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It had been days. Weeks. Months. Teegan had really no way of knowing how long it had been. She had been subjected to so much abuse since she had entered the home of Axel. What had started as a hopeful night of fun and play turned into her worst nightmare. Nothing was what it seemed and he, he was something she had never anticipated. Evil. It was the only word for it. At first, she was okay. Somewhat calm, trying to remain ever in control of the situation she had put herself in but as time past, she began to be terrified of this man.

The cuts on her body here and there had began to heal but they were still very evident. She walked the room as she thought about the events. He had promised her freedom if she behaved but as much as she tried, it was never really enough to be freed. A slight limp shown through her walking tonight because there was still a break healing on her ankle where she had been punished for something she still was unsure of what she had done. A whimper was given as she stepped on it wrong. The chain was still firm around her ankles but she still paced. He had been gone a while now and she was beginning to get worried. Where was he? Was he coming back? Had she done something wrong again? She couldn't remember and really, never was positive when she had anyway. Just when she thought she was doing good, he got angry.

Tired. She was so very tired. It felt like she hadn't slept in days at this point but, she couldn't escape her thoughts. They plagued her and yet, through all she thought about, it all centered around him. Not exactly what he had done to her but... she found herself missing him. When she was good, he was good to her. His hand offered the slightest caress and it calmed her. She hadn't had that in a while at this point. His eyes, though cold, distant and black offered a sweetness to them at times. Something she couldn't and hadn't found in anyone else before. Those lips.... She shook herself from the thoughts and leaned against the wall slowly, wincing a bit as it pushed against one of the cuts on her back. She sighed and took a seat slowly. Where was he? She sighed, almost in defeat and yet, couldn't bring herself to offer true defeat. She would leave. She would be free. Question became, when? How?

Despite what he’s told her, it’s really only been a month, maybe a month and a half since he’s kidnapped her. There are no clocks in the apartment, no computers, no phones, no modern technology of any kind. She has no means of knowing what time it is, because there aren’t even any windows to look out of, he knows this. Axel has planned this on some diabolical level. The apartment is designed in such a way. It’s an experiment that he’s running with this one, not because of her will or looks. He’s doing it because he believes that it does something to the mind that affects the nature of the beast once turned. Every movement that he’s made since he’s returned from his slumber has been fairly calculated.

Opening the door, he walks into the room. The hardwood beneath them is clean and he smiles, but knows that he could (if he wanted to) find something that was dirty to punish her for. He’s been tracking her progress and has had Gottfried watch her when he’s gone. It’s not something that he’s overly proud of - abducting people, ******* with their heads until… wait, no that’s exactly what he’s proud of and it’s exactly the type of person that he is. The only other person that really knows anything about the way that he is would be Paige, as she had to sit through it first hand. She was the first captive, but many have happened between her and this ‘Teegan’.

As he walks the floors, his hand touches on different surfaces here and there checking everything for dust or dirt. He’s looking and scanning for any sort of grime that may exist sheerly for his own inspection. Her progress has been quite a bit faster than he anticipated, for the outlier that she is. Most of the people he’s abducted have died of shock or broken down so horribly bad that they cannot even recall their name. One of the people he abducted and tortured told Axel, and believed, that he was a ghost in the room, haunting his former self. It sounds haunting but it happened. This woman has shown some strength in what she can handle and he admires that.

His eyes pierce the room, scanning and looking for her. Not calling for her, because if she’s doing something wrong he wants to know it before she has a chance to see him coming. Quietly, using the powers that he learned from one of the wraiths, the powers of shade, his steps are muffled. He makes a move into what was once a bathroom and now a ‘captive’ room. It’s got a bed with chains on it, a cage, the door is reinforced and the room has more acoustic paneling on it than anywhere else in the living area. Even his room has less sound-dampening equipment. His eyes look here, stopping slightly to check the room

Teegan, despite her being told not to, had fallen asleep sitting against the wall. She had tried to stay awake but, her body had given up. Her mind, however, it was still going in her dream state. So many scenarios and images floating through her mind. Happy times. Sad times. Sadistic times. They all came together in a collective. Right now, however, her mind was remembering the night she met him. The club. Him sitting at her table without being invited offered her some boldness she didn't see in many people. Intrigue. She was instantly wanting to know more. He was unlike most she had met at this club. That was the understatement in thought of the century. She just didn't know it at the time. She had no idea what she was signing herself up for with this man of intrigue. Soon, however, she found out. Always be careful what you ask for.

She awoke suddenly as if someone had shook her. It took her a moment of looking around to see where she was. Teegan had no idea how long she had slept but by the way she felt, it couldn't have been too long. Still, she had been told not to sleep and now, she was terrified. Had he been here? Had he seen her sleeping? She blinked her eyes away so if he showed, she would look awake. Slowly, she tried to push herself up the wall to a standing position. A loud whimper escaped her from her cuts and the still healing break but, she was finally up. The chains on her legs made it difficult to walk at times but, she managed.

Her body carried her to a bucket in the corner that held water. For what, she had no idea but it was there. She grabbed a bit and splashed her face, trying to help herself awaken. Softly wiping the water droplets from her face, she looked around the room. All of the sudden, she had the weirdest feeling she wasn't alone. "Oh god...." She whispered and though part of her was excited, she slowly moved along the wall towards the bed to sit down. She knew that feeling. Either he was coming or, she was going crazy. One or the other was happening but, it was happening soon.