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June of Doom Day 21
"On three"
| Dehydration | Memory Loss | Choke |
Cw: Implied torture, the tags above
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Villain cursed as they tried to lift Hero from the ground. They were weak and limp, their legs too wobbly to stand on their own.
"Who-" Hero swallowed, their mouth so dry it was hard to talk. They hadn't had any water for almost two days. "Who are you?"
Villain looked away. Hero hadn't recognised them when they arrived. They were counting on it staying that way for a while. "A friend," they said, finally, and managed to hoist Hero's arm over their shoulder and lift them, half dragging Hero away from the cell.
Villain could still feel the bruises on their neck from the collar that had choked them every time they swallowed, but they didn't say anything to Hero. They didn't need Hero to worry. They needed Hero focused on getting out.
"Come on," Villain muttered and Hero tried their best to get their feet under them.
The pair limped out the door and into the weak sunlight, and Villain immediatley turned towards the woods. It wouldn't be long now before Superhero returned.
They had just reached the treeline when the rumble of the car could be heard coming around the corner, and Villain gripped Hero tighter and turned to run.
June of Doom Day 21
"On three"
| Dehydration | Memory Loss | Choke |
Cw: Implied torture, the tags above
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Villain cursed as they tried to lift Hero from the ground. They were weak and limp, their legs too wobbly to stand on their own.
"Who-" Hero swallowed, their mouth so dry it was hard to talk. They hadn't had any water for almost two days. "Who are you?"
Villain looked away. Hero hadn't recognised them when they arrived. They were counting on it staying that way for a while. "A friend," they said, finally, and managed to hoist Hero's arm over their shoulder and lift them, half dragging Hero away from the cell.
Villain could still feel the bruises on their neck from the collar that had choked them every time they swallowed, but they didn't say anything to Hero. They didn't need Hero to worry. They needed Hero focused on getting out.
"Come on," Villain muttered and Hero tried their best to get their feet under them.
The pair limped out the door and into the weak sunlight, and Villain immediatley turned towards the woods. It wouldn't be long now before Superhero returned.
They had just reached the treeline when the rumble of the car could be heard coming around the corner, and Villain gripped Hero tighter and turned to run.
June of Doom Day 22
"I'm trying!"
| Humiliation | Crutches | Rage |
Cw: Mentions of punishment, tags above.
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Whumper kicked Whumpee's legs out from under them, again.
They fell to the ground with a thud, their crutches rolling away from them.
"Pathetic," Whumper muttered, and Whumpee sobbed.
"I'm trying!"
"No," Whumper grabbed them by their shirt, hoisting them up, "you're not. Again."
Whumpee reached down and picked up the crutches, trying again to cross the room.
Their legs were destroyed, their bones set wrong afte Whumper had punished them. So now they had to learn to walk again.
They managed three steps before Whumper ran out of patience and kicked them down again.
"Is this all you can do?" Whumper kicked them again, knocking the wind from them. "Only a few meager steps after all I've done for you."
Whumpee let out another shuddering sob. "I'm sorry."
"You will be."
June of Doom Day 22
"I'm trying!"
| Humiliation | Crutches | Rage |
Cw: Mentions of punishment, tags above.
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Whumper kicked Whumpee's legs out from under them, again.
They fell to the ground with a thud, their crutches rolling away from them.
"Pathetic," Whumper muttered, and Whumpee sobbed.
"I'm trying!"
"No," Whumper grabbed them by their shirt, hoisting them up, "you're not. Again."
Whumpee reached down and picked up the crutches, trying again to cross the room.
Their legs were destroyed, their bones set wrong afte Whumper had punished them. So now they had to learn to walk again.
They managed three steps before Whumper ran out of patience and kicked them down again.
"Is this all you can do?" Whumper kicked them again, knocking the wind from them. "Only a few meager steps after all I've done for you."
Whumpee let out another shuddering sob. "I'm sorry."
"You will be."
June of Doom Day 23
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
| Poison | Rash | Double Cross |
Cw: The tags above.
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Villain had flown in and scooped Hero up so fast that Sidekick didn't have a chance to stop them.
They'd been perched on a roof nearby as they watched Sidekick stab Hero in the back, literally.
That wasn't on Villain's to do list. They had plans. Big plans. And none of those plans involved Hero getting killed by Sidekick.
So here they were, carrying a half-unconscious Hero through the skies as they flew to their base.
They landed and strode in, not even offering a word of explanation to their henchman as they dumped Hero unceremoniously on the kitchen table and began gathering supplies.
Hero didn't move from where they were put, too injured to even try.
Villain was halfway through stitching up the wound when they noticed the rash.
The skin around the slit was red and swollen, but that was normal for a stab wound, but it was beginning to spread. The slightly patterned rash had spread up to Hero's shoulder, and that definitley wasn't normal.
"Henchman!" Villain called, and their loyal servant came. Villain tossed them the knife. "That poison?"
Henchman inspected the blade, sniffed it, then nodded, and Villain cursed.
"Get me an antidote, now."
Henchman only nodded and scurried off as Hero began to stir.
Villain shook them.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" they asked, waving two fingers in front of Hero.
Hero's brows scrunched together. "F-four?" They managed and Villain cursed again, grabbing the bag of supplies in preparation for a long night.
June of Doom Day 23
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
| Poison | Rash | Double Cross |
Cw: The tags above.
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Villain had flown in and scooped Hero up so fast that Sidekick didn't have a chance to stop them.
They'd been perched on a roof nearby as they watched Sidekick stab Hero in the back, literally.
That wasn't on Villain's to do list. They had plans. Big plans. And none of those plans involved Hero getting killed by Sidekick.
So here they were, carrying a half-unconscious Hero through the skies as they flew to their base.
They landed and strode in, not even offering a word of explanation to their henchman as they dumped Hero unceremoniously on the kitchen table and began gathering supplies.
Hero didn't move from where they were put, too injured to even try.
Villain was halfway through stitching up the wound when they noticed the rash.
The skin around the slit was red and swollen, but that was normal for a stab wound, but it was beginning to spread. The slightly patterned rash had spread up to Hero's shoulder, and that definitley wasn't normal.
"Henchman!" Villain called, and their loyal servant came. Villain tossed them the knife. "That poison?"
Henchman inspected the blade, sniffed it, then nodded, and Villain cursed.
"Get me an antidote, now."
Henchman only nodded and scurried off as Hero began to stir.
Villain shook them.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" they asked, waving two fingers in front of Hero.
Hero's brows scrunched together. "F-four?" They managed and Villain cursed again, grabbing the bag of supplies in preparation for a long night.
June of Doom Day 24
"I think I'm going to be sick"
| Bleeding out | Illness | Cold Sweat |
Cw: The tags above
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Civilian had no idea what they were doing as they packed bandages into Supervillain's wound.
They had stayed home, in bed, all day because of their cold. They were drugged up on cough medicine and enough pain killers to down a horse, which was the only reason Civilian could justify what they were doing, kneeling on their kitchen floor, as Supervillain bled out in front of them.
They had stumbled in at the door, bleeding all over the carpet as Civilian was trying to make themself some soup, and Civilian had, for some reason, decided to help.
So there they were, on the floor, packing the wound with as much finesse as a twelve year old as Supervillain broke out into a cold sweat.
Civilian cursed, shaking Supervillain to try and wake them, but they only succeeded in causing a few bubbles of blood to foam out of the wound.
"I think I'm going to be sick," Civilian muttered, reapplying pressure to the wound.
"You're going to be fine," a voice said from behind them, and Civilian whipped around to be face to face with Villain. "But I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to come with us, Boss with want to talk with you when they wake up."
Civillian panicked, their breathing turning erratic before they promptly fainted, ending up on the floor beside Supervillain, equally unconscious, as Villain and Henchman bent down to retrieve them.
June of Doom Day 24
"I think I'm going to be sick"
| Bleeding out | Illness | Cold Sweat |
Cw: The tags above
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Civilian had no idea what they were doing as they packed bandages into Supervillain's wound.
They had stayed home, in bed, all day because of their cold. They were drugged up on cough medicine and enough pain killers to down a horse, which was the only reason Civilian could justify what they were doing, kneeling on their kitchen floor, as Supervillain bled out in front of them.
They had stumbled in at the door, bleeding all over the carpet as Civilian was trying to make themself some soup, and Civilian had, for some reason, decided to help.
So there they were, on the floor, packing the wound with as much finesse as a twelve year old as Supervillain broke out into a cold sweat.
Civilian cursed, shaking Supervillain to try and wake them, but they only succeeded in causing a few bubbles of blood to foam out of the wound.
"I think I'm going to be sick," Civilian muttered, reapplying pressure to the wound.
"You're going to be fine," a voice said from behind them, and Civilian whipped around to be face to face with Villain. "But I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to come with us, Boss with want to talk with you when they wake up."
Civillian panicked, their breathing turning erratic before they promptly fainted, ending up on the floor beside Supervillain, equally unconscious, as Villain and Henchman bent down to retrieve them.
June of Doom Day 25
"Don't move"
| Natural Disaster | Drowning | Stranded |
Cw: The tags above.
I went for more lighthearted today cause sometimes we need a lil sarcasm in life
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Sidekick knelt, gripping the chains that shackled their hands to the floor as the water rose beneath them. They were desperatley pulling on them, trying to get higher.
"Don't move!" Villain called to them, standing on the edge of the precipice, a good ten meters from where Sidekick was chained, and slowly sinking.
"Oh really?" Sidekick said sarcastically. "I was planning on going and getting some tacos while I wait for you to unchain me."
"Don't be sarcastic, I'm panicking."
"You're panicking? You're not the one about to die!"
"I'm trying to help you, now shut up and let me think."
The water was rising quicker now. The earthquake had burst the water mains and left a furrow in the ground, leaving Sidekick the perfect captive the drown. Hero had run as soon as the tremors had started. "The civilians needed them" apparently.
Villain had arrived not long after, not about to let their captive die.
They'd brought them here to lure Hero, they weren't going to let the poor kid die.
They eventually gave up on trying to figure something out and just began backing up, trying to guage how far back they needed to be to get the running jump.
The water was reaching Sidekick's neck now, they were pulling the chains and holding themselves up. When they ran out of strength they'd be submerged.
Villain cursed and began to run, sprinting before leaping, only just landing on the platform as the water rose above Sidekick's chin.
They quickly dove beneath the water, key in hand, and began working to undo the shackles.
The first came undone quickly, but the second go stuck. With the little extra leeway, Sidekick was a little further away from drowning than they had been, but not much, and Villain didn't have the strength to keep ducking under.
But just as the water covered Sidekick's nose, the key turned and the shackle released, and the two enemies kicked off the ground the the surface.
Gasping for air, Villain let Sidkick grab their shirt and begin swimming towards the doorway.
They only just made it, diving through the door as the last of the floor dropped away and joined the rushing water below.
Villain lay on the ground panting for a moment before getting to their knees just in time to see Sidekick land a punch across Hero's jaw.
June of Doom Day 25
"Don't move"
| Natural Disaster | Drowning | Stranded |
Cw: The tags above.
I went for more lighthearted today cause sometimes we need a lil sarcasm in life
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Sidekick knelt, gripping the chains that shackled their hands to the floor as the water rose beneath them. They were desperatley pulling on them, trying to get higher.
"Don't move!" Villain called to them, standing on the edge of the precipice, a good ten meters from where Sidekick was chained, and slowly sinking.
"Oh really?" Sidekick said sarcastically. "I was planning on going and getting some tacos while I wait for you to unchain me."
"Don't be sarcastic, I'm panicking."
"You're panicking? You're not the one about to die!"
"I'm trying to help you, now shut up and let me think."
The water was rising quicker now. The earthquake had burst the water mains and left a furrow in the ground, leaving Sidekick the perfect captive the drown. Hero had run as soon as the tremors had started. "The civilians needed them" apparently.
Villain had arrived not long after, not about to let their captive die.
They'd brought them here to lure Hero, they weren't going to let the poor kid die.
They eventually gave up on trying to figure something out and just began backing up, trying to guage how far back they needed to be to get the running jump.
The water was reaching Sidekick's neck now, they were pulling the chains and holding themselves up. When they ran out of strength they'd be submerged.
Villain cursed and began to run, sprinting before leaping, only just landing on the platform as the water rose above Sidekick's chin.
They quickly dove beneath the water, key in hand, and began working to undo the shackles.
The first came undone quickly, but the second go stuck. With the little extra leeway, Sidekick was a little further away from drowning than they had been, but not much, and Villain didn't have the strength to keep ducking under.
But just as the water covered Sidekick's nose, the key turned and the shackle released, and the two enemies kicked off the ground the the surface.
Gasping for air, Villain let Sidkick grab their shirt and begin swimming towards the doorway.
They only just made it, diving through the door as the last of the floor dropped away and joined the rushing water below.
Villain lay on the ground panting for a moment before getting to their knees just in time to see Sidekick land a punch across Hero's jaw.
June of Doom Day 26
"I made a mistake."
| Ambulance | Hopelessness | Numb |
Cw: The tags above. Implied kidnapping, arguing. Threats
a lil late but exams are officially done now so I might actually get a proper post schedule and set up my blog proper. Have some nice Whumper whump.
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Whumper paced up and down the room, nervously biting their nails.
"I made a mistake."
"It'll be okay-"
"No!" Whumper was almost yelling. "It won't be okay. Whumpee is gone and now I'll never get them back. And now I stuck with this fake."
They gestured at Civilian, tied up on the ground, their arms numb from being pulled so tight behind them, one eye swollen shut and the other pressed into the ground.
Other Whumper placed a hand on Whumper's restless shoulder. "It'll be okay. We'll find Whumpee and bring him back here and everything will be back to normal. My people are already out searching. Right now we have to deal with them." They nodded at the limp form on the ground.
"What do we do?" Whumper asked.
"We can deal with them ourselves, or dump them at a hospital."
Whumper thought for only a moment. "Dump them at a hospital. I don't want anymore hassle. I'm waiting for Whumpee."
Other Whumper gave a brief nod, then grabbed the zip tie holding Civilian's legs together and began to drag them away.
"Oh, and Whumper?"
Whumper looked up at them. "What?"
"Next time you fuck up this bad, it won't be Whumpee that ends up dragged into my cells."
Whumper didn't respond, and Other Whumper didn't so much as acknowledge them again as they dragged the struggling person along the rough concrete towards the door.
June of Doom Day 26
"I made a mistake."
| Ambulance | Hopelessness | Numb |
Cw: The tags above. Implied kidnapping, arguing. Threats
a lil late but exams are officially done now so I might actually get a proper post schedule and set up my blog proper. Have some nice Whumper whump.
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Whumper paced up and down the room, nervously biting their nails.
"I made a mistake."
"It'll be okay-"
"No!" Whumper was almost yelling. "It won't be okay. Whumpee is gone and now I'll never get them back. And now I stuck with this fake."
They gestured at Civilian, tied up on the ground, their arms numb from being pulled so tight behind them, one eye swollen shut and the other pressed into the ground.
Other Whumper placed a hand on Whumper's restless shoulder. "It'll be okay. We'll find Whumpee and bring him back here and everything will be back to normal. My people are already out searching. Right now we have to deal with them." They nodded at the limp form on the ground.
"What do we do?" Whumper asked.
"We can deal with them ourselves, or dump them at a hospital."
Whumper thought for only a moment. "Dump them at a hospital. I don't want anymore hassle. I'm waiting for Whumpee."
Other Whumper gave a brief nod, then grabbed the zip tie holding Civilian's legs together and began to drag them away.
"Oh, and Whumper?"
Whumper looked up at them. "What?"
"Next time you fuck up this bad, it won't be Whumpee that ends up dragged into my cells."
Whumper didn't respond, and Other Whumper didn't so much as acknowledge them again as they dragged the struggling person along the rough concrete towards the door.
June of Doom Day 28
"You'll get used to it"
| Knife | Hostage | Surrender |
Cw: the tags above, kidnapping, self-sacrifice
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Hero kept Henchman pinned to the ground with a foot on their throat.
"I surrender! Just let them go," Villain cried, their weapons on the ground, their hands raised in surrender.
Hero pressed down harder. "Sidekick, cuff them, I'm not letting Henchman up until I know this isn't a trap."
Villain was thrown against the hood of a car and they didn't struggle as their arms were wrenched back and shackled together.
Only when they were immobilized, kneeling before Hero, did they release Henchman, who staggered away.
"Boss," they said, reaching forward.
"No," Villain snapped. "Go. Don't come after me."
Henchman looked conflicted but ultimately nodded, limping away holding their brusied throat.
Hero smiled down at their new hostage before swinging their foot down onto Villain's head so hard they blacked out.
When they woke, they were chained to the ceiling, hanging by their wrists, their toes only barely able to touch the ground. There was a collar around their neck, chained to the ground, so they couldn't lift their head.
They didn't move, didn't make a sound, until they saw the knife in Hero's hand.
They rattled their chains. "What are you doing?"
Hero cocked their head. "Interrogating you," they said, as though it were obvious.
The blade slashed across their chest first, and Villain screamed. Their arm next, then their stomach.
Hero chuckled. "Dont worry, you'll get used to it. The pain. You're going to be in a lot of it from now on."
Villain could only sob as the knife came down again, cutting across their skin.
June of Doom Day 28
"You'll get used to it"
| Knife | Hostage | Surrender |
Cw: the tags above, kidnapping, self-sacrifice
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Hero kept Henchman pinned to the ground with a foot on their throat.
"I surrender! Just let them go," Villain cried, their weapons on the ground, their hands raised in surrender.
Hero pressed down harder. "Sidekick, cuff them, I'm not letting Henchman up until I know this isn't a trap."
Villain was thrown against the hood of a car and they didn't struggle as their arms were wrenched back and shackled together.
Only when they were immobilized, kneeling before Hero, did they release Henchman, who staggered away.
"Boss," they said, reaching forward.
"No," Villain snapped. "Go. Don't come after me."
Henchman looked conflicted but ultimately nodded, limping away holding their brusied throat.
Hero smiled down at their new hostage before swinging their foot down onto Villain's head so hard they blacked out.
When they woke, they were chained to the ceiling, hanging by their wrists, their toes only barely able to touch the ground. There was a collar around their neck, chained to the ground, so they couldn't lift their head.
They didn't move, didn't make a sound, until they saw the knife in Hero's hand.
They rattled their chains. "What are you doing?"
Hero cocked their head. "Interrogating you," they said, as though it were obvious.
The blade slashed across their chest first, and Villain screamed. Their arm next, then their stomach.
Hero chuckled. "Dont worry, you'll get used to it. The pain. You're going to be in a lot of it from now on."
Villain could only sob as the knife came down again, cutting across their skin.
June of Doom Day 29
"It's not really that big of a deal"
| Bruises | Secret | Acceptance |
Cw: Abuse, abusive partner, the tags above.
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Sidekick fingered the bruise on their jaw. It was coming up ugly and purple, right across the left side of their face. It was obvious they'd been punched. They huffed a sigh and let their fingers drop, grabbing the makeup bag sitting beside the sink and rooting through it for the concealer.
Their partner usually wasn't that obvious. Usually they could cover them up with a long sleeve shirt. But they'd made them angry last night, and that had been their mistake.
They were half-way through covering it up when they heard the door open. They had forgotten to lock it.
They cursed, dropping their brush, and they leant down to get it, rising and quickly covering their face with their hand.
"Sidekick?" Hero asked, standing in the open doorway. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"What are you doing here? And why are you covering your face?"
"It's nothing, I'll be out in a minute."
"Is that a bruise?" Hero rushed forward, pulling Sidekicks hand away to reveal the ugly purple, half covered along their jawline. "Who did this?"
"No-one, it's not a big deal. I just fell."
"Not a big deal? Sidekick you look like you just went one on one with Villain!" Hero prodded the bruise gently, and Sidekick hissed. "You need to get some ice on this. Then we need to talk."
"About what?"
"About Partner."
"No-"
"Sidekick, they hurt you. They shouldn't hurt you. You need to get help."
Sidekick was silent for a moment as tears sprang to their eyes, before nodding slowly. "Okay."
June of Doom Day 29
"It's not really that big of a deal"
| Bruises | Secret | Acceptance |
Cw: Abuse, abusive partner, the tags above.
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Sidekick fingered the bruise on their jaw. It was coming up ugly and purple, right across the left side of their face. It was obvious they'd been punched. They huffed a sigh and let their fingers drop, grabbing the makeup bag sitting beside the sink and rooting through it for the concealer.
Their partner usually wasn't that obvious. Usually they could cover them up with a long sleeve shirt. But they'd made them angry last night, and that had been their mistake.
They were half-way through covering it up when they heard the door open. They had forgotten to lock it.
They cursed, dropping their brush, and they leant down to get it, rising and quickly covering their face with their hand.
"Sidekick?" Hero asked, standing in the open doorway. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"What are you doing here? And why are you covering your face?"
"It's nothing, I'll be out in a minute."
"Is that a bruise?" Hero rushed forward, pulling Sidekicks hand away to reveal the ugly purple, half covered along their jawline. "Who did this?"
"No-one, it's not a big deal. I just fell."
"Not a big deal? Sidekick you look like you just went one on one with Villain!" Hero prodded the bruise gently, and Sidekick hissed. "You need to get some ice on this. Then we need to talk."
"About what?"
"About Partner."
"No-"
"Sidekick, they hurt you. They shouldn't hurt you. You need to get help."
Sidekick was silent for a moment as tears sprang to their eyes, before nodding slowly. "Okay."
June of Doom Day 30
"Are you scared yet?"
| Buried Alive | Failed Escape | Denial |
Cw: the tags above
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Hero banged on the wood above them, but it didn't budge. This wasn't happening. Hero was hyperventilating already. This was not happening.
They heard a chuckle from above as Villain dumped another shovelful of dirt onto Hero.
"Are you scared yet?"
When they recieved no response, another wad of dirt fell onto the coffin Hero was trapped in.
"You shouldn't have tried to run away Hero. You know I can't let this go unpunished. I'm going to bury you here until I think you've learned you lesson. And who knows? Maybe it will be too late when I finally dig you up."
Another shovelful. Some dirt cane through the gaos in the wood and fell into Hero's mouth. They spat it out, shutting their eyes tight.
"It's not real, it's not real, it's not real," they muttered to themself, but to no avail, they didn't magically wake up and find it was all a dream, they just began to hyperventilate even worse as another shovelful of dirt landed above them.
June of Doom Day 30
"Are you scared yet?"
| Buried Alive | Failed Escape | Denial |
Cw: the tags above
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Hero banged on the wood above them, but it didn't budge. This wasn't happening. Hero was hyperventilating already. This was not happening.
They heard a chuckle from above as Villain dumped another shovelful of dirt onto Hero.
"Are you scared yet?"
When they recieved no response, another wad of dirt fell onto the coffin Hero was trapped in.
"You shouldn't have tried to run away Hero. You know I can't let this go unpunished. I'm going to bury you here until I think you've learned you lesson. And who knows? Maybe it will be too late when I finally dig you up."
Another shovelful. Some dirt cane through the gaos in the wood and fell into Hero's mouth. They spat it out, shutting their eyes tight.
"It's not real, it's not real, it's not real," they muttered to themself, but to no avail, they didn't magically wake up and find it was all a dream, they just began to hyperventilate even worse as another shovelful of dirt landed above them.
What I like seeing is like... pet mages. Pet spell casters. Were they won in a war? Were they someone born with magic that didn't hide themselves from the town guard well enough? Either way, they get brought to whatever nobles or royals to serve all their magic needs, no matter how cruel or annoyingly frivolous.
Being tantalizingly powerful enough to kill their new master- they have magic and the noble presumably DOESNT- but certainly not being strong enough to get away from the guards or out of the grounds without being caught and punished.
Or worse, some kind of magical restraints that prevent them from casting spells whenever they want, only permitting magic to be used when the noble commands it. The magic itching under their skin, clawing to be free and making them sick as it festers in them.
And a step further on that, being forced all day to charge something maybe, a big battery that fuels the power in the castle, or a secret weapon that they've been working on. Getting exhausted day to day.
Perhaps they're used as a training dummy in the army or guard, learning to fight and catch more mages.
Just gosh, being having the power to partially escape, being subjected to that humiliation, or being used and used until the magic is all gone then being disposed of. Very fun.
#3 - Withdrawal
[Hero] felt horrible. They could not think straight since they were “rescued” by [Villain]. They should not be here. They should go back to [Supervillain] and apologise for their disappearance. They should go back soon enough so their supplier would give them what they needed.
But [Villain] was eager to keep them until [Hero] “came back to their senses again”. Whatever the hell that meant.
It was five days since [Villain] got them out of [Supervillains] grip and things had turned more shitty every day. Not that it would have been a surprise. [Hero] did not have a single shot since Monday morning.
Even though they knew that [Villain] was just trying to help, [Hero] could not prevent feeling irritated. They did not ask for help, neither did they want it.
“Hey, are you alright?” [Villains] voice echoed through the hallways of their home. They were always keeping an eye on [Hero], not letting them alone for more than a minute. [Hero] couldn’t stand it.
“What the hell else.”, they just mumbled back, not sure if [Villain] had heard them.
If they weren’t so fucking weak. They would just get up and leave this whole circus! Maybe drop over at one of [Supervillains] handymen, supplying themself already with some syringes and then go back to were they got what they wanted.
[Supervillain] always welcomed them, always rewarded them if they did as they liked. And if coming back to them was not the most loyal thing they could do, [Hero] had no idea what else to go in for.
As long as they got what they needed, they would do anything. Even to for a prat like [Supervillain].
Of course, their team was missing them. They were searching frantically for [Hero], but they could not bring themself up to come back at the moment. They were tired. Of course, they missed their people too, wanted nothing more than to be with them, but right now, their team could never provide them the way [Supervillain] did.
They needed their injections.
And if the person who gave them to [Hero] was [Supervillain], well, so be it. Even if they were corrupt to the core, manipulative and simply dangerous, they were still a better option than any symptoms of withdrawal.
All the symptoms [Hero] experienced now.
They clamped their sweaty hands together. Why could they not just be left alone? The world would be just as shitty without their heroic deeds as it was before.
“Hey…”, [Villains] soft voice interrupted their thoughts, “I know, you don’t really want to be here…”
What an observation.
“…But I thought of something to help you to get better very soon.”
[Hero] could not supress a cynical snort. “And what would that be? A perfumed candle? Meditation? The power of love? Sorry, [Villain]. You can’t do anything for me. Only one person can.”
They did not see how [Villains] face deformed with wrath. [Hero] gave a languished sigh, “You are useless for me.”
[Villain] did not believe what they just heard. Who did [Hero] think they were?! Their hands formed to firm fists.
[Hero] made a pejorative gesture. “Now hush… I don’t want to hear your slipslop.”
[Villain] could not withold it any longer. “You… You ungrateful piece of shit!! Don’t you fucking see what [Supervillain] did to you?! What you had become because of all the bullshit they pumped into your system?!”
[Hero] had never imagined to see [Villain] get loud. It was intimidating. They were so composed and polite all the time, never screeching, never cursing. Even when they were fighting.
“You are nothing but a pet to them!”, [Villain] spat the words like they were something poisonous. “They did not keep you to make your shitty life great, they kept you so you won’t be able to cross their sick plans! They kept you so they could disable everyone else who might be a threat to them! And you…” [Villain] gritted their teeth, “You just stood and delivered!”
[Villains] angry facade started to dissolve. What [Hero] saw underneath was something else. A strange sadness that gave [Hero] goosebumps. Why would they look at them like that?
“I did not intend to tell you so soon… But we need you on the battlefield and not in some drinking hole, giving yourself shot after shot!”
“Tell me what so soon?”, [Hero] asked, feeling somehow queasy. They weren’t used to always cold and calculating [Villain] being so angry. Being so emotional.
[Villain] sighed. “[Supervillain]… They achieved many of their goals while you were gone, you know?” They made a pause.
“When I said that they took the time to eliminate other threats… It also included the murder of many people. The murder of many of your people… The murder of your team.”
[Hero] froze. “What?”