Consequences
"There is no reason why you should involve him in this as well. Please let him go," Starfire begged as he dragged Beastboy towards his game room.
"He shouldn't have come here. Actually, this would never have occurred if you didn't run away in the first place," he simply explained to her throwing open the door to the game room. With one strong toss, he flung his new prisoner into the center of the room.
"What are you planning to do to him?" she asked almost not wanting to know the answer.
"I plan to use his well being as incentive to behave and do what I say from now on." She wasn't sure what he meant but soon found out as he drew a knife and began to saw off his right index finger.
"STOP!"
"Sit." She lowered herself slowly to the ground and sat in a cross legged position.
"He has done nothing. Please do not hurt him, I am who is to be punished for my actions," she begged still in her sitting position.
"You see Starfire, for every action there will be a reaction, or as I call it for circumstances such as this, a consequence. Now these 'consequences' can be good or bad dependant on the action taken to receive them. Your action of running away causes bad consequences. This is just the beginning of you training and punishment."
"Training?" she asked nervously.
"You will learn to do what I say, when I say it, no matter what it may be. If you don't, well, I'll leave you some surprise," he said with an evil grin stretching from ear to ear. The day continued on, and the room they were held captive became more and more similar to the looks of a carpenter's workshop. The room had filled with many tools including a band saw, a table saw, a drill press, portable belt sander, and many other various items. Starfire feared the possible purposes for those objects being moved into the room.
A/N: Yes, I know this was short and probably not of my best, but it sets you up for the next chapter which all of you sadistic bastards just like me will enjoy to the fullest!