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Christopher woke up, and frowned, feeling his bed surprisingly cold.
His dark blue eyes widened, wide and afraid in the cold morning light that was pouring in through the large windows in his estate.
"Cold?" His bed hadn't been cold since...
..since the last time Puck had been gone. The little fireling had always made his bed toasty..her bod emitting gentle warmth that seeped into his bones and calmed his soul. But...but where was she?
He turned over, seeing the note on the side of his bed, and jumped into a sitting position, snatching the note from the end table.
Dear Chris,
So sorry to leave you hanging, but our master requested to see the little bitch before I killed her.
Ta,
Steven
Chris snarled, crushing the note and hurrying to his closet. Just how long had she been there...could she...could she be dead already? He stopped, took a breath. "No..no you're not dead....you better not be..."
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His eyes, a light green color that only blazed contempt, stared down into wide, fearful brown ones, the color of mud, Puck knelt where she'd been thrown, and Steven stood behind, a dark smirk on his face. He'd been itching to kill her since he'd woken up this morning...and now, well, the dog was straining at his leash.
"...You know, my darling...you're quite the mystery." He stood, his beautiful and yet twisted face focused solely on her. "You let people walk all over you..you barely raise a fuss...and...and you could actually forgive Christopher for all th things he's done to you."
Puck closed her eyes, trying hard not to shake. "I...I love him."
The Corrupter gave short bark of laughter. "You love him? Such a trite thing to say...you humans and your...love." He gave a small smile. "To think...he wouldn't even have been enslaved to me...if not for you.."
Puck's eyes widened. "W...What?"
"'Don't take her...don't. I'll do what you want...just leave her be,'" The Corrupter retorted, playing back Chris' words exactly. "To think...that someone you love...all this misery. For little you."
She cringed away from the thought, looking down. "I didn't ask him to!"
"...You didn't have to. He's too infatuated with you...I can't imagine why though...such a pitiable creature." Puck cringed again, a lick of flame passing down her face. It was apparent tat this kind of thing was going to take hours...and Puck may be broken by the ed of it.
Steven watched, his smug smirk only widening. It was only a matter of time before he got to finish her completely.