Here is a poor one-shot of Izaya
I know i'm mean
PLEASE NOTE! that this story has mentions of torture, rape and other horrible things
rated M just to be safe.
DISCLAIMER: I don't in any way own the characters or the show Durarara
End.
Why can't they just end it already, day after day, the questions, the torture, and then.
Alone.
Yep. That is how they left him.
Alone, in that small, dark, cold cramp room
He lost, he had finally lost, he was to over confident, he had made one slight miscalculation.
That is how he ended up in the situation.
He did know who his captors were.
He ruined their lives like he did with everyone else.
They were drug dealers.
Were as in, they use to be, because they met him.
He thought he was God, how wrong he was.
He was overthrown, beaten and taken in his own home.
Now he doesn't know where he is.
He is body is bruised, battered and used.
He, who used to fear death, now longs it.
He wants it, craves it.
But he can't reach for it.
As he is always bind and fed, so he live, but now.
He now had no reason to live; no one will search for him.
They all hated him.
As the small door opens, fear rushes through him like a chilling wind.
His captors are back, he wanted to be alone, and he likes the small room.
He like the silence.
It is his space; it is the only space where he feels safe, it is his new home.
As they told him.
He feels himself getting drag down the path to hell.
He is tired to the same chair, with his stain blood, sweat and tears.
He no longer talks, he hasn't for a while, there is no need to anymore.
He wants death.
Won't they grant his last and final wish?
He is no longer useful anymore.
They have taken everything from him.
His home, job, pride, virginity and the list goes on.
He looks at them, with was used to be prideful eyes, but now empty ones.
He sees their mouths moving, they are talking to each other, but he can't hear what they are saying.
Oh right.
He forgot.
They took that to.
One of the most important qualities of being an informant, which was hearing, but that was taken from him
Silence, he hated it at first, but he liked it now, he didn't want to know what they were going to do to him.
He felt his head get yanked up, the leader of his captors wanted his attention.
He had nothing left to give except eyesight and his very life.
He would gladly give them his life.
He saw the man pull out a handgun and load it.
Where they going to do it?
The man pointed it at his head.
For the first time in a long time, Izaya Orihara had a smile on his face.
As his wish, was finally granted.
:( I know im means, sorry guys so please tell me how I went :D