~Mark My Heart~{Damian Wayne X Reader}

Chapter 34

I look at the scene before me, watching the two enraged wolves fight till their demise.

Out of the corner of my eyes I see one of the wolves mate, I think her name's Alana. She's trying her eyes out, praying her mate make it out alive. 

Mate...

Something about that word feels familiar, however, it also fills me with a sense of dread. I can't believe I was mated to him.

I glance at Kendall, seeing him laughing at watching the battle with a smile. I turn my head back to the fight, hearing the sound of a neck snap. What I see is horrific. The wolf from Kendall's pack is laying on the ground, neck snapped in two different places, bones popped out of it's places, sticking out of his body.

(Gonna keep try and keep it PG.)

"And the winner is the rogue!" Kendall announces as Alana falls to the floor. She rushes over and clutches her lover's lifeless corpse, tears flowing freely down her face. "He deserved. He was weak...." Kendall mutters, turning to look at me. "Come along Y/n, you have training in store." He grabs my hand, me blindly following him. I'm unable to fight back, meaning sadly no insults.

When we get to the 'training' room, which is actually a metal table and chairs, accompanied by some lab stuff.

"Sit." Kendall commands. I nod, plopping myself in the cold metal chair. "Must I cuff you?" I look at him, giving him the only thing I can. A blank stare. "No?" He laughs at his 'joke'.

He grabs a needle just as a female walks in.

"Ken doll, come on. You've been cooped up in this lab for days, and with that ugly ducking no less. Come one, we can do whatever you want.." She coos.

Kendall looks pissed beyond pissed.

"No. Go away Megan! I don't want you here!" He screams at her, tears come to her eyes. Megan runs off, muttering curse words along the way. "Now, on to more important things." He grabs another chemical, mixing the two.

He puts it in a syringe, then..

Shoves it in my leg.

I don't yelp or scream, having gotten used to this feeling. Kendall smirks.

"No music?" He mocks, faking a pout.

*3rd Person PoV*

The young girl sitting on the chair, she looks empty and cold. Her features are sunk in, her body, thin and frail. She's undernourished and suffering.

The boy in front of her, acting like the Joker. He's gone mad in the head, going after someone in a dazed state of love.(#Yandereboi)

The room is mostly silent. The sound of Y/n shallow breaths the only thing clearing audible. Kendall, who's watching her. Just staring into her now emptied soul.

Once he's decided that he's had enough, Kendall 'escorts' the almost lifeless figure to her cell.

It's an insane asylum inspired room. The walls are made of patting for it to be 'claw proof'. The floors are hard cement, it makes sure that no matter how hard you try, you wont ever escape.

Y/n has spent many nights here. Whether it be alone or not. Sometimes Kendall would throw her some company. He'd make another wolf sit there and await their death.

The once lively aura around Y/n was now gone. Her smile faded, her health faded and most of her memory did as well. That was Kendall's plan, right? Make his obsession his. But no. That was only part one. Did you know Kendall wasn't doing this plan alone? For the clever wolf had an accomplice, a pretty yet stupid move.