(AN: And so we begin Darc's drabbles! As I like the Deimos characters more, I think these will be easier to write more. Plus, I wanna explore more into the characters backstories and the like, which is what this drabble does!)

#82

Can You Hear Me?

(Trigger warning for: Child Abuse. Please read with caution.)

The sights and smells of Geedo's dungeon were something Darc had gotten used to in the years of him being locked up. He only saw the sky whenever the old hag made the human-Deimos hybrid get stuff for her, and even then, it wasn't for long.

Today was yet another day of being locked up, arms and legs chained to the wall. The only food by Darc was some scraps of chicken fat, but the rats had already gotten to it before he did. Not like he was that hungry anyway…

He let his wings stretch before trying to take a nap, hoping Geedo wouldn't come down at any time. Even then, she had been absent for a bit…

"Oh, let me tell you… those nasty humans once thought they tried to loot me! But thank goodness for my magic…"

"Geedo's voice!" Darc wondered to himself. Who was she talking to? Did… did she have a guest over?

That couldn't have been… Geedo rarely had guests. And even then, the dungeon was sealed extra tight so no one could suspect anything.

"Wait!" Darc said to himself. "What if I can get the attention of whoever's there and have them rescue me! Then I can get out of here!"

The hybrid began to rattle his chains loudly, screaming, "HELLO?! IS ANYONE THERE?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!"

Meanwhile upstairs, the Deimos guest's face turned concerned.

"Who's that screaming?" He questioned.

Geedo's face turned white. In an instant, she crushed the goblet she held with her shaking bare hands.

"Oh, Geedo! You destroyed your goblet. Here, let me get you-"

"No… it's fine… I can take care of it. As for downstairs… don't worry about it. It's just a specimen I found in the forest."

"I didn't know it could beg."

"It's a strange one, let me tell you that."

Back in the dungeon, Darc continued to rattle his chains and scream.

But no one heard his pleas for help.

Eventually, Darc gave up, and after what felt like minutes later, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Geedo came into the room, her whip in hand.

"SO… you thought you could scream your little heart out while I had a guest, you little cretin?!"

Geedo smacked her whip against her hands as Darc simply shook his head.

"Don't shake your head at me you little shit! Because of you, my guest left! And now, it's time for you to suffer!"

Geedo raised her whip and lashed at Darc, the preteen screaming out in pain.

"HOW MUCH DOES IT HURT?! NOW YOU'LL THINK TWICE OF STEPPING OUT OF LINE, YOU DIRTY MONGREL!" She screamed.

After minutes of Geedo screaming insults and lashing her whip at Darc, the hybrid fell to the ground, body full of gashes. He twitched slightly, barely clinging onto life.

"Let that be a lesson, boy." The woman spat.