a/n WARNING! mentions of blood and other explicit gore (mild for me but i dont know about on your own perspective on this), may trigger existing trauma
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gulf: ummnnnn.... whe... where am i? (clank... drip... drip) whats this? (rattle of chains on his hands and knees) (felt a pinch of pain from his hand)
voice: oh youre already awake... (someone sitting down near him)
gulf: who... who are you? what do you want?
voice: wow. are you that groggy that you cant even recognize your own father heh, gulf?
gulf: huh? da... dad? (shivered in terror)
dad: yuuuup! (shlurp) funny how your blood taste gulf. its like honey but it isnt. its like an oasis for someone deprived of water for a very long time (shlurp)
gulf: what are you talking about dad?
dad: heh? didnt you hear me? (gripped gulfs hair) are you even listening to me you FAG! your blood is soooooo delicious, im wondering how youll gonna last after im done with you! marcus was right, you know. your dumb!
gulf: marcus? elder marcus?
dad: duh! like you didnt see this coming already.
voice: enough!
both looked at the cells door
dad: oh!!!! marcus! come on! lets enjoy the feast!
marcus went near gulfs dad
marcus: i said enough!
BANG! marcus smacked the guys head on the rough wall splattering blood everywhere
dad: how... how could you do this to me marcus!
marcus: enough you blabbermouth! even in death you still cant hold you tongue!
gulf: how... how could you this to us elder? we trusted you. youre my parents friend. how could you betray them?
marcus: friend? really? i never treated them as such gulf. not since your mom betrayed me. not since your mom had you!
gulf: wha? (gulf cant retort more because every passing seconds that blood drips from his aching hand, he grew more weaker)
marcus: yeah, you heard me right. it was supposed to be me who was standing next to your mother not your stupid ass of a father, gulf! it was supposed to be me who gained that position of a ruler! it was supposed to be me! i was promised to her and to the throne but no... your mom let herself be consumed of her own dumb feelings for your father, leaving me in the mud! i was gonna let things go when she got pregnant with you but after i learned about your ancestral powers and how it works. i got intrigued. the key was your familys blood, gulf! LITERALLY! the fountain of youth! do you think i could live this long without your parents help? (grinned)
gulf: you... you siphoned them off? how sick could you get marcus! (nauseous)
marcus: sick? not really... ive never been sick after i took your parents oh-so-loving donation. actually, i was nervous a couple of months ago because im running out of supply. my comrades, too. they are running out of it. ever since the goddess, prophesized your return, i was sincerely glad! dont worry, i wont kill you. i need you as my factory. and by the way, you wont need mew anymore, do you? ill just dispose of him for you.
gulf: NOOOOO!!! dont even think about touching him you monster!
marcus: too late... i already did!
gulf: no.... MEW!!!!!
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Blessed Moon
FantasyA story of legend, fate and love. Mew Suppasit, a true blood alpha, honed as the next Alpha of the Riverwolf Pack. CEO of multiple companies, stern, stoic and cold to those who opposed him but... a prophecy made him mush as he fell in love with an...