“Cellmate”

_{of course things just had to go south on what he personally thought would have been an easy ‘victory’ against his father. everything was in place, all he had to do was play his cards right, and he would make the board even against the two of them.}

_{an easy play, one that ky had practiced many times, and even assumed most of the inevitable outcomes. the only problem was he didn’t expect his father to not just have his main playbook, but also all his backup one’s as well. it was… of the dangers, one of the least likely, but all the same, it happened, and now he had to deal with getting out of here… well, eventually.}

_{for the moment, he had to deal with the one who would usually torment, but that shouldn’t be too hard. just as long as he was able to sow caleb just who was in control ( as always ), “for the record, this was your fault.” he leaned his head back against the wall as he continued to speak, “just don’t think this changes anything, it doesn’t.”}

“stop. leave me alone. please please leave me alone i hate you i hate you so much i dont want you near me. let me be goddamnit.” (had to do it no regrets)

his eyebrows lifted at the other’s words; ironic, that was the
best way to call the whole situation. caleb hated him — possibly
more than he let on, but why should ky care? it was rare that he
even took the feelings of anyone else in and this would be no
different. “do you really think you’ll ever escape? you might want
me to leave, might want many things, but… the only way you’ll
ever be free is if i’m dead, and even then? i doubt it will happen.”

_{empty words from a pointless argument they’ve had one too many times, that’s all they were. Ky wants a version of him that doesn’t exist and no matter how many times he tries to tell him so, he won’t listen. won’t give up. “what I crave is to be free of you. to never have to see you again or deal with the punishment for my disobedience.” chains. it’s always those goddamn chains. he wouldn’t throw him back in the pits he found him in indefinitely yet he’d prefer that to this kind of enslavement. at least there he was left alone since no one wanted to get too close to a feral animal.}

_{“think about it this way; you’re my property. that means that you do whatever i say. you might not like it and that’s fine.” his arms folded across his chest, “personally, i don’t care if you like it, but you’re going to do what i say. you don’t have a choice in the matter.” well, he did, but ky was trying to make sure that caleb knew that he wasn’t going to shift his stance anytime soon, “so, you will suck it up, and do as i ask.”}

no hard feelings he says. he didn’t even know how long he’d been in the pits but he’s barely been out an hour before ky starts in on him. usually he ignores him. he’s still too violent that this time he takes it a step further by swatting Ky’s hand away. “don’t touch me.” it might land him back in chains again but he’s not in the right mindset to be touched by anyone.

_{he was… SURPRISED as the hand was swatted away, but then again, it should have been expected. IT WASN’T PERSONAL, ky did what he thought was in his best interests. FORCING CALEB back in the pits was amusement… especially since he wanted his PET back again. his new PUNISHMENTS would make his former ones look like CHILD’S PLAY, but for now, throwing him back in the PITS might be easier than chains ( though he enjoyed both options ).}

_{“ temper temper, ” he said bluntly, “ maybe you should spend some more time back there… it might make you a bit more….. MANAGEABLE. ” as much as he wanted caleb back, he wasn’t ABOVE sending him straight back to the pits to prove a point.}

_{dissolvedshadows}

_{“giving you a challenge.” a risky play but one that’s paid off
pretty well so far since he’s still here. “if everyone’s afraid of
you then they’re not being sincere. I’m not afraid of anything
so you can do or say whatever the hell you want.” she’s not
interested in looking after him. “what you need is someone
who won’t bore you.”}

_{“everyone bores me eventually.” that much was a
fact; he would move on, find someone else to
torment, and the process would repeat. ky’lar always
got bored, even when he was focused completely on
something… he got bored after a while. so, he didn’t
expect her to be any different, “so, i think i’ll take
my chances.”}

_{“this little vein in your temple starts
pulsing and it’s kinda fun to watch.”}

_{“get off.” it was honestly all that he could
say as he attempted to lean back a bit
more, “– or you can amuse me.”}

_{“for the record, there are no hard feelings, are there?”
ky leaned his head back for a few moments, “you’ll
get out of the fighting pits… eventually. might even
win your freedom back, but do you truly believe
you’ll ever be free?” a pause, “ at least… while i’m alive?”}

_{// @dissolvedshadows}

“If you’re referribf to the incident with the dragon, I was barely involved.” (caleb pls)

“that’s not what i heard.” his arms crossed over his chest with
a grunt, “say what you will, but barely would mean you just had
a slight hand in it.” his lips pursed into a thin-line, “my information
says differently.” a pause, “very differently.”

“easy little boy, I’m stronger than you.” 😈

_{oh, he hated when anyone called him that; even worse
when it was someone had spent loads of time around.
though, what could he really say in the matter? that
they were not stronger than him? it was a repetitive way
of things and it was why he decided to try something
different this time.}

_{“you may be stronger than me, but i’m not a little boy.”
a lie, he was still a child in most respects… he just
couldn’t let that be known,.}

_{he knew what kind of man his father was. no..not even a man. to call him that would be a disgrace to the gender as a whole when there was nothing masculine about what his father had done when he’d been alive. he knew all about Malphas’ reputation both from whispers of others and from the demon’s own mouth and it’s half of why he’d killed him the same day he’d met him. “no because he would’ve ripped out your vocal cords a long time ago.” which he’s been tempted to do several times. “keep calling me that and I won’t answer to it. I know how much you hate being ignored so tell me: which is more important to you —— obedience or attention?”}

_{“maybe so.” his fingers tapped the edge of his hands for a few moments, “maybe, he would have done something drastic a long time ago. either way, the prime difference between you, and him is that you’re m i n e.” his words were darker than expected, but all the same, he wouldn’t have it any other way, “not to mention that i don’t enjoy giving up my toy’s easily.” even if they resisted being broken in… even if they kept resisting and he should have gave up long ago. “either way, i want obedience and attention… from you.”}