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Sire and Master prepare for their 3 month trip and to no one's suprise, they decide to not leave behind any food for Tommy. He begged them on his knees for aleast a few morsels for their leftovers and all he got in return was Sire kicking him hard in his stomach. Thrice. "If you wanted us to give you food then you shouldn't have buried those tomatos" Sire hissed, coming down to yank Tommy's hair up so he can face it.
"I- I not know more Foo- hic- od come, me want food st-tay -hic- fresh" Tommy wails as tears start pouring down it's face. "Well too bad" Sire snaps while throwing it's head into the wall. Luckily, Tommy's arm comes up in time to block it's head but it's arm erupts in pain. "Please -hic- sttop, please please -hic- please stop!" Tommy cries while curling in on itself.
"Do you want to see the wolf and her cub one last time before we bury them?" Master asks in a worried tone. "No nonono please hic no please don't make -hic- me don't make me -hic- please!" Tommy answers as it vigorously shakes its head. It doesn't want to see its puppy's broken and the mom's pierced neck again.
"When he tells you to do something, you do it straight away!" Sire declares as he shoves Tommy into the wall again. Tommy isn't fast enough to protect its head this time so the right side of it starts bleeding as it screams in a hoarse voice. "But I was just aski-" "Zip it" Sire cuts Master off before turning towards Tommy. "So you never want see it all again, do you?" Sire asks while stalking towards him. Tommy flinches away.
"Wha- he says breathlessly, his right arm cradling the side of his head as he presses it into the wall to apply more pressure and his left arm cradles the right arm. It takes it a minute longer to process the question. It starts nodding its head up and down as fast as before. Sire smirks and his eyes darken. "I can help with that." Sire tells it and punches Tommy square in the chest, knocking the wind out of it as Tommy crashes onto the floor. Again, it isn't fast enough causing the back of its head to start bleeding too. Tommy yells in suprise and pain, scrambling back towards the mattress. It curls its left arm around the new wound and continues to press its head and right arm into the wall on its right.
Suddenly, Sire pounces on it, causing it to fall onto the mattress. Tommy screams in pure agony as its recently fractured ribs explode in pain. It tries kicking and shaking Sire off it but he is sitting too high up its chest to budge. "Grab it's hands!" Sire orders Master "But I-" he weakly protests. "Do it or I'll break so many bones that it's in too much pain to move them.". Master grabs Tommy's arms in a firm grip and Tommy feels shockwaves go down it's spine.
"I'm sorry, mercy please -hic- mercy have mercy -hic- please!" it desperatly pleads. "We are being merciful." Sire answers and plunges his sharp talons deep into Tommy's eyes. Tommy shrieks like a banshee and tries even harder to shake Sire off.
Thick blood and bits of tissue ooze out of it's eye-sockets around Sire's nails as it tries to pull it's arms out of their hold to push the claws away. "Stop! make it stop! please! i can't! i can't! i can't!" Tommy screams as it's face is set ablaze in seering hot pain. "Last I checked, you aren't incharge around here!". Sire shouts into it's left ear, finally gets up and walks towards the door. Master loosens his grip and Tommy immediately moves it's hands but can't work out how to cover 4 wounds with 2 hands.
"Where are the bandages?" Master inquires. "In a safe in my room, you already know the code." Sire reponds. "Only bandage the head and arm injuries, not the eyes." he adds before leaving the room. "I'll try." Master says before Sire leaves.
He rips a part of Tommy's shirt to wrap around his head, arm and eye injuries before leaving the room as well. 10 minutes later, he returns only to find Tommy hiding under the metal cot. "Come on Th- monster, how many more times til you realise it's pointless." Master sighs, shaking his head. Tommy doesn't respond and shuffles deeper. Master crouches down and sees Tommy huddled like a scared wild animal. "This enough, please go." Tommy begs in a shaky voice. Master doubts it as the makeshift bandages are already soaked with blood. "Proper bandages will make it heal faster." he persuades. Tommy shakes his head no.
"Alright you leave me no choice." Master announces tirelessly. He pushes the cot to the other side of the room, picks Tommy up over his shoulder and carries him to another room. Tommy is in too much pain to fight it or ask where they are going. Master drops Tommy onto a stone cot and ties ropes around his limbs and chest. "Wait, you say bandages only." Tommy notes. "Your putting words in my mouth." Master bites back while reaching for the anesthetic.
"Don't do this, please." Tommy begs in a wobbling voice, shaking like a leaf despite the ropes holding him down. He's been terrified of surgery ever since that time the anesthetic didn't work properly, causing him to feel every incision of the scaple as he laid there paralysed. Master still doesn't know if Sire altered the anesthetic on purpose or not.
Master stabs the injection into Tommy's neck, he yells and is then out like a light. Master closes the head and arm wounds easily enough but isn't sure how to deal with the eye wounds. He dips into his powers to find an optician that's also a surgeon. Dozens of options line up in his mind's eye and he picks the first one he sees, Dr George Goggles. He copies his memories and skills.
First, he disinfects the eyes and adds a special powder that he also added to head and arm wounds which make more blood clots thus reducing the blood loss. He clears the remaining blood and tissue before stitching his eyelids shut. The eyelids are harder to stitch than the head amd arm cause he has to avoid the eyeballs. He lets the scars heal for half an hour and then stabs an injection of shimmer into his neck, jolting him awake.
He yelps and his blue eyes flicker wildly around the room as he shudders in fear. 'The hallucinations must have started now' Master observes and then leaves the room. Another half an hour later he returns as the shimmer's effects should have worn off by now. He finds Tommy fast asleep with his wrists and ankles covered in rope burns as he fought to be freed.
Master releases him and drags him to the other room, pulling him onto the mattress. He wraps bandages around his head, arm and eye injuries. If Sire asks why he didn't wrap it around it's forehead instead, he'll say its more secure this way. He and Sire soon leave on their journey to find End crystals.