A Little One-Shot Book

Dash (Double & Clash) One-Shot: Discord

A/N- Okay, I really wanted to write this one cause they are both extremely flirty with each other and Clash IS gay. X3 Ish so kawii. Alright, I let chu read~(based on the song bellow)
Song Link- https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KVZJGCpp0JU
> =Part of song lyrics.

Warning: BLOODY, GORE, AND FIGHT SCENES aaaaand a few feels....

*3rd Person POV*

>I'm not a fan of puppeteers
>But I have a nagging fear
>Someone is pulling at the strings

King Double sat boredly on the royal throne. It wasn't much fun being king, sometimes. He blew some of his fluffy chocolate hair out of his dark coffee-brown eyes. His crown sat crooked on his head, small aquamarine jewels embedded in the fine gold. He wore a cyan t-shirt with the royal emblem, along with black jeans. A long cape spilled over the edges of his throne, edged in a fine white fluff.
"Sire! Sire! One of the rouges was caught!!" Yelled one of his many guard, rushing into his courtroom. He perked up, some excitement!

>Something's terrible is going down
>Through the entire town
>Wreaking anarchy and all it brings

A group of rebels had been attacking his city, blowing up random buildings and starting enormous fires.
"Bring him in." He said, sitting up. In the hallway, there were animal-like growls and yelps from injured men. Suddenly a creature was hauled in and dumped roughly on the ground. It was another hybrid, lion it seemed, and a beautiful one at that. He had a fine golden pelt, with a creamier underbelly. A thick mane flowed down off his head. Matching ears poked out, twitching occasionally. A thin tail with a tuft on the end lashed in anger. He was bound in chains, a few bloody scratches here and there. His claws were extended and glimmering with soldiers' blood.
"What's your name?" Double asked, curiously.
The creature looked up at him with piercing blue eyes. He bore his teeth in a nasty snarl, showing much hostility.
"Speak when you're spoken to!!" One of the soldiers commended, harshly kicking him. Double cringed a bit at the harsh treatment.
"Clash." He choked out, through the pain he had just recieved.

>I can't sit idly
>No, I can't move at all
>I curse the name
>The one behind it all

As Clash was doubled over in pain from the blow, he heard the king's loud voice ring out.
"Leave us." He commanded his army.
As soon as the door closed, he listened to a pair of feet slowly pad up to him.
"Clash, who do you work for?"
The lion growled again, though he was in no condition, whatsoever, to fight.
"Tell me who you work for, and I'll spare you."
"I'd rather die!" The hybrid spat, looking up in defiance.
"You're gonna tell me, or I'm gonna force it out of you!"
"Never!"
"Fine. You forced my hand. Guards, bring the rouge up to my room!
"Yes sire." The guards came in and, once again, began shoving around poor Clash.

As soon as he was dumped in the king's chamber, he was alert. Clash wanted, no, needed, to escape. Before he could get up, though, he was being blindfolded.
"What the-"
"Shh. If you want you live, you should stay silent."
The king. What was he up to? Soon, Clash was being tied to chair. The blindfold was removed and he looked around frantically, expecting a torture room. Sighing in relief, he realized he was in some sort of library.
"Where am I?" He wonder aloud.
"This is my private library. Nice, no?"
"Yea, it's great. So, are you gonna kill me or what?"
The king chuckled from somewhere within the maze.
"So eager to die? I'd think you'd at least want to bargain for your life!"
"I dunno, you have quite the reputation for being a troll."
"Well, I learned from the best..." The king said as he emerged from behind one of the shelves. The hybrid stared at him in the dim lights of the room. He was always told King Double was handsome, but not THIS attractive! Oh, did I forget to mention Clash was attracted to boys more than girls? Well, he is. Get over it. Moving on.
A purr was beginning too rise in Clash's throat, but he pushed it down quickly.
The king gave him a skeptical look, but continued.
"Until you give me the information I need, you'll be my personal servant. Or you can give me the information, and I'll let you be free."
"Psh, I'd rather die before betraying my friends!" The hybrid huffed.
"Suit yourself." The king shrugged, and walked over behind the chair. Double was smiling to himself, how fun this would be! He'd humiliate the creature until he spilled his guts.
He untied him. The lion hybrid, glad to finally free, looked up at his new captor. The king was thoughtfully staring down at him.
Clash could feel his cheeks heating up.
"Umm, can I help you sire?"
"One, don't call me sire, call me Double, and second, you probably need some bandages."
'Double' walked off and Clash continued sitting there.