Dark Soul

Puppy awoke with a chain collar around his neck and his hands shackled to the wall. The chains that bound him were short and barely gave him space to move around. Looking around he noticed that he wasn't in the safety of the motel room. His heart began to break at the realization that he was back at the factory, still in the confines of his cell.

What he thought had been real was a dream after all. He wasn't safe, and he probably never would be. Closing his eyes he chanted in his head for it all to be over. The dream he just had was everything he had wished for. He was saved and he was free. More than that he had someone, a master vampire that had vowed to protect him. But it was just a dream.

"Puppy what's wrong. You have a bad a dream," came a voice from the shadows. Puppy looked around but didn't see anything. There was only the darkness that inhabited the cell, the all consuming darkness that he feared more than anything. "Aww did my Puppy miss me. We can play now, it'll be so much fun."

Puppy's eyes dilated with fear when he saw the redheaded master vampire step from the shadows. She was holding a set of matches and a bullwhip in her hand. Those eyes of hers were so child-like, but they held pure malice. There was no denying what was about to happen to him, it was only a matter of how long she wished to talk to him before the pain began.

"So Puppy were you good today. Did you miss me baby? Cause I've wanted to play all day, but no one will play with me. But you will won't you my little Puppy," she frowned and titled her head to the side. He stared into her eyes as her frown turned into a big grin. Her smiles always sent chills down his spine because he knew what they meant. It meant that she was ready to play, and her games would give Angelus himself a run for his money."OK let's play. If your a good little Puppy I'll heal you and we can play some more. But if your not then no healing, just playing. OK Puppy," she giggled.

Ever since she started using magick she became more brutal towards him. It made his body ache in sorrow at the long hours she would 'play' with her Puppy. In the end he would always be so bloody and on the verge of becoming a pile of dust. But then she would heal him and the pain stopped. He loved when the pain stopped because then he could escape into his mind. It gave him clarity and he could imagine what it was like to be free, to be away from this. The pain always returned though, and she was always there to smile and laugh as he writhed in agony on the floor.

Small feminine hand's opened his shirt and exposed his battered body. When he tried to squirm out of the grasp of his tormentor, he was grabbed by the throat and held still. "Puppy you be still. We play right or it's no fun. Don't you want me to have fun," she pouted. Willing him self to be still he shut his eyes and tried to make this go away. Something about this just wasn't right, he was in the motel room and he was safe. He wasn't suppose to be here with her.

"Alright time for some fun," she said and removed the hand from his throat. Slowly small hands began to caress his chest. Under her hands she could feel all the bruises she had caused. All the pretty little marks she made on her Puppy. With a sharp smack she brought her hand down on Puppy's chest. "Pretty little marks," she giggled.

He squirmed underneath her trying in vain to break free of his chains. What he got for his efforts was a giggle from the redhead. Another smack on the chest and he stopped squirming. It was a bad idea to not follow what she said, he had to learn the hard way.

Once she had played with him for hours and hours. His body was in so much pain that he wriggled and squirmed underneath her as she straddled his hips and brought blow after blow to his tender skin. She warned him not to wriggle, all she wanted was to hear him scream. But he didn't listen and he squirmed and tried his hardest to shake her off. Then he got a smack in the face as she bent down and licked his cheek. What she did then stayed with him every time he was beaten.

The redhead had healed him. Usually a full healing was his reward for being a good Puppy and not squirming when she hit him. But that time she had only healed him enough to keep going without him passing out. He begged her to stop, pleaded with her. But she laughed at him and told him that his begging was funny. For the next four hours she beat him and made him bleed, then a minor healing before she continued. When it was all over he lay a mess on the floor trying not to squirm when she got off. From that day on it was a rule for him to beg when she asked. Those were the only two rules she gave him. Never squirm and beg for it to stop. If he failed to follow then he got another lesson in all the agony's of what magick could cause a vampiric body.

A sharp blow came from the side and he was punched in the face. " No thinking Puppy. It's no fun when you try to get away. Your mind let's you get away from me," she frowned. " But that's over now isn't Puppy," she said and put a smile on her face. Straddling his hips she put the matches and the whip on the floor beside them. Slowly she brought her index finger over his chest and made a horizontal cut with her finger nail. His blood covered the tiny digit and she brought it up to her mouth and tasted it.

"Mm. My Puppy tastes so good. I want more," she pouted. Without warming her hand was brought back down over the cut, giving it a good smack. Hissing in pain Puppy tried to make his body still. There was no telling what his punishment would be this time if he squirmed, he wasn't going to squirm.

Smack after smack she laid heavy blows to the cut. When it was bloody enough she took her blood smeared hand and licked it clean. " Mm. I want to bite you Puppy. But Master won't let me bite you. Don't you want it though, to be bitten," * smack *," to have my fangs take your pretty blood," * smack *, " doesn't mean I still can't taste," she laughed and licked the blood from her hand.

The small bloodied hand cupped Puppy's cheek and he flinched. His eyes shut tight he tried again to make this go away, this was the dream and he wanted to wake up. " Look at me Puppy," the redheaded vampire commanded. But he wouldn't listen and shook his head in denial. Denial of this, of her.

A hard smack came across his face and he opened his eyes and looked at her. " Good Puppy," she praised. " Follow my hand," she said as she took her hand away from his face and slowly crept it toward the box of matches laying beside them. His eyes followed her hand and he prayed that this would be over quickly. Some times she would use two matches and sometimes she would use the whole box. It was always painful but at least when he did what she asked he would always get healed afterward.

Bringing the matches to his eye level she took two out and stared at them. This was always the most nerve racking experience on Puppy's part. This is when she decided whether she wanted him to scream loudly or beg for it to stop.

Slowly her lips curved into a smile and she lit the two matches. " Scream for me Puppy," she ordered and dropped the two matches on his chest. He yelled at the top of his lungs and tried to not squirm. The pain from the flames hitting his skin was so intense, he could feel the skin being burned from his body.

Then the flames where stomped out by her hand. The pain was fierce but at least the flames were out. " Good Puppy. You scream so lovely. More screaming wouldn't hurt but I want begging now."

Placing the matches down she grabbed the bullwhip and cracked it a few times. " This time Puppy I want you to beg. Beg for it to stop and then I'll heal you." Without warning the end of the whip came down and snapped across his chest, leaving a gash. " Beg Puppy," she commanded and brought the whip down again and again.

"Please. Please stop. No more please," he pleaded with her. " No more. No more. Please, please stop doing this," he begged. More cracks and gashes. She was laughing at him.

"Your begging is so funny Puppy. Beg more," she laughed and brought the whip down again. He was bleeding profusely and he wanted to rip the head from her body. But she was the one with the power, she was the master and he was the Puppy.

"Stop! Stop! Please!" He chanted.

"Will you be a good Puppy? Will you promise not take what's mine," she asked and licked his face. Then more blows down upon his chest.

Tears were prickling his eyes and he didn't know what she was talking about. " What do you mean? I don't know," he cried but she still continued to whip him. " Yes I promise please stop. Please!"

Finally the blows stopped and he lay there panting . He felt a tongue licking along his chest and he looked down to see her licking up all the blood she made. She looked back at him and began to laugh. "I think I should whip my Puppy more. What do you think?"

Puppy thought the question was directed towards him. Although he didn't want to answer, so he laid there. Then a voice came from the shadows and his body went stiff.

"Yeah Wills. I think you should make the Puppy bleed. After all that's his purpose." Then from behind the redhead came the face of his protector. It was the master vampire who had promised him that no matter what he would protect him. That he would take care of him.

"Xander do you think Puppy's been bad," she said as she got off of him and stood up. The dark haired vampire wrapped his arms around the redhead and Puppy stared at them in confusion. The vampire gave her a kiss on the lips and held her close.

"What's wrong with him Wills. He's looking at me all funny," the dark haired vampire said. This wasn't Puppy's savior, this was someone else. Tears began to fall down his face and he wanted to scream out, ask for somebody to stake him. That wonderful dream he had was false. The vampire who saved him, the one whom he had tasted his soul, was not real. This wasn't him and it was all a lie.

"He thinks you belong to him Xander," she laughed. " He thinks he can take you away from me. But you wouldn't leave me would you Xander? Not for a Puppy," she frowned.

The older vampire gave her a kiss and held her close." Why would I do that? I wouldn't leave my Wills for some worthless piece of shit." Puppy began to sob, this wasn't right. He shook his head and willed it to go away. This wasn't the person, this wasn't the person who had freed him. But he wanted it to be, he wanted that person with him. The dark haired vampire walked over to him and yanked his face up, making sure they could look into each other's eyes. " Why are you crying," he said coldly.

"Please stop. Don't. You promised. You promised," Puppy said. The dark haired vampire promised he would protect him. But it was a lie, he would never protect him.

The dark haired vampire laughed. " Tell me what I promised. What did I promise you that would have you in so many tears? Did I promise that I'd kill you? Because I can do that," he said and pulled his hand away from Puppy's face.

"You p-p-promised that you wouldn't let anyone hurt me. You said you'd protect me," he said in a low voice. Maybe this was a trick on redhead he thought. He had tasted the other vampire's soul and he knew that the other vampire wouldn't let anyone hurt him. This had to be a trick.

The dark haired vampire laughed at him and went to the redhead's side. " I guess I lied then. Why would I protect you? Your not worth it," he said and leaned down to kiss the redhead.

That's when he broke and let his tears fall. It had been a lie. The dark haired vampire had lied to him, he wasn't safe or protected. Only allowed to think so so that he would be broken. It worked and he wanted to die, to not exist.

The redhead laughed. " Puppy's broken now. That's no fun. Oh well," she sighed and walked to him. Kneeling down she stared at his face. " Why does Puppy cry so much? You didn't think my Xander would actually choose you over me did you," she said with a frown. Puppy tried to stop himself from crying. Crying was pointless, this whole thing was pointless to him. It didn't matter anymore because the only person that had cared about him had lied.

"Puppy you know I'm coming back for you don't you? I can't let my Puppy go, your my little Puppy and only I get to play with you. But for now Xander is going to play," she said and then smiled. "Xander grab the whip. Puppy's been bad."

"Sure thing Wills," the dark haired vampire said as he picked the whip up off the floor and walked over to them. He sat at Puppy's side and stared at the vampire. Puppy was hoping that maybe he'd see something in his eyes, the same thing he saw in the bathroom. When he had looked into those before they were honest, he hadn't lied. But now all he saw was and empty stare, it didn't hold any sort of feeling. It was dark.

The redhead grabbed hold of his face and forced Puppy to look at her. " You see now Puppy? When I come looking for you who do think Xander's going to pick? Me or the little Puppy. Soul's don't matter Puppy. You don't matter. Xander's mine," she said with a grin. " Xander you can play with my Puppy now."

Puppy turned his head and looked at the dark vampire. The vampire cracked the whip and stared at him. Then he brought the whip down and hit him over and over and over. Puppy screamed in pain and wished it to stop, life existence, everything.
***
Xander awoke to the sounds of Puppy screaming. The vampire was tossing and turning which caused Xander to wake. He shook Puppy by the shoulder's trying to wake him up. "Wake up Puppy. You have to wake up."

Puppy's eyes darted open and he changed into his demon guise. The vampire was growling and he threw himself on top of Xander, effectively pinning him to the mattress.

"You lied. You lied," he screamed and began punching his fists into the younger vampires chest. " You told me, you promised. But you lied. Your trying to break me," he said with the utmost hate.

Xander didn't know what to do. He couldn't hit Puppy he had made a promise. To himself and the elder vampire. But he couldn't just let this assault continue. Bringing his hands up he grabbed the elder vampire by his wrists and tried to hold him still. But Puppy had healed since drinking his blood. The older vampire wasn't at full strength yet, but Xander wasn't sure he'd be able to hold him still for long.

"Puppy look at me. * Please * look at me," he said trying to reason with Puppy. But the other vampire wouldn't have it. He began to scream and growl in anger at being restrained.

"No! Let go of me. I won't let you take me back. Let go!" He screamed. It was becoming a frantic struggle and Xander didn't know what to do. Then Puppy did something that he hadn't expected. With a move so quick not even Xander could see, Puppy sunk his fangs into Xander's neck and began to withdraw as much blood as he could.

Right then Xander knew that if he didn't do anything then that Puppy would definitely drain him dry. Although he would give up every last drop of his blood to heal the vampire, he knew this wasn't going to help. Puppy was not in his right mind and Xander had to do something to stop him. The blood was flowing out of him and if he didn't act soon he wouldn't even have the strength to speak let alone defend himself.

Raising his fist in the air he got ready to do something he had vowed not to do. " Puppy I'm sorry," he said as he slammed his fist into the side of Puppy's face – sending the vampire flying across the room.

Xander didn't have the strength to move. A lot of his blood had been drained from him so all he could manage was to move his head to the side and watch Puppy.

Puppy was sitting against the wall staring intently at Xander. The vampire was staring a hole through him. Then Puppy got up and made his way toward the door. " No! Puppy please stay. Don't go," Xander pleaded.

Puppy shook his head," No your going take me back to her. I know you will. I know you lied."

"Puppy who. Who am I going to take you back to?"

"Her. Your childe. Your trying to trick me and I'm not going to let you."

"Puppy please. Don't. I wouldn't do that you know I wouldn't."

Puppy started to laugh and he inched toward the door. " She told me you'd pick her over me. Like I'm going to trust you. I wanted to trust you but your a liar," with the last word he kicked the door down.

"No!" Xander yelled. But Puppy was already gone.

TBC

A/N: Wow I hope Puppy has pants.