Axel stared at the teen in front of him, he had no idea who he was. “Sorry I dont…….Am I supposed to know you?” He asked him as he continued to look around the room to find something that could trigger his memory of him. He did even know his own name let alone where he was or how he got to where he was.
Terran watched Axel flee the room with some tiny measure of satisfaction before turning to survey the work ahead of him. While he would be more than happy to see these things gone, he trembled at the thought of Axel regaining his memories – of becoming his old self. He’d likely be furious, though it wasn’t as if he didn’t have the money to go out and buy more.
Just in case, he set a few of the more expensive and important-looking implements and restraints aside in a trunk before putting it in a spare closet. He would find someone to call and take the rest of it.
He quietly approached Axel, still wary of the vampire. “Are you alright?” he asked softly.
Axel was a shaky mess as he stood in the kitchen and was drinking from a glass of water, was that really him? A monster who used the teenager like he was a toy or some kind of plaything. He ran the tap and splashed water over his face as he tried to come to grip with all of this.
“No….not really….Am I a monster to you?” He asked as he looked over at the teen not sure why he seemed to stay if had done things to him in that room. “Were you a plaything to me?”
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