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TRIGGER WARNING : over protective angry Remus, blood, swearing, inappropriate stuff, sad snek, suicide, ANGST ANSGT ANSGT ANSGT ANSGT

Remus POV
I was curled up on the floor of Evan's living room, sobbing my eyes out.

I've only been dating Evan for like a week but him being taken by Corruption has absolutely destroyed me. Do I really love him that much?

Yes. Yes I do. I'd do anything to keep him happy and safe. I'd do anything that he wanted me to.

I looked at the plant sitting on the floor across from me.  I'd destroy Gerard if it meant Evan could come home.

I wonder what pretty dress Corruption put him in. Corruption is a kinky bitch and makes his Pets dress up for him.  At least I don't force Evan to do that kind of stuff, even thought I like it.

I can't even begin to explain how hurt I am at what Roman said to me.  It hurt so much for some reason.  I thought Roman would be happy after Virgil was returned home.  But I guess not.

'I don't care that's Evan's gone'

'Fuck off'

Those two sentences kept circling in my head. They were making me angrier and angrier with Roman by the minute.

I really want to slap Roman right now. Or march right up to Corruption and rip him to shreds. I don't even want to think of what he's possibly doing to Evan.

I thought Roman and I really bonded. Guess not. He still hates me. Now that Virgil's back, he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore.

A knock at the front door snapped me out of my thoughts.

I turned over and glared at the door. Whoever it was kept knocking. Fucking god, can't I cry in peace?

"I know you're in there Remus," Said a voice that was slightly familiar but I couldn't place it. "I want to talk to you."

Grumbling in annoyance, I wiped my tears away and slowly got to my feet. Whoever the fuck this is better have a good reason for bothering me.

I unlocked the door and swung it open. Anger filled me when I saw who it was.

Jealousy.

"The fuck are you doing here?" I growled at him. He held his ground and glared back at me.

"I want to talk to you." Jealousy answered.

"Well you are, and now you're time's up," I told him, trying to shut the door.

Jealousy stopped the door with his foot and pushed it back open forcefully.  He glared me.  I returned the glare.

"Get the fuck away from here asshole," J growled. "I don't want you anywhere near here."

"I just wanna talk."

"Don't care. Fuck off."

"It's about Evan,"  He said with a small smirk.  I froze and stopped trying to shut the door and looked at him.

"What about Evan?"

"I know Corruption has him,"  Jealousy started.  "And that you two are dating now."

"Both of those are correct,"  I told him. "What's it to you?"

"I'm willing to help you get Evan back," Jealousy explained. "But you have to give me something in return."

"And what might that be?" I asked, narrowing my eyes in suspicion.

"I'm jealous of you," He started matter-of-factly.

"Hmm...wonder why idiot," I grumbled, rolling my eyes.  He Jealousy, of course he's jealous.

"I'm jealous that you're dating Evan," Jealousy rephrased. "I'd like to date him too."

"Oh. Fucking. Hell. No."

"All I'm asking is that when Evan gets back, you two have an open relationship,"  Jealousy explained. "Than I can fuck him- I MEAN DATE him too, and we're all happy."

I punched him.  Hard.  Jealousy stumbled backwards.  I grabbed his arms and swung him into the house, slamming his head forwards in the kitchen table. 

I twisted one of his arms behind his back into a painful position.  All I'd have to do is apply more pressure and I'd pop him shoulder out of its socket. 

I summoned a knife and slammed it down into the table a millimeter from his face.  Jealousy stared at the knife with wide eyes.  He was breathing heavily from fear. 

"I will gut you and make you eat your own fucking innards before I let you anywhere near Evan,"  I growled in his ear.  I pushed up on his shoulder, making him cry out in pain. 

"I'm in a pissy mood, you chose the wrong fucking time to try and suggest you having sex my boyfriend,"  I growled.  "If I ever see you anywhere near Evan, I will gut you.  DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"

"Yes!  I'm sorry!  Please stop!"  Jealousy screamed, shaking in fear. 

"If I ever see you anywhere close to Evan, I will destroy you,"  I repeated, deciding to go farther with the threat.  "But I won't kill you, oh no.  That'd be too kind."  I started laughing again.

"What...what do you mean?"  Jealousy gasped out.  I grabbed the knife and pulled it out of the table.

"First, I'll cut out your eyes. Maybe scar up the area around them, make you look hideous." I hissed, slowly tracing the blade around his eyes.

Jealousy watched the blade with wide eyes. His breathing hitched anytime the blade dug a little pinprick into his skin.

"Than I'll rip off one arm and one leg, as painfully and slowly as possible," I pushed up more on his arm again, hearing a satisfying pop as it came out of its socket. I laughed and Jealousy screamed in pain.

"I'll carve a Cheshire grin into your mouth, you know what those are right?" I asked, pushing the knife into the corner of his mouth. Jealousy nodded his head 'yes' frantically.

"Then I'll burn you alive,"  I said lowly, summoning a match and lighting it.  I held it to his shaking face.  "But I'll make sure it doesn't kill you.  But it'll be as painful as possible and so that it'll leave scars."

"But I won't cut off your ears,"  I told him.  "Cause if you still have your ears, you'll be able to hear everyone cries of fear and disgust upon seeing you.  You'll get to hear every little rumor and mean thing they will say."

Jealousy was shaking in fear now.  He was practically begging me silently to let him go and to not do anything I just threatened. 

"So I fucking dare you,"  I growled, pressing the knife against his eyelid.  "Say you want to fuck or disrespect Evan again.  I dare you."

"I'm sorry!"  Jealousy cried out.  "I'm sorry!  I won't do anything to him again!  Please, just let me go!"  He was crying out of fear now.

"Good,"  I said, pulling him upwards.  "Now why don't you pass on my message to all your friends?"

Without waiting for a response, I shoved him out of the house.  I made sure he landed on his dislocated shoulder.  He screamed out in pain, making me laugh. 

"Don't come back,"  I growled before slamming the door shut.

No one will ever disrespect Evan.  As long as I'm alive, Evan will never suffer like that.  I swear to Satan I will destroy anyone who thinks they can assault Evan. 

~•~

Deceit POV
I awoke slowly. My head was throbbing in pain. I groaned as I opened my eyes.

I took in my surroundings, trying to remember what happened last. I was tied down to a wooden chair. A single lightbulb illuminated the space around me, but I couldn't see anything in the darkness outside of the light.

The last thing I remember is realizing Patton was being impersonated by Corruption. I remember a fight with Corruption, then pain. Then just brief flashes of...hurting Quinn. And the others.

What the hell happened?!

Panic set in now. I started struggling against the ropes. Where am I?! What the fuck is going on?! What happened?!

"H-Hello De-Deceit," Corruption purred, stepping into the lighted area. He looked different than I remembered. "Gl-Glad to see y-you're awake n-now."

"Where am I?" I mumbled, closing my eyes as the pain in my head got worse.

"Th-The dark mind p-palace."  Answered Corruption.  "You've b-been here f-for a while n-now, b-but I g-gave you back you-your memories."

"What...?"  I mumbled in confusion.

"I t-took your mem-memories and m-made you t-turn on the o-others."  He explained.  Shock and sadness filled me. 

"Th-Then I pre-pretended to de-destroy all y-your memories,"  Corruption continued.  "Th-They were all t-too stupid to be-believe I'd g-get rid of a-all th-that power."

"Why?"  I mumbled, still in shock.  But he ignored me. 

"Quinn h-had a f-funny way of re-reacting to it,"  Corruption said with a small laugh.  "Well, fun-funny to me, pr-probably not t-to you."

"What do to mean?"  I asked, looking at him in suspicion. 

"I'm g-going to m-make you su-suffer now."

"How?"  I asked, defiance filling me. 

"You'll re-regret asking th-that soon."  Corruption said with a laugh. 

"Why do you want me to suffer?"  I asked.

"For th-the lulz!"  Corruption said in a Remus-like voice. 

"Sadistic asshole,"  I growled at him. 

"Th-Thank you!"  Corruption laughed with an insane look in his eyes. 

"Let me go."

"N-Nope!"  Corruption said, popping the 'p'.  "T-Time to s-suffer."

Corruption reached up and pulled down a screen like object. 

"H-Have fun,"  Corruption told me with a smirk.  "Wh-What you're a-about to see m-might just m-make you w-wanna kill yourself."

I wondered what he meant by that.  I looked at the screen as the video on it started playing.  Corruption left, I wasn't sure how, but he's gone now. 

I sat still and watched, telling myself I'll watch it one time and than free myself.  Idiotic Corruption, forgetting I have six arms.  All I have to do is summon them and I'm out of here. 

For now, I watch.  But within seconds, I regretted my decision to watch the video. 

I watched in horrified silence as Quinn stumbled about our room.  Writing a note and then grabbing one of my knives.

I recognized the knife immediately.  It was one designed specifically for a painless death.  I instantly knew the note was a suicide note. 

Tears were falling down my face quickly as I screamed at the screen.  My heart was breaking as I watched Quinn position the knife above his heart. 

"NO!  QUINN STOP!"  I screamed, sobbing heavily, as Quinn stabbed himself.   The video stopped and then started to replay. 

My breathing was ragged as my body was racked with sobs.  I couldn't even focus on trying to escape now.  My mind could only thing one thing; Quinn's gone.

Quinn's dead.  Quinn's dead.  Quinn's dead.  Quinn's dead.  Quinn's dead.