TRIGGER WARNING : talks about suicide, blood, talks about rape, LOTS OF GORE IN THIS CHAPTER LIKE IF YOU THOUGHT QUINN COUGHING UP CHUNKS OF HIS THROAT WAS BAD, THIS IS A LOT WORSE VEIWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED LIKE SERIOUSLY

Also I found this comment funny considering what's about to happen...
*****i fricken love seeing you guys all ganging up in the comments on Corruption and plotting his murder, it's hilarious*****

Corruption POV

I stared down at Virgil's dead body in disappointment.

What a waste. He's so stupid. As if I'd let my Pet do something this stupid. I kneeled downed and picked up Virgil's body.

I mean, he is dead now. I have to give him props for finally finding a way to kill himself.

But I'll just have to revive him, which takes a lot of energy. I laid him down on his bed. I leaned down to see if he was breathing at all. Nope.

I looked at him for a second.  His hoodie was off, revealing all the bruises from the pills and the self harm scars.  Some sort of foamy froth was dripping out of his mouth from the pills.  He seemed paler than usual, if that was even possible.  His skin was an ashen grey and his lips were blue. His skin seemed sunken in, probably due to the pills eating him away.

A part of me wanted to throw him back on the ground and let the others find him.  Considering how angry everyone is with him, they probably won't be stopping by his room anytime soon.  Plenty of time for his body to disintegrate before they found him.

But I need my Pet alive.  Not dead. 

I placed my hands down on his chest. I sent sent hundreds of volts of electricity into him. Virgil jumped awake almost instantly.

He started screaming, his eyes rolling back into his head. I pulled my hands away, letting him fall limply back onto his bed.

His chest was heaving and he looked at me with terror filled eyes. He sat up quickly and grabbed the trash can next to his bed.

He threw up into it, making me cringe slightly. He dropped the trash can and looked at me with pain filled eyes. He started crying again.

"Y-You are v-very stupid for try-trying to do that." I said. "D-Did you re-really think I'd let y-you k-kill yourself?"

"I'm sorry..." He breathed out, his voice scratchy from throwing up so much.

"N-No you're n-not." I growled. "Y-You are going t-to pay f-for d-doing that."

"How?"

"Y-You're going t-to get pun-punished for it."  I hissed.  "It's t-time you w-were under m-my full con-control."

I punched him in the nose, causing him to fall back onto his bed. He cried out, only further proving my point about how loud he is. Blood started flowing from his nose.

I grabbed a book off his desk and slammed it into his forehead, knocking him unconscious.

I sighed, looking at him.  Such a pretty Pet.  But utterly useless if I can't control him. 

I summoned up a spool of glowing purple string and a large needle.  Thread wasn't painful or pretty enough. 

For me to take control over a side, I need to sew their lips shut with a special string I created.  It, obviously, keeps them from talking and it gives us a mental connected.  Allowing Virgil to telepathically communicate with me.  Also it allows me to posses Virgil whenever I want, without loosing any of my powers. 

I sat down on the bed next to Virgil.  I repositioned him so that his head was lying in my lap. 

I thread the needle and positioned it above Virgil's lips. I watched in morbid fascination as I pushed the needle into the skin right above Virgil's lip. I've never gotten to be able to do this before.  I liked it. 

I pulled the needle through his mouth and pushed it through the skin under his bottom lip. Then I pulled it over his lips, pulling the string tightly to keep his lips together.

I kept doing that until he reached the other end of Virgil's lips. I pulled it tightly again before breaking the string. I tied it and than cut off the excess string.

I smiled, looking at Virgil. Much better. Blood was flowing out of the wounds already.  I could already feel my control growing over his body. 

I picked Virgil up and slung him over my shoulder.  If I was going to completely posses Virgil, I can't have him following me around the mindscape. 

I sunk down in the Pit.  I passed Remus and Ignorance on my way to my "house".  They gave me confused looks but both knew better than to question me. 

They weren't too happy to have my back either, I could tell.  Even though they didn't work for me anymore, they knew better than to try and help the light sides. 

I pushed open a large black door and stepped into my house.  It looked similar to the layout of Thomas's house, except there wasn't a second story.  But it looked like his kitchen and living room, just designed to fit my style. 

I opened the door that led to my room.  My room was all set up for moving Virgil here.  I set him down on my large king sized bed.  He whimpered a bit but otherwise didn't wake. 

I removed his T-shirt, leaving him in just his jeans.  I tossed the shirt into an unknown corner of the room.  I reached into my bedside table and pulled out a collar I had made for my Pet. 

It was purple metal, covered in swirling black and silver smaller pieces of metal.  There was a silver tag with 'Prop. Of Corruption' written on it. 

I put it on his neck and than turned it on.  It wouldn't allow him to leave this room now without getting shocked horribly.  It also had a tracking device incase he did escape. 

I smiled down at my Pet.  I had told a day ago that I wasn't interested in sex with him, but he just looked so pretty lying there in my bed.  I might have to go back on that...

Virgil started to stir, snapping me out of my not so innocent thoughts about him.  He was waking up, probably from the pain of being stabbed multiple times with a needle. 

Virgil POV
I opened my eyes.  Everything hurt. 

My stomach and head were killing me from the pills despite throwing them up.  My throat was burning from throwing up so much.  My lips hurt too?

I looked over at Corruption.  He had an evil grin on that made panic course through my veins. 

Than I realized I wasn't in my room.  And why isn't my shirt on?  And what the hell is around my neck?  I looked around at the room I was it. 

I was lying on a large bed.  Black satin sheets were underneath me.  The walls were black and white.  Black, white, and orange furniture filled the room.  This must be Corruptions room or something....

I tired to say something but I winced in pain.  Than I realized I couldn't open my mouth.  I tried to open it, but pain coursed through my face. 

I sat up and put my hand to my mouth.  I felt ridges on my lips.  It felt like string or thread or something like that. 

I started to hyperventilate.  I wanted to say something but I couldn't talk.  Every time I tried to say something, pain shot through my lips. 

"Some-something wrong P-Pet?"  Corruption laughed, walking over to me. 

What...why can't I talk...why do my lips hurt?  I asked, hoping he could hear me.  He could.

"Con-consider this y-your pun-punishment for try-trying to kill you-yourself." Corruption laughed. "Al-Also it g-gives me com-complete control over y-your b-body."  He summoned up and mirror and held it in front of my face.

I tried to scream when I saw what he did to me, but I couldn't open my mouth. My lips were sewn together with thick black string. Blood was dripping down my chin and neck.

WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?! I screamed in my mind as I started to hyperventilate. I grabbed the mirror and gripped it tightly.

I could barely breath. Why'd he do this?! I ran my fingers over the string again. Tears filled my eyes. Corruption started laughing.

"I sewed y-your lips to-together s-so you'd fin-finally shut u-up." Corruption growled. "And n-now I g-get control o-over you." 

I grabbed at the string, trying to pull it out of my lips. But it was stuck. I cried as the pain increased when I did that. They wouldn't come out. More blood flowed out of my mouth when I did that.

Take it out! I'm sorry! I'm sorry Master! I'll be quite! I'll do anything! Please unsew my lips! I begged, my chest heaving as I tried to breath.

"S-Sorry no ca-can do Pet." Corruption purred. He grabbed my arm and shoulder and pulled me out of the bed.

I landed heavily on the floor. I opened my mouth to scream but I only hurt myself even more.

Corruption started kicking me and beating me senseless. I cried heavily and tried to scream out for help but no sound came out. I couldn't even open my mouth.

All I felt was pain as his feet and fist rained down mercilessly on me. But it stopped as suddenly as it had begun.

Corruption rolled me over onto my stomach and pulled my hands behind my back. I felt rope being tied around my wrists. I tried to struggle out of his grip but I was too weak.

Than my vision went black as I was kicked from my body again.

When I opened my eyes, I was looking at "myself". Well, at myself that didn't have sewn together lips, wasn't covered in blood and bruises, and with blood shot eyes. Corruption.

However, "I" looked different this time.  I looked...dead almost.  My skin was more grey than just pale and my lips had a twinge of blue to them. 

I let out a whimper as I looked at him. I couldn't move my arms or hands, they were tied behind my back. I could barely move any part of my face without pulling on string and causing myself more pain. I still couldn't talk.

I was standing up now, than I realized I could feel the floor beneath me.  And the rope was touching me...  How?

"I should probably mention, since you seem so confused, you can interact with other things in the shadow realm."  Corruption told me.  "My entire house is in the shadow realm." 

I nodded slightly.  This was better than being trapped within that shadows at the sides house.  Not being able to interact with anything. 

"Now Pet, you'll be staying here." Corruption told me. "I have some business to attend to, and by that I mean making the others hate you even more."

Why can't I come?! I yelled, anger filling me as I could only imagine what he might do to them.

"As much as I like having you watch them suffer, Deceits catching onto me and you can't be around if he does." Corruption explained.

I sunk down to the ground and curled up in defeat.  I don't know how long Corruption will keep me trapped down here.  I don't know what to do.