New toy

Ryland carried Mikey up to his room, ordering a younger vampire to bring him some things on his way up. He couldn't tell if the avian was semi-concious or unconscious but either way it didn't matter. He wasn't putting up a fight. The vampire quickly undressed Mikey and took the note from the man's pocket, placing it on his bare chest.

A knock came at the door and Ryland smiled, going to accept the things he wanted. "Accessories for my pet," he explained although he wasn't sure if Mikey could hear him or not as he buckled a large dog collar on the avian. "I'll need some tags for you in case you get lost. I guess I won't let you out of the room for awhile. He gently lifted Mikey so the note wouldn't fall off and placed him into the large cage, locking the door. There was enough room for someone of Mikey's size to stand up inside of it and move a little. Better let him keep the note. It's more painful that way.

Ryland walked over to the cage and grinned. "So you're awake, Birdie. Sorry your pretty wing got broken." He pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Of course I'm not. You're my pet. I don't have to be sorry to the likes of you," Ryland chuckled. "I think I may have you moved into a storage room... but how will everyone know you're mine..." He started thinking aloud.

"Not yet," Ryland grinned and looked around. "I can't let you stay in my room." He got up from hs chair and walked over to his wardrobe, opening the door and bending to pull something from a box.

Ryland straightened, a flash of silver visible for a few moments as he did so. "Your clothes are gone."

Ryland turned around and started walking towards the Avian slowly, knife in hand. "I had them burned."

"I thought I'd have some watermelons brought up here, and I'd carve them in an elaborate flower design," Ryland inspected it. "I thought you were supposed to be smart, Russell."

Ryland opened a drawer and pulled out a syringe. "Now be a good Birdie. and this won't hurt... much."

"Mikey Mikey Mikey," Ryland shook his head. "What am I going to do with you?" He grinned as he opened the door to the cage. "Don't do anything stupid. You can't get away with it here."

Ryland leapt forward and stuck the needle in Mikey's arm without touching him. Looking down he commented, "Lucky jab, I hit a vein. Now this drug won't necessarily relieve all your pain, but you'll start feeling quite numb in a bit. There is also a hallucinogenic side effect that we haven't been able to get rid of yet."

"I'm bored, I can, and I don't give a damn about you," Ryland smiled sweetly as he began carving letters into the Avian's chest.

"If I look like I grow a second head or something then tell me. It's always amusing to know what people see when on this drug. We've never tested it on Avians before and our main test subject hasn't been quite right in days." Ryland finished and wiped the blood on a handkerchief from his pocket. "A bit juvenile but it serves its purpose."