Whumper using a power washer on Whumpee, starting from their legs. Whumpee screaming as the high pressure water slowly goes up each leg, shaving off flesh and muscles till it reaches the bone.
Whumper leaving Defiant Whumpee in a deep dark hole, with no way out. Whumpee trying to claw their way out and slipping halfway every time, their nails ripped and bleeding.
Fire Whumper - Every touch, even gentle, burns Whumpee, causing blisters and areas where the skin died. Whumpee constantly feeling too hot and covered in sweat, passing out from heatstroke.
Water Whumper - Casually holding Whumpee down with their hand over Whumpee’s face, drowning them. Whumpee always feeling cold and damp, getting some kind of bacterial fungal infection.
Wind Whumper - Throwing Whumpee around like a ragdoll and hitting them against things with just a wave of their hand. Whumpee flinching at the feeling of any breeze, having really bad windburn and dry eye.
Earth Whumper - Their hits are hard, sharp, and heavy, leaving Whumpee out of breath and trembling face down on the ground. Whumpee layered with bruises and incorrectly healed bones, usually covered in some kind of dust or dirt.
Butcher Whumper, famous for having the best pork in town and immortal Whumpee, constantly being cut up and ripped apart by Whumper to feed his customers.
A Whumpee who never worked a day in their life being forced to do hard labor by Whumper. Whumpee waking up sore all over the next day from muscles, tendons, and joints that aren’t used to working so hard.
Whumpee, who has been in Whumpers captive since birth, escaping and seeing the outside world for the first time, only to experience the worst parts of it.
Whumper trapping Whumpee, a great and powerful mythical figure, in a weaker, smaller form so they can control them and make Whumpee do what ever they want.
It has been almost a week since those words left Superhero’s mouth, firm and no room for argument or otherwise. Hero was more than a little reluctant but Hero followed orders, they had to.
So all Hero could do as they shook Villain awake for the sixth time in the past five minutes was scrunch up their nose slightly.
“… Hero… p-please... Just let me close my eyes…” Villain’s slurred dazedly.
Hero didn’t say anything instead just pulled Villain to stand up straighter. “Don’t lean” Hero said their voice not betraying their unease and dread. “If you lean you’ll drift off.”
“H-hero…. Please” Their voice cracked in the way that made Hero’s ribs ache.
“If you just told superhero the coordinates you can sleep” Hero mumbled finding it harder and harder to keep their voice steady.
Villain flinched looking at hero as if they had just kicked a puppy. “Why are you being like this?”
Hero didn’t answer.
Villain swayed on their feet even with the Hero’s hands gripping their arm to keep them steady.
The temptation to let Villain fall asleep on them was just starting to creep up in to Hero’s mind, when the memory of what Superhero did to Hero the last time flashed in to their mind. Retraining was brutal, and Hero had just gotten out of it. They didn’t want to go back to that hall.
The stench of antiseptic and the burn of the ropes were still engrained in to the memory of their senses. So when they looked back down at Villain’s shuddering form they knew there was nothing they could do for them. It didn’t reduce the way their throat ached when Villain sniffled though.
“Just tell them the coordinates” Hero said a bit softer than they would have if Superhero was there with them. “Then you can sleep, I’ll personally find you the best bed we have to offer.” They coaxed.
“Go shove that bed up your ass!” It was more of a sob than a taunt.
Hero frowned. Even without sleep for the past one hundred and fifty or so hours Villain was still mouthing off. It comforted them slightly – only slightly - to know that Villain was at least still Villain. They were still themselves.
“Hey now I don’t think I can shove a whole bed up my ass” Hero tried to keep Villain’s mind off the heaviness of their eyes.
“Give me the bed, ropes and thirty minutes I’ll show you exactly how I can make it fit” Villain snarled.
“Give us the coordinates and I’ll make sure it can be arranged”
“Arrange yourself to go shove the coordinates up your ass too”
“Can you stop telling me to shove things up my ass? Be a bit more creative”
“Let me sleep and I’ll show you how creative I can be”
Hero sighed, they were just going around in circles. “Look. I have orders to not let you sleep until you spill”
The sound Villain made could barely be called human. It was a sound of a creature in pain and despair, a groan of sorts. “I don’t know okay?!” They wailed. “I don’t know the coordinates! I’m not the one calling the shots.. please… please just let me sit down for five minutes…”
“Who’s calling the shots then?”
“I don’t know….” They said. “How many times do I have to tell you?”
Villain broke into a fit of sobs.
“What do you mean you don't know” Hero's brows furrowed.
“I mean I don't know!” Villain half shouted half sobbed, words coming in a slurred jumble. They leaned on Hero. “Jus lemme…. Lemme close m’eyes…” they mumbled eyes fluttering closed.
Hero cradled the back of Villian's neck. “Stay awake Villian. C’mon… tell me what else you're gonna shove in my unmentionables.” Hero coaxed gently.
Villian didn't say anything, just leaned in to the touch more heavily and started to drift off until Hero let go of them.
“Villian…” Hero sighed. There has to be a way. A better way. To get answers. This wasn't it.
This was wrong.
“You're the same as them now…” The slurred words stabbed Hero in the heart. Hero softened further after all this was their Villain.
“Villain I-”
“Are you letting that stubborn thing lean on you Hero? I thought you'd learnt better by now.” Hero didn't even hear Superhero walk in.
“S-Superhero I-”
“Enough. We'll be talking about this little stunt later.” Superhero sauntered forward. “For now… open your damn eyes. Tell me what I need to know Villian or we'll resort to something else to… encourage you”
Villian whimpered “I don't know… I don't know what you want I don’t know the coordinates I don't know anything!”
Superhero was silent for some time the silence broken by villains hacking sobs.
Superhero was across the room in a blink of an eye grabbing Villian by the front of their shirt.
“Do I look like I'm buying your pathetic lies Villain? You're connected to this. And you're going to regret keeping this information from me.”
Villain was trembling, breaths coming in gasps and huffs. All hero could do was look at the floor and try not to show the fear in their own eyes.
“Hero. Get the shots.” Superhero snapped.
Uh oh… that's not good. Hero twisted their fingers behind their back hesitantly shifting their weight from foot to foot.
“Don't make me ask again.”
Hero flinched ever so slightly at the steele in superhero's voice before rushing out of the room to get the shots.
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When hero came back, they wished they hadn't. Superhero had Villain pinned to a wall by their neck as they kicked around screaming obscenities while crying.
“No! No! Please! I don't know! I don't know! Get your fucking hands off me! NO!” Villian's eyes darted to hero.
“HERO! HERO PLEASE STOP THIS! HELP ME”
Hero gulped down whatever it was that clogged their throat and looked away. They couldn't stand to look at Villian. If they had a choice they wouldn't even be in the room to listen to Villian's screams.
“Hero. The shots.”
Superhero held out one hand, with an almost bored expression, while the other kept a firm grip on Villians neck. Villian's screams of protest continued with the thrashing.
Hero froze.
They couldn't. They couldn't move, they couldn't give Superhero the injection. They couldn't. They couldn't.
“Hero.”
Superhero’s tone sent a chill down Hero’s spine and Their legs moved on their own.
Hero didn't dare look up. They couldn't look at the Villian's eyes. Couldn't look at the betrayed expression that was surely etched in to their features.
“You've gone soft hero. We’ll have to fix that.”
Hero gulped.
“But one problem at a time.” Superhero said as they pressed the needle against villains. If Villain was thrashing before hero didn't know what to call this. Villain let out a shrill scream.
“NO! NO DON'T! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! PLEASE!”
Superhero didn't stop though. They kept on going. They held villain down and pressed the syringe to their neck slowly pushing the liquid in. Villain screamed and cried out while hero could only stare at the ground wishing they were anywhere but here.
The screams was what hero couldn't bare. The screams that turned in to sobs.
Superhero pulled back. “You can sleep now if you want. We're not going to stop you. When you wake up, what that drug does to you will… encourage you to talk to us.” Their voice deceptively gentle.
Villain slumped against the wall, shoulders wracked in sobs but superhero paid no mind to them anymore.
Whumper putting Whumpee in a bunny costume for Easter. Making them have to walk/hop around on all fours. As a treat, Whumper gives them a carrot when following orders. When breaking a rule or disobeying, Whumpee is put into a small crate or chased by haunting dogs.
Whumper teaching Whumpee something, smacking their wrist each time they get something wrong or don’t do something perfectly. Whumpees wrist starting to bleed and blister.
Whumper who collects the eyes of different Whumpees, labeling them by name and color. Their most prized and rare eyes being kept on the very top shelf for all to see.
Whumpee heard the vampire whistle and immediately got up and out of bed. The vampire whistle was a quiet little thing, sort of worked like a dog whistle — it was created only to be heard by vampires. Their sire used it to tell them to come to the common area.
Whumpee and their two roommates shuffled out of their room into the corridor, heading to the room where most of their rituals took place. "Do you think we'll get to eat today?" one of their roommates asked.
"Dunno," Whumpee said. "Doesn't serve anyone to speculate."
They were starved and sleep deprived, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that they served their sire and the group. Their sire kept them safe from vampire hunters, so long as they obeyed perfectly.
They entered the common area one by one, then took their places kneeling on the ground. Whumpee knelt down and bowed their head, not even wanting to look at today's sacrifice. Lately, they'd been having doubts. And doubts were bad.
Slowly, the murmurs of the other vampires and the sounds of them taking their places died down. Their sire started speaking.
"My children," they began, deep, pleasant voice carrying through the enormous room. "I summoned you all here today because we've got a bit of a conundrum on our hands."
Whumpee glanced up. The human was kneeling on the ground by their sire's feet, hands bound, head bowed. They could see the human's tears falling to the ground one after the other. They were shaking.
"This human is a vampire hunter."
Whumpee's neighbour hissed. The other vampires all started hissing one by one. Whumpee hissed, though they found nothing at all detestable about a disgraced, neutralised hunter.
"Their blood smells delicious, as you must all be able to tell."
Whumpee could tell. It smelled so delicious, that they were quite sure they couldn't get a drop of it. The delicious humans' blood always went to their sire.
"But their skills… They are useful. So we've arrived at a crossroads. Do I turn them? Or do I eat them?"
It was a rhetorical question. The members of the group didn't get to make choices like this, but their sire was always kind enough to make them feel a little included.
The human made a sound of distress. Whumpee perked up, their starved body on edge and tense at the prospect of a possible meal, no matter how much they tried to tell themself they wouldn't even get a lick of it. Their body never stopped hoping. Their body was an animal's.
"Look upon us and witness my power," their sire said loudly. "Yet another hunter I protected you from!"
"Hail!" a vampire shouted.
"Hail!" Whumpee shouted.
"Hail!" they all yelled in unison.
Their sire leaned down and bit into the human's neck, and Whumpee could almost feel the taste on their own tongue as they watched. Then, fangs still in their neck, they reached down to the human's belt and pulled out their stake, positioning the point of it over the human's heart.
The human wept.
They wouldn't be turned. They were food, their sire had decided. Whumpee accepted the decision easily. Their sire knew best.
Their sire plunged the stake into the human's heart as they drained them dry, to keep them from turning. The vampires cheered. Whumpee cheered.
They wanted to go back to bed so bad. Their knees ached.
Their sire pulled their fangs out and wiped the blood from their mouth, kicking the human so their lifeless body toppled over. "Get rid of the corpse."
Whumpee and the other vampires stood and rushed over to the body, dropping to their knees and biting and tearing wherever they could reach. This was standard procedure: everything besides the bones would be devoured. It had little nutritional value, but Whumpee was so hungry, everything mattered. So they fought, elbowed each other, clawed at each other, trying to get more of the human's flesh.
They had been humans, once. All of them. How lucky they were to have been turned and initiated instead of what this hunter ended up as.
Whumpee gulped down raw flesh and intestines. The vampire beside them was chowing down the heart. The vampire across them was tearing apart a hand finger by finger into bite sized pieces.
"Eat, my children," their sire said tenderly. "And tomorrow the work continues."
Whumpee fearfully watched as Whumper fell to the floor.
The stranger paid no mind to them while they tied Whumper to a chair.
"You messed with the wrong person", the stranger grabbed Whumper by the hair and pulled their head back.
"Go to hell", Whumper yelled.
"Got a lot to say for being at my mercy", the stranger turned suddenly realizing there was a witness present.
"Who are you?", the stranger had their full attention on Whumpee now.
"Don't mind them Cash, just useless garbage that lives here rent free", Whumper groaned weakly, "just leave already."
"I'm not talking to you", the stranger slapped Whumper on the cheek, then turned back to Whumpee and nodded.
"M-my name is Whumpee, I'm th-their slave", Whumpee shook, "please, I beg of you have mercy on me", Whumpee bowed.
"A slave you say?", the stranger turned to Whumper.
"Don't look at me like that.. I bought them fair and square, Cash", Whumper tried to shake out of the bindings, "fuck, let me go."
"I came to collect what's due to me, but I have a change of plans", the stranger grinned, then turned to Whumpee, "you buying humans with my money?"
"No", Whumper shook their head.
Cash turned to Whumpee.
"If you have any belongings or anything in this house you want, pack them. Do not come back to this room", the stranger led them out to the doorway, "I'll find you when I'm done here."
"Whumpee don't listen to them. They are very dangerous and are trying to kill me, stay where you are", Whumper pleaded.
"Ma-may I grab something before I leave this room", Whumpee looked back at the stranger.
"Yes you may", Cash nodded.
Whumpee walked to Whumper and reached for a necklace they wore. They yanked it from Whumper's neck and pocketed the chain and item that hung from it.
Before they left the room they grabbed their favorite blanket and stuffie.
"I-I apologize, three things. I forgot these were in here", Whumpee looked down.
"Now remember, pack the belongings you want and wait for me to come and find you. Do not leave and DO NOT come by this room again", they grinned, "am I clear?"
"Y-yes", Whumpee nodded.
"No", Whumper yelled after them, "Whumpee, please come back."
Whumpee packed what little they had in two plastic bags. There wasn't much for them in the house. They now waited on the bottom step for the stranger.
Cash rounded the corner and saw that they were waiting.
"Oh good, I was wondering if you'd run. I'm glad to see someone knows how to follow directions", they grinned, "do you have every...thing... that's not a lot at all."
"Yes master, I-I don't have much, but I do not need much to be happy", Whumpee bowed lowly.
"Master?", the Cash questioned, "hmm, I like the sound of master. I think you will find your new life fairly enjoyable, as long as you behave." They grinned, "I have a feeling you will be quite easy to spoil my dear, if you follow directions."
Whumpee nodded, "I will be happy with whatever you give me Master. I will do my best to be good for you Master."
"Then come along", they opened the door.
"I-is Whumper dead?", Whumpee whispered.
Cash gave them a look that said they shouldn't be asking such questions.
"I-I only ask for piece of mind... th-that I'll never see them again", Whumpee looked down before walking to the door.
"You will never see that trash again", the master nodded, "they stole from me, but unfortunately, the lesson they just learned doesn't help them in the afterlife."
Whumpee stared out of the window, it had been a long time since they had left the house.
"Traffic is terrible", Cash mumbled.
Whumpee's stomach rumbled.
Whumpee made a horrified face and turned to Cash.
"Are you hungry?", they grinned.
"No master", Whumpee shook their head quickly.
"I don't like liars", they moved lanes so they could pull into a restaurant, "you haven't eaten anything today?"
"No master", Whumpee hugged their stomach, "I haven't eaten since Monday."
"But it's Wednesday", Cash looked at Whumpee.
"Yes Master", Whumpee nodded, "but I'm okay."
"I'm getting you some food", they frowned, "I can't believe that asshat wasn't feeding you."
Whumpee's stomach rumbled again. They made an embarrassed look.
"Do you want nuggets or a burger?", Cash turned to them.
"Fine, you can have both", Cash looked at Whumpee's stomach.
Whumpee took a giant bite from the burger.
"Taste good?", Cash grinned as they reached for one of Whumpee's fries, "your fries are my fries, that's why I got a large."
"This taste delicious", Whumpee smiled at Cash, "thankyou Master."
"You're welcome", Cash looked to the road again, "I'm glad you are happy."
Whumpee nodded excitedly before taking another big bite, "mmm", they hummed.
"Tell me about that necklace you took", Cash made a serious face.
"Necklace?" Whumpee thought for a moment, "oh", they reached for their pocket.
Cash pulled into a neighborhood.
"Whumper broke the original chain", Whumpee handed it to Cash, "the chain was my father's and the ring was my mom's. Whumper took the chain and sold it. They came home drunk that night. They always threatened to sell the ring as well."
"Very nice", Cash looked it over and started to hand it back to Whumpee.
"Y-you don't want it?", Whumpee nervously looked down at the ring in their master's hand.
"It's yours, isn't it?", Cash frowned.
"Y-yes, but you're my master", Whumpee shakingly took the broken chain and ring, "Whumper said they owned everything of mine. Because they owned me."
"I'm not taking it, Whumpee. It's yours. I'm sorry the chain was lost. I'll help you find a safe place to put it", Cash pulled into a driveway, "we are home."
"Home?" Whumpee looked up.
Cash nodded, "home. You will be taking a shower or bath as soon as we get inside. I'll find you some clean clothes to wear. When I go out next, I'll get you some clothes of your own."
Whumpee looked down at what they were wearing.
"Your clothes are worn out" Cash looked over Whumpee, "I will get you taken care of."
"What are your plans with me?", Whumpee watched as Cash got out of the car. They hurried out as well. They quickly grabbed their things.
"I want to take care of you", Cash answered, "I plan on spoiling you."
"Oh", Whumpee whispered, "will I have to do tricks."
"No Whumpee", Cash chuckled, "you just need to follow directions."
"I can do that", Whumpee smiled happily.
"And that's all I ask", Cash opened the door, "go that way to the bathroom and strip. Room at the end of the hall. Set your bags here."
Whumpee hurried and did what was said.
They covered themself when Cash came in.
"Here are some clothes for you", Cash set a few things down on the sink, "towel to dry off, loofah for cleaning. Use the soap and shampoo already in there."
"I haven't been able to clean myself for a while", Whumpee admitted.
"No offense, but I can tell", Cash sighed, "take as long as like. Come find me when you're cleaned, dried, and dressed."
Whumpee nodded.
Cash got up from bed and groggily walked to the bathroom that night.
They glanced down the hall as they walked into the bathroom.
It took them a minute; they stood in the doorway of the bathroom. Cash stepped back out and looked down the hall.
"Whumpee? What are you doing besides trying to give me a heart attack?", Cash leaned on the door frame, "why aren't you asleep?"
"I-I wasn't given permission to sleep, Master", Whumpee looked down nervously, "a-and there was a loud noise outside... i-it scared me. So I sat near your room to feel safer. I-I'm sorry."
Cash rubbed their face tiredly, "hold on."
Whumpee plays with the hem of the shirt Cash loaned to them. Their stuffed toy sits in their lap.
Cash appears in the hall again after using the bathroom and starts to walk to Whumpee.
Whumpee shrinks away cowardly as Cash picks them up.
"Where are we going?", Whumpee whispers.
"I need to sleep. You need to sleep", Cash sighed as they went back to their bedroom.
They plopped Whumpee down on the bed, walked around to the other side, climbed under the sheets, and pulled the blankets up over Whumpee.
"I'm not going to tell you to go back to the couch because of the scary noises a new house makes", Cash sighed as they got comfortable, "so for tonight, you get to sleep in my bed."
Whumpee cuddles their stuffie close, "a-are you sure?"
"I wouldn't have put you in the bed if I was unsure", Cash mumbled tiredly, "get some sleep Whumpee."
"Thankyou", Whumpee whispers before shifting slightly to get more comfortable, "good night", they whisper.
"Good night", Cash whispers.
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