Yori left the tent again, but Satarou could smell him nearby. It has been a whole night since Satarou had freed the princess. Yori did not want to leave him alone for the whole night.
Breathing at the chance of finally being alone, he turned to glare at Leon, "what did you do to to get captured? Why were you wandering around on Moonstone territory?"
"Whoa, chill down with the questions, princess" Leon put his hands up in defense, "to answer your question, I had ran into a member of your clan. I think his name was Tiny. I visited back with him hoping to check up on you since you were injured, but Tiny said you were missing. I visited Yui instead, and he was really worried about you!"
"That doesn't answer how you got captured!" Satarou snarled.
Frowning, Leon muttered, "I was following a faint trace of your scent. It was at least a week old. It led to the Moonstone territory."
"You idiot! Don't you know this is a dangerous clan? Why would you venture in?" Satarou let out a small growl.
"And what about you?" Leon glared back, "I'm sorry I thought to try and find your spoiled behind! I thought I would drag you back to the clan because Yui was worried, but you obviously don't want my help!"
Sataou glared Leon in the eyes, "I didn't ask for your help! Besides, soon enough, it won't matter anymore. Yui will think i'm dead, and that is how it should be."
Leon froze at that statement. Satarou noticed fear flash across his eyes before the Angel replied, "wait, you don't have any intentions of leaving this clan, do you?"
"I'm sorry, but, no" Satarou replied, his gaze softening up just a little bit. "You shouldn't have come looking for me. You're just going to get hurt."
Leon didn't know what else to say, so he decided to change the topic. "How did you get those tattoos? There is no way you would have had enough time to get tattoos!" Leon paused for a second before studying it carefully, "it isn't a normal tattoo, is it?"
Satarou stayed silent. He was afraid of Leon's reaction.
Leon was starting to feel a bit afraid. "Normal tattoos don't grow, do they? I am certain it has spread since last night!"
"You are mistaken" Satarou lied, "how would you have noticed such a thing, anyways? So much had gone on last night."
Leon stayed quiet for a moment before looking Satarou in the eyes, "enough about the tattoos. You don't have to tell me how you got them. But you are injured and your injuries really should get treated!"
Satarou shook his head. "Don't worry about me, Jasper."
"Still can't remember my name, huh?" Leon lightly teased before frowning again, "you really should get treated. Who knows how long you can survive if your injuries get infected."
"Stop talking!" Yori walked back into the tent. All of the animal prisoners stayed quiet. All they ever did was sleep, and they didn't really talk much, though that could have easily been because they were forced into their animal forms by the shock collar. Satarou still had no idea how the shock collar isn't working on him.
Satarou just glared at the vampire as he walked in.
"You runt!" Yori yelled at Satarou, "Casper wants to see you!"
Leon glared up at Yori, "he stays right here with me! Don't you dare touch him!" Satarou mentally facepalmed. It was bad enough that Leon had metal handcuffs on his hands and was having some trouble getting up.
"I will teach you a lesson!" Yori snarled, but Satarou stepped in front of Leon with his arms spread wide to protect the Angel. It was just in time as Yori had brought the whip down. Satarou winced a little at the pain as he continued to get whipped, not daring to move. This was the least he could do to help the Angel. After all, Leon was there because of him. "Move out of the way, Ketsu! Let the new prisoner get his punishment!"
"I'm not moving" Satarou said firmly, refusing to even budge as he got whipped by the vampire.
"Any day now I will have permission to kill you, so I suggest you try listening!" Yori hissed.
With a cocky smirk, Satarou replied, "you can't kill me."
Snarling, Yori put his whip away and roughly dragged Satarou out of the tent by the arm, leaving a shocked Leon behind. Satarou was led to another tent and shoved into it. The force of the shove caused him to land on his hands and knees.
Satarou looked up to see Casper had just taken off his shirt, revealing a mark on the shoulder. It looked like a bite mark, but it was all black and tightly stitched with what seemed like some sort of black thread, though he's never seen thread like it. The stitchwork didn't seem like anything he's even seen before, yet the whole thing seemed vaguely familiar to him. The whole situation felt like it was a curse.
"Where did you get that bite mark?" Satarou shrugged, figuring he'd ask.
Casper hated remembering it, so he snapped, "a stupid wolf gave it to me! Who knew that wolf had such powers? He had just randomly came to my camp and started attacking me, but I don't even know what he wanted! And now i'm living with the curse for it!"
"Did you ruin his life like you seem to ruin everyone elses?" Satarou asked, even though he already knew the answer.
"I don't know! I have never seen that wolf before" Casper hissed, his wings giving a slight flap in irritation before they went back to laying flat against his back.
"So why am I here?" Satarou asked darkly, moving closer to where Casper is standing.
"Because you are going to entertain me" Casper gave a sadistic smirk, "I couldn't think of a better punishment for you."
Satarou hadn't thought of this before, but now the thought occurred. If he seduced Casper, he might have a chance of getting close enough to kill the Angel.
Deciding to give it a try, Satarou walked close enough and pressed their bodies together. He didn't like doing this, but he would do anything to get his revenge. He would do anything if it meant that Casper would end up dead.
So swallowing his pride, Satarou wrapped his arms around Casper before softly speaking, "entertain you? I can do that."
Casper seemed a little bit shocked when Satarou pressed their lips together. The whole time Satarou wanted to puke, and the feeling only got worse when Casper started kissing him back.
Teasingly, Satarou pulled back just until their foreheads touched, "and that's just a taste. Want more?"
Casper's eyes were darkened with lust, "yes!" He was about to strip off his clothing when Rou walked into the tent.
The two broke apart, though Satarou wasn't worried of what others thought. He was willing to do anything to carry out his revenge. He would do anything if it meant that Casper would end up dead, and that was final.
"Yes, Rou?" Casper asked the lion.
"Oh, um, just there is a meeting! Yori wanted to speak with you!" Rou told Casper before leaving hastily.
"I guess we will just have to finish this up tomorrow, yeah?" Casper told Satarou before his eyes darkened, "I will allow you to walk back to your tent. Don't even think of trying to escape. You will get shocked, and you don't want that again, do you?"
Satarou nodded and watched as Casper left the tent. Satarou felt completely grossed out, but he couldn't allow himself to throw up, as he was afraid that would be a complete giveaway. He didn't want Casper to know that he felt disgusted, even if it were more than true. There was plenty of other people he'd rather be kissing than his parent's murderer!
Satarou froze at that thought. When he thought of who he would rather be kissing, only one person came to mind, but he refused to admit it.
"Stupid thoughts, go away!" Satarou muttered to himself before entering the prison tent.
When Satarou had entered, Leon was asleep. Yori was gone for the meeting.
"Let's try to free you all now!" Satarou whispered. He willed his cobra's to go into their collars and break them like they did with princess Marina's collar. It took about five minutes before the cobra's were able to break through all of them.
Satarou gestured all of the wereanimals to follow him, and they did.
Once at the border of the camp, Satarou decided to give a quick goodbye to them all, "Bye everyone! Don't stop running until you leave Moonstone territory!" Immediately, they all began running in the same direction, all heading towards the exit of Moonstone territory.
An hour later, Yori returned back to the tent. Leon was still asleep in a corner, but he tensed up when he realized that all of the other wereanimals were missing.
He ran over to Satarou and lifted him roughly by the collar, "what did you do?"
"They escaped" Satarou stated bluntly. The end of Moonstone territory isn't that far. They had to have left the territory by now if they didn't stop running.
"I don't know how, but you helped them escape!" Yori hissed. He was about to just bite Satarou in the neck and kill him right there, but Casper walked in.
"Don't kill him, Yori. Not tonight, at least" the Angel stated. "The two of us have some business tomorrow. I need him alive until then. After that you can kill him because the wereanimals escaped. Feel free to punish him as much as you want, as long as he doesn't die."
Leon's eyes fluttered open before he began to assess the situation.
"What happened?" he mumbled.
"Nothing that concerns you!" Yori snapped at him. He roughly threw Satarou onto the tent floor and began to whip the half-naked teen. Satarou made sure to keep his feelings in check. If he gave into his dark feelings, he was afraid that he would completely ruin his mission. He could not afford to fail.
Satarou curled up in a ball as he continued getting whipped, the blood mixing in with the dried blood and dripping down his side to join the bloodied floor. It smelled strongly of Satarou's blood, as he had gotten frequent beatings ever since he ended up in the Moonstone camp.
Leon had no choice but to watch as Satarou got beaten over and over. There was nothing Leon could do to stop it. Leon wished with all of his heart that there was a way to stop the beatings, but Leon knew the only way was to escape, and Satarou was not willing to escape just yet. However, Leon couldn't bring himself to leave the spoiled teen behind.
So, watching Satarou get beaten over and over again was just something he would have to learn to endure until Satarou succeeded in whatever mission he was trying to accomplish.