A/N: Pleae don't hate me. I just wanted to try something a little darker, with more emotion in pain and sadness.
No.
That's the only word that runs through the minds of Faceman Peck, B.A. Baracus, and Hannibal Smith.
They stand with their hands bound behind their backs, the gang of mafias surrounding them as they watch helplessly as their best friend is tortured before their eyes.
H.M. Murdock's head lolls limply onto his shoulder, his eyes both blackening and his cheeks bruising purple. They had been going on like this for almost an hour now, and Face was about to give in.
Hannibal's eyes closed again, not able to watch as the big guy holding Murdock let him have another hard punch in the mouth. Murdock groaned and his mouth overflowed with blood.
Face winced and B.A. shook his head.
"Boss, do something!" Face hissed in Hannibal's ear as the older man reopened his eyes. He glanced over at Face and frowned more. Face made a noise and pushed on. "They're going to kill him!"
"So, you're not going to talk still?" The head asked of the three, smirking as he rubbed his rings.
They didn't reply and he shrugged. "Then we will keep going. Your buddy is getting weaker and he won't be able to take much more of this."
Face lost his control and thrashed against the bindings, making growling noises in his throat. "Stop! Don't you DARE touch him again!"
Hannibal stepped roughly on Face's foot, but he all but ignored his CO. The bigger man grabbed the back of Murdock's hair and brought the weak pilot violently to his feet. He made a fist and brought it ito Murdock's stomach. Hard.
He wailed out and B.A. growled threateningly, glaring at the man holding Murdock.
The ringed man laughed, stepping back as Face's foot kicked the air where he had been standing. "Hey, he's the weak one."
Murdock's eyes were closed and his breathing was hitched. The man looked up to his boss and the head nodded, turning back to the rest of the team.
"We will be taking your friend somewhere special. You three will have the luck of spending the night in our cell together." He snickered. "Don't look so discouraged! You can tell stories all night and we'll see what happens in the morning. Good night."
The team were grabbed up and drug out of the room. Face refused, throwing himself into the man holding him and breaking out of his hold. He dodged the other men and stopped at his friend's side. "Murdock? Murdock, answer me!" He begged, knowing he only had seconds left before they took him back out.
Murdock made no noise and Face feared for the worst. "Come on! Answer me!"
Someone grabbed his arms from behind and he felt himself being lifted into the air. "MURDOCK!" As if by some miricale, Murdock's eyes fluttered open a little bit and he met eyes with Face before he fell forwards and Face was being carted out of the room. The man smirked and as soon as the door slammed shut, Face could hear Murdock's painful scream all the way down the hall and his heart broke in two.
A/N: I'll get the other chapters up real soon.