Not A Pet story

Chapter Two

I let the guard chain me and obediently followed him out of the room. The only reason I was so calm was because I knew that if I moved too much, the silver chains would burn me and it would hurt like a bi*ch. It hurts when rose water is injected; it paralyzes me, but the silver... I don't want to even think about it. These burns heal slowly and while they do, they hurt as if they were appearing all over again. In a supernatural world, you would barely see any silver around as it's so poisonous to the majority of supers skin.

"..Mr. Reynolds, while you wait, maybe you'd like to look around for any... equipment?" I heard Ashford's voice, but my attention was caught by the name he mentioned. It sounded familiar, I just couldn't remember where.

"No, I think I have everything I need to keep her comfortable," a low voice said and it sent shivers down my spine.

No! I screamed in my head and suddenly stopped. Since the guard didn't see me stopping, he pulled on the chains and they burned my wrists. I screamed in agony and soon, Mr. Ashford was next to us, hitting the guard.

"You stupid idiot what have you done"

"I am NOT going with him" I cried, pulling my hands to me, screaming, and just maybe trying to burn my wrist down to be free and run away.

"Stupid bi*tch, get up" Mr. Ashford kicked me and grabbed me by my hair.

"Please don't hit my kitsune, Arthur, I want her... fresh."

Reynolds came to the back of the store too and our eyes locked. Well, at least for a second before I tried jumping on him to rip his head off; only if Ashford wasn't holding me by hair and a guard by the chains. Reynolds laughed and came closer.

"It's like you know me"

"Oh, I know you" I spat on his face and he wiped it with almost no emotion. Only his fangs betrayed how annoyed he got and the image stopped me from moving altogether.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Reynolds, she's usually much more obedient" Ashford apologized, still holding my hair in his fist.

"It's fine, I know how to tame them." He waved his hands as if it was not a big deal and then reached for the chains. "Now if I may"

"Shall we put her to sleep first for you sir?"

And after a nod from Reynolds, I was injected with rose water.

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When I woke up, I was chained up in a small cage. It reminded me of those cages that little birds were kept in because I was only able to sit in it. My hands were crossed and locked behind me as if I was uncomfortably hugging myself; my legs were wrapped with silver over my clothes so they wouldn't burn unless I moved too much.

"Good morning, my new kitsune."

"I'd rather die than be yours" I hissed staring into his green as a forest eyes.

"Oh, I can arrange that too. I'm just curious, have we met before? You seem very angry with me"

"You... you don't remember" For a moment my frowned face turned to a surprised one.

He turned his head to the side, stared at me for a minute, and then gently shook his head.

"You and your gang almost killed me once."

"My gang" He laughed at my words, as if it was something very funny "I'm sorry me and my gang almost killed you."

"Are you mocking me? It sounds like you're mocking me." I grounded my teeth together, not happy about this whole situation at all.

"No, seriously, I'm sorry, we were probably too high from your smell."

"It doesn't change the fact that you almost killed me. You basically left me dry out in the alley. It's your fault Mr. Ashford caught me because I wasn't able to defend myself."

"Then it's fate that I brought you, isn't it?"

"IT'S NOT FUNNY" I shouted and he laughed again.

"You're too funny. I could watch you being mad all day" Reynolds' face was shining with amusement and I decided to not give him the entertainment, so I lowered my head down so my hair would fall on my face.

He laughed again and opened the cage. I felt his cold finger under my chin and Reynolds lifted my face. His eyes caught mine and before I realized it, I heard him say "You will do everything I say." I felt my head nodding.

"Did you just glamour me?" I asked in a calm voice.

"Oh yes, I did, my dear. And I want you to understand that you are glamoured for every task that I give you, which you wouldn't do otherwise. Do you understand me?"

"I'll know when I don't want to do something, but I will still do it, I understand," I whispered.

"Good kitsune." Mr. Reynolds stroked my hair and carefully pulled me out of the cage.

"I will kill you in your sleep" I hissed after he broke the eye contact.

"I am so keeping your attitude" He laughed again.

Reynolds took his sweet time unchaining me while explaining that I was to not leave this house, definitely not allowed outside, and just in case - no killings. When he dropped the chains in the cage, I looked at the deep wounds on my wrists and gently touched them. It hurt so much I let out a small sound which caught his attention.

"I could just assume it's not very pleasant."

"Do you want to try it?" I smiled sarcastically and he rolled his eyes.

"I could heal it for you if you want."

The pain was intense enough for me to even consider it before I remembered how he would help.

"If Master would be so kind and let me decline, I would," I said in my sweetest tone, trying to hide sarcasm in some of my words.

"We'll see how long you'll last."

"Also, I'm sure Mr. Ashford didn't tell you, but my name is Catherine and I'm sure you'd call your pet by a name, not a title."

It took a lot of my pride to say it, but whenever I heard someone call me Kitsune, my blood would boil. It sounded like I was a pet. I am a living being, I have rights, even though usually kitsunes are only seen as pets, because oh we are so cute to have around the house. This is slavery, but no one is doing anything to change it. And here I am, another pet for another master. Out of all the things he could possibly be - a freaking vampire with glamouring skills.

Great. Just great.