[Bovice]

"Silence des enfants. Ce garçon est celui qui a tué votre maître et Luscious. Il est celui qui doit être puni, pas vous. (Silence child. This boy is the one that killed your master and Luscious. He is the one that is to be punished, not you.)" Jean-Pierre said narrowing his eyes. He grabbed the girl with TK so she wouldn't run to help Holden.

"Il est mis en place tous les maîtres. (He is all set up master.)" A man said with a bow. He doubled checked the device, to make sure Holden was strapped in tight.

"Bon, maintenant Keeper punir ce jeune vampire! (Good, now Keeper punish this young vampire!)" He said yelling at a man that was head to toe in leather.

"Melody, ne vous inquiétez pas je vais bien. (Melody, don't worry I will be fine.)" Holden said as his shirt got ripped off.

The Keeper walked up to Holden holding a club laced with nails. He smiled evilly as he raised the club and slammed it into Holden's back. He pulled it out of Holden's back and walked around to his front and slammed it into Holden's abdomen. The keeper pulled out the blood covered club and threw it to the ground.

Holden almost yelled out in pain as the club severed a few of his nerves in his back, but he didn't want to give the master the pleasure. Tears started rolling down his cheeks as the club ripped apart his organs.

The keeper came back holding hot pokers. He took one and jammed it through Holden's leg. The keeper kept doing this until he was out of pokers. There was one in each of Holden's leg's and his arm's and one through his abdomen. The keeper went to grab some more torture devices.

Holden coughed up blood as the poker went through his abdomen. He was in immense pain but he couldn't die here, Solomon would never forgive him if he did die.

The keeper came back with a Cat o' nine tails that was studded with nails up and down the 'tails'. The keeper wound back and struck Holden's back fiercely. He pulled it out and repeated striking Holden with the whip.

Holden arched as much as the device would let him. He wanted to call Solomon for help but he got himself into this mess and he needed to get himself out of it. Holden almost passed out but when the whip hit him again it jarred him out of it.

[Evil Tink]

Melody yelled out as the Keeper began to beat Holden. She covered her ears and closed her eyes tightly, but that did not help her. Her body trembled as she cried. Holden did not deserve this. It was all her fault. After a moment she looked back to Jean-Pierre, "S'il vous plaît, Monsieur, arrêtez-vous. J'étais celui qui vous fait du tort en désobéissant maîtrise. S'il vous plaît. Arrêtez.(Please, Sir, stop. I was the one who wronged you by disobeying Master. Please. Stop.)" Her legs fell from beneath her, her blue eyes pleading, "Je vais rester ici et je vais toujours à l'écoute, je le promets. S'il vous plaît laissez-le aller.(I'll stay here and I'll always listen, I promise. Please let him go.)"

Solomon cringed as he felt Holden's pain from the torture. He didn't dare interfere though. Holden had to learn his place, even if it almost killed him. He closed his eyes with a sigh, "I'm sorry Alicia, that you had to feel this."

[Bovice]

"SILENCE DES ENFANTS! (SILENCE CHILD!)" Jean-Pierre yelled.

Alicia was sobbing as she felt everything Holden did. "Why Holden?" She asked in between sobs. She was bleeding profusely.

The keeper looked at Jean-Pierre and nodded. He went to grab another device.

"Scream pour moi Holden. (Scream for me Holden.)" Jean-Pierre said with an evil smile.

"Never!" Holden said in between pants.

Jean-Pierre laughed as the Keeper came back.

The Keeper smiled when he came back with a flame thrower. He quickly lit it and threw the flames at Holden's back. The flames almost engulfed Holden.

Holden cringed as the flames reached his back, he couldn't scream out. He closed his eyes to try and get rid of the pain when suddenly it stopped.

The Keeper stopped and looked at Jean-Pierre.

A vampire in the council stood up and engulfed Holden in freezing temperatures. About -100 °F. Which would kill a normal human easily, it would be extremely uncomfortable for a vampire.

Holden's skin turned from red to a very deep blue. His blood was starting to freeze and so were his organs.

The vampire stopped and sat back down.

"Voulez-vous plus? Ou préférez-vous tuer la jeune fille? (Do you want more? Or would you rather kill the girl?)" Jean-Pierre asked as he stood up.

Holden's skin was turning back to its normal color. "Plus d'. (More.)"

Jean-Pierre laughed, "Donnez le garçon ce qu'il veut. (Give the boy what he wants.)" He said looking at the Keeper.

[Evil Tink]

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[Bovice]

The Keeper came back with an Iron Maiden like device. He quickly pulled out the pokers and unhooked Holden and threw him inside the Iron Maiden device. The keeper closed the door which had a hole in the front and back so that it wouldn't kill the vampire by puncturing the heart.

Holden winced when the pokers were pulled out, as well as cough up blood. He was impaled when he was thrown into the IM. He cried blood as the iron spikes punctured his eyes.

The Keeper opened the door after thirty minutes.

Holden fell to the ground, blood pouring out of every single part of his body.

"Vous avez prouvé que vous-même aujourd'hui Holden. Melody vous appartiennent maintenant à Holden. (You have proven yourself today Holden. Melody you now belong to Holden.)" Jean-Pierre said as he sat down in his chair. "Maintenant congé. (Now leave.)" He said as he teleported Holden and Melody back to the hotel room.

Holden tried to say something to Master but he couldn't. He suddenly found himself face down in his and Solomon's room.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon turned, throwing a young french girl at Holden, "Maintenant, faites ce que je vous ai dit fille. (Now, do as I told you girl.)"

The girl nodded taking the knife Solomon had given her and cutting her wrist a bit. She lifted Holden's head, holding her wrist just centimeters from his mouth, "Boire.(Drink.)"

Melody was about to speak when she was suddenly teleported back to the hotel room. She shook violently as she sat next to Holden, unable to believe why he had done it. Why couldn't he just kill her? That's what she would've done, or so she liked to think. Save yourself. Right? She jumped as a woman was thrown onto the bed and cut her wrist.

She watched with teary eyes, wishing she could just go back in time and tell herself to listen to Master. She may not have met Holden then, but at least he wouldn't be near death. They would've finished their time at the restaurant, enjoyed her singing, then move on to their next activity. She looked over to Solomon who was in a corner leaning on a wall. She quickly adverted her eyes to floor; seeing his were glowing a bright red, "Je..Je..es-essayé de l'arrêter...ma-is.. il ne se-serait pas juste écouter. Je suis te-tellement d-désolé. S'il vous plaît pa-pardonnez-moi. Je ferais n'importe qu-quoi pour le faire à v-vous.(I..I..tried to stop him..but..he just wouldn't listen. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I'll do anything to make it up to you.)" She yelled out as Solomon was suddenly in front of her; and now she wished he stayed in his corner.

Solomon grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off the bed, but not as angrily as he would've liked. While he was furious at what happened to Holden because of this girl, the boy also needed the lesson to learn to stay out of other people's business. He gripped her wrist tightly as he pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. "What am I going to do with you? Holden can't handle three children..." He threw her wrist down, placing his hands in his pockets as he walked out to the balcony.

After a moment of silence he spoke his voice much harsher than before, "Venez(Come.)" He glanced to Melody once she was next to him, then looked back to the city, "Vous voyez l'état Holden?(You see Holden's condition?)" He didn't dare look. The smell of Holden's blood was sickening. "C'est de votre faute. Je ne pardonnerai jamais vous et chaque fois que je te regarde, ma première pensée sera toujours ce que vous lui faire passer simplement pour que vous puissiez avoir une chance de bonheur. Maintenant va-t'en.(That is your fault. I will never forgive you and every time I look at you, my first thought will always be what you put him through just so you could have a chance at happiness. Now go away.)"

[Bovice]

Holden's vampire instinct kicked in when he smelled blood. His teeth grew and pierced the woman's skin. He kept drinking almost killing the girl when his own instinct kicked back in and he stopped, pushing the woman away from him. He cringed as his wounds healed as well as his organs. After about ten minutes his body was back to normal. He opened his eyes and looked at Solomon, "It's not her fault Solomon, I went against Master Jean-Pierre. And I got punished for it." He said said weakly. Holden finally got it in his head that he can't help everyone, and if he did he would get punished by every council.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon turned to face him, "Her disobedience started this. Either way, send her away. I don't care where or to who, just get he-"

Melody lightly tugged on Solomon's sleeve as he spoke to Holden. She didn't mean to interrupt him, but she didn't want him yelling at Holden. She didn't understand what they were saying, but she had a pretty good feeling. "S'il vous plaît ne soyez pas en colère contre lui. Je suis désolé...vous...vous pouvez même me renvoyer à Maître Jean-Pierre...si qui vous fera plaisir...(Please don't be mad at him. I'm sorry...you...you can even send me back to Master Jean-Pierre... if that will make you happy...)"

Solomon looked down at Melody with a frown. He most definitely could not send her back, Holden would get mad that he did all that for nothing. He pulled his arm away from Melody running his hand through his hair, pulling on a chunk slightly. He had to admit that he wasn't entirely mad at her. He was a bit furious at himself for allowing Holden to slip past him and get back stage in the first place. He leaned up against the railing, placing his hands on the rail, "We will take her back to London, where she will then be placed in the care of the city."

[Bovice]

Holden stood up weakly and looked at the woman, he walked over to her almost lifeless body. He kneeled down and put his hand on her head and manipulated her body to replace the blood he took, he somehow pulled moisture out of the air. "Dès que vous quitterez cette salle, vous ne me souviens pas de tout cela. Vous revenez à ce que vous faisiez avant à la main. (As soon as you leave this room you will not remeber any of this. You will go back to what you were doing before hand.)" He said as he manipulated her brain to forget what happened here. He grabbed her arm and walked her to the door and threw her out. "We will do what ever you want Solomon. He said looking at him. "I need to go and shower." He said looking down at himself. Holden grabbed some clothing and went into the bathroom.

[Evil Tink]

He nodded, "Make it relaxing Holden." He walked into the room and sat on one of the chairs watching Melody with gray eyes, "Savez-vous si vous avez de la famille ici ou n'importe où?(Do you know if you have any family around here or anywhere?)"

Melody shook her head as she came inside the room. She closed the doors to the balcony quietly before looking back to Solomon, "Je sais seulement de ceux de la Inner Circle. Maîtrise m'avait aussi longtemps que je me souvienne...(I only know of those in the Inner Circle. Master had me for as long as I can remember...)" She walked over to Solomon, her eyes red from crying earlier. She sat on the floor before him, her head tilted a bit to the side, "Je sais que vous voulez...rien à voir avec moi, mais...pourriez-vous au moins me faire une petite faveur? Comme le capitaine ne veut pas de moi plus, pourrait I. .. revenir à Roslin? Elle allait m'apprendre..euh..cette langue vous parlez à Holden.(I know you...want nothing to do with me, but...could you at least do me one small favor? Since the Master doesn't want me anymore, could I...go back to Roslin? She was going to teach me..umm..that language you speak to Holden.)"

Solomon sighed, "Je vais devoir lui demander si ça va ... si elle n'est pas déjà mort. Après tout, elle vous a été caché pendant un certain temps ... Je ne sais pas si ils vont laisser cette diapositive par.(I will have to ask her if that's okay...if she's not dead already. After all, she was hiding you for awhile...I don't know if they'll let that slide by.)"

[Bovice]

"Roslin is still alive Solomon." Holden said as he got into the shower. The hot water running down his aching body felt really good. After a good ten minute shower, he got out and dried off. When he was fully dressed he walked out by Solomon and Melody. "My body is killing me." He said looking at Solomon. He threw his bloody clothes into a trash bag and walked over to where he laid a few minutes ago. "The woman who almost froze me to death gave me a little information on elements and such. Do you know why she would do that?" He asked looking at Solomon. "I also pulled some stuff from Alicia's mind." He said as he looked at his blood stain.

He closed his eyes and hovered his hands over the stain. He manipulated the water in the blood, suddenly the blood was floating in the air. He compressed it into a ball and he moved it to the bag. He opened his eyes and felt a little light headed, but he grabbed the bag and tied it up. He went over and sat in the chair next to Solomon. He leaned his head on Solomon's shoulder, "I'm sorry for putting you through this love." Holden said as he squeezed Solomon's arm.

[Evil Tink]

Solomon sighed letting his head rest on Holdens, "It's...alright I suppose. I can't change how you act, only guide you to the right path I suppose." He ran his hand gently through Holdens hair, "Where does Roslin live? I will take her when you get some rest."

[Bovice]

Holden laughed a little bit, "No I'm fine Solomon, plus Roslin wouldn't let you or her back in without me. I'm surprised she hasn't called me yet. She usually opens the store around this time." He said glancing at his watch. "Ah I forgot, today is Thursday. She opens later because she has to go through her inventory." He said looking at Melody. "Voulez-vous aller faire du shopping? J'ai besoin d'obtenir des vêtements, et je vais vous faire une sorte de votre main ne portait pas-me-bas. (Do you want to go shopping? I need to get some clothes, and I'll get you some so your not wearing hand-me-downs.)" He said with a smile. "I think I could find you some sexy clothes to Solomon." Holden said.

[Evil Tink]

Melody tilted her head, "Je ne crains pas de les porter...Je suis habitué à seulement avoir ma robe bleue...(I don't mind wearing them...I'm used to only having my blue dress...)" She looked down, wiggling her toes. She was never given a new pair of shoes. "Je ne pourrais pas vous accabler de dépenser de l'argent sur ​​moi...vous avez fait plus que suffisant.(I couldn't possibly burden you to spend money on me...you've done more than enough.)"

Solomon sighed, "I see. I will stay here, if you don't mind. I need time to think."

[Bovice]

"Oh, chéri, je ne me dérange pas. (Oh honey I don't mind.)" Holden said with a smile. He stood up and bent over to give Solomon a kiss on the cheek. "I will be back shortly." He said as he picked up Melody. "Allons, nous allons laisser Salomon pour peu de temps seul. (Let's go, we will leave Solomon for some alone time.)" He said as he walked to the door. "Love you Solomon." He said as he walked out the door. "Je pense que je peux vous trouver une paire de mignonnes chaussures pour aller avec cette robe. (I think I can find you a cute pair of shoes to go with that dress.)" Holden said as he headed out the front door.

[Evil Tink]

Melody frowned slightly, "Vraiment..vous n'avez pas à...C'est bien...(Really..you don't have to...It's fine...)" She wrapped her arms around Holden to help support herself. She wouldn't mind walking, even barefoot. She felt bad for being carried; like she was helpless. She hated that feeling.