I wanted to include the rest in this chapter too but otherwise it would be too long :/
So most people have voted on rescuing them but you know me ^^ I'll let them struggle for a little while and then they'll be rescued, promise :D
"There is no greater grief than for a loss that is yet to come." Zilean, the Chronokeeper.
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He just wanted to die. He wanted nothing more than it to be over. Just disappear. Go to sleep and never wake up. His body was shaking uncontrollably and his lower region was throbbing painfully. He had blocked out the whimpering sounds of Mikey long ago. He could only focus on what Thorn was doing to him.
He could feel blood dripping between his legs and it was throbbing so painfully. He just wanted to die. He was humiliated, violated and many more.
He didn't know how long it has been but he knew it was over once his restraints was taken off. He was roughly brought to his knees and hovered up. The duct tape was roughly pulled off his mouth and Donnie cried in response. For the first time in ages he could look around again.
Mikey was cowering in the corner of the room. Covering his ears with his hands. Trying to block the awful noises that came from Donnie, and the awful comments Thorn had made through the whole process.
"Take him away, I want some time with this little brat" Thorn smirked and handed Donnie to Nighwatch. He was tired. He was just too tired to complain or to resist. He just wanted it to be over. He just wanted to die. How could he ever face his brothers like this? How could he ever return home? He had been raped. He couldn't possibly return.
"D-Donnie" Mikey sobbed, trying to reach out for his bigger brother but his leash was still attached to the wall. Donnie was now thrown over Nighwatch' shoulder. He didn't even make an effort to escape. He didn't have the energy to protest. He just hoped Mikey wouldn't meet the same fate.
Nighwatch turned around and took Donnie outside the room. Donnie couldn't muster the energy and kept his eyes on the ground. How much he wanted to say something to Mikey, tell him he was okay. He couldn't. He couldn't face him, not after he'd seen.
The door closed itself, leaving Mikey and Thorn alone in the room. "Did you enjoy the show pet?" Thorn smirked and went over to the shivering Mikey.
"L-Leave him alone, p-please" Mikey cried out. Desperately trying to cover his head fear. Thorn laughed in response and yanked Mikey's chain from the wall and forced him on his feet again. Mikey cried in protests as he was forced onto his sleeping legs and stumbled slightly.
"Pets aren't supposed to talk y'know? Let's deal with that first" Thorn frowned. Mikey shivered in response and grabbed his throat. He didn't want to know what Thorn was about to do. He wanted to keep his voice. He wasn't an animal. He could talk. But right now he felt like it was better to no say anything. Thorn smiled at his accomplishment and yanked Mikey's leash.
Mikey dropped his head and followed silently. "This isn't working, you can't walk on 2 legs" Thorn frowned sinister but continued to yank Mikey through the hall. "We will figure that out somehow" he muttered to himself and pushed Mikey into a room. He pushed Mikey onto his knees and attached the leash to the wall again.
Mikey whimpered slightly and scrawled over to the corner of the room. Slowly he brought his knees up and began to rock back and forth. He wanted to go home. He didn't like it here.
"Let's first do something about those paws of yours. Maybe I could cut off your fingers" He spoke to himself and picked up Mikey's right hand. "Yes, yes. I could do that. Animals don't have fingers after all" He chuckled to himself. Mikey whimpered slightly but was too afraid to pull his hand away.
"P-Please. I'm n-not an a-animal" Mikey sobbed. His body was shaking so heavily right now. Thorn frowned and dropped Mikey's hand. He immediately brought his arms to his body again and cowered as much as he could. Trying to hide himself in the corner of the room.
"But I think I'm going to start with that voice of yours. Yes, I'll cut away your voice box" Thorn chuckled and walked over to some drawers. Mikey cried out and began to shake even more. He didn't want his voice box to be cut out. He wanted to keep his voice.
"Y-you don't h-have to do t-this. I can…. I c-can be s-silent" Mikey cried but Thorn didn't even flinch at the comment.
"Don't worry little guy. I won't do it… today" He smirked and continued to search through the drawers. "After all, I don't even know where the voice box is, wouldn't want you dying right?" He chuckled which made Mikey go pale even more. This guy didn't even know where the voice box was supposed to be. This couldn't be good, this was certainly not good.
"Finally" Thorn chuckled and pulled something out of the drawer. With some quick movements he walked over to Mikey and kneed in front of him. Mikey turned his shell towards the man and hid his face in the dark room. A strong hand yanked him around and brought him on his shell. Thorn then stepped on Mikey's plastron, applying pressure on it.
Mikey's eyes widened when he saw the object in Thorn's hands. "N-no. I'll be g-good. I s-swear!" He screamed out but he wouldn't listen. He brought the muzzle down and applied it to Mikey's face.
"I won't move if I were you" Thorn threatened and stepped off Mikey's plastron. Mikey curled himself into a ball and began to cry. It had only be 2 days. Never in his life he had felt so miserable. His hands shot up to his face and he desperately tried to yank the muzzle off but it was firmly strapped around his head.
His heart skipped a beat and as fast as he could he began to undo the complicated lock that was applied to the muscle. "I told you not to move!" Thorn growled and pushed Mikey down on his shell again. He sat down on Mikey's plastron again and forced Mikey's wrists under his knees. So Mikey was unable to move his arms and Thorn still had his.
Mikey gulped when he saw that Thorn had grabbed some black duct tape and began to unscrew it. He released one hand of Mikey and grabbed it firmly. "Fists" Thorn ordered. Mikey was too afraid to define him and forced his hands into fists. He sobbed and Thorn placed the sticky tape on his fingers. Slowly he began to wrap Mikey's hand in the duct tape. Being careful not to wrap it too tight to cut off his blood circulation.
When he was done wrapping Mikey's couldn't move his fingers again and it was forced into fists. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He was an animal. He had no fingers anymore. He couldn't use them anymore.
Mikey didn't even protest when Thorn grabbed his other hand and wrapped that one too. Once that was done he grabbed the muzzle around Mikey's head and strapped it firmly again. Undoing the damage Mikey had done while trying to yank it off.
Thorn stepped off his body. Mikey curled into a ball again and brought his new taped hands up. He knew his fingers were still there but it felt like they weren't. He could only see 2 stubs. 2 useless stubs. Like his fingers were actually cut off. And he couldn't remove the duct tape without his fingers.
He closed his eyes and cried.
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Aw poor Mikey. :(
His hands are basically forced into fists and then duct tape was wrapped around it so he can't use the fingers anymore. So obviously he can't take the muzzle off because he has no fingers :/
And you can check for an example on my deviant page: Athese1