This is my first A Team fic! Hope you like it, Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own The A-Team, I'm just a puppeteer who likes to play with them.
Why?
Murdock awoke in a dark room. His head was pounding and felt as through it was on fire. He tried to stand but he couldn't move, at all, that's when he realized he was tied up "Oh God, what have you gotten yourself into this time Murdock" he said to himself but in a British accent as though it wasn't himself talking. Just then a Man opened the door at the top of the stairs and looked down at Murdock. He was placed so the light from the door just shined onto him. It was one of the men from the Parking lot Murdock noticed, he couldn't describe him though the light behind him was too bright and already causing the pain in Murdock's head to increase dramatically. At that point he remembered what happened.
"He's Awake" the man shouted down the hall behind him
Murdock stayed quiet for now; he was in too much pain and already quite weak. But the Man had other plans for him
"Get up" he said and dragged him off the floor by his collar
"Your gonna answer some questions my friend" He sneered at Murdock
"I am not anwering any questions, and you are not my friend" replied Murdock in one of his strange accents as though he was trying to be someone else
The man smacked Murdock hard around the face for his comment making his lip split and bleed and his nose bleed too. "You'll do exactly what I say or you'll have to suffer the consequences" said the man in a voice which showed he wasn't joking and The man held his gun closer and more meaningful towards Murdock's head.
"Where's Hannibal Smith" Asked the man
Murdock was silent, He would never give up his team, he was ready and willing to die for them and put up with anything that was thrown at him to keep them safe.
"ANSWER ME" Yelled the man at Murdock's face
Murdock was uncharacteristically quiet, usually in a situation he'd keep talking and annoy the men so much that they're close to insanity themselves, but he'd hate to mumble anything he shouldn't and he knew that with how he was feeling at the moment, he could just say something that they could use without even realising it. So the safest thing to do was to stay silent.
The man pulled a knife from the inside pocket of his jacket. "Everyone has there break point Mr Murdock. I will find yours, you could however save us all the trouble and tell me now what I want to here" said the man in a frighteningly soft voice whilst testing the sharpness of the knife along the top of Murdock's arm.
Murdock took the opportunity to try to escape. It was a long shot, without his team to back him up like usual he had little chance of escaping these men but he couldn't just sit there while the man tortured him for information. He punched the man in the face. This took him by surprise and Murdock ran towards the stairs realizing at last that he was in fact in the basement. But the other man was too quick. He yelled for backup and ran to get Murdock himself. The man's partner who was a little taller than he was ran down the stairs and caught Murdock. At the same time, the other man reached Murdock with the knife out straight and the knife went straight into Murdock's shoulder. Murdock felt a searing pain run through his left shoulder. It took him by surprise but he didn't make a sound. He didn't want to give these men the pleasure of knowing they caused him pain.
The two men left and as they closed the door they said as a parting note "We'll let you think it over for a bit. You're gonna die here either way, If you co-operate with us, we might be able to let it be slightly better. Otherwise, we'll cause you so much pain you'll be begging for death"
The door closed and Murdock was once again, left in the Darkness of the room, He was in pain but he had a way of conditioning his mind to ignore it. "Pain is all in the mind" he would say. Murdock just sat and sang his melody of TV theme songs to himself.