Author's Note: Here is more Noah drama and Road + Allen action. It all just came out, really. I am enjoying writing about Noah and Allen. However, you want to know how the others are doing. I might have to change that next week. I will have to see. I am going to have to get started on planning the Christmas specials soon too. For now, enjoy this week's key.

Key Twelve: Submission:

Allen and Noah are just puppets. Puppets with different purposes. One for pleasure. One to bring destruction to man. They got forced into their roles. Now, there is no turning back. They have to play out their roles until the story comes to an end. One is adjusting to the role that he is playing out. The other is trying to look for a way out. They don't know how close they are in their predicaments.

Let's see how they are doing.

-Noah-

He wants it all to end. The Earl won't let him. People are starting to ask questions. Noah had to try and play along. He can't take this anymore. The priest stood in the mirror and took off his shirt. His torso was covered in deep purple spots. When did they get so dark? Noah shook his head.

No… No.

Clawed hands rested on his shoulders.

"You're doing well. Keep up the good work."

Noah winced. "I can't do this anymore. This has got to stop. I can't do this anymore."

"Come on. We've come so far. We can't stop. There's so much that we have to do."

The priest should his head. "Please. We can't keep doing this. These people. They don't deserve this." When did he look so tired? He looked like he aged about fifty years. He should just go to sleep. Yeah. That sounds about right. He just needed to sleep.

But that never works, does it?

Noah can't sleep anymore. He doesn't know how he is still alive. He just lays there in bed night after night. He's trapped in his thoughts. Sometimes, he can see the Earl's face in the dark. He watches everything that his puppet does. Noah decided not to go to bed after all. What now?

His phone is disconnected. Noah can't stand the calls anymore. It's not just the Earl calling him anymore.

It all started five days ago. The priest was lying in his bed when his phone rang. He felt himself sinking inside. No… Against his better judgment, Noah reached for the phone.

"Hello?" he asked. At first, it was silent. Noah narrowed his eyes.

"Hello?" the priest asked again. Then came the clicking noise. They started off low at first. It doesn't take long to get louder. Suddenly, screaming blends in with the clicking. Noah has to hold his phone away from his ear. After a few seconds, the call got disconnected. The priest looked at his phone. What was that? He wanted to believe that it was just a prank. If only that was just the one night…

"You look so tired."

Noah closed his eyes. "I'm fine."

"You sure? You don't look so well."

"I told you I'm fine." He rubbed on his face. It wasn't like he could sleep anyway. The whispers in his head won't let him do so.

Ah, the whispers.

He knows who they are. He can't see their faces. He doesn't want to see them. He already has. They have no eyes. Blood runs down from their sockets. They looked so emaciated. The pale skin doesn't help. He covered his eyes.

"I don't want to see them again."

They are screaming at him.

"Why did you do this to us?"

"We wanted to live!"

Noah backed away, shaking his head. "This wasn't my fault. He made do this!"

"Liar! Liar! Liar!"

He sank to his knees with tears in his eyes. They all started to crowd around him. One of them reached out to him.

This was why he can't sleep anymore. They will be waiting for him there. They will forever be asking questions.

The priest felt like he was going to be sick. He threw up there in the sink. Talon-like fingers ran down his back.

"There, there. They had to die for the cause."

"But they didn't need to suffer." Noah backed up from the sink and sat down on the floor. He covered his head.

"Please! Just… leave me alone," the priest pleaded. He dropped his head and cried.

By morning, he knew that it was time to start this all over again. However, something is different about this timeline. The Earl doesn't know what to make of this. Maybe it has something to do with those nightcomers from that old coven from years ago. But that can't be right, can it? He was going to have to look into this later.

For now, Noah tries to escape but he knows that it is pointless. His part in this plague is still active. But what will happen to him when it's all over?

-Allen-

He used to hate it. But now he's broken. The angel had a drunken smile on his face as he looked up at Road. She reached down and caressed his cheek.

"So cute," she said. He was tied down to the bed spread eagle. A little bit of drool escaped from the corner of his mouth. Road leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. He isn't sure what she did to him. But he loves it. The angel opened his mouth to speak. Road gently put her finger to his lips and shook her head. He stared up at him.

No?

"Don't talk," she said. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. His eyes rolled back into his head. His body started to shiver. Road ran her hands down his body. Her nails dug into his flesh. The angel moaned.

More! Yes!

Her legs came on either side of him. A cold smirk came across her face. She rode him like a horse. Road threw back her head and moved. Allen shut his eyes and broke down whimpering. He didn't disassociate this time. He was here. This felt… This felt…

"Mistress!" Allen whimpered. Sweat formed on his body. Road smirked as she sped up. Allen's moans grew louder.

"Mistress! Mistress! Mistress! I love you so much!"

She caressed his cute.

"Aw, do you really?" the monster asked.

"Yes! Oh!"

"Heh."

Smack!

Her hand connected with his cheek. The angel howled in pain and pleasure. Road had a curious look on her face.

"Aw, did you like that?" she asked. "Does little Allen like being slapped?" The angel moaned in response. That was all she needed to go wild on him.

She could hurt him all she wants. Slaps, bites, and scratches made him scream. He can't get enough.

More! More!

His eyes looked glazed over. He's too far gone. There is someone calling to him but he's not listening to him. Somehow, he's okay with that.

"Mistress… I… I…"

Road cut him off with a kiss. She shoved her tongue into his mouth. Allen choked at first before letting his own tongue play with hers. They started kissing faster. The angel felt himself coming to a climax. However, the ring around the base of cock wouldn't let that happen. Road was determined to make this session last as long as it would go.

His mistress broke off the kiss and stopped moving. Allen opened his eyes. His body started trembling. He whimpered as his body felt so cold. The angel opened his mouth to speak. Road gently put her finger to his lips.

"Ent. Don't talk," she said. "Just nod." Allen stared up at her with big eyes. His mistress smirked.

"You want to come, don't you?" she asked. Allen pouted as he nodded. Road chuckled before she leaned to his right ear.

"So much how bad you want to," she whispered. The monster nipped on his ear lobe.

"Ow."

The monster giggled as she started bouncing on his stiff, strained cock. Another wave of pleasure washed over him. His body ached to hold her. The chains held him down really good.

"Mistress! Mistress, oh!"

Road wouldn't let up on him. She was going to break him in tonight. Though, she found herself in a difficult place. Should she get it all in tonight or save the process for the next few nights? Both options sounded so good. His moans and his cock kept her from thinking for too long. Pretty soon, pleasure washed over her too. It wouldn't be long before the old dam burst.

"Do you want to come now?" Road asked as she looked down at the angel.

"Yes!" he shouted.

"Beg for it."

Allen whimpered as he shut his eyes. "P-P-P-Please mistress! Please let me cum!"

"How badly do you want it?"

"So badly that I might die without it! Please! I will do anything! Please let me cum!"

Road threw back her head and laughed. "Well, okay. I will let you come since you asked so nicely." She snapped her fingers. The ring broke around the base of his cock. Allen felt himself burst with hot liquid.

"I love you so much, mistress!"

Road gave into her own climax. She threw back her head and groaned. The monster collapsed next to him. She looked up at him with a smirk on her face. Allen lay there bound and panting. That creepy smile came across his face. His mistress fell asleep next to him.

Allen was too happy in his new role.

Allen and Noah are just puppets. Puppets with different purposes. One for pleasure. One to bring destruction to man. One loves it while the other wishes to escape. No matter how they feel about their roles, they have to play them out until the game is over.