Title: Punishment

Genre: Horror/Angst

Rating: T for torture

Character/Pairing(s): Gant, Edgeworth

Summary: Edgeworth suffers at the hands of Gant after the first day of the trial. Please R & R!

Edgeworth let out a small groan of pain as he tried to sit up. He was sitting in a puddle of dry blood…his blood. He could barely breath and his skin felt cold and numb. Edgeworth coughed up some blood and thought, 'Oh god…how long have I been here?'

Edgeworth could barely remember what had happened. His head was pounding too hard for him to think properly. The young prosecutor cursed under his breath and tried to stand up, but both his legs were broken. Edgeworth quickly collapsed into a heap and fell face-first into the puddle of blood.

Suddenly, he heard a door creak open and a ray of sunlight flashed against his face. Edgeworth looked up, hoping that Detective Gumshoe or somebody had found him. However, he only saw Damon Gant staring down at him with a big grin on his face.

Edgeworth wanted to scream and curse at that man with all his might, but when he opened his mouth, more blood spilled out. Gant chuckled softly and said, "How are you, Worthy? Did you sleep well?" Edgeworth glared at him, his eyes beet-red.

Gant just smiled again and slammed the heel of his right foot against Edgeworth's chest, causing the prosecutor to wretch up both more blood and the breakfast he had yesterday. "It's not nice to glare at people, Worthy. I thought you knew better…" Gant muttered as he watched Edgeworth clutch his stomach in pain.

Gant pulled a small blade out of his pocket and said, "Worthy…you really disappoint me. You may act all tough and heartless, but you couldn't even last a day in here! It's very sad, don't you think?" When Edgeworth didn't reply (he couldn't anyway), Gant kicked Edgeworth again, this time against the face.

Gant lifted Edgeworth up by the hair and held the blade dangerously close to his face. "You will answer when spoken to…understand, Worthy?" Edgeworth gave him a slight nod before spitting up more blood. Gant looked down at his suit and saw that it was smothered in Edgeworth's blood.

After a few moments of silence, Gant let go of Edgeworth and walked out of the room, muttering, "If this keeps up, I'm going to be stuck with one bloody torture chamber…" As the door to the chamber began to close, Edgeworth's eyesight faded and he lost consciousness…