Let Us Adore You

Chapter 10: Trio No Longer.

Eager ears pressed up against the door as a creaking sound was heard from the other side. He was finally waking. After a couple of seconds they excitedly barged into the room to see Tommy on the edge of the bed. He sat tense, eyes wide and wild, his fingers gripping against the board of the bed, knuckles starch white from the pressure.

He almost looked like a caged animal, rage and defiance radiating off of him though scared of his keepers, knowing not to bite. The two members members stifled a laugh at his display as they steadily approached him. This only led him sink back even more into the board of the bed.

"S-stay back!"

"Or what?" Wilbur drawled. Tommy just glared at them. "Thats right, you can't do anything. You can come the easy way or the hard way, the choice is yours child." He said, crimson red eyes amusingly boring into Tommy's blue ones.

He shakily laughed, "Or what, you'll use your weird mind control magic? Go ahead, at least I wouldn't be doing it willingly." He spat.

Philza frowned and lifted a hand his head, as if in thought. He shook his head, "Well if you word it like that then I guess Wilbur could sit this one out."

"What?"

"Besides," he turns to Wilbur and lets out a hearty laugh, "You've been using you ability quite a lot mate, I fear you'll ruin your throat!"

Wilbur face contorted into one of confusion, "Phil you know I-"

"No, no, no, let me handle this one," he interrupts, patting Wilbur's shoulder. Philza lifts his hand towards Tommy who flinches at the action.

Philza's eyes softened, "Its ok son, it won't hurt a bit." Before Tommy knew it he was floating in the air.

"What the fuck!" He shrieks, limbs flailing in the air. "How the hell are you doing this! F-fuck let me go!"

Philza chuckles, "Nothing of your concern right now. We have more important matters to attend to don't we Tommy?" He begins to walk out of the room, Wilbur and a now floating Tommy following suit.

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Familiar emerald green lines mock him as he stares at the grand door in front of them. The once peaceful eye seems to sneer at him as he gazes into it.

"At last, here we are." Philza tilts his head, "You ready?"

Tommy laughs, tears beading in the corner of his eyes, "You sure as hell know i'm not ready," he says, teeth grit.

Both of them smile oh so sickeningly sweet, as if lecturing a child. Tommy couldn't help but think it patronizing, "I know it seems cruel, but you'll learn it's all for the better!" Philza clasps his hands. "Lets get started shall we!"

He opens the door and strides to the couch, plopping right down. He waves his hand and Tommy immediately fly's to him, ableit cursing all the way and lets him free about halfway. He lands onto the marble floor and immediately makes a run for it. Like a repeat of the previous time, Philza calmly grabs him.

The man sighs, "I knew you'd do that." His lips upturn into a saccharine smile, "I commend your resilience but look around mate, there's no fucking way you could escape." Philza was right, the door was locked and there were also no windows either. Even without the two monsters in the room he would have no means of escape.

Dread settles in Tommy's stomach. The real reality of the situation now dawning upon him. His stupid brain had been pacifying him until this exact moment. The poor thing could do no more as reality finally broke through, leaving the blond painfully vulnerable and aware.

Sheer, unfiltered, panic began to wrack his body. Fuck, so bad he didn't notice the third person who entered the room, who was watching keenly.

His only focus was on Philza, who just stared at him almost possessively. Vampires were creatures driven by desire, and unfortunately for Tommy he was the center of one of them. He never had a chance did he? Perhaps it was meant to be. That didn't mean he was resigned to his fate though.

A slurry of hiccups and sobs wracked his body as he began to fully break down. Philza just hummed in response. It did hurt him to see his son like this but for now it was inevitable.

"Why?" Tommy sobbed, fingers clinging to the fabric of Philza's suit. Fat globs of tears fell down his cheeks and dripped onto his neck as he was forced down on the couch. "I don't want to be turned, please!" he cried, only for his words to be ignored as he was hoisted onto Philza's lap. Gentle fingers combed through his hair and words of comfort spewed from the vampires lips in a futile attempt to calm him.

His tear-filled vision made out a hand that landed gently on his chin, lifting it up and exposing his neck. Not knowing what else to do, he screwed his eyes shut in cruel anticipation of what was to come.

White, hot Pain erupted in his neck as sharp fangs burrowed themselves in. A bloodcurdling scream escaped the boys lips as he began to cry harder. He could feel his blood draining from him, only to be replaced by a foreign substance that felt like lava as it coursed through his veins. His body felt like it was burning from the inside out.

Not able to take the pain he fell unconscious, his body becoming limp in Philza's arms. Withdrawing, Philza wipes his lips. He smiles and turns to the other two in the room

"We're now complete."

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Tubbo got it easy didn't he?

Anyways imma take a small break, about 1 1/2 weeks. I also might make major alterations to this chapter before I even post new ones, Writing this late fucks me up.

To anyone who gets this far, have a nice day, or night, wherever you are!

See ya.