I decided to make this a series of torturing Izaya just to get my warped ideas out of my head :D there will be no real update pattern for this story. I'll simply update whenever a new idea comes to my head. Or if anyone has any requests or ideas I'll gladly write them out (:

Once again, I only own the character Cell. He's my baby and I wish I could draw what he looks like for you guys but sadly I draw like a 4 year old finger paints.

Enjoy!

It was cold.

No, it was freezing.

He was on his back, that much he could tell. His jacket was missing and his thin long sleeve shirt did nothing to stop the cold and wet ground from biting through to his pale skin.

Where was he? He was drifting in and out of consciousness and couldn't open his eyes.

He could feel a steady tug on his body, suggesting he was being dragged. Slowly, he was able to recognize the fact that there was some sort of rope or wire secured around his ankles, tying them together. From there, his legs were elevated slightly so that they weren't touching the ground, and he was being tugged along as if he were a heavy bag of trash.

His arms hung freely above his head, the backs of his hands sliding along the ground, completely numb from the cold. His arms weren't restrained but he still couldn't move them; he could barely even feel them.

Slowly, he forced his eyes open and waited patiently for his blurred vision to recede.

A rather sharp tug occurred and he felt himself be roughly dragged across a bumpy and rather painful patch of ground. He blinked a few times and realized that it was a group of large tree roots that were emerging from the pure white snow.

Snow? It's the middle of July.

He tried to lift his head to look at the source of his dragging and was just able to identify a tall and hooded figure before another sharp tug and his head slammed back onto the ground making a rough connection with another root. He kept silent, despite the pounding headache he now had. Where was his assailant taking him? He made an attempt to move either of his arms but found that he couldn't even feel them. It seemed all he could do was swivel his neck from left to right, seeing as lifting his head was too much of a hassle.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed. He had closed his eyes again to regain his composure to try and figure out what the heck even happened. He heard the sound of a door being unlocked and opened his eyes again.

From his angle on the ground, he could just make out the outline of what seemed to be a small wooden shed. He assumed it was made out of wood, given the bare minimum of details he could make out through the faint glow of the moon.

The door was unlocked and he was hauled inside. He rolled rather ungracefully into the small room and before he could even establish his surroundings, a sack was pulled over his head. It was secured tightly around his neck and it quickly became difficult to breathe. He lay still on the ground, thoughts flowing through his mind a mile a minute.

"Isn't this familiar, Izaya?" a voice he knew all too well broke the silence. It was that bastard again. It was Cell. "I believe you allowed yourself to be captured and tied up almost in a similar manner before, hm?"

Izaya refused to answer him, but instead, listened to Cell shuffle around the small room. He felt more tugging at his ankles and realized all too late that he was being hung into the air, upside down. He figured from where his hands hung, he was roughly 3 feet off the ground. He felt like a pig being prepared for slaughter.

"Ah," Cell breathed out, much too close for Izaya's liking. "All this time without a word from you. Normally you don't shut up. Where's your bravado?" Cell pushed Izaya lightly on his back so that Izaya swayed back and forth. He was beginning to lose his calm. He had been trying to move any part of his body since he first regained consciousness but to no avail. He was now hanging upside down completely immobilized in some tiny shack in the middle of the woods.

With a psychopath.

"I can hear your heartbeat getting faster. Are you frightened?" Cell teased, walking away from Izaya and rummaging through what sounded like a box of tools.

"Why can't I move?" Izaya finally spoke up. He kept his voice steady even though panic was rising.

"There's no reason why you can't. I didn't do a thing." Cell spoke, but Izaya could hear the smirk in his voice. "Ah, here we are." the demon murmured, obviously having found what he was searching for and approached Izaya again. "Now stay very still. Or this will hurt. A lot." Izaya heard the sound of an electrical tool whirring to life and tried shoving the worst of his thoughts away. There's no way he would-

"AH! GAAAH!" Izayas voice erupted from his throat involuntarily. It was a drill. It pierced through the flesh of his abdomen, toward the left of his body. Cell pushed the tool through him, the rapid spurring of the drill inside his body tearing away at his muscles and tendons, until it burst through his lower back on the other side. Izaya then felt the tool being turned on reverse and making its grueling way back out of his flesh, tearing more of his insides as it exited. Izaya felt what was quite obviously his blood dripping its way down his torso and spilling down his left arm.

"That wasn't as fun as I expected." Cell mumbled, tossing the drill to the ground below Izaya with a clatter. In a swift motion, he ripped the cloth from his victims' head away, allowing him to see again.

Izaya blinked rapidly, adjusting to the faint light that was giving off an eerie glow inside the room. He looked down to see the rather large hand drill that had just been used to inflict harm upon him. He could make out the bits of his flesh and muscle still entwined and wrapped around the drill head. He looked away quickly and up into the smiling face of Cell, the demon's yellow eyes locked on him with pure entertainment.

"I'd rather see your reactions." Cell mused before thrusting three of his fingers into the fresh wound in Izayas side.

"NGH... AGH... STO-" Izaya desperately wanted to control his voice. He didn't want to give the demon the satisfaction of hearing him scream. Izaya clenched his teeth and shut his eyes tightly as Cell worked his entire hand through to the other side of his wound and quickly withdrew his arm. The demon brought his bloodied arm up to his face and gazed upon it with amused curiosity. His long tongue ran up his arm, slurping the blood into his mouth before licking his lips and grinning.

"Delicious. Human blood is always so delicious." He breathed out, grasping onto Izayas hair tightly and bending down to look him in the eyes. "Truly magnificent creatures." He released his grasp and returned to his table of tools, returning in seconds, carrying a rather large blade, similar to a machete. "What is it about your flesh that makes me absolutely starving?" Cell groaned out the last word of his sentence and looked to the ceiling as if searching for the answer there. He then hung his head, pressing the heel of his hand that wasn't holding the blade on his forehead.

Izaya watched the demon's shoulders shake, his crimson eyes locked onto the creature in a frozen fear. He heard silent bursts of laughter and he watched as Cell shifted his hand and gazed down at Izaya, a twisted grin plastered upon his face. His eyes were wide with insanity, their intense yellow obtaining a darker hue. Izaya knew that look. It was bloodlust.

The large blade was thrust back into the same abused wound from earlier, this time slicing a wider margin but not piercing through to the other side. It was then dragged across his body, efficiently slicing his entire stomach open. Izaya released a number of screams and pleas, not caring anymore about dignity, but instead wanting this pain and torture to end. He glared up into the laughing eyes of Cell who smirked down at his pathetic human. His snakes were summoned in seconds and all poised in the air to strike at the freshly opened crevice in their prey. Each one released a bone chilling hiss as they began ripping into the meat of Izayas torso. Izaya felt some of the smaller ones worm their way further into his body.

He was being eaten alive.

He felt himself fading and was able to grimly watch as what appeared to be his intestines fall from his body into a wet slop on the ground below him. He stared blankly down at his organs and the streams of blood that pooled below him. Cell sat before him on the table that held the tools, watching his pets dine with a relaxed smile as Izayas body twitched and convulsed due to the reptiles forcing their way into his body.

The demon smiled wider, leaning forward with his chin resting on his hands, listening as his victims' heart finally stopped. "Always a delight."

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Izaya shot up out of bed, drenched in sweat and breathing hard again. He ran a shaky hand through his damp hair and tried to steady his heart. It wasn't like him to get so worked up over trivial things like nightmares. But these dreams felt so real. He could feel every last excruciatingly painful detail. He placed the other shaking hand that wasn't currently in his hair onto his stomach. The place where he was ripped open. He lifted up his shirt to gaze down at his skin. There were no marks and nothing to suggest anything had happened. But it all felt so real. Why did he keep having these nightmares? Why did they all involve that demon named Cell? Were these guilt dreams perhaps? Nonsense. Izaya felt guilty of nothing. He enjoyed all the games he would play with his humans. He clenched a fist in annoyance and reached for his phone again.

"Nightmare again?" Shizuo answered after the third ring. He had begun expecting these calls from the flea ever since the fourth night in a row. Tonight marked the eleventh.

Izaya felt himself immediately calm down. He didn't bother thinking about when and why he had begun to feel so at ease just hearing his enemies voice. All he knew was that he needed the man right now. "The door is unlocked."

Tah Dah! I think this particular idea had been floating around my head for quite sometime. I tweaked it a bit and I'm rather content with how it turned out. I'm sure more and worse ones are to come hehehe ;3

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