Torture
Yay. I got the next chapter here for you. It's been difficult to update lately, but don't worry I am NOT going to abandon this fic. JTHM and IZ belong to the god-like being Jhonen Vasquez, not me.
Johnny was laughing really hard. He felt good. Torturing Debbie was the best thing he had done all day. She was watching him with a mixed look of fear, and disgust. It wasn't pleasant.
"It's not polite to stare at people, especially the way you do it." Johnny said matter of factly. He picked up a spoon.
"Maybe I should gouge out your eyes, so you can't stare anymore." He said, his smile broadening. He walked over to her spoon in hand. He grabbed her chin to prevent her from looking away. (Warning graphic depiction of torture coming right- now.) He placed the spoon directly above her left eye. He forced it past her closed eyelid, ripping it in two, and pushed it to the back of her eye socket, and then like you would with ice cream, he scoped her out her eye. The screams were deafening, but to Johnny, it sounded more like music. He repeated the action on Debbie's other eye. Blood was pouring from her empty eye sockets. (End of torture.)
"You see what happens when you stare at people? Not so much fun when you lose the ability to. It isn't so much fun when your eyes get scooped out because of it, is it?" He said, his temper rising. She was begging forgiveness.
"You aren't sorry for treating me subhuman, you're sorry I wouldn't stand for you're cruel treatment. You aren't the only one I've done something like this to, and you won't be the last. Your promises to be kinder are as false as the ones that came before you, and the ones that will follow you." He said clenching his fists. Still she persisted in her pleas.
"Enough!" He roared, and grabbed a knife. He forced her mouth open.
"I don't want to hear anymore of your lies!" (More torture) He delicately slid his knife into her mouth, careful not to damage anything. He used his knife like a jack, to further open her mouth, and carefully he cut along her tongue, eventually detaching it completely. He removed the knife from her mouth, and her tongue slid out of her mouth. (End of torture.) She was making odd throaty sounds. It was like music to Johnny's ears. He smiled, and grabbed her hand; her fingers were coming off next.
A knock on the door jarred Gaz from her 'zone'. Whoever the hell it was had better had a good reason for messing up her concentration. She saved the game, and turned it off. Gaz opened the front door.
"What are you doing here Zim?" Gaz asked annoyed. He looked lost for words. He was just standing there.
"If you aren't going to do anything than why are you here?" She asked getting angrier. Still Zim looked flustered.
"Idiot." Gaz said, kicked him on his midsection, and slammed the door in his face. Gaz walked back over to the couch, sat down, and continued to play.
Zim clutched his midsection and hobbled off. All right, he'd gotten what he had wanted, but he had hoped he would have said something first. Oh well. Zim what had happened back in the insane human's basement was just wanting revenge, and the fact that he saved Gaz rested on the fact that she was there at the moment. Or at least that's what he told himself.
Dib rubbed his temples; he was worried about Gaz. He knew he shouldn't be as worried as he was; Gaz probably had things all figured out by now. Still he had this nagging suspicion in the back of his head that something wasn't right. He didn't want to risk going and seeing her, that would make her mad, and he didn't want to have to deal with a psycho path running loose, and an angry Gaz. He picked up the remote control, and flipped around hoping to find a show about supernatural things.
Johnny walked upstairs, and smiled at Lixo as he passed.
"I have a really good feeling about today." He said stopping before exiting the house. He gave one last glance at Lixo, and walked out the door to his car. He got in, and sped off to Gaz's apartment complex. Oh yeah, he had a very good feeling about today.
Gaz almost smiled, she had a good feeling about today. She had gotten to kick Zim, and she was on the 212 on her Game Slave 8. Things were going well. On top of that, she wasn't going to have to worry about Nny; he had no clue where she lived. Yep, things were going good.
Gaz walked over to her cheap refrigerator, and got out a can of soda. She popped it open, and managed one sip before the doorbell ringed. She walked over and opened the door, cracking an eye open. Her can of coke dropped to the floor, and both her eyes went open. How did Nny find out where she lived?
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Yay. I got the next chapter here for you. It's been difficult to update lately, but don't worry I am NOT going to abandon this fic. JTHM and IZ belong to the god-like being Jhonen Vasquez, not me.
Johnny was laughing really hard. He felt good. Torturing Debbie was the best thing he had done all day. She was watching him with a mixed look of fear, and disgust. It wasn't pleasant.
"It's not polite to stare at people, especially the way you do it." Johnny said matter of factly. He picked up a spoon.
"Maybe I should gouge out your eyes, so you can't stare anymore." He said, his smile broadening. He walked over to her spoon in hand. He grabbed her chin to prevent her from looking away. (Warning graphic depiction of torture coming right- now.) He placed the spoon directly above her left eye. He forced it past her closed eyelid, ripping it in two, and pushed it to the back of her eye socket, and then like you would with ice cream, he scoped her out her eye. The screams were deafening, but to Johnny, it sounded more like music. He repeated the action on Debbie's other eye. Blood was pouring from her empty eye sockets. (End of torture.)
"You see what happens when you stare at people? Not so much fun when you lose the ability to. It isn't so much fun when your eyes get scooped out because of it, is it?" He said, his temper rising. She was begging forgiveness.
"You aren't sorry for treating me subhuman, you're sorry I wouldn't stand for you're cruel treatment. You aren't the only one I've done something like this to, and you won't be the last. Your promises to be kinder are as false as the ones that came before you, and the ones that will follow you." He said clenching his fists. Still she persisted in her pleas.
"Enough!" He roared, and grabbed a knife. He forced her mouth open.
"I don't want to hear anymore of your lies!" (More torture) He delicately slid his knife into her mouth, careful not to damage anything. He used his knife like a jack, to further open her mouth, and carefully he cut along her tongue, eventually detaching it completely. He removed the knife from her mouth, and her tongue slid out of her mouth. (End of torture.) She was making odd throaty sounds. It was like music to Johnny's ears. He smiled, and grabbed her hand; her fingers were coming off next.
A knock on the door jarred Gaz from her 'zone'. Whoever the hell it was had better had a good reason for messing up her concentration. She saved the game, and turned it off. Gaz opened the front door.
"What are you doing here Zim?" Gaz asked annoyed. He looked lost for words. He was just standing there.
"If you aren't going to do anything than why are you here?" She asked getting angrier. Still Zim looked flustered.
"Idiot." Gaz said, kicked him on his midsection, and slammed the door in his face. Gaz walked back over to the couch, sat down, and continued to play.
Zim clutched his midsection and hobbled off. All right, he'd gotten what he had wanted, but he had hoped he would have said something first. Oh well. Zim what had happened back in the insane human's basement was just wanting revenge, and the fact that he saved Gaz rested on the fact that she was there at the moment. Or at least that's what he told himself.
Dib rubbed his temples; he was worried about Gaz. He knew he shouldn't be as worried as he was; Gaz probably had things all figured out by now. Still he had this nagging suspicion in the back of his head that something wasn't right. He didn't want to risk going and seeing her, that would make her mad, and he didn't want to have to deal with a psycho path running loose, and an angry Gaz. He picked up the remote control, and flipped around hoping to find a show about supernatural things.
Johnny walked upstairs, and smiled at Lixo as he passed.
"I have a really good feeling about today." He said stopping before exiting the house. He gave one last glance at Lixo, and walked out the door to his car. He got in, and sped off to Gaz's apartment complex. Oh yeah, he had a very good feeling about today.
Gaz almost smiled, she had a good feeling about today. She had gotten to kick Zim, and she was on the 212 on her Game Slave 8. Things were going well. On top of that, she wasn't going to have to worry about Nny; he had no clue where she lived. Yep, things were going good.
Gaz walked over to her cheap refrigerator, and got out a can of soda. She popped it open, and managed one sip before the doorbell ringed. She walked over and opened the door, cracking an eye open. Her can of coke dropped to the floor, and both her eyes went open. How did Nny find out where she lived?
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