Sorry for the lack of updating, it's just that I've been reaaaally busy..sorry. Anyway, the next chapter will take some weeks too, because I'm going on holiday to a computer-free area.. too bad ;_; Anyway, lots of Legato torturing in the chapter, so if you want to laugh: do it now, 'cause the rest is pretty sad. Oh, and have fun.

5. As they pulled you out of the oxygen..

Legato fell on the ground, and felt blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He gasped as he felt someone lift him up, until he was standing on his shaking legs. He looked at the two persons before him, the first was a evil looking man with long, black hair, several burn wounds and wings. When he looked at the other, his jaw dropped in surprise. The other had an arrogant smile, platinum blonde hair and ice blue eyes, he gave him chills.

'Master?' he whispered, out of habit using his title, but also because it was so much like it used to be.. Knives laughed, softly, as the other man approached him. 'Welcome, Legato Bluesummers' he said with a cold voice. 'Don't look so surprised..' 'Where am I' he whispered. Knives smiled 'Where do you think you are, you silly spider? Not in Heaven!' Legato looked at his former master shocked 'What.. what do you want from me?' Knives turned to the black haired man 'Yes, that is what I want to know too! I thought we were supposed to get the strongest of every race? I mean, this is.. Legato!' The man glared at Knives 'Yes. This is Legato, a very strong human, who isn't as easily defeated as you are. I never understood why he never killed you, he could easily do it if he wanted to.' Then, he looked at Legato again, who was shocked, as well was Knives. It was something entirely different from what he heard all his life.

'Listen, Legato..' the man said 'First, let me introduce myself. I am Lucifer, although some like to call me.. the Devil.' Legato looked at him, scared. Vash crossed his mind, and he send out a silent prayer, a silent message to his lover to help him, but somehow he knew it wouldn't do any good. The devil smiled 'your pathetic lover isn't coming to rescue you, Legato. But.. you don't have to stay here forever. See, we're planning to take over heaven, and make it.. our heaven. How about that? Wouldn't you love that? Your own Eden, with everything exactly as you want it. Doesn't that sound perfect?' Legato saw the face of his former master: dreamy, dreaming of that Eden. Then, the former slave looked at the devil and said with an icy voice 'No. I already was in heaven, with Vash. That's all I want, and I don't need a loser like you to get it.' It was probably that 'loser' which did it, because the next moment he laid on the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. 'Knives..' the devil said 'You're free to do anything you want with him, just.. get him to our side.' Knives laughed and walked to a frightened Legato, who decided he would never ever give in to them, no matter what they would do 'Vash is going to save me' he kept thinking as Knives took him to a place where he could 'make Legato ours.'

Meanwhile, Vash walked back from his friends. He looked forward seeing Legato again, he missed him. He always missed him when they were apart. He sighed, thinking of what the angel told him earlier. He decided to make this evening, this night, a very special one for Legato, he would make dinner for him, give him one of his famous 'Vashie massages' and if he wanted to, make the most sweet love to him that he ever felt: get all of the pain out of him, for the moment. But when he arrived, only Rem was there. He walked to the lake, to Midvalley, even to his friends, but Legato was nowhere to be found.. Vash began to worry. Where was his lover?

Legato fell on the ground, trembling. He had never felt so much pain, not even in his life. His body hardly could take the serious abuse Knives was giving him, and he had trouble with seeing, even breathing. But every time he would pass out, Knives would beat him until he woke up. He coughed up blood, and looked at Knives, who, from his eyes, was everywhere. Knives set his long fingernails into Legato's skin, and whispered 'Well..will you join me, like you're supposed to?' Legato knew that if he would agree, he would be cared for.. they would take away this unbearable pain.. but at the same time, he would lose Vash. Never.. never see him again.. with all the strength his body had left, he screamed 'NO!' Knives grabbed a sword and stake it right through Legato. The next moment, he only felt pain. Everything was dark, he felt himself faint, and then being slapped by Knives to wake up. He felt his body hit the ground, and kept lying there: heavily trembling and one open wound.

The devil entered the room, and looked at the exhausted, very hurt Legato lying on the ground. 'Is he finally ours?' he asked Knives, but the plant just shook his head, looking with pity at his former servant. Even though he hurt him, the thoughts of Vash came, the memory how much his brother had loved Legato.. and also, he couldn't help but admire him. He had felt things less worse than that, and he surrendered immediately. Legato was strong.. he didn't want to see him hurting so much. 'Then' the devil interrupter his thoughts 'What are you waiting for?' And he left the room, leaving the now violently coughing up blood human to Knives..

After 48 hours of torturing, both were exhausted. Knives was sitting and Legato was lying, constant trembling from the pain, very weak and especially very hurt. He closed his eyes, trying not to think of all the pain. Then, he spoke to Knives, his voice almost inaudible, since he didn't have the strength to speak. 'Knives..' Knives looked up, then closed his eyes so he didn't have to see the human 'shut up and get some rest. You'll need it.' Legato wasn't satisfied with that answer, although it took him some time to regain enough strength to whisper 'Knives.. why do you..do this.. you can't.. trust him.. you'll never get your Eden..' 'I will.' Knives said 'I will even if I have to beat you for eternity. And I will.' 'Knives..' Legato whispered, louder 'You'll never get your Eden. Never.. never...' Knives stood up, furious, and walked to Legato 'I will.' He lifted Legato up, and ripped of the little clothes his slave had left. 'I will!' he screamed, and kissed Legato, hard. He immediately felt the reaction in Legato's mind: pure terror. He was extremely afraid, shaking, tears in his eyes, begging his old master to stop 'I WILL GET MY EDEN!' Knives screamed, as tears flowed from Legato's eyes, as he cried like he had never cried before, as he screamed, felt so much pain, and for the first time in a century felt the pain of someone hurting your soul and body again..

Legato lay on the ground, crying. He still refused, but couldn't take in much longer. Everything was spinning, and the constant pain, lack of sleep and food and the constant crying began to make him too weak to even move. The devil entered again, and looked at the almost unconscious Legato. He looked at Knives, who shook his head, and sighed. 'Take him.' The devil ordered. Knives looked at him, not understanding. 'Carry him, follow me' "you mean..' Knives said, shocked 'I don't have to torture him anymore?' The devil shook his head and looked at the shaking Legato. 'It's no use. He's too strong.. we'll do it another way.'

Legato heard none of this, he just felt strong arms lift him up, but he was too weak to even open his eyes and look at everything that happened. Then, the pain just became too much for his weak body and hurt mind, and he passed out.

He woke up because of something cold and wet hitting his feverish face. After a few minutes, he was able to open his eyes a bit, and looked into the face of the devil. Knives stood behind him, carrying a glass with a purple drink in it. Normally. He would think twice before just taking it, but he was confused, hungry and thirsty, so when the devil placed the glass at his lips, he quickly drank it all. The devil smiled, running his hand through Legato's hair, which had become more red than blue because of the blood, and whispered 'sleep well, my strong Legato..' the last Legato saw before he fell into a much needed rest, that looked more like a coma, was the mental image of Vash, slowly changing from a nice laughing face, to an evil creature that hurt him.

Hehe. I am SO evil. Sorry for leaving it here..anyway, hope you like it, and see you in three weeks ~_^ * hugs Legato* honestly, I don't know why I like to torture him so much..