(( Tortured Into Love ))

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~ 20 years later ~

I woke up from my blackout to fine myself in a cage. Great.. Another transfer.. I saw a clipboard next to the cage door and crawled up to it to the best of my ability so I could read it.

Name: AntiSepticEye

Counterpart: JackSepticEye

Current age: 27

Captured age: 7

Killed: 18

Wounded: 8

Family: none

Friends: none

Caretaker: ----iplier

The first part of the name was scratched out.

Iplier..? Who's Iplier..? Must be the family name or something..

I heard footsteps outside my cage. I backed away into the shadows I had to hide in. I saw a guy who's a little taller than with laid back red hair and glasses who picked up the clipboard and turned the other way. He didn't move.

"So.." I cocked my head in confusion as he started talking. "You're the famous AntiSepticEye.. It will be a pleasure to keep you in my possession.." He had a low, buttery voice that was to die for.. Wait what..? He glanced back and I saw a glowing red eye look right at me with lust. My eyes widened with more confusion as he went the way he came..

Then it hit me..

Darkiplier...

Darkiplier was gonna keep me this time? He's a well known demon.. Known for torturing others.. Well, I'm in for a ride..

I looked at my left wrist. It started bleeding again as someone walked up to my cage. I was once again tackled from behind. This time someone held me down as they put a leash around my neck. They let go and I put a hand up to my neck, feeling the leash along with the shock collar.

They opened the cage and I immediately began sprinting for my life. About two strides in, I got pulled back by my neck. I fell on the ground, landing on my back. I coughed up a bit of blood onto my shirt and looked to see another big, armored man with a firm grip on the leash.

"You're not going anywhere..." I looked away. I felt his angry, blood lust eyes on my weak, pale skin. Tears started to fall down my face. Today is the twentieth anniversary of my mother's death.. By them..

I felt the guard's eyes leave my skin but I kept my head down. I sniffled and wiped my tears, my eyes turning from tear filled to anger filled.

I felt his eyes on the back of my head again. "Get up," he commanded. I stayed down, thinking of my mother and her final words repeating through my head. He yelled the command again. I still stayed down.

I glanced back to see the shock collar remote at full power, his thumb about to press the shock button. My eyes widen with fear and he pressed the button, having my body fall to the ground. Before I blacked out, I felt a pair of warm, strong arms pick up my shocked, fragile body.

Then once again, blackout..