Iris (A SubZero Fanfic) [hIATUS]

Chapter Seventeen

Warning: The Sub part is violent. I guess. BE WARE

Mitch P.O.V (LOLOLO)

I waos sitting on the couch with Jerome. We were watching Opera, since nothing else was on. We heard news about Sub and we were pretty scared. Next to that, Ty and Adam weren't talking that much anymore. I thought they were the closest of friends. Yeah, pretty strange.

The door slammed open, like someone had kicked it open. Sure enough, Brice kicked the door open. "Dude," Adam said from behind him. "Was that nesscerary?" Brice smiled. "NOPE!" Seto face-palmed.

I looked at them with worry. "What happened?" I noticed that Seto had a bandage wrapped around his torso, and Brice had a couple bandages wrapped around his head. Seto was panting, obviously tired. "No-time-to-*pant* explain!" Adam looked at us with firm eyes.

"Everyone! Get your weapons!" Adam ordered. Jason looked at him confused. "Why? What happened?" Adam shook his head. "He has Sub."

"Wait, who's he?" Quentin asked. Adam smirked as he took the sword from the leather sheath that was hidden behind the door. "I'll let you guess on the way."

Third Person P.O.V

Sub jolted up, sweating. Let it be a dream. He was chained to a wall. The damp cellar smelled of rotting meat and sewer. Sub frantically looked into darkness, and he made an attempt to scream. The scream was muffled by something fuzzy and warm in his mouth.

"There's no point," said a voice. Sub recognized the voice from somewhere, but couldn't figure it out. "Nobody can hear you."

Sub felt tears form in his eyes. Cloth gagged him, and the chains were hurting his raw wrists. He squeezed his eyes shut and prayed.

"What will we do to him?" asked a young girl, almost thirtheen. The voice said, "We kill him. Then, I'll have him all to myself!"

Sub felt someone walking towards him, and before he knew it, a pale boy with light brown hair and a white shirt hovering over him, smirking. Sub's eyes widedned as he saw who the boy was. Ty.

"B-But-" Sub tried to say, but the cloth was blocking his path. Ty shook his head. "So you can talk. A potion, I presume. Athens, get me some milk."

Sub saw a young girl with bright red hair taking out a bottle of milk from Who-Knows-Where and handed it to Ty. Ty pulled off the cork and shoved the milk down Sub's throat. The milk washed the potion clean from Sub's mouth, and he finally let tears fall. The girl hung her head and walked out the cellar.

Sub noticed Ty's shirt was covered in blood. The brunette whimpered, and let his head hang low. Ty chuckled shallowly. "You pathetic moron. You think that you can take him just like that. Yeah, right. I sure hope that he forgets about you, and comes running to me. I know he will." Ty took off the cloth, and glared at Sub to not make a sound.

Ty took out the knife he was sharpening earlier, and traced Sub's lips, before putting a bit of pressure on the knife, drawing blood. Sub licked his lips, tasting the metallic taste of blood. Sub let out a yelp as Ty pushed him into the wall, tracing patterns into his cheeks, enough to break the skin. Blood dripped down his cold skin, and Sub squeezed his eyes shut.

Ty clicked his tounge. "It hurts doesn't it?" Sub didn't respond. A sob blocked his throat, only allowing whimpers and cracked yelps to escape. "This is what you get for stealing him. He loved me."

Sub finally let out a sob, breathing heavily and screaming. Ty plunged the knife into Sub's hand, earning more salty tears and screams. Ty wiped the tears away and twisted the knife. Flesh was broken, and blood squirted out of the wound. Sub bashed his head against Ty's, causing the autumn-burn to fall back and clutch his head in pain. Sub still had the knife in his hand, and he squirmed. Ty crawled over, and Sub gathered all the saliva and blood he had in his mouth, and spat it on Ty's face.

"You little-" Ty grabbed a pipe and walked over to Sub, who was quivering in fear and pain. Ty leaned in, and growled, baring blood-stained teeth that he wore well. His vibrant red eyes glowed in the darkness, alike Sub's radiant green eyes.

Sky, where are you?

Sub fell back in fear, curling up into a ball. That failed, causing Ty to be able to hit his side. Sub's eyes widened when he heard a faint crack.

I need you.

Ty stopped beating, and Sub saw that he was gurgling, being held up by a tall strong figure. A budder sword glistened in the light that illuminated from outside. Shades reflected light. Sub gasped, and let his head fall back onto the cold stone floor.

"Touch him again. I dare you. And I'll kill you."

Sub sighed. His guardian angel. Dizziness over came Sub. At least, he knew Sky loved him. That was his only wish. His wish for the last ten years. To hear those three words.

I

Love

You.

This is my time, Sub thought.

Darkness.

Screams.

Blood.

Sub looked down and he held a gun in his hands. His hands were holding a gun. He looked up, and saw his father, bleeding from the head in the bathtub. Sub yelped. This-This isn't me.

"Of course it's you," said a little boy from behind Sub. He was Sub, only he was younger. He wore a black hoodie, his hair was messed up. Blood leaked from his mouth. Dried blood covered his fingertips. Bags were under his dull green eyes, that stopped shining ever since until he met Sky, and he was amazingly pale.

"W-Who are YOU?!" Sub screamed. The boy laughed softly. "I'm you, silly. I'm the real you."

"No!" Sub screamed. "That wasn't me! THIS ISN'T ME! NONE OF THIS IS ME!" Sub shook his head furiously, amusing the boy.

"Let me restate that. I'm Damien."

Sub flinched at the name. "See? I did this. I killed my father with no regrets. That man deserved it. Blaming me and Lily for murder. Abusing us. We're one, Sub. I think what you think."

"Stop!" Sub yelled, covering his ears. The words echoed in his head. We're one. We're one. We're one.

"I'm not you," Sub whimpered. The mini Sub smiled. "We felt the same pain. How about we just end this once and for all?"

Sub looked at him confused, until the mini-Sub clicked the bullet into place, and pressed the barrel to Sub's forehead. (I dont know guns sorry)

"I'll be the only one ruling this body," mini-Sub snapped, before pressing the trigger as a large BANG! echoed in the bathroom.

"Only Damien shall rule."

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YAAAAAAAA-wait...this is supposed to be sad.

Sorry.

I decided to update because I read all the comments and I got so happy to see that all you guys cared about me, I cried.

Literally.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I hope it's long enough XD.

P.S can you tell me how I did?

Goodbye for now, My Atheians!