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Alan woke up to find himself in an unfamiliar room. He was lying on a grey stone floor and looked up blearily to find his ankles and wrists chained to the stone wall. He gasped to himself, instantly panicking.
‘Where is Eric? Where am I? What’s happening?!’
He sat bolt upright, trying to look around the room for a means of escape. A low chuckle came from the door.
“You’re not going to get out of here so why bother?” A young man with dark hair stepped out of the shadows. He smirked at Alan, raising an eyebrow.
“Where am I?!” Alan shouted.
“Poor little reaper.” The man cooed. “You don’t need to know where you are. All you need to know is that you’re with me. We’re going to have so much fun together.”
Alan backed away into the wall.
“Now now, there’s no need for that. Let’s get acquainted, shall we? My name is Alec, but I already know who you are.”
“How do you know me?!” The Shinigami snapped.
“Why, little Alan, I’ve been following you and the lovely Eric for some time now. He’s probably dreadfully worried.”
“W-what?” Alan couldn’t help the slight tremble in his voice. “What do you want with me?”
“It’s simple; I want you to tell me how I can access the Library.” Alec smiled.
Alan’s eyes widened. “How do you know about our realm? That’s secret! That’s-“ Alan paused, realization washing over him. “You’re a demon, aren’t you? You want all the souls that are locked away!”
Alec clicked. “Bingo! You got it! Well done, Alan.”
“I’m not telling you. I won’t let you glutinous demons steal the souls away!”
Alec’s eyes darkened. “You don’t have a choice. You will discover that I’m very… persuasive. Just tell me what I need to know, and I will set you free.”
“Liar! If I told you how to access the library, that would mean you could access our realm! I won’t put my friends in danger.”
Alec stormed towards the reaper, bringing his fist harshly down against Alan’s face.
“Don’t you raise your voice at me, Shinigami scum!”
Alan’s breath hitched in his throat as his chest tightened. ‘Oh no, not now. Not now!’ He grabbed onto his chest, gasping loudly.
“This is why I should’ve captured the blondie.” Alec muttered to himself. “He won’t die so quickly.”
“L-leave E-Eric alone!” Alan panted.
Alec smirked. “Touch a nerve, did I? Either you talk, or I’ll do some nasty little things to your pretty little boyfriend.”
“N-no. Eric’s s-stronger than me. He- he’ll fight you off- aghn!” Alan wheezed, coughing manically and holding onto the fabric of his shirt, waiting for the attack to subside.
“He may be strong, but he’s nothing against me. I’ll make you talk… sooner or later. After all, I’m hungry.“
“N-no…”
“No?” Alec questioned, eyebrows raised. “We’ll see about that.” He slammed Alan into the wall, keeping him there and adding more pressure onto the reaper’s heart. Alan gasped and spluttered, his face scrunched up in poorly concealed pain. “Does that hurt?” Alec asked in a sweet tone, pouting at him mockingly.
“Unhand m-me!”
Alec pushed him harder. “Now now, Alan. What did I say? No shouting or you’ll wake up the neighbours.”
Alan squeezed his eyes shut, attempting to picture himself anywhere but there. How did this demon know about him and Eric? Why did he choose to follow them, of all reapers?
His breath began to even out and Alec stepped away from him, still smirking.
“Now that you’re settled, we’ll begin.”