While we were on tour, Vince was out and about picking up chicks. Typical, arrogant, vain little shit that he was. Oh well, as long as his escapades didn't get me involved, I'm good. As we were relaxing in the backstage area, I felt a strange something, or someone, crawling on my back. "Huh?" I didn't think much on it, but Tommy noticed. "Uhhh... dude, you got someone on your back." I smirked at him because he was kind of being a knucklehead about it, as per usual. "I know, T-bone." I looked up and saw that she was nuzzling into my hair. It seemed for the most part, she was harmless, but then again, I'm used to girls getting close to me like that. She didn't seem to mind my deathly cold exterior which was even stranger. Mick, who was also used to seeing girls in this manner, seemed a little confused that she wasn't irked by the fact that she was a warm body near me, but didn't bother saying anything. I wasn't hungry anyway. "She's kind of cute, actually." T-bone laughed. I cocked an eyebrow towards him. "Do you want to have her?" He smirked back. "You know me, I don't necessarily go for cute." I looked up at her as she purred softly while snuggling close. "Since when?" Tommy grinned as this girl let out a tiny "mew" and parted my hair. "Tom... what is she doing?" Our drummer laughed as he watched her. "I think she's just getting ridiculously cuddly." With that, this girl giggled. "She's laying in my hair." The girl mewed again and just simply snuggled close. "I think she likes you." he smiled. "Yeah, I think so too." I sighed, feeling more confused by the moment. The girl then started kneading on my back, which really felt weird. Mick smirked knowingly at the sight. "What is she doing?" I asked Tommy, still feeling weirded out. "I think 'kitten' is kneading on you." He grinned back as she purred. "It feels strange." Tommy just shook his head.
Vince finally came in, bedazzled as always, but holding something strange in his hand. "Has anyone seen-" His question was quickly interrupted by the sight of the girl, then bringing out the item in his hand, which was a leash and a collar. "There you are." The girl quickly shifted from cuddly to fearful as soon as she saw Vince. "Eep!" She then ran off into the corner, hiding behind the plant there as she curled up. "What the...?" Vince then sauntered up to her and opened up the collar. "I believe my blood slave slipped her collar." The girl hissed while shaking in the corner. "Fuck off, Vince!" Vince grinned darkly at her. "Bad girl." Me being very confused at this point, and almost scared for the girl, had my curiosity going. "Why do you have a blood slave?" Vince smirked at me. "Well, groupies are nice, but this girl's special. I claimed her the night before." The girl hissed at him in fear, trying to look tough. "Okay, that would explain why she's here." Vince tried to slip the collar back onto her but she wouldn't have it, dodging him every time. "Now come, girl... you've been bad." She swatted his hand away at around the 6th time. "I said, 'fuck off!'" Vince still tried to put the collar back on. "Seems like she's tricking you." I grinned, admiring her cleverness. I watched as a spark left her eye while she angrily glared at the blonde. Suddenly... crrrack! "Owwww!!! My nose! My pretty face!!" Vince whined as he held his nose in pain. I sighed and shook my head. "Calm down, Vince. It will heal in seconds." In rage, Vince growled at her and grabbed her wrist roughly. "That's it, you little shit! I was going to go gentle on you today, but now I have no reason to!" He then sunk his fangs into her, causing her to clench her teeth in pain and yell. "Son of a bitch!" Tommy looked over at me in concern. "Should we help her?" While I was also concerned, I decided not to get involved yet. "Let's watch for now." Vince finally manages to put the collar on her and pulled tight on the leash. "Now come!" The girl angrily spit a bloody tooth at his forehead, but that didn't faze him. "I said, come!" He yanked on the leash roughly, pulling her back to him. "Vince, calm down with the chick!" Tommy bolted up as she started shaking bad, drawing what looked like a banishing pentagram in the air. "She's mine, and she's been a bad girl!" Vince tightened his grip on the leash. "Vince. Enough." Mick, who normally doesn't talk all that much, finally spoke up. I piped in as well. "Yeah, calm down, Vince. Let her go." Vince, being hotheaded as he was, started dragging her off. "Gack!" I jumped up and tried to chase Vince down. "Stop that!! We'll get in trouble!" Instead, the blonde shoved her in the back of the bus. "She can come out when she learns to behave." He then tromped inside.
"We've got to do something..." Mick sighed, worried for the girl. "But what?" I asked. "We'll wait until Princess Sparkletits gets done with his hissyfit, then we'll get the girl out." I ran a hand through my hair. "I guess that needs a lot of time." Mick nodded. "Probably. I'll get her something to eat in case she needs it." I stood up and went to the tour bus. "Okay, you go do that." Mick got up and left to get something for the girl to eat. He was probably right to feel that she may need it, especially considering how Vince gets whenever he's hungry and in a pissy mood. About 20 minutes later, Vince got out of the bus, all cleaned up and holding his mirror, as per usual. "Who's so pretty?" He grinned at himself and tapped the mirror. "Calmed down again?" I sighed. "And looking better than ever." Vince kissed himself in the mirror. I caught a glimpse of Mick sneaking into the tour bus, but fortunately, Vince was so full of himself that he doesn't notice. "You are such an arrogant pussy, Vince." The blonde just smirked as he and I heard the whimpers of the girl in the bus. "Oh god..." I groaned, feeling a sense of dread. Tommy eventually came up to distract Vince for a bit. With his telepathy bond, he communicated with me mentally. "I'll keep him distracted, you check on the girl." I nodded towards him as I heard her rustling around in the bus and bumping on the side of it. As soon as I got on, I saw Mick trying to hold her still and get the blindfold off of her, but she was too scared. She bolted and bumped into the side of the bus again, shivering real bad. "Take it easy, I'm not going to hurt you." Mick calmly tried to tell her as she wriggled around in the restraints put on her. "Girl, calm down!" I tried to help Mick hold her still, but she was still scared. She whimpered softly at the sound of my voice, looking like a complete mess thanks to Vince. Her neck and collar was stained with her own blood, as well as a few smears of it on her tattoos. Most of them were pagan symbols, but there was one that stood out. The word "Cyber" was tattooed on her chest, just below her collarbones. "Mick, take that thing away from her... we'll let her free in the next city." Mick tried to hold her still so he could take the blindfold off. "I'm trying!" She ended up squirming away and bumping into me. "Hmm?" I ended up falling over on the other side of the bed. "Argh! Careful!" Suddenly, she stopped squirming, laying her head on my stomach and trying to cuddle as best as she can. I saw one of Vince's bandannas tied in her mouth, probably because she was cursing at him so much. I tried to discourage her from getting too close to me. "No, girl, don't do that... we can't keep you here. We'll bring you to the next city." Mick grumbled a bit and started undoing the blindfold and the bandanna. "Finally..." The girl moaned in exhaustion, seeming to be drifting in and out of consciousness. "Humans are trouble..." I sighed, not understanding why the hell Vince wanted her as a pet. "Tell me about it..." Mick shook his head as he undid her restraints before reading the tattoo that stood out.
"'Cyber'?" He seemed genuinely confused until she weakly lifted up her head in response. "Hngh?" After recovering from her bumping into me a little bit, I sat up, but she still wanted to cuddle, crawling towards me, but was stopped by the leash tied to the post of the bunk. "What do you want to know about her?" Mick started untying the collar's leash from the post, causing Cyber to slump further, but I caught her with the crook of my arm. She shakily reached out for the pizza Mick bought for her. "Well, first off, I'd like to know how Vince picked her up." Mick looked on in concern. It wasn't an attraction concern, but more like a fatherly concern. "I would say after a concert." I watched her take a few bites, trying hard not to pass out. Cyber eventually finished a whole slice before moving on to the next one. At around her third slice, our guitarist started removing the bloodstained collar. "Oh my..." What I saw next left me unprepared for the sheer awkwardness of the whole situation. "Oh hell..." I rolled my eyes as I saw a tattoo of my portrait was on the back of her neck. A fangirl? Really? Great... I bet she's going to hate me now. Cyber whimpered softly after she finished eating the rest of the pizza and crawled away from me, looking sad. I think she took my remark as annoyance towards her, when in reality, that wasn't the case. I was more pissed at Vince, our resident pretty boy, for hurting her. She was still considerably weak, but conscious. "Okay, Mick, you wanted to talk to her. Here's your chance." I ruffled by hair a bit as I looked on. "Are you alright?" He asked. "Yeah... thanks..." She slowly sat up as Mick helped her. "How are you feeling?" Cyber groaned in response before looking at me with the most innocent and beautiful blue eyes. "Woozy... and scared shitless of Vince." Mick and I looked at each other and winced. "I don't blame you after what you've been through." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "So, what do we do now? Vince is going to get pissed once he realizes we let her loose." Mick looked worried. "I have an idea, but I'm afraid it's going to involve Nikki." I bit my lip nervously, but I was eager to listen. "I want you to 'claim' me as yours so Vince will be less motivated. I'll act scared and everything." I shook my head in disbelief. "You're crazy." Cyber cocked an eyebrow. "But it'll work, won't it? Vince is coming back on the bus now, I can sense it." Cyber gritted her teeth in fear. "Will you do this?" I sighed. "Alright, if it means keeping you safe." I put the collar back on her and tried to act very dominant, gripping the leash and looking as mean as I could as I held her arms down. Cyber, in response, tensed up her muscles and shrunk back a little in mock fear. Damn, it was convincing! I wish I could hug her differently right now.
Lo and behold, Cyber was right. Vince pranced into the bus and saw me being as "possessive" as possible and her being very "frightened". He grinned at the sight. "Goody two-shoes wanted a snack, hmm? I don't blame you." I grinned as evilly as I could. "Well, her scent was irresistible." I licked the dried blood off of her neck, partially in attempt to clean it up, and partially because I wanted to look scary. I heard a slight creak in her voice as she tried to stifle a moan. "You know what? You can have her. Maybe she might have a better chance of obeying you." Vince snickered as he climbed up on his bunk. "She was always hassle for me anyway." He yawned before turning over to fall asleep. I shuddered at the thought of "owning" Cyber, but I can at least fake it for now. Vince being Vince, of course, wouldn't be able to wake up if a freight train ran through the bus. Cyber soon released all her muscle tension and sighed in relief. "Umm... is it okay if I stay with you until we get to the next city?" She asked with a really soft voice. "Sure, I guess." She quickly grinned and let out a happy sounding squeak with tears in her eyes. She then hugged me close and tight, startling me a little, but awkwardly, I hugged her back. "Thank you!" She smiled as she cuddled close. I sighed and shook my head. At least she was harmless for the most part. I've seen crazier fans, but... I don't know. I shook the last few remaining thoughts out of my head and decided that she needed someone to be there for her and protect her. I picked Cyber up and gently laid her down on my bunk. "Get some rest, okay?" She nodded and quickly fell asleep on my bunk.