Dragoned in Half

Leg Up-Morbius

My teeth are clinched as I walk through the halls of the facility. I cant even pay attention to the one act that I always enjoyed as I make my way to my brothers cell. I normally love watching as the timid little humans in this place scurry out of the way when they see me coming. Now, its as if the calming sound of my boots on the metal floors and the smell of their fear irritate me.

When I approach the halls of the holding cells I make a quick right before going left to my brothers room. I smile when I see the pristine wall of tools. The being in charge of keeping them in good shape rises from the chair in a rush as he stands to greet me. I wave him off as I eye the wall for the items that I am looking for.

When I find the first item I am searching for the smile that spreads across my face must be down right diabolical. A hiss leaves the fairies lips as he feels the spike in my emotions. I swipe them away just as fast and reach for the hammer. Next I grab the axe with a small chuckle. Just as I am about to leave the room something catches my eye that I hadn't thought of. The image that comes to my mind causes me to almost jitter in happiness. I grab the item and then finally head to my destination.

As I walk my whistling of the song 'Its Gonna Be a Lovely Day' by Bill Withers rings through the halls in tandem. My eyes focus in on the door where I am going as I try to listen for sounds. I can here as they talk before I get to the door and my feet pause. I close my eyes as I try to center myself. Despite what people may think, I don't always enjoy what I do. However, today I am going to get my point across whether he wants me to or not.

My eyes switch as I kick my way into the room. The moment I round the corner and see him standing in front of her I get pissed. Does he honestly believe that he needs to protect her from me? A small part of me is happy to see that he would put himself in the way of harm for her but the bigger part of me is here to make a point. The hammer goes flying from my hand as I bare my fangs at him and it hits him square in the sternum. The sound of his bones breaking and the squelching of tissue and blood is almost orgasmic as it fills the air.

The scream she lets off echoes into the room so loudly that it almost give me a headache as he falls and she runs to him. He growls as he hits the floor and his hands go to remove the axe. Now that surely cant happen. I fling the axe forward next, right at her feet stopping her in her tracks. She screams again but this time in fright as the smell of her fear fills the air. That odd feeling in my chest comes back as my muscles freeze for a brief moment.

My eyes fly to my brother as a gasp from him fills the air as he meets my gaze. The look on his face is one that I haven't seen since we were children. My anger is palpable now and I know that it can be felt in the room as I focus it all on him. My muscles unfreeze and I fly forward to him. Our mate still stands immobile in our peripheral vision as I wrap a hand around his throat. Faster than he can react, I take him across the room and strap him back into place.

"Well, hello there brother. It seems that you have gotten a bit to comfortable in your cage. Why don't I remind you who is in charge here?" I state as I taunt him.

"Go to hell" He says through clenched teeth.

He growls as he struggles against his chains. I laugh when I see how hard he is trying to get to me. There is no way that he is breaking out of them anytime soon. As I stand there laughing at his efforts there is only one thing that comes to mind. This isn't going to work. My stance changes as I consider how I have him chained to the wall. I may need to adjust the angle of how I have him. Before I can make a move to do so, tingles erupt on my back. I feel as tiny weights hit me in a pounding rhythm. I feel no pain with the hits but more of an annoyance. I turn around and I finally tune into the fact that my mate is yelling as she now hits me in the chest.