A Tragic Creation 3: At Pepperland's End

Chapter 23: Intimidation

"A-Ah..."

Randel moaned out as he felt Ringo nibble at another part of his neck.

He was laying on his back, eyes squinted shut as he felt the drummer above him move his mouth around on his neck.

His arms were wrapped securely around the Beatle, and they tensed whenever he felt another nibble.

Behind them, the creature smirked as it flew in through the window, landing on the floor silently.

Not too long after it landed, Ringo moved his head up so that his lips came in contact with Randel's, whose eyes were still shut.

It crossed its arms, shaking its head.

"Well, you two are having a great time, I see."

Instantly, Randel opened his eyes and RIngo pulled away, turning his head around as he tried to shield Randel's neck from view.

The creature noticed the movement.

"Oh please. I already know he has hickeys Ringo. No need to hide them for him."

Randel pulled his collar up as Ringo stood up, staring at the creature in front of them.

Slowly, he stood up as well, looking extremely nervous.

"G-Get out of here," Ringo said after a moment.

The creature held back a laugh.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. I just wanted to see how my two favourite people are doing. And by the way, Ringo, John and your alter ego are having an argument out there."

Randel shivered.

"P-Please... just leave us a-alone..."

The creature took a step forward, expression darkening.

"Listen Randel, I'm giving you one last chance to-"

"I'm not!"

Ringo stepped in front of Randel, stepping in the creature's way.

"Listen you! I don't know what you came in here to do, but whatever it is, I'm going to have to say that you leave him alone!"

The creature tilted its head.

"Alright... be that way..."

It smiled.

"But, just thought I'd let you two know, even if you somehow manage to kill me like you did before, not only would my soul still exist, but that black goo would still be here."

"H-h... How!?"

"I just have it connected to me in a special way, so the only two ways that you can get rid of it is if you destroy my soul, or..."

Its expression hardened again.

"You let me have a long talk with your boyfriend here. I've already visited him in his dreams. He can't escape me."

Ringo's eyes widened as he turned his head back to Randel, who just shrunk back.

"W-why didn't you tell me?"

"I... u-uh... I was s-scared..."

The creature chuckled.

"You're always scared of me, aren't ya?"

Ringo turned his head back to the creature, only for it to roughly push him to the side, knocking him senselessly against the wall.

"Now Randel," it stated as it took a few stepped towards Randel, who was backing away, "think about it."

"I-I'm not! I don't care what you say!"

The creature stopped and looked at him for a moment.

Ringo stumbled back from the wall, taking a moment to recover.

Acting quickly, the creature took a hold of the drummer, putting one of its hands around his neck as the other one rested on his head.

"How about now?" It asked, keeping Ringo still.

"Are you going to listen to me?"

Randel shivered.

"Y-y..."

He shook his head.

"P-please... just let him g-go and leave..."

After a moment, the creature sighed, letting Ringo out of his grasp.

Ringo stumbled to the side, catching his breath.

"Alright then... guess I have to stick to dreams then."

It glared at Randel.

"Since you don't want to talk."

It stepped towards the unglazed window, keeping its gaze on him.

"Bye... for now."

Just as silently as before, it flew through the window, disappearing into the sky.

After a moment, Ringo turned his gaze back to Randel, whose face was just as white as his.

"Randel... is there a r-reason why you didn't tell me about... the dreams?"

Randel looked down.

"I... I didn't know how to tell you..."

Ringo sighed and went to his side, wrapping an arm around him.

"It's fine. Just remember, from now on, that you let me know if something's scaring you."

"O-okay..."

Ringo and Randel's gaze both fell on the bandstand's entrance.

"Should we... g-go see how they're doing? That thing s-said that they were arguing out there."

Ringo nodded.

"Yes. Besides..."

He gulped.

"I've been worrying about John lately..."

Without another word, the pair walked out of the bandstand, not knowing what they'd stumble across.