Here is Chapter 10, so I hope everyone likes it. And I don't know if anyone else is experiencing this, but for me, this website has been acting up since yesterday. Sometimes it won't open up certain chapters of certain stories or even the stories at all, or it won't show anyone's profile (not that I'm being a crazy stalker!). And it took me a few times to actually get to the site as well. Is anyone else dealing with this or is it just me? Oh well, hopefully it'll stop being a bastard and actually work.

Losing Control

Chapter 10

"Wake up," a soft, chilling voice murmured.

Takuya groaned, stretching his aching limbs as he regained consciousness. He felt a shoe digging into his side, opening an eye to see that Junichi was nudging him with his foot.

"That's it," Junichi said softly as he moved over to Zoe. "Everyone wake up."

The brunette grunted, squeezing his fingers down the back of his collar. He grimaced upon touching a sore spot, knowing that the bruise had come from the injections.

"What the fuck," he muttered, gradually getting to his knees. "You need to give us a damn warning...that shit hurts..."

"I don't have to do anything," Junichi replied dismissively in a louder voice, nudging Zoe in her side to wake her. "Everyone wake up!"

Once again, Takuya's eyes, like everyone else's, stung from the blinding whiteness of the room. It took him a few seconds for his sight to adjust, making him blink rapidly in the meantime. The first thing he noticed in the room was Tommy's corpse, which had not been moved since his death. Immediately tearing his gaze away and hearing the sounds of the others moaning in protest, he saw yet another tupperwear container in front of him. A new bottle of water and package of chopsticks were with the container as well.

"What is this?" Kouji demanded, his voice etched with irritation.

"Since only two of you ate, I decided to give everyone fresh food," Junichi told them as he made his way back to the door. "Again, whether you choose to eat or not is your own decision. However, please keep in mind that starvation and dehydration will be rather painful ways to die."

Madison rubbed her eyes, trying to ignore the remains of Genji's fluids that continued to leak from her core. "What the fuck is this thing?"

On the floor in front of her, there was a black box that resembled a jewelry box with its light blue jewels adorning it. A lock secured the front of it, keeping its contents closed in.

"That is a special gift I decided to give you," Junichi told her, leaning up against the wall. "It's for you and only you. How you use it is completely up to you. That is, if you choose to use it. I will give you the key when the time is ready."

She glared at him. "I'm in no mood for your fucking tricks!"

"This isn't a trick," he hissed in aggravation. "It is something that will impact how all of you are thinking. Speaking of which, I have once again altered how each and every one of you is feeling. You may have some remains of the last serums in your systems, but based upon my observations, I injected all of you with whatever chemicals I decided seemed fitting. I have taken this experiment to the next level. Also keep in mind that this time I used higher dosages. So not only will your emotions be even stronger than before, but the side-effects may become more apparent. Once again, I have withheld two of my serums for the time being, as those will be introduced later once I see how everyone has progressed. So the same four chemicals from the last session are being used again this time around, only on different subjects."

"So what kind of chemicals did you inject me with?" Kouichi demanded.

"You'll find out soon enough," he replied carelessly. "I am not about to give away any spoilers, but I'm sure each and every one of you picked up on each others' emotions. Zoe already pointed out the fact that I manipulated Takuya's rage, which I did."

Takuya winced, avoiding the blond's annoyed glance. So she was right, he bitterly thought to himself. Dammit...

"I'm sure you could tell that Madison and Sumiyo were both stimulated with lust, and Kouichi's depression was deepened. All of you were affected by the chemicals, so I decided to take the next step that I think would provide me with the type of observations I am seeking," Junichi said. "Most of you are probably already feeling the affects of the new serums, though for some of you, it may take a bit longer. You'll be taken to the bathroom again in a few hours, but for now, you can all just eat and wait for the affects to kick in."

Kouji frowned, opening his container to see what its contents were. "Ramen, huh? And you probably poisoned this shit I assume."

"Look at Kouichi and Hiroki," he pointed out bluntly. "Are they dead? Do they look like they're dying? Sure, they might look a bit sick from their bodies reacting with the chemicals, but if I poisoned them, you would sure as hell know it. Poisoning all of you would just be a waste of all my research. Who the fuck wants test subjects that are dying from poison? I know that I don't. But if you choose not to eat, that's your own decision."

Satoshi sighed tiredly, pulling his blue polo shirt off his sweaty skin. "It's so freaking hot in here..."

"You're going through some side effects," their captor announced. "So you might feel overheated, cold, or have the shakes, just to name a few. But everything nowadays has side effects anyway."

"So let me guess," Hiroki began dryly. "You're going to go back to your little television room like the pussy that you are and just watch us suffer like this. You need some serious help."

Junichi shrugged, then reached into his pocket to retrieve an item. "Think what you want about me. My work here is done, and I not only provided you all with fresh food and water, but I even offered a short explanation, which I told you earlier on that I wouldn't be doing. So be grateful for everything that I've done for all of you."

"We'd be even more grateful if you let us the fuck outta here," Takuya grumbled.

Sumiyo glared at Junichi, her top drooping down again. "You can't just keep us locked in here forever! When my agent finds out about this, he's going to rip you to shreds!"

The man grinned. "Such a drastic change in your attitude, Sumiyo. I know I made the right choice when I altered your mood, as I did with everyone else."

"I know how I'm feeling, that's for sure." Genji glanced down at the crotch of his pants, where a bulge could be seen. "Looks like I'm ready for another round."

Madison immediately whipped her head in his direction. "Don't even fucking think about! If you come near me, I'll gouge your fucking eyes out!"

"I didn't see you doing that last time," he teased, licking his lips in an obscene manner. "Maybe this time I'll go and have a buffet with that sweet little pussy of yours."

"You fucking pervert!" she screamed, finally reaching over to retrieve the red panties that had been discarded during the rape. "If you come near me, you'll fucking regret it!"

Walking over to the dark-haired woman, Junichi held out a small, silver key. "This is for you. I'm sure you know what it's used for, but you won't know what's inside the box until it's opened. In the meantime, I must get back to my observations. I look forward to watching what happens."

"Prick!" Takuya called over as he left the room. "You won't get away this!"

Junichi chuckled softly. "I believe I already have."

With that, he closed and locked the door behind him, leaving his eleven remaining prisoners chained to the walls.

"Well, this is fucking great," Kouichi growled, yanking at his chain. "Round two of his fucking game. Fuck!"

Kouji raised an eyebrow, noting how different he was acting from earlier. His twin seemed to have sobered up completely, not a trace of any alcohol affects etched into his infuriated expression. Zoe's expression was dark as well, her emerald eyes looking souless as they glared daggers at the snow-white door.

"What the hell is this?" Madison muttered, causing the others to look at her. "Why did he give this to me?"

She had placed the black box on her lap, the key clutched tightly in her manicured fingers. However, she seemed to be debating whether or not she should even open it.

Genji opened his package of chopsticks and his container, ready to eat. "Well, we won't know what it is until you fucking open it."

Madison shot him a hateful glower. "Jackass."

Nevertheless, she slipped the key into the lock, twisting it open. Upon removing the small lock from the box, she hesitantly opened the jewelry box, her eyes widening in horrified bewilderment.

"What is it?" Asame asked her as she moved her hair out of her face.

Without replying, Madison extracted the item from the box, revealing it to be a butcher knife. The room fell silent as everyone gazed at the glimmering blade, the light shining off it in a blinding beam.

"Why did he give that to you?" Satoshi asked after a moment.

"I don't know..." she replied almost vacantly. "He gave me a knife...but why?"

J.P. frowned, thinking to himself. "This probably won't work, but try cutting your collar off."

"Of course it won't work, you stupid fuck," Genji spat. "For one thing, these collars are made of metal and are only lined with leather. And second of all, do you honestly think Junichi would be stupid enough to give us anything that could be used to our benefit? Wow, he gave her a fucking knife. What the fuck is she gonna do with it? Butter a piece of toast? She can't even fucking move from her spot!"

"Maybe he'll loosen her chain," Zoe told him, her voice low. "There's a chance that he'll loosen her chain to see what she does with that knife."

Sumiyo ran a hand through her messy hair. "Like what?"

"Like retribution," Kouichi said after a moment. "She was just raped, so Junichi gave the knife to her instead of giving it to one of us."

Takuya nodded in understanding after a moment. "It makes sense if you really think about it. He might let her take revenge on Genji."

The white-haired man snorted in contempt. "If she wants to get her little revenge on me, then let her. See what happens."

"I think I will," Madison said, a sadistic grin on her face. "Je vais te tuer...I'll fucking kill you."

She began to crawl over to him, only moving a few inches before her chain was it its full length from how it was set. Tugging on it, she laughed humoressly and looked at the camera.

"C'mon, Junichi. Loosen this damn thing so that I can do what I have to do," she said in an icy voice.

Genji raised an eyebrow, slurping some of his noodles into his mouth. He seemed unafraid of what Madison was planning to do to him. The brunette tugged at her chain, expecting it to loosen. Yet to her surprise, it would not budge. Her eyes went back to the camera, her face etched with shock.

"Loosen it!" she commanded. "Loosen my fucking chain already! Quit fucking around!"

She continued to yank at it, her expression growing angrier with each passing second. No matter how hard she pulled, the chain refused to budge, locked into the wall securely.

"Dammit, Junichi! Loosen this fucking thing already!" she yelled frantically. "You gave me the fucking knife, so let me use it! Let me get to Genji!"

Hiroki sat back against the wall. "It looks like he's not going to loosen it..."

"NO! He has to loosen it for me!" Madison cried out in frustration. "Let me get to Genji, you son of a bitch! You gave me the knife, but I can't use it unless you let me at that fucking prick! Fucking loosen it!"

Her screams bounced off the walls, echoing in everyone's ears as she continued to yank at the metal links. She seemed to be going berserk, the glimmering knife only centimeters away from her on the floor.

Genji swallowed some of his noodles, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Sorry, Sweetheart. But it looks like he ain't loosening that chain of yours."

"Nooo!" She refused to listen, desperately jerking on her chain as she glared at the camera. "Nique ta mere! You fucking asshole!"

Several seconds went by and she continued to wrench at the sturdy chain, her frustrated yells growing even louder. The others remained silent as she did so, unsure of what would happen if they spoke too suddenly. That is, everyone but Genji remained quiet.

"I really do think I'm in need of a second round," he speculated, his eyes traveling up and down Madison's body. "Only this time, I'll take the time to strip you down first."

She scoffed. "You stay the fuck away from me!"

"But I figured that you wanted me to come closer..." Genji slowly undid the buttons of his light blue shirt. "Isn't that what you wanted? To get closer to me?"

"Don't flatter yourself," she spat. "I only wanted to get closer to you so that I could plunge that blade into your face!"

He smirked, removing his shirt completely. "Why don't you try your luck, then? Come over here and stab me."

"Don't do it," Kouji warned her. "He's stronger than you and will probably overpower you."

"I'll go easy on you," Genji added, undoing his pants in a teasing manner. "I'll let you attack me with that little knife of yours. Just see how far you get before I overpower you. Only God knows where I might stick that blade if I get my hands on it."

Madison gaped at him in disbelievement. "You wouldn't! That's disgusting!"

He shrugged. "I do like the taste of blood as much as the next guy. Of course, I wouldn't want to mix it with your sweet juices..."

"Fucking sicko!" she screamed, suddenly grabbing the knife.

Swinging her arm, she hurled the blade right at him with all of her strength, making it impossible for him to block himself. Yet to her horror, the man caught the blade between two fingers with ease.

"Not bad," he murmured, turning the knife in his fingers. "But I've learned a thing or two about defending myself. You're not the first person who's tried to impale me with a blade."

Madison, unable to speak, merely gawked at him in shock. She had a perfect shot at finally getting rid of him once and for all. However, it had all come crashing down the moment he had caught the blade. Although it was not the most incredible exploit ever performed, at that very moment, she felt as though there was no way to kill him. His smirk taunted her, the knife still turning in his fingers as his silver ring glimmered in the light.

"I think I'll give this back to you, though," Genji said after a moment. "Just keep in mind that I won't be so nice about it next time."

With that, he placed the knife on the floor and slid it over to her. It stopped right next to Madison's left leg, where it seemed to be waiting for her to pick it up.

"What are you, a circus act?" Takuya quipped as he shot Genji a look of contempt.

"No, I just know how to defend myself at the right time," he replied nonchalantly. "It would be a circus act if I juggled the fucking things while blowing fire from my mouth."

Madison gingerly picked the blade up, beginning to sob again. "I hate you..."

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't hear what you said." Genji put his hand to his ear mockingly. "Could you repeat that, my dear?"

"I fucking hate you!" she screamed, tears now streaming down her face. "I hate you! I hate Junichi! I hate this fucking place! Get me the fuck outta here!"

He smiled smugly. "Want me to make everything better?"

She immediately pointed the knife at him, her arm shaking. "Stay back! If you come near me, I swear I'll-"

"You'll what?" he challenged. "Stab me? Throw it at me? If you want to try your luck again, then by all means, go ahead."

"Will you just leave her alone?" Asame cried out. "She didn't do anything to you!"

"And I didn't do anything to Junichi!" he yelled back, suddenly infuriated. "None of us did anything to that bastard! But it doesn't matter because we're still locked up in this godforsaken room with fucking dog collars around our necks!"

Takuya grunted, shifting in his seat. "That still doesn't give you the right to do anything to Madison or any of us for that matter! We should be working together to think of a way to get out of here, you idiot! Not fucking with each other!"

"You're the idiot! You yell out right in front of the fucking camera that we should think of a way to escape! Because it's not like Junichi is watching us or anything!" Genji scorned sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

"Either way," Hiroki began, his voice so low it was nearly inaudible, "I don't think there is a way for us to escape..."

The brunette looked at him. "Don't even think about talking like that! We don't need another Zoe!"

"Will you just let it go already?" Zoe exclaimed, clearly enraged. "You keep bringing it up every chance you get. We get it; I said some stupid shit! So instead of constantly trying to throw me under the bus to make yourself look better, why don't you get the fuck over it? Nobody cares!"

"I'm not doing it to make myself look better!" he argued. "I'm just pointing out the facts, okay? So why don't you get the fuck over it?"

Kouichi chuckled humorlessly. "Yeah, but you do keep bringing it up every chance you get, like she says. Do you realize just how bad you're making her feel about those comments?"

"And do you know how you two made me feel from those comments you made earlier?" Takuya crossed his arms defiantly. "About my relationship and how I made a mistake by going out with Miharu?"

"I said them, not Zoe. So stop dragging her in just to purposely find another reason for you to push her away," the short-haired twin snarled. "I know exactly what you're doing and you know it, too!"

"And everyone thinks that Kouichi's the calm, collected one," Kouji muttered to himself. "What has the world come to?"

"A world where I don't want to be any part of," Zoe mumbled, tugging at her purple halter.

She was beginning to feel the effects of the chemicals, her body heating up in the same way that Satoshi's had. However, she couldn't just remove her shirt like he had. Especially if Genji found a way to crawl over to her.

"I think we can all agree on that," Takuya growled. "I sure as hell don't you in any world that I'm in."

"Enough already!" J.P. suddenly shouted, catching everyone off guard. "I have had it with the two of you fighting! Both of you just shut the fuck up and stop talking to each other! You're driving me crazy!"

Takuya blinked in puzzlement. "J.P., I-"

"Shut up!" he repeated, clasping his hands over his ears. "I can't fucking take it anymore!"

J.P. huddled himself into a ball, trying his best to drown out the sounds of everyone elses' voices. His body was trembling, though it was unclear to Takuya as to why. He assumed it was either because his friend felt cold or that the chemicals were causing him to get the shakes.

For a few seconds, the others remained silent as well, unsure of what to say or if they should even say anything at all. However, that quiet moment quickly dissipated as Genji focused on Madison once again.

"So, what are you going to do with that knife anyway?" he inquired with a wry smile on his face. "It's obvious that Junichi won't loosen your chain, but he has no problems with loosening mine."

"Fuck you," she muttered, then began to saw the blade up against the chain. "I've got to do something. I can't fucking stand it!"

Her sawing motions grew more rapid, and the sound of screeching metal filled everyone's ears. Madison seemed to be the only one unfazed by the ear-splitting sound as she continued to scrape the knife back and forth over and over again.

"I'm not staying here," she hissed to herself, her dark eyes wild. "I'm not staying here...I'm not staying here...I'm not staying here..."

"I can't blame you for trying, but we all know that sawing at the chain with a simple butcher knife won't work," Hiroki told her.

Satoshi sighed and nodded in agreement. "It also won't help if you try cutting through the collar either. Face it; that knife can't cut through metal."

Madison ignored them, continuing with her rant as she sawed frantically. "I'm not staying here...I'm not staying here...I'm not staying here..."

"I know one way of getting the collar off," Genji quipped, watching the woman with amusement. "Other than unlocking it with a key, of course."

Sumiyo looked at him questioningly. "How?"

"By decapitation," he replied with a laugh. "The only way we can get these things off with a knife is if we cut our own heads off!"

Zoe hesitantly crawled over to Madison, making sure not to surprise her. "Calm down, okay? We don't want to lose our minds and go into panic mode. Just put the knife down and-"

"I'M NOT FUCKING STAYING HERE!" Madison screamed, suddenly slashing at Zoe with the knife.

The blond jumped back with a surprised cry, the blade barely missing her throat by mere inches. She hurried back over to her designated spot, clearly shaken by what could have been her demise.

"Shit," she murmured, her body trembling from the close encounter.

Takuya had not noticed how his heartrate had quickened the moment Madison had swung the blade. He was also unaware of how he let out a sigh of relief upon realizing that the knife had missed Zoe.

Kouichi glared at Madison. "Hey, calm the fuck down! You're not helping yourself by going into crazy mode and you could have killed Zoe!"

"I'm not staying here!" she growled, going back to her sawing motions. "If Junichi won't allow me to get my revenge, which is why I thought he gave me this knife in the first place, then I'll use it to get myself out of here!"

"Why don't you try coming over here, then?" Genji asked. "Maybe he's loosened your chain by now."

With a hopeful glint in her eyes, Madison began to crawl over to him, the knife clutched in her hand menacingly. However, like before, the chain refused to budge from the wall any further.

"Dammit!" She began to stab at the white floor, tears splashing down as she did so. "Fucking prick! Fais-moi sortir d'ici! Get me out of here!"

"You know you look pretty sexy when you're freaking out like that, right?" Genji licked his lips sensually. "I think I'm about ready for that second round. How about you?"

Her tearful eyes burned into him. "Va te faire mettre!"

"Could I get a translation, please?" he grumbled as he raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not staying here," she finally mumbled, her face growing vacant as she appeared to be calming down. "I'm not staying here..."

Genji was about to make his way over to her when she suddenly began to laugh. Everyone stared at the woman with horror, the sound of it sending chills up their spines. Madison looked up at the ceiling, squeezing the handle of the knife tightly in her right hand. The light shone on her face, giving her a ghastly appearance.

"A-Are you okay?" Hiroki shakily asked after a few seconds. "M-Madison?"

The brunette ceased laughing, lowering her gaze back down. A crazed smile was plastered on her face, and her knife-wielding hand was shaking slightly.

"I'm not staying here," she whispered, looking at each of them one at a time. "Nobody can make me stay here. I won't."

With that, she faced Zoe and moved her right arm up against the wall. With her hand keeping the knife steady, she held it in a way where the blade pointed outward. Upon seeing where she had leveled the blade, the others began to panic.

"Don't do it!" Asame pleaded. "Madison-"

"I'm not staying here," Madison calmly interrupted her, the smile still spread across her face as she slowly gazed at the camera. "Nobody can make me stay here. Right, Junichi? Bon débarras, salaud!"

She then rammed her head towards the wall, right where the tip of the blade was pointing out. It jabbed through her right temple, causing blood to splatter on the wall. The women screamed while the men watched in sheer horror, not believing what they were witnessing. Over and over again, Madison continued to ram the side of her right into the knife, the blade sinking in deeper each time. Pained, guttural grunts could be heard coming from her throat as she gritted her teeth from the agony. The sound of metal scraping against her skull caused everyone to swallow back the bile that had risen in their throats.

Blood puddled around on the floor and soon, bits of her brain matter was mixed into the crimson gushes that leaked down. Madison kept jabbing herself, the blade never moving from its position against the wall. Zoe turned her back to the woman in favor of facing Takuya instead. She buried her face in her hands, wishing the nightmare would just end.

Without thinking, Takuya silently made his way over to the blond, wrapping an arm around her. Zoe fell into his chest, trying to ignore the few splatters of blood that had sprayed onto her back. She was crying, troubled from having a front-row seat to the gruesome self-mutilation. Takuya didn't notice that his hand had found its way to the back of her head, his fingers against the silky locks of her blond hair. His mouth was gaped open, unable to tear his eyes away from Madison.

With one final slam, half of the blade sank into Madison's brain, delivering the final blow. With the knife dropping from her hand, the brunette toppled over as it clattered to the floor. She laid there unmoving as the pool of blood under her head grew larger. Her dark eyes remained open in the wake of her death, and the maniacal smile had faded only slightly.

And we have our second fatality! It's about freaking time, huh? Anyway, please let me know how you liked this chapter. Keep in mind that there will be more violence and some lemons in the future. And in case you're wondering, Madison is a righty, so that's why she had to face Zoe while stabbing her brains out. ^_^

Takuya: This seems very anti-Takumi if you ask me! What kind of Takumi writer are you?

Me: *shrugs* I just wanted to take a different approach this time around. Is that so bad?

Takuya: Yes! There was only a tiny bit of Takumi near the end of the chapter! And that was when Madison stabbed herself in the freaking head!

Me: Oh, well. But people should know me by now and should expect me to write fucked-up things. And I'm sure they know that they won't be disappointed in the future chapters. Besides, I threw in that small Takumi moment because I felt that it was fitting.

And here are the translations to Madison's fun phrases!

Je vais te tuer- I'll kill you

Nique ta mere- Fuck your mother

Fais-moi sortir d'ici- Get me out of here

Va te faire mettre- Go fuck yourself

Bon débarras, salaud- Good riddance, you bastard