CHAPTER THREE
"Where. Is. Doris. McGarrett." Wo Fat hissed, inches from Steve's face, cattle prod at the ready.
"Don't waste your breath," Steve retorted. He had survived his first round of Wo Fat and the cattle prod back in North Korea, he could do it again.
Wo Fat jammed the cattle prod into Steve's abdomen. Electricity coursed throughout Steve's body. His nerves were made of fire, his body jerked uncontrollably as the electricity seemed to spread throughout every corner of his body.
Right when Steve thought his head would implode, it stopped. Steve hung limp on the chain, taking in shallow breaths.
"You may view your determination as noble, McGarrett, but it is nothing but foolish. Make this easier for yourself – where are you hiding your mother?" Wo Fat's steely voice penetrated Steve's eardrums.
Greeted by nothing but silence on Steve's part, Wo Fat sighed. "Very well."
Steve couldn't help yelling out as the cattle prod was thrust into his side. He became numb of everything except the electricity ravaging through his body. He couldn't think, he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe.
Then it was over again. Steve's body twitched randomly even after it had ended. Every part of him ached. But he still looked Wo Fat defiantly in the eyes, challenging him to come at him with everything he had.
Wo Fat smiled as he pressed the cattle prod into Steve's abdomen. Repeatedly, again and again, over and over. Steve eventually lost count, detaching himself so that it all became a blur, until everything finally went dark.
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"I told him not to go without me, but did he listen? Of course not!" Danny ranted, partially to himself, as he, Chin, and Kono climbed onto the freighter.
"Relax, Danny. We don't even know if anything has happened," Kono said.
"Then how come he's not answering his phone? I've called him half a dozen times, and he would have called me back by now." Danny countered.
"I'm just saying that we can't get ahead of ourselves," Kono said patiently as they cleared the hallways of the freighter.
"We've searched practically the entire freighter, Kono. Where the hell is he? He would have heard us by now."
Kono sighed. "I hate to admit it, but you might be right. I don't think he's here."
"I'm going to try calling him again," Chin said, pulling out his phone and plugging in Steve's speed dial.
There was a pause as the three members of 5-0 listened. And then they heard it. Faint and muted, the sound of Steve's cell phone.
"It's coming from above," Kono said, leading the way up the rusted freighter stairs, hot in pursuit of the ring.
Their footsteps echoed throughout the freighter as they got closer.
"There," Chin said, panting slightly as they skidded to a stop in a musty hallway. Steve's phone had been tossed aside against the wall of the hallway. Steve was nowhere to be found.
"Idiot! I told him! I told him! Now look what's happened, he's gone and gotten-"
"That's beside the point, now Danny," Kono cut him off, glaring. "Steve's missing, and ranting is not going to help."
Danny bristled, ready to retort, before he stopped himself. Perspective. "OK," he said, taking a deep breath. "Kono, bag the phone to see if we can get any prints off of it. Chin, check street cams to see if there's been anybody else has been boarding or leaving this freighter in the past 24 hours."
"On it, B-" Kono started before cutting herself off awkwardly. "Danny," she corrected herself hastily.
"I'm starting to think this is something a little bigger than a petty drug smuggling operation," Danny said.
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"You know, I could have sworn we've done this before," Steve quipped at Wo Fat through the blood pooling in his mouth. "You know, the whole cattle prod, get your buddies to throw some punches thing. It feels a bit overdone, if you ask me."
"Tell me where she is, McGarrett." Wo Fat ignored him.
Steve laughed without humor. "You never learn do you? No. Chance. In. Hell. Now, if you actually want to make some progress on something, I think your torture creativity seems a bit… limited. This all just seems-"
Steve gasped as Wo Fat silenced him by pressing onto Steve's bullet wound, which was bleeding freely again.
"I don't think you'll be laughing much longer, McGarrett," Wo Fat said, taking a step back, leaving Steve trying to regain a normal breathing pattern. He motioned his goons lurking in the back of the room. "He's all yours. Make sure he suffers," Wo Fat made his way to the door. "I'll see you soon, Commander McGarrett."
Steve watched Wo Fat exit the room with pure loathing in his eyes. The two goons advanced on him, and Steve braced himself for the beating that was to come.
Steve didn't make a sound as the first goon landed two consecutive punches to Steve's stomach. Another punch hit Steve's shoulder. Another to his side. Steve swung around like a human punching bag, but still didn't make a sound.
He began to lose count as blow after blow was landed to his body. Finally, Steve couldn't help let out a grunt at an especially hard punch to his stomach. The goons seemed to take this as encouragement, and the blows became faster and harder. He moaned as one of Wo Fat's pals punched him repeatedly on the same spot on the left side of his abdomen.
Suddenly it stopped. Steve twisted limply on the chain, gasping for breath, even as with each breath he felt stabbing pain.
Steve closed his eyes, praying that the worst was over. He felt himself being released from the chains that kept him hanging from the ceiling. The goons did not bother breaking his fall as he collapsed to the ground in a puddle of dirt and blood.
He could fight back, try to get the jump on the two idiots… but as he lay there in a heap on the grime covered floor, with every breath sending tremors of pain throughout his body, Steve accepted that every ounce of strength had left his body.
He braced himself for the blow to his head that would render him unconscious so that he could be taken back to his cell. It never came.
Steve opened his eyes blearily just as he was flipped over onto his back by a boot slamming into his abdomen. He could not prevent the loud yell of pain and shock that followed.
"No…." Steve moaned as Wo Fat's cronies rained hell down upon his body and he was kicked repeatedly from every direction. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out all physical awareness. He thought of Catherine, Danny, Chin, Kono, Mary. Happy thoughts.
Steve's attempt at detaching himself from his grim reality was foiled as the loud, unmistakable sound of a rib snapping echoed throughout the room. Steve opened his mouth and emitted a loud, strangled grunt/moan.
His whole abdomen felt like it was on fire. It burned, every move, every breath, every beat of his heart sent jarring pain through Steve's body. He was faintly aware of his forehead pressed against the cold, unforgiving floor, and the mocking laughter of Wo Fat's goons before everything went dark.
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"Thanks. Call if you hear anything." Danny sighed as he got off the phone with HPD, telling them to keep an eye out for Steve.
Things were not looking good for his partner. After Chin had left to look for surveillance tapes, he and Kono had processed the scene. They had found a shell casing not far down the hall where they found Steve's phone. There was not confirmation yet that it had been fired in correlation with Steve's disappearance, but it did not seem likely that it was coincidence.
They had searched for over an hour for bullet fragments, but had come up empty handed. They had forensics examining the scene in-depth now.
Danny buried his face in his hands. Wherever Steve was right now, Danny could only hope he didn't have a bullet lodged in him. It wouldn't be the first time, but there was going to come a point when his partner was going to stop being so lucky.
Danny glanced at his phone. It was one o'clock.
Steve had been missing for nearly five hours.
Greetings readers! sooo I hope the wait wasn't too long, I originally planned to post wednesday, but RL got in the way :( Anyway so I would just like to note that Steve and Danny's storylines ARE NOT completely in sync, and although they are relatively similar timeline-wise, Steve has been captive for a lot longer than where we're at with Danny right now, possibly a couple days. I'm trying to limit the amount of Danny, just because when I read whump I don't really care for all of the plot stuff with the team, I just want the whump :) Pretty please review? reviews are like digital paragraphs of pure happiness. They make me very excited :) you know you want to...