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More answers! Can anyone guess who the Master is? And apparently Raph and Donnie was never born from him, but from his brother who was now murdered.","writing":"Chapter 25-\n\n\tRaphael couldn’t recall how long he had been here. He had lost track of the days. The hours. Hell, he couldn’t even figure out what a minute was. There was never any light that shined in this dark room other than the dim lighting whenever his cell door opened. \n\n\tEvery day was like another trip through hell. He would get whipped countless times, then he would get licked clean, then he was wrapped. Then left there to rot in his cell, awaiting the next session of punishment. He had tried many times to free himself. Only to fail. No matter even if he broke his hands and slipped out of his binds, he couldn’t even get out of the cell. The steel door was locked from the outside and there was no windows. He had tried everything his mind could think up of escaping out of the concrete cell, but they were failed attempts. As usual. \n\n\tThough, they made sure that he regret even getting out of his chains in the first place. He had tried waiting for the vampires to come in and escape past them and he got only down the hall before he was recaptured again. There was only one man who could be so unmerciful and he knew it was his father. Seeking out revenge for disobeying his orders again. And what made it worse was that he probably knew instead of killing the Vampire Hunter like he was ordered to, he was helping him. It should be obvious enough. He had Leo’s scent all over him.\n\n\t[i]Mmm Leo.[/i]\n\n\tHe had been craving that turtle between the times he wasn’t buried in agonizing pain. He was fed blood. Rotten blood. Completely bitter and filthy and they would force it down his throat if he refused to drink it.\n\n\tThey might have allowed him to starve if they didn’t see how much he despised the liquid. They left him again afterwards and it would be only minutes later he was barfing up his food. He just couldn’t digest it at all. It tasted awful and went down just the same, only to come back up ten times worse. He hated drinking that damn stuff. He wanted Leo, and it seemed like the longer he was here, the more he craved him.\n\n\tHe shouldn’t have drank from him. That sweet delicious blood that his taste buds had savored over and over again. It was like a drug. Leo was a drug. And he was the drug addict. He wanted that blood. More of it! He didn’t just crave blood, he craved Leo and he could feel himself getting stir crazy the longer he was away from him. He wanted to feel him, to taste him, he wanted to do everything again and again to him as he did that one night. His body longed and ached for him between torture times and just thinking of him was another torture session in itself. \n\n\tHe often wondered if Leo was even thinking of him. Did he even notice he was gone? Did he think he left the city finally to do his own thing? Would he care if he did? Probably not. \n\n\tHe’d wanted to forget about him. So desperately and he cursed his body for reacting the way it was every time he thought of him. \n\n\tBut the longer it seemed to delay of being apart from him. The harder it was. He hardly ever got food and managed to keep it down. He was getting more and more insane. He wanted. No, he needed Leo. He needed that blood. Before he could control himself but now he was shouting for him. He was starving and all he could think about was that damn wonderful blood he allowed himself to feast upon. He had never gone this long without something to eat. However long that was. He just knew it. He always found a good food source before he barely scraped the surface of insanity. But now he was getting buried. He was drowning in it. How much longer would it take before he would forget? His saneness dissolving. His thoughts running a rampage. Getting desperate. Wild. A complete animal. He could feel insanity trying to clasp its claws around him and there was nothing he could do. Fighting was proving worthless when his thoughts only wonder to Leo. \n\n\tLeo. Leonardo. The one he craved to badly. Damn it, where was he?\n\n\t“Leo!” He screamed. Tugging on his chains as they cut into his skin. Snarling like a lion in its den. Failure only feasting that rage. His fangs had fully grown and seeped into his lips, puncturing the skin and even as he licked away the blood that beaded and dribbled down. It couldn’t satisfy his hunger. His skin turned rotten and pale in his fully formed body. His eyes flashing the brightest red. “Leonardo!” \n\n\tFinally, the squeaking sound of door hinges grinding harshly together caught Raph’s attention. His head whirling around, his eyes narrowing. Trying to figure out who the intruder was. \n\n\t“Will you just shut up!?” Came an annoyed whine. This must be a new guard. His voice was higher than any of the others ones, but still just as gruff and just as much filled with hatred. Raph could only see his bright red eyes glowing in the darkness and the light behind him illuminating his body. He was built, but not as built as Raph of course. He was taller than him, approximately the height of Leo. \n\n\t[i]Leo . . .[/I] \n\n\tDamn it, he needed him so desperately.\n \n\tA low growl left Raph, his eyes narrowing further to tiny slits. His lips lifting, showing off his grown teeth, threateningly. The guard growled at him, his own fangs growing in a challenging way. Raph snarled and thrashed in his binds. Snapping at the vampire who only smirked as he stepped once back. These guards always knew how to infuriate him. He hated when they mocked him, knowing that they were safe while he was chained like this. Humiliated. \n\n\tBut nonetheless, they were cowards in his book. They couldn’t even remain close to him to meet their end of the challenge before backing away. Just for that, he claimed title of alpha. They would often meet his gaze and tried to keep ahold of it, but always he would win and they knew that if he wasn’t bound; they would be so dead. Yet, they still torture him, make fun of him, and tease him as if he was a dumb animal. Obviously trying to regain their injured pride of realizing that no matter what, Raphael wouldn’t back down from a challenge.\n\n\tNot one of these flesh eating varmints had provided him with a real challenge and that infuriated him more. He was bored stiff when he wasn’t withering in pain. Just remaining where he was in the corner of the room. Unable to do anything but sit in darkness. He couldn’t even look forward to the next challenge the vampires dare to give him. They were too weak for his taste.\n\n\tNow there was one person who would always give him a challenge, and each time, neither one of them could predict the winner. Even loosing that battle didn’t seem too horrible. Just because he had something to look forward to the next time they met. Determined to win the next battle. \n\n\tDetermined to see Leonardo under him, staring at him with such intensity it could make an ice burg melt in seconds. \n\n\tFuck, what he wouldn’t give to see those powerful sapphire eyes staring at him. His lips curved upwards into that familiar taunting smirk. Once had irritated him to the core, now just turned him on hotter than the sun. Just picturing that mint green turtle caused his stomach to quiver. \n\n\t[i]Stop thinking . . . not making this any easier . . .[/i]\n\n\tSuddenly pain erupted from his jaw and Raph hissed. His mind being brought back to reality. The vampire was staring down at him, snarling. Oh right, he was in a staring contest with him.\n\n\t“Pay attention when I’m talking to you, you disgusting animal.” Raph moved his jaw around, exercising the aching muscles. Good. Not broken. The guy didn’t pack as powerful of a punch as the others did. But even then, the other vampires didn’t pack as powerful of a punch as Leo, and because of that, he mentally smiled.\n\n\t[i]Falling off track again.[/i]\n\n\tHe raised an eye ridge to the guard in front of him. Showing that he was clearly not impressed with the advance. The vampire snarled in agitation and stepped forward. Grabbing the chain that was wrapped around his neck and tugging it upwards towards him till their noses met. \n\n\t“You better start listening to me. You’re mine. I can do whatever I want with you. And if you don’t behave yourself, I will punish you. Like all owners should do with their pets.” \n\n\tSirens went off in Raph’s head when his comfort zone was breeched. He snapped his fangs at the guard. Slicing the tip of his nose and puncturing his lip before the man yanked back, hissing. His hand came up and wiped away the blood that beaded from his nose and dribbled down his other injured lip.\n \n\t“You little fucker.” Stepping forward again. This time, he delivered a stronger punch to Raph’s cheek. “That should teach you to not mess with me.”\n\n\tStill, despite his cheek pounding with new pain. It couldn’t compare to the others. He grunted and pushed himself to sit up. His anger inside him boiling and he so badly wanted to teach this new guy where exactly he stands to him, and that’s below him. \n\n\t“That’s right. I am your new master. You’ll learn that the hard way.” The vampire smirked, rubbing at his knuckles. \n\n\tRaph snarled and launched forward. His mouth grasping the length of the man’s forearm. Hearing a pain filled scream only feasted the hungry beast inside him. Satisfaction filled him as the blood from the limb poured out the harder he bit and soaked his parched throat. He sucked. Drank greedily. Though vampire blood didn’t have any nutrients like mortals did and wouldn’t give him the energy he needed. Nor satisfy his hunger. It would just fill his stomach. For now.\n\n\tThe vampire tugged and pulled hard, still screaming. His leg kicking at Raph. Trying to pry him away, but that only got him to bite down firmer and soon the tip of his fangs hit something hard. Bone. Just a little bit more strength and he could snap the radius in half. Determined. He didn’t even notice the pain in his jaw from the previous blow it took as he clenched it tighter. Feeling his thick fangs sink into the hard bone. \n\n\tThe screams started to get weaker the less blood poured out from the injury. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he drained this vampire completely. Though it wouldn’t kill him, just make him too weak to operate. He would starve. Just like him. Go insane. Just like him. Be unable to move and stuck in nothing but darkness. Just like him. \n\n\tHe smirked past the mouthful of arm he had. He was so close to snapping. Grinding. Biting.\n\n\tPain. Raph hissed as leather cut into his flesh and a snap reached his ears. He bit down harder. Wanting to complete his task but more pain filled him. Harder, faster. Eventually Raph released the grip he had on the arm. Snarling and hissing. The unconscious man collapsing on the ground next to one of the intruders. Whirling around to face the other vampire, grasping firmly onto the whip and preparing to snap it down at him. Which he did. Raph’s teeth lashed out and grasped upon the whip. Easily biting through the leather that couldn’t even come close comparing to bone.\n\n\tThe whip becoming useless. Raph smirked and turned back to the puddle of blood that was pooled at his feet. He lapped it up. Not even caring about the years’ worth of scum that was stained into the concrete. He didn’t allow one drop of the crimson liquid to waste. Raph licked his lips. The flavor was sweet. As any other vampire would be. Not as sweet as Leo, but beggars can’t be choosers. Yet, even after all that it didn’t satisfy the angry hunger he craved so desperately. \n\n\tGrowling, he leaned back against the wall and watched as the two other guards grabbed a hold of the still unconscious injured vampire and carried him out. His arm hanging crookedly from his side and Raph smirked with pride at how damaged it was. The flesh was shredded. Muscle hanging out. Bone showing between the tissues. Blood was stained into it but didn’t drip as any shattered arm should have. He knew if there was any hope of healing the compound fracture, it would take months. \n\n\tThe scent of the vampire lingered in the air and Raph sneered. All he could ever smell was rotting flesh and blood. His stomach didn’t growl, but he still felt the need to eat and the scent wasn’t helping him.\n\n\tSighing, Raph laid his head against the wall and allowed his eye lids to drift close. The same darkness enveloping him and slumber took him over.\n. . .\n\n\tRaphael jolted awake as the door opened. He couldn’t predict how long it had been he had slept. Everything still looked the same as always. Dark. He could hear footsteps walking towards him. Getting louder the closer it got and Raph snarled in warning.\n\n\t“Oh hush. I got your dinner for you. Eat up. The Master wants a talk with you.” A clang of metal against brick rung through the empty room and Raph waited for the guard to walk out before he pulled the bowl over to him. It was filled! Fully filled all the way to the brim with delicious mortal blood! Raph lifted the bowl up to his lips and drank. Swallowed. Purred. Growled. The blood dripping from his chin and along his chest. As soon as the bowl was empty, he licked it clean. Bent down and licked the drips from off his arms and stomach. Off the floor. His stomach growling with such relief. He prayed he could keep it all down. It was bitter and dirty as usual, but he wasn’t going to complain. \n\n\tHe laid against the wall and sighed. Closing his eyes and smiling. The pang of pain he usually felt in his head drifted away. The clouds in his mind clearing. Like a raging storm passing. His saneness filling his thoughts. God he could think! Such a pleasurable feeling! \n\n\tSighing happily, his eyes drifted closed. He savored the relaxation that swam through his body. His body heating. His breathing calming. Soon, even the many unknown time of injury’s ceased from his mind. There was just contentment. Even so little as one simple dull meal felt like a luxurious banquet at a King’s table. Not when you had been practically drowning in insanity. He had felt the animal inside him, roaring. Thrashing. Fighting. Consuming him of all thoughts and body. \n\n\tNow. Now that he had more than just a couple of drops each meal. That had faded from his mind. Then Raph frowned. Were they planning on doing this to him again? Starving him till he was feral then feeding him generously till he was back to his normal self? Raph growled at the mere thought, but it didn’t seem impossible. In fact, it just seemed like the perfect plan into controlling him. Introducing him to the pleasure of a meal. Then take it away. Only to bring it back later on as a bribe. And he knew it would work. What he felt, he would do anything for his next meal. \n\n\tHe was brought out of his depressing thoughts when the door squeaked open once again and this time. Two vampires were there to meet him.\n\n\t“Good. You finished eating. Come now. The Master wants to speak with you.” Total party crasher. He felt like barfing up his guts just from the sound of actually going to meet his “father” again. He knew what he was going to do to him. Humiliate him. Rub it in his face of his failure. And he wouldn’t be able to deny it. Not when he was there and everything he was saying was true.\n\n\tSighing in so much disappointment and depression. He pushed himself up to his feet and walked with the two men. They undid his chains and wrapped their wrists around them for a firm grip in case he had any ideas. He did, but it was obvious it wouldn’t work. Just like everything else. In the end he was brought back here in his dark abyss. \n\n\tFollowing along obediently for the first time. He blinked rapidly as the dimmest of light that shined in his eyes. Painfully. Such small light could be so powerful. At least for someone who spent quite some time locked up in nothing but darkness, concrete, and chains. Only being able to depend on his other senses. He was lead down a hall, then made a turn for the stairs. They were going deeper into the ground as they thumped downwards. Meaning if he ever wanted to escape. It was going to be a 0.001 percent chance he would make it. \n\n\tHis frown deepened as they finally made it to the bottom of the stairs and the metal door opened. A wave of warm air washed over him as the door swung open and he was tugged inside the dark room. Instantly, lights flashed on. Barely lighting the room enough to see his feet. He was tugged down the lengthy room before they halted. They shoved him harshly down to his knees before they too collapsed in a low bow. Raph snorted unimpressively and turned to the dark shadows. He could smell the rot of the Master’s scent wafting to him. Smacking him across the face. He tried his best not to gag. \n\n\t“Dismissed.” Came the dark hoarse voice. The vampires leapt up as if they sat on needles and turned. Leaving him alone.\n\n\tRaph licked his lips and narrowed his eyes into the darkness. He could barely see the basic features of the man. But it was there. So strange. He was raised with this man and he really never got a true detailed look of him. Maybe when he does kill him, he’ll take him into the sun and study his face before he burns into ashes. Just that little thought caused Raph’s mood to perk up a little.\n\n\t“I bet you’re wondering why I’ve requested you here.”\n\n\t“No. Not really.” Raph replied. His voice was rough and low in tune. He felt like his throat was made of sand paper and he tried clearing it. Not getting any better result. He hadn’t talked in so long. The beast inside him wouldn’t allow him to. Any reasonable words had fled his knowledge and he felt as a dumb as a two year old with a hungry need to hurt everyone around him. \n\n\t“What were you expecting when I summoned you here?”\n\n\tRaph shrugged. “The usual I suppose. Giant banter of your oh so wonderful power. Humongous banter of my very little power. Jabbering about my mistakes. Blabbing your punishments. And bragging more about your power.” He said easily. Though the words were struggled out. It was worth it just to hear that annoyed growl. \n\n\t“I was going to talk about[s] [/s].\"\n\n\t“Don’t tell me. You’re going to give me a second chance to redeem myself?”\n\n\tThere was another growl. This one lower and far angrier. “Another chance!?” He barked. “Don’t you think I’ve given you enough chances as it is!? Over and over I’ve given you so many chances to redeem yourself and you constantly come back with a new failure.”\n\n\tRaph sputtered. “Hold up. [i]Me[/i] coming [i]back[/I]? Did someone put something in your morning blood, cause I have[i] never[/i] came back! I always tried to get away from you and you always try to grab me. And when you’re a success. This is what you do. I find there is no reason to ever want to come back.” He snapped in fury. \n\n\t“You better watch that tongue of yours before I cut it off! Remember who’s the one that fed you, and gave you a place to sleep, and taught you everything you know now!” The Master snarled and Raph found himself rolling his eyes. \n\n\t“Anyone could have done that.”\n\n\t“You ungrateful little fucker.” The vampire stomped over to him and Raph stared up at a dim man. He lacked of hair. A burnt scar on one side of his face and his one good eye shined a dark red. Fangs peeking out from between his lips. Threateningly. His fist raised up and before Raph could track it. It was brought down and hammered right across his already abused cheek. \n\n\tThe emerald skinned terrapin hissed and groaned as he collapsed to his side. His free hand caressing the wound that was going to leave one ugly bruise and most likely a black eye as well. He couldn’t deny that the Master really could pack a hard punch. Easily harder than Leo’s and he hated that thought.\n\n\t“I’ve given you everything I never had! I’ve trained you since you were toddler to be a successful vampire and assassin! I give you shelter and blood to feast upon instead of letting you starve, clothes so you wouldn’t freeze your ass off! And I ask you of one simple little thing! To kill the Vampire Hunter, and this is what I get in return! You make friends with him!” The Master rambled and raved none stop. His voice booming in fury off the walls and causing Raph’s hearing to ring. O-kay, maybe this wasn’t exactly what he had been expecting when he was told his father had summoned him. He expected to be punished. Only far worse. Hell, he probably still will be. He already socked him. It should be only a matter of time before the whip is in hand. But this banter had been one of the oldest. The Master had given up on this type of topic a long time ago, he thought. Bringing it back up just seemed sort of petty.\n\n\t“I knew it.” Came the snarl of disgust as he spat the words out. “I knew I should have killed you and your brother when I had the chance. I should have killed both of you when I killed your parents.” Raph’s heart stopped. His blood freezing in its veins and that familiar beast was back and roaring awake. \n\n\t“You . . . [i]you[/i] killed my parents.” Raph stared back at the vampire before him. His gaze sharp and lethal. “You never said I was an orphan.”\n\n\t“True. You never asked. I trapped them out in the middle of the day.” Raph snarled. He should have figured it out sooner. There was no way someone as nasty as the Master was to ever actually care about a women, nor her children. The fact that he even kept them around was still mind boggling. \n\n\t“Why?” He found himself saying. \n\n\t“Why? Because your father took my rightful place as the leader of the vampires!” That seemed kind of typical.\n\n\t“My father was supposed to be a Master and you decided you deserved the title better. Correct?” \n\n\tThe man spat at him. “Close. I could have taken the title without the use of violence until he met that wench and decided he wanted a kid. Well . . . kids.” Two. Him and Donnie. He was the eldest one and after his father would have naturally past away. That would have made him . . . [i]Oh crap . . .[/i]\n\n\t“So naturally, I decided to easily get rid of them. Tying them to the very ground. Their body’s burned. Their skin melting away and leaving only the bones where I used as evidence. I gave the excuse to the other vampires that my brother and his wife couldn’t return before the sun rose and that there was absolutely no protection of shadowing. I had found their remains and brought them back and that seemed to convince everyone else.”\n\n\t“What about me and my brother?” Raph asked. Clearly still confused over that part.\n\n\t“You were here at the time. They entrusted me to take care of you two brats while they went out hunting. That’s where I snuck away and captured them.” \n\n\t“Why would you keep us?”\n\n\t“You seemed useful. You were too young to have properly known your parents and you were capable of being taught. So I decided to use you the only way I knew I could. To be my assassins. Curse you though, you were too much like my brother. He didn’t like hurting people for food. That’s why he went out and hunted for animals.” \n\n\tDifferent emotions flooded Raph. Overwhelmed him. He could feel rage. Hatred. Blood-thirsty. But yet, he also felt a slight bit of relief. He never knew his parents. Didn’t even know his parents were once alive. But he actually felt grateful to know about them. Even know that he was a little like his father. His[i] real [/i]father. He wasn’t just unnaturally different from the other vampires. His father was like him to. Thought like him, acted like him. He wondered what it would be like to get to know him. \n\n\tAt first, he had thought that he was more like his dead mother that his . . . uncle, married was more like him. Apparently that was a lie to. \n\n\tFinally, the anger took over any other emotion and he gnashed his teeth together. Tugging on the chains. “I will destroy you. I swear on the high heavens, if it’s the last thing I do. I [i]will[/i] destroy you.” \n\t\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Chapter 25-

\tRaphael couldn’t recall how long he had been here. He had lost track of the days. The hours. Hell, he couldn’t even figure out what a minute was. There was never any light that shined in this dark room other than the dim lighting whenever his cell door opened.

\tEvery day was like another trip through hell. He would get whipped countless times, then he would get licked clean, then he was wrapped. Then left there to rot in his cell, awaiting the next session of punishment. He had tried many times to free himself. Only to fail. No matter even if he broke his hands and slipped out of his binds, he couldn’t even get out of the cell. The steel door was locked from the outside and there was no windows. He had tried everything his mind could think up of escaping out of the concrete cell, but they were failed attempts. As usual.

\tThough, they made sure that he regret even getting out of his chains in the first place. He had tried waiting for the vampires to come in and escape past them and he got only down the hall before he was recaptured again. There was only one man who could be so unmerciful and he knew it was his father. Seeking out revenge for disobeying his orders again. And what made it worse was that he probably knew instead of killing the Vampire Hunter like he was ordered to, he was helping him. It should be obvious enough. He had Leo’s scent all over him.

\tMmm Leo.

\tHe had been craving that turtle between the times he wasn’t buried in agonizing pain. He was fed blood. Rotten blood. Completely bitter and filthy and they would force it down his throat if he refused to drink it.

\tThey might have allowed him to starve if they didn’t see how much he despised the liquid. They left him again afterwards and it would be only minutes later he was barfing up his food. He just couldn’t digest it at all. It tasted awful and went down just the same, only to come back up ten times worse. He hated drinking that damn stuff. He wanted Leo, and it seemed like the longer he was here, the more he craved him.

\tHe shouldn’t have drank from him. That sweet delicious blood that his taste buds had savored over and over again. It was like a drug. Leo was a drug. And he was the drug addict. He wanted that blood. More of it! He didn’t just crave blood, he craved Leo and he could feel himself getting stir crazy the longer he was away from him. He wanted to feel him, to taste him, he wanted to do everything again and again to him as he did that one night. His body longed and ached for him between torture times and just thinking of him was another torture session in itself.

\tHe often wondered if Leo was even thinking of him. Did he even notice he was gone? Did he think he left the city finally to do his own thing? Would he care if he did? Probably not.

\tHe’d wanted to forget about him. So desperately and he cursed his body for reacting the way it was every time he thought of him.

\tBut the longer it seemed to delay of being apart from him. The harder it was. He hardly ever got food and managed to keep it down. He was getting more and more insane. He wanted. No, he needed Leo. He needed that blood. Before he could control himself but now he was shouting for him. He was starving and all he could think about was that damn wonderful blood he allowed himself to feast upon. He had never gone this long without something to eat. However long that was. He just knew it. He always found a good food source before he barely scraped the surface of insanity. But now he was getting buried. He was drowning in it. How much longer would it take before he would forget? His saneness dissolving. His thoughts running a rampage. Getting desperate. Wild. A complete animal. He could feel insanity trying to clasp its claws around him and there was nothing he could do. Fighting was proving worthless when his thoughts only wonder to Leo.

\tLeo. Leonardo. The one he craved to badly. Damn it, where was he?

\t“Leo!” He screamed. Tugging on his chains as they cut into his skin. Snarling like a lion in its den. Failure only feasting that rage. His fangs had fully grown and seeped into his lips, puncturing the skin and even as he licked away the blood that beaded and dribbled down. It couldn’t satisfy his hunger. His skin turned rotten and pale in his fully formed body. His eyes flashing the brightest red. “Leonardo!”

\tFinally, the squeaking sound of door hinges grinding harshly together caught Raph’s attention. His head whirling around, his eyes narrowing. Trying to figure out who the intruder was.

\t“Will you just shut up!?” Came an annoyed whine. This must be a new guard. His voice was higher than any of the others ones, but still just as gruff and just as much filled with hatred. Raph could only see his bright red eyes glowing in the darkness and the light behind him illuminating his body. He was built, but not as built as Raph of course. He was taller than him, approximately the height of Leo.

\tLeo . . .

\tDamn it, he needed him so desperately.
 
\tA low growl left Raph, his eyes narrowing further to tiny slits. His lips lifting, showing off his grown teeth, threateningly. The guard growled at him, his own fangs growing in a challenging way. Raph snarled and thrashed in his binds. Snapping at the vampire who only smirked as he stepped once back. These guards always knew how to infuriate him. He hated when they mocked him, knowing that they were safe while he was chained like this. Humiliated.

\tBut nonetheless, they were cowards in his book. They couldn’t even remain close to him to meet their end of the challenge before backing away. Just for that, he claimed title of alpha. They would often meet his gaze and tried to keep ahold of it, but always he would win and they knew that if he wasn’t bound; they would be so dead. Yet, they still torture him, make fun of him, and tease him as if he was a dumb animal. Obviously trying to regain their injured pride of realizing that no matter what, Raphael wouldn’t back down from a challenge.

\tNot one of these flesh eating varmints had provided him with a real challenge and that infuriated him more. He was bored stiff when he wasn’t withering in pain. Just remaining where he was in the corner of the room. Unable to do anything but sit in darkness. He couldn’t even look forward to the next challenge the vampires dare to give him. They were too weak for his taste.

\tNow there was one person who would always give him a challenge, and each time, neither one of them could predict the winner. Even loosing that battle didn’t seem too horrible. Just because he had something to look forward to the next time they met. Determined to win the next battle.

\tDetermined to see Leonardo under him, staring at him with such intensity it could make an ice burg melt in seconds.

\tFuck, what he wouldn’t give to see those powerful sapphire eyes staring at him. His lips curved upwards into that familiar taunting smirk. Once had irritated him to the core, now just turned him on hotter than the sun. Just picturing that mint green turtle caused his stomach to quiver.

\tStop thinking . . . not making this any easier . . .

\tSuddenly pain erupted from his jaw and Raph hissed. His mind being brought back to reality. The vampire was staring down at him, snarling. Oh right, he was in a staring contest with him.

\t“Pay attention when I’m talking to you, you disgusting animal.” Raph moved his jaw around, exercising the aching muscles. Good. Not broken. The guy didn’t pack as powerful of a punch as the others did. But even then, the other vampires didn’t pack as powerful of a punch as Leo, and because of that, he mentally smiled.

\tFalling off track again.

\tHe raised an eye ridge to the guard in front of him. Showing that he was clearly not impressed with the advance. The vampire snarled in agitation and stepped forward. Grabbing the chain that was wrapped around his neck and tugging it upwards towards him till their noses met.

\t“You better start listening to me. You’re mine. I can do whatever I want with you. And if you don’t behave yourself, I will punish you. Like all owners should do with their pets.”

\tSirens went off in Raph’s head when his comfort zone was breeched. He snapped his fangs at the guard. Slicing the tip of his nose and puncturing his lip before the man yanked back, hissing. His hand came up and wiped away the blood that beaded from his nose and dribbled down his other injured lip.
 
\t“You little fucker.” Stepping forward again. This time, he delivered a stronger punch to Raph’s cheek. “That should teach you to not mess with me.”

\tStill, despite his cheek pounding with new pain. It couldn’t compare to the others. He grunted and pushed himself to sit up. His anger inside him boiling and he so badly wanted to teach this new guy where exactly he stands to him, and that’s below him.

\t“That’s right. I am your new master. You’ll learn that the hard way.” The vampire smirked, rubbing at his knuckles.

\tRaph snarled and launched forward. His mouth grasping the length of the man’s forearm. Hearing a pain filled scream only feasted the hungry beast inside him. Satisfaction filled him as the blood from the limb poured out the harder he bit and soaked his parched throat. He sucked. Drank greedily. Though vampire blood didn’t have any nutrients like mortals did and wouldn’t give him the energy he needed. Nor satisfy his hunger. It would just fill his stomach. For now.

\tThe vampire tugged and pulled hard, still screaming. His leg kicking at Raph. Trying to pry him away, but that only got him to bite down firmer and soon the tip of his fangs hit something hard. Bone. Just a little bit more strength and he could snap the radius in half. Determined. He didn’t even notice the pain in his jaw from the previous blow it took as he clenched it tighter. Feeling his thick fangs sink into the hard bone.

\tThe screams started to get weaker the less blood poured out from the injury. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he drained this vampire completely. Though it wouldn’t kill him, just make him too weak to operate. He would starve. Just like him. Go insane. Just like him. Be unable to move and stuck in nothing but darkness. Just like him.

\tHe smirked past the mouthful of arm he had. He was so close to snapping. Grinding. Biting.

\tPain. Raph hissed as leather cut into his flesh and a snap reached his ears. He bit down harder. Wanting to complete his task but more pain filled him. Harder, faster. Eventually Raph released the grip he had on the arm. Snarling and hissing. The unconscious man collapsing on the ground next to one of the intruders. Whirling around to face the other vampire, grasping firmly onto the whip and preparing to snap it down at him. Which he did. Raph’s teeth lashed out and grasped upon the whip. Easily biting through the leather that couldn’t even come close comparing to bone.

\tThe whip becoming useless. Raph smirked and turned back to the puddle of blood that was pooled at his feet. He lapped it up. Not even caring about the years’ worth of scum that was stained into the concrete. He didn’t allow one drop of the crimson liquid to waste. Raph licked his lips. The flavor was sweet. As any other vampire would be. Not as sweet as Leo, but beggars can’t be choosers. Yet, even after all that it didn’t satisfy the angry hunger he craved so desperately.

\tGrowling, he leaned back against the wall and watched as the two other guards grabbed a hold of the still unconscious injured vampire and carried him out. His arm hanging crookedly from his side and Raph smirked with pride at how damaged it was. The flesh was shredded. Muscle hanging out. Bone showing between the tissues. Blood was stained into it but didn’t drip as any shattered arm should have. He knew if there was any hope of healing the compound fracture, it would take months.

\tThe scent of the vampire lingered in the air and Raph sneered. All he could ever smell was rotting flesh and blood. His stomach didn’t growl, but he still felt the need to eat and the scent wasn’t helping him.

\tSighing, Raph laid his head against the wall and allowed his eye lids to drift close. The same darkness enveloping him and slumber took him over.
.  .  .

\tRaphael jolted awake as the door opened. He couldn’t predict how long it had been he had slept. Everything still looked the same as always. Dark. He could hear footsteps walking towards him. Getting louder the closer it got and Raph snarled in warning.

\t“Oh hush. I got your dinner for you. Eat up. The Master wants a talk with you.” A clang of metal against brick rung through the empty room and Raph waited for the guard to walk out before he pulled the bowl over to him. It was filled! Fully filled all the way to the brim with delicious mortal blood! Raph lifted the bowl up to his lips and drank. Swallowed. Purred. Growled. The blood dripping from his chin and along his chest. As soon as the bowl was empty, he licked it clean. Bent down and licked the drips from off his arms and stomach. Off the floor. His stomach growling with such relief. He prayed he could keep it all down. It was bitter and dirty as usual, but he wasn’t going to complain.

\tHe laid against the wall and sighed. Closing his eyes and smiling. The pang of pain he usually felt in his head drifted away. The clouds in his mind clearing. Like a raging storm passing. His saneness filling his thoughts. God he could think! Such a pleasurable feeling!

\tSighing happily, his eyes drifted closed. He savored the relaxation that swam through his body. His body heating. His breathing calming. Soon, even the many unknown time of injury’s ceased from his mind. There was just contentment. Even so little as one simple dull meal felt like a luxurious banquet at a King’s table. Not when you had been practically drowning in insanity. He had felt the animal inside him, roaring. Thrashing. Fighting. Consuming him of all thoughts and body.

\tNow. Now that he had more than just a couple of drops each meal. That had faded from his mind. Then Raph frowned. Were they planning on doing this to him again? Starving him till he was feral then feeding him generously till he was back to his normal self? Raph growled at the mere thought, but it didn’t seem impossible. In fact, it just seemed like the perfect plan into controlling him. Introducing him to the pleasure of a meal. Then take it away. Only to bring it back later on as a bribe. And he knew it would work. What he felt, he would do anything for his next meal.

\tHe was brought out of his depressing thoughts when the door squeaked open once again and this time. Two vampires were there to meet him.

\t“Good. You finished eating. Come now. The Master wants to speak with you.” Total party crasher. He felt like barfing up his guts just from the sound of actually going to meet his “father” again. He knew what he was going to do to him. Humiliate him. Rub it in his face of his failure. And he wouldn’t be able to deny it. Not when he was there and everything he was saying was true.

\tSighing in so much disappointment and depression. He pushed himself up to his feet and walked with the two men. They undid his chains and wrapped their wrists around them for a firm grip in case he had any ideas. He did, but it was obvious it wouldn’t work. Just like everything else. In the end he was brought back here in his dark abyss.

\tFollowing along obediently for the first time. He blinked rapidly as the dimmest of light that shined in his eyes. Painfully. Such small light could be so powerful. At least for someone who spent quite some time locked up in nothing but darkness, concrete, and chains. Only being able to depend on his other senses. He was lead down a hall, then made a turn for the stairs. They were going deeper into the ground as they thumped downwards. Meaning if he ever wanted to escape. It was going to be a 0.001 percent chance he would make it.

\tHis frown deepened as they finally made it to the bottom of the stairs and the metal door opened. A wave of warm air washed over him as the door swung open and he was tugged inside the dark room. Instantly, lights flashed on. Barely lighting the room enough to see his feet. He was tugged down the lengthy room before they halted. They shoved him harshly down to his knees before they too collapsed in a low bow. Raph snorted unimpressively and turned to the dark shadows. He could smell the rot of the Master’s scent wafting to him. Smacking him across the face. He tried his best not to gag.

\t“Dismissed.” Came the dark hoarse voice. The vampires leapt up as if they sat on needles and turned. Leaving him alone.

\tRaph licked his lips and narrowed his eyes into the darkness. He could barely see the basic features of the man. But it was there. So strange. He was raised with this man and he really never got a true detailed look of him. Maybe when he does kill him, he’ll take him into the sun and study his face before he burns into ashes. Just that little thought caused Raph’s mood to perk up a little.

\t“I bet you’re wondering why I’ve requested you here.”

\t“No. Not really.” Raph replied. His voice was rough and low in tune. He felt like his throat was made of sand paper and he tried clearing it. Not getting any better result. He hadn’t talked in so long. The beast inside him wouldn’t allow him to. Any reasonable words had fled his knowledge and he felt as a dumb as a two year old with a hungry need to hurt everyone around him.

\t“What were you expecting when I summoned you here?”

\tRaph shrugged. “The usual I suppose. Giant banter of your oh so wonderful power. Humongous banter of my very little power. Jabbering about my mistakes. Blabbing your punishments. And bragging more about your power.” He said easily. Though the words were struggled out. It was worth it just to hear that annoyed growl.

\t“I was going to talk about   ."

\t“Don’t tell me. You’re going to give me a second chance to redeem myself?”

\tThere was another growl. This one lower and far angrier. “Another chance!?” He barked. “Don’t you think I’ve given you enough chances as it is!? Over and over I’ve given you so many chances to redeem yourself and you constantly come back with a new failure.”

\tRaph sputtered. “Hold up. Me coming back? Did someone put something in your morning blood, cause I have never came back! I always tried to get away from you and you always try to grab me. And when you’re a success. This is what you do. I find there is no reason to ever want to come back.” He snapped in fury.

\t“You better watch that tongue of yours before I cut it off! Remember who’s the one that fed you, and gave you a place to sleep, and taught you everything you know now!” The Master snarled and Raph found himself rolling his eyes.

\t“Anyone could have done that.”

\t“You ungrateful little fucker.” The vampire stomped over to him and Raph stared up at a dim man. He lacked of hair. A burnt scar on one side of his face and his one good eye shined a dark red. Fangs peeking out from between his lips. Threateningly. His fist raised up and before Raph could track it. It was brought down and hammered right across his already abused cheek.

\tThe emerald skinned terrapin hissed and groaned as he collapsed to his side. His free hand caressing the wound that was going to leave one ugly bruise and most likely a black eye as well. He couldn’t deny that the Master really could pack a hard punch. Easily harder than Leo’s and he hated that thought.

\t“I’ve given you everything I never had! I’ve trained you since you were toddler to be a successful vampire and assassin! I give you shelter and blood to feast upon instead of letting you starve, clothes so you wouldn’t freeze your ass off! And I ask you of one simple little thing! To kill the Vampire Hunter, and this is what I get in return! You make friends with him!” The Master rambled and raved none stop. His voice booming in fury off the walls and causing Raph’s hearing to ring. O-kay, maybe this wasn’t exactly what he had been expecting when he was told his father had summoned him. He expected to be punished. Only far worse. Hell, he probably still will be. He already socked him. It should be only a matter of time before the whip is in hand. But this banter had been one of the oldest. The Master had given up on this type of topic a long time ago, he thought. Bringing it back up just seemed sort of petty.

\t“I knew it.” Came the snarl of disgust as he spat the words out. “I knew I should have killed you and your brother when I had the chance. I should have killed both of you when I killed your parents.” Raph’s heart stopped. His blood freezing in its veins and that familiar beast was back and roaring awake.

\t“You . . . you killed my parents.” Raph stared back at the vampire before him. His gaze sharp and lethal. “You never said I was an orphan.”

\t“True. You never asked. I trapped them out in the middle of the day.” Raph snarled. He should have figured it out sooner. There was no way someone as nasty as the Master was to ever actually care about a women, nor her children. The fact that he even kept them around was still mind boggling.

\t“Why?” He found himself saying.

\t“Why? Because your father took my rightful place as the leader of the vampires!” That seemed kind of typical.

\t“My father was supposed to be a Master and you decided you deserved the title better. Correct?”

\tThe man spat at him. “Close. I could have taken the title without the use of violence until he met that wench and decided he wanted a kid. Well . . . kids.” Two. Him and Donnie. He was the eldest one and after his father would have naturally past away. That would have made him . . . Oh crap . . .

\t“So naturally, I decided to easily get rid of them. Tying them to the very ground. Their body’s burned. Their skin melting away and leaving only the bones where I used as evidence. I gave the excuse to the other vampires that my brother and his wife couldn’t return before the sun rose and that there was absolutely no protection of shadowing. I had found their remains and brought them back and that seemed to convince everyone else.”

\t“What about me and my brother?” Raph asked. Clearly still confused over that part.

\t“You were here at the time. They entrusted me to take care of you two brats while they went out hunting. That’s where I snuck away and captured them.”

\t“Why would you keep us?”

\t“You seemed useful. You were too young to have properly known your parents and you were capable of being taught. So I decided to use you the only way I knew I could. To be my assassins. Curse you though, you were too much like my brother. He didn’t like hurting people for food. That’s why he went out and hunted for animals.”

\tDifferent emotions flooded Raph. Overwhelmed him. He could feel rage. Hatred. Blood-thirsty. But yet, he also felt a slight bit of relief. He never knew his parents. Didn’t even know his parents were once alive. But he actually felt grateful to know about them. Even know that he was a little like his father. His real father. He wasn’t just unnaturally different from the other vampires. His father was like him to. Thought like him, acted like him. He wondered what it would be like to get to know him.

\tAt first, he had thought that he was more like his dead mother that his . . . uncle, married was more like him. Apparently that was a lie to.

\tFinally, the anger took over any other emotion and he gnashed his teeth together. Tugging on the chains. “I will destroy you. I swear on the high heavens, if it’s the last thing I do. I will destroy you.”
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