Toothless groaned. Back to the electric fence.
A girl with goggles on, Chole, he'd heard them call her, kept pressing buttons that made him feel more and more pain.
A boy walked in, he heard them talking, and suddenly he was taken off the fence.
The boy tied rope around his shackles and pulled him in close.
"Listen, Procroro," he hissed, Toothless blinked. How. The. Fuck. Did this guy speak Dragonese. It was impossible to speak it unless your counterpart was one, he'd always been taught that. What if… "I'm doing you a favor here, don't let me down."
Suddenly, Toothless felt a searing pain at his left temple and collapsed on the floor, unconscious.
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Hiccup sighed as the man stopped whipping his back. He'd been moved so that he was hanging from the ceiling by his wrists.
There were bruises splayed across his back, all purple, red and brown. Rust-red crust surrounding closed gashes, puss appearing from areas where the wound was not treated properly.
They kept Thuggory in a different room, having decided that they were not each other's weakness, but rather their strength. It didn't help that they were blindfolded and could hear each other's screams.
Every night they were tossed into a cell together, where they did their best to mend each other's wounds.
It didn't help that they were never fed. They were given water, but not regularly. Maybe a small bowl of it every one or two days because yes they were treated like dogs.
It was hell, and worse.
They had his name.
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When Toothless came to he was strapped to a chair and there was a lady with medical equipment putting something into his ear.
Gulliera was there, smiling wickedly at him. He winced as the lady stitched up his ear. "All done," he heard her say.
He watched Gulliera walk over to him, unstrap him, and take off his cuffs.
At first he was scared and afraid, then confused and unaware and, finally, a smirk crossed his face. He lifted his hands, something shocked him. He blinked.
Gulliera was just full on smirking at him by this point, holding up a remote.
"We have a little… mission, for you," she said. "Do well, we let you walk off, fail us and or be disobedient," she moved her finger towards a red button, "This is poison from the giganattas, it will kill you in three seconds or less. I will press the button and the chip we implanted in you will secrete it into your system," his eyes widened, "the death, while fast, does a very good job of torturing the vic. Try not to let us down, will you? Sam's your instructor. He too has a remote, there's six of them spread out amongst us, for your sake I hope you don't try anything."
She disappeared and the boy from before came up to him. "Hello, Piña, or, should I say, Marco Daen."