@A5_ WICKED
Matrix hacks up a lung, trying his best not to hurl all over the bed like the almost had
Matrix hacks up a lung, trying his best not to hurl all over the bed like the almost had
Corbin went into the living room, picking up the plate of food he had set down for Matrix earlier. He gave a huff, putting it back into the fridge for later. Orion followed him around, his tail swaying a bit as he watched.
Matrix wretches but swallows the molten access. He could have sworn his stomach had burned up
Orion gave a whine, and Corbin looked down at the dog, who’s head was tilted. He sighed, reaching down to pet Orion. “I don’t know what I’m doing, buddy,” he said to the dog.
Matrix closes his eyes but still doesnt fall asleep.
(I’m not sure what to do right now, so should we do a time skip to the next day?)
(Sure. I also have an idea maybe)
(What’s the idea?)
(Well Matrix is sold off to someone. And after… Lets say 60 days? Cordin comes around to check like, 'Is the owner happy with his purchase. Is Matrix doing what he is supposed to.' That kind of thing just to see that Matrix has been abused. Now that Im writing it sounds weird… What I had in mind for the abused part was Matrix was malnourished, his horns had been cut down, he has been put into a sort of dog fight arena to fight other mystical beasts)
(Oo that sounds like a really good idea. Then I guess we can have Corbin take Matrix back in and sort of nurse him back to health. During that process, there might be developing feelings?)
(Hue huehue ok sounds good.)
(So should we just jump and say the selling already happened, and go straight to the 60 day mark?)
Or do you want to do when Matrix is taken away (He does put up a fight) and then the time skip? But we can also do the 60 day time skip)
(We can do the scene where he gets taken away, then go to the 60 day mark ig)
(Well we can do either. I dont really care.)
(Maybe we should just skip to the 60 day thing, I may have to leave soon and I don’t know if I’ll be on much tomorrow and the weekend, so we might as well get to the big thing)
(K then)
(Should I write it out?)
(Yeah, probably, lol)
Matrix slumps on his bench. His molten heart was covered by flimsy plastic that could break with one hit. All he was wearing where thin, singed sweatpants and bandages. The bandages where only wrapped around his fists though. He was covered in scratches and a large gash was bleeding freely on his shin. His horns had been cut so low they where almost non-existent. In five minuets his next fight would start.
(He looks like this now https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/331366485060311498/)
It had been 60 days since Corbin had sold Matrix. He had been so unsure of what to do with the demon, so he thought it would be best to send him away for his own good. He was lucky that the buyer had considered his offer. With the money, he was able to get medical attention to his leg and afford new insurance. Now, when he went for a checkup to see how things were going, he was able to walk without a crutch and his limp was slightly less noticeable. He went to the front door of the home, knocking on the door as Orion stood next to him.
The snobby man that had bought Matrix opens the door, "Ah! Welcome! We just about to start!" Those words where followed by yells and jeers from the crowd in the basement where the fight was starting.
Matrix limps out into the ring to boos and jeers. His opponent was across from him. Another demon but this one seemed well cared for. He still had his horns and was muscular and strong. Matrix raises his fists up in a fighting position.
“About to start?” Corbin asked, a frown appearing on his lips. He stepped inside, thinking about their first meeting. There had been a contract, and the man had told him what he planned to do with Matrix. But when he eventually saw what seemed to be about to happen, he knew that the man had lied to him. When they had reached where the audience stood, he looked at the fit demon before looking at the injured one. It took him a moment, but he recognized that as Matrix. Orion seemed to almost sense that something was wrong as well, giving a few barks as he looked at Matrix.
Matrix flinches, looking up at the audience at the sound of the dog barking. His eye had been blackened and it seemed his nose had been broken. His moment of pause was enough though. The punch sent him head first into the opposite wall of the arena. He slumps against the wall coughing. His molten mass's 'armor' had flown off in the other direction. A cut had opened under his eye.
The owner laughs and claps his chubby hands, "Ah… Such entertainment! He has yet to be bested! Maybe today will be it." He exclaims eagerly, "The only way to win one of these fights is to be killed in action!"
“This was not our agreement,” Corbin said, turning to the buyer. “You said he would be used for servant duties, not this,” he snapped. Orion whined, pulling at the leash as he barked again. The dog seemed to have a bit do a connection to Matrix, just from their previous interaction.
Matrix coughs, standing but falling against the wall. The fit demon advances on him with even more jeers.
The owner nods, "He does. In his 'cool down periods he is running errands, cleaning and cooking." He smirks, "And now. He is also our champion. His will to live is quite strong I must say. None of our other demons survived this long." He laughs as if it where nothing
“But you never said anything like this would happen,” Corbin hissed. “You broke the contract, and now I’m backing out and taking Matrix with me.” He had noticed Orion had been pulling, but he just thought that the dog was interested by the crowd. But with one sharp pull, the leash was yanked from his hand and Orion was darting away through the crowds. “Orion!” He called, beginning to follow after the dog after glaring sharply at the man.
Orion was obviously much quicker than Corbin, and before most could react, Orion was bounding into where the fight was taking place. He could be recognized by the service dog vest, and the familiar dangerous appearance as he barked and sailed at the other demon.
Matrix had grabbed the demon around the waist and were wrestling with him, "ORION?!" With that the other demon grabs him around the neck and holds him over his head by the neck
"Stop that dog!" The owner barks to the croud
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