Marvel One-Shots and Prompts

Beast

Created: 16 July, 2021

Rating: Mature
For themes of sexual assault, torture, and insanity

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"Get away from me!" the rabid beast chained to the bed screamed, lashing out with its teeth bared. The manacles on its hands dripped blood from the struggle while its hunter looked on. "No! Stay away!" It screamed, the sound lost in its pretty throat. The animal's eyes were as verdant as a forest, but filled with insanity. Fear. Pain. Hands came out to touch its milky flesh and it growled, using its last remaining defense, its teeth, to fend off the unwelcome intrusion, but the hands would not cease.

"Listen to me, you'll be alright! Just stop fighting." The poor broken man thrashed about on the mattress, wailing about past torments and evil hands. "There is no evil here to hurt you! Please!" There was a voice. A blonde was in the room with the broken man, carefully holding the pale one down, dodging rabid attacks. Love made a fool out of anyone.

The hands touched its naked thighs, and it screamed out, terror in every beautiful feature of its face. "No! Please no!" it cried, begging its hunter not to punish it again. Always the same punishment, every time. The hands were unrelenting, they spread its thighs apart and there was nothing it could do in defense. The chains were constricting, too tight, and it wailed as a trivial comfort to its loss and bondage.

The blonde stroked the man's pale cheek, wiping the tears that had pooled from emerald eyes. "Please!" the poor creature cried. Tears were unstoppable, a river ever flowing and the whimpers could not cease either. He noticed how the broken man moved, writhed as if in some kind of nightmare, as if possessed by some foul creature. However, he knew it was neither.

"Master, I beg of you," the creature whispered, its voice and tone suddenly civilized. However, fire burned soon after, to singe any trace of that. Civility became agony. Blood stained the mattress below as new wounds were made. Internal wounds that were more painful than those from the shackles. "Please stop!" it shouted out, crying tears with every breath. It couldn't help but wonder what would happen if it just ceased to breathe. Was it possible for its own body to shut down?

"Come back to me." There was only terror in response, the cream sheets stained red from the struggle against the bonds. They were necessary, the shackles, to keep death from claiming the broken man. He cried at seeing the man in such a state. Tears slipped from his blue eyes, dark like choppy waters, like the somber mood he felt. "Do not leave me. Fate is cruel. Please, come back to me. I die a little more every moment without you by my side."

Hands grasped his arms to the point of bruising. It cried out in pain as a hollow laugh filled the air around. Then, there was a sweet tune, a voice it only recognized as someone he loved.

Have no fear my child
For the light is all around
Do not mourn the dead
For their places have been found

It listened to the words sung, followed the sound up like a beacon in a storm. The storm of its own mind. It cried out as it ran, the hands chasing it, grabbing at it, a deep roar of outrage haunting its steps. It knew its master was enraged. It would be punished if it was caught. So, it would not allow itself to be.

Have no fear my love
For you are the light of day
Have mercy on the fallen
For they have lost way

A hand nearly caught it, but it was smart enough to evade. It was fast, powerful. It ran. Faster and faster through the dark abyss. It would know freedom. It would know the light once more!

And in the night
It will shine bright
And guide you in its care
And show you all
But once you fall
Your burden is to bear

It saw something unlike the abyss. Its emerald eyes scanned the fissure and ran for it. Deep breaths escaped its lungs as it traversed the void. It was desperate, nearly there.

Have no fear sweet child
For they know all your burdens
Do not be cold and weary
Forget all your concerns

However, something grabbed it by its ink black locks and pulled it back, away, just as freedom was in arm's reach! "No!" it cried as it was dragged down into the depths of the endless expanse. It cared not for the pain of being pulled along by its hair, nor for the consequences of its rebellious actions. It saw nothing but the light. It saw how it had nearly reached freedom.

Be so brave my darling
They will put you to the test
And guard the light in shadows
It will be your purpose

On its knees before its master, the terrifying evil grabbed its jaw and lifted. The chains pulled on its flesh and skin was cut again. Warm blood dripped down over the lifeless body that was its own. Its master demanded it submit on the floor, lay down with its legs spread, and allow itself to be used like it was supposed to. No more! With all of its willpower, it had decided that no longer was it to be a slave. It remembered the freedom it had been so close to.

And choose it will
But wait until
The time is right to share
The brilliant light
The final fight
There is magic in the air

And soon it had found its way back! The light! It reached out, following the voice of love that guided it from the terrors of the void. Was freedom a lie? No. Not this time.

And face the end my darling
With your light in hand
With your charge and others calling
Against all the madmen

As the rendition of the old lullaby was finished, the blonde let go of the sleeping god's arms. The broken man, whose eyes he remembered to be so keen once had stopped fighting, going limp. Eyes closed, chest unmoved. The poor being was dead.

And then those emerald eyes opened accompanied by a loud gasp.

He breathed a sigh of relief and shed a tear of joy for the one person he knew he could not live without. Oh, how the mighty blonde began to weep in gratitude to whatever higher power had allowed such a miracle to occur. "I'm here," he whispered as he cradled his brother to his chest, "I've got you."

The blonde thought nothing could make him more ecstatic than he already was, but then, a small but smooth voice cut through the silence. "I'm here too, brother."

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