"Witchy! Slave's been stolen." Rocky said and poked his head through the doorway. "He's gone. Kidnapped by this weird creature human thing." He said. He wondered what Witchy was thinking...

Violet smiled and pointed to a doorway. To the basement. She walked to it. She opened it. Giving him another smile, she clicked on a switch and a light came on in the staircase.

Witchy eyed the guy. " Human like thing? " she sighed. " That damn perverted shapeshifter... " she said, rubbing her eyes. " I don't care what he does to Slave, as long as he stays alive... " she said, yawning.

Thunder looked curiously down the stairs and followed Violet.

"I doubt it, Witchy." He said. "Who was he?" He asked. He looked at the potions Witchy made. Hers always worked. Unlike his, which exploded in his face. "Hey, uh, you have a spell book I could borrow?" He asked smugly.



Walking down, there was a sharp turn. She entered a room. The walls were painted with weather things. Rain clouds and lightning. Snow and hail. And then there was a weather chart...

"You should sleep, you're going to need a lot of rest," Dante sighed, while he went a head and made a fire, maybe she would like some tea or a bit of the potato vegetable soup he was cooking. It was decent soup, pretty spicy, but he liked it that way.



Darius laughed. The thing was still alive after all that, screaming with his pulled out finger and toenails, his most sensitive spots burned, cut and rubbed with chili even after their activities were done, sitting in a pool of yet more chili and his own blood, trying to crawl away, he would have broken his limbs and destroyed his eyes too, but it was more fun that way, bloodied battered and bruised, maybe he would even allow this one to get away.
He laughed again, kicking him with shiny black boots, stabbing him with his long rapier, the open back door only meters away, taunting him. His skin was in shades of black and blue, blood and charcoal, he had been stripped naked, letters and crude words branded onto his skin and he was bleeding from every orifice, his teeth distributed over the floor.

Witchy sighed. " A shapeshifter called Darius who I met only a few hours ago...he tried perving on me...and no you can't borrow a spell book because I have none...I have to remember all my spells... " she said dryly.
Witchy got up. " Don't tell me you plan on doing something to help Slave? He's a worthless mortal... "
She streached and yawned again.

Thunder stopped and stared at the decorations. He ran a hand down one. Nice, he thought.

Slave screamed in agony, his throat was sore but that didn't compare to all the other pains on his body. He head was on the floor and he could almost drown himself in chilli and his blood.
Slave wanted to speak but his lips where so sore...whenever he breathed out blood slattered out of his mouth.
His eyes where sealed shut so he wouldn't witness what he looked like.

All he wanted where stinging nettle leaves...

"Sure. Alicia said, yawning and laid down to sleep on the air mattress. She wondered what King Neptune was doing. Not abandoning his people, hopefully. She hadn't seen him for a looong time. Which was too bad. He was nice.

"No way. Just...need practice with spells." He said. "Can't seem to get any right." He joked. His hair was still sticking straight up from the small exploding potion.

Violet walked to a closet. She opened the door. She swore she had a clean mattress in here somewhere. She threw a dead batteried iPod over her shoulder. Useless, now.

Darius was still laughing. What's wrong little man? can't you see there, you're almost out now, can you do it? I might even leave you alone to spend your final yours if you can just make it through the door... " he kicked him again, a cruel grin on his face, licking the blood off his rapier. The he casually gave him another dusting with ground chili seeds, watching the naked, helpless, feeble, disgusting creature squirm. Its pain was wonderful, so sweet. It energized him, it would power his transformations and feed him all the while his body too had been so very good, weak, delicate, soft... He could do it all again.

((time skip?))

((Sure. Crap. Was about to send Fredrick flying through the back door of Darius's Lair. XD))