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I did flee.

I admit to running.

But I could die so easily! They don’t understand how powerful I could be! Instead they beat me, curse me, call me a bastard when we all are!

So I went to the ruins of a castle that I thought no one would return to.

I was so wrong.

The moment I appeared there I received a sharp kick to my stomach. I was in so much pain already… I cried like anyone, artificial or not, at the pain. And I heard a familiar laughter over me as I fell to the ground in a still steaming pile. My skin burned from the water the space man had poured on me only a few hours before, and my weak organs felt like they were splitting.

The laughter increased when I started crying and whimpering, curling up on the flux infected flooring.

“Now Rythian, running away from us…?”

He purred as he tugged me off the floor by my hair. I had too little strength to fight back, though I wouldn’t dare to do that. None of us would.

“They gave you such a wonderful makeover.. Some new scars to hide under that pesky scarf. Oh look…”

He tugged me up to head level, and I whimpered. I couldn’t do anything but hope he didn’t hurt me anymore, but that was false hope. He always abused me, in more ways than one…

He had that grin on his face, the one that he wears when he’s going to hurt me.

“No scarf, eh? Did your love of fire go too far, you little shit?”

He leaned closer to me and I struggled away, but I only caused more pain to myself as his grip tightened on my oak colored locks.

“Now now Rythian, you know fighting me gets you nowhere...”

He tore the charm that I always have around my neck clean off. He’s not going to let me go without a mark, I knew. And it would be visible, so visible on my neck.

“D-Duncan… please don’t…”

He glares at me and I feel myself flinch away.

“Asking me not to will get you nowhere…”

He leaned over more, face hovering around my boney neck. He bit down roughly, and I unwillingly let out a whine as his teeth tore open my soft skin. He chuckled when he heard me moan when his tongue ran across the mark, licking up my pinkish blood.

“D-duncan…”

He stopped, a smirk on his face.

“I might continue this later, but I need you to get something for me…”

I gulped and shivered when his finger ran down my neck. I nodded. He was teasing me into doing things for him just so he can fuck me for the fun of it and blackmail me so I won’t talk against him.

“Good boy… Now, I need you to deliver me the mad man and space man. We need them for information and DNA for our clones…”

I nodded franticly, and he dropped my charm into my hands before forcefully kissing me, smirking when he pulled me away.

“Try to stay erect when you get back…”

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I did flee.

I admit to running.

But I could die so easily! They don’t understand how powerful I could be! Instead they beat me, curse me, call me a bastard when we all are!

So I went to the ruins of a castle that I thought no one would return to.

I was so wrong.

The moment I appeared there I received a sharp kick to my stomach. I was in so much pain already… I cried like anyone, artificial or not, at the pain. And I heard a familiar laughter over me as I fell to the ground in a still steaming pile. My skin burned from the water the space man had poured on me only a few hours before, and my weak organs felt like they were splitting.

The laughter increased when I started crying and whimpering, curling up on the flux infected flooring.

“Now Rythian, running away from us…?”

He purred as he tugged me off the floor by my hair. I had too little strength to fight back, though I wouldn’t dare to do that. None of us would.

“They gave you such a wonderful makeover.. Some new scars to hide under that pesky scarf. Oh look…”

He tugged me up to head level, and I whimpered. I couldn’t do anything but hope he didn’t hurt me anymore, but that was false hope. He always abused me, in more ways than one…

He had that grin on his face, the one that he wears when he’s going to hurt me.

“No scarf, eh? Did your love of fire go too far, you little shit?”

He leaned closer to me and I struggled away, but I only caused more pain to myself as his grip tightened on my oak colored locks.

“Now now Rythian, you know fighting me gets you nowhere...”

He tore the charm that I always have around my neck clean off. He’s not going to let me go without a mark, I knew. And it would be visible, so visible on my neck.

“D-Duncan… please don’t…”

He glares at me and I feel myself flinch away.

“Asking me not to will get you nowhere…”

He leaned over more, face hovering around my boney neck. He bit down roughly, and I unwillingly let out a whine as his teeth tore open my soft skin. He chuckled when he heard me moan when his tongue ran across the mark, licking up my pinkish blood.

“D-duncan…”

He stopped, a smirk on his face.

“I might continue this later, but I need you to get something for me…”

I gulped and shivered when his finger ran down my neck. I nodded. He was teasing me into doing things for him just so he can fuck me for the fun of it and blackmail me so I won’t talk against him.

“Good boy… Now, I need you to deliver me the mad man and space man. We need them for information and DNA for our clones…”

I nodded franticly, and he dropped my charm into my hands before forcefully kissing me, smirking when he pulled me away.

“Try to stay erect when you get back…”