10. Fairytale Gone Bad

Someone woke me up and said, "Mimi, Mimi, try to stay awake."

I opened my eyes, Sark, aha jewel Sark. He had found me in some kind of way. I could feel him carrying me to the car.

Handed me somebody.

"Mimi, honey, wake up, come on, up, up."

Apple scent drifted to my nose. Charles... I smiled. I was saved.

Charles said to Jewel Sark, "Thank you for helping me. What on earth has been done to her?"

I concentrated, concentrated really hard, and showed Charles as much as I could. No breeding threats—just the jelly. I pushed it through our bond. It was exhausting, but I got it done.

Charles said, " She's been gelled with some kind of substance that pretty much pulls everything down, temperature, metabolism, everything. Again, a new experimental substance. Evil Sark told her that some subjects had been in a coma for six months."

Sark groped me for a moment and said to Charles, " It is there, and then, I'd say she's shutting down. The temperature is barely 30, and respiration and pulse are non-existent. Now I don't know what will help most effectively, but if you can get the temperature up and the pulse and respiration better, it might be that other functions might pick up, but I can't swear."

Charles cursed. He said, "She will get resistance to adrenaline. My teeth are not reacting."

I squeezed Charles's hand to show him I was still there. Charles pressed me against him tighter and tried to warm me up as best he could.

"Not much longer, Mimi, we'll be there soon. Thank goodness Lepard came to tell us what had happened. Without him, we wouldn't have had a clue. "

We finally made it to the house. We were in Missouri. Charles carried to Medbay. Jewel Sark drove away.

Charles put me in bed for a while and said, "Hang on, Mimi honey, stay awake, please. I'll be right there. I'll just run us a bath."

I fought myself awake and stayed awake. I was still in pain from those poisons and whatnot, so I used my hand again, pressing my side to make the pain flare up.

Charles came to me and started to open the blankets around me, he was already naked; I asked. " Should that help me stay awake?"

Charles laughed, wonderfully hoarse. He got me naked and carried me into the bathroom. There was a big tub. He lowered us both into the water while he sat down and held me against him. At the same time, he started massaging my arms and legs. He noticed poison and bruises in my body. He was trying to be gentle, not to hurt me too much. The tub was heated, and the water temperature was probably about 42, so Charles probably didn't have a perfect bath, but he didn't let that bother him.

I lay in the bath on Charles's lap. He rubbed me vigorously and kept me awake the whole time. He reminded me to remember to breathe and not to fall asleep. Adam also came over to the tub and brought me some adrenaline shots, which made me feel a little more refreshed. He, too, did not like my bruised body. I was full of remnants of snake venom and whatnot, but the pain kept me awake.

Adam said to Charles, " Should I let Salvatore know? His teeth might help, so we can barely keep Mimi awake but with everything trying to drop all the time, pulse, temperature, sugars? Maybe he should know. "

Charles said, "Fine, I call, but I doubt if the gentleman will bother to come. Mariella has just recovered, and they had been in the Azores for six weeks, I hear. He does not give a shit about Mimi, he hates her, not love her."

I wondered to myself when I heard that how long I had been a prisoner, at least eight weeks if not more. They had gone to Ireland to recover. My guess is it had taken two weeks or more, six weeks in the Azores, well no wonder that I am in rough shape.

Adam then went to call while I was in Charles's care. I ate everything sweet and was in thermal blankets on a sugar drip. Neither Charles nor Adam's teeth had reacted with my blood, so they wouldn't be able to help.

Adam said to Charles, "Salvatore wants Mimi's blood tube. I'll go to the Azores to take it and see what needs to be done."

Charles nodded, and Adam left. Soon, it would be time for another bath. Adam and Charles had been taking care of me for a week. They had even fucked me to see if it would help, but no, I fell asleep, and they didn't notice right away.

They took a while to wake me up. Charles was just leaving to run the bath when Adam arrived with Damon in tow.

He said to me, " Oh baby, you've got yourself pretty pissed off, for lack of a better word. But there is a cure for this, and you won't like it, but again, you'll just have to trust that I know what I'm doing."

Charles furrowed his brow. "What do you mean?"

Damon came over to him and looked at him for a long time, would not be fun for Charles but for him, not hard, in fact, he kind of waited for this.

"That drug is nasty. It turns off anything that tries to turn on. Mimi needs to be stimulated, adrenaline does not work, nor does her own adrenaline, it stops working and her system will be so erratic, with adrenaline solely, this can take over six months, now without a bonding agent, once she slips into a coma, she stays there for a year and once she wakes her whole system will mess. The teeth gave the bonding agent, but it's going to take several weeks, a couple of months. I need to irritate Mimi as much as possible, be a real bastard, and put her in the state that she hates, taunt her, so she hates me, she is pissed off and uses her rage. Now she told you that her rage is blocked, but it is not anymore. There is no actual blocker in her blood, but the more mental suggestion, Damien likes to mess up with her mind. I can pluck whatever he put in there, but this won't be nice to hear. I need to be honest and we are not fine. Our relationship has gone downhill for quite some time, and it is going to get worse. So Charles, as much its pains me to admit this, it seems that you will have her, not me."

Charles was quiet. Mimi would be in a nasty place after this, he would have to do a hell of a lot of work but he understood, he nodded, and said, "I have noticed, and not really understand what has come between you two but go ahead, destroy rest of it, I will take care of her." 

Damon said, "This is purely clinical. I don't really care anymore about her, not enough so for me she could stay in a coma, but I am just a doctor. This will take my time, time that I could stay with Mariella. Well, I need to start to tormenting her so I suggest you leave."

Damon walked up to my bed. I saw from Charles's posture that this was something that he did not like, but he let Damon do this to me, anyway. Damon looked at me and was not friendly. He saw me almost as his enemy.

His voice was a sneering whisper. " You can get yourself in shit, I see, but fine, I will fix you up. I am the doctor of this pack. Mimi, you need to be sedated with jelly and kept in a warm jelly bath. It could be up to eight weeks. You will be so gloriously helpless, fully at my mercy and I can say, baby, I might have some fun, to take out some of my frustrations on you, well, you can't do anything, you will be drugged, my victim, I can tell why." 

He was looking at me while he explained, I could see enjoyment in his gaze, "You need to use your rage, you need to fight, keep yourself up, this is not time for love, and sex but really strong rage, so I am going to render you in state that you hate and make sure that you will feel it and fight me with all you got, meaning good jelly sedation. that will keep you going. Adrenaline won't work as you know. It will stop working. Besides, If I were to mess up with your mind, send terror, and chase again, you would exhaust yourself with your adrenaline, meaning it would not work anymore. Of course, I will make sure you are not a skeleton after this thus nice warm jelly bath, full of sedatives that absorb through your skin. Then your body is slow but steady. We get the sugar given steadily. It doesn't jump, the thermal gel bath ensures that body temperature is maintained, you have been metalized too and pretty well but I will give you chelation, of course, it won't be pleasant so you will feel it, one more layer to get you pissed off."

His words penetrated my mind. "And since Miss doesn't enjoy being sedated, she doesn't fall asleep either, but fights just right. But since Mimi's metabolism and everything keeps running so low, this is going to take time. Baby, there is no rage blocker in you anymore, so it is only in your mind, programming as Damien likes to do it. I will enjoy myself and much baby. The only downside is that this will take time, the time I could spend with Mariella, but it is giving me more motivation."

I was shocked. Really. Eight weeks on jelly. Internal and external. Oh fuck. Oh, fuck fuck. I saw his pleasure, his enjoyment of my state. I was trying to find my rage. It was slow going, but I felt the first little hint of it when I dug around in my time. At least this will give my hatred a hell of a boost. But it might be that I will hate Damon as well, but there is nothing between us anymore. He was waiting to rip the last vestiges of our relationship to shreds. Fine by me, less work for me.

Damon took action. I watched from inside my thermal blankets as Damon prepared the incubator full of jelly, or at least half full. Then he got several jelly tanks and made a strong sedation jelly in them. He hummed contently, taunting me, telling to me just how strong this jelly would be and he had his ways to keep me awake. Now it was no time to sleep. Then he took me to the procedure room and started jelling me.

He felt those poisons in my body, his hands pressed wherever I had sore points, making me squirm out of the pain, taunting me, "I told you, Mimi, you will stay awake, little pain will motivate you, see these electrodes, I will put these in nerve points, so little shock will motivate you to fight back, stay awake, plus I put in my jelly little dental, sensitizing your skin and your senses." 

He left a cannula in my abdominal cavity and a jelly tank attached to it. That jelly was in my abdominal cavity the whole time. It worked quickly. I was really sedated, sedated, feeling what I hated but helpless to do anything about it. Damon lifted me into the incubator and hooked up the I.V. tubes. I was in a semi-sitting position, submerged in jelly up to my neck, so I could see him. Oh, I hated my state. I started to really dig my rage, first feeling pissed off, but it takes time for me to get to my rage, to pull it up from its well as my mind was drugged, and my skin was sensitive as ever. 

He walked up to the incubator, some kind of remote in his hand, and he pressed the button. Pain lanced my side, and I screamed out loud. It had not been long, but I felt it for a long time, making me gasp.

Damon looked at the monitor that was hooked up to the ceiling. I could not see my reading but he grunted satisfied and said, "Works well, you need to keep your heart rate up, my little shocks work just right that."

He was enjoying my pain, my confusion. He walked into medbay, drawing drugs in syringes, doing everything that I hated, putting chelation on a drip rack and connecting it into my IV, taunting me, giving me a shock, so I screamed in pain. He let his hate for me be heard in his voice. 

He came at me at some point, taking one little syringe full of vanadium, his voice dripping malice "Remember these baby, you better hope that my little shocks will be enough or else, I have to take little more efficient ways in use, oh, you are such a good victim, so freaking helpless, no more 'the strongest creature in the universe,' no, just my toy to be played at."

I was silent, not going with his taunts, not yet, but a few minutes later I said to him, My voice dripping contempt and scorn, "Oh, this is so easy for you, I was never anything else to you than freaking virgin to be used. Our relationship, well, it took a turn worse once you got me. Don't lie to me. It was just Damien that killed off my love for you. No, it was you, you have never tolerated that any woman loves you for real, well, Mariella but now, is she a real woman or just a figment of a perfect woman, your little doll to be dressed and fucked, she has no mind of her own."

I know where to strike, how to make him really pissed off at me, how to kill our love, and, for real, how to make him kill it.

He looked at me, enraged, and hissed at me, "Now Mimi, you better be silent or I will silence you. You do not slander my mariella. She is everything that you are not. She is kind, loves me, she is perfect, dedicated to me."

I said, still as nastily as I could "Too bad that you can't call me while you fuck her, but hey, leave the door open so I can hear you two talking about me, you never know if I will drink again."

He hit me with such a long shock that my eyes blackened.

He yelled, "damn it was Damien who made me do those tricks, why you don't believe me!"

 I said as I got my voice working "Charles has taught me, it is the freaking suitable little alibi for you to blame it, Damien, sure he might have given you ideas but it was you who fucked those others, you were the one who found something from their embrace that you could not find mine.!" 

"You were freaking married to your work. I was not whole time fucking." He snapped. 

"You know why you don't want to argue, why we never argued, because it is pointless, you really don't regret. Sure, you blame Damien, but deep down, you saw them as yours to use. You tell me it is a vampire way to have several. Well, I am young as a vampire, but I have gotten quite a few. It might just be that I might take Magnum again one day, or Colin. At least they have feelings for me, as you have decided that I should not spend any time with Adam and Charles, well I have my ways of getting some dick if I need some," I let it out, my voice angry, hissing.

He came, took one syringe, put it in my cannula, and depressed the plunger, so I was soon drugged almost out of my mind. He then shocked me, so I stayed awake.

"Now you are as a wife should be! Silent!" his voice was dangerous and angry, and he was walking like a tiger, looking at me, making sure that I remained drugged as hell.

We fought, over and over again. I taunted him with Magnum and other men. I knew where to hit; he shocked me, yelled at me, and I could feel him ripping out a bond to shreds. I sensed he did not love me anymore, not at all. That made the pain in my soul bloom. It fueled up my hate, and I channeled my hate in my voice, continuing to make him angry.

He drugged me and enjoyed it when the chelation made me nauseous, but he did not let me puke. They also hurt my muscles. My mind was feeling a little more alert, but I had no sense of time, not at all. He looked at me like a piece of meat. What was worse, he talked about that year, that maybe it would have been better for me to stay Damien's little breeding bitch, so he could have the pleasure of killing every single cub of mine. He told me I was in the pack just because I was mandatory evil. His precious Mariella was too weak as alpha still and she really did not want to, so he would not force her. 

Finally, he came over to me and said, "Fine, you are done, that drug is gone, freak, don't go looking for trouble, or it might be that next time I am not in the mood to treat you, even this has been fun, goddam it, I miss my Mariella,"

He had gone to be with her from time to time, not being with me all the time. He took the bigger syringe, put it into my cannula, and pushed the plunger. I passed out fully.

I fell asleep. I woke up in bed, with no jelly. I was all tired, but I was out of jelly. I was moving around, stretching, and enjoying myself. Then I sat up from it after a while to stand up and walk to the bathroom. I wasn't in the best shape possible. The scale read 32 kilos, but I recovered from that. It had been a rough ride.

We were no more; we were utterly done, me and Damon, and I knew almost that it might be that we would never be anymore, but now I had Charles and Adam. I was not going after Magnum; he had Higgins. I would have Charles and Adam, at least this time what it took my hate to grow. I called my crystal, feeling my hate and crystal darkened considerably. My hate had truly grown. I just felt the price. It was almost too hard, but then I knew that I had felt even bigger pain in my life. I would be fine, eventually.