**Disclaimer: I do not own Zankyou no Terror or any of the characters in the anime. The title of the story is a lyric from the song "Von" by Yoko Kanno.**
Í Eilífri Hring (In an Eternal Circle)
Chapter III: Yellow Distortion
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Twelve screamed at himself in his head. How could he have not realized that Five would go after Lisa? He knew that Lisa was to be disposed of eventually. She knew too much about all of this. Twelve knew this, but yet in the back of his mind he kept putting it off. He had the chance to leave her in that soon to be bombed building the first time. He did not have to catch her when she jumped. He did not have to say anything when those school girls were hurting her. He remembered the way they were holding her head under the water of the school pool, drowning her. She had looked so weak… so pathetic. She was a burden, she was a weakness and yet he just could not leave her alone. When he found out her mother was abusing her, he had told her to stay with him. He knew she only had eyes for Nine, but that did not stop him. He was not like this. He never cared for anyone. He never went out of his way for someone that could not help him. He never put someone else's life above his own. That was until he met Lisa. Twelve knew that deep down he was truly the one with the heart of ice. Nine was the loving one. The only one that could make Nine smile was Five. His smile was full of so much warmth and compassion for the sick girl that it burned.
If only we had more time. I was just starting to find myself. Twelve thought bitterly.
He was starting to approach the true hideout. The place that Nine, Twelve and Five had all met in secret after Twelve had drugged Lisa until she fell into a deep sleep. The abandoned state hospital. There was barbed wire around the compound, but there was an opening behind the hospital, where Nine had once severed the wire. That was where Twelve was headed. Lisa had been missing for 3 hours, exactly how long it takes to reach the hospital. Twelve winced at the torture that was being inflicted on her at the sadistic hands of Five. He could be wrong, perhaps Five was reaching her end like they all would due to the effects of the horrible experiments. The last meeting they had concluded with Five blacking out after blood trickled out of her ears. The other test subjects all usually died from violent seizures or died soon after blood started to seep from their pores.
Lisa's knees went weak and she crumpled to the floor. She was starting to fade from consciousness. It was too much to see Twelve running after her to what was obviously going to be a trap. "Oh no… you can't leave yet." Five giggled, brushing white strands of hair out of amethyst eyes. Then unwrapping a syringe and stabbing it violently into Lisa's side. Lisa gasped at the dark spots that were starting to swim around in her eyes. The pain that shot through her body was as if her body had been set aflame. Then it became bone chillingly cold, her body involuntarily jerking, bones constricting from the immediate change in body temperatures. It was pins and needles, molten iron coursing through her veins. It was too painful to scream and took too much energy that she no longer had. Lisa blinked rapidly at the darkness that was rapidly descending like a blanket over her eyes. She felt the lulling pull of unconsciousness coming upon her. Five slapped Lisa hard across the face, temporarily bringing the weak girl to awareness.
"Should I assist?" The burly foreigner, murmured from the shadows. Five dismissed him with a disinterested wave of her hand.
"Leave us alone. I want to play with her a little longer."
The only sound that could be heard was the shallow breathing of a dying girl followed by a few heavy foot falls and a door opening and closing, leaving the predator alone with her prey. Five dragged her sharp nails across Lisa's naked chest, drawing blood. Lisa winced in pain and whispered hoarsely, "Please don't hurt… him." Five clucked her tongue disapprovingly, "Look at you making demands when you are in such a position. You should be crawling on your hands and knees, at my feet groveling and begging for mercy!" Five screamed her voice shrill with crazed eyes. The woman was completely insane. Lisa forced her body up to a kneeling position, ignoring the excruciating burning and freezing sensations shooting throughout her body. She lowered her head, her forehead kissing the linoleum, palms down in front of her as she fully prostrated herself in front of Five. The response given was a swift kick to her side, and a sickening crunch that sweetly sounded indicating broken ribs. Lisa rose again to a kneeling position, coughing blood into shaking hands. She briefly wondered if her rib had punctured her lung.
"Disgusting. You just do whatever I say." Five said, calmness returning, but her eyes were far away. "You would have let them touch you I bet, right? If it was you, you would have let the monsters have their vile way with you. This is no fun. You haven't even screamed yet." Five took a hand saw, that had been hanging from a hook on the wall. Lisa's eyes silently shifted to the flickering monitor behind Five and smiled. There was nobody there. Five smiled at Lisa unaware of the girl's expression. Five's smile was genuine albeit twisted in sadistic pleasure. Lisa's suffering was no doubt getting her off. "No worries. There's a time and a place for everything."