VENOM

⭕SURRENDER⭕

               ~⭕~⭕~⭕~⭕~⭕~

In the Land of Philadelphia....

As Philosophy ran. One thing bothered her. Why the hell was Venom so determined in catching her.

She ain't some special women or shit like that. It thrilled her. A king on a chase after a lone women. This man was a womaniser, well...all man.

"Stop!" Venom shouted at a running Philosophy, she was fast, that's a fact, but nothing or no-one could compete with Venom. The ALGROKA king. Impossible.

Philosophy had her witches help. But even with Phalodopi, she wouldn't possibly outrun him..and that's why she needs to distract him or confuse him.

Her head whipped back, checking the distance between them. And when she saw the little gape between them her heart starts to beat faster then a normal heartbeat.

Eyes widening, she took deep shaky breaths and stared back and sprinted harder. Why the hell is he so fast. Her legs start to shake, very soon they'll give up.

Venom hasn't even breaken a sweat, when she's gobbling air like her last meal. "Look, let me go and I swear to never cost any trouble!" She screamed. Not once stopping.

Venom on the other hand gave no shit if she promised. He wants her to submit. Surrender herself.

"I said stop!" He screamed, completely ignoring her. "Come on. I said I won't cost-" she stopped and took in as much air. "-any trouble. Look, I p-promise. J-Just let me be!" How much she chanted that he'll listen.

The wasn't a response from him. And she, philosophy started to think maybe he listened. Her head turned to see if he still ran behind her. Only to find no one. Trees after trees. Bushes after bushes.

Where the hell is he? Did he really listen and let her go? Let her be?

She stopped and stretched her legs. Looking around her carefully. "Are you there?!" She screamed. Turning around and checking around her. "Hello!" Nothing. It was quiet as quiet as it can be, it crepped her out.

"His gone. His gone, philosophy. He really is gone." She mumbled, flopping her button on the floor. "He's  really gone? Just like that?" She asked herself after a few seconds of catching her breath.

Wasn't it odd? She asks, he obeys. It felt weird. "Okay so that is all solved then I'll-ahhh!" A hard grip on her hair.

Venom grabs her hair from the back and yanks her to her feet. A smirk plastered on his face. "Hello to you to, kitten.". Philosophy tuggled to her feet.

The pain giving her a huge headache, and her head spinned. His grip was tight, pulling hard her sculp started to hurt. "What the he'll is wrong with you!" She screamed. Her claws digging in his arm, but he didn't budge.

"Stop." She whispered, and he just starred at her. Tugging roughly so they are eye level. The tip of her toes touching as he gripped her up with her hair. "What language do you speak that you don't know the fucking meaning of 'Stop'!" Venom spat. His canings lengthening and claws growing. "Next time I instruct you to do something, you listen. Do I make myself clear?" He warned.

Her eyes looking at those pure white one's. "Your à filthy women. A human and a fucking pet." He screamed. But Venom knew very well that she wasn't just a women. She was more.

"You deserve pain and I swear you will face my wrath!" He roughly threw her on the floor. Philosophy releasing her own painful scream of agony. "I am no pet!" She barked only making Venom angrier.

"I am more then that!" Her voice ached and she hated sounding weak. Her head fell in shame. "Huh? Are you now?" Venom asked. With his signature smirk. "You look weak to me." He taunts, and it strikes her hard.

Silence was held between them as they shared the most intense stare. How could this two negative make a positive. She hates him. He is amazed at the voice and will power she holds as a women, as a pet, as a human.

"Please let me go." Philosophy whispered, pained she felt. Her heartache and all she wants is rest. She's tired of hiding, running and fighting. All her life she gave, but never took.

All this women wanted was to be loved. To be free and to rule as her own. She need not anyone's help. She never asked for help, she never-ending begged. Never once thought she'll be begging, a man. Never once did she see herself weak.

Never once did she stop fighting. But with this man in front of her, she had one thing in mind, to beg, surrender, submit and to stop fighting. This man here, Venom. Made her tired. Made her want to move on. Want to forget and just surrender.

She hates it but it's true. Maybe fate was never on her side. Maybe all this year's of fighting, she wasted was for nothing and she was and will always a pet. Maybe she is a pet. She is a pet.

She is a pet. She is a pet. "I'll say this once. Surrender yourself to me." His voice was soft but to an end with it. Philosophy had only one thing to do and thats was to surrender, but she tried her luck.

"No." She dared.

"Surrender to me." He growls.

"Never! You don't own me, nor control me!" She dared snarl.

A growl escapes him as his voice echoes through the forest.

"The God picked you to be with me, so you do belong to me. Now surrender-"

"No Gods said anything to me!" She disrespected the King. Not stepping back!

His eyes flashed pure white. "Surrender or else!"

"Or else what!" Maybe just maybe this was going to go wrong.

Fuck it. She messed up. "Now, you refused the easy way. Now I'll do it my way. The hard way." He grinned, his face crunching together as he took slow step towards philosophy.

Her eyes on him. Full attention towards the cruel man in front of him. She feared one thing, and that was being owned.

Philosophy, à women who never wanted to be owned by a man or become a substance. She stands today and says , she's tired. She gives up, and she surrenders.

Venom grabs her by the hair and drags her away slowly, and as he does a smile plays on his face. "Oh kitten. Your going to enjoy your time with me that I promise you. Don't you worry, you have friends." He laughed.

Philosophy, she gave up. She surrendered, but that doesn't mean she gives in. One day and I mean one day, he'll get his chance. And that's a promise.

Her clothes where dirty from all the leaves that sticked to her. Hair sandy and eyes staring at nothing. She gave up but not in.

And she promises. This is just the beginning, the start. And she'll be the one to end it. All of it.

So the only way for her to end this, she has to do one and that is to.......Surrender.

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