A/N: Well here it is...the newest chapter. It is a bit short and for that I apologise. Next chapter will be longer I hope :D, I think I'm finally getting back into KH especially after finishing FM english patch :D. Although I do have to admit, the mass effect world is just as interesting too!
I'm planning to write a Roxas X Namine one soon so watch out for that one!
For those who have checked my profile recently, you will see that I am planning to move into Archive of our own (AO3 for short). I plan to write darker..and more mature themes over there, although i am considering still posting fanfictions over here. Hopefully my Pen name will be the same ^^. Anyways..enjoy...? Please...? No? Fine, *grabs knife* Please? :)

With each cut and twist, the rapidly declining brunette's screams grew softer and weaker. The mans intentions were clear as day in the dark dungeon, to kill painfully and slowly. He had hoped Sora would lose sanity before his life, even if he failed to do so, he still had three more victims around him he could do so.

The familiar sensation of running a improvised torture tool cutting through flesh brought great surge of pleasure, he cackled as he twisted the piece of glass inside the boys forearm bringing a another wave of pleasure to his ears. Payne was absolutely immersed with his pleasure as he bought his former slave closer to death.

Roxas and Namine watched on in horror, the screams pierced them down to the core. It was a scene from an horror movie, Namine could hardly believe anyone so twisted and psychotic could have existed. The sheer though of his existence made her blood boil, gritting her teeth she pushed herself up weakly.

Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted the pile of glass that was used by the torturer in front of her to drain the life out of Sora. Bending down and picking up the sharpest one, her pearly blue eyes met with her lovers. She stared into his while loosely gripping the glass, pleading for forgiveness, time seemed to freeze and the world between them vanished.

Roxas had watched on in horror as his former master sliced through his friends skin, blood was beginning to pool around Sora's body. A flicker of movement in the corner of his eyes, it was Namine. His eyes widened in horror and shock as he realized what she was planning to do, a cocktail of emotions flowed through him, surprise, fear, anguish and...pride. He gazed into her beautiful face, a fresh wave of screams snapped him back into reality. Even then he was reluctant, shutting his eyes he gave a small understanding nod, refusing to watch.

Namine turned back to Payne's back, noticing in her new found adrenaline fueled strength that Kairi had passed out. During all of this Payne had been to focused on his personal mission to break Sora, his laughs grew with each slash.

"Do you feel it...? DO YOU SORA? DO YOU FEEL THE PAIN AND SUFFERING? SUFFER! SUFFER! AHAHAHA!" Payne yelled into the barely conscious teenager. Ripping the glass out of his flesh and brought it down with a swift thrust into the shoulder, tilting his head back and soaked in the pleasure of crushing the boy beneath him.
Leading Namine to believe this would be her opportune moment, while the larger man was relishing in pleasure. The much shorter and weaker brunette charged forward, tackling the man onto the floor, a desperate flailing of arms broke out from both of them as they scrambled to get on top.

The initial advantage of surprise was enough to guarantee the young blonde to straddle the man, raising the glass above her head and gripping it with both hands. "DIE!" Within that moment, she saw the look of surprise and anger turn into pure fear from within the twisted man's eyes. But after all what she had witnessed the last thing was mercy on her mind, swinging her weapon down and piercing through his neck, blood spraying across Namine's face, dying her clothes in crimson paint the pure white hot rage driving her on to continue to mutilate the monster in front of her.

Roxas's eyes snapped wide open, taking a moment to take in the gruesome sight. A wave of relief flooded through him at sight of his former tormentors lifeless body, immediately followed by a pang of horror and guilt. "STOP! THATS ENOUGH NAMINE!" He roared desperately at the enraged teen, Namine's right hand was shredded from the repeated slashes her makeshift knife inflicted onto herself. It was an odd sight for the chained brunette to watch as his lover painted herself in the blood of her tormentor.

Only Roxas's words reached Namine's ears, snapping her out of her bloody rage. She blinked at the corpse beneath her and let out a shrill scream, dropping the knife and looked at her right hand in horror. It had been cut to the muscles, a violent urge occured in her stomach, using her uninjured hand to cover her mouth to hold herself back.

"Namine! Namine...everythings going to be alright, just take a deep breathe. A-Are you alright?"

She nodded slowly and stumbled up still clutching her mouth.

"Does it hurt?"

She shook her head

"O-Okay...well thats the adrenaline, you'll feel it soon, n-now that you still can't can you free us?" Roxas asked in a cautious tone, his eyes darting to the pool of blood underneath his friend and to the unconscious redheaded mistress.

Namine nodded and stumbled over almost drunkenly towards Roxas, her face as pale as white china, her thin frame looked like it was ready to drop at a moments notice. Stumbling momentarily on an unfamiliar object, regaining her balance and turned her head to look at it. A ring of keys, with one that just so happened to look like skeleton key.

Within a few seconds her fellow brunette was free, rushing over to Sora. Eyes wide in horror, Payne had slashed through his skin, muscle and down right to the bone, the ruby drops of blood oozed down the side of what was left of his arm.

His bangs covered his closed sky blue pearls, with skin as white as sheet, the years of pain and suffering snuffed out for a brief moment, for once in his life he looked like he was at peace.

"I-Is..h-he...alright?" Namine murmured softly, feeling her eyelids growing heavy. The blood loss had drained her, her frail frame had not lived through much abuse.

She opened her mouth to repeat her question, but the fatigue, stress and adrenaline overwhelmed her. Only his name left her mouth before her vision blurred, blackening soon after as she soothed into rest to the sound of sirens and the flash of red and blue, floating through the cold, stiff and haughty night.

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A/N: Questions, comments and reviews are all welcome. Although I will be focusing on my AO3 from now on, I will still be around here! I may occasionally still post a new fanfiction but most of my new work will be focused there...as soon as that damn invitation arrives .!