My criminal minds fanfiction.
DISCLAIMER!
I do not own any Criminal Minds characters or anything to do with it. 4 OC's, No romance though :) enjoy.
Chapter 2 – Scream in agony
The man at the camera stepped aside and the camera zoomed in a little to Reid and "Carl" as he fitted a thick, steel knuckle duster on over his glove and stepped back a little. He brought his fist back before smashing it into Reid's jaw with a sickening crash.
Reid's head jerked to the side and slowly came back to facing forward. He looked up and coughed out some blood from a cut that had been made inside his mouth.
"Can't you track this?" JJ whimpered to Garcia.
"No, these guys are good they're rerouting to a different IP address every 45 seconds." Garcia sighed.
"I can't watch this." JJ said covering her eyes for a moment.
"Oh, what a shot!" The main man cheered. "One more time."
"Carl" smiled as he once more brought his enormous fist, crashing into Reid's bloody jaw. Reid's head jerked again but did not return to a forward position.
"Steve's turn." The front man turned to the other man, next to the woman and "Steve" grinned.
He turned to the woman and pulled out a bull whip and waved it around on the ground for a moment. "Carl" turned the woman's chair around before moving out of the way again. "Steve" ripped the duct tape off of the woman's mouth before returning to his previous stance.
"Please! No! Don't hurt me! PLEASE!" The young woman begged before the bull whip was slashed across the woman's back and se let out a piercing scream.
"What do we do?" Prentiss asked Hotch in desperation.
"We can't do anything." Hotch admitted. Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
"What do you mean we can't do anything?" Morgan hissed.
"Do you know where he is?" Hotch snapped at Morgan.
The whipping continued and the woman's screams grew quieter before she finally passed out from the agony. Her head fell limp and "Steve" Stopped and nodded at the main man.
"Now we believe in teamwork here so we're all gonna take part in a group activity and that activity is called." The man bent down before coming back up with a thick, wooden baseball bat. "Baseball bat beating!" he cheered before running to Reid and slamming the bat into his chest with a loud thud.
Reid cried out in a gasp as his chest was struck by the wooden object. "Steve" picked up another bat and smacked it on Reid's kneecaps. Reid grunted briefly as the bat echoed off his knee.
The massive "Carl" approached Reid slowly with the biggest baseball bat of the lot. The others stepped back and "Carl" stood directly behind Reid, looking like the most terrifying, most enormous man in the world.
"Oh my…I can't watch!" Garcia sobbed.
"Carl" brought the bat up high above his head, before bringing it down with bone crushing force. Reid screamed painfully before coughing desperately, the wind had been completely smashed out of him and he gasped violently.
Garcia cried out when Reid screamed and the entire team cringed with him.
"How much longer can he last?" Morgan sighed.
"Until they're satisfied." Hotch said back, fighting back sharp breaths.
Morgan's blood ran cold throughout this. Reid wasn't exactly the strongest out of the team, how long could he survive this. He was just a kid.
Another blow with a baseball bat to the stomach brought blood out of Reid's mouth. It trickled out from his lips at the side and it streaked down his jaw line.
"I can't bear this." Garcia whimpered. Morgan and JJ both put their hands on her shoulders to comfort her but they couldn't say anything to comfort her.
Another blow to the knees, to the chest and finally another crushing blow to the spine brought more screams from Reid's throat.
The three men continued to beat him until he bled violently from the striking points. They stopped and stepped back before his head dropped and hung like a ragdoll's.
"Mission accomplished." The man smirked to the camera, throwing his bat to the side. "Now you see…" the man made his way over to Reid and yanked his hair to show off Reid's bleeding lifeless face. He dropped it harshly and it fell limp once more. "Goodnight Ladies and Gentlemen, and God bless." The man bowed before the camera went black.
"Get to work on the profile. I want to find this son of a bitch." Hotch ordered before walking swiftly to his office.
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Reid woke up in another chair. His head was back against the back of it and once again his wrists were strapped down. His ankles were also strapped to the chair and there were wires around his wrists and on his chest, which was bare as his shirt had been unbuttoned.
"Help!" He cried from the small empty room. The door opened quickly and the boss walked in carrying a camera in his palm.
"Well, good morning agent." He smirked disgustingly. "You're bruises have came up nicely." He stroked Reid's face but he shook his hand off violently and bared his teeth. "Fiesty one!" He seemed impressed by Reid's anger.
What these men did to that woman was disgusting and it made him furious.
"Where's the woman?" Reid ordered.
"In the next room, having exactly the same thing done to her, but I'm going to film you because a little birdie told me that you're team in the FBI was watching our last show.
Reid cringed. He knew it must've been hard for them to watch him in so much pain, and now they were getting a close up of his electrocution. He wondered how long he would last; he wasn't a strong man, he didn't have a lot of bravery or strength so he knew the end was near.
The boss put a bandage Reid's around his mouth and between his teeth.
"And…Action!" The man said clicking the camera to record. "Ok then, 240 volts through the chest." The boss pulled a lever and agony shot through Reid's chest narrowly missing his vital organs. He screeched through the bandage and cringed uncontrollably. The pain stung his heart and his lungs felt cloudy. This went on for about 45 seconds before he finally pulled the lever back. Reid breathed heavily, gasping for air as his lungs felt heavy and full.
Reid looked exhausted as the electricity stopped flowing through him. Morgan covered his mouth with his hand and frowned. The entire team watched in silence as their friend was electrocuted brutally.
"And 500 volts through...the…Wrists!" The man gritted his teeth in excitement and violence as he said "wrists!" Reid screamed again and veins bulged out of his neck as he looked up in agony.
This shock lasted longer and everyone felt it. The team sighed once he pulled back the lever once again. Reid's head fell again as he breathed more heavily than before.
"So long as we're both here." The man behind the camera said as a red hot pole appeared in the view of the camera. "Hold still agent Reid." He said as he approached an exhausted Reid.
The camera moved to Reid's lower thigh and the burning metal pole appeared at the top of it.
"Ready?" Reid looked up briefly but his head fell again. He was too tired to care what this bastard did to him.
Garcia began to cry again and even JJ and Prentiss began to sob gently as they watched their friend endure this extreme agony is complete silence. Their happy, kind, caring friend was being brutally tortured and of course he didn't fight it. Morgan bet he felt he deserved it. He shouldn't have yelled at him; he totally took his head off for no reason and that was the last time he'd saw him. Reid was kidnapped feeling like his team hated him. Right now Morgan hated himself more than anything, except those bastard unsubs.
The man began to speak again and his voice made the entire team tense up.
"3…2…1" The man counted down before jamming the burning rod into Reid's flesh. A muffled, blood curdling scream came from off camera as the pole sunk into his leg in smoke and blood. Garcia rushed away from the screen and even Prentiss and JJ looked away in a gasp as this gory horror show continued to fall upon their beloved teammate.
The rod began to be pulled out and clumps of burned flesh and blood stuck to it as it emerged from Reid's leg.
The camera backed up again and Reid had passed out. He sat there, in that "death chair", lifeless before their eyes. A tear ran down Morgan's cheek as he hurried away from the computer.
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Reid woke up on the floor of a large, dark room and writhed in pain. His leg was burning in agony as he held it. He pushed the ripped bits of clothes out of the way and peered at where the red hot poker had met his leg. There was a deep, bloody hole in his leg and Reid frowned before the melted flesh and dried blood caused him to cringe and look away, letting out a small groan.
He knew that his teammates had seen the whole thing and he cringed again. He didn't like them to see him like that, weak, hurt. He wondered how close they were to finding him, and then he wondered if he could survive until they did.
He looked to his right and saw the blonde woman, Claire, also laying on the floor but she was unconscious. Reid immediately stood up to come to her aid but slammed to the ground again as his leg couldn't take the pain. He dragged himself over to her and rolled her onto her back.
Her hair was straggly and soaked with sweat and the back of her shirt was ripped by the whipping she had received earlier. Her face wasn't bruised like his, but she looked very tired and stressed, that was to be expected of course.
Reid looked down at Claire's leg and saw that her trousers had a similar rip above her kneecap. He gently moved the ripped bits out of the way to take a look at her freeze mark. It was an ugly, red and white "J" that had clearly been put there by a branding iron. He cringed before returning to her face.
"Claire?" he said softly to her but she remained still.
She was a small woman, quite pretty, a bit like JJ. Reid checked her pulse, then her breathing and his blood ran cold. Her pulse was thready and her breathing was quiet and sounded blocked.
"Claire?" he said louder and shook her gently. Her body remained lifeless and he frowned.
Reid knelt up, painfully, and put both his hand on her chest to start CPR. He pushed hard 5 times before checking her breathing. It was the same so he put his lips to hers, blocked her nose and blew into her mouth. He then returned to her chest and pushed on it 5 more times, then blew into her mouth again. He pushed on her chest again and she coughed.
"Claire? Can you hear me?" He spoke softly to her as she gasped for air.
"W…where am I?" She panicked, still breathless.
"I don't know, are you alright?" He frowned.
"I think so…what happened?" She cried. She was so scared and Reid bit his lip.
"I don't know, I wasn't with you." He said before remembering his leg and sitting back.
"I have the same thing." She pointed at the hole in his leg.
"Kinda." He shrugged.
She looked at hers, frowned and then looked at Reid.
"Can I?" she pointed at his leg.
"Sure." He frowned. She leaned over and moved the bits of ripped clothing out of the way to reveal his hideous, mutilated bit of flesh. She gasped and leaned back.
"What the hell did they do?" She looked at him wide eyed.
"Wasn't really paying attention." He joked. "But there was a red hot pole, and then pain, so I guess I have to put the two together."
"That's so much worse than mine." She sounded like she was guilty that hers was painful too.
Just then the door opened and Claire moved closer to Reid. The boss came in with Frank and they both had guns.
"Good morning, happy dreamers." The boss cheered darkly. Reid gritted his teeth in hatred. The boss nodded to Frank and he grabbed Claire. The boss then approached Reid and grinned like a hungry leopard.
Reid watched Claire as Frank pinned her against a wall and put her right hand above her head on the wall. Frank was of pretty average build, but easily over powered tiny Claire. He got his gun ready in his hand and aimed at hers. He pulled the trigger and a bloody hole appeared violently on her palm. Claire screamed and fell to the floor as Frank released her.
"Your turn." The boss raised his eyebrows at Reid. Reid stood up and backed away. "Hmmm, this one could be troubling." The boss stroked his chin.
"I can handle him Jimmy." Frank said desperately to his boss.
"Go on then." Jimmy "the boss" nodded to Reid.
Frank approached Reid in a ready stance. Reid suddenly wished that he had Morgan's fighting skills, or at least strength. Reid clenched his fists as Frank got closer. Frank reached for Reid's left hand but he jerked it backwards and moved away. Frank threw his fist at Reid's fist but he caught it and twisted it round painfully. Reid was stunned at his own skill. Reid the slammed his own fist into Frank's jaw and Frank cried painfully.
"Enough." Jimmy sighed. Frank pulled away from Reid and sulked. "Get Tommy." Jimmy shook his head as he pulled out a disposable cell phone.
He spotted Reid watching him in confusion.
"The camera's broke." He shrugged before he dialled a number and put the cell to his ear and put it on speaker phone.
"This is SSA Aaron Hotchner who's this?" Hotch's voice rang on the end of the phone.
"Aaron, hi there. Me again, regarding your little agent that I have here, will you be wanting him in a coffin or cremated." Jimmy chuckled darkly. Just then Tommy entered and strode towards Reid.
"This is Agent Morgan." Morgan's voice then chimed in.
"Ah Derek, we were just discussing Agent Reid's funeral preparations.
"You mean he's…Is he…dead?" Morgan whimpered quietly.
"'Fraid so, we killed him moments ago though so he's still fresh." He lied with a smirk.
"He's lying!" Reid called before grunting as Tommy grabbed him by the throat.
"Reid?" Morgan's voice perked up slightly in concern.
"Ok, I was lying. Why do you have to ruin my fun?" he said to Reid. "Say hi to gent Reid." Jimmy put the phone to Reid's ear.
"Reid? Are you alright?" Hotch and Morgan kind of fought for the conversation.
"Say hello back then agent." Jimmy rolled his eyes.
Tommy tightened his grip around Reid's throat and Reid cried out slightly and then gasped for air
"Reid? What's happening?" Hotch asked.
"I'm sorry my friend has him by the throat at the moment so he can't really talk to you." Jimmy smiled viciously.
Reid looked over at Claire who was crying silently on the floor, hugging her hand.
"Anyway, we have a job to do so let's get to it. Carl?" He referred to Tommy and he pinned Reid to the wall with his left hand above his head.
"No wait!" Reid called moments before Jimmy aimed and fired at Reid's palm. Reid screamed out in pain and crashed to the floor as Tommy released him.
"Reid?" Morgan shouted over the phone.
Tommy kicked Reid before standing on his left hand with his enormous boots. Blood poured out from beneath his feet and Reid screamed in agony.
"Well, lovely to catch up. We must do this again; tomorrow we'll be a bit busy but maybe the next day." Jimmy smiled down the phone.
"No, wait!" Hotch protested before Jimmy hung up the phone.