The cold metal of the table was actually comforting at first.
Gon enjoyed being able to lie down, to rest for even just a moment. The metal chains that bound him to the table where annoying, and he felt fear claw at him.
What was going to happen to them now?
Gon glanced over at Killua, who currently stood next to him. The ex- assassin was staring at him, but at the same time his eyes seem to look right through him.
Was Killua alright?
Gon flinched suddenly as a spasm of pain fluctuated through out his entire body. Straining against his bounds, he heard someone screaming.
The scream shrieked, blood curdling. Gon felt inexplicably to whoever was going through so much pain. His own pain seared through him, until suddenly he realized.
It was him who was screaming.
Faintly, he heard screams from afar, calling out his name. He heard laughter. He heard pain.
He smelled blood.
It felt as if a thousand bolts of electricity was sprinting through his body. Gon's eyes were wide, but all he saw was white.
White.
White and red.
Red?
Blood.
And it was then that suddenly the pain stopped, leaving him panting. Gon knew that he was crying, but the tears seemed unreal to him.
Gon sensed somebody grasping his hand. He latched on to their tight grip. That was real to him.
White.
Gon blinked, trying to be rid of the bright color.
Red.
Gon shook. A whisper slid through his ears.
"Can you trust Killua?"
So tempting, so tantalizing. It was like a serpent's slithering, like a dead cat's final, soft hiss.
Gon jolted. The pain was back, hungry. Thirsty.
Hungry for his flesh, thirsty for his blood.
And then there it was again. Comforting. Soothing. Urging him.
"Say no. Why would you ever trust Killua? He's the one who is doing this to you. It's all Killua's fault. Say no. Say you don't trust him."
Gon struggled. Pain. Pain. Pain.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" he screeched. Of course he trusted Killua. Killua would never hurt him. Killua would never…
Another voice inside of him was whispering one word.
Pain.
Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.
. PAIN. PAIN. PAIN.
PAIN. PAIN. PAIN.
Gon held onto that hand that grasped his. This is real. THIS IS REAL…
"If you say you don't trust Killua, the pain will stop."
Gon didn't know what was happening. He wanted the pain to stop. He wanted…
Killua.
The voice shouting pain stuttered.
Killua.
Just as Gon so desperately held that hand, he held onto that name. That name.
Killua.
The pain will stop if he says he doesn't trust Killua?
Gon could almost see the anger well up in him. A rage born from love. Like a phoenix from the ashes of his pain, he rose, blazing with ire.
"OF COURSE I TRUST KILLUA!"
The scream left him, and the pain was turned up several notches. Gon felt himself floating away. This pain…it was taking him away…far away.
Gon grasped that hand. A link to the world. A link from the pain.
"Are you sure?"
Gon couldn't scream anymore. All his strength born away by an invisible breeze. All he could whisper were his five words from before.
"Of course I trust Killua…"
The pain died down, until it was just a throbbing that wouldn't leave. It spiked, almost angry at being reduced.
Gon's vision was black. It was as if he had been swallowed by that darkness of a forlorn heart.
Was Killua alright?
Gon twitched, and then fell still. He couldn't move. His body refused any command he gave it. All he could do was bear the burden of that throbbing pain.
It was then that Gon felt something fall on his cheek.
It stung slightly, but Gon could tell that it was water. Was it raining?
Gon felt like hitting himself. Of course it wasn't raining. How dumb was he anyway?
Gon realized he was still holding somebody's hand. Gon could feel their bone's grinding in his grip. Gon loosened his hold, and was delighted, despite of himself, when his hand actually followed his command.
More rain- if that's what it was- fell onto his cheeks.
"Gon…"
The voice was a whisper. It was so quiet that for a moment Gon thought he had imagined it. But no. It was real.
"Gon…"
Gon's sense of reality seemed to be fading. He grasped at it, at that voice. That voice…so familiar.
"Killua…" Gon whispered, fighting for strength, for sanity, for something real.
"Gon! Gon, I'm right here! Gon!"
Gon felt the chains that bound him to the table being shattered. Slowly, his vision was beginning to return to him.
Killua.
But just as he caught a glimpse of his friend's shining blue eyes, and he realized that the water that fallen onto his face was Killua's tears, Gon fell deep into unconsciousness.
Gon's eyes fluttered open.
The world was bright. Light streamed from everything like it was made from sunlight. Gon blinked.
His ears rung. Gon shook his head, trying to get rid of the awful noise.
And suddenly, the memories came into focus.
The pain.
Pain.
Killua.
Gon shook his head again, moaning. He blinked.
"Killua…" he groaned.
The ringing in his ears intensified, and the white light around him spiked, almost like electricity. Gon blinked again. Now that he thought about it, the air he breathed crackled with energy. Taking a deep breath, Gon recognized a familiar aura.
"Killua…" he murmured.
He could barely move, could barely think. He only knew one thing.
He had to help Killua.
A bolt of electricity ran through him suddenly. Pain shot through him, all too familiar. Gon merely winced.
He tried to sit up. His vision still glowed, but he could see fluctuations of darker and brighter light. He dodged the bright strips that sliced his eyes, and headed for the softer portion. A familiar scent wafted towards him.
Blood.
What was going on?
Gon began to blink profusely, and his vision began to clear enough to see a hazy picture of what was going on.
It was Killua on the torture table this time. His entire body was alight with lightening. Blood oozed everywhere. Gon could barely stand the sight of him.
"Killua!" he cried hoarsely.
The boy on the table glanced over at him and smiled faintly.
No.
Gon shook his head.
No.
No.
NO.
He felt the rage boil, then bloom. It filled his being.
Killua…
Gon must have done something wrong. This was Killua taking the consequences, he was sure. This was Killua going through hell for him.
The tables at turned.
Hoped you liked this chapter! PLEASE REVIEW! I'll update around next week…. J
