Manipulation (A Sanders Sides Story)

Chapter Four

He ran as fast as he could, now carrying the trembling figure as he pushed through the woods in the Imagination. Roman had no idea where he was going, but all he knew is that he had to keep Virgil safe... especially now.

He felt the smaller one in his arms shaking as he sobbed quietly, looking more terrified than he ever had before.

"Virgil it..it's gonna be okay...I promise..." Roman muttered softly, as he stopped running. He summoned a small little hut for them to shelter in, and he made a warm fire for them. Sitting Virgil down inside the hut, on a couch, he sat next to him, wrapping a warm blanket around them both.

Virgil clung to Roman, the blue in his eyes from Patton's powers only getting brighter as the panic attack increased in intensity. The prince knew he had to do something.

He racked his brain, thinking he could try ro remember...something...anything that could help him help his boyfriend... 

He just wanted to get rid of the panic attack, block Patton's powers from Virgil, have them stop tormenting him.. he had to try to make it stop.

Roman hadn't realized it, but his eyes had began to glow a faint red. Flecks of gold could be seen within the red. He didn't let go of Virgil, but he did notice a slight red outline began to form around Virgil. 

Princey's eyes widened, as he feared he was hurting Virgil in some way, but he stopped being tense when he saw Virgil visibly relax, seeing the blue in his eyes start to fade back to brown.

"Virgil...?" Roman whispered.

"Thank you..." Anxiety whispered, smiling a little bit, pressing a kiss to Roman's cheek.

"You're...You're welcome...but..how did I do that...? I didn't...even know I could..do that..."

"I didn't know you could either.. Maybe you just forgot when you uh..lost your memory.."

"Right..." Roman sighs, leaning his head on Virgil's shoulder. "I don't remember a whole lot, but I remember a little... like how you and Janus are my boyfriends and.. Logan..Pat..Remus... Can we even save them...?"

"I...I don't...know... wait where's Janus..?"

"He held them off so I could get you out of there..."

Virgil's eyes widened as he stared at Roman. "..We have to go help him..."

"I know.. I know.. we will, hon... we just... have to be careful..."

The doors opened, causing Damion to turn back. He smirked. "Good job, you three. Now bring me the other two."

Patton, Remus and Logan nodded, handing Janus off to a guard. Said guard shoved him in a chair, binding him to it. Then they all left, leaving him and Damion alone.

"Well? What do you want now?" Janus hissed out, glaring.

Damion stalked closer to him, putting a hand under his chin to force him to look in his eyes. "Now that would ruin the surprise~ I want you to suffer before I have you work for me."

"Oh yeah? What could you possibly do?" Janus stared back.

Damion walked over to a thin box, just big enough to fit a person inside. He opened it up, showing it had wrist and ankle cuffs attached to the sides. On the inside of the door it had sharp spikes. They weren't to long, but they were long enough to poke whoever was inside this box.

"The hell is that...?" Janus asked, feeling a bit of fear.

"Remus made this for me. It seems so fun, doesn't it?" Sarcasm. "Why don't you try it out for me?"

"...I'm good. Thanks."

"Funny. I'm not asking you." He grabs Janus and undoes the binds. Quickly, he shoves Janus in the box, locking his wrists and ankles in place so he doesn't try getting away. He then grabbed a piece of duct tape, putting it over Janus's nose and mouth. With that being said, he closed and locked the box shut.

Janus stared at the spikes, which were barely an inch away from touching him. He squeezed his eyes shut, afraid that the spikes would inch themselves closer to him. He couldn't breathe very well, and it was causing him to hyperventilate.

A muffled whimper of fear escaped him as tears began to fall down his eyes.

Damion then set a timer for two hours, sitting it next to the box. Then, he walked away.