Bad End Part 6 - Never let the pain stop

[goldenglasses]

CW: Noncon, dubcon, gaslighting, violence, imprisonment, confinement, bondage, sex toys, humiliation, body modifications, forced feminization, child death, sex slavery, forced pregnancy, degradation, miscarriages, mental manipulation, drug use, overdose, restraints, violence, torture, monster fucking, and everything awful. I feel I'm forgetting some warning so please be careful if you're reading this as we are going to go very dark.

Things only continue to get worse. Vash continues to spiral and loose himself the more the mind breaking continues. The mages continue to use Cyril like he's nothing but a toy to use and throw away. Yet, any chance they have to have together the love Vash and Cyril share together stays strong. For now that remains unbroken. With every day only getting worse that will continue to be challenged.

Cyril tries to look Vash in the eye. He may be disappointed by the way Vash's eyes drift to the side towards Cyril's shoulder. He tries to do it slowly and not draw attention to it, but as he's looking for it, it will be easy for Cyril to spot.



[name reference:
Chasind Warrior - Enid
Pack Leader - Roderic
Pack Warrior - Hyde
Pack Rogue - Alpin
Right bastard - Shira
Mage Male - Durand
Mage Female - Duclea
Creepy 'Doctor' - Nikolai
French Lady - Elyna
Mage - Arabelle
Mage - Eirk

Elf slave leader: Taenya
Taenya's son: Marikoth
Half-elves: Kythaela and Lierin
Cyril's replacement name: Lyra
Human Slave: Sarah
Master's Friend: Rupert
Two slave boys: Poppet and Honey
Cyril and Marikoth's child: Cassandra
Cyril and Vash's kids: Alex and Soren

The mages
Vash's master: Titus
One into elves: Claudius
Third mage: Aelius
Poppet and Honey's creator: Appius

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Comments

[goldenglasses]

"Rem accepted us."

[samahl]

"And even she picked them over us."

[goldenglasses]

"She picked saving lives. We were safe in the escape pod. She didn't know what you did and that the Plant ships would survive. How do you she wasn't going back to save our sisters?"

[samahl]

"If you think she went for the Plants and not the Sleepers, you're even more naive than I think..."

[goldenglasses]

"But neither of us can know that for sure."

[samahl]

Knives makes a soft, irritated sound. "Let's not fight about the long dead in front of the boys."

[goldenglasses]

"Thank you." Vash is grateful for that. He tries to smile and pretend to be happy. "Did you three have fun bonding today?"

[samahl]

"I think so. They are both very bright. They're going to be a handful in a few months."

[goldenglasses]

"They're a handful now." Said with great fondness. "You know, I was really worried you might kill them when you saw them."

i'm gonna lie down. hope your trip goes well!

[samahl]

Knives narrows his eyes. "Why?" he asks after a moment.

Thanks! Enjoy your rest!

[goldenglasses]

"Because of how they were made. I thought you might think of them as abominations."

[samahl]

Knives is quiet for a moment. "They're like us," he says after a moment. "No matter how they were made. And they're a part of you."

[goldenglasses]

"I'm really glad you feel that way." Knives will be able to feel the relief Vash feels hearing that. The relief also makes him realise how worn out he is after getting the house ready and the odd jobs for supplies.

He sinks down onto the bed with Soren still in his arms. "I'm sorry, brother. Can I be selfish a little longer? Could you watch them as I take a small nap?" Being caged and enslaved for so long has really made him so much weaker.

[samahl]

Knives narrows his eyes, but only because he's a little concerned and doesn't know how to express that. He nods. "Get some rest. I'll see what toys the boys like."

[goldenglasses]

"Thank you. If they get to be a handful you can wake me up." Vash tries to put Soren down, but the boy immediately starts to fuss. "Oh, Soren." Vash sighs and picks the boy up to bounce on his knee. He sounds tired, but oddly pleased to be wanted so badly by his son at the same time.

[samahl]

Knives comes closer to distract the boy. "Here, I'll take them..."

[goldenglasses]

It's with slight reluctance that Vash hands over the boy. "Thanks." Soren stares at his uncle with big, curious eyes and chews on the toy he's still attempting to eat. Surely he was given a thing for consumption.

Laying down, Vash sighs in relief and is out in moment. Although it doesn't take long before he starts to move and sleep fitfully. If his brother was inclined he might be able to connect mentally with his brother to see what he's dreaming about.

[samahl]

Knives does do that. He does it not just to spy, but to see if it's possible to soothe. To let Vash know that he isn't going to be attacked in his sleep.

[goldenglasses]

Vash isn't expecting to need to protect his mind as he sleeps. What Knives will come across is his brother frantically trying to grip Cyril's hand as he dangles off a cliff side. Their sons crying as they cling to Cyril as the three a splattered with drops of blood.

The cause? Roderic looms over Vash as he lays on his stomach and desperately tries to pull his loved ones back up. Blood is pouring from the gunshot wound in his face. The blood has absolutely soaked Vash's hands causing Cyril to keep slipping in his grasp.

"You can't save them." The dead werewolf taunts. "You're nothing but a rabid dog. They'd be better off if you let them go."

[samahl]

"You did save them," Knives tries to give Vash instead. "They're safe."

[goldenglasses]

"No..." Dream Vash doesn't question his brother showing up. He often shows up in this reoccurring nightmare to pry his fingers open. "No. I haven't. Not forever."

Roderick's head begins to bleed more. "That's right. You agree her dream of a perfect world is a lie now. Don't you, dog? It's why I'm dead, isn't? Maybe you should pull him back up. I would so love to taste his flesh once more. Go on. Save him so I can have him again."

[samahl]

"Why are you letting this beast torment you, Vash? He was a pathetic animal in life, and remains so in death. You defeated him. He cannot hurt your sons or anyone else again."

[goldenglasses]

"That's right." The beast agrees, leaning in closer to Vash as he nearly drops Cyril. His arms becoming so wet and tired. "You killed me. How many people this last century have you allowed to suffer when you could have killed them? How much did he suffer? Your brother could have stopped this all from happening if you had just asked him to. It was so easy."

Vash's hands are so slick that he's finding it nearly impossible to hold on. "Stop! Stop! Why won't you all just go away?! “

[samahl]

Knives makes a slightly annoyed sound and then leans forward to help Vash pull up his family. "None of that matters. We can do this together."

[goldenglasses]

"NO! DON'T!" Vash doesn't seem at all relieved to have help. "I'm sorry! Please! Don't give them to the pack! Leave them alone!" He seems convinced that Knives is only helping to take them away.