Death Game (Charade x Wolf) [+18]

[WolfDog12]

"I fucking hate you… If you only want company you should say so but if not then let me leave and you could probably just find me later when you need to!" He draped backwards over the back of the chair feeling really irritated. Akira felt like a prisoner; trapped here without any freedom and no reason for being there other then to be locked away. The mere thought made the kid's blood boil and he grit his teeth fighting the urge to go over and slap Castiel. So out of the three questions he was allowed to ask he only managed one answer… That's fan-freakingtastic, Akira thought to himself with a low mumble. He grumbled like a little kid.

 

After a while of just sitting around Akira got up and began pacing. He wanted to leave so badly. He was usually so much more patient but this guy just continually pissed Akira off to no end. The teen looked like some kind of big cat pacing to get food at a zoo. He felt so caged in he was ready to just pry open these bars and fly away

[Charade]

Castiel was silent for a moment, continuing to stare at the ceiling, when he finally spoke. "Akira, come here," he commanded, his voice was deep and curt, but the sarcastic edge was almost gone. His neglected conscience felt bad, he couldn't even remember what kind of person he used to be, but it had to have been better than what he was now.

 

A monster, that's what he had become. A killing machine. He almost wondered if that was the point, if he was captured and brought here so he could become this. Survival seemed like the most important thing, but every time he looked into Akira's eyes, he wondered if... maybe it wasn't.

[WolfDog12]

"Ugh what do you want?" Akira didn't bother hiding his detest for listening to others' orders.

 

After a brief moment of not listening, Akira rolled off the chair and walked over towards the bed. This was probably the only time he'd ever have to worry about having to look down at the male rather then up. He did wonder what it was the Castiel wanted. Maybe he was going to punish Akira for talking about leaving. He didn't even care, besides Castiel didn't seem to have any of his weapons on him at the very moment. Despite his voice not being the sarcastic tone Akira was use to, he didn't sound like he was about to jump up and rip Akira's head off.

[Charade]

Castiel grabbed Akira's wrist and pulled him down onto the bed, holding him against his chest. "I need you to just shut the fuck up for 5 minutes, okay? Your voice is annoying the hell out of me." Even though his words were cruel, his tone was somewhat-gentle, and even though he held Akira firmly down, he didn't do it violently.

 

He thought for a moment. What the fuck are you doing?! the sadistic voice in his head, that had once been in charge, demanded. Don't show him any kindness. Don't even touch him -- he is beneath you, and you need to make sure he knows that. He closed his eyes, trying to shut that part of him up. He was sure it didn't always exist, but it had definitely become a big part of him after 9 years in the death game.

[WolfDog12]

Akira could only let out a little "Whoa-" sound before he'd fallen onto Castiel. He squirmed a little trying to get up but that was no use. The strength of this man, who was no stranger in this game, was so much greater than Akira's. He grumbled a bit but there was no where for him to go. The teen simply closed his eyes to let himself think as he lay there. Why did this guy want Akira so much? Was Akira the one triggering this more humane attitude? The thoughts ran around and around in a desperate search for answers that may not have even existed.

 

After nearly five minutes of just laying there quietly, Akira fell asleep laying right on top of Castiel. When asleep Akira actually looked like a cute kitten curled up on his master's lap. Akira was resting peacefully finally. He had gotten about 2 hours worth of sleep the night before and when he was knocked out to be dragged to these games he'd only been knocked out for about an hour. He was now running on about 3 hours of sleep over the past 4 or 5 days. Now able to relax in a vague peace, Akira had just fallen asleep

[Charade]

"...Akira?" Castiel spoke softly, realizing the other was asleep. He sighed, hugging him tighter, and buried his face in the other's hair. It was a strange feeling, but it was nice. The only time he ever had physical contact with another human being, was during a fight. He couldn't help but smile at the fact Akira had fallen asleep on him, whether he actually did feel a tiny bit safe, or was just exhausted didn't really matter, he was just absolutely adorable.

 

He laid like that for a bit longer, until he started to drift off into sleep as well, his chest moving up and down as he breathed softly, his arms still wrapped around Akira.

[WolfDog12]

Akira managed to sleep for hours enjoying the warmth he was getting from another person. His breath was slow and even and his body managed to relax a little feeling safe in the arms of the other. It was a good thing that Akira didn't move in his sleep because he probably would have ended up adding another bruise to the ones already on Castiel's chest. Akira had never been able to sleep with another but this time he actually felt safe enough to sleep. His 3 hours of sleep within the past four or five days also helped him sleep now.

 

When he finally woke up he slowly opened his eyes and glanced around without moving too much. He saw Castiel's arms around him and he just had to move his head to see if Castile was awake or not.

[Charade]

"Nngh... motherfucker... filthy... nnnnnnnnnn... monster... murderer... Akiiiiiiiii..... shit." Castiel mumbled sleepily, rolling over onto is side, keeping Akira trapped between his arms. "Fuckin'... worthless... piss off... no.... bitch I said... nnnnnn...." All of a sudden, he gasped loudly, darting up and grabbing his stomach, hunching over on his bed, breathing heavily.

 

"Why the fuck are you still here?!" he shouted, turning to glare at Akira. "Go over there you stupid bitch, get the fuck away from me, GO!" His voice was the harshest it had ever been towards Akira, as he pointed at the chair in the corner of the room, his shoulders heaving up and down, his eyes burning madly.

[WolfDog12]

Akira's eyes widened as he watched the other talk in his sleep. He was going to try and wake Castiel when he realized he couldn't move and he was practically thrown off the bed when Castiel got up. Akira stared at him for about a minute before he scurried off the bed and backed away. He didn't go to the chair in the corner but he certainly backed a good 5 or 6 feet away. He really hadn't expected that though he did believe he'd been in that dream; Castiel nearly said his name.

 

Akira watched him for a couple minutes before he shook his head and turned to look at the door. It hadn't been relocked since they'd eaten and he could have made a mad dash out of here. He would if Castiel decided to attack him.

[Charade]

"Fuck!!" Castiel shouted, running his fingers so roughly through his hair, that it almost ripped some out, as he began pacing back and forth. He punched the wall as hard as he could, leaving a large, fist sized dent in the iron walls. A large bruise already formed on his hand, and part of it had split open, blooding flowing out of the sides. He stood like that, with his fist against the wall, for a minute, breathing heavily, before he grabbed an old rag and wrapped it around his hand.

 

Without a word, he stormed out of the warehouse, slamming the door so hard behind him that it just popped back open, as he began to walk down the road, not really caring if someone tried to ambush him.

[WolfDog12]

Akira walked over and looked out the watching as Castiel walked away. He sighed and wondered if Akira being here was a bad thing for Castiel. Akira continued to think about it until he found himself getting way too rapped up in it. What was going on, why was he so hung up on worrying about the man that threatened to kill him a bush of times and practically kidnapped him. The mere thought made Akira growl in anger at himself. He tried to focus on hating Castiel but for some reason he just couldn't seen to.

 

Akira, feeling more frustrated then ever, stormed out of there and began to sprint away in the opposite direction of Castiel. Akira managed to get really far really fast and when he finally found a place to rest he stopped just to catch his breath. The teen ran a hand through his hair and, when he could breathe again, continued to walk away.

[Charade]

"I swear to god, Mitchell," a tall, lanky man with greasy brown hair and dirt on his face said to the shorter blonde that walked beside him.

 

"So you're telling me, that that killing machine just... took the kid somewhere else?" Mitchell inquired, raising an eyebrow.

 

The other man nodded enthusiastically. "It's the honest truth! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself."

 

"Somehow, Brett, I find that hard to believe," Mitchell said, grinning skeptically. "Besides. Even if he didn't kill the kid on the spot, I'm sure he just took him somewhere else to have a little privacy with him, if you know what I mean."

 

Brett laughed, sounding almost exactly like a hyena, as Mitchell pelvic thrusted in the air. The two high fived, chuckled, then stopped dead in their tracks, looking at a figure walking the opposite direction. "Holy shit, dude!" Brett said, grabbing Mitchell and pulling him behind a tree. "That's him, that's the kid!"

 

"Are you fucking serious?!" Mitchell scoffed. "He's a goddamn twig!"

 

"Damn straight," Brett said, an evil grin forming on his lips. "Wanna rush him?"

 

"Oh fuck to the yes," Mitchell laughed, as the two stealthily walked through the trees, following Akira, occasionally shushing each other whenever one of them would step too loudly.

 

Suddenly, Mitchell jumped from the trees, tackling Akira to the ground, pinning him beneath him, sitting on the other's chest. "Well, well, well," he said with a wicked grin -- though it was very different from Castiel's, resembling more of a school bully than someone who had lost their humanity. "Looks like your precious "master" ain't here to protect you."

 

Brett followed suit, grabbing Akira's head and holding it still. "Come on now, we just wanna talk~ That's how that monster of a man lured you in, isn't it?" They both laughed, but immediately stopped when they heard a gunshot in the distance, and looked over to the sound.

 

"Next time it'll be your head," Castiel said, grinning as he moved his aim down towards Mitchell's face. "Right there, right between the eyes."

[WolfDog12]

Akira could kind of feel a presence following him but he shook it off and picked up his pace a little. That wasn't a good idea because in the next moment he found himself flattened on the ground. Akira coughed at the other sitting on him but he growled and reached for his weapon. He looked back to search when his head was grabbed and held still. He glared at the two as they mocked him. Akira was about to tell them to "Fuck off" but before he could get the words out a gun fired and he quickly looked back to see Castiel.

 

What was Castiel doing here?! Hadn't he gone the other direction?! How did he manage to catch up again in a flash. This guy certainly was something else. The teen was frozen in place for a long while until he shoved the male off him and got to his feet. Akira looked over at Castiel still shocked and just completely speechless. He didn't know how he was going to explain leaving and running away, especially after how his "master" just woke up. Akira became a little fidgety and felt as if he belonged in the group of three and they were all being forced to bow down to their one master. Akira was feeling like a little dog right now getting scolded but he also felt like a kid or a lover being protected.

[Charade]

"I know you're stupid and all, but seriously, quit standing there like a fucking moron and get your ass over here," Castiel said, looking at Felix, though the aim of his revolver never left Mitchell's face. His tone wasn't all that mean, it was mostly just demanding, as if he was frustrated, but not mad. He smiled just slightly at Akira before stepping closer to the other two males.

 

"Now, which one of you wants to go first~?" he asked, his smile and tone both bright and sweet.

 

The two exchanged looks, then looked back at Castiel, utterly speechless.

 

"Hmm," Castiel frowned, then smiled again, pointing his revolver back and forth between the two with each word. "Eenie, meenie, minie..." At the second to last part of the childlike phrase, they both took off running. Castiel just laughed, pulling out his second revolver, aiming one at each of them. "Moe." He pulled both triggers at the same time, shooting them both in the upper spinal cord, as they fell to the ground, already paralyzed, but not quite dead.

 

He walked over and squatted next to the two, frowning as he looked at them. "You know, two against one isn't really all that nice," he pouted, pointing to Akira. "Especially if you're teaming up on someone that weak. Like, honestly, was that really necessary, guys? Oh well. I suppose you'll have plenty of time to think about what you did~" He smiled again and stood up, shooting them both in the back of the head.

 

This time, however, he didn't feel the usual euphoria that he usually got when he killed someone. Maybe it just wasn't fun anymore. Maybe it was never fun, and he was just convincing himself it was to prevent himself from going a different kind of crazy. No, you bitch! a voice in his head yelled, so loud that he had to massage his temple with one of his hands to prevent the oncoming migraine. You're becoming a real fuckin' pussy, you know that? I guarantee you, that if you had made it slower, maybe played with their guts a little bit, you'd be enjoying yourself right now, instead of standing here in your own pathetic turmoil. He grimaced, trying desperately to stop thinking about that. Maybe he was becoming weaker, but maybe he didn't care.

[WolfDog12]

Akira looked on surprised for a minute before he rushed forwards and stood behind Castiel. Akira looked back wanting to protest but he kept his mouth shut not wanting to get Castiel any more irritated then he probably already was. It was hard to tell but Akira figured Castiel wasn't going to be too happy he'd left. Akira sighed and looked over at the other two knowing they only had a few seconds left to live. When the two started to run and Castiel pulled the second revolver, Akira looked away and heard the guns go off. Without looking he figured they'd both died until Castiel walked over and shot them again. Akira refused to look over. The mere thought was making him sick.

 

When Castiel returned to Akira's side he wanted to explain but continued to hold back before he just finally blurted out what he was thinking. "You got so angry and you had some strange dream... I figured it was better I wasn't near you. I still don't understand why you're keeping me alive! Why do you continue to save me?"

 

Akira breathed a little heavily. He hadn't spoken so much in a long time and it kind of wore him out. Either way Akira looked at Castiel with a mix of emotions. Akira was a little scared of Castiel's rage, grossed out about the amount of death, worried about Castiel and his dream, as well as a couple other emotions thrown in. He took a step back from Castiel but didn't run or anything.

[Charade]

"You ask way too many questions," Castiel scoffed, putting his guns back in their rightful holsters. "Just don't expect anything like that again. You're on your own now, have fun~" He grinned wickedly, winked, and blew a kiss, as he turned and started walking back towards the warehouse, never looking back.

 

Honestly, he figured that the further away from Akira he was, the better off he was. Akira made him feel generic human emotions again, and he didn't like that. It was stupid, to be sad, or afraid, or in love. There was no point to it -- it only made people did stupid things. So then, why did he feel so full of... was it regret? He honestly couldn't distinguish one emotion from the next anymore, all he knew was homicidal joy and anger.

[WolfDog12]

Akira stood there completely dumbfounded at first. He had no idea how to react. Akira stood watching Castiel walk away feeling he better stay behind and not follow the stranger. A chill rand down his spine when Castiel blew him the kiss. Once Castiel had walked out of sight without looking back or anything Akira let out a breath that he felt he'd been holding onto for days now. Finally, Akira was, what seemed like, complete freedom from Castiel and his messed up ways. Akira still had no idea why Castiel had kept him alive and simply captured him.

 

Akira turned on his heels and began walking deeper into the heart of the city. He figured he might run into people who wanted to kill him there but he was willing to risk it just to learn more about where he was. Akira slipped into a nearby building that was also abandoned like all the others and he went up stairs to look down at the center of the city. He had been right and there was a group of five people all lingering around laughing and talking, each person splattered in the blood of their past kills. The sight was a little sickening. Akira continued to watch but he couldn't hear anything since he was just out of ear shot.

 

After nearly five minutes of just waiting, the group began to move. They were getting ready to hunt out their next pray. Akira wanted to stay put and so he turned to focus on something else just while waiting for the group to actually move their butts and to leave the area. After another few minutes Akira could hear voices below. He sat up and looked down out the window where he could see the group. The moment he caught sight of them he knew something was wrong and jumped into high alert. Akira watched as one looked up towards where he sat. He quickly got up backing away. He turned half way only to be grabbed. Only four stood outside on the ground.

 

Akira quickly began putting up a fight and he struggled but the one that held him called out to his friends who quickly made their way in. They laughed at Akira as two others grabbed at his flailing legs to keep him from kicking anyone. One, the one that seemed like the leader, Pulled out a small pocket knife and brought it to Akira's throat before he stopped realizing how cute Akira really was. The man changed his mind just for the moment and instead pulled Akira's pants and underwear down. He tried to yell out but the final man blocked his mouth, tied his arms behind his back, and stole his weapon. Akira could have taken these guys easily if they hadn't got him in a sneak attack. The leader quickly shoved a finger in Akira's entrance without any lubrication. He moaned simply in place of a yell of pain. Without any more preparation, the leader stuffed himself right into Akira making Akira scream through the gag as the man began thrusting in and out. This couldn't be happening. He could feel something warm, wet and sticky slide down his leg as he bled from the rape. The leader laughed and Akira continued to try and fight the bigger men that held him.

[Charade]

Walking through the city, Castiel whistled to himself, swinging both of his revolvers. It felt good to be removed of Akira, that burden. Who needed him anyhow? Just as he had finally rid all thoughts of the other, he looked up, and through the window, could see Akira and another man. It took him just a few seconds to realize what was going on, and he quickly ran through the door and up the stairs.

 

Just barely cracking the door open, Castiel slipped inside, stepping two quietly for the other man to hear over his own distungness. He almost gagged at the sight before him -- which was shocking, since he practically got off to much more gruesome things, but he didn't have the time to think about that. He pulled out both of his revolvers and aimed them at the back of the man's knees, shooting them both at the same time, then quickly shot the four other men in their heads.

 

He had completely blocked Akira out of his mind at that point, as he walked over to the two, grabbing the man by his hair and pinning him against the wall. "Akira, leave," he growled, with zero hint of sarcasm. "Now." He glared at the other man, keeping him pinned against the wall, as he pulled his fist back, and punched him hard across the face, his nose audibly cracking. He punched him several more times before throwing him onto the ground, pulling out his revolver, and aiming directly at the other man's crotch. Without a moment's hesitation he pulled the trigger, then left, leaving him alive, but crippled and dickless.

 

Castiel ran his fingers through his hair as he stood outside of the room, trying to figure out why he felt no joy just now. He tried to rule out the possibility of what he saw before, the idea alone of Akira getting hurt made his blood boil, but it was something he just couldn't admit, not even to himself.

[WolfDog12]

When Castiel shot the men holding Akira off the ground he fell onto his back, arms, and mainly his tail bone. Akira's hips and ass felt like he'd just been ripped in two. He looked over at Castiel and when he yelled for Akira to get up and run, he struggled to move. Akira couldn't use his arms so he just struggled to move enough to get his feet under him. However, the moment Akira tried to stand up, he simply collapsed to the ground again. He couldn't stay up with his hips and back already in such agony.

 

The teen was a complete mess. He gained so many injuries and was bleeding pretty badly. He was also half hard from the random fourth guy sucking and playing with his dick. Akira had blood from each man shot in the head, splattered all over him. He shook nervously, completely petrified as to what just happened. He wanted to deny it so bad but his body continued to twitch in complete agony. Akira shut his eyes wanting nothing more then to throw up. He also wanted to look at Castiel but the sight of what he'd just done to the leader was just too sickening to look. Akira rolled onto his side breathing heavily and trying to calm himself down.

[Charade]

Castiel continued to pace outside the door, until he finally managed to swallow his pride, and check on Akira. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" he shouted, slamming the door behind him. "I'm gone for 10 fucking minutes, and already you're getting yourself gangbanged!!"

 

He was livid. Livid that he went 10 minutes without Akira. Livid that Akira put him through this stress. Livid that Akira was being hurt. Livid that he was starting to have somewhat human feelings for Akira. He sighed, knowing that it wasn't fair to be mad, but only partially caring.

 

He walked to the other side of the room silently, looking down at the ground. He leaned down to pick up Akira's underwear and pants off the floor, then brought them back, laying them on top of the other's pelvis, covering him. He sat down, gently pulling Akira's head into his lap, sighing in frustration as he ran his fingers through his own hair. The leader was still on the ground, nearing death from the blood loss and pain, as all of his friends' corpses lay around him. Castiel cleared his throat, not really sure how to react. "You uh... you okay..?" he asked, his voice had some weird sympathetic tone it had never carried before.

[WolfDog12]

Akira couldn't respond to Castiel's first comment because of the gag still being in his mouth but he finally managed to get it out just before the last comment. Akira took a breath before he responded and his response sounded distant and ashamed,"Sorry, I'm fine it only hurts a little. Could you please just untie my arms?" He had his eyes closed feeling more at peace now that he was with Castiel. The teen began wishing that of all people to have seen him, he wished it hadn't been Castiel. At the same time, Akira was happy that he'd been found and rescued.

 

He fidgeted a little being still half hard. He was hoping it'd go away but Akira could only feel it getting worse as he heard Castiel's worry for him. Why was he getting hard now? Castiel was a guy. The thought made Akira squirm even more in discomfort.

[Charade]

Castiel sighed, grabbing Akira's wrists and bringing them up to his mouth. He locked his teeth onto the rope, holding it in place, as he ripped it in half with his hands. "Sit up, you look pathetic..." he grumbled, standing up, when he noticed that Akira was hard. Something in his mind flipped, and his somewhat concerned demeanor was gone. Now he was just pissed that what had just happened actually made Akira feel like that. It was sickening.

 

His lips curled up into a smirk, and he eyes narrowed into a glare. "You really are disgusting, you know that?" he said, grabbing Akira by the hair and yanking him up off the ground. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised though, right?" He kept his fingers tangled in the other's hair, their faces just inches away from each other. "The first fucking second I saw you, I knew you were nothing but a little whore." He grinned, reaching down to firmly grab Akira's member in his hand, leaning down to suck on his neck, leaving a dark red hickey. "You make me sick," he whispered, grabbing Akira's hip with his free hand, pulling him closer.

[WolfDog12]

Akira winced when the ropes were ripped off his arms but he sat up feeling a little better. He still wan't fully hard which he thought was a good thing but he also hated that Castiel could see it. He made a small sound of pain as he was pulled by the hair and he was pulled to his feet. The teen's ass still hurt a lot and was still bleeding a little, the blood running down his legs. He jumped when his member was grabbed and placed one hand on Castiel's wanting him to let go.

 

Akira couldn't stand how Castiel was talking like he was some prostitute that would spread his legs for anyone. That wasn't even the case with Akira. He wished they had attacked him head on that way he could have just slashed their faces and be done. As Akira was bit he winced in pain but nothing major and when he was pulled in by the hips he put his arms up so Castiel couldn't get any closer then that. The teen felt really ashamed for what had happened and just wanted to be left alone to take care of it. He glanced around until he noticed his weapon and the feeling of failing his father began to over take him. His eyes filled with sadness.

[Charade]

Though Castiel's demeanor remained the same, his mind was an absolute mess of conflicting thoughts. He had saved Akira only to hurt him. Even he didn't understand half of his actions anymore. All he could hear were the thoughts in his head, progressively getting louder and louder.

 

What the hell are you doing?!

 

Exactly, what are you doing!

 

You could snap his neck right now, why are you touching him?!

 

Yeah, you -- wait what?! No!! Let him go, now!!

 

Yeah, wait!! Snapping his neck would be too quick... Let him go, have a fun little chase~

 

Don't listen to him, Castiel.

 

Hmph! How rude!

 

He's crazy.

 

I'm you.

 

No.

 

Yes.

 

No/

 

Yes.

 

No.

 

Hey, do you think if you sliced his stomach open, all of his organs would rain out in some sort of magnificent bloodbath?

 

Shut up.

 

Look at him, bleeding out the ass. Ha! What a bitch!

 

Get out of my head!

 

Kill him.

 

Kill him.

 

No.

 

Do it.

 

Something snapped in Castiel's mind once again, this time, it was pure anger. He released Akira's member and punched the wall next to his head so hard, that his fist went through the plaster. "Leave," he growled, his voice low, as he breathed heavily. "Now."

[WolfDog12]

At that moment he wasn't even sure if Castiel was talking about Akira or someone else. He shook his head and slipped around the male but then he froze and touched Castiel's shoulder only for a moment. It was a very human gesture but something Akira got a lot of from his dad. He walked away and quickly got his pants and underwear back on before he reached for his sword. As if he lost the ability to grab his blade, Akira's hand hovered the weapon for a while before he stood up and began to walk away leaving his short sword on the ground behind him.

 

Akira ignored the pain he was in and left the building before he walked down the streets slowly. He felt like he was leaving his father behind by not taking the blade but he also felt like he failed as a son. He managed to get raped by other guys and he was hard. Worst day ever. Akira hid in an enclosed building hidden from the outside and quickly began to relieve himself.