Chapter 29: Torture Pt 2


Warnings Tags: Extreme graphic details, torture methods, blood, dismemberment, intense situations, and foul language


Aver gapes in horror as he begins to walk backwards, hoping to get at a good distance away from the half-wither threat. However, Zeph sees the Minecrafter's movements and starts following him with slow, but menacing steps into the sand. Aver panics when he sees this and starts backing away even faster, but he trips over his last step and falls on his back into the sand. He starts crawling on his hands and feet away from Zeph, but the half-wither being keeps coming towards him.

"You're pathetic if you keep crawling on your hands and feet like an wounded animal is going to keep you away from me", Zeph growled at the half-devil man, his heads's eyes glowing brightly in the darkness with a mixture of red and blue, combined with the purple brightness coming from Zeph's eyes. Aver is too stunned and scared to give a response, the glowing aura around Zeph let him now that this half-human, half-wither hybrid was stronger and faster than he is. He can only feel his limbs carry him away from the withered man before he feels his back hit against a sandstone wall. He looks behind himself before quickly darting his sight back to Zeph.

Zeph grins evilly as his heads begin to form more power into the orbs developing in their mouths.

"Herobrine said that I must bring you back to complete the one million recruits that make up Dead Army, so I'll just leave a mark on you as punishment for escaping with your life", Zeph growled at the man.

"Wait, D...Dead Army?", Aver questioned in confusion as to what other army existed out in the world that Zeph was talking about.

"Indeed. The Dead Army was formed from all 999,999 recruits that were present in a city when they went in the wrong direction. Slaughtered mercilessly by Enderlox, and revived into evil soldiers by the assassin trio. Every single recruit there represents the Negative Feeling of Death, their duties are to carry out acts of killing those who aren't infected or basically getting rid of a race of humans or creatures altogether", Zeph growled to him. "Of course, I'm sure it's something you wouldn't understand with your feeble weak mind, devil man".

Aver glares at the half-hybrid man before replying back in defense "Hey! I can take an insult from anyone, but when they call me weak-minded, that's when I get pissed!"

"And what are you exactly gonna do about it?", Zeph questioned, closing his eyes in confidence as he crosses his arms over his chest, his two heads only shut their eyes and raise their chins up. Without warning, a fist is thrown against Zeph and causes the withered man to be thrown backwards, several feet away from the Minecrafter. He skids on his back across the sand before coming to a complete stop. Zeph growls through his teeth as he throws himself back onto his feet and glares at the man, his heads glare at him as well.

Aver shakes his fist in pain before setting his sights on the hybrid in front of him. Zeph lets out a deep chuckle before stating to Avernus "You...made the biggest mistake of your life".

Without warning, Zeph teleports out of Aver's sight. Aver is startled by this and starting glancing around him, ready for wherever the withered man might appear. After doing a few circles, when he glances again, he sees Zeph standing right in front of him. Aver jerks up in fear and barely has time to react as Zeph punches him across the face, his fist glowing a mystical bluish color.

Aver skids across the sand before completely stopping. He groans in pain as he covers his mouth, feeling a trickle of blood begin to pour from a cut near his lip and a very cold sensation on his face that made it uncomfortable for him to even focus. He glares as he begins to pull himself up, but is quickly brought back to the ground by a strong gust of extremely cold wind. He tries to shield himself away from the gusts of wind, but it does little to nothing. Zeph grins evilly as Sad is blowing the brutal cold winds without stopping. The withered man begins to close in on the fallen Minecrafter.

"It's no use, Avernus. Face it: I'm stronger than you, faster than you, smarter than you. You have no chance against a wither hybrid like me. You might as well give yourself up unless you want to suffer more of what I have to give", Zeph exclaimed, telepathically telling Sad to cease his powers. Sad nods once before shutting his mouth and resumes his sorrowful expression. Zeph looks down and sees Aver curled up in the sand, his entire body shivering violently and his legs slightly convulsing.

Zeph smiles before saying "Look, if you're gonna cry about it, at least have some dignity and try to fight me like a man".

However, Zeph quickly loses his smile when he starts to hear a faint giggling emitting from somewhere. It doesn't take long until he figures out that the giggling is coming from Aver. He stares in confusion as the half-devil man pulls himself to his feet while still keeping his back turned on him. The giggling turns more maniacal, Zeph gets a bit apprehensive of the man and slowly takes a few steps away. His heads look at each other in confusion, this sudden turn of events was very questioning to them. Then, they look ahead when they hear Aver's voice.

"...I may not look like much...but you just messed with the wrong half-hybrid human", Aver whispered, but loud enough where Zeph could make out the words. Avernus slowly turns his head, revealing his eyes to be glowing bright red and an insane smile stitched to his face. Zeph gapes for a moment, then is suddenly blown backwards when a large wall of fire explodes out of nowhere. He lands hard against the sand and covers himself as he feels the intense heat still radiating in the air. When he looks up, he notices Avernus standing with his head held down, his entire body on fire and not one inch of him is getting scorched.

Abruptly, the half-devil man throws his head into the air and lets out a horrible roar. The ground beneath him begins to erupt in flames, the flames travel in different directions and patterns until Aver is standing under a Satanic symbol. The flame lines sticking out flare up into the sky, Zeph can barely make out the outline of Aver's body through the thick and heated flames rising into the air along with the flames.

Suddenly, the flames begin to sway and move around, even though there isn't any wind present. Zeph gets to his feet before looking up and gapes in absolute shock as the bright flames get bigger and seem to start transforming into another thing besides just fire. The thing shows to have two arms, its fiery hands seem to form claws at the very end. Two large curved horns composed of fire appear and stick into the air, lighting up the never ending dark atmosphere in the desert. Finally, a pointed head appears and a pair of red glowing serpent-like eyes appear and seem to glare at the figure below it. The fire-made creature pulls itself with its arms, throws its head back, and screeches at Zeph, the center of its head holds Aver as the fire mage seems to copy the creature's movements and expressions.

Zeph quickly loses his confidence and bravery in an instant as his hair is blown backwards by the creature's screech. His heads, Mad and Sad, hide behind their master's real head. There was no possible way that he could face someone as strong as this and not get killed while doing it. He only represented two Negative Feelings, and in Tainted terms, Negative Feelings were below real firepower compared to Emotions and Sins.

The creature roars before bringing one of its arms up and throws it down at Zeph. The half-wither hybrid quickly teleports as the hand slams down against the sand, causing a large cloud to be thrown into the air. Zeph appears at the edge of the forest, still shaken up from what he has witnessed from Avernus.

"Impossible! There's no possible way he could have conjured up so much fire to form it into a beast. No one could have that enough power to be able to do that...unless...", Zeph jerks up when a thought enters his mind, adding more to suspect from the fire mage. "...huh...I might get in trouble for this, but I have to report this to Herobrine".

Zeph dashes off into the woods, leaving Aver in the desert and back towards the direction of the BadLands. Meanwhile, Avernus is furious that his target had gotten away and proceeds to make the creature start following him when a familiar voice is heard from behind him. "Avernus?!", a female voice questioned in shock.

Aver turns around, the creature follows along with him and he spots Via standing a short distance away from him. At first, Aver doesn't recognize the woman below him as he is filled with too much rage to focus on her identity at the moment. Before he gets ready to attack, he shakes his head before looking closely at the girl. After a moment, he finally realizes who she is. He groans as he lowers himself to the ground, the creature he once controlled screeches again before sinking to the sand with him. Via watches in shock as the creature disappears into the Satanic symbol embellished into the sand, Avernus laying underneath it and his arms supporting half of his body as he tries to regain his breath.

Via slowly approaches him and kneels down, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder. The man cringes slightly from her touch, but doesn't do anything about it. After a few minutes pass, Aver eventually lifts up his head and sees Via. His eyes are back to normal, but the scar on his eye has turned into a slightly more purplish color instead of its usual dark-red color.

"Via...what happened?", Aver asked, rubbing his head as he is completely shocked about what he did.

"Aver...you made a terrifying monster with your fire powers. How were you able to do so?", Via questioned after what she witnessed.

Aver shakes his head side to side before replying "I have never been able to do that. My powers only go so far. I only remember getting attacked by a weird, half-wither guy and I thought I was done for good, but then...I felt this...this kind of rush of unreleased and uncaged anger erupt in me, and...last thing I remembered by saying a statement to him before everything went blank".

"Wait a second", Via said, moving back slightly as she tries to think of an answer, based on her knowledge, as to why Avernus was able to form a monster ten times bigger than any person. "For a human, the Taint causes hallucinations, excessive sleeping, and corruption. For a half-hybrid human like Aver, the symptoms are increased power in abilities, hallucinations, slight memory loss-"

Via widens her eyes in realization before looking towards Aver, her answer to him was not going to be good. "Aver...", Via said reluctantly, looking at the man with a somber expression. "I don't know any other way to say this, so I might as well say it. I think the main reason that you were able to make that monster and then, have no memory of it...is because you may be infected with the Taint".

"What?!", Avernus exclaimed in shock, throwing himself to his feet. Via backs up and watches as Aver steps away from the Satanic symbol in the sand and starts pacing around the sand in a panic. "Oh no, no, no, no! I can't have the Taint! I just can't! I don't even know how I could have gotten infected! Notch, I don't want to be a monster!"

"Aver, calm down!", Via stated to him, grabbing him by his shoulders and forces to look at her. Avernus takes a few quick breaths before eventually gaining some calmness in himself.

Via exhales before explaining "Look, Aver. I don't know for sure if you have the Taint or not".

Avernus scoffs before saying "If you want proof, here's a quick preview". He points to the scar over his eye. Via steps closer and analyzes the scar closely, moving her hands and places them on either side of the scar. Aver winces in pain as he feels her hands inching dangerously close to his injury. Via narrows her eyes as she thoroughly examines the scar. Though the purplish color over the scar doesn't seem to be dripping to show that it is Taint, Via wasn't sure if it was Taint residue or an infection has found its way into Aver's scar.

"Well, I can't say for sure if it is the Taint, but it seems to me that you have an infection going on with your scar. For two things, I can clean up the wound. And plus if you really have Taint, I can give you some injections to lessen the possibilities of you getting corrupted", Via answered, moving her hands away from Avernus's face. The man sighs out in both exhaustion and frustration.

"Ugh, I hate needles. But alright, you were the apprentice of a doctor", Aver commented.

"Yeah...were", Via said sadly. Aver quickly notices the sad tone in Via's voice and immediately regrets mentioning Via's deceased mentor in front of her.

Avernus begins to say "Sorry, I didn't mean to-" but he gets interrupted by Via.

"It's alright, Aver. I know you didn't mean it. Anyway...", Via helps Aver to his feet and starts leading him away from the symbol in the sand. "Let's get out of here. It's not safe". Aver nods before following the woman back to the cavern, but as he follows Via, he couldn't help but glance over his shoulder and spot the mark in the desert he made when he got angry and literally burst into flames. The symbol in the sand still glows dimly with an orange aura.


Meanwhile, back in the basement of Herobrine's castle, a couple of hours have passed ever since Mitch went through the horrible and agony-causing torture by DeadlyVenom. The warrior is currently unconscious in the room where Deadly did his job. On the table he is still strapped to, Mitch lies across the cold metal as he is completely soaked from head to his only remaining foot in blood. Across from him, Bloody is still chained to the wall as Nero is fast asleep beside her against the wall. After a couple of minutes fly by, one of the individuals in the room begins to awaken.

Mitch struggles to open his eye, unable due to the after effects of the drugs he was given to keep him alert through the torture. He lazily shifts his eye to the side, his blurry vision can barely make out the figures of Nero and Bloody across the room, noticing that they are both fast asleep. But before he can do anything, the door to the torture room suddenly opens up. The loud creak made by the steel door is loud enough to awaken the duo from their slumber. Stepping into the room with several devices in one of his arms is DeadlyVenom.

"I'm back!", Deadly said out loud in a maniacal tone. Nero smiles as he gets to his feet and walks over to the doctor. Mitch starts breathing rapidly as he eyes the two at the foot of the metal table. When Nero reaches DeadlyVenom, he questions "So, what new toys have you brought for our...patient?"

"Oh, just a couple of inventions made by me that I think will make the torture experience much more painful for the warrior", Deadly answered, placing one of the devices at the edge of the table and shows the other to the corrupted mage. He shows him a hand shaped device, made entirely out of metal and within the device, large blades are hidden in the shards of metal.

"I call this the Hand Chomper", DeadlyVenom stated, tracing his hand across the cold surface of the device. "Just place it over the hand of a victim, set to a certain time, and...POW! The entire hand, from vessels to the bone, is completely removed from the victim's body. Same thing goes for the Foot Separator".

"Good. I want this procedure over with so we can move on...to the experimentation. Until then...", Nero trails off as he slowly turns his body so that he can see Mitch. Deadly does the same, Mitch lifts his head only an inch because of the strain around his neck and manages to see Nero's and DeadlyVenom's faces. Nero turns away from the table before saying "Make it the worst type of torture known to mankind".

"I think that's a bit of an understatement. I'm gonna make it the most agonizing, grueling, sickening, and the most repulsive torture. I'm gonna use every trick in the book, from beginning to end", DeadlyVenom suggested, flashing the chained warrior an evil smile. Mitch widens his only eye in fear, wondering if he will live long enough to see the light...if ever again.

DeadlyVenom grabs the two torture gadgets and approaches Mitch, the warrior making one last attempt to set himself free. But it's all in vain as he feels Deadly attach the devices to his remaining hand and foot. He hears a few clicks and beeps from the devices. DeadlyVenom looks at him before explaining "Mitch, the devices attached on you are set to go off in 30 seconds, which should give me enough time to drive this through your eye".

The psychopathic doctor pulls out a syringe, black liquid with a few purple particles. Mitch gasps in extreme fear before shutting his eye tightly and tosses his head to the other side, away from the doctor. He hears a few footsteps before feeling a pair of gloved hands roughly grab the left unscathed side of his face and forcefully makes him look upward. Then, he feels a pair of pincher-like objects force his eye open, unable to shut it with his eyelid. He glances slightly to the doctor as he questions "Now...don't make this difficult as it already is for you, Mitchell. Besides...this is gonna hurt more for you than it will for me".

Mitch begins to hyperventilate as he looks up and sees Deadly slowly moving the needle towards his eye, the needlepoint becoming almost invisible due to how narrow the needle is. He starts jerking his limbs violently, ignoring the cold metal surrounding both his hand and his foot. Mitch starts whimpering out of fear as the point starts coming ever closer to his remaining eye.

"No..no...NO...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!", Mitch screeched in hysteria, his eye becoming nearly microscopic as he pleads for mercy. At the very last second, the needle is lifted away from his eye, Mitch mentally sighs in relief as he looks up. DeadlyVenom grins as he hisses "Heh. Made you squirm".

"But...but you-", Mitch began, but he gets cut off by DeadlyVenom.

He exclaims "I only threatened to inject your eye with Taint to pass the time set on the devices on the gadgets. Plus, hearing that pleasant cry from you was almost too much for me to handle, seeing that I represent the Emotion Sadism. Plus, I think the devices should be going off...right about...now".

"ACK!", Mitch gags out, choking on his own spit as the devices unleash their blades and sink deep into his remaining hand and foot. He feels the cold metal cutting through his skin, bloody pouring out of little crevices in the gadgets as they begin to cut through his bones. Deadly takes in the sight of his victim, Nero stands behind him and soaks in the envy energy seeping from the sight in front of him and gets more stronger by the second.

After a agonizing minute passes, the devices fall off of Mitch and land on the floor with hard thuds, taking along Mitch's hand and foot and puddles the blood around them. Mitch is unable to breath, talk, blink, or even move. Every part of his body is screaming in tortuous pain, the level of pain that he had never experienced before. Now, he is a handless and footless man strapped down to the table, his pride and his bravery had been taken away and destroyed by DeadlyVenom.

Feeling the pinchers free themselves from his eye, Mitch lets his eye roll to the back of his head as he begins to fall into unconsciousness once again. Before he completely passes out, he can faintly hear the voice of DeadlyVenom whisper "...Treatment is over. Now, comes the price of it".


Standing over the village targeted, Jagrome stares with no emotion in his eyes as his clan of Baccas stand behind him with eagerness to kill shining in their eyes. A slow breeze gently beats against Jagrome's fur, throwing it in all directions and becomes only more unruly. The Ultimate PvP Warrior glances from the village and towards the Blood Moon, its blood-red color the same shade on his suit. The corrupted Bacca then glances to his left and sees a figure standing near the cliff he and his clan are standing near. The figure looks over at him, his white glowing eyes lights up the darkness that eats up the area that he and the other are in.

"Show me your abilities", the figure said, his voice revealing him to be Herobrine.

Jagrome smiles evilly as he nods before looking at the village. Though it is a small village, a decent amount of villagers and Minecrafters flourish within the many homes built in it and are completely unprepared and unaware of the danger that awaits for them just on top of a cliff. The new self-announced leader of the clan raises his staff out and lets out one word that will end all of the lives in the village.

"...Kill 'em", Jagrome growled out.

In an instant, all of the Baccas rush forward and scale down the rocky cliff they were once standing on. Soldiers sprint down nearby paths while Predators skillfully jump from tree to tree with their razor-sharp claws as their jaws drip with a purplish foam as their purple-stained teeth are literally aching to bite down into a victim. Assassins climb up nearby tall trees and find spots where they can take aim, wielding out enchanted bows and wait for the rest of the clan to get within the village. Medics standby behind trees that are a certain distance away from the village. Armed with a pair of swords, the Medics are ready to heal any of those who get hurt as their scarves blow alongside with the breeze and shows off their red crosses stitched into the fabrics.

Within the outskirts of the village, nearby Minecrafters are busy carrying resources to help them when one of them hears a rustling in the forest. The male glances over his shoulder and towards the dense forest besides him, but the rustling soon dies away and all is silent. However, this doesn't seem to calm the male. The Minecrafter places his resources down and carefully makes his way over to the forest, wielding out his iron sword along the way.

When he gets near the heavy brushes near the bases of trees, he squints his eyes to get a closer look when he takes a step even closer to the forest. All he can make out is darkness, combined with the gently swaying of leaves and branches in the trees. He backs away, assured that nothing seems out of the ordinary and he can resumes his collecting. But when he takes a glance at the canopies of the trees, he freezes up when he sees a pair of purple eyes staring down at him from the darkness. Before he can react, the pair of eyes lunge forward. The red moonlight reveals the pair to belong to a Predator, who opens up its mouth inhumanly wide and in an instant, shuts its jaws over the man's head, making the rest of his body go stiff.

With the yank, the Predator takes the man's head, along with his spine, from his body and eats it up. The headless body spews blood at a furious rate as it eventually topples over and surrounds itself in its own blood. The Predator lets go of the vine it was holding onto and lands on all fours to the ground, letting out a fearsome growl as it eagerly licks up the blood from its jaws. Suddenly, the forest bursts in a variety of rustling and growling as the Baccas take off for the attack, the Predator gallops on all fours to join its brethren.

Villagers and Minecrafters take a look and gape in horror as they see a giant wave of the Baccas running towards their village, their intentions were no good. Meanwhile, Jagrome stands behind and watches as his clan begins to attack the village from the inside out. Because no one in the village knew that this was going to happen, casualties begin to skyrocket as the variety of different Baccas attack them with weapons, claws, or teeth.

Some of the Minecrafters try to fight back as some snipers get on top of homes and get out their bows to start taking down the threats, but they themselves are taken down as the Assassins perched on the trees near the forests. They aim their bows at any snipers in the village and take them down only using one bow, their archery skills are its highest level and makes it nearly impossible for them to miss.

Within the village, Minecrafters try to defend themselves as Baccas lunge at them with their claws and jaws ready. Soldiers take down the defenders, killing off the only form of defense for the village. Predators bite down at those unlucky to escape and kill then slowly by sinking their jaws into their windpipe, causing large amounts of blood to stain their jaws and become to quench their thirst by any type of blood from any creature they catch.

The Soldiers reach to any nearby homes and set them on fire, watching the flames spread quickly through the homes and set others on fire as well. As quickly as the attack started, it ends as the last of the villagers and Minecrafters are killed off by the clan of Baccas. Close to the outskirts, the Baccas roar in victory as they claim the burning territory to be their expending home. Once the flames die away and all of the homes and bodies have been gotten rid of, they will replant trees to strengthen their forces and provide more homes as the clan will be expanding its numbers.

Within the cheering Baccas, Jagrome stands proudly on top of a nearby rock and seeing the flames dance around with the wind, the orange color is reflect off of his bright green eyes and mix along with the red cracks in his pupils.

"So, this is what pride feels like? I absolutely enjoy it", Jagrome thought to himself, closing his eyes as he begins to soak in the pride in the air, along with the faint smell of smoke from the fire.