Fate/Forever Found (Fate/StayNight Fanfic)

Chapter 13

TRIGGER WARNINGS: ABUSE. GORE. STABBING. RESTRAINTS.

May's POV

"Wakey wakey darlin'" he coos, feeling him touch my cheek as I open my eyes, "Have you thought about what you're gonna do about your servant?" He stands over me, knife in hand.

I look up at him, "I won't waste a seal on this...." The pain in my wrists is nearly unbearable. I've been trying to figure a spell or something to get out of this but nothing has come to mind. I groan at the pain in my neck as I move.

I see him shake his head, "You are such a stubborn little girl..." he chuckles, "Could save yourself so much trouble if you just get him here and get it over with, no?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Maybe" I take in a sharp breath as I feel the knife bite into the skin of my neck as he moves behind me, "But no matter how powerful he is, I'd never risk him like that, at least not to an asshole like you." I cry out as he slowly slices the skin under the knife, "You can do what you want to me, I won't break." I breathe deeply as the cut heals up, slower than usual, Damn, that knife has got to be cursed.

He pivots on his heel and is in front of me again, "Thanks for the permission sweetheart, but you see, I wasn't asking for it, if you haven't figured that out" He stands up and turns to the table, "Tell me something... " He glances at me before fiddling with stuff on the table, "What is it about your Archer that makes you so ready to throw your life away to save him? I've never run into a master so ready to even be tortured instead of just giving up their servant" He sits in a chair, facing me, "He's just a servant, after all."

I sigh, "He's not just a servant." I look at him as he looks back, curiously, "He's my servant. And just as he'll do what he can to keep me safe, I'll do whatever I can to keep him safe. We are a team. And if that means I have to put up with an ass like you until he finds me, then so be it." I say a little softer.

He comes over and kneels in front of me, "There's more to that reasoning, little girl." He places a hand on my forehead and I get flashes of mine and Archer's mornings training, all the thoughts I've had of him. All the heart flutters, all the blushes. The times he laid with me. And then the kiss....He pulls his hand away, chuckling softly, a more intense wickedness in his eyes as mine settle on his.

He stands, "I see it now... You have feelings for your Archer, don't you little one?" He twirls the knife in his fingers.

I blush deeply, staying silent, "Not too talkative now, are we?" He drags the knife across the exposed skin of my chest as I bite my lip, choking back a cry. I'm not gonna give this sick bastard the satisfaction.

He moves behind me and comes close to my ear, "This is going to make this so much more fun, see if I can break you." He moves to look at me, moving hair from my face as I look away, "But for now, I've got things to do... don't go anywhere," He chuckles to himself, before standing, "I'll be back tonight. Hopefully, you change your mind." He shuts the door.

Only then do I let the tears fall. I feel the dried blood on my skin, the cuts still stinging. I take a deep breath to compose myself, "Calm down...now isn't the time to cry." I whisper to myself as I look out the window. I start to remember when my mother transferred her magic crest to me:

I was 9. We sat in the practice room, sitting across from each other on the floor. She looked at me, "Mayumi, the time has come for me to pass down the Tohsaka magic crest to you." She pulled down her sleeve to show the glowing crest on her arm, "You do understand what that means yes?"

I looked in awe, "It has all the magic of past generations..." I cleared my throat, "It means that when you're in heaven, I become the head of the Tohsaka family, and then it becomes my responsibility to pass it to my first child." I smiled.