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Warning: I hate writing these because I am afraid that this alone will frighten people away but here it is. Torture. You know you want to read.
Haruhi shut the door, Hunny locked the door, and Hikaru just glared at them. Haruhi quickly threw her arms around her shorter friend and pulled him behind her. The masked man laughed, the glare of the knife blinding the two frightened teens standing next to the door.
"Thank you now please, step away from the door." The man ordered, scrapping the knife against Hikaru's neck, drawing blood. It was just a warning but the sight of blood filled Haruhi with a sense of dread so powerful that she nearly fainted. Hunny was glaring at the hooded figure holding Hikaru to him, trying to think of a way out of this.
"Get out of here." Hikaru ordered, hissing as the knife cut into his shoulder. Hikaru bit his lip but stayed determined, "this isn't your fight. Get the fuck out of here." Haruhi bit her lip looking from Hikaru to the criminal.
"If you don't get over here in a count of ten I will kill him. One." The criminal hissed. Haruhi shivered but took a step forward, Hunny stayed where he was.
"No Haruhi go back." Hikaru screamed, trying to pry the arm that was holding him still, off of him. The arm wouldn't budge.
"Two." Haruhi stepped forward again, Hunny, with one last look at the door took a step forward.
"No, go back, go back, please let them go." Hikaru begged, the criminal ignored him.
"Three." Haruhi gave a sorry expression to Hikaru and continued to step forward; she was less than a foot away from them. Hikaru's breathing caught in his throat, he didn't want his friends to get hurt. He stopped trying to pry off the arm that was around his neck and instead found its way in his pocket. He instantly felt the cold handle of his army knife. Closing his eyes he yanked the knife out of his pocket and stabbed the criminal in his side. He expected the criminal to scream and release him…The criminal just smiled and pulled the knife out of his side. Hikaru felt hands grip both sides of his shirt and he blinked before the handle of a gun hit him harshly against the side of his head. He collapsed on the floor, the only thing he heard was screaming and painful yelps.
The criminal stood up, pulling up his zipper and pushing his shirt into his pants once again; blood was smeared on the criminal's pants and on the arms of the sweater. Kaoru stayed in a hunched up position, wheezing, shaking, mouth open in shock. The criminal kicked the boy in his side before kneeling on a nearby desk, watching as Kaoru finally managed to turn around, getting to his knees. Blood dripped from Kaoru's mouth and he coughed as dizziness overcame him. The criminal waited to see what Kaoru would do next. Kaoru just whimpered, knees shaking so much that he nearly collapsed two times but eventually Kaoru bit his lip and put one hand in front of him. The criminal raised an eyebrow as he watched Kaoru trying to crawl; he smiled darkly when Kaoru collapsed back to the ground. He stood up casually and kicked Kaoru in his side again. The teen just yelped.
Blinding light, a scream, a laugh, nausea rising, eyes dilating, eyelids closing…the sound of a slap, eyes widening, a sharp pain. Dizzy now, flying now, hit a stone wall, collapse to the ground, eyes closed, breathing hitched…
Eyes lids flickering, the feeling of claustrophobia set in. More screams, the sounds of leather strips being tightened. Nose is dripping, drip, drip, drip. Lightheaded, droopy, an ill feeling, a painful yelp, terrified pleads. Eyes open, blurry figures, airway tightens, a feeling of shock and horror.
One hand hanging way above his head, one foot was stretched so much that it shook; the other leg was stretched outward, as if in a kick. Chains, chains held his limbs in place. His other arm was stretched outwards; the bounding squeezed his elbows, the rest of the arm was hanging. The position hurt him, it hurt him badly. He let a groan escape his mouth as he looked around trying to locate his friends. He found them.
Haruhi was hanging off priers, her wrists tied to the priers above her head; her body was slumped, her legs hanging an inch above the floor. She was unconscious, head slumped downwards, small patches of blood stained her clothing and Hikaru hoped that it was his blood that was smeared on her clothing.
Hunny was tied to a metal bed, cold sweat on his forehead. He was nearly naked, only his boxers stayed on, but somehow Hikaru knew that the bastard wasn't interested in any of them like that. In fact, Hikaru had the feeling that by the end of this they would all be naked. Hikaru leaned his head back, resting it against the wall, and trying to pretend like he was somewhere else, anywhere else.
Soon light spread in the room and Hikaru looked toward the door where the criminal was standing. He closed his eyes not wanting to deal with him at the moment but than a loud noise caused him to jump and open his eyes. He looked back at the guy again noticing a bell in his hand. The man laughed, throwing the bell against the wall and shutting the door behind him.
"Good evening my new friends. Are you ready to play yet?" The man asked and Hikaru looked at Haruhi who was blinking and looking around to Hunny who was struggling against the straps that held him down. The man smiled at his captives before resting against the wall.
The man pulled out a knife and put it against the wall. He pointed than to Haruhi, "as the only woman here you tell me when you stop." The man said before digging the knife though the wall, making a series of circles in one circle, the sound so dreadfully squeaky; it made all three captives squeal.
"Stop." Haruhi finally got out.
"Good okay and now you," he pointed to Hunny, "chose a number one though three." Hunny glared at him, breathing shallow but he managed to whisper, "two." The man smiled pointing a finger at Haruhi again. Okay thanks, I made five circles, and he said two, so that means I start counting with you." He said laughing crazily
"Okay one," he pointed at Haruhi, "two," Hunny, "three," Hikaru, "four," Haruhi again. He started to jump up and down and clapped his hands toward Hunny, "it looks like you're my first costumer." Hikaru shook and his eyes got big as he shook his head.
"No, please, leave him alone. Take me instead." Hikaru pleaded and the criminal just shook his head, "don't worry I'll get to you soon enough. Right now, I need the woman to pick a number from one to three. If she doesn't give a number I will do option 4 which would instantly kill the 'innocent' one."
"Two. Haruhi shouted, eyes large, feeling sick to her stomach. The man laughed again roughing up Hunny's hair before walking over to a drawer.
"Ahh, the four sided knife, how perfect for this little introduction." The man said before pulling out a knife that made Haruhi open her mouth in horror and Hunny to try to struggle out of the strips that held him to the bed again. Hikaru's breathing quickened as the guy came up to Hunny, knife in hand.
The man laughed, "Okay 'innocent' boy where on your body should I use this wonderful instrument on?" Hunny glared at the man and the man giggled once again.
"Sorry, I usually don't have guests come here without my permission. I didn't have any plans for any of you. Usually I know the person well enough where I have devices planned for them already and I can go right into the fun without having to make up ideas." The man told the three captives and while Haruhi and Hunny stared at him in shock, Hikaru just glared at him angrily.
"You rape all your victims too?" Hikaru said before spitting at the man. The man just looked at Hikaru with a bored expression and rolled his eyes.
"No, each of my subjects are unique. If I raped everybody I kidnapped, I wouldn't get the satisfaction I get from it now. I only rape the girlish, weak, and beautiful boys and girls who I know I can control. It won't be fun raping someone like you, who is selfish, rude, mean. No people like you don't break like the weak ones do, like your brother. I tasted his lost innocence, I felt it when I broke him, if I was to rape you, you would break too but it's not the same. When you break someone and you really break them, your organism just increases, and their broken face shriveled up to a cry, pain erupting though that little mouth…"
"Shut up." Hikaru screamed and the guy laughed again, "What? You don't like me talking about rape. Okay, how about I tell you how tight he was, I felt like I was fucking a vacuum hose, my penis was just glued against the sides of his hole, man you have no idea how wonderful that felt. Definitely when you get the blood coming and you can feel it and it just is sloppy and you can hear the liquid slopping around as you keep grinding that little tight hole. And then there comes a time where he couldn't even scream anymore, just moaned, little yelping like moans. And him, all sweaty, man how much more beautiful could he be. Trashing on the floor, sweat making his hair stick to his head, and of course those wide beautiful pain filled eyes pleading with you…"
"Shut the fuck up." Hikaru screamed trying to get out of the handcuffs. The criminal laughed before turning to the other two victims, they both looked confused.
"Oh, he didn't introduce us, did he? I'm the one who made a bitch out of your little friend. Kaoru, I was the person who killed him. Okay now that I introduced myself to you its only fair to know your names, what are your names?" He asked and than laughed.
"It doesn't really matter, its better that I don't know your names. It makes everything so much easier." He said staring at the knife in his hands and than a smile rose to his face.
"You, when I was watching you at your little clothier version of a stripper club, you always played like you were a child. Aren't kids supposed to be the most innocent of all humans? But like a child you never stopped speaking so it seems fair that if I was to cut you anywhere it would be your cute little mouth. What do you say?" The guy asked, belly rolling with the laughter that he didn't even attempt to hide.
Hunny shook his head but the man held his chin in place with his hand, crushing against his cheeks until Hunny was forced to open his mouth. The man looked at the other two captives before telling them, "depending on how deep I go and how quickly I go, I can either just hurt him or really just totally fuck him up." The man said raising the blade, Hikaru immediately shut his eyes not wanting to see his friend being attacked. The sounds of horror coming from Haruhi and the wail of pain coming out of Hunny were enough to give him a feeling of complete terror. Hunny's screams seemed to stay at a high pitch for the longest time but finally it dulled. Hikaru's eyes snapped open, heart beating too fast, way too fast and he reluctantly turned to his friend afraid that he would be dead. Hunny was still alive but blood was just oozing out of his mouth, the cut marks went out to the middle of his cheeks, giving him a permanent demented smile. Haruhi was kicking at the poles she was tied to, kicking and swaying trying to escape, and Hikaru was stuck staring at the bastard. The bastard was just patting Hunny on his shoulder, like a friend would be and Hunny was still screaming, pain, shock, and horror ripe in his little eyes. Hunny was crying now, his arms twitching as they try to find their way to his face but the leather straps kept them strapped to the sides of the bed.
The bastard kept asking, "Aren't we having fun yet?"
Kaoru laid where he collapsed, his mind kept screaming at him to get up, to escape, but his body just seemed to have had enough. He just tried to keep taking in deep, steady breaths, knowing that eventually a janitor or someone will walk into the room and find him. He just had to stay alive. Stay alive to find Hikaru, Hikaru will make it better, he would save him. Hikaru…Kaoru counted to three before finding his way back to standing on all fours. He wasn't going to die, not when Hikaru needed him so much. Every time he took a step though it was like crawling on a dried up river of nails, his body was aching, and he felt sharp unlivable pain in his lower back and his legs were shivering and sweat formed on his hairline. He was exhausted and by the time he got to the door he couldn't do anything but collapse, one hand struggling to find the doorknob, his other hand covering his mouth as he had another coughing fit. His hand barely brushed against the door knob when a knife found its way into his left shoulder. He screamed in agony and the man just dragged him back to the center of the room. He punched Kaoru against his side of his head and again and again until Kaoru just laid there.
"Kaoru, tell me sweetheart, do you know what the European punishment for someone who practiced incest was during the 18th century?" Kaoru just stared unfocusedly at the wall, his eyelids kept trying to close.
"You don't know, oh baby, it's a fun punishment, you'll love it. Oh don't start crying again baby, you have to be punished. I can't let you practice something so immoral and sick without some form of punishment. Now can I?" He asked hands in his pockets, kicking the naked boy in his hips and receiving a small shriek in return. Kaoru tried to focus all of his attention on controlling his breathing but his eyes found its way to the clock, its been two hours already, why hadn't Hikaru saved him already? Kaoru bent his head and shut his eyes but was immediately slapped. Kaoru just looked tiredly up at his torturer. The torturer smiled and bent down to capture the boy's mouth once again.
"Baby, you can't sleep yet. We only have two more hours with each other. We have to make them count." He said as he trailed kisses down the side of Kaoru's face. Kaoru just laid there eyes hazed over, all of his attention was on trying to even out his irregular intake of breathes.
"We are really having such a great time aren't we?" The clothed man said throwing the knife against the floor and marching up to Haruhi.
"Lets see, how old is your mom dear?" He asked Haruhi and she just shivered and lowered her head, refusing to meet the bastard's eyes. Okay fine, let's say just for the hell of it its 46. So if we go on even and odd, 46 are even therefore if you are one, than Hikaru is two. Two is an even number so it looks like my best friend gets to be my next costumer." The bastard said before leaving the room. Haruhi and Hikaru exchange frightened expressions. Their fear only advanced greater when the man came back in, heavy gloves on his arms, safety glasses on his eyes, a big pot in his hands. Hikaru's eyes went wide when the man put the pot on the floor next to Hikaru and went nose to nose with the younger man.
"I had this planned since the beginning Hikaru. I am going to really enjoy this." The man said pleasingly, mixing the liquid with a heavy metal soup mixer. The man continued, "Do you know what this is Hikaru? Its acid, don't worry I mixed it with water, diluted it. It's enough to cause you pain and cause chemical burning but it won't be as bad as it would have been. It won't kill you. Come on Hikaru, don't start shaking, this is nothing. People get this done everyday and lives." The man said, smiling lovingly at Hikaru. Hikaru gave him a sly smile before spitting at him. He was backhanded before the bastard bent down and picked up a spoonful of acid.
"It only takes this much, just this little…" He poured the acid on his arm, Hikaru let out a blood turning scream, and the pain…the pain was just too much. He felt like someone lit his arm on fire and the fire just cut though his skin, reaching his bone, and it hurt and it was too painful and he just wanted it to stop. He didn't realize how his breathing quickened, or how his chest was rising and falling faster than it ever did before. The man was just laughing, watching the younger man struggle against his chains, watch as his head twists and turned, hitting the wall behind him.
"Now this…this my dear, is just going to hurt like shit." He said picking the whole bucket up. Hikaru's eyes widened and he shook his head, tears escaping; he didn't know it would hurt as much as it did. Hikaru shut his eyes tightly as the man grabbed a hold of the bucket with both hands. He tensed when he heard the familiar sound of splashing. Immediately agonizing pain crumpled him. When his arm started to burn, the pain leaving him breathless he snapped his eyes open. The man was holding onto the bottom of the bucket, laughing at Hikaru. Hikaru was now trashing about, sweat mixing with tears, mixed with blood caused from biting his lips. He grasped, spasms ran though his body and he couldn't seem to scream loud enough, "stop it, please stop this." His pleas were matched with the pleas of Haruhi and of Hunny's. Tear marks stained both their faces, and their wide terrified eyes stayed glued with Hikaru's who was just staring at them, trying to tell them how sorry he was for bringing them into this.
The pain intensified and Hikaru just collapsed against his chains, staring up at the ceiling, praying that the pain would stop, praying that his friends don't die. The sound of the pan hitting the floor didn't even register to Hikaru as he just tried to make the pain go away.
Another kick, this time in the small of his back. Kaoru groans, hissed, the cold ice floor sent shivers down his naked body, and Kaoru whimpered.
"I'll ask you again, do you know what torture devices they used on people who practiced incest and homosexually?" Kaoru groaned, barely able to lift his head off the cold unforgiving floor. No, he did not know, and he really didn't want to know. He knew however that he would have no choice.
Another kick, this time on his stomach, a dusty bloody footprint was left from the boot. Kaoru groaned again, rolling to his side and drawing his knees up to his chest, whimpering and groaning. The man, "So don't know huh, well…want to find out?" Kaoru hissed trying to get on his knees again, he had to escape, just had to escape…old horror movies like Saw flashed in his mind, of the person who sawed his own leg off and dragged himself out of the room…Kaoru thought that was painful…this was excruciating painful. He wondered how that character was able to drag himself, trying to escape, Kaoru was unsure if he could manage to even get to his knees. The man pulls out an object from behind his back, it looked like…it looked like a sprinkler, like a priest would use…he doubted that holy water was in there.
The man smiled staring lovingly at the sprinkler, "this isn't the object that I was talking about before. This works though." Kaoru's eyes widened in horror and he found himself on his knees and hands, feeling exhausted but he was up, he stretched his arms forward and start to move his knees when a weight crushed his arm to the floor, another weight landed on his back, slamming him into the ground again. His head hit the floor harshly, a crack was heard, and Kaoru's eyesight was hindered as nausea overcame him. The man just laughed, shaking the sprinkler over the arm. Kaoru was suddenly wiggling from beneath the guy, painful gasps, and painful screams erupted out of his mouth. Boiling water erupted from the sprinkler, burning his arm. The man just laughed, "Boy, back in the medieval times, boiling lead was placed in this device. Boiling water is much better than lead, don't you think?"
"Please, let me go." Kaoru hissed, groaned, whimpered. His arm was in so much pain, and he looked at the arm where 2nd degree burns shined. He bit his lip as tears raced down his face. He whispered over and over again as the guy sprinkled more boiling water over his stomach and chest, "Hikaru find me, please Hikaru save me. Hikaru please find me, Hikaru I don't know how much longer I can stay alive." The man just kept laughing as he sprayed more boiling water over the boy.
"Leave him alone you fucker."
Hikaru was barely conscious, his arms just covered in sores and chemical burns. He wasn't looking to good, his skin was pale and sweat just drenched his body, his shirt sticking to him. The guy turned around, staring at the person who spoke, smiling at the girl who stared back at him in both anger and fear. The man smiled, walked up to her grabbing her head. With one quick move he hit her head on the side of the pole, knocking her unconscious. When she woke up, dazed and confused, she found herself tied down to the floor. She tried to lift her arms and legs but of course the bounding was too good to allow her movement.
She looked over at Hikaru, he was unconscious, his arm just…it sickened her. Hunny was awake though, his permanent smile creeping her out and he closed his eyes and rested his head back on his bed. He spoke, "we're going to die." She said nothing, there was nothing to say. She rested her head on the stone floor, her back ached from the pointy parts of the stony panel that poking her in the back. She smiled as she noticed the guy was gone, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to go back to sleep, wondering in the back of her head if Tamaki got the message or not. If he did…they were saved. If not…she doubts it matters one way or the other, they are all dead anyways.
Pounding made her jump and she stared at the door, where someone was knocking on the door. She bit her lip, its Tamaki, they are saved. A voice screamed though the door, sounding like Tamaki, "Haruhi, are you in there?" Haruhi cried with relief, her boyfriend was here; her boyfriend will save them all.
"We are in here." She screamed, waking up Hunny who smiled in excitement. The door opened and someone was running its way inside and both Hunny and Haruhi were yelling at him to hurry. The person ran into the room…it wasn't Tamaki. Haruhi's smile fall, Hunny's screams died in his throat, and they both closed their eyes. It was the killer.
The killer was jumping up and down and then stopped shaking his head at his captives, "what, no excitement? Gosh…well I'm happy to see you at least."
He came in with a bunch of objects in his hands. Planks of wood and cords. Haruhi frowned as he bent down next to her legs, letting go of the objects. She jumped when he placed a hand on her leg. Fear made her shake, as he put two planks on either side of her right foot, up to about two feet above her knee. He then tied the wood pieces together with the cord. He did the same thing with her left leg. The planks of wood fit smugly against her legs, and she noticed the wedges in between the planks of wood. She felt her breathing cease and she started to struggle, but it was already too late.
"Young lady, I was going to let you walk out of here with nothing else but bruises, but since you felt the need to cuss at me and call me a bastard. Well…you are just as bad as these boys. He turned away and went to a cabinet and she watched as she unlocked the door, and pulled out a hammer and another device.
"This my dear is a hammer, you already know this," he said showing Haruhi the whether bloody tool. She turned away from it in disgust.
"Now, this my dear is called a cat's paw. See, it's almost like a garden rake, except for its smaller, sharper, and its curved more, like a cat craw. What do you think this is used for?" He asked and she just trembled and looked away. Ignore it, just keep ignoring the objects.
He pouted, "Fine, we will just have to find out for ourselves. Firstly though…" He started and finished by raising the hammer. She froze and was already screaming when the hammer was lowered. It smashed against one of the wedges in the wood. She screamed bloody murder as she heard the sound of bone cracking and wood creaking. He raised the hammer again, hitting the same wedge. He hit the wedge again and again until her skin surrounding the wedge was purple and dark red, and he heard the popping of joints and bones. He raised the hammer to the knee and Haruhi shook, screaming, pleading, but the man smashed the hammer down on her knee. She squealed, a nasally scream that made Hunny tear up and try to get out of his bounding harder. The hammer was smashed against her knee again. The bone smashed and the pain was painted on her face. Red, her face was, blinded by her own tears, voice going out. It continued for about a hour, the hammer crushing his bones up and down her legs. Then it stopped. The man stepped back, the flesh, what you could see, was purple and flattened. The hammer was dropped, the man slowly picked up the cat's paw.
"If I took off the boots, your legs will be just loose skin. So until I need your legs I will leave the boots on. Now, though, I have something else for you." He said, picking up the Cat's Paw.
"Now, if the paw is as sharp as they promised me when I purchased this then it should be sharp enough to go though the first two layers of epidermis. Skin, in case you haven't been in Biology. I brought this nice little device about four years ago but none of my victims were right for this. So you will be the first person to use this." He told her and she glared at him.
She jerked, trying to break her bounding as he dug the Cat's Paw into her right arm. She hissed as it pierced her skin. She screamed when he sorry dragged the Paw down her arm, her skin peeling off of her.
Kaoru put his hands in front of his face as the guy wacked Kaoru in his face with the sprinkler. Kaoru whimpered, the metal spikes tearing holes in his cheek. He groaned in agony as the sprinkler was bought down on his face again, hitting his nose. The crack that he heard paralyzed him and he shook as the man brought down the sprinkler the third time getting a short whine out of the shorter and younger guy.
"Are you ready for more fun?" The man hissed and Kaoru burst out in tears and pleaded with him to let him go. The man just hit him across his head again with the sprinkler.
"Are you ready for more fun, you sick mother fuckers?" The man asked the group of passed out teens. He just broke out a laugh and looked at the semi-conscious teens.
Please Review! Please Review! Please Review! Please Review!! Please Review! OH MY GOD, I thought I would never finish this chapter. Okay, so it's about 11:38 PM and I have only gotten about ten hours of sleep in about five days, so I'm so exhausted. If there are tons of grammar errors or something tell me so I can beta it some more. How did I do with the torture, was it boring, unrealistic, or too nice? There are two more chapters and the next two will have some of the top 12 most dreadful torture devices. Did I do good with the torture in this chapter?
Review Corner:
Sunshine: Thanks for reviewing. I understand I once went a whole week away from the computer. Umm…I have a new fic out already called "Lets Play a Game," which is a slasher/horror fic and I am also writing a comedy fic surrounding the whole host club. No problems, I like receiving questions and being able to respond so no problems.
QueenofSpades: You get your comedy fic, this is good so people won't just box me in as being only a horror writer. I want to be able to write a good comedy, horror, romance, kids even, etc…
Kyoko Momomiya: I did do that on purpose, I'm evil. Don't worry about Hikaru, he will get what he deserves, but I'm not done with him yet. Yes, I agree with you, but I promise the ending will be what is to be expected although I could change it in the last second depending on my mood.
demon's lil angel: I will try that website thing you want me to try but the reason I hadn't yet was because I just got done with summer session of my college and I was working wednes, thurs, fri, and sat at a firework stand, so I am just too worn out. But I will. I had to add the SAW poster in, I started with the SAW theme and everything here is…it goes in a circle almost, SAW in the beginning of the story means they has to be something like SAW at the end, just tries in everything in the story because everything I wrote down is important or a foreshadowing or even a metaphor. Our Suffering Reality was figurative, but I wont it in a way where people can see what they want to see, aka, a abusive relationship or just twins losing their closeness. Yeah, my oneshots are mostly weird ones like that, I don't write names on oneshots, just try to describe the characters and hope that the descriptions are enough to tell people who are who. I want my readers who kind of use their intelligence. I have more one shots that people have to be able to use their heads to understand fully but I am afraid to put them up because I don't want people to not get it and say it sucks, like 90% of my peers said about the Fountain, which has to be the best thought driven movie that forces you to have to keep up with the plot and to use your brain. Then you end up thinking about the movie for days afterwards and comparing what everyone got out of the movie.
Again, its 12 am now and only about ten hours of sleep in five days so I cant think about intelligent and 'big' words right now. After some sleep, which I am going to do right after I post this I will be well rested.