Disclaimer: I do not own Blood+ nor any of its characters, this is written for fun not profit
Warnings: Read these before the chapter. Contains implied rape, implied cannibalism of a sort, implied physical abuse. Slash and upcoming sexual situations
A/N: Sorry about the short chapter but this PC has been messing about. As for the interludes they will basically give insight as to what happened in the missing years I figured this way no one would run into any graphic material slammed into the middle of a chapter. Also if this seemed odd perspective wise, it's Haji POV during his capture and his mind has deteriorated a bit. Hope you enjoy!
The other had not been to see him in a few days and he had little to entertain himself. He only resumed man shape after the other had gone; it pleased him as he could taste the rage in the air whenever the other returned to see him like this. The man shape made it too easy for the other to harm him. He remembered when it had used sharp pretty rock to cut and slice away bits of him. Taking the hard bits out and cracking others. The other would smile as he cried even as the hard pieces that had gone wrong had to be forced out so that new ones could grow. But after the first time he had changed shape and the other realized that trying to hurt him would not work it had left him alone. But it could see him; he knew this even when the flat thing was back he knew the other watched.
He wan no longer afraid of the other, it would soon make a mistake and he would be there. It had once not returned the flat thing, but had not left the den, he was certain it was a trap and the other was not as smart as it thought it was! One day the other would feel the sharpness of his teeth and claws as he tore into it and wallowed in its screams! But for now he was patient. Silently waiting for the flat thing to go away and for him to be fed, he sometimes threw himself across the den, rubbing and marking it with his scent. He wanted it to be obvious to his mate when he found it that even if the other had at first ruled the den, it was now his. He did not do it often as there was nothing else to erase his scent but he did it sometimes to push away the nothingness.
Other than that there was not much to do but eat, the other had shoved prey inside his den and he had fed long until his gut was filled but he had always kept stores, for the other was not good. He had thoughts, memories he thinks they were called, of before he had been taken and trapped in the den. There was one that looked like the other but had smelled different that was always with his man shape. It had sometimes smelt of loneliness but had at other times smelt of lust. The other did too, though he would never mate with it, it was not what he wanted.
Shuffling sounds outside the flat thing caught his attention and he shifted so that he was facing it. The other had many tricks and he would not be caught in another trap. A man thing came in and he immediately lashed out, only prey entered with the other, but the man thing was fast and escaped to the other side of the den. It made noises but he did not focus on that. The prey was never as fast as him, it had been easy to rip and tear, maybe the man thing was different.
Sniffing the air he paused, the man thing smelt good like the other that had been with his man shape before. Cocking his head he watched as the man shape approached him before retreating. Yes this one would do well! It smelled of fear but also lust and the sweet tang of something that mad his body respond. Shifting so that he blocked the flat thing he roared, before rising unto his hind legs and spreading his wings, displaying himself to the man thing that would soon be his mate.
The fear in the man thing's scent spiked and he crooned to sooth his soon to be mate, he did not want it to be afraid. The man thing made the noises again but they were garbled. He never understood the noises in this form and he sometimes forgot them in his man shape. Snarling in excitement he opened his wings wide, the man thing would wish to mate with his man shape, he was sure of it! The prey he had tried to mate with before had been hurt by this shape and he had cast them aside until they stopped breathing. He did not wish to harm his man thing! No, he would have to change his shape again to mate with it!
Allowing his body to shed the extra muscles and hard things always hurt but his man thing was nodding so he quickly allowed himself back into his man shape. Remembering the other he turned and slammed the flat thing back before facing his man thing again.
The fear was almost gone from its scent and he flapped his wings with glee as the man thing approached him again the word "Haji" floating from its lips