AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I feel as though I owe the readers an explanation. You may be wondering why none of the actual SAW movie characters are in my crazy fic, and the explanation is simple...well not really. The reason is; rather than using the actual characters, I like to use the anime characters that most resemble that particular person. I really sit there and pour through my anime collection, watching countless DVD's to find their anime equivalents. I won't spoil who is supposed to be who, in case your wondering, but I'm sure you'll be able to figure that out as the fic goes on.

secondly, my fic is a really backasswards example of a movie Xover, I'll explain why.

While it is based on the idea of the SAW movies, they don't really resemble each other. I use characters from EVERY media there is; anime, manga, video games, even some hentai characters. (If you know your stringendo accelerendo, you'll recongnize the girl in part 1).

If the character is fictional, and I think they have a place in the fic, then in they go. Characters from all over end up in here, if you keep your eyes open, you might find some of your faves. So anyway, that's what you need to know, and now, on to the reason you're here...

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It was dark, then again, it's always dark when your eyes are closed. Shiraki slowly fluttered them open and was met with more darkness. Now that her senses were coming back to her, she realized she was choking. Her first instinct was to swallow, she could still do that, but something was still caught in her throat. She raised her hands to her mouth and almost screamed; if she could have. Something was attached to her mouth; it was hard and cold, like metal. There was what felt like a long plastic tube fed into her mouth, and no doubt, ran all the way to her stomach. She stood bolt upright and felt her way along the device. It was strapped around her body with black leather belts. She felt around her her back and found what felt like an oxygen tank there.

She tried to scream for help, but all that escaped was a strangled sort of gurgle. And then the lights flashed on; Shiraki sheilded her eyes against them. When they finally adjusted, she saw something before her that she couldn't make sense of. At the opposite side of the room there was a door; it was wide open, but between her and the door was what looked like some kind of maze that ran along the roof. Before she had time to fathom any of this , a small old-fashioned television set flickered to life to her right. The grainy image crackled into focus and Shiraki let out another choked scream. The image on the screen looked some kind of elaborate carnival mask. It seemed to resemble an insect, with gaping pincer-like jaws and three glowing green eyes. It slowly turned in her direction and paused for just a moment before it began to speak:

"Hello, Shiraki, I want to play a game. Over the past few years you have proved yourself to be good at one thing; gaining people's favor. You win their alledgiance with your well-rehearsed and superficial jargon, force-feeding them exactly what it is they want to hear but never making good on your promises. This has worked out well for you in your perfect little world; leading the masses of your school on a blissful path to nowhere. Now, Shiraki, we'll see if you can reach the end of my path.

The device you are wearing has a tube that runs to your stomach, when this message is done playing, that device wil activate; the tank strapped to your back will be emptied into your stomach. Don't worry, it's only water, but remember, too much of a good thing can be bad for you. The only way to remove the device is with the key on the other side of the room, but to get there, you'll have to navigate the pole on your back through the rail maze on the cieling. Oh, and I wouldn't reccomend letting that pole touch the sides of the maze, or else you'll be in for a shocking experience, hehehe... let the game begin."

Before Shiraki could string her terrified thoughts together, the device on her back groaned to life, just as the message said. Shiraki could feel the rush of water as it hummed down the tube and directly into her stomach. Shiraki was positive there was more water in that tank than her stomach could hold; she had to move now. She stood up and carefully lined the pole rising from the tank between the rails of the maze. Shiraki shut her eyes and cried silently as she realized the true gravity of what was really happening hit her. What had she done to deserve this? She focused her tear-blurred eyes and looked up to the cieling, and slowly, ever so slowly, took her first steps into the maze.

Shiraki kept her eyes to the ceiling as she tip-toed left, and then right, and left again. She stopped and shudderd as the water began to build in her ever-expanding stomach. It hurt so much, she clutched her swollen belly and gurgled in pain. she wobbled slightly but snapped erect again remembering the electrified rails. Shiraki slowly plodded her way through the second half of the maze. It was so much harder to focus on the ceiling with the pain in her belly growing with every step. Every movement felt as though it would rip her stomach open for sure; but she knew she was almost there. She moved slowly left and to the right, going with the pattern of the maze. shiraki could see the key now, it hung from a chain in the middle of the open doorway.

Shiraki's pain and desperation were increasing rapidly, her stomach was streached far beyond the human capacity, if she didn't reach the key now...

then her desperation won the battle, she moved as fast as she could around the last corner, all she had to do now was take this god-forsaken thing off of her. She ripped the key from the chain. She fumbled around the leather straps on her chest and found the padlock holding them together. But... even her desperation and accelerated adrenalin couldn't stop the wildfire of pain from her stomach. She doubled over in absolute agony; her stomach had reached it's limit, even the seal around her mouth couldn't stop the leaking water as her body desperately worked it's gag reflex. She fumbled with the key around the lock but her pain took away any coordination she had left. she dropped the key and tugged ferociously at the tube in her mouth, but it was strapped around her head and wouldn't budge. And then, that's when it happened.

Her stomach exploded.

It tore directly down the middle in a grusome seam. Gallons of water, blood, and the contents of her stomach sloshed across the room. This didn't instantly kill her; but god she wished it would have; dispite knowing her death was certain, Shiraki's brain funtion hadn't slowed a bit. She stood on her shaky last legs and looked down and was actually able to see her intestines dangling from her abdomen. She let out a weak gurgle, most of which was blood working it's way up her throat. She took one awkward step, then another; then collapsed sideways to the floor...

SAW 0

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-END OF CHAPTER 1