The next night summoner awoke to the face of he sleeping subjugulator which made him flinch and when he did his body ached. The low blood struggled to stay silent as he moved and even more so when he tried to stand on his shaky legs and put on his pants. He looked down at the troll that had assaulted him all morning long. He felt something in his heart just then, a twinge of hate. He shook his head slowly and gently as he limped silently out of the cave. When he finally made it to the tree line and collapsed in pain. "Ghnnh! That son of a.. no, he's a high blood. I shouldn't think th-this sort of stuff." Summoner thought to himself as he forced himself up and pushed fourth still wanting to meet with the blue blooded woman.
Maybe what she said wasn't completely crazy, maybe he did lead a rebellion and his enemies were high bloods. But even if it were true why didn't the high blood clown kill him when they first met? Or at least what he assumed to be their first meeting. This whole thing was something the little fairy troll wanted to forget. Everything he felt before, the friendship he wanted with the high blood seemed to turn into a passionate deep hate. Maybe if the woman could console him he would feel better. After all she herself was a high blood. He slumped to his knees next to a tree where he would meet he woman. He sighed and placed his head on his knees and sobbed softly. Suddenly a voice spoke to him, "Summy?" It echoed "Mindfang?" He asked in his head as he looked up and scanned the tree line but when she answered his inner question he looked up and shut his eyes. "Yes, it's me. Are you okay? Your mind seems far and in pain." "I'm fine." He lied as he continued his inner thoughts, "how are you-" "it is my ability to Controll minds, I am making you think of my voice and manipulating your vocabulary as to speak to you." "Dam. This is crazy." He heard a giggle in his mind before she got serious, "I'm going to try and recover your lost memory. It won't hurt physically but it will give you mental pain."
The Taurus inhaled as he thought to her, "if you can fix me.. make me remember then do it, and don't stop until you have brought back everything." He felt her hesitation before she spoke again "okay, but if your mind is damaged beyond my control I don't know what will happen to you." Now the copper blood paused and gulped back the lump in his throat. "Do it." He said a bit unsure. Suddenly he felt himself fall deep into his own mind and a splitting headache began to tear through his mind. A memory appeared of himself looking up at a sky, then another of his lusis lying dead at his feet. Small memory's of his life before everything. Suddenly he was standing in a village of low bloods being forced to give the high bloods everything. Then one memory of himself speaking to a group of low bloods whom cheered for him, who agreed that this oppression was unwanted and unneeded.
He almost couldn't believe it nor could he bare the pain it brought his mind. Everything began to shake around him and a blinding white light was all he would see now. He felt himself floating but the pain was still there. He started to pant hoping the oxygen to his brain would help with the pain. He felt cold as he sobbed and panted harder.
It didn't take long for the Capricorn to find the little Taurus's laying on the forest floor. His blood trail was quite easy to follow , but what the high blood didn't expect to see was the pain on the other trolls face and labored breathing. This almost made him panic with fear. For a moment he thought the little troll was dying but was relieved to see the wounds he had inflicted from their fight and hate fucking were healing fine and no more blood was being lost. He had taken the little troll back to his cave hive to rest near he warm fire he was cooking on. "My little fairy fuck... You better be okay, motherfucker. I will not let you die unless it's directly through my hands." He whispered in his ear. His large hand moved over the little trolls cheek. He leaned forward and placed his lips against the smaller trolls with a gentle kiss.
In the blinding white void he felt the sweet kiss on his cheek. "Mindfang?" His thoughts echoed in the emptiness. "No, the lips are too rough. Then... High blood? No way. Why?" He felt his body tense with pain and he arched his back from how unbearable it was. He screamed and tears fell from his eyes. Something wet and warm was placed on his forehead. It took away a bit of the pain but not as quickly as he would like. A voice softly whispered something incoherently. it was a woman's voice as sweet as could be. "what... who's voice is that?" "My darling, I'm sorry I had put you through this pain. forgive me. I will be with you soon. just remember everything that has been unlocked in your mind. be carful of that beast. he has you once again." "Wait, who has me? Grand high blood? if so what do I.." just before he could finish that thought his eyes opened. the cave walls were the first thing he saw. the Taurus's brown eyes shifted to the right and he jumped in fear when he saw the painted face of the high blood looking down on him. he jumped and immediately regretted it. pain shot through his head like one of those clubs through an innocent low blood grub. his trembling hands held his head trying to relieve the pain as a wet rag fell onto his lap.
strong hands gently took the summoners. gently the thumbs caressed the knuckles of each hand. "Summy, I..." the grand high blood began to say before the smaller troll looked him in the eyes a bit confused. the taller troll cleared his throat nervously and took in a breath as if to calm himself a bit. "Grand high blood?" he asked a bit too kindly for his liking. why doesn't he just run? why is he letting this murderous clown troll hold his hands so gently and sweet? just looking at that painted face should make him sick to his stomach. so why doesn't his stomach turning like it normally should?