Here is Chapter 9. Things are going to get pretty serious from here on out so if you wish to leave I understand but I implore you to stay. Pllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease 0 Thanks to all my reviewers. I really enjoy reading them so hope you like my story.
Gibson rolled on the floor and suppressed a groan of pain as he moved to sit up. He sat back and leaned heavily against the cold, stone wall and gazed around him. The door was locked from the outside, he had seen it when they came in, it had a panel with codes that changed every, what did Mandarin say? Day maybe. Then there was the fact that the door was so strong that not even Otto could cut through it. Otto… He looked over at the green monkey. He was lying on the ground of his bubble and sucking his thumb. He mumbled a bit in his sleep but rolled over and readjusted himself. He looked to Nova who seemed furious, at herself, at Mandarin, At him; Gibson couldn't even begin to guess. Nova tended to be just angry. Proof of this was her staring at her feet grumbling to herself. He looked over to Chiro who was also fast asleep, but unlike Otto, it was far from peaceful. He tossed and turned constantly, mumbling and whispering to himself. Though Gibson couldn't hear him (Mandarin's device cut of all sound from inside the bubble) he had an idea of what he might be saying. But his attention was drawn to Antauri who, of course, was hovering and meditating. He smiled softly, It had been five long years since he had left but they were still his team his family. Then his eyes fell on the last monkey. Gibson was drawn back in surprise to learn Sprx was staring at him, if anything a little angrily. Their gazes met and they sat staring at each other, daring the other to blink. Their silent contest was interrupted by the door sliding open.
The black warriors walked into the room carrying to large posts, Mandarin right behind, "I decided that all fun will be done in front of the team and not videotaped," Mandarin looked at Gibson and waited as if daring him to protest. He didn't; he simply stared at him with all of the hatred he felt possible. "Movies are just so expensive and we are on a tight budget so it will be live from now on."
Everyone new that to be a lie, Mandarin had plenty of money at his disposal. He simply wanted Gibson to be humiliated in person. This thought made Nova, Sprx, and Otto grit their teeth in frustration.
If only we could Help Gibson escape, But we are trapped in these infuriating bubbles, Antauri thought. He began studying his bubble, trying to find something he could use to get out. All he saw, however was the lid, and by the looks of it, if he touched the lid it would explode. He sighed and sat down in frustration.
Chiro was awake now and had his face pressed up against the glass. What was going to happen to Gibson now, he thought.
The Skeleton monsters set the heavy metal poles down. They made a sound that shook the room as they hit the stone ground. The Skeleton blobs grabbed Gibson and tied his right arm to one post and his left to another and forced him to kneel down.
Gibson pulled at the restraints but found the poles were to heavy for him to lift. Then suddenly there was a crack and Gibson was blinded by the pain that reverberated up and down his back.
Mandarin lifted the whip high above his head and brought it crashing down on Gibson's back. Gibson sucked in air through his teeth, trying hard not to scream out.
Mandarin came down harder and harder cackling the entire time. He came down on Gibson's arms and drew faint lines of blood.
Nova was screaming her head off and punching at her bubble.
Otto stood completely rigid as he watched his friend's torture. Next to him Sprx was swearing like a sailor and also punching his bubble.
Antauri flinched away every time the whip came crashing down on Gibson's back. It was infuriating having to watch such horror and he could do nothing to stop it.
Chiro had turned away not able to handle Gibson's torture.
Finally after what had seemed like hours, The whipping stopped. Gibson's body collapsed but the binds held him up. He knelt on the verge of consciousness, panting and sweating. Blood ran down his back and his arms.
Mandarin laughed all the more horribly at Gibson; strait in his face. "Now do you believe me when I told you you were weak?" Gibson spat in his face.
"Yeah Gibson," Otto cheered.
"Way to go Geek," Sprx said.
Nova did a fist pump in the air to show her enthusiasm, but Mandarin did not seem amused, "Bring… the tank," he told the zombies. They left and returned with a tank full of water.
Antauri, with his years of experience, saw what was coming next, "No, you cannot do this Mandarin! Stop! Do not do it!" He screamed through his sound proof bubble.
Mandarin pressed a button on a panel that appeared out of the wall and a medium sized chair was lowered into the room. He untied Gibson and forced him into the chair and strapped him to it. Then he pushed another button and the chair slowly rose. The black blobs pushed the tank under Gibson.
Everyone realized in that instant what was about to happen. Mandarin pushed another button and Gibson's chair went flying into the tank. Then it surged upward. Gibson gasped but then was submerged again, surprised he tried to gasp underwater, bad idea. He came up and coughed up water. Before he could even draw in air he was in water again so his body naturally tried to breath but just at the wrong time. He rose again and threw up the water and was submerged again. This time he rose more slowly and he stayed there. He gasped like a fish and Mandarin let him go. He fell to the stone cold floor.
Mandarin laughing hysterically left the room followed by the zombies who trailed him like shadows.
Gibson rolled onto his stomach and coughed up the rest of the water in his lungs and he lay on his stomach breathing heavily. He couldn't even think of laying on his back. It burned just lying there. Exhaustion took over him and he sunk deep into unconsciousness.
Chiro gets on my nerves sometimes. That's why I made him kinda seem like a coward. Sorry to Chiro lovers but you know. *shrugs* So chapter nine. Tell me how im doing.
