"Psh, you should have seen the look on your face. You act all cool but holy shit you should have seen it…!" Ghetsis burst into a cruel laughter. From out of the gun came a pop of fireworks. I had no bullet in my head, no blood, no brains splattered on the ground. Just some rainbow streamers in my hair and a burn mark I could feel in my forehead. My heart was pounding; I couldn't even breathe at this point. I was still struggling to understand what the fuck just happened. Ghetsis was laughing endlessly though, and N was leaning against the wall, looking as if he just had a heart attack.

"What a fucking pussy boy." Ghetsis went on when he saw N who was trembling wildly in his confinement, looking at me with wide, shocked eyes. I glared daggers at Ghetsis as he went on with his laugh-fest. Even his hydreigon was snickering in a way dragons would snicker.

"What… the fuck was that?" I spat, well, it shouldn't have been surprising to me though. But my voice still shook, and I was still having trouble even breathing.

"I just shot you, with a fireworks gun I bought at the dollar store." He snorted in reply. "Now N, do you happen to even be conscious anymore?

N didn't reply. He really did appear to be unconscious. Ghetsis frowned, the joke was over now. "Fucking faggot." He muttered, "I'll be back soon my puppets. Need more torture devices." He said bluntly, leaving the room again. I thanked the heavens for that as I slipped down as far as I could and leaned against the wall.

"I-It… it is my fault." N struggled to say. I barely heard him, but I listened regardless. "I…. I was just… nowhere to go…. I… It's my fault we are here. That you are here. I… I am so sorry." His voice was quiet. I finally managed to turn to him, his eyes were wide and unseeing, and he hung lazily in his ties. He looked numb at this point, void of emotion.

"N… I…" I tried to apologize, but I shook my head. I shouldn't be sorry, it was his fault. It was all his fault, this whole thing! I was nearly killed because of him! I could still hear my own heart pounding like crazy in my rib cage. If I was going to spend the rest of my life like this, I wish I had been killed on the spot, I thought to myself. As much as I wanted to keep blaming N, I couldn't bring myself to say anything out loud.

"…Ppprrddd.." I heard Reshiram lightly growl, it was the first real thing she had said since I had gotten here.

The Hydreigon, who had coughed up a bone and now was chewing on it, snapped it's head up to Reshiram, eyes blazing with black and red as it launched itself towards the white dragon, screeching wildly.

"What the-"

"Its… its saying if it has enough energy to spe-speak then it might move.." N whispered, voice edged with a tone of insanity as he looked away from what happened next. I should have too. The Hydreigon began biting and cutting fresh wounds into the legendary beast, until a fresh pool of blood formed underneath the giant white body, staining fur that was already colored brown and copper from dried blood. Once perfectly cleaned fur that glowed white, and a tail that glowed blazing orange was now dulled to a gray. The tail no longer glowed, it looked like a fire that was about to go out, just flickering the tiniest amount to cast ominous shadows. Reshiram silenced from her growling and only whimpered at the fresh wounds.

N was humming to himself loudly, swaying around in his ties, swimming in a pool of his own insanity. He was obviously attempting to block out Reshiram's pain. The two were connected in a way that made them share the pain, and understand each other to an extreme extent. Zekrom, I wish you were connected to me like that. Then maybe you could hear this. I sighed inwardly, desperately hoping that the giant black dragon could really hear it.

Finally Hydreigon stopped to endless barrage of attacks and grew bored once again. Reshiram wasn't even whimpering anymore, just lying motionless on the ground, the tiniest flutter of her chest signaled she was breathing very shallowly. Instead, the three-headed dragon floated over to us, giving curious sniffs to the both of us, occasionally snapping its jaws threateningly, then looking amused when we flinched away.

Minutes that ticked by slowly turned to hours. My arms were beginning to numb from being tied and hanging over my head. N still just hummed to himself, completely ignoring me and everything else around him. I felt mentally and physically exhausted, but sleep was far away. I couldn't even close my eyes. I began flinching at every noise. I was paranoid beyond belief; I knew now how N felt all this time. I didn't like it. My thoughts were still swimming with darkness. I was constantly blaming N, then feeling guilty afterward. I kept thinking how wonderful it would have been to die quickly at the end of a gun then have to spend who knows how long suffering here in this torture chamber. But then N would have been left alone just like he was when he was a child. It was a lose-lose situation.

The entrance of Ghetsis didn't make me lift my head. I heard his steps echo on the floor as he approached us again. "Hope I kept you waiting." His cruel voice growled.

"Keeping people waiting isn't nice, Master." Came a chirping voice as one of the Shadow Triad members followed Ghetsis in a skip.

"Shut up."

"Okay~" He took his hand and pretended to close his mouth like a zipper.

Ghetsis reached down, lifting N from where he dangling almost lifelessly from the peg. I watched carefully as Ghetsis spun his son around and roughly shoved him against the stone wall. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to mess up this fucking ass of yours, N." Ghetsis growled.

"But Master, his buttocks is so nice." The ninja said innocently, skipping over to the father and his son.

"Not for long." Ghetsis spat at the ninja. "Now go stand watch, I don't know why the hell you followed me in here anyway."

"Okay!" He sung, turning on his heel and trotting to the door, "Bye Master, N, Black~"

"Now Black, just sit there and enjoy the show." Ghetsis said silkily once the Shadow Triad member left, "I understand you two have had some sexual frustrations. I'm going to show you just how vocal N can be."

"How the hell would you know that?" I shot at him.

"The Shadow Triad has been watching you for months," He crowed, "And N knew! And you didn't believe him. No matter, that only works so my advantage. So N, how are you feeling? Ignored? Angry? Betrayed? Hmm, scared?" The man asked his son. When he got no reply he yanked at N's long hair. He squeaked, doubling over. I realized he had been balancing on one leg this whole time.

"Come on, I know you can be louder than that." Ghetsis sneered, grinding roughly against N's behind, tugging at his hair again. this time he let out a whimper.

"It gets better Black, don't worry." He told me, voice edged with mockery.

"Fuck you." I grit out, turning away. I couldn't watch this. Even if this was N's fault... I couldn't watch him be raped. Even if he did watch Ghetsis do it to me. I shuddered at the memory, wishing the disgusting thoughts would leave my mind.

"Watch, Black. Or you're next. Or maybe is it that you do want to be next?" Reluctantly I turned my head. He was fondling with N's belt in an attempt to take if off. I felt sick again.

N's face was twisted in dread as he prepared to receive his punishment. The look on his face… despite all that happened to me, and the fact that it was his fault, I felt guilty for saying what I did before. This whole situation was beyond fucked up. And so, feeling physically ill and having the dark thoughts of blame and anger drift in and out of my mind, I watched in horror. This… this just wasn't right, what Ghetsis was about to do to his child. He'd done if before, and felt no remorse. This wasn't natural, it was disgusting.

"You'll like it N, just as you used to." Ghetsis sneered with mockery, his hand entering N's pants. His son squirmed, letting out another dreadful, pitiful whimper. "Prepare you fucking an-"

Before he could finish, there was a massive screech coming from above the room, in the sky:

"ZZZEEEKKKKKKKKKK-RAHHHHHHHHHH!"


It's a bird

It's a plane

It's a tympole

It's N's ass

It's-