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As Scaramouche impaled his own gut, he broke apart into butterflies and Albedo gasped, as the butterflies swarmed around him like raging hornets, until they reformed, as Scaramouche lands on top of him, palm and fingers clutching Albedo’s throat, holding the dagger in-front of his face, Scara’s belly was flat and normal again. There was no sadistic smile or grin this time, instead there was only a bitter frown on Scaramouche’s face as he stared down at Albedo with a snarl.
“Dottore may have tortured.. and mutilated my body many times over... but you…you…you had irreversibly tainted my soul with your wretched fangs for the last time! You are the one who really ruined me, Albedo!”
Scaramouche stated factually as he glared with pure disdain, there was no love in those eyes.
This is what truly broke Albedo, as he started to tear up as he closed his eyes so that he didn’t have to see Scaramouche’s expression.
Sobbing muffled, as he choked from Scara’s choke-hold.
The Puppet above him did not like that at all however, as he tightened his grip on Albedo.
He screams, he pressed the dagger to Albedo’s chest threateningly.
A symbolic gesture, as that is where Dottore had shot his bullet into the half-dragon.
“LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT THE ONE WHOSE MIND YOU’VE DESTROYED! When you gave me that first bite, when you violated me the first time..."
Scaramouche pressed the dagger into Albedo's chest even more. "I've wanted you dead ever since!”
“I’m sorry! I didn’t even know about the venom! I wanted to save you when you told me about what the Doctor had done to you!”
Albedo cried as tears streamed down his cheeks, his lip quivering as he whimpered from Scaramouche’s tightening grip, gasping for air.
Scaramouche cackles madly, as he digs the point of the knife into Albedo’s chest, the Alchemist couldn’t even cry out from the pain properly due to the grip Scara has on him.
Tears fell upon Albedo’s face, the half-dragon is not the only one crying.
“Of course…of course! More lies! More excuses! You just can’t help yourself can you? For an Alchemist that wants to discover life’s greatest mysteries! You lie to yourself the same way you lie to everybody around you!”
“Scaramouche, it’s not a lie! I was genuinely scared for you! I only wanted to keep you safe!”
Albedo says desperately with a sob.
The Puppet laughed cruelly until he eventually stopped, he coldly replied back.
“You didn’t save me... you wanted me for yourself… you even admitted that to me back at the hospital… What was that again?... oh that’s right… you wanted ‘All of Me.’ Not just my breeding half.”
Scaramouche chuckled bitterly.
“Your feelings for me… are not real… just as my feelings for you… are nothing more than that drug you injected into me… you don’t see me as a person… I’m just some worthless sex toy to be abused and lusted over. What a ‘loving and healthy relationship’ we have.”
The Puppet sneered.
Albedo didn’t know how to respond, he just cried miserably in a pathetic way, tears dripping to the cold ground next to his head.
His eyes were still closed tightly.
He regretted it all, he wished his mating season had never arrived.
Eventually, Albedo develops the confidence to speak again.
A naïve small hope to convince his mate of his love and guilt.
“D-Dottore tricked both of us… I- I never wanted to do this to you..”
Scaramouche let out an empty smile when Albedo reopened his eyes to stare up at him.
“Yes…Albedo… I’m quite aware… even still… what kind of a fucked up arrangement was it to have an incubator… a volunteer stuck in a wall….getting rammed by a dragon?.. Not once did you even questioned it…. You never even tried….have you? The truth is, is that you're so…so selfish, Albedo… you saw a golden opportunity…you took it… and I will never forgive you for it.”
Albedo felt dead on the inside, he gave up completely, there was nothing that he could do or say to make up for what he had done to the man above him. He just stared back at the man’s purple eyes but Albedo’s eyes have lost all of their emotion.
Still, he asked emotionlessly.
“Didn’t…. you said that you got over wanting revenge on me?...”
“Again… that was your doing, Albedo…. You corrupted my feelings and desires… an invisible chain binds me to you…. That thing you turned me into….who you call your mate… is completely codependent on you… I can’t do anything to you…”
Scaramouche scowled resentfully, digging the dagger into Albedo’s chest more, which caused it to bleed. Albedo groaned in pain.
The Puppet sighed, he sounded so, so tired from talking to Albedo at this point.
“I can’t even leave you either… you gave me the option to leave when I am literally incapable of making that choice….. And it is all thanks to you… so I hope that every time you look at the weak, pathetic creature that has Dorian’s clutch in him… I hope the guilt slowly kills you on the inside like how anything you incubate kills me inside… That broken doll may see you as his whole, entire world… but I will always see you as the monster that destroyed me.”
“So... what happens now?”
Albedo asked emptily. Albedo’s face has a depressed and miserable look.
“Now?....” Scaramouche smirked bitterly, he raised his dagger above Albedo.
“Since your fangs made me bleed more than once…. This is a blood payment for the sins you have caused me… a small price to pay for everything that happened eh?… Your fangs killed my soul… so now I will kill your cursed heart…Mate..”
Scaramouche slams the knife down into Albedo’s heart, everything in the dream turns white.