Adam: *I'm busy scolding Sophia when Tony walks back in, eyes black as night.* Tony, what are you doing here.
Tony: Good to see you're doing something about it.
Adam: I'm sorry I really am-
Tony: Give me her papers right now. There will be no trouble if you do.
Sophia: Excuse me?! NO!
Tony: *I take her by her wrist hard and pull her down.* Yes and then we can begin to tame that personality of yours.
Adam: Why would you do this? I don't even have her papers! I don't know who owned her last because I found her!
Tony: ....Oh this is just too easy, you didn't just reach in and grab them? Didn't want to make her feel that? *I take her by the collar and bury my hand swiftly in her chest. She screams so loud I wish I had a free hand to shut her up. I finally pull out a clean piece of parchment and throw her back down, intact.* Now lets see here
Adam: This can't be happening, you have Vera, Tony what about her?
Tony: Oh Sophia is going to be her pet. Her first one, I'm so proud of her. And she's going to be so mean to her for all the nasty things the whore said to her. And whore she is, look at this list of past owners, I count ten in 5 years...one of which.....
Adam: What?
Tony: Mark? My father? *I am a little stunned and so is Adam but I use the opportunity to take Sophia by the neck and flash her back to the palace.*
Vera: *As we flash back to hell I am in awe.* Can you believe that!?
Tony: *I take a deep sigh trying to calm down but I can feel my skin getting so hot.* I wouldn't let you talk to me like that, never mind him or that slut.
Vera: *I look back to see him making singe marks in the carpet.* Are you going to be ok?
Tony: *I take a minute as my head is making plans like a machine.* How would you...as a special present *I take her arm lightly and run my fingers over the needle pricks* for being so very brave, like to have your own pet. And before you protest, angel, just listen. You could do whatever you'd like to this girl, any aggression, desire, task you wish. She's cute, I know you thought it too.
Vera: But you saw her she is so rough.
Tony: Angel, you're a demon now and she's still just a human. I could train her if you like, but I think you would enjoy it. I'd like to watch that in fact....
Vera: *I laugh* I bet you would. I could put her in her place that's for sure...
Tony: You could walk her around on a collar for all I care, just give me permission.
Vera: Well...alright. Yes, but how would you get her?
Tony: I am going to rough the hell into her. *I kiss her and flash back to Adams.*
Tony: *Me and Vera arrive as Sophia steps over with a glass of water in her hands* Oh, pacing yourself I see?
Sophia: Of course, Master Adam said he was having a special guest, so he thought it would be a good idea to slow down.
Adam: *Oh perfect Sophia, that was definitely the right choice of words. If you wanted to get us both killed that is.*
Tony: Well, he said that did he? *I glance over to Vera*
Sophia: I assume he meant you...you are the king aren't you?
Adam: *I put my hand on her back after handing them both a drink* Of course I meant them both, darling.
Tony: I bet he meant my beautiful wife
Adam: *She might not show it at first but she's offended. Sophia looks at Vera, glances at me and with a look of disgust, or maybe just jealousy replies...*
Sophia: I bet he most certainly did not.
Tony: *I start laughing pretty hard* Damn, love a little spitfire like that, Adam where did you find a slave with so much attitude.
Adam: *I pinch her side* Why don't you go and make us a few drinks, more white russians perhaps. *She scurries off toward the kitchen quite obviously displeased, and Vera is just standing there not making a peep* I apologize for her, she is a wild one.
Tony: Humans, you can't blame them for acting so foolish.
Vera: *I let out a laugh at that but quickly realize I'm not even human anymore.* Can you really say Demons act so much better?
Adam: OH AND HERE SHE IS WITH THE DRINKS *SAVED!*
Sophia: So what should I call you both? King and Queen? Your majesty's?
Vera: My name's Vera, you can call me Vera, please do not call me queen. And I'm just wondering how you two met? You're not exactly Adams type and well, you do seem awfully young. And your name is....
Sophia: Sophia. I didn't know that he had a type. Are you more his type then? Married, and high profile royalty? I am young your highness, but I am not as naive as most human women down here, and I seem to remember that you were almost a full human when you were originally crowned. Are those the marks where they pumped the blood in. *I point to her arms as she puts them behind her* Well I suppose you can't have everything.
Tony: Excuse me little girl, you do not talk to my wife like that. I have half the mind to punish you right here with permission or not from your master. A little slut like yourself should not be spouting her mouth off to strangers.
Vera: *I blush as he defends me. This is odd, he's usually not the one protecting me*
Adam: But she did come off kind of condescending toward Sohpie here.
Tony: Do not act like she is something special just because you actually found her. And where did you find her, she looks a little fat, something you must have picked out of the trash I assume.
Adam: Sophia, please excuse me but you were out of line, with that being said...
You two can both get the fuck out of my house. Vera, you're a cunt now, and you don't even want to leave Tony, you never wanted that. I was so stupid to think we could ever work out because deep down you are just as heartless and bitter as he is. So please just go back to being a punching bag and forget you knew me.
Tony, I can understand you defending your wife but damn, when she's bruised under all those pretty clothes and they are all from you it really interferes with your argument. Also, I am sorry this girl here has an incredible ass to offend all the assless wonders we have in our lives.
Vera: Have fun fucking babies
Adam: Oh babe, I fucked you when you were so much younger than this so don't even start that you slut. Go be jealous and let your husband bruise you up real good some more I am sick and tired of this shit, this fucking mind game you have had me playing for years. "I love Tony but I'm love the attention you and all the boys throw me so of course I'll let you kiss me" Fucking gag me.
Adam: [Mixing cocktails with Sophia. Such a good pet, she's learning recipes to make me. Alcohol does not have any real effect on me, unless I am drinking extremely copious amounts. She's learning her 5th drink of the night, a simple white russian. She's getting drunk quick, such a young thing, but it's cute.] So you strain it into the glass, we're serving it over ice so it's nice and cold for a while. Now we can garnish it with a cherry...and now isn't that pretty.
Sophia: [I can't help but to giggle. We are making these drinks so strong] So you feel anything?
Adam: Not really. Not like you [I ruffle her hair] you going to be all right there killer?
Sophia: Oh, master, I can handle my liquor.
Adam: Quite...[She chose to call me master all on her own. Sometimes it is master adam or sir, but still it is quite nice to have such established dominance and respect at the same time. I ponder this for a second. I mean I feel a little like Tony... honestly and-]
Tony: [A pillar of fire stands in his kitchen as I shake off the flames from my jacket. I can't help how I teleport unfortunately] I heard you call me...
Adam: ...I literally....just thought your name once.
Tony: Oh, well...are you busy? Oh and who might this be?
Adam: Oh right, this is my new pet Sophia. She's a little tipsy, haha. But she is a good girl huh?
Sophia: [I nod my head] Master, I am a good girl.
Tony: Well isn't she lovely. Would you mind if I and Vera came over for a bit? We'll be good, she just misses old times I think.
Adam: the thought of Vera here near Sophia...slightly scares me.
Tony: Angel, and I mean just that. I know this blood they've been pumping into your veins feels awfully strange but....it's better this way.
Vera: [His face makes me gag. I am no longer human just some genetically engineered demon. A science experiment to appease citizens.]
Tony: Don't be that way angel, look at all we have, look at our country. [I bite her ear with little response] Come on, why don't you just rest? I have business to attend to but I will be back by dawn-
Vera: Did you know Adam has a new pet?
Tony: ...oh? Where did you hear that?
Vera: I overheard Tom and Shaun talking about it....
Tony: I haven't really heard much about him lately.
Vera: I'm just...happy for him
Tony: [I give her a big kiss she can't avoid and she even giggles, I swear, like old times. Her youth is coming back it's remarkable.] I'll see you in a bit, angel.

And I hope when the pit comes this year he comes back with a vengeance.

I hope he twists his long bony fingers into my veins,

fingernails made of the cleanest surgical steel.

He can eat me up slowly, savor each bite of my sanity.

I’ll go mad by January.

Oh and that white bitch, I hope the drugs she has this time

will knock me onto my back…

With a thud…

NyQuil won’t do it honey.

That old familiar feeling of a lump in my throat.
Cruise control of the brains.
What do we even think at this point.

We think about how nice…
We would look in caskets…
In silk dresses……

Tony: How is everyone? I haven't seen or heard from anyone.
John: Everyone is fine, they...wish you the best.
Tony: Ha, don't lie to me
John: Well, Vera and all, I mean Christ, it's like she's half dead every other day, you don't even give her a chance to breathe...
Tony: I don't know why she stays with me.
John: You make her, what are you so afraid of that you have to beat her to stay with you.
Tony: How do YOU do it. Knowing that everyone and their brother fucked Freya. That she was a slave before this, a pet. You used to beat the hell out of her. *he gulps hard and looks genuinely hurt*
John: I couldn't trust her around...
Tony: Around me, correct, now Vera is much in the same way. I am just protective. I mean god forbid Adam was to start talking to her or something.
John: Ha, fat chance, he has this new pet, a feisty girl, mmmh and the body on this one, I swear.
Tony: Oh really?
John: I think she's spanish...
Tony: An angel?
John: No, more human than our girls even. Full 100% human youngin'
Tony: How old?
John: I would say 17 the least and 20 tops, I didn't really ask. Hey, you alright? You have this crazy look...
Tony: I'm fine...Don't tell Vera.
John: Uh god you're sick, I know what you have planned just by looking at you.
Tony: What, little old me?
Adam: *I've been digging around I suppose you could say, I have not been feeling so good in fact. So I've been looking for trouble, I have been in some bad parts of hell as of late. It's in one of those very slums that I'm in right now buying a little bit of cocaine for old time sakes. This large burly demon hands me my bag, I hand him his money and with a grunt he walks away. I take a bump right there, on second thought make that three. Hell is alive at this time of night, just a little after 11:30. I think I'm about to go get a pack of nice cigars, maybe a drink even.
And that is when the drugs start to either make me hallucinate or- well no I have to be imaging this.
A girl...is just laying outside a back alley door, propped up against the brick wall. She is bleeding profusely.
This would be all well and fine but demons don't bleed like this girl is. Humans bleed like this. And I could tell demon blood from the smell, but this is just a couple levels above putrid...or human blood you could say.
Now I am sobering up quickly, or rather making myself, but I remain calm.
This girl is young, 19 tops, with exceptionally beautiful curves.
I could easily just drink her blood, and mosey on, but what's the fun in that, I want to know why she's in hell. * Hey *I kick her foot a little her eyes flutter open* Oh hello there beautiful. *She spits on me.* Oh hey, what did you do that for? Now come on, I was being polite. What are you doing in Hell, shouldn't you be up in the real world? Not dying in some alley? *She spits on me again and in one motion I pick her straight up to her feet clutching her raggedy shirt in my fist.* Stop fucking spitting on me. I am being extremely kind and you are dying...and human. Please know your place. *She doesn't even look scared. I put her down she's leans on the wall, but drops like a leaf.* Jesus Christ... What's your name? Hey, girl, what is your name?
Sophia:
Adam: Well that is beautiful...NO DO NOT SPIT ON ME AGAIN *I stop her before she can* Fuck I should have just let you die.
Sophia: Do it, I don't need you, scum.
Adam: WHAT?!?! YOU'RE THE HUMAN IN HELL, I'M NO SCUM DARLING.
Sophia: *This could be the end, I'm bleeding more than I thought I was and now this man is mocking me.*
Adam: Oh no, I am not mocking you, I could heal you right now, but goddamn I feel like you should be taught a lesson for spitting on me. It's hard to get big wads of spit out of a jacket you know, and one of such nice quality, Jesus Christ.
Sophia: *I close my eyes as he towers above, lecturing me on the sanitation of saliva on clothing.*
Adam: Ahh, I can't leave you here like this. *I grab hold of her rude little wrist and in a flash we are at my apartment.* Uhhg-God- *She is bleeding all over my floor* Shiiiiiiiit. *I put her in the bath tub, and take one of my razors out. I cut my wrist, just a nick, and pour that warm little surprise right into her gullet. *
Sophia: *I let out a long gasp as I feel tissue repair itself. I am all too familiar with this process. My old master would do the same thing. And the awful sleepiness you get after the whole ordeal...*
Adam: Ahaaa, so you are a slave. *She's asleep by this point....(TOO LONG TIME FOR A SECOND TEXT BOX.)

ADAM:

*I swear to god that it’s been raining since forever. I’m just thinking now, you know I’m just thinking all the thoughts that I can’t stand to hold in. I don’t know why I feel like such shit I think that I’m going to kill myself I don’t know what to live for anymore. It’s not even that I want to because I’m sad I want to just…I’m so bored, what’s more for me here….*

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Tony: *She’s tied up, screaming. I swear she’s never looked more beautiful…gagged and crying pained…* Angel, I just want to ehhh play doctor a little bit. *I run a scalpel up and down her thigh not to cut just to scare her, it’s easy. I knick her here and there. Cutting her clothes off just little by little. No no, I’m not going to rape her, just toss her brains around a bit…give her a good dose of fear.* I wonder darling, if I cut open your chest. Right…here*I run the blade over her heart* will we see how the absence of your heart has made things run…*It doesn’t work that way of course, she still has a heart, it’s just not real…if you saw it it would be black, pure black, it’s like a property tag…* I love you so much darling…*I cut the ropes restraining her and leave her.*