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To Dispel the Demon

Beck smiled and made his way back to the room to do just as he said he pulled out a book he relly wanted to raise something stronger then a skeleton
 
Vincent was there like he was. He sounded asleep, his back turned to the door and his tail hanging over the side of the bed.
 
Time slowly passed and Vincent finally got up, though he got up as if he was awake the whole time. "Oh your back." Vincent said "Find anything interesting?"
 
"Ooh? Well I guess you were not sold very far then. We just skipped over a few towns for safety." Vincent lied, he was lying so much. But he knew Beck wouldn't know. He told Haven and luckily she was stuck only on freeing slaves to notice anything.
 
"Oh? Sounds like my type of man... perhaps I can take some pointers from him." Vincent said with a grin.
 
"Why? Everything went so smoothly this morning! With my power.. you're unstoppable. No slave master can command you again... that man is nothing to you now." Vincent told Beck soothingly.
 
"I'm actuallt still pretty human," Beck said. "I'm greatful to you for helping me... but, I am still afraid" Beck looked at him "I... might need to be more sneeky so I don't break and cry," he ment of course having Vincent do smaller acts of mischeif even poisoning if it would be something his first master had no children but many woman, all willing and all just as horrid as him.
 
"Hmm, well I think if you face your last master... you will feel a sense of peace.. and it will really show how much you've come as a slave." Vincent told Beck. "Maybe we should leave him for when you can do this." Vincent said.
 
"I don't want... to... to leave the slaves when I am here and have the power to help." Beck was torn oh how Vincents words made him want to go elsewhere but he needed to do this. "I'm so tempted to just let you kill him,"
 
"Oh yeah...?" Vincent said with a soft smile, "But I don't think he is my man to kill... as I have no blood against him."
 
Beck huffed and laid back in the floor book still in his lap. He stared at the ceiling "I'm still not to sure how to think about my life as a slave you know... how to feel about my masters or other slaves,"
 
"Your new life is not fragile. There is no possible way you can be put back into slavery." Vincent said, examining his nails a bit.
 

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