A week had gone by and Demencia hadn't come out of her room. Flug had been bringing her the meals that Black Hat had specifically ordered to feed her. And for the most part, she had been eating it, mostly because it was all she wanted to do.
Often times, she found herself rubbing her belly with indifference at times, and at others with care and affection. Most of the day, she'd just be on her phone consuming content on any streaming service she felt like watching that day. The movies that caught her attention the most had pregnancy themes in them.
"Juno...muy cursi." She swiped on her screen to see what other movies she hadn't watched. "Pregnant Pack? Yuck!" She physically gagged at the memory. "Mother? Hmmm..." She thought about it. "Nah, too symbolic." She continued to scroll until her phone sounded an alarm that told her her services have been acquired and that she was to mobilize.
She quickly thought about it. Perhaps work would get her mind out of her terrible headspace. She could at the very least enjoy crushing a hero's head against a concrete slab. She smiled.
"Por fin! Algo que hacer!" She exclaimed, not wanting to be in the mansion any longer, looking through the hero profile and quickly making here way out of her room and rushing through the halls to get out.
Black Hat noticed that Demencia's services were ordered and he quickly looked to cancel the order, when he heard her door open and her footsteps rushing out her room. Panicked, he quickly teleported to the front door where she had just opened it, and closed it just before she walked out.
"You're on maternity leave." He frowned.
"Come on!" She flung her arms in the air in frustration. "I want to go do my job! I love doing it!" She crossed her arms.
"You will not go!" Black Hat hissed. "You will stay in your room and wait this pregnancy out!" He towered over her.
"Y si no?" She deadpanned. Her anger dropping to a seething glare at her master. Black Hat squinted his eye at her in anger. "You gonna throw me in a dungeon?" She clenched her fists.
"For starters, I could. Second of all, I will force feed you if it comes to that." His eye traveled down to her stomach. "I don't want any risk coming to my heir." He spoke softly. Demencia's features relaxed and sighed.
"Look, I'm really stressed, and I just want to go out. I feel cooped up in here. I don't want to be here today. Please." She pleaded nicely. Black Hat looked down at her and began to open the door. "You won't go on mission. But...I'll take you wherever you want to go." He said quietly. Still holding the door open for her, she looked up at him with a mixture of confusion after being so vile to her, and excited from her fangirl side. She blushed and looked away.
"Can...can we just go for a walk by the park?" She asked nicely.
"If that's what you want, we can go." He said, looking away. She nodded and headed out first. Black Hat shouted into the house. "Flug!"
"Yes sir!" He appeared as quickly as he could, 505 close behind him.
"I'm taking Demencia out. You're in charge of the house. If I see a minor scratch." His face became angry and demonic. "I'll rip your hand off and reattach it to rip it off again." He threatened the poor doctor. Walking out, he slammed the door shut behind him and the chandelier in the ceiling fell just behind the doctor, shattering into pieces.
"Ay no..." Flug gulped.
Demencia was already in the passenger seat when Black Hat opened the drivers side of the car. He drove a black and red Model K, one of his personal favorites. Starting it, he drove out into the main street, running over an innocent animal without guilt and heading to the park less than a mile away.
"How long do you want to stay out for?" He asked, as if he were her personal driver.
"Umm..." She thought. "We could just spend the rest of the day out." She said, playing with the window, her body facing away from his. Black Hat frowned slightly at her toying before willing the button out of existence.
"An entire day at the park? What would you even do?" He scoffed at the idea.
"Well, we don't have to spend the entire day there." She said with heavy sarcasm in how obvious she meant. A small smile growing at the edge of her lips. "Besides, there's tons of things you can do at the park." He body turned slightly forward in its seat. "You can play frisbee, walk around it a couple times, take the sun in, eat, kill, maim, steal." She sighed. "You know, normal park things." Black Hat chuckled at the thought.
"And then what?" He asked, wanting to see just what they could do after. The idea of an outdoor activity with someone else being as foreign to him as he was to any mortal being.
"There's the arcade, there's the library, the beauty salon, the nail salon, the smoothie shop. There's lots of things to do." She said. "Not that you'd want to do anything like that." She looked away, remembering that she was technically going to be watched by him like a prisoner.
"Normally I wouldn't even entertain the thought of any of it, but since it is your day. I'll concede." He said. "I'll let you do it all." He said, she looked up at him, turning her whole body towards him, that part of hers that was madly in love with him rose up.
"Deveritas?!" She asked excitedly. Shaking in her seat. He rolled his eye and sighed.
"Si." He said as he pulled up into the park and blew up the nearby parking meter on his way out, Demencia following suit behind him.
"How come you don't know your own island? I mean, everything's named after you, you must know something about it." She says, as they walk through the park.
"A king doesn't frequent the town pub, why should a god concern itself with an anthill?" He retorted. Demencia thought about it.
"Makes sense." She accepted. For awhile, they just walked around, until she saw a long abandoned frisbee stuck to a tree. "Hey, wanna play?" She asked him, pointing to the toy.
"What are you five?" He looked at her with a frown.
"Does age matter to an immortal?" She half joked, his frown turned to a grin.
"I guess not." He used his psychic powers to bring the frisbee down to his hand. He pulled back ready to fling it. "Let's make this a bit more interesting." He smirked evilly and threw it at an innocent man walking through the park, upon contact with the disc, he exploded into a chunks of messy organic matter.
"Ha! You call that something?" She smirked as he brought the disc back to her hand. She quickly calculated her shot. "Watch this." She threw it off her left hand from the right side of her hips. The flat object ricocheting off of several trees before decapitating a nest of baby birds. "Got 'em." She smirked.
"Not bad. But we've only just begun." He slavered as the frisbee reappeared in his hand once more.
They made it back home after causing more devastation than a German Blitskrieg in the park. Black Hat parked the car behind the mansion.
"Today was...decent." He said boorishly.
"Me da igual. I enjoyed myself." She said, opening the door and stepping out. "But...thanks. I appreciate that you cared today." She looked away, not wanting to agitate him with praise fit for heroes.
"Do not mention. It was the least I could do." He said, walking passed her. She remained in place and called out after him.
"Black Hat." She said, catching his attention. "I...did want your kid...just not the way you did it." She admitted. His frown of disinterest became one of regret and shame.
"Yes...I believe it was the worst coarse of action on my part. Even for a villain." He said, thinking of a way to make it up, knowing that today, in the long run, did nothing to quell her state of mind.
In a perverse way, she trusted him. And in the most diabolical and evil way, he destroyed her trust. And this went beyond petty villainy; it wasn't murder of a hero or a customer, those were crimes a dime a dozen. This wasn't a simple display of minor abuse to show his authority. And it certainly wasn't a prank that put fear into his employees to entertain himself. This was...hell, he couldn't describe it, it was horrid in every way. And he did it purposely. What could he do to fix this?
"I am sorry about how I went about of doing it. It was careless of me, and stupid. You deserved better. I should have told you." The words, although refined and calm, came out in a rush, and a bit desperate. She sighed, causing him to stop.
"I'm not looking for an apology." She walked up to him, and touched his cheek carefully. Her hand, though calloused from all her dangerous missions, now smooth and gentle upon his cheek. "You gave me no choice then. Both times. And I doubt anything I say you'll take into consideration." She said, alluding to the possibility that what he put in her could be removed. For a split second, his one eye twitched with anger, before realizing that she knew. And he did too. She knew she had no choice and just needed his confirmation.
This girl that so desperately admired him, who worshiped him more than any god any human has ever praised had, now saw him as neutral captor. No matter how many good things he did for her at this point to rid his guilt, the damage was done, and he could not bring himself to fix it in her manner. It meant too much for him.
"That is correct." He said, looking away, she frowned and sighed, sliding her hand down to her sides and walking away from him. Back to her room. Once he was alone in the parking slot, he clenched his fists in self anger.
"Fuck..." He whispered to himself.