‘Tip…tap…tip…tap…tip’

The rain outside of the cramped white room Eros was in could be heard hitting all around it’s surfaces...

The sound of freedom just layers away from what he was now confined in…

Hunched over — Eros’s eyes were shut as he planned out meticulous ways to escape in his mind…how he could rip out of this straitjacket, or how he could bash and break this stupid muzzle off of him.

What was he, a damn dog?

What did these people honestly expect, killing innocents and taking away the last things he had found comfort in? What right gave these delusional pricks to commit such blatant atrocities towards those who were undeserving?

He couldn’t wrap his mind around it, in no way shape or form could he ever understand it. Let alone the people who would blindly follow this shallow corporation without an ounce of suspicion. He’d think people would have common sense and not let themselves get brainwashed so easily.

Eros gritted his teeth behind his muzzle — his brows furrowed and hands clenching inside his straitjacket. He wanted to scream and yell. Break somebodies fucking head in. Anything. It had been days that he spent in this dark dim room with white cushions all around.

What did they want from him? Why didn’t they just kill him after he massacred a good portion of Ground X’s soldiers….? Was it control?

‘Hah. If that’s what they want, they’re beating a damn corpse for it.’

Suddenly — a noise towards the entryway snapped him out of his thoughts. His eyes flickered irritably towards the now opening door. A man in all white attire appeared, immediately turning on the light-switch with no warning in what once was shrouded in darkness.

Eros eyes squinted at the sudden light attacking his eyes and immediately glared and growled at the man, murderous intent was obvious before the man immediately snapped his fingers in reprimand.

“..Listen here, since you’ve already violently bit off the finger of the last doctor…we’re gonna give you a new one. Mr Kiffensi seems to have taken a liking to you..but if you keep acting like this, I don’t believe he’ll be as gracious the next time.” The man coldly said as he glared back at Eros.

“Now, if you’ll be so kind this time. Your new doctor will be arriving shortly. If you act out again, we will use force and put you on an electric collar. So behave.” The man finalized with a stern tone before he turned on his heel and shut the door behind him.

Eros growled in contempt and irritation with a violent shake of his head. Lowering his head slightly, he closed his eyes again — reentering back into his mind, the only solace he could find in this situation.

‘Lovely. Another so called ‘doctor’ that’s gonna attempt to brainwash me..’ he thought to himself as he took a deep breath in..

Eros shot the woman a venomous glare, his eyes narrowing to dangerous slits as he glared directly at her feminine figure. The anger in them could be seen like it was a living breathing thing. He could feel himself tensing up inside his straitjacket and shaking violently from the need to lunge forward and attack her immediately. An image of Liyah flashed through his mind; Her beautiful face distorted in fear as the soldier chased her down, promising an unimaginable fate if he caught her. The pain and torment that ensued after she was captured... It all rose up inside him, burning like acid within his veins, refusing to be silenced or ignored. He knew it would only make things worse for himself in the long run, but dammit all...

He swallowed thickly, forcing back the growl that threatened to break free from his throat as

As Fane spoke, Eros tried to calm himself, his muscles relaxing slightly against the straitjacket. He didn't trust her; she could be trying to trick him into lowering his guard. His expression remained neutral, but there was an icy edge to his voice when he finally responded. "If you touch me again, I will break your fingers off one by one." There would be no warning; he would attack without hesitation. He knew he needed to play along for now, but he wouldn't tolerate any further threats against him.

"I understand your need for self-preservation," Fane said, her tone still calm and reassuring despite his warning. "Let me help you undress." She took a step forward, revealing a small tray with supplies on it. "Remember, I am here to help."

Eros narrowed his eyes even further, suspicion growing. He

"I said if you touch me..." Eros grumbled through the muzzle on his face, not taking his eyes off of her movements, ready to attack at the first sign of aggression. "But undressing? Fine. I won't object." With visible reluctance and tension still evident in his posture, he nodded slightly towards the small door hidden behind Fane. "Tell them to unlock it before you come near me. Or I swear... things will get ugly."

"Of course, Eros," Fane said soothingly as she went to open the door. "They're on their way." Once the door was open, she motioned for him to go through and leave her space. "Just give me a moment, then you can come back in." She waited until he was outside before moving forward, unlocking his restraints one by one and stepping back as soon as they were

aside. The moment his arms were free, he shot them back up in a defensive posture and stepped back away from her, his muscles tense once more. Eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, suspicion heavy in the air between them. "What do you want?" He demanded hoarsely through the muzzle. "Why are you unlocking me?" The memories of all those who had tried to trick him or use him flashed like a strobe light behind his eyes, and he struggled not to react violently to her actions.

Fane took another step back, hands held up in a placating gesture. "Eros, I am just trying to help you," she said, her voice soft and reassuring despite his clear mistrust. "I'm here to examine your injuries and make sure you are comfortable. You don't have to be afraid of me."

Eros sc

The words didn't reach him; not in the way she probably intended them to. All he heard was more lies, more half-truths and empty promises. How could she expect him to trust her after everything that had happened? He stayed where he was, eyes locked on hers unblinkingly, muscles tense as bowstrings ready to snap. "I'm not afraid of you," he growled through the muzzle. "But I'm smart enough to know better."

Fane raised her eyebrows, looking slightly surprised by his response but also impressed that he didn't seem completely gullible. "All right then," she said, taking another step back. "If you truly don't wish for my help, I can leave and come back later when you feel more inclined to accept it." Her tone was unreadable as she turned away and moved towards the door once more.

The

The silence that had once engulfed him returned as the sounds of snoring and other noises filled his ears; annoying background music to a nightmare he could not wake up from. His muscles ached from being tense for so long, but he refused to give into fatigue, knowing that sleep would only leave him more vulnerable than ever. Instead, he used the time to plot and scheme; devising a plan to escape this prison and finally gain some semblance of freedom once again.

As the hours ticked by, his gaze drifted towards the door leading out into the hallway, its presence taunting him like an unobtainable mirage in the desert. But he knew that breaking out wouldn't be easy; there were guards patrolling the halls and motion sensors wired throughout the entire facility. He would have to move carefully, strike when they least expected it...and pray

"Shh..." Eros hissed out through gritted teeth as he held her captive with one hand on her mouth and the other pinning her arms roughly to her sides. "Don't say a word." He growled, narrowing his eyes dangerously at the sleepy nurse struggling futilely against his iron grip.

He glanced around furtively before dragging her into an empty supply closet nearby, pushing her against the wall and shoving one of the metal shelves in front of them to block anyone from opening it. Once he was satisfied that they were hidden well enough, he released her from his vice-like grasp. "Don't make a sound or I swear I'll kill you." He growled again, taking a few steps back as he held one of the shelves up and readied to use it as a weapon if necessary.

Fane looked at him in shock for a

Eros's expression remained unyielding and merciless as he glared down at the frightened nurse. "Do I need to repeat myself?" His voice was a cold, dangerous rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "You understand what will happen if you don't keep quiet? So unless you want me to take my time breaking every bone in your body, one by one... shut the fuck up and stay where you are." He warned, not budging an inch from his defensive position as he kept the shelf raised menacingly over them.

Fane swallowed thickly, her heart racing in her chest. She nodded quickly, tears welling in her eyes as she struggled to breathe quietly through her muzzle. "I understand," she whispered hoarsely. "I'll be quiet."

Eros took a small step forward and lowered the shelf slightly, though he kept it raised enough to still be a threat if she tried anything stupid. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he studied her face, waiting for any sign of deceit or rebellion before finally speaking in a low growl; "Good girl."

After what seemed like an eternity of tense silence, the sound of footsteps coming closer outside the closet made them both flinch. Eros held his breath and waited, tension coiling tightly within him as he prepared to act if need be. The momentary relief when it became clear that it was just someone else passing by in the corridor sent a shiver down his spine; He knew their luck wouldn't hold out forever. He glanced back at Fane, her wide eyes staring up at him pleadingly. "Hey, nurse, you know the building like the back of your hand? If you help me get out, I swear I'll let you live."

He took your hand and you quickly ran out of the closet, you quickly pointed out how and where to go and eventually you got out

Eros looked at you with narrowed eyes. "If they catch us now..." he growled warningly, "then we're both as good as dead." He thought for a moment, then added grudgingly, "Fine. We'll take it slow. But hurry up."

With that, the two of you snuck out into the night, heading towards the perimeter fence with Eros in the lead and Fane following silently behind. As they neared their destination, Eros glanced back at her, his expression unreadable in the darkness. "Almost there," he muttered through gritted teeth.

Fane nodded nervously but remained silent, her heart racing in her chest as they approached the fence line and slipped under the barbed wire. The sensation of freedom was overwhelming as they found themselves outside the walls of Ground X, but the danger they faced still

Eros glanced around furtively before motioning for her to hurry up. "Come on, we need to keep moving." He spoke through clenched teeth as he pulled at her arm, leading the way deeper into the woods beyond the fence. The shadows danced around them like a living, breathing thing; Eros feeling every one of their hungry touches as they pressed in from all sides. "Just keep your eyes open and follow my lead." His voice was tense with fear and adrenaline as he scanned the darkness for any sign of pursuit.

The sounds of rustling leaves and distant animal noises filled the air, eerie accompaniments to their desperate flight through the night. As they moved deeper into the woods, Eros could feel his grip on reality slipping; the claustrophobic feeling of being hunted by unseen enemies taking its toll on his already frayed nerves

Eros stopped and turned back to her, his eyes blazing with anger and determination. "Do you really think I'd leave a witness behind?" he snarled through gritted teeth. "I'm not going back, and neither are you." He shoved her roughly against a nearby tree, holding the muzzle-maker in one hand like a weapon. His expression softened slightly as he realized she was probably more frightened than angry at this point. "Look," he said more calmly, though his voice still shook with tension, "I'm sorry for kidnapping you and all, but I just need to get away from there. You can either come with me or try your luck on your own. But if I see anyone following us..." He trailed off darkly, staring at her intently.

Fane took a deep breath, trying to control the fear racing through her veins. She knew that arg

He waited patiently for her to reply, his grip on the muzzle-maker not wavering as he kept it pointed threateningly at her midsection. She could see the tension in his shoulders and neck, the way he held himself ready to spring into action at any moment. It was a dangerous game they were playing, but she knew that if she didn't agree to go with him, there was a good chance neither of them would make it out alive.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of silent glaring and thoughtful consideration, Fane spoke up softly: "I'll come with you." Her voice trembled slightly as she said the words, but there was also a strange determination in her tone that Eros couldn't quite place. Maybe it was fear or perhaps even acceptance of her fate; whatever the reason, he found himself oddly relieved by her choice.

Without another

Eros looked at her with narrowed eyes for a moment before nodding curtly. "Yeah, we'll find somewhere safe." He didn't bother explaining further; there wasn't much point in telling her the truth about their chances of survival or finding sanctuary anywhere. It was better to keep up the pretense that they could make it through this together. Besides, he thought darkly, it wouldn't matter much if she ended up betraying him anyway...

With a final glance around, Eros took the lead once more, guiding them deeper into the woods. As they walked, his thoughts drifted to the facility and the people left behind; Liyah most of all. The image of her tear-streaked face filled his mind, making it difficult to concentrate on their escape. He forced the memories aside, focusing instead on keeping them both alive... for now.