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You woke up in a strange place. Blinking confused you, glance around the black and red room before slowly leaning up not sure where you were. A clock ticked somewhere in the background slowly giving your already aching head a throbbing headache. Groaning in pain you feel a sharp jolt go up your side. Touching where it hurt you paused brushing your fingers over your torne suit. The flesh there was tender and sore but recently healed.
Who healed you? Not Zatanna or Nabu. And it definitely was not your magic. You hadn't healed naturally either. Observing your surroundings hoping for some clues gothic decorations covered the interior of this place making your mind real. This wasn't base. It didn't belong to Nabu either. What was going on? Was this some kind of weird safe house? It didn't seem like Batman's style.
Ding dong
Head shooting up in shock as this wasn't your house and you don't know how you got there, you slowly slipped off the black leather couch you'd been comfortably laying on before you snapped awake. Glancing around the Victorian looking place with curiosity you began limping towards the door feeling hope flutter in your chest. Maybe it was your friends?
Pausing as you lean against the door and look through the peephole you gasp before slapping a hand over your mouth. His red eyes snap up and even though there's a door between you, you feel like he's staring into your soul. Stumbling back you fall onto the grand staircase behind you. Klarion? Was this his doing? That would explain the house's strange aesthetic.
"I know you can hear me
Open up the door.
I only want to play a little~"
Klarion chirped speaking through the door in a happy tone as Teekl meowed in agreement. Scooting back you stare at the only thing separating the two of you in disbelief.
Snapping out of it, hands scrambling for a grip you quickly push yourself up and clench the banister in between your shaky fist. Running up the stairs as best as you can with your impaired leg you close your eyes trying to remember how you got here.
Ding dong
The sound bounces around the empty house as your breaths come out in jagged gasps. Slipping your shoe goes rocketing down a hallway. Deciding it's a lost a cause you get off the stairs on a higher level and duck into a long hallway. Leaning against the wall every couple of steps to rebalance your hands spark but fizzle out as you can't focus your magic. You jump and hobble on the carpet as you make your way down the ever expanding hallway. Closing your eyes feeling dizzy from the magic in this place your entire body was sore and you couldn't remember what happened. Trying not to break Klarions things or leave a trail of where you'd gone all you can think of is before the mission and not what happened during it or who you were with. Klarion had to have grabbed you during your mission but you couldn't remember what that was or why he'd be involved.
"You can't keep me waiting.
It's already too late! For you to try and run away~"
His voice echoes around the house and you cover your ears feeling sick. Pausing to catch your breath, you lean against a large marble bust of the witch boy. Staring at the life like rock breathing deeply, you look around hoping to better understand this place and find somewhere to hide or find a way out.
The bust suddenly comes alive making you scream as you jump back kicking the carpet as you stare at the enchanted object.
"I see you through the window
Our eyes are locked together
I can sense your horror.
Though I'd like to see it closer~"
Smashing the replica of him by kicking it with magic, oil portraits and other art in the house begins to come alive taunting you.
Ding dong
Hearing a loud crack you feel the suffocating presence of his dark magic. You continue running as best as you can, tripping and taking out anything with Klarions face so the witch boy can't find or see you. You no longer care about his possessions or his mood and only your survival.
"Here I come to find you
Hurry up and run
Let's play a little game and have fun~"
The door splinters and breaks as its blasted inwards. He's downstairs now and you hear him slowly walk into his home. Stepping into the house he hummed before he began gliding up the stairs, his magic signature getting closer. Panicked, you pick up your pace hoping you can escape or find friends before he finds you.
Ding dong
Teekl lands on the ground with a thump as she begins to prowl around in her bigger form. Knocking things over and looking for you, you lean against a wall panicked. Letting out heavy breaths as quietly as you can, they had gotten off the floor below you. Counting it as a blessing you lost your shoe you do your best to get to an unlocked room but you notice they're all locked. Gently fiddling with all the doors you softly curse. You're trying to be careful and quiet despite your panicked desperation.
"Where is it you've gone to?
Do you think you've won?
Our game of hide and seek has just begun."
Klarion taunts as he and Teekl get closer. The crashes get louder as does his laughter as Teekl roars.
Shaking knowing you don't have much time and that this is all a game to them you begin to run, tripping over yourself as your leg throbs in pain.
"I hear your footsteps
Thumping loudly through the hallways. I can hear your sharp breaths, you're not very good at hiding."
Shadows stretch around you and begin to envelop your form as you finally find an unlocked door. Ducking into it and closing the door behind you, you swallow nervously as it lights up scaring away the shadows. Staring at the door backing up slowly you only turn away to look for a hiding spot.
"Just wait, you can't hide from me."
A creak outside the door makes you freeze. Looking all around the room you dive towards the open dresser in the corner. Landing inside with a soft thump you quickly close the doors behind you.
His voice echoes in your head warning you, "I'm coming" as he gets closer.
"Just wait, you can't hide from me."
Covering your ears listening to the soft click of the dresser before it becomes quiet darkness surrounds you. "I'm coming" continues to echo as you lodge yourself into the corner of your hiding place. Closing your eyes You ignore the pain and fear and try to focus as best you can. Your very life and sanity depended on it.
"Just wait, you can't hide from me."
Shaking, racking your brain for anything related to the mission a face flashes in your brain. Eyes widening as they adjust to the dark you remember something!
Zatanna tried to send Klarion away, trying to use Doctor Fate's spell on him. Staring at your hands, focusing your powers, they spark but die out. The "I'm coming" starts to get louder. Come on you needed more, you needed to know why you were here so you could fight.
"Just wait, you can't hide from me~"
Knowing you're trapped you tuck your knees to your chest quietly hissing as the throbbing in your leg burns you. You wonder if Klarion can hear how fast your hearts beating.
Knock knock
Your heart hammers away in your chest as you listen to Klarion bang on the room door outside your hiding place. Forcing him out, refusing to focus on him, you try to remember more. Try to remember what happened. A mission. There was a magic mission with Zatana. And the others? Was it just you and her? Was Klarion meant to be there?
"I am at your door now. I am coming in. No need for me to ask permission."
Listening to the door shatter like the one downstairs the remains pelt the dresser your in. One hand covers your mouth to keep from screaming while the other one brushes your leg. Pausing touching your leg, eyes glowing softly you remember being burned, taking a shot meant for someone. Stopping as a memory comes back, your eyes widen, feeling a bite mark.
Teekl? You'd taken a shot for Klarions cat?
Blinking in surprise you take your hand away as a jolt goes through it. Zatannas magic that's what had hurt you. Zatanna had aimed her magic at the familar so you could both escape but you didn't want to cheat. You didn't want to get on Klarions level. Is that why you were here? Was he mad at you for not playing fair? Mad at you for winning?
Knock knock
Staring wide eyed you look away from the dresser's door and stare at your hands. You'd have to fight him! Unless you wanted to end up as some flesh creature or another horrible fate you'd have to at least try. He clearly didn't want you dead... yet. So what game was the witch boy playing?
"I'm inside your room now
Where is it you've hid?
Our game of hide and seek's about to end."
Standing up shakily in the small space your hands begin to match your eyes as you stare at the only opening. Suddenly memories invade your head and you grab at your hair trying not to scream as what happened flooded your mind. Protecting his familiar was an act of love in his deluded mind. Klarion thought you loved him. He'd taken you. Ripped you away from the team. From Zatanna. Tears streaking down your face your magic flickers as you realize just how insane Klarion is.
"I'm coming closer
Looking underneath our bed but
you're not there, I wonder
Could you be inside the closet?"
Swallowing not having an exit strategy and not knowing what to do you watch as the little light at the bottom of the closet went dark. He was done with the game it seemed.
Ding dong
The echo of the doorbell he'd rung earlier vibrated through your skull louder than the threat he'd said to you. Your magic was weak in his dimension and your negative emotions made it hard to cast but you had to try. Klarion wouldn't control you. Not without one hell of a fight.
"I have found you~"
Flashes continue to fill your head and as you remember what happened. Klarions proposal of love. Your rejection. His smirk as he challenged you to a game for your freedom. Hands glowing with energy, a spell ready on your lips you reach for the dresser door ready to push it open and make a run for it.
Ding dong
He knocks mockingly and as you get ready to attack and throw yourself out of the large dresser your magic fizzles out. White lights fills the tiny space as runes glow all around you, hidden by the coats you'd landed on. This was all a trap.
"You were hiding here. Now you're it."
The door suddenly flies off its hinges as Klarion smirks at you, staring into the confined space. Trying to tackle him and run past him he tsks softly before waving his finger.
Ding dong
Crying out as the magic was zapped from your body, drained by the runes around you, the rune he'd placed on you before the game had begun he smirked beady eyes staring at you as you struggled against his magic.
"Finally found you, dear. Now you're it."
Leaning in to get close to you his horns tower above you as his claws reach for you. The memory of him tenderly caring for you and nursing you back to health bounce in your head making you confused. Flinching Klarion snapped his fingers making the runes stop. Falling back exhausted he joins you in the dresser trapping you.
Ding dong
Glaring at him weak from his spell he chuckled softly.
"Looks like I have won. Now you're it."
You clench your hands begging them to light up again so you could at least try to defend yourself but he simply tsked binding you to him. Your back pressed against the cold wood while your hands bunched around the soft tailcoats he had in the dresser you felt tears escape your eyes at the invisible chains keeping you together.
Ding dong
He'd won. He'd cheated but he had won.
"Pay the consequence."
His hands wrap around yours as he goes further in the dresser with you. Fighting against him Klarion chuckled face becoming devilish for a moment before melting into one of bliss as a claw tenderly went across your cheek.
Ding dong
Struggling against him trying to push him away he shushed you gently brushing your hair back. Teekl meowed and the Chaos Lord smiled as your eyes widened in horror at Teekls statement. You didn't want that!!!
"Looks like I have won. Now you're it."
Nuzzling into you even as you struggle Teekl meows happily nuzzling against your side purring. You try to swat at her but find it useless. Fighting against the witch boy Klarion grip on you tightens as he carefully pushes you against the back of the dresser pinning you.
Ding dong
He leans in lips barely touching yours before he pauses looking into your eyes. Red and black and full of madness he stared at you with the most tender look you think he can give.
"Pay the consequence~"
Keeping you pinned against the wood and clothes you feel his cold lips on your neck as Klarions hands gently wander your body. His claws are precise as they trace patterns against you. Flinching he hums in glee at the kisses, his fangs scraping your neck as his claws lightly graze you. Closing your eyes, body shaking in fear as it all connects why you were here he snaps his fingers transporting you to the bed where he cuddles close holding you tightly against his chest.
He'd found you. His soulmate. For only a Chaos Lords soulmate would risk their life for their familiar.
That's what he said. That's what he believes. And thanks to your recklessness while trying to escape you were now stuck with him until Zatanna and the rest of the team could save you