Mistress Blackthorn came down and Liv scattered to her room. "I thought you wanted him dead."
She laughed. "Flynn only wants him out of the way. He's out of the way. Feed my boys!"
Ashton sighed. "Yes, ma'am. What's this do?"
"Incapacitates him. It's a sedative I'm told. Modified variation on what the police are using." Mistress Blackthorn said. "Bring him close and I'll administer the first dose."
"That isn't a good idea. You should kill me now." Nox didn't threaten, he leaned his head back against the wall and ate a piece of bread like none of it even mattered to him. Ashton thought he was arrogant, he was not going to like this place. He didn't even seem afraid.
Ashton did as he as bid. "Come to me, my sweet." He sang softly through the bars.
Nox got up slowly. He was fighting the song.
"How is he doing this, boy." Mistress Blackthorn smacked Ashton on the back of his head. "Why aren't you doing this right."
"He's different than the others." Ashton ducked down and away from his Mistress. He crouched near the ground by the bars. "Please, love come to me." Ashon reached out his hand through the bars.
There seemed to be a softening of their prisoners face as he stopped hesitating and drew close. Mistress Blackthorn grabbed his arm and pushed the serum into his veins. His head wobbled and he staggered back. The light in his eyes was gone, there was a darkness now as he stepped back towards the bars and snatched Mistress Blackthorns hand before it left his arm with the syringe. His black painted fingernails dug into her skin leaving red marks as he pulled her inside the bars.
She struggled but the sedative fully worked and he dropped to the ground.
"Don't ever let him do that again." And she stormed out of the room.
Ashton sank to the ground. "This is going to go very badly." A pair of hands in the cell next to Nox's reached out and touched Ashton's shoulder. "It's okay Izzy. We'll figure it out. Mistress won't hurt you as long as you carry the baby."
She laughed. "Flynn only wants him out of the way. He's out of the way. Feed my boys!"
Ashton sighed. "Yes, ma'am. What's this do?"
"Incapacitates him. It's a sedative I'm told. Modified variation on what the police are using." Mistress Blackthorn said. "Bring him close and I'll administer the first dose."
"That isn't a good idea. You should kill me now." Nox didn't threaten, he leaned his head back against the wall and ate a piece of bread like none of it even mattered to him. Ashton thought he was arrogant, he was not going to like this place. He didn't even seem afraid.
Ashton did as he as bid. "Come to me, my sweet." He sang softly through the bars.
Nox got up slowly. He was fighting the song.
"How is he doing this, boy." Mistress Blackthorn smacked Ashton on the back of his head. "Why aren't you doing this right."
"He's different than the others." Ashton ducked down and away from his Mistress. He crouched near the ground by the bars. "Please, love come to me." Ashon reached out his hand through the bars.
There seemed to be a softening of their prisoners face as he stopped hesitating and drew close. Mistress Blackthorn grabbed his arm and pushed the serum into his veins. His head wobbled and he staggered back. The light in his eyes was gone, there was a darkness now as he stepped back towards the bars and snatched Mistress Blackthorns hand before it left his arm with the syringe. His black painted fingernails dug into her skin leaving red marks as he pulled her inside the bars.
She struggled but the sedative fully worked and he dropped to the ground.
"Don't ever let him do that again." And she stormed out of the room.
Ashton sank to the ground. "This is going to go very badly." A pair of hands in the cell next to Nox's reached out and touched Ashton's shoulder. "It's okay Izzy. We'll figure it out. Mistress won't hurt you as long as you carry the baby."