A/N: 8/9! Here it is! I didn't expect it to be this long, but no harm in that. Enjoy!
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"It's nice to see you've made such a good recovery." Frank smiled.
We all left that dreadful hospital. Back on the streets again.
Magenta had a death grip on my arm, glancing every so often at Frank. I was in between them, yet I too kept my distance.
"My boy, do you mind if we strolled over to a place I normally visit?" Frank asked suddenly.
"No thanks." Magenta answered sharply.
"It's just on the way back. It won't take long." Frank sounded almost like he was begging.
"Where is the place?" Magenta questioned, full of suspicions.
"Oh, you'll see. I'm sure you both have been there before." Frank smiled.
They reached the place Frank was so anxious to go to.
"This is it!" Frank announced.
My eyes widened. It was a place I was familiar with. Marko's Lab. I used to visit him a lot because I admired his work on bringing life to things that never had one to begin with. He'd always claim that he knew the secret to life itself, but the others would always laugh or say he was a crazy man, which was true to a point. That man was purely insane. Yet, I loved what he did. Eventually, he let me in his Lab and taught me several tricks. I haven't seen him in so long.
"You know Marko?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"Yes, he taught me some interesting things in the past." Frank said proudly.
He knocked on the wooden door. After about the forth attempt he opened his door just enough so he could see with one eye.
"Who is it?" asked the dry, old voice.
"It's me, Frank-n-Furter! And I brought a guest that you already know."
The man opened the door all the way. His hazy, black eyes scanned every one of us. He gave us a huge grin.
"Oh, it's been a while, eh Riff Raff?" He said, then looked at my sister, "And Magenta! You're looking wonderful!"
"May we come in?" Frank asked.
"Of course." Marko agreed.
We all sat on disgusting plaid furniture. It was rather uncomfortable.
"So, I remember you telling me that Riff raff was the only one you knew, other than your great self, who could actually bring something to life?" Frank questioned with a grin.
How did he know about that?
"Yep, the one and only." The old man laughed, "That's my Riff!"
I gave a small smile for my achievement, "Yes, Nameless. That was my creation."
Suddenly, a bizarre creature jumped up on Marko's shoulder. It cooed.
"Speak of the devil. He must have heard you call his name." Marko laughed loudly.
The thing a top the old man's shoulder looked like a black lemur with bat wings. It cooed again.
"Nameless is my favorite of all the creations ever created in this house, even over mine."
I saw Frank stare at me from the corner of my eye. He looked as if he had done some thing right. I felt uneasy again.
"You seem to be the star pupil." Frank turned to me having even more sudden interest in me.
"If you want to put it like that." I shrugged.
"So, what made the three of you want to visit me again, hm?" Marko asked.
"Oh, just to talk. You know, see how you've been and so on." Frank answered hastily.
Talking was all that happened that afternoon. And Frank was mostly talking about me. Why me? We've only met once and I haven't even known him for over a week. Even then, I was unconscious most of the time. Who was this Frank-n-Furter?
The sun had set once we left. It was nice to see Marko and my only successful creation, but that thug wasn't making us feel the greatest. He did save us from his own partner. It's just I felt something was wrong with him.
Magenta felt it too. She never hides from strange Transylvanians. Oh, Frank was different to her because of her constant glaring.
We reached close to our home, finally. Magenta tugged at my arm and faced Frank, "This is our block so we best be getting home. See ya!" Magenta said quickly, giving him a fake grin. We never looked back at him.
Riff Raff awoke to Magenta shaking him, gently.
"You're finally up." She sighed.
"How long have I been knocked out for?" He asked peering around the dim lit room.
"A few hours after me," Magenta said, scooting closer to her brother.
"Riff, I would never admit this to anyone in my life before, but I'm scared. And I'm not normally scared of anything!" Magenta panicked.
"You're afraid of the dark?" Riff Raff asked, stupidly.
"No, you idiot!" Magenta hissed, "This room."
"This room?" Riff repeated, looking around.
"It doesn't look familiar to you? Not at all?" Magenta chuckled darkly.
Riff Raff examined the room once more. It was small, dark, and the walls were made of stone. Also, it was damp and cold with an eerie touch. Yes, this was like a small dungeon. Finally, it hit him. They both were in this exact place only once before.
"Frank's dungeon." Riff Raff muttered.
Magenta wanted to run, but she was bonded down by steel chains. She didn't want it to happen again.
"Brother…" Magenta held onto his arm tightly, "Is this the punishment I get for your doing? The Eye for an Eye treatment Frank spoke of, this is it?"
Riff held his sister and rocked back and forth.
"Please, don't let him go near me." Magenta gasped.
"Don't worry, I'll think of something…" Riff Raff tried to comfort her, but it was hopeless.
"Why did we ever decide to join Frank-n-Furter?" Magenta's asked, her voice was meloncoly.
I was lying on the couch, staring blankly at the radio. I chose to play lazy today, considering I was always on the move. It was nice to lay back and listen to some soft jazz. I closed my eyes to think. It had been three days since we were with Frank. Thankfully, he hasn't showed up.
Suddenly, I was pounced on. My eyes opened to see my sister. She grinned playfully.
"Yes?" I simply asked.
"What's on the radio, Brother?" Her eyes were full of curiosity.
"Nothing special, really." I gave her a lazy smile.
She flopped down. We both starred at the radio, enjoying each other's company.
"You're comfortable to lay on, Riff." Magenta said, nuzzling my neck.
"Am I, now?" I asked.
"Yes, you are." She giggled.
We both jumped at the sound of a knock at our door. Magenta got off of me and looked at me for approval. I stood up and shook my head. Magenta sat down on the couch and watched as I walked to the door. I opened it and who do I see? Frank-n-Furter.
Even though I wasn't facing my sister, I knew she was glaring at him.
"Hello, you two!" Frank greeted, with an uncomfortably cheery voice.
"Hello." I mumbled.
He pushed me aside and pranced in our home, "I hope I wasn't interrupting anything!"
Magenta lit one of her cigarettes. Frank noticed and rushed over to the couch, sitting next to her. He snatched the pack from her hand and took one out.
"Light me up, babe?" Frank asked, pointing his cigarette in her direction.
Reluctantly, she did.
"I'm not the type to beat around the bush," He paused and chuckled, "So; I'll get straight to the point."
"So, you had a reason for coming?" I asked, suspiciously.
"Yes, I did," Frank blew smoke in the air, "How about you two come and live with me?"
Magenta's eyes darted from Frank-n-Furter to me. I was just as shocked.
"That's a lot to ask, sir." I sighed.
"You do know that my old gang is after the two of you and myself?" Frank asked.
"Why are they after us?" Magenta questioned.
"You killed my partner's brother, did you not Riff Raff?" Frank shot me a deathly glare.
A deep, sickening pain sunk into my gut. I've only killed one person in my life and that person just happened to be the brother of a gang leader. Magenta rushed to my side.
"Frank," I began, using a bit of an innocent tone, "Are you considering me to be a murderer?"
Magenta stepped back from me a few steps. Frank was studying my every move, my eyes, everything. Suddenly he smiled.
"I'm dreadfully sorry, Riff. You just match the description of his killer so nicely. Sorry I jumped to conclusions like that." Frank said, more calmly.
The room was silent for about a minute.
"So, will you flee the city with me?" Frank grinned.
Magenta's eyes pleaded for my answer to be no.
"Where will we be heading?" I questioned.
"A different planet." Frank said, flicking his cigarette to the ground, then stomped it out.
My sister and I gasped. "A planet? You can travel to another planet?" Magenta was in awe.
"Yes, and not only will you be far away from my old gang, but you will also have a better place to live and work on those scientific skills of yours, Riff." Frank seemed awfully excited about it.
I was rather impressed by what I was hearing. A better home, traveling, a place away from here, it sounded great. My sister looked unsure, but I think once we leave she would enjoy it.
"I've never been the one to take up on an offer from a complete stranger, so consider yourself lucky." I grinned.
"So, you'll come with me?" Frank leaped in front of me, eyes sparkling.
Magenta just shrugged.
"Yes. We will go with you." I concluded.
"Excellent! I'll be back here tomorrow evening! Make sure you're ready!" Frank said, joyfully and before another word was spoken he was out the door.
"Should we trust him so easily?" Magenta mumbled.
"I don't know," I sighed, "We probably won't be with him for long anyway. He'll get bored with us drone folk."
The metal door swung open. Frank stood there wearing a hot pink corset with dark red dots scattered about. Everything else on him was the same other then that. The light was dim but Riff Raff could make out what the crimson dots were. Blood.
Magenta recognized the corset and backed away as far as she could from Frank. Riff choked once he remembered that it was his sister's blood.
"How pleasant that the two of you are awake." Frank said with a grin that was all to fake.
Riff crawled over to his sister and embraced her, hiding her face from that devil.
"Oh, how cute." Frank kept his fake smile, "Protecting her from danger."
His hand, quickly, clamped down on the back of Riff's neck, causing him to hack. Magenta gasped and bit down as hard as she could on Furter's arm. He loosened his hold just slightly, still choking Riff Raff. Blood trickled down his forearm.
His dark eye met hers, "That's quite arousing, Magenta. Maybe you should do that when I have my way-" He was interrupted by a kick to the face. Frank dodged most of the assault, but had a large cut on his cheek from her heel.
In reaction, Frank slammed Riff's bald head into his sisters and stood up. He licked the blood off of his wounded arm. Magenta shook of the throbbing pain in her head and looked over at her brother, who breathing heavily.
"Riff Raff!" Magenta screamed in horror.
"You know, I could never get you to scream my name like that. Only him and he wasn't even-" Frank sighed until Riff edged in the words, "Burn in Hell, Furter."
"Bold words for someone in your current situation, Riff." Frank hissed, strolling over to Magenta. He quickly, kicked Riff's gut and put shackles on Magenta's wrists. He unhooked her from the chains on the wall and held her by the chain on the shackles.
"Don't even think about moving away from me either." Frank warned.
"Why not?" Magenta snorted.
"It's easy to kill someone, you know?" Frank grinned devilishly.
"Magenta." Riff called out, weakly.
"Don't worry Riff! I'm coming back to get you, so be patient." Frank snickered.
He left the dungeon with Magenta.
Riff Raff just sat there, staring at the doorway. His expression, blank. All his mind could think of was, "Don't let it happen again."
Riff Raff glanced at the ground and saw sharp piece of steel just laying there. Riff wondered if it was there the whole time, but pushed the question aside. He grabbed it and started stabbing at parts of the chains. By the time Frank had gotten back, Riff had already broken small parts off of a link on each chain. Now if he could pull hard enough, the link would stretch, thus breaking the entire chain in half.
Frank unhooked the chains from the wall and dragged Riff by all four chains. Riff Raff saw his sister on Frank's bed as he entered the room. She had chains tied tightly around her wrist and that chain was connected to the middle of the wall, so it looked as if she was sitting up uncomfortably. Her boots have been removed, too. Thankfully, that was all that was removed.
Frank hooked each of Riff's limbs to the wall. "Ah, this brings me back." Frank sighed happily.
Riff Raff was agitated by the whole thing. He didn't respond, instead he glanced up at his sister. She hung her head low and she looked as if she had given up already.
"Magenta!" Frank called out, walking towards her. She remained quiet.
Once Frank reached the side of his bed, he roughly propped her chin up with his hand.
He began to laugh, "You look so…vulnerable. I like that."
Magenta glanced at her brother. He yanked on the chains, trying to get free. His teeth were bared and his eyes, full of rage.
Riff Raff grew very disturbed by Magenta's eyes. They were much darker than normal and so very lost. He pulled more on the chains and wondered if his attempt to break them was completely pathetic.
Frank let her jaw go. "Well, the fun begins."
Riff Raff pulled even more now. Not again.
"Finished." I announced, leaping off of the Lab table.
I was glad to have finished a creation such as this and in only a year! Ever since my sister and I joined up with Frank, I've been working on this thing. Finally, it's done!
"This is what Frank wanted you to create? Another one of us?" Magenta asked, mockingly.
I nodded.
"What, are we not good company?" Magenta questioned with fake disappointment.
"I guess we aren't." I smirked.
Magenta hopped up on the table and inspected my creature. She looked as if she were in great thought.
"Where have I seen this ugly mug before?" She asked suddenly.
I shrugged, "I don't know. All I did was sculpt out a real life image of the drawing Frank gave me to follow."
"Damn, he sure is ugly," Magenta scoffed, following his torso downward, "But he makes up for it with a huge package."
I grinned and sighed, "I followed his picture."
"Get your scrawny ass up on this table and dance with me." Magenta grinned, giving me quite a devilish look.
I gave her a look equally as evil and jumped on the lab table. We held each other as if we were waltzing, but danced with quick steps and movements. We tossed our heads back and let out a loud cackle. After dancing for about ten minutes, Frank burst into the room. We stopped and shot our heads, simultaneously, at the door. Magenta smiled and bit a strand of my hair, while I put on my serious look.
"With the noise you two were making I though you were having some great sex on the table." He noticed my creation, lying on the table.
"Are you done already? It took you two years to accomplish making that fuzz ball with wings." Frank was shocked.
"Yes, well, it was my first creation and I wanted it to be perfect." I said simply.
Frank starred at the two of us for the longest time. Probably because we were locked into each other's arms and as close as ever. I tried to pull away, but Magenta kept a hold of me.
"I've never seen siblings so…close before." Frank snickered.
I was about to speak when my sister chuckled out in such a cute tone that it would frighten small children, "I love my big brother, Riffy!"
Frank blinked with the stupidest look on his face, "Okay…Tell me when you're done with your hug and we'll get that creation of Riff's to life."
He left quickly.
Magenta let go of me and lit a smoke.
"What just happened?" I asked.
"I scared him away," She answered, blowing smoke in the air, "So we didn't have to deal with him so soon."
I nodded. Spontaneously, I snatched the cigarette from her hand and put in my mouth. Magenta starred, grief stricken, at her now empty hand. I blew smoke in the air and stomped it out.
"What did you do that for?" Magenta snarled.
I ignored her, "Let's drag this body to the tank."
Magenta pouted then helped me carry to the tank. We dropped it in and walked back to the lab table. We sat on it and I glanced over at her arm. She wore that same old black ribbon I gave her so long ago.
"You still have that?" I asked, placing my finger on it.
Magenta looked down, "Oh, yeah. I still have that old ribbon."
"Why is it so important? You always used to wear it every time we went out." I commented.
"It has a sort of sentimental value. There is a good Transylvanian inside of me some where, remember?" She cackled.
We smiled at one another until Frank came in again. The two of us glared.
"Let's get started." Frank said with a grin slapped on his face.
It took us all an hour, but my creation was finally alive.
"Riff Raff, you're art is magnificent." Frank said happily, shaking my hand.
He swung around to my sister, "I bet he has good hands for…well you know. Getting the right spot! Just imagine the wonders that man could do with hands like that! He could-"
I stopped him before Magenta's face heated up anymore, "What are you going to name it?"
Frank dashed up to my creation's side. He scanned his body and face before answering, "Ross."
"That's a weird name." Magenta commented carelessly.
Ross made a small grunt noise. Frank laughed in sheer delight.
"Now, to find you some sexy clothes!" Frank said, leaving the room.
Magenta chuckled, pointing at Ross, "That's some piece of man right there!"
I snorted. "Stop ogling him like a perverted woman in her late 30s."
"Hey," Magenta sounded insulted, but she really wasn't, "I'm a perverted woman in her late teens, thank you very much."
I smiled.
"Why did you make his pecker bigger than yours?" My eye twitched at her comment, "Some creation, eh?"
"How do you know the difference?" I choked.
"Brother, we sleep in the same room and you change clothes when you think I'm still a sleep if you wake up before me." Magenta giggled, lighting a smoke.
I felt my face grow hot.
"You have nothing to worry about, though. Yours is naturally a good size." She smiled, giving me a little wink.
I never remembered being this embarrassed.
She linked arms with me, "Come on. Let's go get a drink."
"That sounds good right about now." I sighed. Then we left Ross by himself.
The whole afternoon we hung around in our room and drank.
I was on my stomach and Magenta was on top of me, also on her stomach. We were lying on our bed, our arms dangling off the side. The two of us, so very drunk.
"I-I can't believe, I can't believe…" Magenta stuttered.
"You can't believe what? You're on top of your brother?" I hiccupped.
Magenta paused, and then grinned, "Yeah…"
I flipped on my back, having Magenta fall off of me. She burst out into laughter. I, soon, crawled over top of her. She gave me a half playful half drunk look. At this time I found it quite intoxicating.
Before I knew it, we were ravishing each other. Lips locked, wild movements, and thankfully still clothed. My hands ran up and down her back and hips. Every so often one of us would let out a pleased moan. We rolled around the bed so much that we fell off, but that didn't slow us down. Most of the happy noises came from my sister. A thought came to mind. If she happy now…I wonder how she would be if we had sex?
After a long while we stopped. We ended up off of each other, yet still close. Magenta's eyes were locked on me. They cried out in pure desire. It was such a turn on for me. The way she looked, her soft panting, so much if not everything about her right now was so astounding!
I slowly stagger to my feet, as did my sister. Once she stood up straight she tripped over her clumsy feet. I caught her, almost falling myself.
"Riff, I'm…tired." Magenta muffled into my shoulder.
I helped her over to the bed and laid her down. She dozed off in seconds. I curled up next to her. Now, I understood why my sister fell into sleep so quickly.
A door slamming awoke my sister and me. Damn, it was loud.
"Wake up!" Frank hissed.
We both didn't really feel like moving.
"Be in the Lab in an hour!" Frank barked, slamming that damn door again. I closed my eyes. Honestly, I didn't care what that man had to say. I felt fingers run through my hair. Startled, my eyes snapped open. Magenta smiled at my alert reaction to her touch.
"Good morning, sleepy head." She greeted.
"Good morning, my dearest sister…" I said groggily.
We gazed at each other for a while, all was quiet. For once, I had a lovely, comfortable feeling stirring inside me. Just looking into those eyes of hers. But, Frank's words held some concern to me. I broke our beautiful silence, "We best be heading to the Lab?"
She sighed, "If we must…"
We rushed to the Lab. Ross was standing and now wearing a violet, silk robe. Frank, arms crossed, was at his side.
"Why did you leave Ross alone?" Frank questioned.
"We thought he'd be okay by himself." Magenta answered.
Frank let out an irritable sigh, "Don't leave him alone again."
With that, he grabbed Ross's arm and headed upstairs.
The next few days were completely normal, really. Nothing out of the ordinary, until one night. My sister and I were just lazing around as usual until we heard a window breaking. Without a word and only a glance exchanged, we ran upstairs. Frank's door was opened when we got there. Frank was fixed on the human sized hole in the window. Ross was no where in the room, like he always was.
"He jumped…" Frank gasped, "I can't believe…he jumped…"
We were silent as we watched the man slowly stand and face us. His eyes widened at the sight of me.
"You…" Frank whispered, beginning to make his way to us, "You did…this…"
I stepped in front of Magenta, "What are you talking about?"
"Ross…" Frank growled, "You killed Ross!"
Before I could respond, I heard my sister scream out my name. A cold glass bottle smashed onto the side of my face. I blacked out as soon as I hit the floor.
Riff Raff could feel the chains beginning to break. He glanced up at them. The sight of Frank's lips touching his sister's skin was unbearable. He continued to pull.
I was thrown to the wall, nearly beaten to death, "There Riff Raff." I was shackled and cuffed to the wall. The chains gave me little movement, "Now you have front row seats to the main attraction…"
"What…?" I shuddered.
I glanced up at and what my eyes beheld was something my heart couldn't take. Magenta was cuffed Frank's bed, completely nude. It felt like I couldn't breathe, I heaved for air.
She still had on that ribbon, though. She had it ever since she was four. It was the first gift she had gotten from any one. That day she smiled at me and said, in such a young innocent voice, "Oh, thank you brother Riff! I'm gonna wear this everywhere I go and never take it off!" I could still picture that sweet smile and those burgundy locks.
But to see my little girl in such a vile way was far too much. Frank crawled over top of her and simply said, "Thank your brother for this, my dear."
"Ma-" I gasped.
Frank turned his head around to me, Don't worry, Riffy ol' boy. She's in good hands…" He chuckled.
With that, his hand started to venture around my sister's torso and he nibbled on her neck. Magenta glared and struggled with him, trying to escape. He laughed at her useless struggle. After fighting him for a while, he grew annoyed by it. His solution was to slap her, hard. She silenced immediately and though the light was dim, I could see the bruise her left on the side of her face. His hand grasped her neck, quickly. He held her so tight that she started to cough.
"I hope you know that there is no escape from this." Frank stated, "Look around you. I can over power you and your brother," He pointed back at me, "Is totally powerless."
Her eyes glued to mine, crying for my help.
"Riff Raff…" She breathed.
My head was lowered as Frank spoke. In a desperate attempt, I lunged forward and failed to get anywhere.
The chains, they wouldn't budge! I felt like a trapped animal. I hate chains, I hate being restrained. I looked up into her eyes, again. They were filled with pain, fear, and dependency. She needed me, she needed her brother's help! But, I was too weak to help her. Damn these chains!
She struggled with him again and once Frank was annoyed enough, he slapped her face. I was in vexation with every hit my sister received. Finally, her struggle, his hitting stopped. All was quiet except for my sister's heavy breaths.
"Are you done?" Frank hissed.
After hearing no response from her, he continued with his fun.
"Magenta!" I sobbed, eyes closed. I couldn't bear to watch him. That demon…why did I ever trust an outsider, a thug. At this point, I didn't know who I was more angered at: Frank or myself.
My eyes opened to the sound of something light hitting the floor. Frank's corset and undergarment. I saw blood on it and I doubted it was his.
"I want you to know," Frank began, panting softly, "I am the Master!"
I heard my sister let out a horrid scream. In it I heard pain. I never glanced up; I knew what he had done. The guilt and anger inside me caused my gut to flip. My limit was reached.
I choked and coughed and sobbed, I was so upset. Nothing had ever made me feel like this. I covered my ears to drain the sound of my sister's screams and Frank's laughter, but I could still hear it. Truly, I was going insane. All that filled my mind was that everything was my fault. And it repeated like a broken record. Hands still at my ears, I slammed my head onto the floor and not just once.
It's my fault.
All my fault.
I'm too weak.
I'm so damn pathetic!
I shouldn't have trusted that bastard.
I failed my little angel, my little sister!
Her screaming stopped. I stopped hitting my head and listened, still staring at the floor. My eyes shot at Frank's feet and I could tell he put on a robe. He walked over to the bed and I heard him free my sister. Carelessly, he threw a white sheet over her and rolled her off of his bed. Frank then freed me.
Before exiting the room, without even a second glance he hissed, "And the two of you are my servants."
After Frank left and I regained my sanity I crawled over to Magenta. The sheet was wrapped around her body and that too was stained with her blood. He had bitten her shoulder. I winced at the sight of it and covered it up. I sat down and cradled her in my arms. Her body was hot, limp. I noticed as I starred down at her my tears hitting her cheeks. Her eyes finally opened.
"Brother…" She mumbled.
I tried to speak, but words never came.
She started to cry with me, which made me more upset.
"No…" I whimpered, "Don't…"
"Riff Raff…" She sniffed.
"I'm the worst brother ever…" I hacked.
"Hush." She reached out to place her finger tip on my lips.
I gasped once I saw the black ribbon was gone.
"He broke it…" She said, knowing what I was wondering.
I held her in my arms for a long time, silently cursing myself.
"Magenta," I stared to whisper in her ear, "I promise you, an incident such as this will never happen again."
My sister cracked a smile, "Thank you, Riff…"
She passed out as I held her. My sobbing was uncontrollable, she was never so pale. She almost looked dead…
A deep, sudden, rage filled Riff. With a few more jerks at the chains, he finally lunged free. Frank was taken aback by Riff Raff and couldn't react to his quick attack. Riff tackled Frank causing the both of them to crash onto the floor. Magenta's face changed from gloomy to a state of awe. Riff was, literally, beating the life out of his former master.
Now, Frank was nearly unconscious and Riff was standing over him. Magenta was completely speechless as her brother beaten and loomed over Frank.
Riff Raff let out a triumphant, eerie laugh. It was about time he got his.
"Frank-n-Furter," Riff said, his laughter subsiding, "How does it feel to have the table's turned on you?"
Frank coughed.
"What Frank? Cat got your tongue?" Riff scoffed.
"Well, I could have had your sister's today…" Frank managed to hacked out and grin.
Riff Raff jabbed and twisted the heel of his boot on Frank's throat, "No, I will once I cut it out."
Riff Raff glanced over at Magenta, face dumbstruck. He grinned and jumped over top her, on his hands and knees.
"Look sister, look!" Riff sounded so happy, it was scary, "We are all most free. We can go back to Transsexual!"
"Unshackle me and then I may feel a bit freer." Magenta chuckled.
Riff sat up on his knees and released her. They embraced, falling on the bed. Riff cut it short, though, because he wanted to kill frank as soon as possible. He rushed back to the dungeon area of the room and rushed back over to Frank. He kneeled down beside him and flashed the sharp piece of iron from before. Frank gasped.
Magenta watched as her brother grabbed Frank's throat with one hand and pointed the sharp object an inch away from his forehead.
"Now, what to cut first?" Riff sneered.
Frank's eyes bulged out at the object.
"Maybe I should start by gouging out those stupid eyes of yours, or cut up the skin on your face? Or I could possibly skin you and make a lovely hat out of it? What do you think Furter, hm?"
Frank was sweating and shaking. Magenta let out a small giggle.
"What was that, Furter? Slowly cut of your head? Slit your throat multiple times with this here piece of iron?" Riff Raff grinned as he aimed the object on the side of Frank's jaw, "I like how you think."
Suddenly, bolting in the room was Rocky. In a flash he charged Riff and pinned him to the wall. He growled at Riff Raff, obviously angry. Riff tried to budge Rocky, but it was like trying to move a solid brick wall. Magenta saw the rage and hate in his eyes for her brother.
"Rocky!" She called out to him, "Don't hurt Riff, please! Let him go and take Frank!"
Rocky started to whimper, "But…"
"No buts." Magenta said firmly, "Just take Frank and leave."
Rocky hesitated, glaring at Riff Raff. "You're…lucky…"
He let go of Riff and threw Frank over his shoulders. He waved at Magenta and bounded off.
Riff Raff let out a sigh of relief, "He seems fond of you sister."
"Yeah, and you are lucky for that too. If it weren't for me, you'd be beaten to a bloody pulp."
Riff chuckled, "Probably."
There was a brief silence.
"Let's get the hell out of this room." Magenta said.
"Good idea." Riff said, getting to his feet.
The siblings ran out of the room and to the Lab, where they hoped to find Columbia.
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A/N: Done. Last chapter will be…nah, I won't say anything about it. But, expect something major…Please review!