A/N: Oh dear…Please forgive me, my kittens! I completely forgot the time…Evil little assignment, you see. But I have returned for the time being, and with an update, too!

On my travels, I came across something that I find…Awsome! They are called AudioFics. And they PWN! Basically AudioBooks for Fanfiction. So yeah…I'm thinking of doing a few for my fics on here. Would you guys listen to them if I did? Should I do them? Am I hyper? Yes to the last one!

Ah well…Here's the long-awaited second chapter. Hope you like it.

Butler smiled to himself as he walked into the main office of St. Bartleby's School. It was unusual for the body guard to smile, but this was a special occasion. Finally, after months of being away from Artemis, he would be with him again. The young boy, who he loved above any other man, who he would gladly die a thousand times to protect.

Butler remembered the last time he had seen the boy; they had both been so distraught at the prospect of being away from the other, but that hadn't stopped them from making up for every lost moment that was to follow. And now that they were to be together again, they would definitely have to make up for that time all over again.

Chuckling to himself—something even more odd than smiling—Butler stopped in front of the receptionist's desk. He towered over the man who sat there, and probably would even if he was standing up.

"Excuse me." He said politely, hoping that the man wouldn't be frightened by his size. "I was hoping you could call Master Fowl for me? I'm here to pick him up."

The man nodded, picking up the phone on his desk and dialing a number. After a moment he replaced it on the receiver. "He doesn't seem to be answering. Perhaps he is in a different room. Does he have a cell phone?"

Butler frowned, suddenly alert. "He didn't answer his cell phone."

"Well, I'm sure he's just fallen asleep. If you like, I can call a security guard and he'll escort you to—Oh!" The receptionist smiled and pointed to something on his computer. "Here's the problem. Master Fowl was already picked up."

Butler had to force himself not to faint with terror and shock. "Already…picked up?"

"Yes. By his father, it would appear…"

Butler's mind was reeling. Artemis Sr. was in the Bahamas with Angeline for their anniversary. It was the reason he had been allowed to pick up Artemis in the first place. In fact, he had spoken to Artemis' parents only an hour before, to assure them that he was on his way to pick up their son.

Artemis…Artemis had been kidnapped!

"Sir?" The receptionist asked. "Sir, are you alright?"

Butler let out an inhuman roar, grabbing the receptionist by the collar and forcing him against the wall, his grip tightening on his neck, watching as his face turned red, then blue.

"You idiot!" Butler shouted in the man's face. "You allowed a student to leave with a stranger? Did you even look at who picked him up? Did you?"

The man didn't reply, seeing as he was incapable of breathing. He choked, spluttered, then fell limp against the wall. He wasn't dead; merely unconscious from lack of oxygen. But Butler didn't care. He had other, far more pressing matters to attend to.

Without a glance at anyone else, he threw the unconscious man to the ground and stalked out the door. Once in his car, he slammed his foot down on the gas pedal, and went speeding out of the school's driveway, down the road.

He had to find Artemis. And soon.

Artemis was woken by a sharp pain in his side. No, that wasn't the pain that woke him. That didn't even begin to compare to the throbbing ache in his temples. That hurt far worse than anything he had ever experienced.

"Hey! Boy! Are you awake yet?"

The voice that spoke somewhere nearby was oddly familiar. He couldn't put his finger on it…He had heard it before, hadn't he?

"Come on, kid. Don't make me kick you again."

Artemis didn't reply, but he let out a loud yelp as he felt something hard collide with his rib cage, and the pain in his side growing more intense. The voice laughed cruelly.

"I warned you, didn't I?"

And then the memories came rushing back to him. Of course! The voice! The one he had heard moments before he had had something pressed over his face and had lost all consciousness.

Chloroform…

Yes, he remembered it now. This man had drugged him, and kidnapped him from his school. He cracked his eyes open, and was met with a blinding light from the bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. When his eyes finally adjusted to his surroundings, he realized that he was in a room painted completely white, bare safe for several keypads dotted across the walls, and a chain attached to the wall that bound his ankle, making it impossible for him to escape.

"There we are." The voice chuckled. "That's a good boy."

Artemis winced, looking up at the other. The man was tall, with short, mouse-brown hair and sharp grey eyes. He had sharp features, as well, but Artemis couldn't deny that he was attractive, even if he was the one obviously holding him against his will.

"Who are you?" Artemis managed to ask, his voice hoarse.

"My name is Skylar." The man replied, his voice bemused. "But you will never call me that, if you know what's good for you. You will refer to me as 'Master' only."

Artemis blinked, shaking himself of the haze that the drugs had left. "Huh…what?"

The man smirked. "Allow me to explain. You, my darling little pet, now belong to me. You are my property. You will do everything I say, when I say it. If you don't, you will be severely punished." He chuckled cruelly. "I am going to train you, Artemis. You will be obedient and talented at what you do when I am finished."

Artemis frowned. "You cannot be serious!"

The man glared. "Now, that's no way to speak to your Master. Perhaps I didn't make myself clear enough…"

Without warning, the man lifted a remote control, and pressed a button. Shockwaves of pain coursed through Artemis' body, making him scream and writhe. Looking around, he realized with terror that the shackle on his ankle was electrically-charged.

"Now, let's try that again, shall we?"

Artemis whimpered. "Please…I don't understand…why are you doing this?"

"That is none of your business."

"But…what do you want from me?"

Skylar laughed loudly. "Well, there are many things I want from you, my pet. But for now…let's start with a blow job."

Artemis froze, eyes widening as the man's words registered in his mind. "What?"

"You heard what I said. Blow me!"

Artemis watched as the man stepped forward, unzipping his trousers. He shook his head wildly. "No…No, I won't!"

Skylar snarled, his eyes narrowing. "You refuse?"

Artemis closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the shockwaves to resonate through his body even as he spoke. "Yes…"

Skylar laughed. "So be it."

He zipped up his trousers, and Artemis felt the expected shocks course through him again, making him writhe and howl with pain. When they finally subsided, Skylar turned away, walking towards the door.

"I will return tomorrow, my pet." He called. "Maybe a day without food will change your mind."

The man left without another word, turning off the lights as he left, leaving Artemis to sob in darkness.

A/N: Ooh…So dark! Bwuahahahaha! Fear me!

Y'all can thank Raelin Lupin for this. She finally bugged me to come off my semi-retirement.