Title: Panic
Rated: T to M for Language, Violence, and Sexual References
Description: AU. Elle isn't a full sadist and actually hates her life and it takes a turn for the worse when she disobeys her father. So who ends up saving her? PeterxElle and Elle/Claire Friendship
The room was dimly lit and it held such an eerie presence that any normal person would be terrified. Several lab technicians hung back in the shadows and seemed so powerless and useless. They looked rather similar as all were dressed in rubber suits. Surprisingly the room was quite clean though and wasn't like a typical dirty cell. The room however seemed to have the dull shine of silver since the floors and walls were metal. The center of the room was where all the attention was. Bob Bishop, a father, but more importantly, the head of the company, stood hovering over a long plain metal table. There was a cart next to the table with various odd utensils. On the table lay a girl who was barely holding on to her life. She lay completely still with her body strapped down to the table at her ankles, waist, and wrists using metal cuffs. Her neck seemed to be chained down but with enough room that she could move it slightly. The girl's thin fragile body looked so beaten and worn that it was hard to believe that she was innocent once and care free. The girl certainly acted like she was ten at times but the fact was that she was nineteen and experienced things no one should ever. So she wasn't actually just a little girl any more. Her tight navy blue tee was filthy with tears and exposed her flat stomach where there were small cuts and bruises. Her jeans were filled with holes (they weren't the fashionable kind) and the bottoms were shredding. She was such a sad sight. "You made a mistake," Bob finally spoke with such an odd tone. It sounded disappointed and angry but then it almost sounded sick like he was enjoying this. He watched carefully as the girl's eyes slowly opened and looked up terrified. The fear in her eyes was so immense that any normal person would do anything to help her. But he wasn't normal. The girl's beautiful blond hair was tangled in spots as he ran his hand through her hair. She winced in pain just opening her eyes. He watched as she began to try and open her mouth to speak.
"D-d-daa…" her hoarse voice whispered. Her face twisted with pain at the use of any energy. "Daddy," she finally managed to get out. Elle's mind filled with pain and hurt as memories rushed back into her head of what had previously happened.
Elle dreaded returning. She had screwed up and injured her partner. But he was going to hurt someone. She hadn't let it happen. Daddy was going to be pissed. No, she wouldn't go straight to daddy. She'd go visit pretty Adam. Adam would know how to take care of her. Elle took her well known path to his cell. Her hand was inches away from the handle when someone grabbed her neck and sent her flying into the wall. She felt her head slam into the wall and felt many people's hands pushing her into the wall. On an impulse she released a bolt of electricity and felt most of the hands disappear but not all. So many kicks were aimed at her stomach. She could feel the familiar touch of rubber gloves covering her mouth and holding her down on the ground. She fought back with all her strength when she felt something sharp penetrate skin on her arm. She shrieked and then heard the voice. "That's enough," she heard her father say and saw all technicians back off. "Where exactly were you planning on going?" he growled in his low voice at her. "I told you to come straight back. You screwed up Elle." Elle got up shakily to her feet.
"I'm sorry daddy I—" she was cut off by her father backhanding her. She yelped and staggered backwards holding her cheek. He walked up to her and glared. "You're going to have to learn eventually. The hard way." He pinned her to the wall as she began to screech and cry. "Daddy don't! Please not again daddy! I promise I'll try harder next time!" her empty screams and heart filled sobs meant nothing to him and he took her head and banged it into the wall. Elle felt a sharp pain and suddenly blacked out. Elle woke later dazed and confused but her body burned with pain. She had been out cold on a lab table and she could feel electric currents running through her. She screamed and shrieked at the awful pain but it didn't stop. She didn't know how long it was before the pain started to subside and she slipped away into blackness.
"I didn't mean to," she whispered to her dad but was only met with stinging pain on her cheek.
"Elle I have put so much effort into raising you. I tell you to temporarily stun the cheerleader and bring her to me, and you can't even do that! No you have to go and hurt Mohinder!" he shouted.
"She doesn't deserve it," Elle whispered in a raspy voice.
"She can't die!" he shouted at her and hit her again but she only groaned at the pain. Angrily, he grabbed two wires and attached them to Elle's wrists. Elle saw him and heard her heart rate on the monitor beep faster as her heart rate increased.
"Dad," she tried to shout but it only came out as a dull statement. He looked at her and for a second her weary mind thought she saw some sort of compassion in his eyes. But the thought was soon replaced again by immense fear as she saw cruelty in his look. He flipped a switch and suddenly a tiny crackling noise could be heard. He didn't turn to look at the girl on the table at first. Elle was grimacing in pain but the voltage wasn't high enough to make her exhausted body want to scream. Normally she would but she was just way to beat to make noise. She felt her body burning and wanted more than anything to just die. He flipped a few more switches and the voltage increased. He turned at the piercing scream that was hardly bearable to the lab techs in the corner. Elle didn't know how she was screaming but her mind rushed with memories of this happening before. It was pure torture. Making someone want to die but not allowing them to, Bob was really the definition of evil especially when that someone was his own daughter. He saw her body struggling against the restraints but only her head could jerk up and down. Her whole body felt like a million needles were being stabbed into her and she finally couldn't take it. She let out a final cry for help and her whole world began to spin. Please let me die, Elle thought as her head fell against the table and the pain didn't subside. But Elle suddenly saw darkness on all sides of her and it began to close on her. She let it and finally closed her eyes allowing it to take over.