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Bold underlined – Chapter Titles/Character's Perspective

Bold Italics – Memories

Italics – Thinking (In thought)

Previously on Darkest Hour - "Hand over Dean, and we'll let you and Seth go free." Luke said stepping up beside Bray. Roman's breath caught in his throat as he now felt his back hit the wall of the room and the three Wyatt's all circled around him like rabid dogs. "Over my dead body." Roman replied harshly as his eyes narrowed again. "You've already hurt him enough Bray. Whatever the hell you did to him, you fix it right now." Bray's eyes fixtated on Roman as their eyes met. "Are you threatning me Roman?" He then let out a psychotic laugh. "Not a smart move."

Roman stood his ground as they Wyatt's moved closer all around him boxing him in against the wall with nowhere to go. Bray laughed like a deranged madman as Braun balled up his hand into a fist and went to punch Roman in the head to knock him out, but the Somoan man was faster as he managed to dodge out of the way as the black sheep's fist collided with the wall causing the entire cabin to rumble and shake from the imapct. Roman then tried once again to move out of the way while Strowman was momentarily distracted, but he now found himself staring into Bray's eyes.

"Give it up Roman." He said softly. "You won't win against the three of us." Roman was about to retaliate with a response, but for some odd reason he couldn't think of anything. As he stared into Bray's eyes, he found himself frozen, like his boots were somehow glued to the floor. What the hell is happening? He wondered. Why can't I move? Is this Bray's way of messing with my mind or some hidden psychopathic power he has? Bray laughed as Braun took Dean's uncontious body from Roman as he leaned to the Somoan man's ear and whispered, "Anybody but you Roman. Anybody but you."

Before Roman had any time to react, the next thing he felt was a painful shot to his head and black spots began to fill his vision as he fell to his knees in agony. Bray let out another laugh as his wild eyes locked with Roman's again as a wave of darkness now began to engulf him. "Follow the buzzards Roman. Follow the buzzards." Another deranged laugh came from Bray as Roman finally gave into the darkness surrounding him and passed out.

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Chapter 10 - The Torturous Hour

Dean's head pounded in sheer agony as he opened his eyes and looked around realizing he was in a whole new area had never been in before and was once again strapped to a chair with his arms and legs tied to the back of the chair. His eyes widened when he cast his gaze on a small pool in the far off corner of the room. What the hell happened? He wondered as all thoughts in his mind turned to Roman. Great, the Wyatt's got a hold of me again. He realized drawing in a deep breath.

He looked down at himself and noticed the words Broken Puppet on his rib cage had stopped aching and hurting, which brought him a sense of relief because he wasn't in pain at the moment, which gave a clear moment to actually think of what to do next. If he was going to get himself out of this prediciment, it was all up to him now. He had to be the one to save himself and his brothers now. Roman and Seth's fate now rested in the Lunatic Fringe's hands and he knew he couldn't let them down.

He looked around the room again as he now heard a set of footsteps approaching him and the pain in his body now returned as he could feel Bray's presense. "He's awake Bray." He heard Luke's voice now and looked around to see all three Wyatt family members circling around him like hungry rabid dogs circling around their injured prey. "Nice to see you again Dean." Bray said as his dark brown eyes locked onto the Lunatic Fringe's hazel ones. "Now we can get started on finishing up."

"Finishing up what?" Dean asked as a surge of fear shot through his stomach. Bray didn't answer and Dean watched as the eater of worlds, locked eyes with Strowman, obvioulsy giving him silent orders, which sent more shivers of fear down Dean's spine as he drew in a deep breath to keep himself together. He watched as Harper and Strowman both nodded and went over and untied Dean's arms and legs from the chair and they both grabbed him and dragged him over to the pool, which was steaming with heat, which made Dean's eyes widen in fear.

Harper and Strowman both looked over at Bray as he took a seat in the nearby rocking chair and started rocking back and forth with a psychotic grin spread across his face, and he gave the other two a small nod. Dean's body went rigid with fear as both Strowman and Harper both forced Dean's upper body into the sizzling heat, causing the Lunatic Fringe to scream out in pure agonizing pain. Dean's breathing came out in rapid gasps and his body shook as he tried to fight off against Harper and Strowman but each attempt was futile as they both forced him back into to sizzling heat, causing the cuts on his body and his injuries to reopen and start bleeding.

After what seemed like an eternity, and with his vision blurry from the chlorene heated water, Bray had ordered the other two to finally stop. Bray let out a laugh as Dean felt his body being dragged yet again, and his body shook with pain from his injuries as Strowman and Harper now held him up in place. Bray's eyes went wild as he gently gabbed ahold of Dean's face and said in a soft tone, "Follow the buzzards Dean. Join us." Dean's vsion slowly started returning as he just bearly caught sight of a shiny glimmer of silver in Bray's hand, and a shiver of fear ran down his spine.

"Join us Dean." Bray replied. "Become one with us brother." "Fuck off." Dean said with a growl as his eyes narrowed. Bray's eyes went wild again as he brought his face close enough that Dean could feel his breath on his skin. "That's the biggest mistake you've made so far tonight Dean." He said with a deranged laugh. Dean let out a cry of pain and tried to fight against Harper and Strowman's combined strength as they tightened their grip on his arms and legs, leaving only his naked upper half exposed to the sadistic torture of what was to come next.

He cried out in agony as he felt the sharp digging into his skin over and over forming more cuts all across his body. at one point, Bray dug the knife so far into his side that Dean could've sworn he heard something snap inside him as a wave after wave of agony shot through his battered and broken body. He was too weak now to fight back. To weak to do anything as he continued to scream out in pain. "That's right, sing for me little caged wolf." Bray said with a whisper into the Lunatic Fringe's ear. "Sing for me, and I will set you free." Thick sticky crimson liquid ran down his entire body leaving him covered in his blood.

Toward the end of his torture, Harper and Strowman both let go of Dean and his body went numb and completley collapsed to the ground. His voice was horse from screaming in pain. his body shook in agony as he tried to control his frantic breathing to avoid being thrown into a panic attack. He was thankful that he could no longer feel the sharp knife being thrust into his body, and a sudden sense of fear ran through him as he could no longer sense Bray or the others in the room now. His body shook in fear again as he now heard the sound of the Wyatt's leaving the room, and a wave of darkness greeted Dean with open arms which he gave into and fell unconscious.

TOO BE CONTINUED...POOR DEAN! What do you think will happen next? What will Bray do him next? Tune into Chapter 11 to find out what happens next to our favorite Lunatic Frine. Hope you enjoyed and as always please review!