This chapter will be Jason's point of view, obviously, because it says that. Well, i'd say Jason's in some sort of'a state of shock. Plus, he has a really high fever, etc., etc. He will often repeat himself and his thoughts will shift rather easily.
This is taking place in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.
This entire story has NO SLASHES in any way.
I do not own batman or monsters inside me, go back to chapter one, etc. etc.
Hope ya enjoy.
If you do not like medical stuff, probably shouldn't read, you have been warned.
Chapter Eight
Jason's Point of View
Pain… Pain…
Why is my… My… My body's on fire! Oh, gosh I'm dying… I'm dying… I'm dying again.
I can't… Breathe! I can't breathe, oh, gosh, I can't breathe. It hurts, it hurts so much. I'm choking, and I don't know why. Why am I choking? What's that-that noise? It's so freakin' loud. Please, please make it stop. Just make it stop! The noise, it pounding my head, mocking me; they're mocking me! They're hurting me on purpose. They're all probably laughing, like, like… *Him!
He's doing this isn't he; hurting me, laughing at me, pounding me, with, with all of these noises.
I-I CAN'T DIE AGAIN! Not again. Not now, not like this! My- My- It hurts! They're yelling, why are they yelling? They, it's more than one. I feel movement and then - then pain, pain, pain!
I try to open my eyes, but they won't work, and they're burning, burning, burning! My eyes are on fire, my legs are cramped and stiff, and they hurt. My ear- head's hurting, and burning… Like, like it just got pounded and- and it burns too, like- like I just got beaten with a crowbar and blown up again!
No, no, no! My whole body's on fire! My nose is burning and I can't breathe out of it; someone must be pinching it- someone with a hand made of medal and fire! They're trying to suffocate me, trying to kill me!
No! Not again, I-I –can't-
I try to twist out of their grasp, but then I feel pain everywhere! My abdomen and entire upper body is on fire and burning and scraping, and scratching, and skinning.
I hear a terrifying inhuman noise and it only seems to scare and hurt me more and I jerk away, causing my head and body to throb only to realize it's coming from me. I hear desperate gasping noises and choked sobs along with other disturbing noises, and they're all coming from me!
I feel warm and cool liquid pouring out of my eyes, onto something damp, I feel my throat completely closed in on itself and every time I hear a noise, I suffer more for it. I want to stop it! I want to control it, but the more I think about it the more I can't help it; the more I panic.
I can't breathe, I can't see, I'm being tortured, I'm, I'm-I'm dying! And another thing scares me when I realize, I have no idea what's going on. Where am I, whose doing this, what-what
I feel someone – something, grab my jaws, and it hurts, hurts, hurts! They're trying to turn my head, and I start to slip from the pain it's causing…
I'm not sure if I blacked out or not, and that scares me too, how long was I out, what's- what's…
But my chest is killing me even more every second! And my head's being pounded harder; I can feel pressure build in both, with every passing second and then I realize- I realize I'm suffocating.
Then I feel something forcing my mouth open, and I think I hear myself give another choked sob, in fact I feel it. I try to lift my arms up in protest, only to find that the fire on my upper arms and upper body burns stronger, like it's restraining me and I'm forced to lay there and suffer.
I feel them trying to get to my throat, inside my throat, and I don't want to let them to, because I know they'll only cause more pain. I try to turn my head, close my mouth and struggle at first, but the pain get's too intense and they won't have it.
I try to make noises of protest as I feel them trying to force things, their torture equipment, down my throat, but it hurts even more because of that, causing more warm and cool liquid to run down my face, and then I realize, there's something on my face, laying on my nose and covering the upper portions of my head. Is that what this is, were they trying to suffocate me and now trying to save me, just so they can start the process all over again? I must have blacked out from the pain and lack of air, that might be why I don't remember much, maybe I'd inhaled the water and now they're trying to suck it out; so they can continue with their sick fun!
No, no, no! I won't let them, I won't let them! I-I
I feel them trying to push and prod something down my throat, and I hear this sucking sound, I also feel cold metal being stuck into my mouth and towards my throat and I start to panic; only to have something else occurred to me, they've drugged me.
My movements are heavy, I feel full of led and it's making my head and body ache worse, because it's trying to pull me under; trying to drag me back into unconsciousness, only for me to wake up to the next form of torture.
It's a tease, a tease telling me to give in, that they want me to give in, when it's all just one big tease! I won't let them, I can't let them-
I feel the cold medal pressing onto my burning, hurting throat and I see stars, all the sudden everything's too hot, not just burning, but hot, like a heat wave and I think I pass out for a second.
But they're still pushing and prodding and I feel hot ooze leaking into my mouth, and then I taste it and it taste bitter and terrible and, and bloody, I can taste iron as well. And then the pain, the pain is more then I can take!
It feels like someone is pouring acid down my throat and the once cold medal, doesn't feel so cold anymore, it's more like it's contrasting between the two, of acid and cold.
My throat's burning unbearably and I feel the fluid being sucked out, and this, this tube? being pushed down it, all while the metal and acid is pushing at it and I'm not sure if I've felt pain this intense, maybe when I died, and then I can't take it anymore, I need this to stop!
I let out a scream and that's over the limit now. I feel my back arch and the stars are back, and my- my- I've never felt this much pain before! I feel myself lose it, as my last resort of fight or flight take in and I can't even comprehend my movements, I'm just doing them.
It's not anything I was trained to do, it's not any moves I make against my tortures, it's not graceful or coordinated, it's panic and thrashing and twisting and flailing, and I can't help it. I lose it and I'm not even sure what I'm doing, my brains on over drive and I can't- cant
I my entire body contracts and I start to gag around their tools, causing unbearable pain and I feel stomach acid and puke trying to push its way through my throat and out my mouth, but it can't really, with how messed up and swollen my throat is and I start to gag even more, each jolt and movement and spasm my body is doing is causing me such pain I'm see colors with the stars now and I try to stop screaming and gagging, but it isn't working.
My throat's burning away to nothing, I'm sure, my head's going to explode and I realize to a terrifying extant just how bad the rest of my body is hurting when my body continues to make itself puke only for it to get caught in my throat.
I feel the metal and sucking tube forcefully make their way down my throat and then I feel the puke make its way up, not all of it though. I feel the thing I'm laying on lift up slightly, why, I'm not sure, but now I feel my upper body is a little higher then my lower.
I feel people grabbing my arms and tying my shaking/flailing wrist down, before moving down towards my feet, it hurts. I can feel my eyes rolling like heavy mar balls in my head, making it feel like someone taking a hammer to my eye sockets, it hurts.
I feel myself suffocating and I know I'm slipping. My upper body and head is begging for air so much that my movements are starting to slow and my muscle's to cramp more so, though they won't stop spasming and flailing even as they cramp and start to shut down. I feel lactic acid building up and my entire body burns more for it. I feel my head pound and I'm sure it is blowing up on itself, if that's even possible at this point, I don't care.
Then I feel something stab into my right lung and I'm getting air again, not much, but still, some, I think they're shoving a tube into it and it hurts!
At this point I'm begging with myself to pass out, but I can't and I don't know why. I'm trying everything I can think of, but that's the thing, I can't think! Just like when I was being beaten by that crowbar and I wanted nothing more, at many points, to just pass out but every time I would, I'd come too, only minutes, seconds? later.
Hurting would be an understatement to how I am really feeling, right now…
I then feel my body throw itself into an all out spasm attack, my body's no longer listening to me and I just want to pass out! The liquid is spilling out of my eyes faster now.
I can't tell if I'm slipping in and out of consciousness now or not. I hear the voices yelling and I vaguely remember the torturers were still here, but I couldn't bring myself to care much, I just wanted to pass out.
I feel myself start choking on my tongue before feeling it quickly being pulled out, I then feel a sharp pain going through my tongue and chin and I realize they're sewing my tongue down to my chin to keep me from choking on it, and I can't help that noise that comes out of my throat, protesting, though I notice it's a really weak noise, in fact all my noises have gotten weaker, so have my movements, I feel so weak and tired and… Everything I'm thinking of I can't fully comprehend and I wonder if the end is near, or if I'm slipping into unconsciousness; maybe the latter.
Finally, with all the pain raining down on me, my body's finally starting to slip into unconsciousness and I'm begging it to.
My body's still convulsing and the pain's still excruciating, but I'm slipping and my last thoughts are that, 'I'm going to die…'
So in case you didn't know who '*him' was when Jason was panicking, that would be the joker he was thinking of.
Oh, and the 'torturers' are the paramedics and Leslie, and no they were not really torturing him, that's just what his messed up mind was thinking, hazily. They were actually trying to help him.
Oh, and yes, when you start choking on your tongue, which can happen, and don't freak out, read what was happening to Jason, he had all that goin' on, not gonna say exactly what!
But if you have a seizure, etc, it can happen and yes, you sometimes have to do that, to keep them from choking on it.
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