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Crucifix	By : MiruSedna Category: Comics > Sublunary Views: 1024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Crucifix

Author: MiruSedna

Rating: R

Warnings: Disturbing content, child abuse, mentions of sex

Summary: My take on how Robyn got his cross scar...

Sublunary belongs to Sarah and Reena, not me. I only wish I had that much talent.

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It was hot, so hot. He twisted around again, trying to find a position on the bare mattress that wouldn’t leave so much of his skin pressed against the suffocating cloth. He sighed in defeat and settled on his back, his golden tresses hanging limply across the bed.

He’d had sex today. It had been his first time. Talis had been so patient with him and it had felt so good. His lover moving inside him, hitting that spot, that long dark hair brushing over him with every thrust. He shivered at the memory. But he’d forgotten, got too lost in the moment. His father had found them, and he hadn't been happy.

What Robyn didn’t understand is how he only got off with shouting. He’d been beaten to an inch of his life for a lot less. What was so different now? Lazily, he lifted one pale arm and stared at the numerous slashes across his skin. They were testament to his sins. One slash for every wrong his father felt he'd committed. His whole body was covered with them. A lifetime of sin.

Talis had been so angry the first time he’d seen all of them. After swearing the air blue and damning his father to the furthest depths of hell the raging anger had subsided to a slow burning fury that glowed within his eyes even now, a week later. The older boy had spent hours that day just touching him, stroking his skin with a reverent touch and whispering impossible plans. For the first time in 9 years, Robyn had known what it felt like to be loved.

The rustle of cloth drew his attention away from his thoughts and he turned his head towards the door. He watched his father gently close and lock it before turning back towards him.

“Dad?”

His father stared at him, not answering. The flickering flame of oil lamp cast deep shadows over his face, but Robyn was not comforted by what he could see. The other had a strange look on his face, a disconcerting mixture of sadness, anger, and disappointment. A deep sense of foreboding settled heavily in his gut.

“Dad, I’m sorry. We shouldn’t ha-“

A hand motioned for him to be silent and he obeyed.

“You disobeyed us, Robyn. You disobeyed me, and you disobeyed our Lord. You think a simple ‘I’m sorry’ is going to cover it? Bad children must be punished Robyn. Bad Christians punished even more. You must repent.”

Robyn really didn’t like this. He started to push himself up and get away but found his father already there, pushing him onto his stomach and holding him down with his considerably larger frame.

“DAD?!”

“We are pillars Robyn! We are supposed to set an example!” His father leaned down close to his ear to whisper harshly, “What kind of example were you with that Oz’s dick up your ass?”

This was different from the other punishments. Robyn bucked frantically, trying desperately to throw the other man off him. He nearly cried when he heard the familiar sound of a knife leaving it’s sheath.

“You’ll take your punishment, and you will do better! I won’t let you damn yourself. You have forgotten the cross of righteousness we bear! You need a reminder. I’ll give you one.”

The knife descended, and he screamed. He was trying to skin him! His hair flung about wildly as he thrashed, the pain was blinding, all consuming, God was there even a word to describe it?

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Make it stop. Make it stop. Oh, God, please.

“God isn’t going to help you, boy. You deserve this.”

His body was becoming so slick with blood that it was getting hard to hold him. He struggled harder and finally managed to unseat the man on top of him. He quickly flung himself the bed, knocking over his night stand in the process and landing hard. He screamed as the rough carpet grated against his mutilated back.

Then his father was on him again and he had no time to worry about the pain of his newest injury. With one hand he tried to keep the knife from doing to much damage to his skin, the other he frantically waved in the direction of the toppled night stand in an attempt to find some sort of weapon.

His hand grasped something long and hard and he quickly it brought down against his father’s head. The man slumped down on top of him but Robyn didn’t notice! He thrust his body up and managed to roll them, he was now on top.

Again and again he brought the heavy object down. Blood flew in all directions, painting grotesque designs on the walls, floor, and Robyn’s own body, mixing with the blood already pouring from his own wounds. As he stared down the gory mush that had once been his father’s face, he was struck with a sudden, joyful thought.

He was free.

A high pitched sound began to echo around the room and Robyn was distantly surprised to realize it was his own hysterical laughter.

He managed to land a few more hits before his wrist was suddenly caught in a strong grip. He whirled around, ready to attack this new threat but was stopped when the person swooped in and kissed him hard.

He stared in shock at the mismatched eyes gazing at him before relaxing and kissing back as fiercely as he could manage. He used his free hand to grab the other’s t-shirt yank him in closer, the familiar warmth of that mouth and those eyes were a small comfort to the part inside of him that was still screaming.

They paid no attention to the mutilated body Robyn was straddling even when they finally pulled away. Talis didn’t say a word, he simply helped him to stand before quickly leading him towards the open window that he’d obviously just come through.

It was then that Robyn noticed the heat. As they walked he took a moment to glance behind them and found the source. The oil lamp that had sat on his night stand had been flung against the door and shattered. The resulting fire was quickly spreading across the room. He frowned slightly and wondered why he hadn’t noticed before.

“Robyn.”

Robyn turned back to Talis and realized they had reached the window. With Talis’s guidance and firm grip they both managed to climb out onto the ledge. His darker lover frowned slightly at him and then the ground before speaking again.

“Listen Robyn, I need to get us down the trellis but you’re gonna have to climb onto my back and hold on tightly, okay?”

Robyn nodded and obligingly gripped him hard after the other helped pull him into place.

Slowly they descended from the second story bedroom that had been Robyn’s. About two thirds of the way down his valiant attempt to follow Talis’s instructions began to fail. The shock was wearing off and the agony of his mutilated back was returning. The world began growing darker and his limbs felt weak.

A distant curse was the last thing he heard as his strength finally gave out.
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