"Trember Trident!" Jack swung the stick through Reimundo's stomach. It was a good thing that, like the Sword of the Storm, it became ghostly when used as a weapon.

"I said that I'm not saying anything!"

The Trember Trident crackled electrically in Jack's hand. "You might have changed your mind," he grinned. "In fact, if you were half as smart as I am, you would have spilled the beans long before now!" He struck a glancing blow to the side of Reimundo's face. The recipient winced. Jack grinned. This was fun - even if Reimundo did talk (what did he want to know again? Did it matter?) he probably wouldn't stop. It must have been why he became evil in the first place, like a drug; causing pain had a seductive quality.

He struck again.

Grinned again.

Struck.

Grinned.

"Are you still not talking? Fine, I have time."

Another blow.

Another grin.

Reimundo felt a drop of fear trickle into his bloodstream. Jack looked half crazed and it seemed as though it wasn't going to get out easily, if at all. But he wouldn't tell him anything. That would be cowardly. A nagging part of his mind told him that leaving his friends for the enemy was worse, but he ignored it. If there was a time for being stubborn, it was now. The past wouldn't change, ever. The torturous stick slashed through his stomach, cutting him out of his thoughts.

Find your happy place... The one with the excellent waves and all the cute girls. Stay there. Don't be where you are.

But it was no use. The stick came down again, slapping, pressing, cutting, trailing sparks through his flesh, jolting him back to the present. He felt a tear on his cheek, heard a scream, realised that the voice that had formed it had been his own. No more happy place. He was helpless. Pain was reality, he couldn't remember anything else, except for the pain before, and the knowledge that the stick would come down again.

It did.

He howled.

Jack grinned.

(fade out)

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