The Devil in the Form of Those That Follow: Calamitous

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

TW: Homophobia, physical harm.

"It's a symbiotic relationship."

"Tell me what you told her you mудак!" Ivan hollered as he let his fist collide with Vincent's face. Vincent was lying on the ground of some warehouse they had dragged him to. He was knocked out the whole way. He had already been kicked around, so Ivan had the advantage.

"Why should I?" Vincent smirked, the blood from his nose going into his mouth. He spit it out into a puddle. Ivan grabbed the collar of his shirt with both of his hands.

"You will end up dead,"

"Is that really a con?" Vincent tilted his head. Ivan shoved him back down, his hands on his throat.

"Would you rather be tortured first?"

Vincent tried to respond, but Ivan's hands clasped harder.

"Don't kill him yet," Rogue said as she leaned on the wall.

"But keep going, it's entertaining," Carmen added.

"It's awakening," Leo mumbled, "Yeah you should really keep going."

Ivan slammed Vincent's head into the ground and then hopped up. Vincent was left to collect himself.

"Should we take bets?" Korey asked, "My bets on the Russian nesting doll."

"I am not a nesting-" Before Ivan could argue, Vincent punched his cheek, leaving a giant mark and a bleeding lip. Ivan wiped it away.

"My vote is for Vincent," Leo said.

"Ah, so you take cheap shots?" Ivan asked, "That will not be a problem." Ivan latched onto Vincent and slammed his chest into the wall, along with the side of his face. Ivan leaned against his back, trying to keep him from moving.

"Ready to give in?" Ivan asked.

Vincent chuckled a bit before pushing off of the wall and turning around, Ivan's back now against the wall. His grip loosened, making way for Vincent's arms to have freedom. With this, he swung a punch, smashing his head into the wall.

"Knew that was gonna happen," Carmen mumbled.

"Yeah I switch my bet to him too," Korey said, "Rogue. What about you?"

"Both of them are doing horribly," Rogue responded.

"Now what the hell has happened?" Nixon asked as he walked in, Kolton following behind, "This isn't meant to be an underground fight club."

"It could be," Korey suggested.

"What were you guys doing?" Leo asked.

"Go get them Kolton," Nixon ordered. Kolton shook his head hastily and was off. They could hear the sounds of two chairs grinding against the ground. He dragged them through the door, revealing the two who were tied up.

"Welcome Beatrix and Xanthe," Nixon said, moving out of the way, "Ivan, hold Vincent down."

Before he could react, Vincent was being slammed into the ground by Ivan.

"Xanthe! Where have you been?" Korey exclaimed, "I've missed-"

"Go ahead and take Xanthe's duct tape off her mouth," Nixon told Kolton. Kolton ripped it off, leaving a red mark.

Carmen walked in front of her and lifted the blindfold off her eyes, which was just a rolled up shirt, "You knew you couldn't run forever, right?"

Xanthe's breathing started to kick up once she spotted Korey, "I-I was going-"

Carmen grabbed her face to look at her instead of him, "Now, now, don't lie."