Viva La Vida

Feel The Fear In My Enemies' Eyes

TW: Rape, Murder, Torture & Abuse

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Nightmare stalked the halls, slowly palming against the sword at his side. His lover stayed in their chambers, Killer at his side, protecting him and taking care of him. Nightmare-on the other hand-was taking care of him in another way, getting rid of the guards who took advantage of him. The guards who saw a slave and threw themselves at him without any semblance of self control or thought of the consequences. Yes, Ink was a slave, but he was higher up in the chain of command than almost anyone in that castle. He was higher up than any of the guards, any of the servants, he was even higher up than Dream-a literal prince-was, as the concubine of the crowning prince, the King.

Yet, despite all that, an idiotic and disrespectful group of guards decided that he was to be the target of their violent sexual advances. He could feel his anger and LV bubbling up against his bones, feeling like it was trying to break and crack his body from the inside out. He was angry, and he would completely eviscerate the people responsible. Both Ink and the staff members that had seen what they did to him described the group of men, and he was going to find and kill them as revenge for his lover. Just as they always did, the staff around him knew to steer clear, and to answer his questions when he asked them where the guards were. He stormed around the castle, on the verge of mutilating anyone who dared to come in between him and the revenge his lover needed.

He threw open the doors to the soldiers barracks and every guard in there immediately stood at attention in front of their beds. Just as they were trained to do for their King. Nightmare walked through the barracks, looking for one of the guards who was responsible and hoped that he'd rat the rest of his friends out. His eyes fell on one of them, he looked exactly as Ink and the staff had described, and he looked terrified and his eyes remained stuck to the floor, even as his King approached him. Eye contact with the King was punishable by death. It was stupid rule, one that was only there to show how much power he had over the guards. But it had been ingrained into them from the second they joined the Royal Guard and they had all seen what happened to someone who went against said rule.

"You. With me." He ordered, staring him down, and watching him nod before turning on his heel.

He walked out of the room, the guard trailing closely behind. Both of the men ignored the scared and sympathetic looks from the guards as they left the barracks, and front he staff as they trekked  through the hallways

He walked him down to the dungeon and threw him into an already bloody cell, no doubt the remains of another criminal who had also wronged the King or his Kingdom. Nightmare kneeled down to him and pulled his sword out of its sheath, placing it against his neck. The man flinched back and tried to shuffle away from the King and the terrifying and impending death of the sword at his neck.

"Who were you with?" Nightmare asked. "When you raped my concubine."

"Wh-what?" The man asked, his voice shaking with fear.

"If you tell me, I will spare you. If you do not tell me, well, my LV has been needing a little... help."

"You're gonna kill me? I don't even know who your concubine is! Or that you even had one!"

"Not if you tell me the rest of the people who you raped Ink with."

"Ink? I-I-"

"Are your friends more important to you? Or is your life?"

The man hesitated, but he quickly spilled the beans and told the King the names of the five other guards he joined to take advantage of his vulnerable lover in exchange for sparing his life. Nightmare stood up, the sword still trained on his neck as he looked down at him with LV ridden disdain. The King tightened his grasp on the sword as the voices in his head screamed for blood, and violent retribution. The guard knew the look on his face, the glow in his eyes, and started begging for him to let him go.