Empty Eyes: The Sequel

Chapter 36

A blindfold was over my eyes when I woke next, my entire body pulsating with pain from almost five whole days of continuous physical activity. I couldn't cry out because my throat was raw and ragged from having not eaten or drunk a thing the entire time. Something cold was around my wrists, and the air smelled of freshly cleaned laundry.

I feel so weak, even more so than when I was human.

A delicious scent suddenly filled the air, and my face tingled as my eyes undoubtedly began to glow beneath my blindfold. It's blood. Confirming my suspicion, something warm met my lips, and when I realized it was someone's bleeding wrist, I hungrily sunk my teeth in and drank, incapable of forming a coherent thought in my bloodlust. Slowly, the aches and pains throughout my body faded, like I was brought back to life.

Whoever was feeding me tore their limb away much sooner than I would hope, earning a feral-sounding growl from me. I tugged against whatever was cuffing my wrists to no avail. On instinct, I tore away at the blindfold with my power to see my surroundings.

It was a bedroom. My hands were cuffed together, a chain leading from them to a large bed, so I had the potential of moving around a little bit, but not much. What took priority over that was that Hidan knelt in front of where I was laying on the bed with his mouth to his wrist to close the bite wound that'd fed me. Behind him stood the king of Amegakure: Yahiko.

Rage thumped against my ribcage with my heartbeat as I sat up, the thick chain rattling with the movement.

"I'd prefer to work together as allies, but I'm sure you realize by now that you don't have a choice in the matter," the king's voice was as cold and cutting as I remembered.

I snapped at him, "And I'd prefer it if your head were no longer connected to your neck, but here we are."

Suddenly, I was moving to stand beside the bed, Hidan rising to his feet and stepping away so he'd be out of reach. Yahiko was controlling my body. When I realized it, I steeled my limbs. The pain that shot through my spine was akin to that of disobeying a powerful vampire's orders, but it wasn't enough to make me fold.

An orange brow lifted inquisitively, "You can still resist in your state? I'm impressed, I admit."

He gestured at Hidan, and the silver-haired man's eyes began glowing brightly. Panicking, I used my abilities to slash across my own eyes. No one can glow me if I can't meet their gaze.

One of the vampires sighed, sounding mildly inconvenienced more than anything, "We'll just have to weaken you until you're controllable. Keep an eye on her in the meantime, Hidan."

Someone, likely Yahiko, left the room and closed the door behind them.

Then, I was proved correct because Hidan's confident voice met my ears, "This'll be fun, don't you think? Just the two of us and a bed. The possibilities are endless."

I hissed, blindly finding my way to the edge of the bed and sitting, "Try it and see what happens."

Him not so subtly threatening to take advantage of my body wasn't a surprise. In fact, I'd be stunned if he didn't. What I'm not sure about is if he'll actually go through with it. If he weren't my master, I'd venture to guess he wouldn't think twice, but that's not the case. Hurting me won't be psychologically easy for either party.

I sensed movement and held my breath, ready to defend myself. When Hidan spoke again, he was right in front of me, "If you'd quit being so damn stubborn, you'll save yourself from torture." A negative sound left my chest, making him chuckle, "At least you make it fucking fun."

My eyes were healing, albeit slowly, because of the little amount of food, water, and blood I'd had in the past week. Gingerly, I reached out until I felt Hidan grab onto my hands, "Did anyone get hurt?" I was, of course, referring to what'd happened in the desert before he ordered me to run away.