A man walked into Layton's office. He sat down in the leather chair behind the desk and started to flick through the papers on it.

He was completely absorbed in what he was reading when the owner of the office entered the room. The owner smirked at the man at his desk.

'Your early.'

The man at the desk jumped when he herd the voice.

'A few minutes early is nothing layton. Anyway, you used to say that a gentleman always arrives early for a meeting.'

Layton shook his head and gave a small chuckle. He walked over to the desk and sat on a chair opposite to the man.

'Well I can see that you are having fun looking through my papers. Don't worry, I don't keep anything important there'.

'Shame, I could have taken something back with me to gain more trust.'

Layton leaned in closer.

'Ahhh, so there is an resistance?'

The man at the desk nodded.

'Yes. I am second in command. She is the leader. You should not have betrayed her.'

'Mmmm, yes. Although you are betraying her more. Humour me, have they got a name?'

'Emmy's gang.'

Layton chuckled more.

'She makes it sound like they are street thugs.'

The man looked at layton seriously.

'Yes, well remember our deal. I give you all their information and you let me have all glory from all the archeological sites around?'

'Of course I remember what I said.' Layton snapped at the man.

The man at the desk was slightly taken aback. He decided to tread more carefully.

'So, um, how are your sons? Did you try the experiment yet?'

'Yes.' Layton sounded slightly deflated. 'I just tried it on Luke before you came. I will see the effects soon. Clive? Well he's down in the basement. He is to be punished. Trying to take Luke away from me! Disrespecting me! Well he will learn manners down there.'

Layton voice rose to a shout when talking about Clive. He was fuming. The man noticed this.

'Well if we have nothing else to talk about, I shall go. If not they will get suspicious.'

The man rose to take his leave. He walked to the door.

'Wait. Take this.' Layton grabbed a piece of paper from his desk and handed it to the man. The man raised an eyebrow.

'Well you can't go back empty handed. It full of fake things, to pull them away from the truth.'

The man nodded his head and smiled thankfully. He then left. Layton went to where the man was sat and sunk down it to the chair. He put his head in to his hands and sighed.

Clive woke up to find that he was chained to the wall. He could feel that there was a trail of blood down the front of his face, from when his throat was freshly raw.

Clive felt exhausted. He wanted to shout and scream, but his throat still burned.

A troll walked in to Clive's cell.

'Y-y-you!' Clive stammered painfully.

The troll that had entered was... Don Paolo!

Don Paolo was holding a vicious instrument. He smiled evilly at Clive.

'H-how could you do this. Y-you hate l-layton.'

'Well he's a changed man now.'

Paolo then grumbled his next few word's, not looking too pleased. 'Layton's my boss now, so I have to obey him, or I'll end up like you!' Then Paolo smiled again. 'Anyway I love my job, especially when I can inflict pain upon my enemy's.'

Clive looked at what Don Paolo was holding. He was terrified. The device looked like a wine bottle opener, one what you use to get a cork out with, but with a clamp on it. It had crimson blood stains on it from all the people it had tortured. Clive's face rained of all colour.

Don Paolo stepped towards Clive with the device. Clive whimpered, wondering about what the device will do to him.

Don Paolo first of all grabbed out a price of cloth and gagged Clive. Then explained why he did it.

'Its harder to scream gagged, but Its mainly to protect my ears from your screams.'

Paolo then picked up the metal instrument and looked viciously at Clive. He walked very slowly up to Clive.

Clive had only just noticed that there was a table with a vice on it in fount of him.

Paolo opened the vice on the table. Then he unlock the chain to one of Clive's wrists. He put the wrist in the vice, and closed the vice, so tight that it fractured the bones in the wrist. Clive winced.

Don then picked up the metal thing. Clamped it on to an end of Clive's finger. Then he twisted. The screw spiraled downwards with every twist. Then it made skin contact. The screw was very sharp, so skin was no problem. Clive, despite the gag and his raw throat, began to scream in agony.

The screw kept going deeper and deeper. Blood poured out of Clive's finger. Then a crunching noise was heard as the screw made contact with bone.

Paolo with drew the screw and took the clamp off. Clive felt a huge wave of relief. He thought that they would only do it to one finger, because it was agony for Clive. But he was wrong. Paolo put the clamp on the next finger and started to twist again.

Don Paolo had done all of Clive's fingers on both hands.

Clive had blood gushing out of his fingers. He himself was crying. He begged for forgiveness. But Paolo said that it was up to the master. Clive knew that the answer would be no.

Paolo left Clive's cell with the instrument. He was covered in Clive's blood.

Clive was left, chained to the wall, crying. He was loosing blood fast from his fingers. So quite quickly he lost consciousness.

Luke was still in the laboratory unconscious. The chemicals were still slowly working their way around the poor boys body. It would be several hours before the boy would wake up and see what layton had done to him.

For now the layton household was quiet.

hi, sorry if I haven't written in a while. I've had exams and writers block. But I'm back now, so I should be updating more regularly!