AN: here's the next chapter. Gets a little intense, but it's still good. Please review.
Frank was slipping in and out of consciousness. His torture had been relentless. First of all, he was sitting in the most uncomfortable position ever. His arms were pulled around the back of a chair and handcuffed there. His ankles were similarly chained to the footrests of the chair, so that his feet didn't touch the ground.
Alex was similarly restrained across the room from him. There was a wooden table in the centre of the room, and a telephone sat on it. Their captor had called the Hardy home once the two boys were secured. He let Frank say he was okay then started his torture.
He dislocated Franks shoulder to emit a earsplitting scream from the boy. Frank could hear through the phone his father yelling, and Joey asking him something. Frank struggled to reply, but could only manage a weak 'Joey' before slumping in his chair.
Alex had started yelling to speak with Fenton, "Mr. Hardy! Don't come looking for us! They'll just kill you too! I'll take care of him! Please don't come looking!" But before he could finish, their captor had hung up.
"Now my lovelies, shall we continue?" He taunted. He continued torturing the small boy until he slipped into peaceful unconsciousness.
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Alex was horrified at the pain and torture being dealt to this small boy. After hanging up the phone their captor had grabbed a fistful of Frank's brown hair and yanked his head up so that the pain filled face was forced to look into his eyes.
"You're mine boy." He hissed making Frank whimper. Alex scowled.
"Leave him alone you snake!" He yelled. Their captor stoically ignored him and dealt slaps to the little boy's face, causing Alex to wince each time hand made contact to face.
Frank cried out at each slap. Soon their captor (Alex had named him Vertigo because of his height) had moved to Frank's arms. He took out a small needle point syringe, and sucked air into it.
"Do you know what air does when injected into the bloodstream?" Vertigo asked Alex positioning the syringe next to Frank's arm. Frank tried to move away from him but the handcuffs prevented him from moving further than half an inch.
"Please! Leave him alone!" Alex pleaded. He didn't know how much more Frank could handle.
"It causes pain. And pain is my specialty." Vertigo stabbed the syringe into Frank's arm and squeezed the air into his bloodstream,
Frank writhed and screamed in pain. The air making extremely painful bubbles in his blood. Vertigo was smart enough not to put enough in as to kill Frank. Only enough to cause excruciating pain.
"NO! Stop you monster!" Alex screamed all the while keeping his eyes locked on Frank.
After 1 minute of air going into Frank's bloodstream, Vertigo stopped and let Frank writhe in pain for a bit. When the pain subsided, the little boy raised his head weakly and was instantly punched in the stomach. He doubled over, gasping. The punch was followed up by a swift slap and another punch to his jaw, rendering him unconscious.
"Leave him alone!" Alex screamed. Vertigo turned to him, finally taking notice. He advanced on Alex and grabbed a fistful of his hair.
"If you don't shut up, I'm going to do more than that to your little friend." Vertigo warned. Alex swallowed and nodded.
Vertigo walked over to Frank and lifted his chin up. The unconscious boy's head made no objection. Vertigo turned Frank's head this way and that as if inspecting it.
"Needs more colour." He said and socked Frank right in the nose. It made a popping noise, started bleeding profusely. Frank shot out of unconsciousness and screamed.
"Stop please! I'll do anything! Just stop!" Alex pleaded. Vertigo turned and glared at him. Alex saw a spark of evil come into his eyes, then it was gone behind the mask of indifference.
"Anything eh?" He pondered, "alright then, I want you to tell me everything you know about Fenton Hardy."
AN: there it is. Hope u like it. :)
