Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the Taken movies. I am simply a fan.
Also, I hope you enjoy this prologue. I am already almost done with Chapter One.
Crack. Crack. "No. I won't scream. If I scream he'll get aroused." I bit my lip and grabbed at the chains that hung from the ceiling and bound me in place. Crack. The cuffs of the chains began to dig into my skin as I pulled in desperate attempts to get free. Tears welled up in my eyes as I fought screams that built up in my throat. "Do it. Tell him you want him to come save you." This man demanded I cry and scream for my brother. But I wouldn't break so easily. I wouldn't give him what he wanted. Crack. Crack. "What are you, shy?" The velvet voice took on a tone that seemed almost impatient. "Fucking tell him!" It demanded. The whip lashed my back three, four more times. He whipped me so hard the skin on my back swelled with redness and split into gashes. I didn't know how much longer I could take these beatings before I'd crack like the whip did over and over and scream. "I am getting impatient. It seems your Sasuke-kun has a strong will. I can't wait until I break it." The recording still went, even though it had been minutes now. I wasn't giving him what he wanted. I was winning. "If whipping you won't get you to scream, maybe this will." My captor took a gun from the back of his waistband and held it to my right temple. My body was shaking, soreness spread from my back down my spine and into my limbs. Silent tears fell from my face and dripped onto the floor, making small puddles of saltiness. Not far from the puddles of tears was another forming from the blood that ran down my back and ended up on the floor. "Are you still going to protest? I'll blow your brains out if you don't beg."
"I-Itachi please!" I struggled against the chains again, and they rattled. "More." He pushed the barrel of the pistol further into my skull and I began to tremble worse than when he was whipping me. "Please come rescue me Itachi!" He was my worst nightmare. I secretly wished I would wake up and this all be a terrible dream. But no pain I went through, no matter how many tears I cried, would wake me up from this nightmare. "Itachi.. He's going to kill me.." I gasped out, letting my head hang. I gave up fighting the chains. There was no way I'd break free. Especially not when I felt so weak. My captor took the pistol from my head and pointed it in my abdominal region. "Oh Sasuke-kun. He'll never make it here on time to save you. He isn't coming." Bang. A feeling of a thousand bees penetrating me filled my thigh. So he decided not to shoot me in the stomach, but rather my leg. "ITACHI!" I instinctively screamed as the bullet embedded itself into my leg. "How is anyone ever going to buy you when you look like this?" The voice asked. The side of the gun was used to force my head up even though I was blind folded. "Tell him how much it hurts." I couldn't control my breathing. I was panting as my body started to go into shock and the chains rattled some more from my struggle to stay up on my knees. "Oh god.. It- It hurts so b- bad." My crying went from silent to vocal as I tried to speak, obviously choked up. "More!" He yelled. I squealed and hesitated. A pool of blood formed underneath me. "Itachi.. Make the pain stop.. Please." I hoped that the bullet hadn't hit my artery. If it did, I'd bleed out and there wasn't anything anyone could do at that point, no matter how fast Itachi came. I sobbed and began coughing from the shaking of my insides. My mouth watered heavily, saliva dripping from my mouth onto the floor. "Looks like he's going to throw up." The voice stated the obvious. My stomach collapsed on itself and chunks of food raced up my esophagus. The puke spilled out all over the damp concrete floor and the room began to smell foul. "I'm going to end the recording now. Is there anything else you want to say to your precious Aniki?"
"Itachi.. I don't know how much more I can take." I admitted, the fact that I was probably going to die sank into my head. "Good boy." The voice praised. "But you were too stubborn at first." A swift kick to my chest broke most of my ribs. They stabbed my lungs in some places, and the soreness caused me to scream out in pain, yet again. Pain from the lashes. From the bullet. And now from the broken ribs that tainted my insides. Blood poured out of my mouth and landed up-top the puke. The scream was one of a shriek. I could feel myself getting dizzy, quickly loosing consciousness. The room felt like it was spinning even though I couldn't see. A rush went to my head and I dropped, the chains rattling one last time before the recording was ended. "This is going straight to that prick." The voice stated as it exited the room, talking to someone else. That prick.. was Itachi.
Yeah yeah I know it's short but; Poor Sasuke.. D: Can you guess who the captor is? Please review, favorite, follow. I have full intentions on continuing this story. I won't let it be shit. Promise. Reviews will keep me motivated!