

"Let go, Blondie. I won't hurt him," the Caterpillar said coldly.

Something in the tone of his voice made me believe him, and I dropped my arm. Julus stood stand in front of Alex. He reached forward, brushing hair away from Alex's face to reveal the tattoo there.

"Such a pretty whore," he said coldly.

I flinched at the bite in those words, and almost walked over to push him away. Alex only remained blank faced, tears falling out of dulled emerald eyes.

"You would do anything for your Masters, correct Pet?" Julus taunted.

Alex nodded slightly, the dead look still on his face. "Yes, Sire," he said mechanically.

"If I told you to fuck me, be on top, AND do it in front of your lover over there, would you follow orders like the good slut you are?" Julus once again questioned.

I cracked my knuckles, but Julus held up a hand to calm me as Alex's shoulders heaved and shook even worse, the tears increasing and falling like rain, the floor nothing but ripples.

"Yes, Sire," he answered once more through his tears.

I felt as if a heavy weight boxer has punched me in the chest. YES? Yes…to having sex with another man and TOPPING…..while I watched….My Alex….was almost completely gone.

Julus lifted Alex's face, their identical gazes connecting. "Good boy Pet. Now sit while I talk to Devin."

Alex's face dropped right after Julus let go and turned to me. "He's almost gone, but not quite. By the time I had been beaten like him, I wouldn't have hesitated to say yes, and Alex weeps at the thought of it. I don't know what, but something will get him to remember," Julus murmured for my ears alone.

We heard Alex make a sound of alarm and turned to see him sinking into the floor. "I am being awakened. Goodbye Devin….Master Caterpillar," he said as he started to sink faster.

My heart wrenched at the desolate face he wore. "Alex, wait! I lo-," but he was already gone. I cursed loudly, running a hand through my hair in frustration. I still hadn't gotten to tell him how I felt.

"Little late for that, don't yah think?" Julus drawled.

I gave him an angry look, and the thought that he was an arrogant bastard barely went through my head before I clocked him in the jaw. He went flying a good ten feet through my dreamscape.

I walked towards him to stand over his shocked form. "I want him back."

Alex's PoV:

Tears of shame continued to stream down my face as I sank through the floor of Devin's mind. I had to say yes to Julus, as was fitting for my position. I wouldn't want to make my Master angry.

"—LEX! Alex! Alex, wake up!" I heard.

"Mr. White?" I questioned groggily as I sat straight up.

He was kneeling next to my bed, and had an extremely relieved expression on his face. "Oh thank Benignitas! You woke up!" he cried, wiping the tears I hadn't noticed off of my cheeks.

I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean? I would not wake?"

He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. "I heard you scream when I was on my way to your room. I rushed in, and your eyes were open, but bright neon green, lighting the while room. Even the whites of your eyes were green and your tears were the same liquid neon, pouring down your face as if you were heartbroken. I have been trying to wake you since then."

I stared wide eyes at him for a moment before suddenly slinging my arms around him and practically clinging to him. His arms closed around me immediately, and he whispered sweet, soothing words to me for a little bit.

"Who am I, Mr. White?" I sobbed.

His arms tightened. "You are Alex. I wish I knew more, but I did not think to ask your last name before we dashed back to Wonderland."

After several more moments of tense silence and my crying, I pulled back from his embrace and wiped the tears from my eyes. I gave Mr. White a tear-filled look and, with more confidence than I actually had, said, "I want him back."

Mr. White fixed his knowing gaze on me. "Who?"

"Devin James. I love him, and I want him back," I replied in a stronger voice.

His eyes flashed with hurt, but he quickly disguised it. "I see. I have not yet made you love me back…but as long as you are happy, I will support you," he consented in a tight voice.

I leaned forward and kissed him, my tongue tracing his lips, and his gasped in surprise, giving me an opening to thrust my tongue inside his mouth. He did the same to me, bright red eyes closing, and we kissed for a long moment. When I pulled away, he was flushed and out of breath, looking at me with an expression of shocked wonder.

I gave him a soft look. "Thank you Mr. White. You have been so good to me, and I'm sorry I can't return your affections," I murmured quietly to him.

"That was…I cannot…you just…" He seemed to be at a loss for words until he hugged my close. "I will always love you, Alex. I hope you can remember that. As for why I am here, I was sent to bring you to sword training. Rebekah will be holding it, so I…let us go."

I nodded as we both stood.

"I do not believe you will run, so no chains today," he said, and my chains disappeared.

This was my chance. I could run, but logically I knew it would get me nowhere, because even if Mr. White didn't stop me, Master Antoine would. Mr. White watched calmly while I deliberated, and then nodded in approval when I only walked to his side, ready to leave.

"You wouldn't have stopped me, would you?" I asked miserably as we left the room.

He shook his head, smiling lightly. "No, but I did not think you would be stupid enough to try and run either."

I nodded absent-mindedly as we made our way to the training grounds. Rebekah stood in the center of a large circle of soldiers, who were all out of armor and lounging on the ground, but all stood when they saw us.

Rebekah's eyes sparkled with humor and enjoyment. "Here he is boys! The Pet that beat Christian!" she shouted exuberantly.

They stared at me as if I had two heads, most looking like they didn't believe what they were hearing. One stepped forward, and to my shock, had blond hair and blue eyes. "Not possible. He's way to skinny and limp to have beaten Christian!" he said in a not quite believing tone.

Rebekah glared at him. "Shut up Preston. He could kick your ass too," she joked, looking at me. "This is Preston, Knight of Clubs."

He leered at me. "Bull shit," he stated, before suddenly charging at me, attempting to tackle me from the looks of it.

I dodged agilely, his movements very slow to me, and he turned his head in surprise as he went flying through the empty space where I had been.

"Hearts, he's fast!" the knight exclaimed.

Rebekah laughed loudly. "Indeed. Come here, Pet," she said.

I nodded and walked into the circle, which parted for me, staring still as if in awe.

"Peter, toss him Iriad! He needs a weapon."

The watch came flying at my head, and I easily picked it out of the air. "Oh, yes, Pet. I forgot to tell you, Iriad is yours now. The King ordered me to make it yours, and I have had a new one made," Mr. White called to me from the edge of the circle.

All of the soldiers gasped and I picked out random pieces of their conversations.

"—give him a weapon?"

"They're really going to-"

"This is—"

"-whore?"

Warmth shot up my arm from the weapon, and I felt an immediate bond with it, like it was an extension of my body rather than an object. I looked down at it in wonder. This was my weapon; I felt it in my soul. I had missed having it on my person.

'I missed you as well, Alexander.'

I grinned at it, and Rebekah smiled knowingly. "It feels good, having a weapon, right? Go on, Summon it."

I nodded. "Mesmerize, strike as white lightening, Kazetamashi!"

Electricity filled the air and crackled around me, clouds gathering overhead and a bolt of white lightening striking the watch in my hand once more, leaving behind my humongous broadsword. I didn't think I would ever get used to the beautiful weapon, and apparently it shocked everyone else, because I got nothing but amazed stares once more.

"Gorgeous! Amazing! Truly a reflection of you, Pet!" I heard, along with slow clapping. I turned in surprise to see Master Antoine walking through the crowd of stunned soldiers.

"Truly amazing." He turned to Rebekah. "I will be taking over his training. Do leave the circle?"

She bowed. "Yes, you're Highness," she said, backing out of the circle and into the crowd.

Master Antoine took his crown off of his head, and whispers came from the soldiers. "The King never takes off his crown! Or summons his weapon!" I heard.

Master only smiled. "Destroy, Dominatrix," he said simply.

There was a loud crack, like a gun going off, and he was encircled in a large ball of fire until it condensed into a simple one handed sword with a blood red blade. I blinked at him, and his smiled widened. "Let's begin."

We traded blows as the crowd watched in morbid fascination. The King and I were on par with one another, though it was easy to see the Master Antoine was holding back. "You have something you wish to ask me, Pet?" he asked as I blocked another half-hearted blow.

I nodded hesitantly as I countered. "Could….cold you call me Alex from now on?" I asked nervously.

The King stopped fighting immediately. "Why would you want such a name?"

I swallowed and bit my lip. "I-it is my name," I stuttered.

His eyes narrowed. "Not any longer. You are Pet."

I felt anger stirring, but stomped it down. "But, Master, I-"

His expression grew extremely cruel edged and angry as he cut me off. "Why not Lexy? Is that not whore's name?"

My head and heart seized in pain, as if pulling a memory forth I didn't want to remember, and I put a hand to my head. "N-no. D-don't call me that!" I said shakily.

He raised an eyebrow at me and shoved the tip of his sword into the ground, regarding me with cruel brown eyes. "Do not presume to order me. I own you, Lexy."

My eyes felt hot, and glowed bright neon green, a light aura of the same color surrounding my body as the pain in my head increased, along with a sense of despair. "Stop! Stop calling me that!" I screamed.

"Intriguing. Even the whites of the eyes are green. It's like Caterpillar eyes. I'll call you what I want, Lexy," he taunted.

The chains reappeared on my wrists and ankles, binding me to the ground, just as I snapped and all of my memories flooded my mind. "NO!" I screeched.

My whole body was suddenly engulfed and surrounded by a green pillar of light that shot into the sky, which was now dark with storm clouds. I pulled against the chains as my scream continued, my still glowing eyes glaring at the King.

"My name is Alex! Alex Daratrazanoff! My mother is the only one permitted to call me otherwise! Don't you dare call me that! You filthy twisted SON OF A BITCH! I remember now! I remember everything!"

And I did. My memories were back, all of them, plus the time with the King, and as the green faded, I was pissed. He stepped forward; grabbing my chin and making me meet eyes with him.

"That may be true, but you are still mine, and considering what I just saw, you will make an excellent soldier."

I spat on his face. "Go to hell. I'll get you one day, bastard. I'll fucking kill you."