Fairyl's Hive 1} Fairyl and Dewwey

Dewwey stepped in timidly, taking in the surroundings with quite the curiousity. This wasn't like the hive that she was just in with the sewers OR her hive in the forest. "This... I-is a nice place, miss..."

Of course you can't trust just anyone, Dewwey! The hell were you thinking?! Dewwey tried to do the only thing she's known to do: Hide. Without another thought, she instinctively attempted to bite Fairyl and run away to hide within the hive for a chance of survival.

Dewwey darted under the nearest furniture, which happened to be under a table dressed with table cloth. Genius, I know. She backed into it and balled herself. If only she hadn't snuck out, NONE of this would have every happened...

Dewwey grabbed onto Fairyl's wrist with one hand and bit down as hard as she could on one of her fingers. Her worn down teeth couldn't do much, but any sort of defense is better than none. She also attempted to kick at Fairyl, but couldn't get a good angle for any damaging ones.

Dewwey easily fell over, despite how light the injury was. She watched the bronze spill from her chest and dribbles of it from her chin. Instead of fighting back, she attempted to crawl away from this clear maniac while holding one hand to her bleeding chest.

Dewwey screeched, feeling her ankle get crushed underneath. Her tears dripped onto the floor faster than before as she struggled under Fairyl. Dewwey turned to face the troll who had her fate sealed. "W-why... Would you..." She couldn't finish before running out of breath from heavy breathing.

She screamed once more, desperate to pull away from the crazed troll. Dewwey felt her sweater staining with darkened blood as it drained from her neck, trying to keep it covered with her hand and dragging herself

"I-if my lusus was here, y-you wouldn't have a chance...!" She used her good foot to carefully aim a kick, attempting to get Fairyl in the stomache but ultimately failing. Sighing in defeat, she decided the only thing she could do is reason, "W-what do you want... J-just bloodshed? Then... T-take what you want..."

"I-it's not like I'll escape anyways..." Dewwey watched her put the knife away, now concocting a plan in her mind. This was going to take patience, but could work like in the movies she watched. "I-i just ask for one thing..."

Dewwey gestured for Fairyl to come closer, almost as close as two matesprites would. "T-tell whatever Gog you pray to that I'll be awaiting your arrival." With that, she dug her claws into Fairyl's shoulder as hard as she could. This time it was able to draw blood, but it wasn't anything scarring. She used this opportunity to then pull herself out from under the table and arm herself by swiping one of the vases nearby, assuming she had one.

Instead of aiming the vase in her hands at Fairyl, Dewwey threw it far behind Fairyl and onto the floor where it shattered into many porcelain pieces. After throwing, she used the table as support to drag herself up, removing her scarf and arming herself with it. She glared at her captor, "Y-you might scare me, b-but I can take you on!"

The punch got a good hit on her jaw, causing her to fall back onto the ground. Bronze poured from her mouth and onto the floor like a fountain. Undeterred, she pushed herself back up and held both ends of her scarf with both of her shaky hands, attempting to trip Fairyl instead of choke her like she had planned.

Dewwey managed to roll away, but not uninjured, still getting a nasty kick to the spine. That's gonna hurt in the morning! She grumbled in pain and tried to stand, but settled for kneeling due to her ankle that bled all over. Dewwey spat out some of the blood in her mouth and looked up at Fairyl. "I-is that all you got...?"

"T-that sounds horrible! No thanks!" She faked a smile and tried to pull herself off of Fairyl's grip. "I-in fact, I'd like to get to my hive w-with as much of my own blood as possible, thank you!"

Dewwey cried out in agony, hearing her other ankle snap just like the first one, "W-what makes you think I'll trust you w-with keeping me alive?! I-i already can't walk!" She struggled more and more, but the blood loss was weakening her slowly but surely. Dewwey, in a last ditch effort, aimed her claws and swiped at Fairyl's face, attempting to claw her eyes.

Dewwey wiped Fairyl's blood off of herself with her free hand, still trying to escape from the crazed troll. "T-this is another one of your tricks... Y-you'll just... You'll..." Dewwey then looked down at herself, the bronze liquid making a mess of her clothes. Jeez, maybe she should be more careful- "Y-you'll just keep hurting me until I'm dead!" She aimed one last swipe with her free hand, this time going for Fairyl's neck.

With that, Dewwey was instantly knocked out, and left with a bleeding skull on top of all the other injuries she accumulated. Even though her body was limp, she still breathed, albiet shakily and fast.

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