A/N: I really have nothing to say but… I love Hizumi. I want write more of Hizumi. So, if you came for the torture, sorry I am going to cram it all at once. There will still be quite a lot of it though, so don't quit reading just yet! Instead of dragging it on I am just going to get it all done sooner. And if you haven't heard of some of these devices, I suggest looking it up for a better picture of what it looks like. I don't like much detail. Plus, I find it fun learning about new torturing methods… but that could just be me. If you came for the fluff, then good news for you in the next couple chapters it shall be coming!
Chapter 5:
Katsu didn't waste any time to hook Ayumu back up to the Rack. She pulled out a decorative stick that had a ball with holes at the end. "Do you know what this is?"
"Let's just assume I don't know what most of these items are," Ayumu said annoyed.
Instead of getting angry, Katsu continued to smile. "It's called a lead sprinkler. In medieval times, they either put molten lead or silver in here. Then have it drip on a person's body. Sadly, it's really hard to obtain that," Katsu laughed. Ayumu could tell she loved to explain the horrible ways to use the devices.
"Too bad," Ayumu said sarcastically.
Katsu glared. "It seems I have let you regain too much energy." Katsu flicked the rod and a clear liquid came out in drops. Ayumu hissed in pain as the tiny drops burned his skin the moment they made contact. Katsu smiled. "I put acid in it! I tried boiling water once, but it cooled down too quickly to have any fun, so now I use acid. It's surprising easy to get." She flicked the device again and again, making the acid burn little holes through Ayumu's shirt. She laughed, enjoying every minute of it.
"You know," Katsu said, emptying the acid with a final shake over Ayumu, "it's been awhile since I've gotten to do this. I forgot how fun it was."
Ayumu couldn't respond in fear of screaming in pain if he had opened his mouth. His whole torso burned in pain as he felt the acid eating away his skin. Katsu set the sprinkler aside and plucked another weird device off of the wall. "I planned to only do one thing at a time, but our time is running short," Katsu sighed. She placed Ayumu's left hand in a gap in the device and turned a knob that started to lower a dull screw.
Figuring out what it was used for, Ayumu struggled and tried to pull his hand away. Katsu laughed. "This is called a Thumbscrew. It's usually meant for the thumb, but I find it easier to hold the whole hand in place."
The screw began to press against the middle of Ayumu's hand. He screamed as he heard cracking noise from the tiny bones breaking before the dull screw pierced the skin. Katsu continued to twist the lever until the screw hit the bottom of the device. She smiled at her handiwork and slowly removed the screw, causing Ayumu to scream even more at the excruciating pain.
"Ah, the sound of your screaming is so nice," Katsu grinned. She placed the device that was now covered in blood back in its place. Ayumu felt the warm blood pool in his hand and drip off the sides.
Ayumu watched as Katsu took out a simple knife. She started making shallow cuts up his arms and chest. With his hand throbbing in pain, Ayumu only flinched as each cut was made. They were only deep enough to draw up thin lines of blood. Katsu savored each cut, loving the sight of blood surfacing but hating the lack of screaming. She reached into her bag and her hand came out with a handful of salt. She smiled as she rubbed the salt into his wounds, earning the screaming she wanted.
Katsu took out more salt, making sure to get each shallow cut. Ayumu pulled against the restraints while continuing to scream. With the last bit of salt, Katsu poured it on Ayumu's bloodied hand. She smiled as Ayumu's face was twisted in pain and he let out even more screams.
"Aren't you going to beg me to stop?" Katsu asked. "It's so much more fun when they beg." Katsu grinned as she looked over at the wall, wondering what she should do next. "Hm, I have an idea." Katsu pulled out a wooden chair and unclipped Ayumu's hands and legs. "It will work better in a chair I think."
Ayumu glanced over and with all the energy he had, he swiped the knife that had just been used on him with his left hand. He lunged at Katsu with the blade out. With a bored look on her face, Katsu dodged and pulled Ayumu to the ground by his dislocated arm. He yelped as he hit the ground with a thud. "What did you think you'd accomplish? I could beat you on your best day," Katsu said, hauling Ayumu back up by his hair. She made sure she wasn't gentle as she placed Ayumu in the chair. "I was just going to use rope, but you made me angry."
Katsu grabbed barbed wire off of the wall while still holding Ayumu in place on the chair. She grabbed the lemon juice and soaked the wire before wrapping it tightly around Ayumu's wrists so they were attached to the chair. When the sharp points poked through his skin, the lemon juice made the small wounds burn. Katsu bent down and wrapped the wire around Ayumu's ankles to the legs of the chair.
Katsu wordlessly walked over to the bed and picked up the lamp that resided by it. She removed the lampshade and walked back over, positioning it so that Ayumu's already damaged hand rested on the bulb. He looked at Katsu confused as she wrapped duct tape around his hand again and again, making it impossible for Ayumu to release it. Blood from the previous wound began to trickle out of the creases of the tape. He realized the purpose when Katsu flicked on the lamp and he felt the slight heat emitting from the bulb.
Katsu sat on the bed and smiled, resting her head on her hands.
"Have you ever touched a light bulb that's been on for a while?" Katsu asked. "It gets pretty hot."
Ayumu gritted his teeth. "Where do you come up with these methods?" Ayumu asked, trying to ignore the bulb that was steadily getting hotter.
"You'd be surprised what Yaiba taught me," Katsu answered. She smiled sadly. "He was like my big brother." She regained her smile and looked at the lamp. "It's taking a long time for that to heat up. I'm growing bored."
Ayumu was tempted to say a smartass response, but decided against it. He didn't want to push his luck, seeing as it wasn't good in the first place. Involuntarily, he tried to move his wrist back in attempt to move away from the heat. The movement only caused the barbed wire to slice into his skin and burning it even more. Ayumu flinched, squeezing his eyes shut as if it would drive away the pain. He felt the palm of his hand start burning, causing even more pain to throb up his arm.
As the heat grew more intense, Ayumu grinded his teeth and continued to try to pull away, knowing it would do no good. Katsu just watched, smiling the entire time. Blood ran down his wrists and ankles as the wire made tiny cuts into his skin. The heat slowly became unbearable and Ayumu instinctively closed his palm in attempt to drive away the pain. He cried out as the tiny, hot pieces of glass added to the cuts on his hand and causing even more blood to seep out of the tape.
Katsu laughed and used scissors to cut off the tape. "Isn't this fun? I'm having fun," Katsu grinned.
Ayumu felt like he was on the verge of tears. He couldn't sense pain from one particular spot anymore. His whole body felt like it was on fire. He couldn't focus since he hasn't slept decently in days. He just couldn't take it anymore. Tied to a chair with barbed wire at the mercy of a sadistic child would make anyone shut down. Ayumu hung his head.
"Is the almighty God finally giving up?" Katsu smiled. "It took you long enough. Now I've made you see you're just like everyone else. Your so-called powers can't save you. This will be the last place you'll see when you die."
Katsu smiled and walked behind Ayumu, tracing the sharp edges of a clawed device across his chest to draw out more blood. "I do wish we could keep playing, but I'm afraid it will have to end soon."
Ayumu didn't talk. He couldn't bring himself to. He didn't want to admit that he would be glad when that day came. Anything but being there would be better. Ayumu never thought that he'd ever choose death over anything else. But there he was, all bloodied and bruised and just wishing it would end.
A loud noise from up the stairs made both Katsu and Ayumu jump in surprise. It sounded like an explosion and soon footsteps were heard.
"What the hell is that?" Katsu shrieked.
Ayumu couldn't help but force a smile. "That would be the sound of your imminent demise."