The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer : A heartul monsters

His hands have done so much crimes. Though he refused, though he disagreed, he was never allowed to make his own choice. He was forced to make his hands dirty, forced to do something inhuman. If Zylen could even have any escape in his mind, a small room of comfort, he could only think of his son. He is growing.. the last time he saw the baby, the small soul was crying. He is terribly worried about him, but what could he do as his wrists and ankles were chained. His gaze fixed to the floor below, knowing how futile his chances are, how he should just surrender to his fate.

It was so quiet, yet he heard so many yelling and voices. Despite those he seems really calm, in truth he is just too tired for everything he had faced.

The last time he saw his son was yesterday right?

If he behave he should be able to meet him today. Just how much he wanted to embrace that small soul.

A step.

Zylen heard it and remained frozen on his spot, he should avoid from making any moves he shouldn't. The creaking slowly made it's way closer and closer. And when the door has finally opened Zylen pressed his lids tight, needing to adjust to the lighting.

After a few seconds, he heard his baby cooing and it made him shot his head up, wanted to see the beautiful small soul.

William handed the baby over to him, which has already started kicking and throwing happily as he saw his father, the baby was slowly placed sitting on his father's laps. He is getting heavier and more playful. William watch how Zylen hugged the baby, kissing him like he haven't seen him for months. The baby chuckles with each kiss his father planted on his face. Zylen hugged the small soul, keeping him close. Why does he felt like he haven't seen him for more than a few days?

It doesn't took long before William break the silence, "Zylen, about those videos. This time there's another request" he spoke firm and as he watch the boy turn his head slowly to look at him, seems a little afraid.

"This time it's a liver. Don't worry I'll boil it for you beforehand, it won't be that chewy and nasty at least"

What video? What liver? Zylen had no clue what is he talking about. Worries was clearly seen in his eyes as he watch his master walk away. But he switch his attention to his baby when he look up to him, patting his face in playful manner, and in a split second he saw something that makes his heart dropped. The face of his small angel was marked with blood. Almost in a panic manner he touch the blood only to realise it doesn't come from the baby. The baby was not harmed, evidently with how he enjoy his father touching his face, laughing innocently at the gentle contact. Still, his breathing pace has yet to calm down. He look down to his own hand and found flood on his fingers, inevitably he saw blood on the smaller palms as well.

Slowly he raised his hand to touch his jaw

Blood

There's so many of it. Yet he was not in horrid state, he had faced too much to recognise what kind of injury would cause such amount of blood. And at his current state right now, he is not harmed in such manner, at least not until such manner. He is wounded, it was undeniable with constant beatings and abuse that has been treated like a daily routine towards him, but he still fine enough to move. Spare his ability to stand since he had lost it.

The baby watch his father staring into nothing, then down towards his hands again as if he is thinking of something. His small hands immediately made it's way to his father's face, patting his cheeks once again and giggles with how fast he turn to look at him with concerned look on his face, frowning in confusion.
Yet his father never refused to soften his eye upon his baby, the big blue eyes saw how his father's eye soften then he saw him reaching out for him. And this time he wanted to play with his father, he crawls away a bit, then chuckles with how his father failed to reach him. He looked at him in confusion but soften his eye back on the small angel.