What is in a name
I dont play the sue me game
If it is me you want to blame
Remember I dont have money cus I'm lame
Angst and Violence
R
3+4
Plot: Quatre is Kidnapped and tortured by one of his old enemies. Will Trowa
and the others find him in time.
“Talk”
‘Thoughts’
//Flashbacks//
The Winner Kidnapping Part 3
by Markanovanlink
"Dorothy Catalonia."
"In the flesh, Mr. Winner." The dark room gave Dorothy an evil shadowy appearance. Her long blonde hair had an eerie gray shine due to the lack of light. Her eyebrows gave her a demonic look. She stood behind Quatre and grabbed his hair as a TV screen lowered itself from the ceiling. The TV came on illuminating the room with a bluish glow.
"This is channel 69 news here on the scene of where one, Quatre Raberba Winner, was kidnapped earlier today. The fire to the mansion was recently put out. No casualties reported and no new information about the whereabouts of the Winner heir..." The screen went off in an echoing click as it went back up into the ceiling.
"I spent a lot of money on you, Mr. Winner." Dorothy let Quatre's hair go and walked around so that she stood directly in front of him. Dorothy placed the tip of her knife under Quatre's chin. "I wanted to see you, but you have been so busy lately that it is hard to get in contact with you." Dorothy sat down in Quatre's lap still holding the knife in same place. "Quatre I want to let you know that I have been watching you. Ever since our duel, I have did nothing but think about you. And now that I have you, I can do what I have only dreamt about doing to you." Dorothy moved the knife away from Quatre's chin, placed both of her hands on his face, and stared into his aqua eyes.
Quatre looked into her cold sky blue eyes saying, "What happen to you Dorothy?"
"Mr. Winner, you never cease to amaze me. Nothing has happen to me. I just want to let you know how much I love to see you in battle. Your innocence and kindness makes you a different kind of soldier. A soldier that would put another’s life before his own. Sometimes even his objectives are ignored so innocents can be saved. At first, I thought kindness had no place in a war until I met you. You let me win that duel so I could see the error of my ways. Well, Mr. Winner, I have changed. I'm not in love with war anymore. I'm in love with something even greater, raw human emotion. I want to test the limitations on kindness. Testing how much one can give before he himself loses his kindness. I had to find a subject who was innocent, pure, and kind. Who would be a better candidate than you Mr. Winner?"
Dorothy closed the space between them by kissing Quatre. Dorothy ran her tongue along the cut on Quatre's face. "You, Mr. Winner, are really sweet."
"What exactly are you going to do to me?"
"I am going to test you."
"How?"
"All in due time Mr. Winner.” Dorothy stood up and walked out of the dark room.