Chapter 15

Hunter ???

Red mixed with black in the most beautiful way, is what I used to think. Not anymore though. The screaming people, the blood running down their bodies washing away their very being until they no longer remember what they are. They don't remember they are people. They don't remember their families, that cried for them when they went missing years back.

After we destroyed what once was beautiful and innocent, we welcomed them into our camps for training. There we switched what memories they had into an array of obey or be punished.

What hope they had while being welcomed with opened arms quickly burns like there coven.

It used to bring me joy to watch the chaos. There used to be a certain beauty to it. The strategy and teamwork it took to make everything crumble, was such a sight to watch. Not to mention it brought a sense of control and purpose to my life.

Don't get me wrong, I still love watching it. It's just getting boring now. It's like watching the same movie play over and over again from the sidelines.

Maybe that's why it's getting boring, I only plan the strategy. I don't go out and do things. Perhaps I should ask the general if I can break them myself. I don't want to be the puppet master anymore, I want to be the master and the puppet at the same time.

I nodded at the young trainy that I passed in the hallway I was walking down. I think his name is James, but I have no idea.

James smile was so happy when I, his superior, acknowledged him. That's how the weeker should respond. If only the Fae understood that rule.

I made my way to my office. The place where I ruined the whole world with just a few words, and some big names to back me up. The Fae never stood a chance.

What's the point of having magic if all your going to use it for is healing? They had so few warriors it made me laugh. That's what you get for being a peaceful people.

I can't wait to destroy that innocence that you hold so dearly.

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Thomas's POV ♤

I enjoy spending time with my kidnappers.

Fuck it. I enjoy their presence period. I blame the "mate" bond they said we shared. I can't even ignore it's existence.

Now, I don't love them. I will NEVER love them. I will just mildly enjoy them.

I finally started to accept the fact that I'm stuck here, and this mother fuckers decided to try and make me choose. Like I could ever choose between them. I don't hate their personality equally.

I even kissed both of them, in a sex with clothes make out session. I'm a whore, but is it so bad if I really enjoyed it? I'm starting to think all the sluts in the world got the right idea. At least they get to have a little bit of fun before they are pushed into emotional turmoil.

Flopping down on the bed face down I continued my slow descent into insanity. I found that whacking your head with a pillow can be quite therapeutic.

I didn't hear Mike opening the door and slowly slinking his way into my room. Maybe it's not Mike, maybe it's what's his name. I know it starts with a "D".

I only noticed him when he latched onto my sides and growled, "How are you love."

I rolled my eyes.

"Looks l-l-like we're back to the growling caveman talk." I mumbled quietly. If he wasn't a Fae, he wouldn't have heard me.

He rolled next to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I hope my face isn't too red. "Thanks love. I looooove being judged on my voice."

"No p-problem babe" I said with a cheeky wink. I love messing with him.

He wacked me in the head with a pillow, then wrapped me in his arms in some strange wrestling position. His right arm wrapped around my neck/head, and my arms behind my back between my legs. Don't get me started on my legs. I didn't know they could bend towards my back that far.

When the hell did I become this flexible?

Struggling didn't do me much good. No matter how much I kicked, I didn't get anywhere near free. Stupid human strength.

"Let me g-go you fucking lion!" I screamed. I'm about ready to bite his arm so he'll let me go.

"A lion hmmm," he hummed, like the asshole he is. "Does that make you a bunny?"

"I ain't no peter cot-cottontail you fucktard!" I really hate him sometimes.

He was laughing when Axel walked into the room holding soup. I had asked him for it earlier, cause I'm cold. Axel looked less than amused.

He was the only thing that could make the wrestling thing better. Him and soup, and now he's here. My nonexistent prayers were answered.

His arms were crossed, as he leaned against the doorway. His full lips puckered in disdain. Thick black eyebrows arched with semi glaring chocolate brown eyes to match. His dark complexion.

He looks hot.

"Is that my s-soup?" I asked pointing my finger behind me back toward what I hoped was the soup. I could only do that because my body twisted a tad bit during my struggles.

"Only if you can get up and take it." He shrugged. His anger was definitely aimed towards Mike. Although it seemed to take a bit of a playful shape.

Oh my nonexistent god, they are just playing with me.

"That's not fair. I'm s-stuck." I pleaded to him with my eyes.

"Beg." Mike said. He looked confused when Axel first walked in, but he caught on now. A smirk played on his lips.

"S-s-screw both of you" I growled. It was an imitation of Mike when he's trying to be hot.

"You will love," he paused. "Just not before you eat the soup I slaved over, for like 2 minutes."

"So I don't have to ch-choose?" Goddamn it mouth! Why can't you stay shut for once?

I guess some things never change, I grumbled in my mind.

My words took them by surprise. It was clear as day. Mike was the first to speak.

"Not unless you want too."

"What?"

Axel looks like he's panicking. Something must've happened between them to make this happen. Michael didn't look nearly, or even at all, as frightened as Axel. If anything he looked a bit pleased by Axel's reaction.

"I mean, whatever you want my dear." He said to try and redeem himself.

This was a whole new side that I had never seen of them before. It intrigued me.

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A/N:

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