Forgotten Memories of a Captive Mind
A Naruto Fan-Fic

Ch. 2 – A Session of Pure Hell

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VERY GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF TORTURE, SOME BASED ON REAL METHODS.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Darkness… All she could see was darkness. The black hood remained on the former ninja's head. Helpless to see, she could only move forward as the Anbu led her to an unknown destination in the new building she was brought to…no doubt the Konoha Intelligence Division. A kunai knife was against her back in case more…encouragement was needed. After a few more twists and turns, they came to a stop. Hearing a loud door open, she was shoved inside, nearly stumbling over her restraints. The now familiar, chilling voice of the head torturer called to the Black Ops before the door slammed shut. "Get her prepped. I'll begin momentarily. Oh, and there's no need to be gentle."
Before she could even comprehend what that could possibly mean, she was thrust down onto a metal floor. One of them held her down by the neck and she gasped as the prison garments she was wearing where violently ripped from her body. Left in only her undergarments, her whole body was chilled against the cold steel. She felt herself being thrown onto an equally frigid metallic table. Shouting and struggling to get free as the two roughly removed her current shackles, a strong blow to her stomach knocked her momently still, coughing from the lose of air. Her heart raced as thick leather bindings were strapped tightly around her wrists, legs and ankles. Trying to steady her breath, she was suddenly blinded with bright light as the hood was ripped off. The Black Ops stared at her trembling body, their faces hidden behind the animal themed masks. "Welcome to hell, bitch." the first snapped as they headed out the door. "Just sit tight," snarled the second, "and try not to keep your hopes up."

Having at last caught her breath she attempted to survey her surroundings, her line of sight made harder by the restraints. From what she could see, she lay in the centre of the large square room, a small table beside it. The room was very dimly lit, save for the large single light above her acting almost like a spotlight. Straining her head forward, she could barely make out the many strange sharp objects hanging from the wall. A faint glow shown from a corner she could not see. There was a fading crackle of a fire, yet she felt no warmth. Trying not to shiver from the cold air around her, she started searching her mind for any possible plans to keep herself and her sanity alive. Only one thing came to mind. "Show no fear… Just like during Kabuto's punishments… You can make it through, just… Show. No. Fear." The words replayed in her mind like a record. Until of course, the door opened and every ounce of her courage shattered. And as he made his way closer, she could feel her heart beat even faster. "It's been a while since I dealt with a Ninja of the Sound." Gazing at his scarred face, his eyes felt almost soulless. The girl scowled as he looked over her bare body. "This will be quite entertaining." Sensing the hatred in her eyes, he smiled sadisticly. "And you will tell me all I need to know."
Agī sneered, her eyes locked to his. "Don't bet on it."

He grasped her throat with his hand, squeezing firmly but not enough to fully choke her. "Let this be a warning." he glared at her, "I don't tolerate to sass." Letting go, he turned to the wall of torture instruments. Agī could hear him messing with an unknown tool before heading to the unseeable corner with the soft glow. "Let's start with an easy question, your name."
She smirked with sarcasm. "Yo Mama!" She instantly regretted her actions when searing hot metal was pressed against her left arm. Gritting her teeth to hold back her screams as she struggled under the leather straps that held her down, clearly bruising her skin.
"What did I just say?" Ibiki scowled holding the scorching fire-poker by its unlit handle, looking deep into her eyes as she forced herself to hold in her crys of pain. "There will be no more wise cracks from you, understand?"
"ALL RIGHT! ALL RIGHT! I'll stop!" The girl shouted angrily and the white hot iron was pulled away from her, the burn mark immediately starting to blister. Panting from painful sensation, she answered him truthfully. "Agī. J-just…Agī." Purposely leaving out her surname, her rage filled eyes stared at him once more.
The ninja of torture smiled sadisticly. "There… maybe now you'll listen."

He grabbed a blowtorch from a wall shelf as the small fire that housed the implement of pain had completely died out, the room becoming even colder. Ibiki continued, placing the burner on the small table, "Now, you're obviously a Shinobi of the Sound Village. Therefore a follower of Orochimaru. So,…" he brought the burning metal closer to her body. "What are you classified as?" Bracing herself for more pain, she remained silent. His masochistic smile returning, the burning iron was pressed to her body again this time on her left side as her body struggling once more. Still not answering his enquiry, Ibiki continued forging ahead with his work, moving around her no longer flawless skin. First on her hips, then her ribs, shoulders, elbows, knees and thighs, reheating with the torch every so often, yet she refused to speak as blood leaked from the wounds. When applying it to her collarbone, she couldn't help letting her anger out for a moment as her back arched in pain."GRRAA, YOU SON OF A BI- AAHHGGG!" Pressing harder to cease her outburst, the inflicted burn charred her skin to black. When the poker was removed, Agī fell into a fit of panting, the burns to her ribs throbbing with every breath.
The sadist of a Leaf Ninja looked deep into her eyes that struggled to hold back her looks of fear. "I'll ask you again, Agī. If I don't hear you answer…I'll move to the more sensitive points." Another scowl formed on her face, clearly refusing and believing she could handle more burns…until the scalding iron was thrust against the bottom of her right foot. Burning agony seared up her leg, she was no longer able to keep from holding back and her screams echoed through the room. Ibiki pressed down harder and the pain intensified, the smell of burning meat emitting from the wound.
She screeched, still holding back tears, "AAAAAHHHHHGG! Okay! OKAY! ENOUGH! I-I'll answer!". He ripped the rod away from her, torn skin still roasting on the end. Panting for breath as she attempted to steady her heartbeat she spoke, her voice shaky. "R-research…in the field. I was use to…st-steal information." Hearing the hiss of the hot iron rod plunging into water, Agī sighed in temporary relief. Pain riddled her body, the trauma to her foot more intense than the rest. She defiantly wouldn't be walking properly for weeks if not longer.

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Elsewhere in the facility, two other members of the Torture and Interrogation Force, Mozuku and Shinobu, watched the torment from a screen as live cameras filmed from in the dark room. "She's quite strong, but he's making good progress." Mozuku adjusted his glasses as he wrote down the intel as it was forced out of the girl. The two were usually made to monitor Ibiki's sessions, as they were more used to witnessing such level of violence he tend to dish out. He may be the commanding officer, best in the field, but every so once in a while…the man tended to go a bit overboard.
"He's been in quite a bad mood lately." Shinobu replied. "But there's still time for things to get ugly."
Mozuku sighed. "Let's just hope we won't have to intervene. Things were quite messy last time."

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Ibiki stood at the wall of death once more, assembling something she could not see. He must have been planning to use different methods for each inquiry. "Now that we established that…" he said, carrying some sort of black box, though she was to shaky to comprehend what it might be. "We need to know where that rogue Sannin is." Still panting as her heartbeat finally went back to normal, the thought of the aforementioned bastard filled her mind with anger and her hands formed into tight fists. Closing her eyes to calm herself down, she heard something being clamp to the table where she lay. "Well now?"
Growling softy under her breath, she replied to the scarred man, "Don't know…and don't care."
He turned to the small table next to him, "How disappointing… Here I thought we were getting somewhere." He flipped a switch on the black box and strong volts surged through out her body, the pain from burns she received growing immensely as she clenched her teeth down hard. He turned off the generator letting her body go still. "I'll ask you again," he spoke with a hint of aggression, "where is he?" Panting once again after the unexpected surge she remained quiet, eyes glaring daggers at his. Ibiki activated the electricity again, her back arching and limbs shaking. Agī could feel her muscles spasming against her bones, but she managed to hold back most of the pain. What her torturer didn't know was when she was order to report to Kabuto to receive punishment, which actually happened quite often, this situation was very much a common place if she was lucky. She would brag at times to have built up a strong immunity. So long as she focused on maintaining her heart to beat at a steady level, she could endure the shocks… at least for a certain amount of time.

Relaxing her body as the device was shut off once more, she stared at the man again, almost taunting him. He asked his question again but she turned her face away, smirking as she gasped in pain. "Ask all you want! You won't get an answer!" The shocks came again, and again… It felt like hours of pain and she nearly lost count of how many times the box was switched on. Eight…maybe nine? Agī could tell her body was getting tired, her muscles weak from the strain. But she wasn't ready to give in yet. Refusing to respond as he shouted his demands, she was electrocuted again and spouted out her rage and pain through her clenched teeth. "AHHHHHH! YOU FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER!"Frustrated, the Leaf Ninja turned the generator off in anger.
"One more chance, Snake Follower. WHERE IS HE?" Ibiki snapped, the girl still taunting him through her eyes. She remained silent, her mind still concentrated on her steadying heart. A dial on the box clicked as it was turned. Agī sensed what she was about to face. Her previous shock punishments had only ever been at an extremely painful but 'reasonable' setting. Only ever enough volts to temperately immobilise her, never anything higher. Breathing slower to get a steady rhythm, she braced herself again as her mind tried to convince her to stay strong. The device was turned on once more and agony ensued. Agī's body arched higher than before, her spine felt as if it was folding in half. Her tight fists bled as her nails dug into her palms and the steel table she lay on was heating, up no doubt resulting in lightning shaped burns. She could feel muscles tighten harder, as though they could tear at any moment and the pressure on her clenched teeth hardened forming small cracks in the enamel. Still attempting to focus on her heart, she could feel it beginning to race.
The charge stopping, she gasped for breath again. "I can do this…" she thought, remaining quiet and urging herself to not give up, "I…can…do this…" He shocked her again and then once more. Her heart race it nearly vibrated, "NO! I-I can't do this!" The electricity shut off as she gasped again. "I… I don't know!" Ibiki turned to flip the switch. "I SWEAR! I DON'T! There are hideouts…all over the Land of Sound." she gasped desperately for more air, her voice a bit shaky. "He…never stays in the same place for long… I… only ever… reported to one…"
"There now," The scarred man uttered, turning as he unclipped the electrical connections from the table. "that's a Good Girl…" Those last words repeated in her mind like fire, singeing whatever hope remained in her broken soul.

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"No! I…I can't my Lord." a young, teenage Agī whimpered. "I…I won't!"
The snake Sannin glared at her in anger, his eyes chilling her to the bone. "You will do as I, girl. You know what happens when you disobey my orders."
The miserable child trembled as tears fell down her face. What her master was asking for was… despicable, reprehensible… just utterly sinful. But she knew she had no choice. Lord Orochimaru's word was law. Focusing her chakra, she whispered as quietly as she could, "I'm so sorry." After a moment of intense, blood curdling screaming, the man in the barred cell before her was dead.
"That's my Good Girl." the snake placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. "You'll start getting used to this…"

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Agī's anger began to boil in her blood and she could feel her heart rate increase once more. "No one…can ever…call me…THAT!" Rage fuelling her chakra through to arm, she ripped through the straps that held her right arm. Swiping at Ibiki, she tried to rush chakra to the rest of her body to escape the table that bound her. Unfortunately for her, the Leaf Ninja was faster. Dodging another attempted blow, he grabbed her free arm and gripped it tight. In one swift move, he wrenched the limb backwards. The force completely dislocated her shoulder, the scapula grinding against the joint. The long, main bone of the arm split in two and the snapped bones of her radius and ulna burst through her flesh as she burst into agony. Using garrotte wire, he tied the broken, bloody appendage back to the table. Catching his breath from the sudden outburst, Ibiki stared at the Sound Ninja in complete anger. After a moment, a sly grin formed on his face before heading back to his tools. There was something special he saved for his more… incorporating subjects. Mozuku and Shinobu shuddered as they watched their boss on the cameras, knowing they would have to intervene quite soon.

Agī's pants increased, the enormous pain of her now useless limb throbbing under the tight wire causing her eyes to shut tight in attempt to hold back screams. Her sudden burst of power faded and no longer able to concentrate on the pounding heart within her chest, she could feel her body start to give out. But she kept telling herself to keep strong… it would be over eventually…right? Her eyes snapped open when she felt another strap stretch over her forehead, locking her head in place. Two of Ibiki, no doubt a shadow clone, stood over her. She heard something being placed on the small table emitting a sloshing sound. She looked up to see one of them holding a cloth and panic ensued with her mind, begging to god that he wasn't about to do what she feared he would.
"One more question before we end for the day…" he glared intensely, finally viewing the fear in her eyes. "What is your reason for coming here? The mission you where sent on?"
Agī trembled against the restraints. This method of torment is one that crossed the line in so many ways. Even if she wasn't in this stated of pain, the level of danger would be too much to endure. She hadto tell him the truth. Only… there was no way he would even believe her. How could he? How could anyone of the Hidden Leaf Village? She…was a Sound Ninja, enemy to the Leaf. There…was no way of getting out of this, let alone through. "T-There's…no mission."
The cloth was thrust against her face and water began to drench her. She struggled as much as she could, even causing the wires around the broken part of her body dig in deeper, slicing the skin. After about thirty seconds, he lifted the cloth from her face and let her struggle for breath. "This is only going to get a lot worse. ANSWER ME!"
"I-I did!" she sputtered, "There is no-" Her face was covered once more, the water poring over her. This went on for ten long minutes. Each time the truth came out and each time is was rejected.

As the other two ninja continued to monitor the session, they kept their eyes glued to the time. They had seen Ibiki use this on his victims before. They never really approved of this, not that anyone could argue with the man. Many times they would stop it too late. A person can only take so much of this.
"This needs to stop." Shinobu sighed, preparing to leave the room.
"Just wait a bit." Mozuku stopped his partner. "She can still hold on about ten more minutes…"

It went on and on and Agī still gave the same answer. The girl coughed up water every time she was able, barely breathing and shaking like a leaf. About eighteen minutes in, she could no longer move and could hardly see the shapes of her 'two' assaulters. Her voice weakening to nearly inaudible as she spoke once again. "I…I r-r-ran…" The Leaf Ninja listened closer as her voice began to fade and the others had already alerted the medical-nin. "The S-Snake…ruined m-my life… I'll… n-n-never go back. Never…n-never…" Ibiki could swear her saw something shine within her eyes as Agī finally passed out, ceasing to breath.
The medics burst into the room to resuscitate her. The scarred man walked past them and down the hall. Her last words seemed to be truthful, the hatred for the Sound was evident in her voice. But the thing that really concerned him, was her eyes. He most definitely saw…something. But what?

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Tadashi tossed and turned in his bed. For some reason he just couldn't sleep. He didn't know why but he kept looking back at the empty cell across from him. That girl, there was something about her. Something… nice. He had spent seven of his twenty year sentence in here and many cell mates had come and gone. With his outgoing personality, most would ignore his attempts of friendship. For seven years he had been, alone. This girl, this Agī. Things felt different, almost like there was a light shining within this deep dark place. Could he have found the friend he was looking for? The teal haired boy sat up on the bed, his hands behind his head as he thought to himself. "Maybe things will start to get better in here."
He suddenly heard voices from down the hall. He could recognize the guard's but the others were new. Walking up to the cell bars, he strained to look down the passageway. They were heading this way. "Her cell is down here. Sixth on the left." They came closer and Tadashi stepped back into the darkness, still watching through the bars. A medical team was carrying a stretcher, a body laying in it. "Right here." Stopping at the empty cell, a guard unlocked the door.
Tadashi couldn't see who it was that was injured, but he could pick up faint groaning. As the cell door opened, this person's arm fell off the side of the stretcher. It was clearly a woman's and covered in multiple bruises and burns and he shuddered in realization.
The shinobi carefully lay her down on the bed. After making sure she was secure, they exited the cell. "She must remain her for now." One of the medics stated to the guard. "No physical labour until she's fully healed. We'll be occasionally checking up on her."
The guard nodded and the group left, the door locking behind them. Carefully walking back to the bars, Tadashi whispered to her. "Agī… Agī, is that you?" Seeing no movement, he called out again. "Agī? Are…are you alright?"
It seemed like ages before he finally heard a quiet response. "L-let me sleep…T-Tadashi." Sighing with relief, the boy went back to his bed though he did not sleep. He wanted to watch over her. Protect her. His new friend…

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Well, I've definitely watched too many horror movies... This actually got so dark I wasn't sure whether or not to post it. In the end I figured that if SAW and Hostel have a category on this site, it can't be all bad...right? Agī will be back in the next chapter, I promise! :)

Anyway, please be good people and NEVER TRY ANYTHING YOU'VE JUST READ ABOUT. Branding, shocking and waterboarding are REAL methods of torture. Many people have died these ways throughout history. It's OK to write about but we should never let it happen again.

OK. Bye!