𝕳𝖆𝖙𝖊 ⚜️𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘

⚜️𝔚𝔬𝔩𝔣𝔤𝔞𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤

That gloomy fortress protrudes from the desert like a dark blemish.  It serves as the final resting place for many. Aside from the occasional cries of the dying, lustful moans, and desperate sobs, the castle is remarkably quiet.  It's a surprisingly peaceful afternoon, for the most part.
A significant secret, for Hate, is concealed within the tower room.  The sister's situation remains unknown to everyone. All the brothers cherish their sister. However, occasionally... one of them harbors animosity towards her..
"Who gave you the right to hit me" Wolfgang's voice echoes loudly. Annora lets out a malicious laugh.
"You're acting like a dick, I have every right," she replies.
"If I'm that big of a problem, just kill me."
"Wolf, don't be so theatrical. You're stupid enough already," Annora mocks. Wolfgang approaches Annora.
"Do you understand all the sacrifices I've made for you?" Annora hesitates. She attempts to move away, but he is too strong.
"Yes, she replies softly."But that doesn't mean you have to be an asshole," she grumbles, kneeing him in the balls. Wolfgang drops to his knees with a low growl. Annora hurries away.
Godfrey wearily ascends the stairs, his muscles aching.  He hears a voice unexpectedly call out.
"Please stop screaming."  He looks up in surprise. He softly mutters a curse,
"Oh, goddess." 
"Don't you dare" Annora shouts.  Godfrey hurriedly goes upstairs.
"Please be quiet, I can hear you till down".
"Fuck" he curses softly as he glances at the current situation. Annora is positioned between Wolfgang and the cupboard.  His right eye appears to be bruised. "Can't you just live together in peace for five fucking minutes" he shouts. "Please!"
""He started it," Annora says tearfully.  "You are the one who hit me," Wolfgang explains. Godfrey quietly mutters to himself. Wolfgang and Annora have been friends for a very long time. He and Annora had even had sex regularly not so long ago. They fucked almost everywhere. The dining hall, the stables, the cells...  But recently... his anger towards her has been escalating. He cannot articulate the reason. Could it be because he has finally found true love?  Could it be because she is in love with Vengeance? Is she angry because he doesn't want to fuck her anymore?
No. That can't be it. She recently had sex with Rogue. While it's not necessary for him to know, Rogue wasn't the most intelligent, particularly when it came to concealing information. He senses it deep within, a darkness coursing through his veins. He sacrificed everything for her safety, yet their constant arguments are quite frustrating.
"I'm talking to you, moron," he hears again. Wolfgang casts a glance in her direction. As he approaches, she feels a sudden shortness of breath. "Wolf!" she cries.
"Wolf!" Godfrey exclaims, pulling him back.. Annora kicks him in the balls as he does so. Wolfgang emits a low growl and gently pushes Godfrey away.
"Fuck" Godfrey cries out as he falls to the ground.  Startled, he lifts his head. His younger brother was becoming stronger each day. Wolfgang attacks Annora again. Annora quickly closes her eyes, bracing herself for the blow.  However, she feels no impact. Heinrich rushed into the room and pulled Wolfgang away from her.
"What is happening" Heinrich inquires. Wolfgang quickly exits the room. "Where are you going?" Godfrey politely asks.
"I am going for a walk," Wolfgang replies. He calmly descends the stairs. He stops abruptly when he nearly collides with Loneliness.
"My lord," he greets politely.  Loneliness smiles before he leaves. Wolfgang continues his walk, shaking his head thoughtfully.  His mind races as he walks. He wonders why Annora always seems to irritate him, and why he finds himself so easily angered.  He reflects on his frequent anger and frustration, questioning what might be causing it. He considers himself a complex person. Could it be related to the two bites?
With heavy breaths, he enters the frigid dungeons.  Faint pleas occasionally reach his ears, but he remains unmoved. Wolfgang has always been unlike his siblings; calmer, yet more volatile. They all vowed to protect Annora upon entering the castle, a memory as vivid as yesterday.
"Hate stated, "I will bite you to ensure your loyalty." Godfrey then ushered Annora out the door, instructing her to, "Hide."  Hate called out, "Wolfgang," prompting Wolfgang to approach the creature. The marking process was completed in under a minute. He felt quite dizzy and unwell, but time was short. He went back outside, this time to Annora's, and changed his clothes.  He wanted to spare Annora from the disturbing thoughts of Hate. "Albrecht!" Hate called out. Wolfgang approached him again, this time using the other side of his neck.
Wolfgang had been bitten twice, suffering from the consequences, but he appeared unconcerned. Annora was saved. She would not be raped repeatedly. It was an impulsive decision, one that had ensured Annora's safety until this moment. However, his patience had run out; she consistently disrupted his routine. Wolfgang discreetly checked his surroundings before using a hairpin to unlock the cell.  A terrified Katinka looked up as the heavy lock released, her heart sinking.
"My dearest Wolfgang," she exclaims joyfully. Wolfgang gently strokes her jaw.
"My love, I require your embrace," he says, lowering his napkin.
"Oh, my sweet Wolfgang, was it truly that difficult again" she asks, holding him close. He rests his face tenderly against her shoulder.
"As always," he whispers softly.  A few moments pass before he releases her. "Have you happened to see her" Katinka inquires, with curiosity. With a gentle sigh, Wolfgang shakes his head.  He lets out a long, quiet sigh.
"Not since Greed's passing.  There are whispers within the palace that she is with Desam. However, that is positive news. You needn't fear Desam; he is much like myself, though he possesses a greater composure around women." Wolfgang offers a friendly wink. Katinka chuckles. "I can always depend on you." "Always," Wolfgang assures her earnestly, taking her hand in his. Katinka softly kisses him. 
"Wolf, I don't want you to..."
"It's alright," he replies. Katinka sighs with concern.
"Could you tell me the date?"
"I believe it's August, but I'm unsure of the day. Please pardon me." Katinka nods.
"Time seems to pass quickly when one is confined here."
"I wish I could escort you upstairs."
"I understand," she whispers, gently kissing his lips. Katinka gently traces her fingers through her dark hair, her touch lingering on the thin braid behind his ear. 
"Who cuts your hair" she asks playfully.
"Davina. Is it that bad?" Wolfgang chuckles as Katinka laughs heartily.  Her fingers caress his strong jawline and thick eyebrows.
"I've missed you," she says. "Immeasurably," Wolfgang replies softly before kissing her tenderly.
"Loneliness," Hate shouts. Loneliness pokes his head into his bedroom."Put that whore in jail, will you?" Hate orders as he closes his vest. Silently, Loneliness persuades Katara to leave his room. Hate ignores her.  "Oh, Loneliness?" Loneliness looks up, appearing bored. "What did you wish to share with me?" Loneliness smiles. He gestures some things.
"I am eager to hear," Hate says without emotion, gazing into a mirror. He waves in front of the glass. A smile plays on his lips as he observes Alana fast asleep.
Again Loneliness growls as Katara hits him again.
"Dirty sewer rat" she grumbles insultingly. Loneliness shakes his head annoyed as he pushes her into a cell. With a loud slam, he slams the door shut. Stupid witch bitch he thinks to himself. Upon turning around, he begins to walk away, but then comes to a sudden halt. Wolfgang cautiously exits the cell directly in front of him. Loneliness gazes at the young thief with surprise, his eyes falling upon the keys in Wolfgang's right hand. With a look of incomprehension, Loneliness looks again at Wolfgang. Wolfgang's heart pounds in his chest as he gently closes the door behind him. A grin spreads across Loneliness's lips.
With a deep sigh, Hate settles onto the throne. He closes his eyes for a moment.  At last, silence; at last, peace.  At last, a moment to gather his thoughts. He rests a hand before his eyes. There is still so much to do, but for now, just five minutes of rest.
"Oh fuck off," he mumbles and opens his eyes. "What now" he inquires loudly.
"You won't believe this," Vengeance chuckles, pulling Wolfgang inside. Hate growls.
"Surprise me," he replies indifferently.
"This little idiot has found a way to open the cells." Hate's eyes widen as he lifts his head. He observes the thief, who is desperately attempting to escape his grasp. Wolfgang hides his face beneath his large green hood. Hate slowly rises and approaches the young man. Wolfgang gazes bravely into Hate's eyes. Hate snorts with amusement. His hand rests upon the silver buckle on his chest. "Why would you choose to be in the cells? What exactly is your purpose there?" Wolfgang breathes heavily as he looks at him. Fuck, he was just catching his breath! Hate snorts.  He pushes the boy backward.  "Vengeance," he requests. 
Obediently, Vengeance assists in restraining Wolfgang.  Hate observes the young thief; his breathing is rapid and shallow. How did he gain entry to my cells? He possesses the only key set, and it remains in his custody at all times.  Alternatively, Vengeance. Hate removes Wolfgang's mouthpiece. "You have one chance to explain," he says.  "How did you access the cells? Whom were you intending to see?" Wolfgang quietly lowers his gaze.  A feeling of intense dislike arises. Excellent, precisely what he requires... He strikes Wolfgang again in the stomach. "I will not cease until you tell me her name." Wolfgang stands taller and lets out a low growl. He prepares himself for the next strike to the face. And the one following that...
"Who is it" he shouts angrily as Wolfgang spits blood onto the floor.  The young thief's face is bruised and wounded, with blood streaming from his nose and lips.  
"Nobody"  he finally mutters. Hate holds his fist, looking bewildered at Vengeance, who stares back in surprise.  He then looks at Loneliness, who shares his surprise. Both demons burst into laughter. 
"You're kidding," he says. "You mean you'll go all the way down just to play with yourself? Come on, Wolf, I'm not an idiot."
"Oh, but you are," Wolfgang suggests. A muscle in Hate's neck tenses.  Loneliness puts his fist to his mouth.  He nervously steps back.
"Do you have a death wish" Hate whispers. Wolfgang, the brave one, stares at him.
"Kill me, and you'll never know," he declares. Hate chuckles.
"I'm not going to kill you, Wolf; you're going to kill yourself.  One of these days. And I'll watch," he says softly, striking Wolfgang across the throat. Wolfgang takes a deep breath as his lungs fail him.  He coughs and wheezes.  Vengeance observes him as he holds the limp boy. He is confused.
"Fuck" Hate cries, taking a step back. "Oh, you little piece of shit," Hate snarls. "Are you suggesting that you were not truthful about your activities and also your medical condition?"  He gestures to Vengeance, who then throws the boy to the ground. Wolfgang struggles for breath. He opens his vest and emits a deep growl.
Hate should let the boy die. But the thief serves a purpose for him. He gently kneels and places his hands on Wolfgang's chest and back. "I'll only do this once you stupid idiot" he growls. He gently presses on Wolfgang's chest.  "Ethü," Hate murmurs.  Fresh oxygen fills his lungs. Wolfgang exhales deeply and gasps for air. Hate rises and nods to Vengeance. "Sleep on it," Hate says, his tone sharp. He nods again to Vengeance, who carefully leads the young boy away. "Vengeance, Loneliness, please bring me Rogue and Albrecht," Hate requests.  Nodding, the demon ignores Wolfgang's growls.