As always, I do not own Saw! I'm not that awesome. This takes place during the third Saw movie and until the 3D one. Some scenes either have been moved or taken out or changed. I do own the plot and Victoria.
Chapter One
Victoria Wentz began to come to her senses.
What she can smell: metal and blood
What she can taste: blood
What she can hear: electric currency
What she see: blurry at first, but a room all to herself.
What she can feel: Her four limbs in different directions
"What's...going on.." Tori couldn't budge! In fact, something had been restraining her.
A TV on the far side of the room flashed on. On the TV were a very recognizable doll and voice. She must have been in a Jigsaw Trap!
"Hello Elizabeth or as everyone else calls you, Victoria. I want to play a game. Every since you came from a broken home, you have been harming yourself. Your mother has been through three divorces while your father wants nothing to do with you. Cutting is a very serious problem. Tonight, you will learn the difference between right and wrong. Where your previous scars are, which are your inner thighs, you will realize that a very important item to your survival depends on that item. What you can do right: Cut to survive. What you can do wrong: Do nothing and die. How? The timer will start. Forty-Five seconds will count down from that clock and the restraints on your wrist and ankles will explode, killing you of course. Live or Die. Make your choice."
"Fuck you!" Tori yelled.
The clock began and the restraints allowed her to move about. They were cuffed onto her wrists and ankles and without a key, they would sure to explode.
"Ok! I've learned my lesson!" She screamed all around her. But nothing.
She looked around and on a tray, a surgical knife. Tori gulped hard, knowing she would have to cut her leg open to get to the key. She gripped the knife tightly and looked at the clock.
.30
She sat down on the ground and tore the white pants they replaced her clothes with.
.25
Victoria stabbed her left leg in the sewn up dotted line over and over again.
.20
Blood flowed out of her leg like a river that was held back.
.15
After some time stabbing her leg open, she reached into her leg and pulled out the key.
"Got'cha you son of a bitch."
.10
She quickly unlocked herself from each limb and threw it on the other side of the room.
.5
She scooted across the floor to lean against the wall.
00
The pile of explosives sent out a huge boom, roaring and echoing in the room.
Victoria tried to hold her leg together, trying to stop the blood flow but to no avail.
The same puppet that was in the TV rode in on a red tricycle. Victoria trembled in fear as it spoke softly to her.
"Congratulations Victoria. Some people are so ungrateful for being alive. But not you. Not anymore."
She smiled a bit. "Thanks..." She whispered through her tired voice.
A door opened that had a red arrow pointing right. That must have been the way out!
Victoria couldn't even go on one knee.
A strange piano song played, like in a music box.
"What?" The beautiful red haired girl drew closer to it's strange sweet sound. It came from a doll, another one of those freaky puppets. She picked it up and held it close. The music stopped and it turned into a demented laugh.
She then dropped the doll and tried to run, but slipped in blood. It was about that time when a tall, bulky man walked in and toward over her. Victoria coudn't go on and fainted.
