A/N: Hey so this is my first fanfic that was uploaded on my other account but will be updated on here now because I forgot the details of my account. Please feel free to review, any feedback is appreciated :) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own pitch perfect or any of their characters.
(Chloe's POV)
I froze as I looked into the dark, blood-filled pit. There she was, I had finally found her; but this wasn't the girl that I knew. Her hair wasn't the beautiful hazel brown that I loved, not anymore; it was deep red. She was drenched in a pool of her own blood. The parts of her face that I could see, I wished that I couldn't. There was a deep cut that sliced across her cheek and her eye was more black and swollen than I have ever seen; with crimson flowing down from just above it. Her whole body was shaking slightly as she laid there, if it wasn't for that I might have thought that she was dead. From the waist up, she was sliced again and again and I could see her open flesh through what was left of her shirt. As I ran towards her, screaming out her name. She turned her head to look into my eyes and all I could see was fear. No, not fear, torture. Pure torture. These people hadn't just tortured her body; they had tortured her mind and soul along with it.
I couldn't bear to see her like this yet I couldn't tear my eyes away. I could almost feel my heart rip in half at the sight of it all. For a moment I just laid there with her, cradling her as she cried into my arms. It was as if I was in a trance and I wasn't brought back into reality until I could hear harsh, thundering footsteps coming our way.
As soon as I turned around, my stomach dropped. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My eyes had to be lying, this had to be some horrible nightmare I was having. I knew that face, that hair. But I never knew what this monster was capable of.