Subject 404

Chapter 5

>> blood, violence, rape. Aplologies <<

Dream's POV;

half asleep while listening to music

George's POV;

I kept fidgeting the little metal piece in the lock, impatient for it to click and open. It was a great time for something like this, because psycho was out of reality and sir boar wasn't in sight either.

Awesome! The lock clicked and I ripped it down, slowly opening the cage door. I made sure to be extremely silent while making my way into the experiment room.

Bingo. He was there almost falling from a chair, listening to some songs.

It's time for revenge, boy. I took some random wires that were by the side, slowly putting them into his nose holes. Nope, nothing. Asleep like a tree stump.

I quietly cackled to myself before pulling down a lever which was connected with the wires.

"NGH!" Good morning :)

It was just a small electric shockkkk.... it's nothing serious. At least now he looks like a bigger idiot than before.

"Are you insane?!" he yelled at me, quickly getting up from the chair and pausing the music. His hair stuck out on all sides and got even worse when he tried to comb it down with his hand.

"Hahahahah! You look like such a piece of shit!" I couldn't stop laughing at how dumb he looked.

"Wow.. well let's turn the tables, 404. We'll see who laughs now." He pulled down a different lever and the atmosphere got so heavy.

"Wh- I-" I gasped for air, feeling myself suffocate in the middle of nothing.

"D-Dh-ream!.."






Dream's POV;

Oh. He even yelled out my name.

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Pathetic.


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Why does this sound kinda kinky..?

"DREAM..!" he was louder. His skin was getting more blue and I could sense the loss of strenght in his body. Just what I wanted.

"Do you like this, 404? Yeah it's not so nice when it turns against you, is it?"

"You literally do this to others every day!.. you should know what it's like to feel the tables turn!"

"Don't speak to me like that, peasant." I grabbed his neck and held him up like some cloth. His eyes rolled and he went limp. It looked so pathetic but felt so turning on to see someone so... good. So submissive.

"I shouldn't spare shit on you.." I said when I dropped him on the floor, unbuckling my belt. I threw it away and pulled down my lab pants, lowering myself to him.

"I believe this will teach you.." I told him in a deep voice, slamming in a bit later.































I finished my work on him and slipped back into my clothes. There was blood and..my leftovers on the floor around him, but I could care less.

When I had enough of staring at him like that, I pulled the lever back up. The one thing that kept him in such peace was no longer active, which immediately proved itself. He woke up almost immediately, groaning in pain and tearing up at the mess he was.

"Y-You.." he hiccuped between the sobs. He began to cry even more than he already was, trying to hide himself away from me. I just stood and grinned.

"I'm so much gonna make sure you burn in the worst hell for this.. I'm gonna make you regret every second of you being alive... you'll taste a bit of your own shit you serve to everyone else around you!" he yelled as a spark escaped his fury-filled eyes.

"BURN!!"

He screetched at me like a siren and made his move. I tried to dodge his leap but he got attached to me like some damn spider web. I clawed every possible place of his where skin was exposed, probably hoping he didn't like blood? It would be so much easier if he got sick from it but nooooo.. he kept standing and now had a grip of my hair.

His webbed fingers' grip tightened on it even more, and when he felt confident, he slammed my head full force into one of the tables. I left behind quite a big hole in it, but that was the last thing I could care about right now. I felt blood run down the side of my face, I was sniffling it up, it was everywhere.

He was making me closer to killing him at the spot. I grew slightly and turned into a wolf amolid (aka furry but no furries here please), beginning to really strike back.

At one moment I had him nicely served in a corner, ready to be killed. I snarled and went for the kill, but when I was about to go for the neck, he grabbed my mouth and held it parted like I was a dog at a dentist. The one weakness. A dog's mouth tied together or parted.

It was a really difficult task, closing it shut. I guess that was a weakness of having a long mouth, but it was a killer tool at its best. We were fighting like that for quite some while before he grabbed the belt I didn't put back on and tied it up.

"muffling!"

"Oh you don't like being a good dog?! Well suffer through it you psycho! Because I'm not giving this up!" Oh you're so dead now.

"You're just lucky I'm toying with you! Because I would've snapped your head off right there!" I groaned, trying to untie the belt.

"Right.. you keep trying here, or give up and fucking wait for the others to untie you, because I'm not doing it. I'm off," he said and held up keys, rustling them a bit and leaving the room.

This can't just go like that! I- why am I not doing anything?! It's just my mouth that's tied, not my hands or whole body! And he's leaving here in front of me!

"Hnhm.. even if you leave, 404, I'm gonna find you and come for you. You belong here. And when I have you under my grasp, I'm not letting go until I kick you out myself. Do you know what the future holds in its hands? You, and me. You'll carry my children, George."

He stopped in the door, looking at the ground. His body was shaking as he slowly turned to face me.

"I'm not gonna do anything with you.. do you really think you will be able to reach such a goal, with yourself AND me? I'm sure you didn't even take my v-card with your tiny peepee, and you're talking about a family... keep dreaming, psycho.." he said with a shaky voice, but didn't push himself away to leave.

"I can make it my goal if I want to, you know. Besides I believe you will easily fall for me.."

"....yeah...right.." he said and left.

Techno came over to me in a few minutes after 404 left, untying my mouth. It was a relief, though I did feel kind of embarassed for not being able to help myself, but I had to tell him what happened as soon as possible.

"Blade, 404 left the lab. We have to go out and find him."

He groaned quietly under his breath, but nodded and took it to his fist. And so, we started to get things ready for the search.