Whoever has their name in the title is who the chapter is focusing on.
Warning: contians blood.
When Ritchie woke up his head was incredibly sore, much to his confusion. Until he remembered what had happened, causing him to quickly sit up and look around the room he was in. His eyes widened in fear almost instantly, as he recognized the room he was in. This room is the room he grew up in, and the room Brandon would keep him locked up in.
His breathing quickened as tears appeared in his eyes. He didn't want to be back here, he didn't want to be tortured again. He went to the mirror and saw that he had a shock collar (that Brandon made to stop Ritchie from using his magic) on his neck and some metal bands around his wings. These metal bands were made specifically to stop a supernatural from flying. He had no way out, as all the windows have metal bars and his brother would have locked the door.
With a deflated sigh, he walked over to the window and sat in the window sill. He was at least a little bit happy that the plants that he kept in his room were taken care of. He suddenly heard a lovely, song-like sound, causing him to know exactly what it was. He looked up and saw four dralibri flying towards him. (Image not mine and the dralibri look like the ones down below)
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He smiled as they latched onto him and started to nuzzle him. Brandon didn't want to risk Ritchie becoming depressed so he got these little guys for him.
''I missed you guys.'' They continued to play and climb on Ritchie for some time, until a voice cut through the silence.
''Hello little brother.'' Ritchie froze and turned around with fear on his face while the dralibris flew off and hid.
His brother was looking at him with a poker face, but Ritchie could see the anger and insanity in his eyes. Than, before anyone could react, Brandon had grabbed Ritchie by the back of his collar and began to drag him somewhere. This made it hard for Ritchie to breath but he didn't struggle, knowing that struggling would only make things worse for him. It took a few minutes for Brandon to stop, and Ritchie was extremely close to passing out from a lack of oxygen.
Once he regained his breath, Ritchie felt a sharp tug on his collar as he was harshly tossed into the wall, causing him to let out a cry of pain. His body was shaking as he looked up, seeing the look of insanity in his brother's eyes as he pulled out a whip. This caused him to shake even more as tears came to his eyes.
''This is your punishment for telling those two about my plan. It was originally going to be worse but I realized that it wasn't fully your fault.'' And with that, he brought the whip down on Ritchie, causing the boy to wail out in pain.
Brandon continued to whip Ritchie, switching to knife after 5 minutes. He carved drawings and words into Ritchie's skin, making the knife go deep enough for him to scar but not bleed to death. After Brandon had finished, Ritchie was curled up on the floor with his wings wrapped around him, quietly sobbing. Brandon stared down at his brother before picking him up and carrying him somewhere. Ritchie whimpered at the contact but was in too much pain to struggle.
Brandon brought Ritchie into a room with a medical bed, a table of medical supplies, a sink, and a large bathtub. Brandon placed Ritchie on the bed before walking towards the bathtub and turning on the hot water, also filling up a bucket with the water. He walked to the table and grabbed some bandages before walking back to Ritchie. He grabbed one of Ritchie's wings and began to wrap it in bandages, making sure it was fully covered before doing the same to the next wing, after that he took off all of Ritchie's clothes except for his boxers. He walked back to the bathtub turned off the water before walking back towards Ritchie.
He picked Ritchie up and brought him to the hot bath before gently placing him in the water, being careful as to not let his wings get wet. He grabbed a cloth and dipped it in the bucket and poured a bit of disinfectant on it before gently washing Ritchie's wounds. After he finished washing Ritchie's wounds he grabbed a cup and poured the hot water on his head, being careful as to not get any in his face. Ritchie felt himself become drowsy from the hot water and he fell asleep while Brandon was washing his hair.
After Brandon finished washing his younger brother's hair, he picked him up and brought him back to the medical bed. He then grabbed the bandages again and wrapped his wounds before unwrapping the bandages on his wings. After making sure the bandages were tight enough to not become loose but loose enough that they won't hurt him, he redressed his brother and picked him up.
He carried his sleeping brother into his room and gently placed him on the bed. He pulled the blankets over his brother before placing a kiss on his forehead. He walked out of the room and made sure the door was locked. He looked down and clenched his fists.
''I'll make sure you never leave me, my dear brother. I won't let you suffer the same fate that I did from putting trust in those disgusting supernaturals...'' He walked away, coming up with plenty of plans to get rid of the two pests that his brother couldn't.
Remember to always try and have a good day/night. Happy holidays wolf pups!!
