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Three Months Later..

Buttercup's P.O.V

I - I don't know how long I've been here , in this place. Since there's no windows I go by the t.v's that are on the wall. The people on them go to sleep I assume it's night and when they wake up ... I figure it's day. Father has told me that I've been healing nicely. I don't know what he means ... And as soon as he leaves the room. I forget he was even here..he said that's natural for the process. I began to notice that my memory lasts about five hours. Depending on the importance of the topic , I think. Father told me that I am his and that I should be grateful , that I'm in his care. But I wish that he'd remove the cuffs from around my wrists and ankles. It's hard to scratch the scar , with them strapping me down. He told me I could be removed in a hour or so , but I feel like I've heard him say that. Father doesn't know ... I remember somethings.. like the trials he's been putting me through.

Three months ago Week 1

"Morning Sunshine" Him greeted Buttercup flashing the light into her eyes. She furrowed her brows and squinted , before realizing she wasn't dreaming. Him tilted his head giving her a child-like grin , while offering her a plate of pancakes. She starred at them , imagining all the ways that he could've poisoned that food. "If you don't want it then fine..." he tossed it in a metallic trash bin. It made a loud clunk as the plate hit the bottom. Him turned to her " I was trying to get your strength up " he held his hands up in defense. "W - why won't you let me go?" Buttercup coughed the straps on her arms , were tearing her skin. Leaving a purple bruise and the brand mark on her wrist , stung with rawness. "Are you begging me ?" He bent down to her level , "I'm asking you" Buttercup glared at him. Him smiled " Darn , I was going to get flattered" he purred. Him pushed her black sticky hair , behind her ear as he moved towards her. "So beautiful..." he mused , Buttercup starred at his yellow eyes , thinking of ways that she could kill him. Him felt himself smirk , knowing exactly what she was thinking , yet it amused him.

Three months ago Week 2

There was sounds of loud shocks , and screams of a girl in the warehouse. It was Buttercup , she had been electrocuted by the straps. Him was standing at the dial cranking it up higher and higher , at a slow pace starring at her. Studying her almost , she reached level ten and Buttercup dug her nails into the wooden arm rest. As she felt like her brain was frying , her body was practically on fire. Her throat was sore and it was getting harder to breath. Her lungs felt like they'd explode , her heart was racing a million miles per minute. Blue and white light flashed in the room while Him watched, his shadow dancing on the wall. He flipped the switch turning the machine off , Buttercup hunched over and breathed heavily , drool dripped from her mouth. Leaving droplets on her pants , her hair had fried on the ends , as the room once again filled with the smell of her flesh. She coughed as she tried to slow down her heart , Him waltzed around her. "How do you feel ?" He asked his hands behind his back. "In pain..why does that matter" she asked leaning back in the chair letting her head rest on the back of the seat. "What are you getting out of me?" she asked , knowing that the chances of him answering her are slim to none. "Next test" he said , ignoring her "Your body is ready.." . He went into the dark , Buttercup watched him.

As he rolled out this machine , he placed it behind her. Pushing down these arms on it , they ended up by her sides. He pressed a button and three sharp prongs , shot out. They were five inches long and there was three on either side , of her ribs. "This is going to drill holes in the side of you , I'm sure you can see that" Him stated "trust me ..it won't hurt much". Him's finger rubbed over the button stating start , Buttercup looked at the screens. Seeing the Jojo boys and sisters giggle and smile with the dopple-ganger. Till she was interrupted with a sharp pain in her sides , Him had pressed the button. "Aghhhhhhh-hhh Aghhh-hhh" She hollered tears weld in her eyes , as she wished for them to stop. Blood oozed from the prongs , as it had only entered at half an inch. "Come on Porcelain you still have 4 inches to go ." Him spoke "Oh don't move much or the machine will scramble your insides". Buttercup glared at him curling her toes in pain , as she felt like her insides were being removed. "Nghhh Blossom ! Bubbles ! Aghhh-hhh" she screamed her voice cracking .

Two months ago Week 5

Buttercup sat hunched over in the chair again , her skin had went gray. As dry blood sat at her sides , the holes made by the prongs were replaced with tubes. That had been pumping black ooze into her system , at first it burned then it made her cold. She's been shivering ever since he placed them in. Her lips were trembling slightly , as she couldn't feel her fingers anymore. She peeked at her toes , and noticed they were a unhealthy blue. She noticed that she couldn't see out of one of her eyes , because there was a bandage over it. Him had "slipped" and cut it with a scalpel , she couldn't feel anything anyway. Her heart was beating at a ungodly slow pace , she was surprised she's still alive. the all to familiar sound of the door , reached her ears. "Good morning Porcelain " he chirped with a bottle of water , " I brought you some refreshments ". He offered it to her , she sat there still not capable of moving. As she looked at her legs , "Oh Porcelain what's wrong " he touched her skin "You're so cold but that is to be expected". Him stood up and looked at the screens , watching at Blossom and Bubbles smiled while going to school with the fake Buttercup. "They don't miss you , you know and yet you still call them out expecting them to hear you" he placed a hand on his chin , "They'll come get me..they'll save me just you watch".

Two Months ago Week 7

Him sat on a chair in front of Buttercup , and had his legs crossed , glaring at her. "Who are they ?" he asked screens shining bright behind him , blood trickling down them. Buttercup spat out blood , as her eye was healed and her body wasn't a deadly cold. The tubes had been removed , and the holes on her side have healed . Buttercup sniffled , as she felt blood trickle down her throat. She felt her tongue cringe to the iron flavor , she spat it out. "Bubbles and Blossom ..." she responded , Him punched her with half his force. Placing his hand back on his cheek , using it as a rest for his head. "Wrong" he sighed and reached to a table next to him. There was a line of syringes with red and pink liquid , he picked one up. Stabbed Buttercup in the temple with one , her held tilted as he pressed it in. She looked blank for a second , not moving like a doll. Him pulled the syringe out tossing it with the empty pile on the floor. Buttercup's eye twitched slightly. Before she sat back up "Who is he ?" Him lifted up a picture of Brick , Buttercup squinted with a puzzled look. " I don't know" , Him replaced the photo with a picture of Boomer "what about him ?". "I have no clue , Father" she replied , he lifted up one of Butch "Never seen him before" she answered. "What about these two?" he pointed to the screen behind him , of Blossom and Bubbles. "Blossom I don't know the other one " she blinked. Him sighed and stabbed her again with the syringe , "Who is she ?" he pointed. Buttercup's eye twitched as the serum set in. "Uhhhh I don't know I've never seen her before either , who are these people , Father?" she looked at him curiously.

He patted her head , "They're the people who abandoned you" he smiled " Oh they are bad people" she agreed. Blood trickled down her nose , and into her mouth as she smiled at Him. Like a little girl and his daughter "you're almost ready" he thought.

One months ago Week 10

"Say Aww " Him smiled while sitting on a stool in front of her again , placing food into her mouth from a fork. She chewed "How is it?" he asked , "Good I like pancakes better " she cooed. " I shall make you pancakes tomorrow then" he smiled Buttercup munched away , as her wrists were a purple pink. As the brand became a scar , she kicked her feet like a child. "Tomorrow I'm going to be implanting your spinal cord with a new substance" he warned "Is that a good thing am I getting better ?" she asked ."You've gave me so many new medicines this week" one of Buttercup's eye was a pink as the other was a red. "Yep this one will be the last I promise.." he stood up making his way to the door. Buttercup watched him leave , and turned her attention to the screen. 'Is there anything else I can watch ..." she pursed her lips "It's the same people every time ".

Present

Buttercup stood up as Him released her from the shackles. She stretched as her bones began to pop , as everything snapped into place. "It feels good to get up" she mused and placed her hands behind her head , her eyes had return to their color. Which was perfect for Him , he liked her green eyes. He towered over her , as Buttercup watched her scratch at her brand. She had a black marking evident on her back , it was a shape of a spider. The marking dispersed into her skin , making Buttercup's eyes glow. Her raven black hair , had turned into an ash white. The markings of the torture has been removed from her body , except one little thing. The marking proving that she belongs to Him.