Tainted Chapter 10
Tainted
Pairing: Vam
Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again.
Prologue:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/592.html
Chapter 1:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/958.html
Chapter 2 & 3: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1131.html
Chapter 4 & 5: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1528.html
Chapter 6 & 7: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1691.html
Chapter 8: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2042.html
Chapter 9: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2218.html
Chapter 10
It was later in the afternoon than Ville had hoped when he arrived at the Budwa estate. He cursed himself for taking so long.
Ville sprinted up the large steps to the mansion. Just as he lifted his knuckles to knock on the pale white door, it opened under his touch. He was greeted by two younger women extravagantly dressed and an older woman, most likely their mother.
“Prince Ville,” said the mother silkily, “What a surprise”
“Prince Ville” the younger two said in chorus. Ville, in his stressed and desperate mood, couldn’t help likening the two to pigs.
Ville bowed, “Ladies”
“To what do we owe the pleasure?” the mother said, a glint of mischief in her eye as her gaze flickered to her daughters.
“I have come to see a servant of the household on a rather important matter; his name is Brendan Margera I do believe”
“I’m sorry Prince Ville, but we don’t house anyone by that name” the older pig commented.
Ville frowned, “Oh? But I do believe I met this one, he ran away and was re-captured”
The mother’s lip curled over her teeth in an attempt to smile, however it turned out more like a snarl, “Emily is right my lord, we do not have any servant by that name”
Ville sighed and ran high fingers through his long brown hair, “Do you know the penalties for lying to the monarchy?” he said, his eyes locking onto those of the younger pig.
She gave a slight squeak and looked desperately at her mother.
The smile faded somewhat and repeated, “I’m sorry Prince Ville, but we do not house anyone by that name. Nor have we lost a servant in the past 10 years”
Ville gave another sigh, if they refused to quit their game then he would play along, “Forgive me for the intrusion ladies, I seem to have been misinformed” he said as he saw Brutus in the corner of his eye.
“Is there anything else we can help you with?” the mother asked, her gaze again flicking to her daughters.
Ville smiled politely and answered, “No, thank you for your time but I must be leaving now”
Each of the women curtsied, “Farewell your highness” they said in union.
Ville gave a slight nod and descended the steps; he jumped on his horse and retreated to the trees.
“Lying bastards” he snarled to himself. He knew Bam was there, he could feel it. It was like his heart could feel his very presence.
Ville looked to the sky between the leaves that branched out above him, it would be nightfall soon. He could use the cover of the darkness to slip into the dungeon, where he assumed they would hold a servant to be punished. He became infuriated with the thought of his Bam chained up, his free spirit confined to those harsh, stone walls. What infuriated him even more was that he couldn’t do anything until night came…
Under the cloak of darkness Ville sprinted across the field. After watching the guards for the past few hours, he had noticed Brutus continuously going to a certain part of the estate. And so, in desperate hope that it would be where he could find his Bam, Ville rushed to that point after watching Brutus leave.
His hope was not misplaced, and as he slowly opened the large, daunting door he was greeted by the familiar set up of most dungeons. From where he was standing, it appeared to be empty.
Descending the stairs softly, he called out as softly as he could, “Bam? Bam are you in here?”
There was a long silence, but then he heard a soft, slurred answer, “Prince Ville?”
Ville descended the steps two at a time and rushed to come face-to-face with the person he’d been yearning to see.
Bam didn’t look good. He had blood running from his nose and his mouth, an eye was so bruise that it was swollen to the point where Bam couldn’t see from it. He hung there from the chains completely naked, his bruising skin covered in gooseflesh.
“How many times do I have to tell you, it’s just Ville” he said with a forced smile, not completely able to hide his worry from Bam.
“What are you doing here?” Bam asked, ignoring Ville’s comment.
“I came to rescue you,” Ville said hurriedly, remembering he was on borrowed time, “But we have to hurry, the guards don’t know I’m here, they wouldn’t let me see you… tried to tell me that they didn’t know who you were” he muttered under his breath, busying himself with the chains around Bam’s wrists.
“Prince Ville, no!” Bam hissed, “You have to leave, if the guards catch you… it won’t matter if you’re the prince, they’ll beat you”
“I don’t care,” Ville hissed back, “I’m getting you out of here”
No sooner had he said that when the door burst open, “Hey bitch, the Budwa’s want me to see how tame you are now…” a voice drifted from the doorway.
Heavy footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs. Bam whimpered as a face came around the corner. It was Brutus.
He frowned at Ville’s form, “What the bloody hell are you doing here?”
Ville held his head high, “I am the Prince, and I demand you release this servant at once”
Brutus chuckled, “Oh you demand do you?” he walked over to Ville, putting his face so close to the prince’s that he could feel the man’s foul-smelling breath on his cheek, “Prince or no prince, that little asshole is staying”
“Do you wish to infuriate the monarchy?” Ville threatened, suddenly wondering where his fear had gone.
“I don’t give a shit about your monarchy. Alls I know is that I’ve been told to keep everyone but my boys away from here, an’ I don’t make exceptions for some high class kid”
Before Ville could reply he felt large rough hands descend upon him, picking him up and throwing him out of the dungeon.
“Now piss off!” yelled Brutus, “Cause if I catch you again there’ll be hell to pay!” he waited until Ville was in the trees before turning back around to re-enter the dungeon.
Bam whimpered as he faced Brutus again.
Brutus crossed his large arms across his chest, “So, we still misbehaving eh?”
Bam held his head high, trying desperately not to show the fear that shot threw him.
Brutus grinned, “All the more fun for me”
A/N woot another chapter, another distraction from schoolwork for a while *sweatdrop* anywho, comments are loved ^.^