Virgil's POV

I bolt to my room and fall onto my bed, the faint hum of Hilda's light being the only sound in the room. My thoughts grow louder the longer I stay  alone.

He's right, you know.

You're a freak.

A bad guy.

A Dark Side.

A mutant.

You don't belong here.

You deserve to die.

Die.

Kill yourself.

No, I have boyfriends who love me.

You need pain.

Find pain.

Like, self harm?

Pain.

Harm.

You need pain.

I hesitate, standing up and walking to my craft drawer and picking up a light blue whittling knife and taking the cap off, turning the blade over in my palm. I tug down my pants and begin cutting horizontal lines up and down, shallow enough not to bleed a lot but deep enough to cause a lot of pain. A knock sounds at my door.

"Virgil, honey? Are you okay? It's Roman. Patton told me about what happened. Can I come in, please?" Roman asks. His voice sounds off, maybe he's upset or angry about Remy. 2 emotions I've rarely seen him express.

"One minute, Ro." I shout back, wiping the blood from my legs and pulling my pants up, making my bed and opening the door, revealing a fuming Roman. He bursts inside and slams the door behind him once I step away, sitting on the bed and screaming into a pillow. I lock my door and sit beside him, rubbing his back. His hand grips on my other arm and a laugh sounds from him, one that didn't quite sound right. Roman turns around to reveal Deceit's face instead of my boyfriend. I go to scream but one of his hands clamps on my mouth, making my scream a whimper.

"Now, now, honey. You're going to walk out of here willingly or forced." I struggle against his hold and he shrugs. "Okay, willingly it is." He says calmly. Another one of his hands brings out 4 glowing bracelets and first clamps 2 of them on my feet, then taking my two hands and clamping the others on my wrists. They start glowing when I struggle, making me lose control of my limbs. I bite the hand over my mouth but it tightens, one of the existing hands pulling out a yellow dog collar. I thrash as it's clipped around my neck and he lets go of my mouth. I try to scream but only my mouth moves, making me give up. I let tears fall and flinch away when Deceit wipes them away.

"Don't cry, baby. You're with me now." He coos. I cry more, still no sound coming out.
"One more thing, we can have you flying away, can't we?" He lies, making all his extra arms disappear as he pulls out 2 plastic clips. He turns me around and slides them onto the bases of my wings, putting them under his control too.

I sob silently as we walk out of my room and out of the Light Mindpalace, into the Dark Mindpalace. It has creaky floorboards and holes in the stairs and a cluttered, dirty kitchen and 2 small dining chairs in the living room in front of the large flat screen tv.

"Now, pet. Remus and I have a bedroom each, but you won't need one. We have some dog crates around here somewhere I'm sure. We don't have visitors coming over tonight, so best behaviour. If you aren't wondering, we are seeing Depression, Death, Crisis and Expression." He explains sternly, controlling me up the stairs and into Remus's room.

"Remus! Darling, I don't have a present for you~" Deceit says in a singsong voice, calling for his boyfriend. Remus sinks up and grins a sinister smile as he stokes my cheek.

"Can we keep 'im!?" He squeals, giggling after confirmation from the controller beside me. Remus runs his hand down my chest and slips his hand down my pants. I flinch back and try to bolt away but Deceit keeps me in place.

"He's a little skittish." The collar around my neck tightens dramatically  and I cough out a little. Remus creates a green dog leash and clips it on. "Maybe we should just give him a little grooming session before our visitors arrive, hm?"

I'm lead down to a large bathroom and my pants are pulled off me with little difficulty, leaving me in my boxers. Remus kneels down and pulls them down and I begin crying again.

No. No, no, no, no!

Deceit wipes my tears away and helps take my boxers off over the anklets. The bath is soon filled with cold water  and Deceit lifts me up and drops me in, making me shiver and wince at the cold. Remus drops the leash and i try to climb out and make a naked break for it, but Deceit holds me back, clipping the leash off and attaching a chain (also connected to the wall) to the collar instead.

"Now now, baby. I know it's cold but this is for your own good. Remus, grab the soap, wouldn't you?" He asks, holding my chin up and smiling down on me. I hiss and try biting my hand but the collar tightens slightly more. I let out a few more coughs. "Ah, ah, ah! You keep this act up and you might get another present, Virgil." He snarls. I test his patience and snap my teeth at him again. He sighs and walks out of the room.

"Hello, pet. Spread your wings for me." Remus coos, ripping my wing from its curled position and scrubbing painfully at it until he's satisfied. He does the same to the other one before pushing me to my knees. "Hair time." He snaps. Remus grabs my hair and forcefully dunks my head into the cold water.

Liquid floods into my nose and mouth and I choke, unable to flail my arms as he pushes me almost completely underwater. My lungs burn as I cough and splutter when he pulls me up again, washing my hair roughly and repeating the action for a shorter amount of time until he seems satisfied again. I am exhausted but can't seem to pass out. Deceit enters the room with something in his hand as he helps to drag me out of the bathtub, draining the water afterwards.

Deceit kneels to my level (I'm on my knees sitting down) and shows me what's in his hand. A modified muzzle and head collar. I push back but my bracelets glow and keep me where I am. The collar flops off of me and I erupt into coughing fits, the painful burning returning once more. I cry in relief and whimper when my throat burns too.

"I'll put these on if you do behave, okay? Now, I trust you will run away while we get you dressed." He says softly and detaches the bracelets and anklets. My energy is drained from what happened in the bath so I probably can't even stand on my own. Remus leaves the room and bounds back in soon after, very happy with whatever is in his hands. He unfolds the fabric, revealing a pink dress.

Along with a black thong. I sob and cry quietly while they dress me. The bottom of the dress only just covers my ass as they haul me to my feet and drag me to the dining room downstairs.

There sits a large oak table with 15-20 seats surrounding it. But that isnt what catches my eye. In the corner is a massive birdcage with a birdbath and a bowl, along with chains attached to the top and hooks at the side.

Remus and Deceit drag me in, unlocking the door and locking my arms up above me so I'm forced to stand up before my wings are forcefully spread out and the hooks at the side of the cage are fored through my wings. I cry out and scream as the metal holds my wings out to the side, blood dripping from the holes in the wing membrane.

"Pretty bird! I see why Jeffrey Dahmer had so much fun with animals!" Remus squeals, stroking my wings and licking the blood off. I whimper quietly until he finishes, leaving Deceit and I in the cage together. He lifts up my skirt and presses his body to mine.

"Deceit, please no. Don't do it. Plea-" He clamps the collar on and it silences me as he gropes and rapes me. The doorbell rings and he pulls his pants up and pulls my skirt down, locking the cage once he's out and covering it in a pitch black sheet and leaving me in darkness. I fall asleep, tormented by the day's events.