Woot, two reviews! Yay! claps inwardly For some people that is bad but I see it as good. If anyone takes the time to not only read my fanfic but review it as well means that they actually liked it! Also, don't be afraid to give some constructive criticism, insult, or otherwise bash my piece. But if you choose to do that then suggest something to help it out, Kay?
Also, it came to my attention from a friend of mine that the spacing of the last chapter was….well…..very tight together and I apologize sincerely for that since it was my fault for not thinking of what it might look like on the website.
Warning: Some OCs will be showing up near the end of this chapter as well as some more swears and violence. :) And for those who don't know Since it doesn't fit in the bloody description! This is based on Saw I and not Saw II. It also has LawrencexAdam in it as well as OC couples. But please don't make that stop you from reading.
Disclaimers: "Saw", Jigsaw, Adam, and Lawrence don't belong to me. However, Barry and Rin do and no one can steal them.
Chapter 2 – Other Guests? –
The deep and raspy voice that seeped into the room through the speakers not only startled the two men out of their dreamy state but set off some deeply disturbing and frightening memories of their first encounter and couple months past.
"Good evening Gentlemen…Been well from what I see…." The voice hissed through the hidden mouths in the wall. Adam and Lawrence's eyes never broke contact with each others as their eyes and expression changed from wondrous relief to fiery and passionate anger at the voice.
"BASTARD!" Adam shouted, breaking his eyes away from Lawrence's long enough to scan the walls, cursing as he circled, covering every inch of the wall once more. "YOU BASTARD!" His voice echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls-his voice covering every inch of wood in the room. Lawrence's face shot down, though his eyes stayed on Adam. He didn't want to risk losing sight of Adam after what almost happened last time.
"Ah…so you're still angry…." The voice continued to seep through the walls, regardless of the beating it had gotten from the echoing. "But I have taught you a valuable lesson. I know you must be learning since you've each made large changes in your lives…." The rasping continued as the two men became more intrigued, "Lawrence…you've taken the chance to improve your work life and amount of time you spend with your daughter while divorcing your dear wife…..and Adam! You've been taking night lessons so you may improve your career, haven't you?" The voice on the other end gave a little chuckle.
"That doesn't amount to the pain…or suffering you put us through….during…and after." Lawrence's voice was low but it rung true through the room, and was obviously heard by Jigsaw whose chuckle got louder and faster in the speakers.
"Well then, you haven't learned your lesson properly…which is why you're here once more! Tired of being alone and suffering? Well, now's your chance to suffer in pairs. You two, and many others have been split into pairs and scattered amongt this booby-trappedCJ: I just had to use that word house-and your job is to get out of this room and travel through the others to get out alive." The raspy voice instructed, he coughed a couple times before continuing to talk, "To get through alive, some must be sacrificed. But to get out alive, duos must be complete. Poison runs through but can be used for good and bad. Sometimes the exit is the one place it shouldn't be while the entrance is the one place you can't go." A loud scratching noise sounded through the speakers before the raspy breathing disappeared and was replaced by the silent breathing of the two men in the room.
Lawrence was the first one to look up at Adam. Adam had his eyes roaming the wall surfaces while pausing only briefly on Lawrence before realizing Lawrence was waiting for one of them to speak. "How did we get back into this again….?" Adam spoke aloud before looking straight into Lawrence's eyes, "And why is he always speaking in those FUCKING RIDDLES?" Adam's statement was a question but Lawrence could tell he need no answer.
"Well, we should probably figure out how to get out of he-" Lawrence's speech was cut off as he was practically knocked off his two (well really one) feet. Lawrence staggered for a moment or two, adjusting to the new weight that had slammed into him. It took him a while to realize that Adam had run across the room (the advantage to no chains this time around) and had practically body-slammed into Lawrence with a big hug. For a moment, Lawrence was contemplating whether or not to hug back when Adam let go of the him.
"Sorry….it's just….I thought almost for sure that you were dead. It's a relief to see you alive." Adam finally spoke after a moment of silence. "But y-you're right! We need to figure out what he meant by 'an exit in an impossible place' and the poison thing as well as…well….Practically everything else!" Adam waved his arms hysterically.
In another part of the house…
Barry's head ached with pain as he sat up on the cushioned surface. His head and practically the rest of his body was throbbing with pain. What the fu-wait a minute! My bed is solid rock! This is comfy! Why in the seven hells is my bed now comfy...? Unless…I'm no longer in my own bed…Am I in jail again? Barry sat up in the bed and looked around. He was in a nicely decorated room, the rug was red with golden designs and there were matching curtains in some of the windows. However, on the other side of the glass, however, was a large wall of bricks. He sat on a couch, similar to one he would find in a doctors office, which was also made of the same material as the curtains and rug.
There was one other couch in there, with a girl lying on it. She was unconscious and tied down unlike himself who was only simply placed there. Now I remember! I was at home thinking of how to get a job when the power went out and I was suddenly grabbed and hit with something…really hard! Barry lifted up his arm and rubbed the bump that had begun to grow on his neck. However, at the same time he was touching a metal device that seemed to be clasped onto the back of his neck.
Barry stood up; he wore really tight jeans with a really loose red shirt with a black skull on the front. His hair was black and it ran down to a little past his shoulders before being pulled back into a ponytail. His hair was wet and had obviously come from just being out of the shower. He wore dirty black sneakers and his hands were cut several times, though that wasn't from the trip to the house.
He walked over to the couch where the girl was tied down. She was younger than him, probably in her third or fourth year of college. In fact, she wore a private school uniform with a shirt with the school logo on it and a plaid skirt that went down to her knees where her black socks ended and her black shoes were on her feet. Her hair was black and it was short, going down to her shoulders. No bangs, but instead the front of her hair was shaped in almost the top of a heart and curved down to fit the outline of her neck.
"Hello?" Barry's voice was deep and rugged but his tone wasn't threatening. He shook the girl's shoulder a bit and had to jump back when her violet eyes snapped over and she let out a large gasp and tried to shoot her body forward, obviously trying to sit up. However, the ropes held her and she merely shot backward. After her eyes shot to Barry's shape she started yelling out in another language. Not one Barry recognized except from a couple movies he had seen. She was speaking Japanese, and from looking at her awake face, he could tell that she was probably half, or maybe a quarter Japanese.
"I don't speak Japanese…and I mean no harm." Barry held up his hands, though the cuts on his fingers made the girls eyes grow wider.
"What's your name?" The girl asked. Her voice was smooth but cracked a little under her nervousness. Her English didn't show a single sign of an accent and was completely perfect.
"I'm Barry…" He spoke, taking another step away from the couch to show that he meant no harm at all.
"Rin, my name's Rin." The girl introduced herself, her thin body struggling against the ropes that bound her, "Why am I tied?"
"Well, Rin" Barry asked, "Do you really think I wouldn't know your name if I had tied you up?" This made Rin give Barry a sturdy glare. She then made a nod toward the windows as if to ask him to open the curtain. Barry walked over and slid open the curtains, showing that behind the glass there were only bricks.
"No, you fool!" Rin practically shouted, "Tear down the curtain! The designs on the red fabric! I'm almost sure it seemed like it formed words! See if you can connect them together! I was almost sure it formed the word "Exit" for a moment there!" Rin demanded as she struggled in her bonds, "And break off a piece of glass while your at it so I can cut myself free!"
Barry simply rolled his eyes. He had thought she seemed nice at first, but she seemed more like a jerk as the seconds went by, "Aren't you an observant one…" Barry said suspiciously as he started to tear down the curtains. She barely had a chance to look around the room before making that observation! He thought as he then tapped the so called 'glass' lightly. "Besides, this is plastic." The plastic and his knuckles made a thunk-thunk sound before Barry sent Rin a smug smile.
Rin did her best at pouting while Barry finished tearing down the curtain and laying it out on the ground. He folded up the curtain in many different ways before stopping and looking at the curtain. "It does say something…but you might not like it."
I love cliffhangers, though by the time I finish this fanfic, you'll probably hate them. XD For those who might be wondering aka, my IRL friends Yes, Barry is an inspiration from what your thinking about and his 'true love' will make an appearance as well. For those who have no clue what I'm saying: Barry is part of an inside joke between a couple of friends and I. Though it isn't the exact same Barry, of course! 3
I hope you've stayed interested in the story. Keep on reading! And review cause it makes me happy and it makes my muses happy. holds up hands and makes puppet shadows Meet my muses, Mr. Llama and Mrs. Bunny Fufu Llama.
Mr. Llama: Yo!
Mrs. Bunny Fufu Llama: shoots out your brains
Mrs. Bunny Fufu Llama use to be Mr. Bunny Fufu but he had a sex-change and married Mr. Llama.
Mr. Llama: And to make you wonder what happens next even more…I'll give you the next chapter title. Honey?
Mrs. Bunny Fufu Llama: Sure! Chapter 3: The Golden Writing and the 'Bounded' Twins.
See ya!
P.S. If I have frightened any of you I apologize
P.P.S. IF you are now afraid to read the bold then keep in mind the only things that need to be read are the "WARNINGS" and the "DISCALIMERS". Kay?
