Second Chances 8/12 Part B
Jun. 22nd, 2017 04:56 pmThough brief, MiA’s time in captivity began to take on a pattern. He tried to sleep during the day in order to be somewhat rested for the night’s ordeals. Around midday, a half asleep San entered the room to bring him lunch and let him freshen up in the bathroom. Then, whispering apologies, San bound MiA again. He was left alone with his thoughts and nightmares until sunset. If he was fortunate, San was the first vampire to enter the room. That happened far less than MiA would have liked.
It seemed that he’d just fallen into a fitful doze when he woke abruptly. MiA bit his lip as he looked towards the door. It would be late enough in the day now that the vampires would be awake. His pulse quickened as the doorknob turned. Please be San please be San please be San, he prayed.
The door opened to reveal Jin. “Not who you wanted?” His captor taunted.
MiA swallowed. “As if I would ever want you.”
“I could compel you to.”
“I’d rather die.”
Jin smirked at him. “You will if your beloved Hakuei doesn’t find you. Time’s running out you know.”
MiA refused to let Jin terrify him with thoughts of what would happen to him if Hakuei didn’t find this wretched warehouse before the deadline. “He’ll find me. I have faith in him.” Faith was the only thing that kept him going. It was how he endured being touched and violated by the monster who’d captured him.
No matter how much he wished to burn the memory of Jin’s touch from his body with a scalding hot shower, MiA knew it wouldn’t help. It would only cause further pain. After he’d washed and dried himself he pulled his torn uniform back on with shaking hands. The one tiny comfort was that Jin had yet to force him to dress like a sex slave. How long had it been since San had been able to wear clothing he wanted? Ever? If only there was something he could do to free San.
The vampire was waiting for him in the hallway. “I brought food and water for you. It’s in the room.” He smiled sadly and turned to lead MiA back to his cell. Both of them knew that MiA had no choice but to follow. A human couldn’t escape this warehouse and anywhere he ran there would be a vampire there to find him. He didn’t want to find out what Jin would do to him if he made any attempt at escaping.
“Thank you for all you’ve done,” MiA said. He reached out to catch San’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Truly. I… I don’t think I would have survived the second night if it weren’t for you.” San intervened when Jin tried to take too much from him, reminding the cruel vampire that there hadn’t been nearly enough time for MiA’s blood to replenish itself. That he would die before the week was up if Jin wasn’t careful. MiA knew San was punished every time he stepped in on MiA’s behalf. San truly was brave to stand up for him.
“I only wish I could do more.”
MiA carefully seated himself on the ground, avoiding the dreaded futon as he opened up the convenience store bag. The meals were always simple and as healthy and protein filled as San could get. Though he would sometimes bring chocolate for him. One little treat to bring even the smallest bit of light into this hell. About halfway through his meal he decided to ask the question that had been on his mind ever since San had first made an appearance. “San. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to… but how did you wind up in Jin’s service?” It was a gross exaggeration of the truth. San was Jin’s slave. Not his servant.
San looked as if he’d just swallowed acid. “I,” he took a shaky breath, “there’s no reason not to tell you. Miserable a tale as it is. I was a destitute young man with no real future in the town I grew up in. I’d always had good eyes and good aim so I decided to join the army. The higher ups trained me to be a sniper because of my skills and to my immense misfortune, I was assigned to Jin’s regiment.”
MiA blinked. “How could Jin command his own soldiers if he can’t go out in sunlight?”
“Often times we were in the jungle,” San replied. “Jin used the shelter of the trees along with protective clothing to conceal his skin. Usually we travelled by night. Our missions carried out under cover of darkness. I used to think Jin covered his body because he had terrible scarring. That it was the reason for his ruthlessness.” San rubbed his arms and lowered his gaze from MiA’s face. “We… we were in Vietnam. When he began to notice me. Our orders were to decimate the peasant populations. We raided and destroyed villages, killing everyone.”
“Not you though.” MiA only had to look at San to know he was no killer. Perhaps as a vampire, but there was a difference between killing for survival and killing for sport.
“Not me,” San whispered. “I couldn’t murder an innocent. Japanese soldiers like us were the monsters invading their villages. I… I hated myself. For joining the army. For being so weak and helpless.”
“You are far too kind to have been a soldier,” MiA said gently. He wondered if there was anything he could do to comfort San, to ease the haunted look from his face. “San… again, you don’t have to answer me. How did Jin come to notice you?” MiA damned his curiosity, wishing he hadn’t asked when San shuddered. “I’m sorry. Please… let’s talk about something else.”
San shook his head. “No. I’ll… I’ll talk.” He took a deep breath. “Even then, Jin was as sadistic and ruthless as he is now. After a raid he came to me and asked to see my gun. He checked the magazine and saw I’d only used two bullets. I lied to him. Lied to his face that I only made two kills because no one else came by.” San’s gaze turned distant as he recalled his past. “I killed two of my own soldiers. I… I was protecting a young couple. A man and his pregnant wife. I was determined to save them.”
“Did you?”
“Unless Jin tracked them, yes. I… don’t think he did though. I don’t think he cared enough.”
MiA knew why. “When did you learn he’d discovered your life?”
San grimaced. “A few days later after raiding another village. We were just returning to the ruins of the village when Jin pulled me aside. Told me he wished to speak with me. You can imagine how terrified I was. I followed him to the hut he’d claimed. He… he asked about the raid, my kills, and then to see my rifle again. I lied again, saying I’d fallen out of a tree and knocked myself out. That I’d missed all the fighting. He knew it was a lie. That I’d disobeyed him and avoided the fight. T-that was when he ordered me to strip.” San lowered his head in shame. “He said if I didn’t, I would be flogged until my back split open and I begged for mercy.”
“Oh, San.” MiA clutched his hand. “He would have probably killed you with a flogging.” San wouldn’t have received the necessary treatment for his wounds.
“I wish he had,” San said bitterly. “I wish I’d taken the flogging rather than become his whore. If only I’d turned my rifle on myself that night and ended my miserable life before it could become the hell it is now.” Tears welled up in his eyes and spilled over onto his mask. “That was the final night my body belonged to me. Jin continued to order me to come and spend the night with him. I was too afraid of what he’d do to me if I refused, so even though I loathed myself for doing it, I always submitted to him. This went on until an order to bring a message to another troop came in. I thought this would be my chance to escape from him. Jin didn’t trust technology, thought the message would be intercepted if he used radio.” San sniffed and dried his eyes. “I volunteered to do it. He… he made me earn the privilege of taking the message to the other troop.”
MiA didn’t need to use his imagination to know how San had ‘earned’ that. He gave San’s hand another gentle squeeze, encouraging him to continue.
“I left that morning. The troop was stationed two villages away so it was supposed to take me a day, perhaps two, to get there. I delivered the message and acted as if I was making my way back to my troop. As soon as I was out of sight, I took off in the opposite direction. My only goal was to get as far from the army as I could. For three blissful days, I was free from Jin. H-He caught up to me though and that’s when I learned the awful truth of who he was. What he was.”
MiA winced. “Did he hurt you for trying to betray him?”
“He laughed because he’d known I would do it. I… I know he’s used a vampire’s power over you so you know how terrifying it is when your own body turns against you and you’re helpless to resist,” San whispered. “All those nights he’d made me have sex with him, I thought I’d been powerless. That I couldn’t say no to him. I didn’t know how wrong I was until I found myself pinned to a tree by his will alone.” San rubbed his eyes again. “I don’t know how he did it, but Jin kept me alive for five days. On that night he ended my miserable human life and began my wretched vampire life.”
MiA knew San was leaving out plenty of details and information, but he saw no reason to push. It wasn’t difficult to fill in the blanks with his own imagination anyway. “Thank you for telling me. I know it was difficult for you.” Impulsively he threw his arms around San’s neck. The vampire’s body stiffened in surprise before he slowly raised his arms to return MiA’s embrace.
“I can’t remember the last time someone hugged me,” San confessed. The revelation broke MiA’s heart. He wished he could somehow save San, but the only way he could do so would be to kill Jin – something no human could accomplish. Maybe Luke Skywalker could. If only MiA could use the Force to free himself, rescue San, and end Jin. “I wish you could too,” San whispered. “I was I was stronger.” He drew back from the embrace and brushed his tears away. “I’m so sorry, MiA. I have to tie you up again.. he’s calling me.”
There was no point in fighting him. Trapped in the chair and his chains again, all MiA could do was hope and pray that Hakuei would come for him tonight. Please, Hakuei! Come for me. save me and save San.
Three hours later the door opened once more to reveal Jin and San. The former smug in a half mask while the latter cringed away from him. San carried a video camera and his head was bowed in shame. Instead of his coat he wore black leather shorts, the leather collar around his throat to match his mask, and a harness-like tank top with thigh high black boots. Fear and hatred mingled in MiA’s heart as he looked at his friend. His savior. Sweet San didn’t deserve to be treated like this!
“It’s touching that you care so much for my little pet.” Jin hooked a finger through the loop of San’s collar to tug him closer to him. MiA averted his eyes when Jin kissed San, not wanting to see the kind vampire claimed so thoroughly. “Turn the camera on and record us. Do not speak or make a sound.”
MiA stiffened. Jin wanted to have him filmed? What for? What exactly was it that the camera would capture? He couldn’t stop his eyes from darting to the hated futon. Jin wasn’t so twisted that he’d have San film him raping MiA, right? Or would he. MiA swallowed nervously when the vampire approached him. “W-What’s the camera for?” He shuddered as Jin’s fingers carded through his hair.
“Mm, perhaps I’ll have San film our very own private porno later. I rather like that idea.” Jin laughed and moved behind MiA, fingers curling around his shoulders. A full body shudder went down his spine from the touch and the sight of the camera recording. “This video is for you, Hakuei. Consider this as incentive for you to hurry and find sweet little MiA. He has been mine for four nights now. I’ve grown rather fond of him. He has spirit despite being a weak, pathetic human.” Jin’s hands slid down MiA’s arms. His fingers caressed over the skin bared by the tears in his sleeves.
MiA tried to look straight ahead at San rather than the camera or the monster behind him. What little he could see of San’s masked face was pale and anxious. He swallowed and wet his lips. “Hakuei!” He yelled. “Hakuei, I—” he hissed in pain when Jin backhanded him. His cheek smarted from the blow. The simple knowledge that Jin could so easily kill him with a single blow.
Jin’s fingers knotted in MiA’s hair. “Before your sweet little MiA tried to get mouthy, I was gloating. How does it feel to be powerless? To know your frail human lover can do nothing to stop me from doing whatever I want to him?” he yanked MiA’s head to the side and roughly sank his fangs into his neck to drink from him. A demonstration of his control. MiA’s eyes closed and he braced himself. The humiliation wasn’t over yet. Jin released his neck so he could lick over the bite while his hand travelled down MiA’s chest in a violating caress. MiA shuddered in revulsion and fear. Stop touching me. Leave me, get me back to Hakuei!
San gave MiA a regretful look. He continued to film, unable to do anything else. MiA wished they could stop Jin somehow.
“Wish all you like, pet. You’re helpless.” Jin kissed the bite and straightened. Mia was too terrified to look back at him to see what Jin would do next. Perhaps knowing would have made it easier to endure what came next. Jin’s hands closed around MiA’s left arm. “You have three days to find MiA before he is mine to do with as he wish.” He snapped MiA’s arm without warning, laughing over his agonized screams. “Hurry, Hakuei.” He stepped in front of MiA and signaled San to end the video.
* * *
Hakuei clutched his head in his hands as he stared down at the mess of paperwork on his table. Maps, printouts of security footage, the note with the lock of MiA’s hair, statements from other vampires, a sketch… No matter how many resources he had at his disposal, there was no trace of MiA or his kidnapper. The car had been their sole lead, but it’d only opened up a new case for the human police. It’d been stolen and its owner murdered. There were only three days until the deadline was up. He as good as killed MiA with his own hands if he couldn’t find him in time. Hakuei was sick with worry at the thought of what was happening to his precious lover. MiA. Hold on for me.
The balcony door slammed shut and a frantic Koichi rushed into the kitchen. An unmarked video tape was in his hand. “Hakuei! This was on the balcony.”
“What? When?” Hakuei demanded.
“I don’t know. In the last hour maybe because it wasn’t here when we left earlier.” Koichi handed him the tape. “I’ll look at the footage once we’ve watched this.”
After the note’s delivery, Hakuei had installed two small security cameras at the front and balcony doors. If anything else was delivered he would see who left it. “Good.” He heard the water in the bathroom shut off. “Tsuzuku, hurry and come out here. There’s a video tape.”
“Be right out.”
Tsuzuku joined them moments later in jeans with a towel looped over his shoulders to stop his still wet hair from dripping everywhere. Koichi immediately started fussing, patting down his hair to dry him off while Hakuei inserted the tape into the VCR. “Enough, Mom! I’m dry enough,” Tsuzuku complained. He snatched his towel and sat on the couch. They had Hakuei sit between them. Hakuei’s blood ran cold at the sight of his terrified lover chained to a chair with his abductor behind him. His mask was blood red and shaped like a butterfly this time. Koichi and Tsuzuku clasped his hands as the horror unfolded. The taunts, the blood drinking that had Hakuei snarling in fury, and then worst of all: MiA’s agonized scream and whimpers over his broken arm. He was sickened by the display of cruelty. MiA’s pain replayed in his mind. MiA… He was being tortured because of Hakuei’s failures. Innocent MiA had been abducted by a monster, and Hakuei was no closer to finding him than he had been yesterday.
Koichi squeezed Hakuei’s hand. “Look,” he whispered. “Whoever this monster is, his accomplice doesn’t support what he’s doing. Watch the camera shake. Whoever this person is, they’re as afraid of the Masked Vampire as MiA is.” He swallowed and clutched his hand tighter when Tsuzuku replayed the last few seconds. All three flinched as they had to once again witness the horror of MiA’s arm snapping in the Masked Vampire’s grasp.
“Ko’s right. I’ll go check the security footage… it might be the accomplice on there.” Tsuzuku hugged Hakuei then slid off the couch. Hakuei remained frozen, unable to take his eyes off the agonized expression twisting MiA’s beautiful face. How much more would his beloved have to suffer?
“We’ll find him.” Koichi wrapped his arms around him and cuddled against his side. “The security tape could give us a clue.”
The tape wasn’t as informative as any vampire hoped. It did, however, provide a glimpse at the accomplice. Though ‘servant’ seemed to be a more suitable term. He was around Koichi’s height and dressed in a long, gray coat and black boots that wouldn’t be out of place in a sex shop. A surgical mask nose and mouth. The man bent down to deposit the tape before the balcony door then raised his head. It was clear that he was unaware of the presence of the security camera, for he never looked at it. Black hair with russet streaks framed what seemed a pretty face. His eyes were gray – and haunted. As haunted as Koichi and the others’ had been when Kana freed them from Katarina.
Hakuei reached for Meto’s thoughts to share the images with him. “Meto, I need you to sketch this man and make copies. I will do the same tonight. He’s a clue to finding my MiA.” Locating his lover was even more urgent than ever before. If Hakuei didn’t reach him in time…
“I will. Minpha will help as well.”
Hakuei could only hope it was enough.
Notes
1) I started writing Jin and San's backstory last month. Once I finish Second Chances I'll work on getting that done and posted. I've also started working on some stuff with San in the present day, though I'm not too sure where it's going.
2) I swear I won't take forever to post Part C!
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Date: 2017-06-22 10:01 pm (UTC)Glad the writer's block is gone now. ^_^ I'll wait patiently for part C.
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Date: 2017-06-23 01:23 am (UTC)Thankfully it is, the only issue is that I have a couple new novel ideas that have been grabbing up my attention. But they'll have to take their turn so I can finish MiA's story and Part C first.
Thanks for waiting patiently!
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Date: 2017-06-26 04:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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