Swap let go of her and rubbed where he got kicked, he quickly used his blue magic on her to hold her down. Uh oh,, he mad MAD now. Swap just laughed and laughed and laughed before turning to her. "YOU THINK YOU'RE REAL SLICK HERE, HUH? THINK YOU'RE THE ONE IN CONTROL?" He put his foot on her head, pushing down a bit just enough to make her wince. "I COULD DUST YOU RIGHT THIS SECOND, OH WHAT A SCENE IT'LL BE! YOUR BLOOD SPILLING EVERYWHERE, YOUR BRAIN SHOWING!" He drooled at the thought. "So, Tavia..tell me." "Do you think you deserve to live?~" F What she said next, she didn’t think about. It just- came out. With full confidence, she snapped “No, but do you really care what i think?” |Well, now at least i know what’s coming next.| She hastily added on, “I mean, I’m here against my will, I don’t get a say in where I go or anything. If you want me to be honest, then no! I don’t want to be he-“ She stopped. That was…too much. She knew he wouldn’t be happy about this. But at least she could yell at him to change. P "Do I care about what you think? Hm.." He 'thought' anout that question. "Well of course! I killed my own brother, the only family member left, for you! I thought about how happy you'd be, since we were such good friends!~" He looked away at the weapons. "But, I guess I was wrong." He groaned. "Not wrong about dusting everyone, hell that was (kinda) fun! But wrong about what you thought." He picked up a weapon. "You know usually I don't like to use weapons. It's hard to clean them off. But, maybe i'll change my mind after I do this." "After all, you said you didn't think you deserve to." ... Swap wiped the blood off his skull, damn..using a chainsaw was pretty fun. He released his blue magic and healed her, only a bit. "I want to let you live. Just for a few more days. You'll REALLY wished I killed you earlier.." He chuckled and smiled, dropping the chainsaw and left the room. She had uh,, Got her arm go bye bye. And a good stabbing in both of her legs F She could barely see. Hell, she could barely breathe. There was too much pain. There was so much fear now. But she held in the screams that had built in her throat. That was hard, being on the edge of a panic attack. It’d been years and years since the last time she lost- lost a- a limb. Just having it happen again brought up scores of horrible memories. But that time? She could heal herself. Now, though… She was completely helpless. She felt a sob escape her. Nothing could be done. Except try to escape, but right now she couldn’t think. The world started to fade to black. “No. Don’t. Not now.” She tried to breathe. |Don’t pass out. Don-| Too late. She’s out. P Dream got thrown into the shed, Swap slammed the door. It had been a few hours since..that happened with Tavia. She was awake now. He had a sharp bone in his hand. "NOW LISTEN HERE YOU MOTHER[no-]!-" He used the sharp end of the bone to make Dream look up at him. "You're going to sit, RIGHT HERE. AND NOT DO SH[oop]. AND ME? I'M GOING TO FIND INK." He glanced at Tavia. "And don't you dare think about touching her." He teleported away. Dream himself had quite the injuries, hell he could barely walk. F She looked at the skeleton who’d been dragged in this he||hole. “…dream, what the he|| happened to you?!” She couldn’t believe it. Swap had hurt his FRIEND. One that he’d had for god know how long. |…look at yourself, Tavia.| Shush. “I-I suppose I could ask the same of you?-“ She avoided eye contact, looking at the floor. “I’m not even sure at this point.” It was true. How’d she get here? Why had Swap- why was this all happening? Why couldn’t he just leave her alone? P "I-..I knew he said not to touch you but- I could..I could try healing you. It may not be the best since..I'm sorta weak right now. As well as due to there being..almost no positivity." He whispered the last part. Tavia blinked. "That-..That would be appreciated but the thing is I can't quite..move. And I'm stuck in the cell, and seems like you can't move either. Also not to mention- What if he finds out? What would he do to you?" Dream sighed. "He's going to kill me anyway. You however, he still..'likes' you. You have a chance- If I could just at least help you a little, knowing you might survive, that's enough for me." |..What?| Well this was new, Dream giving up hope? Being..negative? What the he|| did Swap do to him? ... Could she even call him 'Swap' anymore after what he's done? F She didn’t know what to do. “I… i have as much of a chance as you do. I kinda ticked him way the (bleep) off.” She tried to shrug, then winced and decided against it. “Besides. I’m kinda helpless right now. He, uh, potioned me..? Is that the right term?? I don’t know. But yeah. My only goal at the moment is to tell him that what he’s doing is horrible. Don’t think he’s gonna listen, though.” |Not anymore…| “He said he cared about what I thought. But he doesn’t. He’s keeping me against my will, hurting me…” cont
“I think he’s too far gone, at this point.”
