Disclaimer: Neither Buffy or Saw belong to me. I'm just borrowing them to have some horrific fun.
Author's note: Each chapter will be autonomous from each other.
Oz's Trap.
Oz groaned as he woke up. He felt like he was lying on a concrete floor; he looked down and saw that he actually was lying on a concrete floor. His eyes focused on the dim light bulb swinging to and fro from the ceiling. He looked down at his body; somebody had taken his shirt and shoes.
"Oh man, what…?" Oz stopped mid-thought as he noticed something around his neck. It was a metal collar that stretched over his shoulders. Mounted on the collar were gun barrels, and they looked loaded. He tried to pull the collar off, but it wouldn't budge. He saw a lock in the front; maybe he could find the key or pick the lock. He looked up and took in his surroundings. He couldn't see the walls because of all the hooks. Each of the hooks had a dozen or so keys hanging on it. There must have been thousands of keys. Suddenly sparks flew from the walls ad he heard a low hum, as if somebody had just turned on the electricity. The keys suddenly began to buzz like an electric current was running through them. As he stood up, he happened to lay his hand on something. He looked down and saw a small tape recorder. He picked it up and saw a tape inside it. He wondered if this might explain why he was here. He hit play and a low gravelly voice began speaking.
"Hello Oz, I want to play a game. Ever since you found out about Willow's relationship with Tara McClay, your werewolfism has been connected to your emotions. Your anger almost cost a young woman her life and your own life. Tonight, you'll see if you can control yourself or if you really are just an animal. The guns on the collar around your neck are loaded with silver bullets, which are fatal to werewolves, as you already knew. The key to the device is on the wall, but you'll have to search to find the right one. The hooks the keys are hanging on are electrified, so you'll get a shock every time you take a key off the wall. Don't worry about the shocks setting off the collar, I've made it with parts that don't conduct electricity. The collar is set to go off if you change into your wolf self, so you'll have to control your emotions or that collar will blow your head off. The door is unlocked, but if you get out of range that collar will go off. So, Oz, let's see if you're a man or a monster. Let the game begin."
"Oh, God!" Oz said, looking around the room. He was trying desperately not to panic, so he just started the "game".
"Ah!" Oz cried as he grabbed a key off the wall. He tried the key on the lock, and it didn't work. He grabbed another key off the hooks and got zapped again. This key didn't work either.
"Ah!" Oz said as he grabbed three keys off a hook at once. All of them didn't unlock the collar. He was getting frustrated. There were still countless keys to go through, and each failed key was making him angrier. "No! I have to keep my cool."
He grabbed all the keys off one hook at once. The shock was nearly as bad as the shocks he was subjected to in the Imitative. He had to wait and get his emotions under control. He was able to suppress it, but he could feel how close he was to letting the wolf out.
"OK, just keep it together." Oz ordered himself. He sifted through the keys he'd just grabbed. Not it. Not it. Not it. Not it! NOT IT!
"GOD DAMN IT!" Oz screamed in anger. He felt his anger rising, and desperately tried to calm down when he saw a patch of fur appearing on his hand.
He started grabbing keys a handful at a time, getting a strong shock every time. He was fighting a losing battle. He was getting really, really mad. Key after key, shock after shock. It was becoming more than he could take. The pile of wrong keys kept growing, but there were still so many more left to try. He started grabbing all the keys off the wall, getting shocked worse and worse as he did. It was too much. He couldn't take it anymore!
"RRRAAAAAARRRRR!" Oz roared as he transformed.
BANG!!!