Hey my little nekos.
How's everyone doing.
I just wanted to thank everyone again for reading this story.
A few months ago I just wanted this story to be a one shot. But with the amount of people that actually liked it, I decided to catty on. Thank you guys so much.
Now.
Without further adoooo.
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Dark pov
It's been a couple of days now and still no sign of where Anti is.
I plop down on the couch rubbing my temples with my thumb and forefinger, trying to collect my thoughts.
I've slept a total 3 hours since he was kidnapped, and that was basically just closing my eyes for some time.
I get up again, pushing away the dizziness I feel as I grab a glass of water and splash it on my face. Then get another glass of water and drink it.
Yay I'm 90% awake again.
Nothing matters now, the most important thing is to find him.
My Anti.
Anti pov
I slightly open my eyes as I hear a door being opened and closed. I hardly had any energy to even breath at this point.
I was sitting on the floor with my hands tied to a pole behind me.
Scars marked the entirety of my body.
Whips and slaps and knives andbaseball bats being the cause of them.
"Hello darling, ready for our session,"
I hate his voice so much, I wish that stupid thick skull of his was bashed in with that baseball bat.
"Go fook yourself," I say in barely a whisper, my voice still gone from the constant screaming over the
past-however long I've been here.
"Well that's not very nice, after all this time you still haven't learnt your lesson. You know if you decide to be nice to me, you get food."
I almost forgot about food. The pain in my stomach was hardly as bad as the pain everywhere else, so it was quite easy to ignore.
"I don't need your fookin food, let me the fook go you bastard!" I try yell as hard as I could.
"Tsk Tsk, oh Anti,
Your so strong. I don't know if I'll ever be able to break you, but I promise you I will try my best and won't give up." he walks over to a table that has all sorts of torture devices.
Whips, knives, finger crushers, brass knuckles, and who could forget the always lovely, baseball bat.
He picks up the whip and walks towards me. He undies me and makes me stand, well, more like tying my hands to a hook attached to the ceiling making me basically hang from it. I flinch as I hear the whip cracking next to me, teasing me of what's to come.
A few more of these going around me before he starts whipping me again.
"Because of your bad behaviour, we're gonna do 10. Start counting," he says as the first crack hits my back.
I arch my back and bite my lip, causing it to start bleeding.
"One," I whisper out, I'm surprised I haven't died yet from lose of blood yet.
The whip hits me again, this time on my leg calf, I twitch.
"Two,"
"T-Three,"
"....F-f-our,"
"......," I can't do it anymore.
"Aw you stopped counting, guess we'll have to start over again," he says, I feel his grin as he bores his eyes into me and starts again.
After having to start over three times now, my vision starts fading.
"Dark.........help me," I silently whisper before I pass out.
Dark pov
I sit on the couch with my head in my hands. My brain starting to think I should give up. I slap myself. No Dark, you will find him.
"Dark,"
I stand up immediately, was that......Anti's voice?
"Anti?" I call out. I don't hear a respond and sit down, passing it off as a side affect to not sleeping in so long.
"Help me,"
Ok, I definitely heard that, it's not a dream.
I can hear Anti, he sounded so tired and scared.
My Anti, hang in there I'm coming.
I open the front door and shoot into the air. I don't know where I'm going, but hearing his voice gave me the motivation and energy I needed.
I flew towards a forest that I didn't really check that much before.
As I'm hovering over the trees I stop suddenly.
I CAN SMELL HIM.
I quickly pick up the scent and fly towards it. I land by an abandoned shack that was almost hidden.
I open the door slightly, not seeing anyone I open it completely, trying to stay as silent as possible.
I looked around, not finding anything, but I can smell blood and sweat and....ANTI.
The scent draws me to a door I can only assume leads to the basement.
I put my ear to the door and listen.
I can hear the crack of a whip connecting with flesh and the small mutter of... Numbers?
"We're not stopping until you count to ten you know that right," I hear and oddly familiar voice say.
"O-one... *crack* two *crack* three"
I hear the almost silent whisper of Anti.
My blood boils as my anger rises.
"I'm coming," I say as I break the door down.
Anti pov
We've been doing this for so long.
I've been trying to fight so hard to the darkness that's on the brink of consuming me.
"I'm coming,"
I hear the faint, deep voice of Dark say. Was that real or was I imagining things.
My vision started to fade again.
Every sound and sight and feeling become numb.
I hear the muffled sound of a door breaking down.
I wonder what that is.
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Dun
Dun
Duuuuuuuuuuunnnn.
Oooo what's gonna happen next. So exiting.
So a lot of you seemed to really like the Q&A. And even though there were only four questions it was still fun.
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