Adi walked into the house, exhausted from a day's work. All she wanted was to curl up to him and snuggle. She hollered for him as soon as she went in the house, and wandered up to their bedroom. She didn't see him right away, but settled for sitting on the bed and waiting for him.
As she moved toward the bed, rough hands grabbed her from behind, one clasped over her mouth and the other around her waist, holding her arms to her sides.
Another man came out of the closet, pushing Otis out in front of him. Otis looked like he had been beaten within an inch of his life- blood poured from a cut on his eyebrow and from his mouth, darkening the gag they had placed a deep red. He looked at her through half-closed eyes, beginning to slouch over in the man's grip.
"Hey, huh-uh. You stay wiiiide awake mother fucker." He growled, slapping Otis in the face lightly to keep him awake. He seemed to come around more, and realize that they had captured her, too. He struggled wildly against them, but he was tied. "Aaah. See? We got her, too. We got your little girl. Come on, boys. Let's go."
She had been too busy staring at Otis's wounds to realize they had tied her, as well. She struggled against them, but they simply picked her up and hoisted her into the big white van parked behind their farm. Once she was in the van, Otis willingly got in. She wouldn't go anywhere without him to protect her.
They drove for an indiscriminate about of time that seemed like years to them. She crawled as close to Otis as she could, letting him rest his head on her. He was badly battered- she knew he had put up a hell of a fight.
They grabbed her first when the van stopped, knowing they could get him to follow wherever they took her. They tied them both into chairs and ungagged them.
"What do you want from us?!" She cried.
"Well, I mainly want him." She saw this man's face for the first time. It looked alarmingly like Otis's. Her eyes widened.
"Dane?" She gasped. Otis's head snapped up and looked at him, eyes wide.
He smirked. "Yeah. That's me. And this here is my little brother." He grabbed Otis by the hair and jerked his head back.
"Don't you hurt him!" Adi growled.
"Oooh, we have a protector here." He laughed. He stalked over to her, that same swagger Otis had. He knelt in front of her. "Tell me, baby. What're you gonna do?"
She spit in his face, making him rear back and grab her by the hair instead.
"NO!" Otis cried. "Don't you FUCKING touch her!"
"Ooh, and the ferocious lion comes back to life. Tell me, what will you do to protect her?"
Otis nervously glanced at Adoria, then back to Dane.
"We're going to use one of you. It just depends on which one volunteers."
"Don't you fucking lay another hand on her."
Dane smirked. "That's who I wanted, anyway. Good." He had one of the other men wheel a metal tray toward him. Adi struggled to see what was on it. Dane picked up a long metal pole, tapping it with his other hand. He drew back, holding it like a baseball bat, and swung it against Otis's head.
"NO! OTIS!"
Otis's head spun from the blow. By the time his vision cleared, Dane was utilizing the long metal pole for its true purpose.
A cattle prod.
Otis jerked with the shocks, screaming in pain.
Dane paused for a moment, allowing Otis to catch his breath.
"Fuck...You..." He growled. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because. You fucking killed our parents!" Blows rained down on Otis, with fists and hard metal crashing against him. "They LOVED me!"
"They abused him!" Adoria protested.
"No, they didn't. He was just a fucking pussy who cried all the time!"
Otis looked up at him, his vision blurring.
"I used to look in at you at night. You were always so pitiful. So thin. I always wondered what all the screaming was about. Why Mom and Dad would go missing for hours with you." He ran a hand through Otis's silky white hair. "This isn't how I remember you, though." He grabbed a knife from the tray and fisted Otis's hair, slicing it off at his nape.
Adi cringed as she watched the white locks fall to the floor.
Dane started to laugh, grabbing one of Otis's side burns. "What the fuck are these? These are fucking stupid. You're fucking stupid. You always were. Fucking piece of shit." Dane pulled on the facial hair, scraping away at Otis's face with the knife until they came off evenly in his hands.
"There. That's more how I remember you. Mom and dad kept your head shaved, but then I can't grab a hold of you as easily if I do that." He smirked. "Y'know...I'm feeling kind of...hungry." He whistled and one of his men came, smirking as well. He stalked toward Adi threateningly.
"NO! NO! DON'T YOU HURT HER!"
"Oh? What's that?" Dane questioned.
"DON'T HURT HER!"
"What will you do? Because one of you is getting it."
"Do whatever you want to me. Just don't fucking lay your hands on her!" Otis growled.
"Otis, no! Shut up!"
"NO! Don't fucking hurt her! It's me you want!"
The other man unzipped his jeans, grabbing Otis by the hair.
"What?! No! Agh!" The other man forced himself inside of Otis's mouth, laughing and groaning in pleasure. He began to move Otis's head back and forth when he cried out in pain, pulling away.
"Fucker bit me!"
Otis heard Adi cry out in pain and froze. Dane stood in front of her with the cattle prod, shocking her.
"See what happens when you fight back?"
"Baby! No! Keep fighting! I'm okay!" She was shocked again.
Otis looked up pleadingly at the other man. "Make him stop hurting her. Make him stop! I...I'll do what you want...Just stop hurting her!"
Dane smirked as the other man forced himself into Otis's mouth again. This time, Otis didn't bite him, he just took it. Anything to keep Adi from experiencing any harm.
Adoria sat and sobbed. She didn't want this for him. She would take any pain she had to to keep him from ever being assaulted again. She couldn't watch; she turned her head away. Dane grabbed her face and forced her eyes open.
"Watch! Watch what's happening to him! After all, he's doing this for you!" He chuckled.
Finally, the other man shuddered. "Swallow. Swallow or I won't leave."
Tears rolling down his cheeks, Otis gulped. Finally free, he hung his head.
"Baby...Baby, look at me..."
Otis turned his head and retched, coughing and choking.
Dane grimaced, slapping him. "You're disgusting."
