𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓?

Novocaine, Never same, Never going up

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The wind was intoxicating, it was as if the city was free to do whatever it wanted. The demons, various kinds of them. Kind, cruel, unhinged and hearts as hard as a concrete floor. And that concrete floor laid a woman, heavy wooden planks being striked at her skin. She wasn't crying, but a dull expression can be seen on her blood tainted face. What can she really do to fight back with wrists chained to the floor? nothing but a little novocaine can help her. She can feel it striking her every time, as the pain immediately disappears due to the effect of the drug that had helped her from this situation. It's been two days ever since she has been wondering when she'll get fed. She softly groaned, her head rocked back and forth. She could feel her upper body being lifted up by the men, them unchaining her and holding her up. They put Vi down on a metal board, "Come on pretty, say something." 

She could hear his voice, his disgusting.. voice. It drove her insane every time she heard it, it made her wanna punch him in the face. Every time she thought about it, she could almost feel him stabbing a knife at her throat by just imagining it. She's been pretty strong so far, but she truly wishes she could just die. "Need." Vi softly mumbled and hung her head low.

"Need what, my dear?"

"Food, please." She said, "I need water." She begged in a tired voice, clearly sick. She could feel her stomach getting dry, she needed something to make her stomach full. "Give me a reason to feed you." He said, crossing his arms. Eyes piercing into her soul, as if he was reading her like some book. Vi's hands made their way to Valentino's wrists, looking up at him. "Please, I promise I'll do better at the job. Please feed me, I'm starving." Valentino softly chuckled and took Vi's jaw, puffing up her cheeks. His smile turned into a smirk, knowing how desperate the girl was. "Maybe we ought' to feed you something.." He spoke in a gentle voice, making Vi automatically smile. The zaunite was glad that the overlord had given her some mercy, hoping to eat as much as she could. The men took Vi and dragged her outside of the basement, demons can be heard cheering, clashing their drinks together causing a spill, women dancing with revealing clothing with money being thrown at the ground. The atmosphere felt cold. Vape being blown out, making the club fog up from the smoke. Valentino took out a syringe, injecting it in Vi's arm; with the same drug he had given her when she was high. It immediately shot into Vi's brain, her eyes becoming red and puffy as while she was walking, she slightly stumbled. Her vision doubled, and the music felt louder. Her heart felt connected to the soul of the demons, she started laughing tiredly as she was laid down on a table.

"Bought a new friend for you guys to play with, meet Vi." Valentino laughed heavily and patted Vi at the back, blowing out a puff of smoke out of his mouth right at Vi's face. Vi tried fighting herself off, but she couldn't. The demons approached Vi, grabbing her off the table and grabbing some beer to make her drink. "Yeah! Get that little bitch some drinks for killing that woman!" They all cheered and took a larger bottle of beer, poking it at Vi's lips. Her lips immediately latched unto them, and they yelled and coached her as they held the beer upside down into her mouth, making her drink all of it. Vi moaned heavily, trying to pull away but her chin was being held upwards. Her human strength was nothing compared to these demons, and all she can do is groan and whine at every swallow. The beer was soon empty, as they slowly pulled the empty bottle away from her. "G— gone!" Vi coughed and gagged, stumbling forward, as the female imp in front of her ended up catching her. They held her up like a ragdoll as they laughed in joy. 

"Ooh, she's out of it ain't she?"

"She's lost as fuck! I mean, look at her."