Blood, fire and death

Chapter 13 part 2

"Allow me to apologize for that waste of time." Aaron spoke up as they left the room. XY1 had spilled everything but his organs and then cried like a repremended child as he begged for forgiveness. Not towards the representaves but towards his sadistic detainer. Aaron said nothing, he simply replaced the gag and left the bathroom along with his guests.

"I'm sure you didn't get anything that you didn't already know." The hybrid human continued as he lead the group deeper into tomb.

"However,  XX1 and XY4 would be much more useful. They both have tattoos and marking the indicated some secret millitant organisation and both have had their ability to reproduce taken from them. Both had very high physical and mental strength, and their tolerance for torture was exceptional, definitely trained to keep their lips locked." The more he spoke, the more Aaron's voice took on the tone of a proud parent.

"What off the remaining two?" David questioned. To this, Aaron's smile fell, though no one say it, the less the intrusiactic tone and which he responded was evidence enough of his displeasure. 

"Both phisically and mentally they are both better then XY1 but far under the capabilities of  XX1 and XY4. I am embarssed to say that for those reason i have not been as attentive with them as i should have been. As a result they  their progress is lacking. XY2 has attempted suicide numerous of times and XY3 has the uncanny ability to adapt to both his environment and its conditions. Though XY3 perticularity could said to be interrespting. It couldn't hold a candle to XY4 or XX1" Aaron explained with a sighed.

"What about compared to XY1?" An adviser questioned. Aaron glanced back and gave a sheepish almost shamefilled look. 

"Every parent has a soft spot for their runt right?"

Unlike the married to his job David and the homosexual Roy who were both without decendants. Every present representative of Emeral and Jade where parent to 2 or more children. Aaron's words and comparision made their scalp numb and their hearts shake. 

"Wait" One adviser was able to shake off the uncomfortable feeling and found fault in the human's words. "Doesn't attempting to end their own life means that you're-" He hesiated. "Care is suffisiant?" To this questioned, the once petrified colleges found strenght and nodded like hens picking at rice. 

"No it doesn't." Aaron instantly disagreed, coming to a stop directly infront of a out of place soft pink door. XX1 written in glittering silver. The sight of it was both eye catching and off putting. But as Aaron turned to face the group and speak, the pretty door in the dark cold tombs were all but forgotten. "I require absolut submission from my toys. Their, bodies, their mind, their desire, their fear and especially their lives are all mine." Brown eyes momentarily met with every pair of eyes that looked at him before stopping and holding the gaze of his mate. "Their attemp of suicide to me is the ultamite thief. What is mine can only ever be mine." He says looking away from Roy as he smiled at the guests from Emeral and Jade. "XY2 will be punished for his betrayal." 

Without any further words. Aaron turned and open the door. Like the first, it was left unlooked but this was where the similarities with XY1's room began and end. 

The door exposed a sort of observation area, a nor small or large rectangular room with wall made entirely out of a two way mirror. On the other side of the mirror there was a room, a little girls room decorated in white and pink. Plushed teddy bears of every size, lace and silk. It was beutiful. All of the advisers had daughters and thus without wanting to, could find similarities between this so called prison and their daughter's room. 

In the center of the room, dress in flowing off the shoulder dress was a women sitting on a comfortable couch before a tea table. Her hair was platum blond and her skin fair. She did not suit to room at all, her amp chest and curved hips spoke of her maturity but the way she craddle a bear in one hand as she sip tea with the other. Her moving lips, conversing with stuffed animal that joinned her around the table. All of these were perfectly compatible with the playful and innocence of the room around her.