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Sorry it took so long to update this story. I was having trouble figuring out what to write. (Like always. xD)

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Also, MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR TORTURE!


Chapter four.

It was two days later when Slit Throat and Blade began to keep their promise to Sebastian. To them, Sebastian was nothing more than a spoiled brat who's daddy had money. So it was time they put the boy in his place.

Blade walked up to the young boy, and frowned in disgust as he was him. The boy thought he was so high and mighty, he was going to teach him. "Hey, Slit." He began as he began pulling out his blades. Two butcher knives and a boning knife. Along with them, he pulled out a sharpener. He didn't want to use a dull knife on the boy. "Why don't you get the camera? That way we can make the ransom video as well."

Slit stayed quiet for a second, then nodded. "Yeah, that's a good idea." He said, then looked down at Sebastian. "Wake him up and get him ready." He added, then left the room.

Blade looked back down at Sebastian. He was sleeping peacefully on the floor, but that was going to end. "Wake up, brat." He said, kicking him violently in the stomach to add more emphasis.

Sebastian startled, then whimpered and began to scramble away from the older man. He didn't want to hurt anymore, he wanted to be home.

Blade leaned down and picked Sebastian up by his hair, not bothering to even look at him as Sebastian cried out as he was dragged to a chair. "Shut up." Blade growled, then slapped him across the face before tying his hands to the back of the chair.

Slit walked back in, then smirked at Sebastian. "Good morning, sleepy head." He said in a condescending manner, then began to set the camera up.

"What do you want with me?" Sebastian asked, and Blade laughed.

"Don't think you're so important." He told him, as he began sharpening one of his knives.

Sebastian's stomach lurched. "No.." He whimpered, then began pulling at his restraints. "Please!" They couldn't hurt him. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to sob, he wanted to be home, he didn't want to hurt, he wanted to have a decent meal, he wanted his father.

Slit raised his eyebrows. "Oh?" He said, then looked over at Blade. "Take off his shirt." He commanded, and Sebastian wanted to be sick. He had no idea what they were going to do.

Blade ripped the shirt off of the teen's tiny body, then nodded at Slit. "Whenever you're ready." He told him, which made Slit smile.

Slit began the video with a grin. "Alexander Smythe," he boomed, and Sebastian flinched. They couldn't send this to his father. They couldn't. "We have something we want to show you!"

Slit turned the camera around so Sebastian was in the frame, and Sebastian paled. They were going to send this to his father. "Look!" Slit said enthusiastically. "Its your baby boy!"

"But there's more!" Slit said, then motioned for Blade. "We have something else we want to show you!"

Blade kneeled beside Sebastian, then pressed the blade of his knife to Sebastian's thin stomach and looked up at the camera. Sebastian felt bile rush up his throat. They were going to hurt him on camera, then send it to his father. "Sebastian has been here for three days." Blade said, then began to bring the knife down to his navel.

Sebastian screamed. He wanted to be sick, he wanted to curl in on himself so they couldn't keep cutting him, he wanted to die. "N-no, please stop." He begged as tears streamed down his face. It was agonizing.

"So," Blade continued, completely deaf to Sebastian's screams and pleas. "He will get a cut for every day he is here." He told the camera, then lifted the knife and placed in the middle of his chest, then began dragging it down.

Sebastian screamed again, then screwed his eyes shut as he gagged. He didn't throw up, even as he continued gagging. "Papa!" He sobbed as he looked at the camera. "S-sa-save me! H-hurts!"

"We want nine hundred million dollars in exchange for your son." Slit said as Blade made the third cut. "Tick tock, Mr. Smythe, I don't know how many days your son will last."


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