Friday 12:00 - unknown location
Every morning everyone does the same thing to start the day: wake up. It appears that it's easy to just open the eyes but it's a complicated process. But it's not painful like the way Voight is feeling right now. It is when you were knocked out by some unknown drug so yes this can be kind of painful and not funny at all.
He was going to touch his neck when he felt that he couldn't. Why? Because his wrists were chained to a wooden chair and his ankles too, leaning against a wall, which had the door on his right. In the first moment, he couldn't remember what the hell happened so decided to take a look at the place.
It was a dark cellar with some particularity: have different chains in various places in the walls and ceiling, a table in the left with objects unseen in his angle but he was sure it wasn't good. Looking at the window at the opposite wall where a few sunlight entered, the memories started to come back to his mind: back in the district, the message, Tena's body behind a box, Jay being tasered...
Where was he? His eyes follow a chain connected one side to one bar of the window and the other on the wrists of the person on his interest: Jay Halstead. The detective appears that he was still unaware of the real world, being shirtless and on his knees on the ground, arms lifted above his head who was hanging by the right side, allowing Voight to see the dark bruise caused by the taser. 'If for me it was painful to wake up, imagine for him' the old man thought guiltily while trying to break and go free but it was worthless. Then he heard a voice:
"Sarge?" his subordinate lifted his head slowly to not show the pain that he was but the old man could see. "Are you okay?" 'Yeah he is the only person that could be tasered, ask if the others are okay and of course he will say his fine when asked.'
"I'm fine. How about you?" He received a nod but the pain was visible.
"I'm assuming you don't know where we are or recognize this guys, right?" A confirmation was the answer "ok me neither. But the one who was holding me told me something that I will never believe and I want you to do it too."
"What?"
" 'What is going to happen to you is your Sargeant's fault.' But I'm going to tell you right now and repeat until you agree: this isn't your fault no matter what happens." The guilt in his gut was incredibly strong, the confirmation that it was an ambush to him and he dragged his detective together making him sick even if the younger told him otherwise. For the captor's phrase, the name was in his list of uncountable enemies so he needed to do everything in his power to protect the other men. He was about to tell Jay that everything was going to be okay when the door opened.
10 years ago his life was destroyed when Detective Hank Voight shoot his brother and the consequences to his pregnant wife leading her to suicide. That day he went to jail for his crimes and the fact that the only family he had was dead and the wish to revenge on Voight.
He stayed in jail for 9 years, planning on finding the man responsible for his family's death and as soon as he got out, he started searching where he was and a place to hide him. The plan at first moment was to kidnap, beat the shit out for a day, kill and dump him somewhere. But two discoverers made him change his mind: his old friend, Matthew Tena, was his C.I. and the abduction of one detective on his team by Derek Keyes. He entered in touch with Tena and he tell him everything: the promotion of Voight, all the stress on their last case, his worry about his detective and how much he cared about him after that, making him think in order to capture the two cops anda make the old suffer seeing the other slowing dying.
He thought of his brother's friends to help him, pay them and the C.I. to call the cop to meet in the usual place. Just one part wasn't told to him: he was going to be there but without his live because one of the henchmen slipped his throat when the call finished and put his body behind the box.
40 minutes later the cops entered the warehouse and, hiding in one of the rooms on the second floor, his eyes met the Sergeant. Oblivious he was older than 10 years ago but his hate against him wasn't and looking at him defenseless one floor behind was paradise. Hearing another voice, he looked to the other one and WOW! 'This man is perfect' he thought, recognizing him at the detective on Keyes' case; even if he couldn't see his body (yet), looks that he have a wonderful shape seeing the muscle arms and legs, his brown hair cutting straight to his hairline like a soldier, his perfect face, lips, nose and green eyes that can hipnotizes everyone. 'Brother, I'm gladly going to do what you used to do with the pretty ones'. He was so lost in the thoughts that he became aware when he heard a loud noise and saw the two bodies unconscious on the floor. Giving the instructions, he entered in the front of the van, anxious about putting his plan into action.
After an hour driving to the location, he went inside to open the basement for the henchmen comes with the bodies, depositing them on the ground and picks the chair and chains for their boss. Put the asked things in their places, they got out of the room while the chief picked the other chief's body to put in the chair and restrained him, wanting the man to wake up soon to the fun start. Then he looked at the young handsome man and his beauty is better close than in the distance. 'He is really perfect' a grim start to form on his face while taking the shirt off of the unconscious body and seeing the perfect body, abdomen and chest like was sculpted by some superior. He wondered what the inferior part would be... but not right now. He chained him to the window and got out of the room to prepare himself for when the guys woke up.
Takes 2 hours for the boss starting to come back, he looks at a camera installed in the corner of the cellar while launching. 30 minutes later the boy woke up too, the two cops were talking when he decided it was time for visiting his captives. It was the moment of revenge that Nathan Anderson was expecting for a long time.
When Voight face Nathan Anderson, a white man in his 35-40 ages, black hair, brown eyes, 1.80 meters long, wearing in black clothes, the memories of the case starting to come back to his mind: the names of the victims, their physical characteristics, how they were kidnapped and what happened to them. What he and his brother, Arthur Anderson, did to their victims was going to scare him until the day he die. Thinking about his brother, he knew what he had done; for saving his life, he shoot Patrick in front of Nathan, who was already handcuffed, in his first case as a detective and not more an officer, the anger in the alive brother when he told about the suicide of the dead brother's pregnant wife. He started analyzing the victimology and what they suffered... 'What is going to happen to you is your Sargeant's fault'. The realization of what was going to happen with Jay made him sick, he needed to do something and fast to stop it.
"Sergeant Hank Voight, what a pleasure see you after 10 years." He spoke kneeling in front of him, doesn't caring about Jay's presence.
"Nathan Anderson, I can't say the same to you unfortunately. Behind bars the view should be amazing." The response was a slap in the right on his face but not harder enough to leave a mark.
"You know, I spent 9 years in jail planning what I was going to do when I got the chance to return the pain you caused me, then I discovered your C.I. and talkative the way he was, he told about your story inside police and it's very complicated. But your team trust you no matters what and you care about them too like I was my relationship with Patrick that you destroyed!" With that he gave a punch in the gut, making the old man's body curving to the front and return. "But I won't hurt you. I know that you were thinking about the things that me and Patrick did in the past and that's when your detective enters our game. He will be the play toy."
"Don't you dare touch him, he has nothing to do of what happened 10 years ago!" Anger and fear were in his eyes when his theories were confirmed. Nathan stood up and turned up in Jay's direction, whose eyes were in confusion but in determination facing the guy. He kneels down in front of him, admiring his beautiful face while lifting his hand to touch the soft skin, gaining a gasp from the both men and continuing his way down to stop by his chin and holding strongly. "Hi Jay. I heard a lot of good things about you. I know that you are curious and anxious about me so ask your boss about the case when I got out ok? He will be glad to tell the things I'm going to do to you because of his incompetence."
"Go to hell, you son of a bitch" the man gets angry, picks his chin with more force and comes close to his face.
"Shut up bitch" and punch Jay in the face, his head colliding with the wall with a breaking bone sound. Anderson stood and got out of the cellar, leaving the two prisoners alone. As soon as he got out, Voight turns to his detective with a whisper
"Halstead, are you okay?" Jay returns his head on the original position, the worry in his voice making presence.
"Yes I'm okay. And you?"
"Yes. Jay, I'm sorry for all of this. I'm going to get you out of this mess."
"Sarge, I'm going to repeat what I said before, this isn't your fault. I don't blame you so please do the same. I just want to know your story with him. What case he was talking about?"
"It was my first case as a detective 10 years ago. His name is Nathan Anderson and his brother was Patrick Anderson, both kidnapped and did horrible things which leads the mans they kidnapped to commit suicide just to escape. It took my team 3 months to prove that the brothers were our suspects and, with the arrest warrant against them, Nathan surrendered himself and my colleague handcuffed him but Patrick didn't. He picked one knife and was coming to my direction so I shoot in the face to defend myself. Nathan freaked out but Patrick's pregnant wife, seeing his husband dead on the ground, picks a gun and kills herself; she couldn't handle living in a world without his husband and taking care of their children alone. Nathan hates me since then, saying it was my fault his only family was dead but went to jail for kidnapping, torturing and- three men." Halstead listened to the story intrigued, knowing the past of his boss but what made him more curious it's why he didn't say the things they have done to their captives, he was keeping information to himself so he wanted to know the reason.
"Sarge, what have they done?" Of course the young man was going to ask. His eyes were full of fear to tell him what was going to happen.
"Jay, I'm gonna get you out of here, this isn't matter..."
"Sarge" they finally made eye contact; Voight seeing determination in his green eyes like in Shostak's case, a situation that made the Sarge feel lucky having him, while Halstead seeing a mixture of sadness, fear and worry in his brown eyes, something he had never seen before.
"They want to do those things to you. That's why that guy told you that phrase"
"These things are what the brothers did?" His response was a nod. "So what is it?"
"They tortured and-" he stopped suddenly and looked directly at Jay's eyes, revealing the rest "raped their victims. They are going to torture and rape you, Jay"
This is chapter 2! And yes both are going to happen but I don't know exactly when. The next chapter will have torture but I don't know the rape ok? Feel free to give suggestions about this story or prompts for another's. Thanks for all the reviews and subscribers; it helps me a lot to keep writing. See you soon!