Mark of Darkness [private for me and RedRose4]

[zajawa]

"Yes, Master", he said only as his sat down and curled up in the ball.
It was so cold. Ashley would cry but he was just too tired. Energy he had normally was drained. Closing his eyes he was fast asleep, luckily this time not dreaming about anything. His body shook a bit while he slept.

[RedRose4]

It took almost an hour before Destro returned. Walking back into his room, he held two bags, his posture way straighter than before, and his mood ‘lifted’ but just barely. Heading over towards Ashley, Destro placed the bags down in front of him, returning to his dresser to going through a few things.
Inside the one bag was a few water bottles, about five that Ashley could drink from, and then re-use later on. The other bag had warm Chinese food. Noodles, fried rice, and honey garlic chicken.
Destro walked back towards the bathroom, deciding to take a shower while Ashley ate, if he woke up and decided to eat.

[zajawa]

Ashley woke up slowly, feeling the great smell. Sitting up he opened the bags and after drinking a bit he then started to eat. He was really, really hungry. The last meal he ate... seemed to be so long ago. Simple eating made his eyes water up a bit but he quickly wiped his eyes. Ashley really didn't want to upset the vampire. Sneezing few times he continued to gobble the food as if it would be taken from him any moment soon.

[RedRose4]

Yet again Destro left the bathroom after only a few minutes, coming out when Ashley was almost done eating. Allowing him to finish, Destro had something else in his hand, walking to his bed and sitting down while speaking. “Let me know when you’re finished so I can give you something…” he muttered, his voice calm and low, almost as though he was speaking with someone he knew for a while. The only problem was, Destro didn’t hold emotion to his voice, as if he was void of it altogether.
There was a reason he had Ashley, it wasn’t just because he wanted something in his room to look nice. Training his ‘pet’ would take a while, and Destro had good plans for the young vampire, plans he'd hopefully use to his advantage.

[zajawa]

Young male flinched when his master opened the doors and walked out of the bathroom, though he still continued to eat. When he finished he drunk some water to give himself a bit more time before he would tell master he finished. But he couldn't do that much longer.
"I.. I finished", he said nervously, observing white haired male.

[RedRose4]

Destro waited, not having anything else to do as he sat on his bed, glancing at Ashley when he finally spoke. Getting up, the vampire headed over to the younger male, throwing beside him shorts similar to yesterdays, and then putting his hand out.
“Here, take this.” Destro’s voice wasn’t showing any sort of care or compassion as he handed Ashley pills, putting them into his hand and going to his closet. “They’ll keep you from throwing up all over my bedroom floor. Plus I can’t have you sick for days with you in my room…”
Looking at the few things he had in his closet, Destro wondered if he’d use it. Unfortunately for Ashley, the vampire had a ‘collection’ of tools meant for punishment, and nothing else. He’d have to use them to make sure his pet was perfect, no flaws whatsoever, so if that meant giving him a few hits with his jagged cane, so be it. To Destro it was right to use something so horrible.
For now, he closed the closet and allowed Ashley a few more days of ‘rest’. Right now he was going through the easy stages of being a vampire’s pet, soon enough it would only get worse.

[zajawa]

The light green eyes blinked few times when in he saw the pills. He got closer and looked at them. Not really understanding he put the pills in his mouth and washed it down with some water.
"Sick?", he asked quietly, hoping it was alright to ask question and that wouldn't trigger anything bad.
Ashley, now that he ate, was feeling really sleepy. Even if he was naked and slept on the floor.. it still was a sleep. Observing older vampire when he stopped before his closet was making him nervous but as soon as it was closed he relaxed.

[RedRose4]

“Yes, sick.” Destro took a few steps towards Ashley, looking at him while speaking. “You have a weakened immune system because of the change in your body. You’ll feel sick for the next few days, so get used to it. Pills are in the bathroom cabinet. And if you try committing suicide with pills, it doesn’t work for vampires, so try not to waste them all because I’m not getting more.”
Destro looked at the shorts next to him and kicked it closer to Ashley. “Put this on, sleep if you want but I’ll be in this room from now until you wake up…”
Destro allowed Ashley to stay without shackles this time, mostly because he was in the room, being able to keep an eye on him. For the time being, Destro sat on his bed, working on something so thankfully his attention wasn’t fixated on Ashley.

[zajawa]

Weakened immune system because of the change? And how could one get used to being sick? Not commenting on that he put on the shorts and went back to his corner. He would love to get on the bed and under covers but he was a bit too scared of other vampire to ask about that. And.. his white haired master seemed like a man that would deny him that only to see him hurt and desperated. That's why Ashley just curled up in a ball, trying to make himself warmer, and closed his eyes. This time he was lucky as well because sleep came almost right away, making him able to escape his harsh reality even if only for a short time.

[RedRose4]

Allowing three more hours to pass, Destro was laying across his bed, placing the final touches on his little ‘project’ before placing it along the edge of his bed and standing up. Looking at Ashley, Destro scowled and thought of just weak he was, at least for now. He’d ensure that his pet would grow into a stronger vampire, although at the same time, Destro would ensure he be submissive, always listening to what he says without showing any signs of aggression.
Heading towards the bathroom, Destro turned on the shower, not checking the temperature whatsoever but instead leaving it while heading back to the room. “Wake up. Take a shower, you’re filthy.” Destro muttered as he grabbed what was on his bed, placing back into his dresser and keeping an eye on Ashley.