Chapter 4:
Mince
Misty and Onterage sat for a long time, even after what rampaged above them grew silent. She stared up at the vent above, and knew nothing was coming, but yet she felt safer down where she sat. Thankfully, the sign said almost all.
She shivered.
Hearing the roars, the hissing, the screeching, and everything, she felt that this was about to be turned into a game.
A deadly one.
All she had now was Onterage.
Misty glanced at Onterage, "Should we go?"
Onterage nodded, and leaped busting through the vent, the vent falling over, and making a loud smack on the solid steel floor. Misty poked her head up, and then pulled herself up, shifting back to normal, and closing the vent behind her. Onterage's back was arched, ready for anything that was about to come their way, and kept it that way, until Misty stood beside.
They both looked far down the hallway, which seemed to lead to a stairway ahead of them, which was quite the distance away for a hallway. On each side, what used to be cages were on both sides, were broken, and showed that the bars breaking out destroyed each. Misty had a dark feeling in her stomach, and knew that it wasn't empty.
"At least there's light." Misty took a deep breath.
They moved forward, and set only two steps into the hallway, and quickly Misty grew scared, and felt almost paralyzed after that, and couldn't bare move a step forward. Her head then was smacked with something that seemed to feel like metal, and all that she seen was Onterage racing after her, as she felt something grab her by the shoulders, and dragged her away.
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The lights were slightly dim as he opened his eyes, and soon they grew brighter as his vision cleared, and seen only the ceiling, were the lights had blood all over them. Unsure whether to look at himself and determined if he was still in one piece, he lied there, on a flat bed silent.
Flat bed?
Jared sprung his body upwards, or tried to, and found his whole body was restrained down on a flat bed, covered with blood that may be his own. He began to panic, unsure of where he was, he felt doomed.
As he quickly looked around the room, nothing was around, except a large machine just above his body, attached to the ceiling.
This was bad.
"HELLO!" Jared howled.
No one replied.
"Hello! Is anyone here?" Jared tried again.
He then heard laughing.
"Huh? Who's there! Get me out!" Jared growled, hearing that the laugh sounded like more of a taunt.
He tried fidgeting out, and tried to make his body get out by his feet, and push himself out. The laughing quickly drew closer, and soon became a screaming howl, like a crazy person's laugh would sound like.
"I'm screwed." Jared quickly gave up.
He felt then hands rub against his cheeks, and grew very irritating, the feel of it was moist, and the hands danced across his chest that was revealed with no shirt on. It grew into a creepy feeling.
"Enjoying the stay?" the voice deepened.
"Stop touching me damn it!" Jared snapped.
The person then revealed himself, and stood in Jared's view. It was a scrawny chameleon with eyes that said he was crazy, but one covered with an odd eye patch. He was dark blue, and had two horns, one broken. He dressed in ripped clothing, and had hands that were gross in detail, as if they've been through a shredder. But Jared looked closer.
They just had no skin.
He wanted to faint, but couldn't, he have to keep himself awake, though crept out by the crazy chameleon, "Who…are you?"
The chameleon laughed, "Why should you know?"
Jared stared to get more irritated, "Cause if you don't tell me, I'll rip that head off of your shoulder's."
The chameleon laughed again, this time, the same hysterical high-pitched laugh Jared hated, "I'm the one that brought you here, and I'll be your master very soon."
Jared's muscled bulged, "You're starting to draw the line buddy, just tell me!"
His laugh calmed back down to a lower pitch, and sounded a lot like Darren's voice, "Dr. Marvelo. Dr. Mince Marvelo."
"How ironic." Jared laughed a little
"Silence!" Mince quickly drew out a knife the size of his skinless hands, and pointed it at Jared's nose. Jared's ears quickly fell back in fright, and silenced.
"You're lucky that you survived that attack." Mince growled, "But I'll change that."
"Wait! What are you doing?" Jared lit up in alert.
Mince walked through a door, and left it open, then quickly came out with what looked like an injection.
"Ack! No! Please! I'll do anything!" Jared panicked.
Mince walked closer, his back slightly arched, "Anything isn't enough."
Jared panicked even more, "Okay! EVERYTHING! Just let me go!"
Mince stopped, "Everything?"
"Anything and everything you want me to do, just please! I don't want to die!" Jared begged, "Just tell me what you want me to do! And I'll do it! I just want to get out of here!"
"Oh you will." Mince smiled evilly, "But you won't remember a thing."
"NO!" Jared howled.
Mince walked up beside Jared, and leaned over by his face, his breath passing Jared's nose with the scent of blood. Jared grew scared.
"Now that I think of it." Mince raised his head, "Just sit still."
Mince gave a lick on Jared's face, and quickly ran off. Jared sat on the flat bed, and felt disgusted.
"Torture." Jared belched, "Blech! And rape."
Mince then returned, and slowly began walked to Jared, shirt gone.
"This is bad." Jared whimpered, his ear back down.
"I've got one other with me." He mentioned, "But, you'll be the first."
"In what?" Jared asked.
Mince leaned over, his smile turned into a grin of lust, "To be my pleaser."
"In other words?" Jared whimpered.
Mince quickly leaped on the table, and grabbed Jared's arms, as the restraints loosened, and released Jared.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!" Jared howled.
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Misty woke up from Jared's cry for help, and found herself put into a cage made of stainless steel. She felt wet, as if something was lightly splashed across the face and arms, and it bothered her greatly. Onterage was right next to her, chained up to a wall near by, and it sat, whimpering.
"What happened?" Misty said, rubbing her head.
"We've been taken hostage." Onterage spoke with a female sort of voice to it.
Misty stared at Onterage, "You can speak?"
"I didn't trust you at first." Onterage explained, "But I know exactly who you are now. But right now, your friend…"
"Jared!" Misty leaped, "That was him! Where is he?"
"He on the other side of the way in front of us." Onterage stood, "But we can't get out without Mince setting us free."
"Mince?" Misty stared.
"He's the one that grabbed you, and is planning to rape you!" Onterage lowered her head.
Misty felt like fainting.
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It was silent, but it was dangerous now, they couldn't find Jared anywhere, or Misty. Sammy and Darren sat with silence.
"Darren?" Sammy spoke up, "I'm sorry."
"It's not you." Darren said with his face turned towards a window, "I should've known this was a trap. Now we've lost two, and I don't plan on leaving here without someone still beside me. Mainly Misty."
"I understand." Sammy said, "But I don't think we're going to be able to find either one of them now, not with the 50/7's running around, they'd be dead by now."
"Did you notice though?" Darren lifted his head.
"What?" Sammy lifted her head.
"What were you shooting at?" Darren stood.
Sammy sat for a moment, and then looked at Darren, "you know I don't know, I think it was a chameleon, about your size."
"What if…" Darren said quietly.
"What if we're not alone?" Sammy finished, "What if that chameleon I shot at, survived, and took Jared away, and also have Misty?"
"No…" Darren raised an eyebrow.
Out from behind, hysterical laughed echoed, and both jumped, spun around, and found a flat screen on a wall, showing Mince's face on it, which laughed evilly.
"What the hell?" Sammy blinked.
"Why, if it isn't Darren." Mince's voice deepened, "It's been a while."
"You!" Darren growled.
"You thought you killed me a few years ago, didn't ya?" Mince sneered.
"What are you doing now?" Sammy growled.
"Ha!" Mince barked, "I've got two of your friends here, and I just wanted you to know, one of them have pleased me very well."
Darren snarled in great anger, and raised his first to punch at the screen, but Sammy grabbed his arm, and tried holding him back. Darren grew even more furious.
"No! Wait! Let him talk first!" Sammy told him.
Darren backed off; his back arched, and was still angry.
"I'm surprised you brought Misty down here." Mince continued, "Cause she's in my hands, but I do plan to make a deal with you."
"Which is?" Darren growled.
"If you want Misty back, you're going to have to let Jared, your fox friend here, be my little toy until you get here, then, you'll decide whether Jared's mine, or yours after I'm done with him."
"What do you mean by toy really?" Sammy asked, taking a step forward.
"Don't even bother Samiria," Darren raised a finger, "He won't answer anyways."
"Well, I'll give you a few minutes to talk to Jared," Mince growled a little, "then I'd suggest you boogie down here."
"What about Misty?" Darren growled.
"Tough luck." Mince sneered again.
The screen then blacked out for a moment, then popped to life again.
Both of their mouths dropped, when they seen Jared. His face was bloody, and his neck had bruises and bite marks all over. His ear was bitten, and his mouth was dripping with blood.
"Jared." Sammy said silently with sorrow.
"Why are you letting him do this to you?" Darren asked.
"It's for Misty." Jared said, his voice weak, "I'm doing this to stall time for you guys to get down here as fast as you can. Misty is too damn young to die, and you know it Darren."
"Hold on Jared!" Sammy started to cry a little, "we'll be there to get you!"
"No!" Jared growled, "You can't."
"Don't say that Jared!" Darren growled, "We're getting you too!"
"It's too late." Jared mentioned, "He's already starting to make me into something that'll slow you down, and-" Jared then let out a howl of pain, as his bones popped, his muscles trying to readjust in him, and his voice grew more rough.
"Jared! No!" Sammy cried out.
Jared was able to get his voice back a little, but he couldn't move, "Look! Just save Misty! And get yourselves out! I'm mutating into something that'll help Mince more than ever! And I don't want Misty o be a part of it! Just get down here and save her!"
"Jared! We're coming for you too!" Darren growled, "You won't become anything! We'll be there for you!"
"No! It's too late!" Jared then howled, and his neck vein's bulged out, and his neck started to turn to a darker color. The screen then blanked to black.
"No!" Darren cried out.
Darren fell to his knees, and sobbed, his one friend that he's known for a long time, gone.
Sammy knelt behind him, and set a hand on his shoulder, "Darren. I have to ask."
Darren slightly turned his head.
"How do you know him?"
"Mince…" Darren growled.
"Mince is his name?" Sammy lifted her head a little.
"Yes. Mince." Darren growled again, "Mince Marvelo."
"Odd name if you ask me." Sammy growled, "But, what did he do to Jared?"
"It's something you just don't want to know." Darren growled, "Too gory, to vivid to even think about it."
Sammy nodded, "So how do you know him?"
"He's my brother." Darren cried a little, "My mutant brother."
It was a horrid thing Mince did, and I still can't stand to think about it, it was just cruel…