A Psycho Love

Chapter 8: Lust's Past (part 1)

*End of Dust's Flashback*

*Lust's POV*

   After Dust told me about his whole reason or flashback, I looked at his face. He was almost on the verge of crying, but he didn't show it. I felt pitty for him. He has been through much than me. I saw little tears forming in the corner of his eye sockets while some were streaming down his face. I couldn't help but hug him. He was surprised of my sudden action but hugged back instead of shoving me. I looked up at him and caressed my thumb on his cheek while wiping some of the tears. "Shhh... It's ok... And I'm sorry for asking you that question since it is a touchy subject to you..." I apologized while looking down ashamed. "Heh... *sniff* It's ok... It's not your fault... Plus I need someone to tell my past since know one knew about that. You were actually the first and only one who knew about this. Not even Nightmare knows this" he said. He wiped off his tears. "Heh... Guess I'm lucky then..." I said while scratching the back of my skull and smiling a bit. I decided to make another conversation so that I could get him to not think of my question again and I maybe I could cheer him up a bit. To my surprise, it actually worked. He seems distracted. Then there was this one question he asked me.

"Sooo... Why did you choose to be the so called 'slut' everyone called you?"

I froze... My memories a came back to me all of a sudden at it was giving me a headache. My eyes were blank and I was speechless... The only thing I could say is "Why do you want to know?" My eyes were still blank by that tine and I wasn't facing him. "Well... Since I told you my back story, I might as well know your's plus I wanted to learn more about you" he replied. "But it's ok if you just gave me a summary not the whole story because it might be a waste of your time". I finally snapped back from my train of memories. "No. No it's fine. I could tell you everything since I don't have anything to do" I said. In all honesty, I didn't want him to leave because he gave me company. "Sooo... Uh... What really happened?" He asked me again. "*sigh* Might as well tell you..."

~~~FLASHBACK~~~

   Darkness... All I could see is darkness... I opened my eyes and it stings a little, but I managed to do so. I was a kid back then. Lonely, innocent, shy, scared. I wasn't the person I am today. Currently, I was in a small dark room which looked like a lab. I was tied up to a metal table as if I was being operated in a hospital. I was wearing some clothes that also looked like I was in a hospital I could here voices outside the room. One was very familiar to me. Later on, the door opened revealing some doctors and... HIM... "Hello there my precious daughter..." He said as he stroked my head lovingly. "Dad? Where am I?... Why am I here?..." I asked. He didn't exactly answer my question. All he said was "Reasons". He then went to a table and went back to me. My eye sockets widened on what he was holding. We was holding a syringe with a purple-like substance in it. I struggled to get free and I kept on yelling and pleading. "Hold her still" he commanded. The other doctors did what he said and held me still. One was pinning my head to the metal table, one was putting his hand on my mouth to keep me quiet, while the other two held my arms and legs. I tried to break free but to no avail. I felt like I was weak, as if they drained me before holding me captive in here. I noticed my father coming closer to me with the syringe in his hand. I struggled more, but the more I struggled, the more their grip on me tightened. I yelped in pain as their grip hurt. Tears forming on the corner of my eye sockets and streamed down my face. I was so scared. There was no one to help me. My father noticed this and he caressed my cheek wiping out a few tears that fell. "Shhh... It will be all over soon..." He said. He then injected the needle in my eye socket. IT HURTS. I shrieked in pain but my yells were just muffled due to a hand covering my mouth. I started to struggle and thrashed around. I shrieked more as it went deeper into my eye socket. I know that this isn't possible but skeletons like me, have magic in their soul. And since our 'eyes' are connected to the soul, making us see, there is a big possibility that the injection hurts. I could feel that the purple-like substance is making it's way to my soul and surrounding my  eye sockets. It hurts like HELL. I could feel that the substance already reached my soul because of the burning sensation I felt and my soul glowing purple. Tears were already streaming down my face as the pain kept on going. I could feel my eye lighting a purple flame-like aura as if by magic. I felt some of the substance leaking out of my eye. The pain was unbearable. Soon, dad took off the syringe out of my eye socket. "Okay... It's done... Shhh... No need to cry... It's all over 5AN5" he said trying to calm me down. The other doctors let go of me. I clutched my eye and tried making the pain and the flame-like aura go away. Dad came up to me and something in his hands. It looks like a temporary eyepatch. He put it on my eye and tried healing it with his magic. Soon the pain went away. He put me back to my room. It looks more like a room of where people take hostage of their victims. But he made it more comfy. Why am I here you may ask? Well... My dad isn't really my 'dad' he just created me, but I still call him dad because he is more like a father figure to me. But I am more like an expirement to him, though he took care of me. He gave me food everyday and always checked my health. It feels like home.

But I was wrong...

 

  One day, dad took me to his 'friend' to have a chat with him. "Dad? Why are we going to your friend's house?" I asked him. "I'm just going to talk matters with him. If you feel lonely, he has a kid with him about your age" he replied. After a while of walking through Waterfall, we finally arrived at his friend's house. Dad and his friend were talking about something about a new expirement. After that, dad came up to me and he said that we are going home. We said our goodbyes then went back home.
  The next day, it was very busy for dad. I went inside his lab and I saw many more of those purple-like substance in small containers, and many syringes. I could still remember of what he did to me that day. I then went upstairs, and to my surprise, there were a lot of people and dad was injecting them all with the purple substance. I watched as more people come and go. Then there were no more and dad was exhausted. He decided to take a nap. But... He wasn't going to bed...  Curiosity over come me so I decided to follow him and stay hidden. I noticed him going back to his lab and getting one of the containers that held the substance, and a syringe. He injected himself with the substance. He then walked off and took a nap on the sofa. I decided to go back to my room. I flopped on my bed as questions popped up in my mind. What was in that stuff? Is it something bad? Or was it just nothing? I shrugged it off and drifted off to sleep.
   The next few days, I realised dad was acting... Strange... He changed his clothes to something more... Revealing... And he started to seduce others. But not only him, EVERYBODY in the whole underground started to act... Strange... Just like dad, they wore clothes that are revealing... And they started to act strange... And whenever I took a walk outside, they always look at me seductively. What is wrong with them?

===To be continued===

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