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Traitor	By : MyouTakara Category: Zelda > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own the Legend of Zelda, nor am I making any money off this fic (I am being bribed with fanart. Does that count?)

Chapter List
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Chapter Four
This chapter's shorter than the last two, but longer than the first. Sorry about that. The chapter ends where it will, and it wanted to end with...well, you'll see. Merry Christmas (or Happy Holidays if Christmas isn't your thing)!

He was sick at some point in the night, not quite conscious as the alcohol in his system forced his stomach to rebel uselessly against him. Gentle hands rubbed at his back, held his hair out of the way and lifted a cup of water to his lips when he was through. A soft voice murmured to him, nothing words meant to comfort.
By morning he didn't remember it at all.

A grating laugh and the sound of voices woke him. He was still blindfolded, but this time he didn't try to remove it, instead reaching up to hold his pounding head in his hands.
"So greedy, Green! You barely left any for Vio at all!" Shadow cackled from somewhere to his left. There was a muffled reply, and then footsteps approached him. "Vio~?" Shadow called in an annoying sing-song tone. "You alive over there?"
Vio groaned. THIS was why he didn't drink, ever.
Shadow chuckled, amused, and strolled calmly over to stand in front of Vio. He took his arm and pulled him up on the hard bench none too gently, and Vio made a sound of protest as his head throbbed and ached. Shadow pushed a cup against his lips and tipped it back. Vio swallowed, but his brows drew together in confusion. There was barely a mouthful of water in the cup. What was the use of that?
"Sorry, Vio." He didn't sound it. "Green drank it all. I told him he could have first dibs since you were still sleeping. There's a little bread for you, too." He pressed the morsel to Vio's lips, but yanked it back when Vio leaned forward to take it. "Easy! Easy. There you go." It was the way one would address a dog. Vio scowled but didn't comment, taking the bread from Shadow's fingers without complaint. It was so dry and stale it soaked up the water he'd been given almost instantly, and he had to fight to get it down.
Green's voice called to him, weak and raspy. "I'm sorry Vio, I tried to leave you more, I really did, but it's the first time that Shadow has given me anything!"
Vio swallowed thickly, well aware of Shadow's eyes burning holes in his head. "It's fine Green."
Shadow made some indiscernible noise in the back of his throat. He grabbed Vio's hair, ignoring his pained hiss, and jerked his head back for a kiss, his tongue plundering Vio's mouth and stealing his breath away. Distantly, Vio was aware of a gasp from Green, but he couldn't focus on him just then. "I'd love to stay and play with you some more, but unfortunately I have business to take care of. I'll be back." He kissed him once more, just a press of the lips this time, and tapped Vio's temple where the blindfold sat. "Keep that on." He left, the clicking of his boots fading away down the hall.
"Does he. . .do that often?" Green asked, his tone uncertain and perhaps embarrassed.
If Vio could have given him a deadpan look, he would have. As it was, he didn't dare to disobey. "What? Kiss me? I'm naked, Green. What do you think?" Chains clanked when he pulled his knees up to his chest, wincing as he did so, and hooked his bound wrists around them. The cell was quiet for a few moments. Vio's neck itched under the cool metal of the collar- spikeless, this time- and he reached up to try to scratch it.
"Do you. . .like it, when he does that?" There was something odd in Green's tone, but Vio didn't have the patience to analyze it just then. He glared to burn holes through Green's skull, though of course Green couldn't see it, but he was sure he heard the irritation in his voice.
"What kind of asinine question is that, Green? Of course not!" Vio snapped, cringing and trying to re-situate himself into a position that didn't hurt. He couldn't find one.
"Why don't you fight him, then? You act like you like it." Green's voice was bitter and- disappointed?
Vio took a breath to reply, but their guards cut the conversation short, banging on the metal bars with their clubs and gruffly demanding silence. Vio grimaced, holding his hands to his too-sensitive Hylian ears as his head throbbed.
Act like he liked it? That was ridiculous! That was. . .completely and undeniably true. Vio's face flamed. It was difficult not to like it, but then, that was Shadow's way, wasn't it? Make you love it, want it, want him, because in his own way he loves. . . No. No, Vio told himself firmly. You know better than that, whatever Shadow seems to think he feels. Love indeed. Vio cringed and shifted again as his body reminded him of the price of Shadow's "love." He knew there was a reason he'd never let Shadow have him before. That wasn't to say he'd never touched him, no, he'd had to touch him, but. . .he was Shadow's equal, then. An equal could say no, unlike a toy.
Shadow had a toy when Vio was with him before, back on Death Mountain. A scrawny little thing, probably a year or two younger than the Links were then. He'd walked in on Shadow "playing" with him once, and. . .well, he'd heard the whispers. He knew what would become of the boy if he didn't interfere. He kept Shadow satisfied with his hands and his mouth, promising his body later, always later, when he was ready.
There was no more later now. Shadow took that choice away. Took it like he'd taken it from the others, Vio couldn't even begin to guess how many. His. . .infatuations with his toys never seemed to last long, as far as Vio understood. Shadow didn't even notice when Vio released the boy he'd been keeping in one of the nearby villages.
And after that. . .well, he hadn't lied to Shadow when he told him he'd never been with anyone else. After Gufuu was defeated, he'd returned to Castle Town with the others, and though they soon insisted he needed to get out more ("You're the only one who's never gotten laid, Vio! What's wrong, can't get it up?" "BLUE!" Red was absolutely mortified, blushing as bright as his shirt. Sheik, who'd been visiting Green at the time, nearly choked. The memory made Vio smile.) he'd never been with anyone else, never so much as kissed another. Where Shadow had gotten the idea he was sleeping with SHAD, of all people. . .
Vio sighed. Whether or not Shadow believed him was irrelevant. The fact remained that he was a toy now, a toy Shadow was very angry with, but a toy nonetheless. Nobody knew where he or Green were, so rescue seemed unlikely. They could try to escape, but they were in the Dark World, and neither could cross the Realms like Shadow could. They'd be out of the frying pan and right into the fire. No, running wouldn't do them any good.
So, what did that leave? Shadow wouldn't kill him until he was satisfied he'd been punished enough, or grew bored of playing with him. A week, at least, a few months at most. What then? If he tried to fool him again. . .no, Shadow wouldn't fall for it a second time. Shadow intended to kill him, and he wouldn't make Vio's death quick, that wasn't his style. He liked to be showy with his executions, as he'd demonstrated on Death Mountain. Maybe he'd call all his Dark World allies to watch as he cut him, deeper and deeper, inch by inch until the throne room's floor ran red with his blood. Maybe he'd hang him from the walls outside, and leave his corpse there to rot, or toss him into a pit of raging Hinox. . .
Vio mentally shook himself. No use thinking about that now. He still had Green to consider. Shadow wasn't so angry with him. Since he'd already ruled out escape as a logical solution, maybe he could convince Shadow to let him go. . .
"Why don't you take that off?" Vio's ears twitched, flicking towards Green. "The blindfold, I mean?"
Vio sighed. "Because, Green, he'll know if I do."
"Do you always do everything he says?" Green spat, sounding disgusted. Vio chose not to answer as a Hinox lumbered past, and they lapsed into silence for a moment.
"Vio!" Green hissed urgently. "We need to get out of here. Take off your blindfold and help me look for a way out!"
Vio hesitated. They were unarmed, chained, both injured. Did they stand a chance in the Dark Realm?. . .Did they stand a better chance here, at Shadow's mercy? He'd read about natural portals between the two lands. If they could find one. . .
But if Shadow caught them trying to run, it would be so much worse.
But if they stayed, he would eventually kill them regardless.
Slowly, cautiously, Vio lifted the edges of the blindfold.
He'd cleared barely a centimeter of space to see before a blur of black and bone-white tackled him, pinning him to the floor. A fist cracked across his jaw and Shadow snarled. "You just couldn't do it, could you? One little thing I asked, just one, and you couldn't fucking do it!" One hand gripped Vio's throat and squeezed. Vio choked, grabbing frantically at Shadow's hands. "I was giving you a chance, Vio. If you had done as I said I might have rewarded you, but NO!"
Shadow released him and stood, kicking him in the ribs. Vio coughed and doubled over, clutching his chest. "You know what? Get up. I still owe you for disobeying me when I told you to drink. Get up I said!" Shadow grabbed the chain connecting his wrists and collar, yanking him up and forward. The echoing clang of metal indicated they were leaving the cell. Vio stumbled after him, trying to keep up with his quick pace. He couldn't see and it unnerved him; he tried to focus his ears to listen to echoes of the hall and get his bearings, but Shadow wouldn't let him, pulling him around one corner and then another.
Another door clanged shut; Shadow spun him around and shoved him against what felt like a large X of rough wood. Its edges dug painfully into his chest and thighs, bits of wood stabbing at his skin. Shadow snapped his fingers and the chains connecting his wrists and collar separated and shot upwards, yanking his arms with them. His feet followed suit a moment later, slamming him spread-eagle with his chest against the cross of the X. He could see only a sliver of dim light beneath the blindfold. The flickering torches cast ominous shadows along the wall.
The irony of this- shadows cast in the shadow world- struck him only a moment before something else that stung a lot more. Vio's muscles spasmed and he bit back a scream as he tried futilely to jerk away from the crack of the whip, leaving bloodied welts across the already-torn skin of his back. His struggles earned him only large splinters from the rough wood. Furious, Shadow hit him again and again until he could hold back his screams no longer, five, ten, twenty, twenty-five lashes in quick succession across his body.
Shadow was breathing heavily, more from anger than exhaustion, when he finally lowered the whip. He rested the wooden handle against Vio's neck and dragged it down, pulling at the skin of the whip-marks and other wounds, pressing hard on Vio's bruises. Vio whimpered weakly, and Shadow rammed the handle against a cross between two of the lashes, twisting it to make him scream. Chuckling, he dragged it the rest of the way down until it rested against the crack of Vio's ass. "Hold this for me, would you?" He murmured, shoving the thick wood into Vio's aching hole.
Vio shrieked and thrashed, though it earned him nothing more than more splinters. Shadow laughed as he pulled the handle out and shoved it roughly back in a few more times. "Make that sound again. Scream for me."
Vio sucked in a breath and bit down hard on his lip. Shadow growled with displeasure, thrusting the whip's handle deep and leaving it there, hanging down between Vio's legs. He leaned in close, dragging his tongue over Vio's ear.
"I hope you didn't forget that I owe Green a punishment too. I warned you he would pay the price for your behavior. It's almost unfair, really." He bit the ear until he drew blood and Vio stifled a whimper. Pulling back, Shadow turned to address someone else who was (presumably) in the cell with them. "Green! Tell you what, I'll give you a choice. Since you didn't do anything, you can push off your punishment on Vio if you want. I'll beat you or I'll beat him. Which is it?"
Vio took a breath, preparing to yell a denial- don't do it, Green!- but Green beat him to it.
"I-I. . .him. Beat him."
Vio's eyes flew wide under the blindfold. H-He couldn't. Green- Green wouldn't-
"Oh~, you hear that Vio?" Shadow cackled, voice full of sadistic glee. "Now that wasn't very nice of Green, was it? I'm feeling generous, so I'll give you the option to reject that if you want. Do you want me to stop hurting you, pet?"
Stop? ...Yes. Yes he wanted it to stop. But...But he didn't want to hurt Green.
When had Green gotten there, anyway? Vio thought he would have heard another pair of footsteps. . .
. . .there wasn't another pair of footsteps.
Of course! The blindfold, Green's odd silences, it all made sense now!
Though his voice was raspy and hoarse from screaming, he felt confident. "It doesn't matter what you do. That's not Green, and I know it isn't. You never had him in the first place, did you? That's why I never see you both at the same time, and how you're always suddenly there. You've been pretending to be him this entire time!"
Vio expected him to deny it, but Shadow fell silent for a few moments. "Would you stake his life on that, Vio?" Shadow asked slowly.
Vio hesitated for only a second. His logic was sound. "Yes. That's not Green. Green wouldn't say such things. And I know all about your little trick, that you can look like us, so don't even try that on me."
Shadow laughed. Long and hard he laughed. Vio had no doubt that he was doubled over and clutching his stomach he was laughing so hard.
"That's what you think? And you'll bet on it? All right. I'll take your bet. You're going to regret it." His footsteps echoed loudly in the silent dungeon as he strode back towards Vio. "I'll let the Hinox beat him, break a few bones with their clubs. When they've finished, they'll toss him into the pit room. You remember that, don't you? The wet, the cold. Maybe, maybe if you apologize to me properly, I'll make sure he won't drown." His ice-cold fingers touched Vio's cheek, brushing over the blindfold. "Last chance. Take it back and I won't hurt him."
Shadow was messing with him. He didn't have Green. He couldn't. Vio took a breath to steady himself. "No."
Shadow scoffed. "Have it your way." He yanked off the blindfold, leaning in so close that Vio could see nothing but his half-crazed red eyes and bone-white (why did it change?) hair. "You're right, I can take the form of any of you. But, oh Vio~, foolish, foolish Vio. Green's right there." He pulled back, and there was Green, floating suspended in a tangled web of shadow magic that wrapped around his body and gagged his mouth. He looked like he'd been in a fight; one eye was swollen shut and crimson stained his clothing. His one visible eye, normally so determined, was wide with fear.
"You see, Vio. . ." Shadow made his way over to standing next to Green, his appearance shifting with every step. Blond leached into white locks, deathly pale skin tanned, and black ran from his clothing like ink, leaving it green. Shadow turned and blinked, and those hateful red eyes became hate-filled blue; his lips twisted into an ugly smirk that did not belong on Green's face. "You're wrong. And now Green will pay."
Vio's heart stopped.

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