Shadows and Vines: A Macaque and Reader Story.

Bleary

She's unstable. We have to get rid of her.

But how? Lock her away?

Exactly. We lock her away.

But who will take her place?

...

You don't know, do you?

Not yet. But-

Sir! I have an idea.

...Go ahead...

We um- create a new one.

We... create?

I'm not having sex.

No! Wrong idea, ma'am. We use our powers to make- um no, wrong word- simply, bring her into the world. Magic wise.

That... could work.

Th-thank you, sir.

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I gasped awake and looked around. Oh shit. This feels familiar. Dark room, bound to a chair, powers dampened. Oh yeah. It's all coming together. Fan-fucking-tastic. 

Wukong.

Fuck.

Was he okay?

I hoped so.

I groaned and shook my head. What if he was hurt? Or worse, killed? My thoughts started to wander to the most terrible possibilities. How much time had past? Hours, days? I didn't know. I just wanted to get out of here. 

Your bargain makes it a little hard to do that, petal.

You could always... break the bargain. But then you and Wukong would die.

Isn't that interesting?

Two of the most powerful deities in my grasp?! Oh my am I lucky.

I hissed and looked around. It was just as dark as when I was kept in the shadows, but this time, my eyes were adjusting. I now hate the dark. It never really was a fear of mine, but after being trapped in that black... nothing-ness, it was too much for me to handle. I didn't even know that the shadows could get that black.

I shivered at the thought and let out a shaky breath. I felt like crying. Why? That was a question to so many things.

Why was Macaque back to being the Lady Bitch Demons whore?

Why did he betray us?

Why do I think that Macaque has validation issues-

And most importantly-

Why the fuck do I feel like crying?

Stay strong .

Stay strong.

You can do this.