The Breaking Point:
Relena breathed heavily in the darkened cell holding her captive. She didn't know where or how Heero was doing, only knowing that there was a lot of pain he was living with.
The door opened, sending the room into a brighter state and leaving the young world leader temporarily blinded by this effect. She was able to lower her head and shut her eyes against the pain as shadows wearing uniforms and weapons gruffly took her by the arms, dragging and drawing her to her unsteadily feet.
A doctor, obviously that or a scientist appeared a malicious grin plastered onto his chiseled features set in stone. His eyes bore evil, making Relena look at him with dread as her eyes flickered over to what her had in his hand. A shiny pointed object was present as he moved closer to her, grinning as she struggled futilely.
"A strong Queen never goes down without a fight, eh?" A soldier said to the doctor who laughed at this as he ripped Relena's sleeve, squirting some liquid out of the syringe so as no bubbles or air pockets would be administered into her bloodstream.
He plunged the needle into her arm sharply, making her bite her lip in an effort so she wouldn't cry out in front of her enemies. She let out a yelp of pain as unknown chemicals flowed through her bloodstream as the doctor pulled out another needle to administer her. He put this one in her arm more gently, looking her over and seeing that she was more awake now.
"Good." He said, a grin plastered on his features. "Shall we bring her to the testing of how Mr. Yuy's shots are coming?" The doctor commanded more than asked. The guards dragged her foreword; "We will have to give him more of this wonderful medication without the counter-act drug since he's so much stronger." The doctor walked off with the guards and Relena following, leaving her mind in a frenzy of what they just said.
They appeared in front of a door with a large observation deck, letting them look through on-way glass at who was occupying the room below.
Strapped to a metal table was a seemingly drowsy Heero, his eyes half open and a bandage around his head, going underneath his unruly bangs on his forehead. His prussian eyes looked the same as always, cold and emotionless. The doctor looked at the computer before typing in some things and looked at Heero's form once again.
He walked out of the room and appeared below, standing next to Heero with a clip board and some instruments.
"So good to see you again." The doctor remarked to the handsome boy.
All he got in turn was a glare from Heero and the tensing of his muscles as he tried to get out of the strong leather restraints holding him down to the table.
"We won't administer the drug until we run some...tests. We would like to see how our perfect little soldier is keeping up with himself now that the war is over." He reached into a bag on his heels and brought a metal table over, placing a vary of items on its metallic surface.
The doctor murmured to himself on what instruments to use. He let his fingers linger on some of the instruments as he finally picked up some wires. He turned around, grinning at the young boy but let the smile fade when he concentrated on working. He pressed a button underneath the table, pulling the restraints tighter and a twisted expression came over his features for less than a second as he was forced to let his muscles relax not having enough room to tense them.
The doctor took out some medical tape and some more wires and placed them on Heero's bare chest and took out some more equipment. A stethoscope was removed and he placed the freezing cold (yes, this dude is so evil that he put it in the freezer to make it about twenty degrees Fahrenheit) and Heero didn't shiver under the cold touch. Having other concerns on his mind. Actually, one which led to a branch of thoughts. His angel, the Goddess of Peace, Relena. 'If they laid a hand on her...I'll kill them all...' Her promised thriftily.
The doctor, Doctor Gerd beckoned, making more doctors come in to help with the experiments, putting drugs and such into his system, making him run a fever and breath heavily, not even having enough strength anymore to pull at the restraints.
All the sudden, they pushed the button underneath the table, making there enough room for him to tense his muscles again, but still tight enough to hold him down.
A doctor with brunet hair and light gray eyes gave Gerd a syringe and Gerd turned to face Heero, lifting the syringe a bit to get rid of any air bubbles. "This will hurt, but it's for your own good." He said quietly, drawing closer to Heero and pushing the syringe deep into his upper arm.
The liquid flowed through his veins like the raging fires of hell, spreading like wild fire as he let out a scream of pure agony that he couldn't hold back. It was like destructing your mobile suit, while in it only multiple times worse...
They held him down as he thrashed in the restraints, the syringe still emptying the liquid... the doctor pulled it out from the arm and he still thrashed around, the poison flowing freely in his veins now. He reached behind him and withdrew another needle. He got some other orderlies to hold his arm still only this time he put it on his forearm near his veins, creating a deep puncture wound.
The pain increased, nothing could stop it, he tried pulling away, tried to get away. He was in a living hell.
Relena, just beyond the room watching heard his agonized screams and understood why they gave her the counter-act, for whatever madness they were planning. It would have been to agonizing, even for her if Heero was screaming in pain like that. She cried and tried to get to the door, trying to help him...anything. Anything at all for him.
"Heero!" She choked out a tortured sob from deep within herself, drawing her walls down, letting everything that escalated up to this...the breaking point.
A wave of pain hit her and brought her out of her mental shock and breakdown. A guard had back-handed her sharply across the face, bruising it a deep purple shade almost instantly as she was thrown across the room. She gingerly touched her cheek, the tears stopping as she felt anger rise in her.
"God, shut the hell up!" The guard seethed, his ears ringing.
"I'll shut up when I want to, you egotistical bastard! Go to hell!" She shouted, standing up with fury. No one talked to her that way, she'd get back at them, still surprised deep down at her colorful language and usage of words. 'Guess I've been hanging out with the guys for too long, eh?' She grinning inwardly.
"Shine, bright morning light,
Now in the end
The spring is coming
Sweet blowing wind, singing down the hills and valleys
Keep your eyes on me
Now we're on the edge of hell
Dear my love, sweet morning light, wait for me
You've gone much farther
Too far..."
The air stopped in the room as the guard glared evilly at her. "I think we don't tolerate insubordination, especially with you." He said angrily, punching her hard in the stomach, making her fall to her knees, gasping as she coughed up a small amount of blood.
The force of the blow caused her ears to be ringing and her head and whole body was pounding and shaking. They seized her as they dragged her out of the room, the tortured cries of her love still from the medical room. They dragged her lower and lower into the base until they were on the basement level, still grabbing Relena who was trying to fight back.
The sickening smell of decaying bodies and dried blood hit her full force as she blanched, drawing a hand over to mouth to choke back to need to regurgitate what little she had in her stomach. She hadn't been fed for what she thought was a day so far, having only the pizza and drink in her system to keep her going from that night at Heero's apartment.
They swung open a door, dried blood smeared all over the place and a set of hanging shackles chained to the ceiling with a lever to make it able to be raised. Relena stared at the chains with fear as they dragged her closer, drawing her up and clamping them sharply over her delicate wrists.
They smirked and then pulled back, leaving the young naïve teenager handing there, suspended by the chains. They walked back, picking up various instruments. "Maybe, we can make you scream like your friend back there." He drew his hand back and walked behind her, tearing her skin as the whip struck her back sharply, full forced, tearing her flesh and letting the blood trickle down in rivers.
Her back arched in pain, her nerves racing with pain, each wave hitting her harder and harder, making her cry out as a few tears slipped her barriers and clenched tight eyes, the lashes wet with unshed tears from the unbearable pain. She had nothing to give them: no way to make them stop.
Her living day was pain, nothing to make it stop, unconsciousness being an enemy, running from her pleading grasp. Anything to make the pain stop. She couldn't die just from being tortured. They stopped and her was strong enough to raise her head and open her eyes, glaring at them as she realized they were getting different instruments...
"Bastards..." She let out in a hiss through clenched teeth as they gripped her chin, drawing it up to look into their cold eyes glazed over in...pleasure. A growing fire burned in the young girl as she realized they were enjoying this. She spat sharply into the guard's face, making him draw back in shock from this action. Her wiped away the saliva with ferocity and took a hot piece of metal drawing dangerously near her. Her eyes widened in fear to this and she tried backing away, her tiptoed feet grazing the floor. The man grinned at her reaction, drawing closer and closer...
Relena could do nothing but pray for Heero's safety, knowing deep down that they wouldn't kill him somehow...But why? Why would they let them be in pain that drew them back to reality from their dream and still their plots were sublime.
Relena shifted and a wave of pain it her full force as the burn mark and lacerations that covered her bloodied small form made her let out a yelp. Her body was in serious need of medical attention. She felt unnaturally weak and knew somehow that it had to do with what chemicals were flowing through her blood stream. It didn't hurt as much as it had for Heero. They gave him two injections of the chemicals to break his will. They had. 'Are you happy now?' She fiercely cried to herself, the words of the thought echoing deep in her psyche.
It had been two days since her torture and her energy was sapped from what they had done to her. She herself didn't even know what they had done to her. She had used the blood from he wounds to draw lines on the walls, tallying the days. They gave her two meals a day. They consisted of a piece of bread, a glass of water, and two slices of ham, which wasn't spoiled.
The door opened sharply. 'Odd.' She pondered, looking at the bright light after her eyes slightly adjusted. 'They already fed me and they haven't tortured me yet.' A little fear filled her, but it seemed...more hopeful that she finally recognized something.
Author's note: I'll make it short: hope yall loved it. Reviews and stuff are always nice!