Disclaimer: I do not own uglydolls. I also do not own the pictures, or the songs.
(This is a uglydolls 2019 fanfic)
(Its, lou-centric)
(Warning there is arguing that might be a bit sensitive to viewers)
(I haven't uglydolls a lot, so forgive if some of the characters are ooc..)
(This takes place after the events of the movie..)
(qwertuno and In13579 and ZaneChan505)
(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)
Captive
/ˈkaptɪv/
Adjective
1. a person who has been taken prisoner or an animal that has been confined.
2. having no freedom to choose alternatives or to avoid something.
Clarice (more like Samael) kept Lou and Pipp captive for a purpose he'd been desperate to commit for some time. Something that he hadn't done in absolutely ages.
Jesus, how long has it been exactly?
That thought came as he stood at the spot he'd been at for the last hours. He couldn't remember just how long he'd been there for.
But he knew this had been hell.
Living in Clarice's body gave Samael one thing to look forward to, and the things he was about to enjoy were just feet behind him as he mixed some potions Clarice picked up here and there.
I really don't like this.
Samael has a completely different personality compared to Clarice. Calm and collected was the female, she knew when to shut up and to restrain herself from the appetite that haunted both of them.
But he didn't.
Clarice was an introvert.
Samael wasn't.
Clarice didn't have a temper.
He did.
Clarice never loser control of the situations in the present.
He always lost control of himself.
And finally, Clarice was female.
Samael wasn't.
Inside maybe, he felt like himself and mentally saw what he could have looked like if he wasn't born form the trauma of an abusing and bullied past.
Just like Lou, they'd suffered. He and Clarice had been through hell and back to get to the place they were at today.
He wasn't about to let an imperfection ruin it.
The monster inside of an innocent.
Samael shook for a second, he hated that fact he was the monster. A demon trapped inside a female's body. Everybody always assumed he was the bad guy.
And if they want one?
"I'll be one."
That last thought he had was Clarice speaking to him. They were partners in crime, ready to die together, ready to perish in the flames of hell.
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"Memory Bound." (Complete.)
FanfictionHe stared at the other, surprised at his state. What was wrong with him? Why was he acting like this? How had he changed in such a short time? "What....what did you say?" The other hissed at him. "I asked, who are you?" ***************************...
