This had to be Daniel's 100th game of solitaire. He taught himself the game off the computer version. He played solitaire when he had to think and he had plenty of time to think.

Dressed in a worn out pair of jeans and a white undershirt, he sat cross-legged: thinking. "How long are you going to play cards, Molloy?" his guard asked from outside the cell.

"Depend how long you are going to hold me."

"That all depends of Amadeo."

This morning he fell asleep, beside Armand in bed and he woke up this evening in a jail cell with clothes on that weren't his. Beside him he found a deck of cards, it was the same deck of cards he, Armand, Lestat and Louis used to play strip poker last night. Daniel knew what the cards meant: whoever kidnapped him had been watching them all night. He tried to question the guard but that was useless. The bastard was a well-programmed, muscle man.

"If that's the case I'm going to be here for a long while," Daniel said.

"Maddy doubts that, we saw how… much you mean to him last night. Never seen gay sex before… kinda interesting to watch."

"Jack off, did you?"

The guard laughed nervously, Daniel shrugged it off. He needed to save his energy to get out of here when he had the chance. At least now he knew what his captor's name was Maddy, probably short for Madeleine or Maude. Armand mentioned many names when they spoke of past times, what was bothering Armand or over hearing Armand talking to someone else but he never heard of Maddy before.

Daniel couldn't help but wonder who this new past Devil was.

Before he had time to ponder Maddy or why he was held there another muscle man came up to his guard. "Murry, the vampire has a phone call. Maddy insists he takes it."

Murry nodded and turned towards the cell, "Your lucky day."

Daniel shrugged and continued to play cards; Murry narrowed his eyes, "Come and get the phone."

"Who is it?" he asked not bothering to look up.

"Do as you are told…"

"I won't play your game. If you think I'll let you use me as a pawn you are very mistaken."

The guard threw the phone to Daniel, which he caught easily. The phone was his cell phone. "Hello?"

"Daniel," Armand said, his voice full of relief, "are you all right?"

"Fine," he answered, "I'm locked up pretty tight and whoever is holding me knows all the tricks you taught me, I'm stuck."

"Do not worry…"

"Of course I'm going to worry!" Daniel exploded, his cool attitude failing him, "This is a trap and it's obvious. They were there last night… they saw everything we did."

"I figured that much," Armand hissed then paused a moment, "have they hurt you?"

"No, besides me obnoxious they've done nothing to me."

"Good, I'll be there soon."

"Armand!" Daniel exclaimed before Armand could hang up the phone.

"Yes?"

"Don't come…"

"If I don't come they will do something to you."

"Don't worry about me…"

"You are a complete and utter fool," Armand said coolly then added swiftly as he hung up, "but you are my complete and utter fool and I love you."


Half an hour later a woman with dark brown hair and blue eyes came down to the cell. She was dressed like a 18th century whore with her neckline so low that the top of her nipples were visible and the dress was so tight it was a miracle she would breath. The woman was a vampire. "Daniel, I presume, my name is Angelique. Maddy wants to see you. Your precious Amadeo has arrived and I'm rather surprised. Honestly I didn't think he would show, he knows what's in store for him… and you."

"Explain."

"Maddy was in love with my boss, a brothel owner, and Amadeo doesn't like brothel owners. The night Maddy made the boss a vampire he beat the boss right in front of her, nearly to death, burned down the business and ruined all our lives. We had to move to England! The boss killed himself on the way there. Maddy swore revenge on Amadeo. I pity you. This isn't your fault yet you must pay for it."

"I've been in this situation all my life, Angelic Angelique, I'm used to it."

"… You are quite handsome…"

"Thank you."

"Maddy will have more mercy on you than Amadeo did on the boss," Angelique said then she turned to Murry, "Leave us… Daniel is harmless. I will look out for him."

"What do you want me to tell Maddy?"

"Tell her to come down here when she has a chance and see what lucky Amadeo has. He is quite a beauty, isn't he?"

"That won't spare him."
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Part II

Murry slowly climbed the stairs to see Maddy and Angelique sat down near him. She had this look of concern in her eyes. Daniel walked over to the bars, if he would get anything out of anyone it would be Angelique. He rested his head against the bars and looked down at the ground. "Poor baby," she said soothingly, "soon it will be over. Maddy is a kind coven mistress; you will love being a part of us."

"What is 'us'?" Daniel asked, he felt his strength start to slip away and his blood lust rising.

"We are paid companions mostly to humans but sometimes to other vampires."

"Maddy is a Mad-ame" he sighed, "is this part of the revenge? To make me a whore?"

"Don't worry you won't be treated as badly as that Pimp treated Amadeo plus you have me to look after you," she said with a sweet, almost loving smile.

"Ah," he smiled bitterly as he turned away from her, "I see my fate now."

"We get two humans a night plus as many familiars as we want. This isn't a bad life."

"When I was alive Armand used to bring one person a night for me to sleep with. Every kind of person imaginable: straight, bi, gay, man, woman, teenager, black, white, red, yellow, fat, skinny, tall, short, Preppy, Jocks, Goths, Freaks, Nerds, Geeks and everything in between. He would watch as I had sex with them. In my mind I was thinking about him the whole time. He wouldn't make love to me himself because he feared he would be over powered by his blood lust and kill me."

"Understandable," she said as she took his hand, "sex means nothing to us, just an act, but when we make love the blood lust goes out of control."

"After I would sleep with the people I was angry and hallow inside. I was angry at Armand because it was him I wanted and those people were not substitutes."

"I don't blame you for being angry," she said, "I would've been too. You know how horrible Amadeo treats people, look at what he did to you."

"What he did…?"

"He made you a whore himself, his own private pornography show. I don't blame you for being angry."

"No, you are wrong… he did it because we couldn't be together. He did it because he loves me."

"Oh Danny you are ever the romantic, aren't you? You truly believe in what you say but you are wrong. That is why I want to help you see the light. You are so damn beautiful and so gentle. Amadeo used you!"

"No," Daniel screamed as he banged his head violently against the bars, "Stop it… just stop it you are trying to mess with my head aren't you?"

"I'm trying to help you see the light," Angelique said, "we would be so good together, don't you see that?"

Daniel looked at her straight in the eyes "I'm only good with Armand."


Armand walked menacingly through the front door of Maddy's establishment. It didn't take him long to figure out how she made her money. Madeleine after all these years the bitch was back.

He felt sick, this place smelled of lust and sex. It reminded him of the brothel he once lived. He shuttered to think of Daniel in this horrible place, he could just imagine all those horrible things that were done to him in that brothel being done to Daniel. A murderous rage swept through him, Lestat came from behind him and put his hand on his shoulder. "Let's get Daniel and get out of here. I don't like this place," he said, "this is most definitely a trap. I'm glad I came with you."

"If Madeleine touched Daniel she is dead," Armand swore.

"Where is the welcome wagon?"

"I believe she is coming down the steps now," Armand smiled humorlessly, "it isn't Madeleine, of course, but one of her… employees. I believe her name is Chrityana."

The Asian looking woman had heard what Armand said and walked up to him, "You have a good memory, Amadeo," she smiled, "Maddy is excepting you and your guest."

"Where is Daniel?" Armand demanded to know.

"With Angelique," Chrityana laughed, "there is no better way to tame a beast than through beauty."

"He will not fall for her tricks."

"There is not a man I've met that can resist her, even another vampire, especially if she wants them and she wants Daniel."


Chrityana showed Armand and Lestat into a nice sized study, probably were Madeleine conducts her business. The red headed woman sat most comfortably by her huge cedar desk. Her dress was the same color, dark ocean blue, as her eyes. The dress was cut too low and way too tight. "Gentlemen, please take a seat," she said as she stood up, "I've been waiting for this moment way too long for it to be too short."

"Madeleine," Armand said, "where is Daniel?"

"Don't worry," she said as she smiled far too sweetly, "he is being treated very well. I adore the boy; he is so sweet and trusting."

Madeleine's eyes narrowed and her smile turned sinister, "There are so many ways to wilt a flower of innocence don't you think?"

"You touched a hair on his head Madeleine there shall be no man or god alive that can save you from me."

"When I finish with him I'll touch more than his hair on his head, I assure you."

"Madeleine…"

"Why don't I have Murry bring him in and you can see he is all right for yourself?" she said as she gestured toward the man standing near the door.

Murry nodded and walked out quietly. "Why are you doing this?" Armand pleaded, "Daniel has nothing to do with us!"

"Neither did Pierre but that never stopped you."

"You are insane, Madeleine."

"Oh no, Amadeo, you brought this one on yourself."


The room got very quiet as Lestat took this all in. He didn't want to saw anything because he had no idea what the past was between them but he knew Armand feared for Daniel's life. This Madeleine character seemed to be one of those beautiful but deadly bitches that get there due in the end. If she did anything to Daniel it was her end.


Twenty minutes later the room was still completely silent. Madeleine and Armand stared at each other the whole time. The door swung open and Angelique came through the door. "Daniel Molloy, Madame," she said smiling wickedly.

As Angelique stepped away from the door Daniel stood there, his violet eyes icy and down cast. He wore tight, low cut jeans that were indecent and left nothing to the imagination. That was all he wore. "Look up," Angelique ordered sweetly and her order was quickly obeyed.

Armand's mouth fell slightly open; this was not his Daniel. There was no laughter or love in this man's violet eyes; there were only ghosts and bitterness. Those eyes were reflections of his own eyes. "Hello, Amadeo," Daniel said in a bitter monotone voice, "aren't you glad to see me?"




Installment #3

Read all of this spec, please, things are not always what they seem. -Koj


Armand stared wide-eyed at this mockery of Daniel before him. He wanted to slam him against the wall and demand to know where the real Daniel was but there was no mistaking the color of violet of his eyes. "Daniel?" Armand asked, a sob caught in his throat, "what have they done to you?"

"Nothing? Why you think they should've?"

"Of course not… what would make you ask a question like that?" Armand asked as he jumped out of the chair and approached him.

"Come on Amadeo, admit it," Daniel said as he walked over and laid down on the couch in the corner, "I am nothing to you but a toy, you used me to get sexual kicks and fed me lies I was eager to swallow because I thought you loved me. I see your angle now, it was easier to have me around every night then bury an extra body a night."

"No," Armand said as he fought back tears, "Daniel, they've fed you nothing but lies. I've explained this to you before, have you forgotten."

"No," Angelique said as she knelt down next to Daniel, putting her hands on his chest, "he hasn't forgotten anything. I just helped him see the truth."

"So this is all your fault, Angelique. I'll see you burn in hell for this!"

Daniel laughed running his hands through her hair, "Yes, you were always good at acting like the martyr."

"Daniel," Lestat said as he came to Armand's side, "this isn't you, I know you are stronger than this brainwashing thing is."

"Lestat, don't get me wrong I didn't mind being the sex toy, I did it for Amadeo," he said bitterly, "and since I'm so good at it I decided to take it up as a profession."

"They've really screwed you up, haven't they?" Lestat whispered.

"Why do you say that?" Madeleine laughed, "I think it's a big improvement from the loyal lap dog I stole today. I already have clients waiting in line for him; nice piece of ass like him comes at a high price."

"Clients?" Lestat asked, "name a few…"

"Angelique and I have to finish training him first but men in this business are in high demand. If you want the list I can show it to you," she said.

"You won't get away with this," Lestat said looking at Armand's pale, horrified face; "we will get our Daniel back."

Madeleine moved her head as some sort of signal and Chrityana put some sort of weird headlock on Lestat. Armand finally returning to reality tried to each out to help him but was smack across the room and into the wall. "Armand… can't move… barely think," Lestat whispered.

"And that is the way you shall stay, de Lioncourt," Madeleine stood up with a triumphant grin on her face, "Danny, please pick Amadeo off the floor; Angelique give him the straps. Danny, a 3,000 year old vampire couldn't break out of these things, I doubt Amadeo can. You want revenge on him fine then do to him what he did to you."

Armand throat went dry and he looked Daniel straight in the eyes. Madeleine wanted Daniel to rape him because she knew he would never hurt Daniel. Daniel Molloy, his beloved, would never hurt him. Daniel looked straight at Madeleine; Armand could see a spark of the real Daniel in his eyes. "Maddy, Armand never raped me."

"Obey!" she said as her eyes had this weird gleam to them, Daniel dropped to the floor in agony, "I don't take well to disobedience."

"That is my fault," Angelique said, "I didn't have time to cover the basics. Daniel had a very strong will, bleeding him and starving him is what finally make him give in to me."

"Daniel," Armand cried.

"I won't do it," Daniel said in between gasps, "you don't control me…"

"Maddy," Angelique said, "he's fighting it… Daniel is breaking free."

Madeleine narrowed her eyes and Daniel balled up and started screaming. "You monster," Lestat said, "I will see you burn in Hell for this!"

"Stop it," Armand screamed, "leave him alone. Do whatever you want to me just leave him alone."

Angelique ran to Daniel's side and tried to soothe him, Armand saw blood red. Madeleine took notice of Armand's reaction and stop torturing Daniel. Angelique put Daniel's head on her lap and stroked him like a cat. After a moment Daniel sat back up, the iciness had returned to his eyes. He stood up and took the straps from Angelique and took Armand and threw him over his shoulder. "I showed you where," she said with a twisted smile on her pretty face.


Armand froze up in fear. He didn't know what he could do but he knew he couldn't bring himself to hurt Daniel; his Daniel was in there somewhere and he was going to find him. As he was being carried from the room his anger flooded his mind--plans bubbled and rose in his mind, plans on how to kill them all. Red-hot pokers, rope, knives, stakes, impaling stakes, acid, tar, boiling water and other such nasty things would only be the start.

As Daniel threw him down on the bed and quickly tied him to the bedposts, Armand was crying inside, but did nothing to stop Daniel's assault on him. Even as his clothes were ripped from his body he didn't try to save himself. He just closed his eyes and prayed it would be over soon. Daniel knelt down on the bed, his pants unsnapped and his fly down, but the pants were still on. He kissed Armand on the lips lightly then whispered in his ear, "No amount of torture could ever make me hurt you, Amadeo. I do plan to make you scream but not from pain but pleasure."

"Daniel," Armand said, "you have never called me Amadeo… please you must remember."

Daniel slowly slide off Armand's black dress slacks and the black silk boxers underneath. They were the pair Daniel got him for Christmas this year. He pushed them down to Armand's knees and soaked in the sight of Armand's naked body.

Beautiful.

Armand's cock and lightly rubbed the tip. He kissed the tip of Armand's nose, his chin; his eye lids then finally his lips. Soft and gentle: 100% his Daniel. This is how Daniel was trying to reach him: physically. "I know nothing but how badly I want you," Daniel said as Armand started to grow hard.

He kissed Armand harder, opening his mouth allowing Armand's tongue to enter. Their tongues caressed each other for what felt like forever, Armand's hips grew restless as Daniel began to massage the area around Armand's cock. Armand broke the kiss and said, "Daniel…"

"I owe you," Daniel said huskily, Armand's blood froze in his veins, "I owe you for years of pleasure…"

"Daniel…" he said but stopped as Daniel slowly started to blaze a trail of kisses down his neck, chest, stomach and lower stomach. He paused there, Armand whined in frustration.

He smiled seductively as he began to lick Armand's shaft, slowly at first but then he devoured it. Armand moaned, begging for more, completely helpless and at Daniel's mercy. The strange thing was after fearing this since they first became lovers, finding himself helpless in Daniel's arms but it wasn't bad; he was rather enjoying it. He just wished it didn't have to be in this hellhole or Daniel being partially brainwashed to experience this though.

Before moving to the full globs under his shaft Daniel looked up at him a moment. The internal battle within him could be seen through his eyes, his soul was being torn apart. Armand and he stared at each other for a minute before Daniel said, "I love you, Amadeo, my Armand. I know you love me… please… I don't want to do this against your will…"

"It's all right Daniel; I want you."

Daniel took one sac into his mouth and began to suck on it unmercifully; Armand began to moan uncontrollably. Armand yanked at the leather strips trying to break free, he wanted to touch his beloved so badly but the leather refused to give. He mumbled curses under his breath but then stopped as he felt two probing fingers around his anus, touching him lighting, not trying to enter… not yet. Torture… Daniel was torturing him. "Daniel! Please!" Armand couldn't believe the urgency in his own voice.

Daniel released the sac and before moving to the next one he asked, "Do you really love me, Amadeo, part of me knows you do yet…"

"I love you!" Armand said, his breathing labored, "God how I love you…"

Daniel rewarded Armand by slowly, painstakingly slow, allowing his fingers inside of him: stretching him to the limit. It had been so long since he had this done to him. He was so tight.

Changing his mind Daniel went back Armand's cock and put it in his mouth and down his throat. "I can't stand…"Armand whispered.

Daniel smiled as he sucked Armand, relishing the feel of his cock in his mouth. He had wanted to do this for so long and he tasted so good and real. He couldn't wait for Armand to cum, to see an orgasm he brought on by himself. He didn't have to wait long to see his beloved shutter and moan with passion. He begged, pleaded, demanded, ordered, hips flexed and legs went around him to hold him close.

Daniel had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life. Armand's hands grabbed hold of the leather straps and yanked on them hard, so hard that the bed posts started to crack, his hips where at least two inches off the bedding, his legs being tightly wound around Daniel's shoulders. Armand's whole body shook and moved to this mysterious rhythm that Daniel could feel in his bones. His beloved panted and breathed sweet words in Italian that were said too fast for him to catch what they were but they were spoke so passionate it fed his own desire.

He removed his fingers and released Armand's still twitching cock. He stared at him for a long time before he climbed off the bed. "Daniel?" Armand whispered.

"Hate me…" he mumbled.

"What?"

"Amadeo, you hate me, don't you?" Daniel said as he threw a chair against the wall, "why do you hate me? All I've ever done was love you and I would live to please you, if you would let me. I had to take you by force to please you and that rips me apart inside."

Daniel reached down and picked up a broken chair leg, "Lets say I feel a little stereotypical, shoved this quote 'stake' in my heart, you would probably be happy because you would be free of me. You've always thought I was the worst mistake you ever made, right? You've said that multiple times so I'm going to correct it for you. I'd do anything for you."

"Daniel, beloved, no!" Armand screamed, "no, no, NO! Don't do it… Daniel don't!"

Daniel had a twisted smile on his face as he plunged the stake through his heart; Armand would do nothing but look on screaming. "Good bye, Amadeo," Daniel said as he feel to the ground, "good bye, my love."

Installment #4

The blood that poured out of Daniel's heart, Armand could smell it. He couldn't stop screaming, he tried to form words but they wouldn't come. Soon a sound accompanied the scent of blood… Daniel was now choking on his blood. Armand could only imagine how Daniel looked right now probably curled up in a ball and all the blood… "DANIEL!" Armand screamed, "NO… SOMEONE… ANYONE… PLEASE… DANIEL IS DYING!"

The door burst open and Marius ran in like a gift from God and went over to Daniel, "Amadeo, what has happened?"

"Help him, Marius, please help him."

"He nicked the bottom of his heart," Marius said, "he is very lucky. Amadeo, what is happening?"

"Madeleine has done something to Daniel, she messed with his head and she wanted him to rape me but Daniel couldn't bring himself to do it so she tortured him. After she finished with that he brought me he and… pleasured me then he tried to kill himself."

"I don't think he wanted to kill himself but he was 'programmed' to that is why is missed his heart. I think if Daniel wanted to die he'd go out with a bang."

"Oh Marius…"

"Daniel is going to be fine, he is just going to need a lot of care and rest," Marius said as he stood up carrying Daniel's limp body in his arms; using his telekinesis he released Armand's arms. Armand quickly redressed, "Don't worry about Lestat, Santino is breaking him out."

"But how…?"

"I'm very hurt that you didn't let me now what was going on here."

"I didn't know where you were and there wasn't time to find you. How did you find us?"

"I got an distress mental call from Daniel. When it stopped I knew there was trouble but by that time I could sense Lestat. He also sent a distress to Santino as well because he arrived the same time I did."

Armand touched his fledgling gently on the cheek, "Daniel," he whispered.

"Don't worry, Amadeo, Daniel is going to be fine. He is a fighter."

"This is all my fault… I should've known…"

Daniel slowly opened one eye and said weakly, "Armand? Are you okay?"

"Hush," Armand said, "save your strength for healing yourself."

Daniel then looked up at Marius and smiled child-like, "Thank you, Daddy."

Marius kissed Daniel on the forehead; "You're welcome. Now let's get out of here before our hostess knows any better."

"What about Santino and Lestat?"

"They will meet us at the airport."

"We can't go home," Armand said, "it's not safe for Daniel."

"Why not?"

"That is where they kidnapped him from."

"But how?"

"I don't know but we have…"

"We have to get out of here now and worry about where to go later," Marius whispered, "he needs rest."


Daniel opened his eyes and sat up yawning. He looked around trying to tell where he was but he had no clue. He was laying on a nice soft, medieval in design, bed. "I must be at Marius's castle in Germany," Daniel yawned.

"No, you are not, Dan."

Daniel shot up out of bed and looked around carefully. He knew the voice it was his Father. "Where am I then, Pop?"

"Hell, where a bastard like you belongs! Didn't I tell you that you'd become a two-cent whore and a gay whore at that? Homosexuality is a sin and I will see you burn in Hell for it. I thought I beat all your sins out of you years ago."

"You can't hurt me anymore, Pop," Daniel said.

"You are the worst mistake I ever made, I wanted a son not a daughter with a dick."

"You can't hurt me now, Pop, I got away from you and I got away alive too."

"You got away but what about Albie?"

Albie was Daniel's best friend in high school. They weren't lovers their relationship was like his present relationship with Louis. They felt comfortable enough with each other to sleep in the same bed and be very personal with each other. One day in the heat of August Daniel was only wearing a pair of jean shorts and Albie a swimsuit and the pair of them were on his bed reading Rolling Stone Magazine when his father came in. "What the fuck is this?"

"Me 'n' Albie are just looking at the old Rolling Stones I bought this weekend at the flea market."

"That ain't what it looks like to me!"

"Pop that is what this is," Daniel said as he got up off the bed, "we just waiting to go down to the lake for a swim when you got home…"

"Don't lie to me, boy," Ryan Molloy said as he picked his son up by the throat and slapped him across the face twice, once on each cheek; blood ran down Daniel's lips and nose, "you two are lovers and I know it."

"We aren't…" Daniel tried to protest but his father's hand on his throat tightened and he started to choke.

"No," Albie said as he jumped up, shock had just worn off, "you are wrong. Mister Molloy you are killing' him!"

"Albie," Daniel said with his last breath, "run."

Ryan slammed Daniel's head into the wall and let him go. He slid down the wall and landed in a heap on the floor. Ryan went over to Albie, who stood his ground firmly. Albie tried to hit Ryan to knock him out or at least throw him off guard so he and Daniel could escape. Ryan dodged Albie's fist and got him in a headlock. Daniel tried to stand up to save him but he couldn't move his body had completely gone into shock and he watched helplessly as Ryan threw Albie out the window.

Ryan grabbed Daniel by the throat and shoved Daniel's head out of the window and made him look at his best friend's dead body. When Daniel refused Ryan slapped him around some more then dropped his limp body down on his bed, "I'd kill you but then you'd be with him. Leave you alive and let you suffer…"


Daniel shuttered at those horrible memories, "I remember Albie."

"You are the only one who does. His parents left the town and the cops bought the story of him fallin' out of the tree."

"I knew the truth and I tried to tell…"

"No one believed you and you got more lickin's for it."

"He was my friend."

"Just like Armand is your friend?"

"Armand?" Daniel asked, chills going through him.

"The guy you are fucking now. What you think he is different than Albie was? I can get him too and you know that."

"No, I won't let you hurt Armand!"

"And what is going to stop me?" the ghostly voice asked, "you don't even have enough willpower to stop some whore from messin' with your mind. You are weak, boy, weak and submissive. Admit it you enjoyed rapin' Armand."

"No," Daniel screamed as he felt a strong shake hit him like an earthquake. Daniel sat up in another bed with Louis and David both looking worriedly down at him. It had all been a dream? He looked at both of them a second, the pain in his chest was great but he ignored it. He was good at ignoring pain. Daniel put his arms around Louis and started to cry uncontrollably. "Louis… ohmigod, Louis what have I done?"