Note: This fic was originally posted on Wattpad and I decided to bring my work over here since FF has a lot more interactive users that are willing to review your work on a critique level and just so that I can get this story more out there to reach more people. As I am typing this, the fic is near completion but I'll make sure to not drop all the chapters on ya all at once so there will be weekly updates. Anyway moving forward forgive me for this long intro here you go;

Before you proceed to start this story, note that this is a mature piece and contains gore, vengeance, and unreasonable fault, mental thoughts and stress trauma. there might be some triggers that could affect one and I ask that you read with thought tho I promise it won't be as gory and deep as it sounds. basing a story based on a show meant for tweens, making it mature is hard to write but I hope you enjoy anyway.

I'm leaving out Piper and Henry's parents out of the story as it will not help the story flow smoothly.

This story is going to be a 2-parter. I hope you enjoy and not take this story so seriously after all it is a fanfiction.

(takes place between late season 4, early season 5)

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The floor was loose and wet. The basement, cold. Henry had nothing more on than stripped of his uniform to only down to his boxers. His knees were drawn and his arms cuddled his legs to stabilize his shivering. The cold chains were hitting against his legs. The same chains that wrapped around his bruised wrists that have been rubbed raw, from previous struggle sessions. It was fairly dark. Nearly pitch black if it weren't for the small amount of daylight reflecting through the slit of the window above. It had been two solid days since he had been knocked out and taken. Two days since being separated from Ray. Two days without answers of where he was or who had captured him in this drenching, miserable cold. Two days and he was starving and his body, something in need to quench his thirst.

He could only think he was left here to die and all the waiting he was doing was meaningless because at the end of the day nobody was going to find him.

But oh how he would be wrong.

Henry had his head buried within his knees when all of sudden, he heard footsteps. Not quick but slow, precise footsteps. Almost mapped out on purpose. At first, they were very faint steps but then grew louder and closer. The panic that grew within steadily rising. All he could think to do was lean closer to the wall behind and pray the footsteps would stop. That it was all in his head. An illusion or if so a mirage.

The door that Henry had not realized had been there before was being unlocked. The door squeaked open and entered the being. Standing in the shadows all the being could do was bring out a laugh. Henry had no idea what was in store for him.

Clapping proceeded then, the being cast himself out of the shadows and there stood;

Drex.

...With a slumber smile, he crouched down in front of Henry. Not too close to him but not so far either.

"Well if it isn't Swellview's very own Henry Hart." Drex chuckled through. "How is it here in this place of ours where you'll spend your final. days. I suppose you make yourself comfortable..."

He leaned towards Henry's ear and whispered, "... because you're never getting out of here."

A shiver ran up his spine, Henry knew Drex was trying to scare him, and although his rising fear was definitely up there, he wasn't going down without a fight. Drex pulled away gazing upon to face the nervous kid. Henry spat right at him. His first move since Drex's welcome venture. Not a single muscle was changed on Drex's face, far too relaxed for Henry's liking almost as he had expected such reaction. Drex just so happened to stand up and slap him hard across Henry's face.

Henry spat out blood leaking from his lips. Staring into those eyes of his enemy he had hated for so long.

"I'm going to get out of here, and when I do you'll rot in jail just as you've had before. My friends will find me and we're going to stop—"

Smack. Henry stopped mid-sentence when Drex's hand-laid onto Henry's now bruised face once more but harder and much more painful than before. Right there and then, Henry's eyes filled with black dots but the kid fought and spat out even more blood looking right back at his enemy.

"You didn't let me finish boy, you can hope all you want, that your sappy Lil friends will come and find you and all that crapload you dream of right now but here is my place, you talk when you are asked and you obey all you are told. I'd suggest you'd keep your thoughts to yourself if you don't want me lashing out onto the people you call friends."

Drex held up a group picture of Henry and the rest of the gang to him through his phone right before he crushed it within his grasp.

"...and that'll be on you. You cooperate with us and those bastards won't have a finger laid on but if you don't... Well, let's just say the Black Market is looking forward to the day I decide to make a sale."

Henry's eyes widened immensely. His mind was boggled with fear, dread, and more questions than to begin with. Who's us? And what are they going to do if he doesn't follow through? He couldn't allow Drex to fight him with no fight but he also couldn't put his own friends at risk. The decision was tugging at him, shriveling inside.

Drex left the room for a moment before returning with a belt, he intimidatingly was hitting at the palm of his hand with a smirk plastered on his face.

He took out a piece of cloth and tied it around Henry's mouth so that no one could hear his screams.

Drex crouched back down facing Henry, staring into his glassy eye. Henry knew what was about to happen, his eyes pleading mercy but in the end, he knew he wasn't going to get any.

"Remember, you cooperate your fellas don't get laid on"

Drex quickly stood back up and then...

Smack. and then again and again until Drex no longer had any whipping power left. It went on for probably the better half of the hour until Drex thought he's had enough and Henry had a taste of what kind of pain he was going to experience in this place.

Drex was talking to him but his eyes were swarmed over by black dots. His voice was so close yet so far and faded. it was then everything went dark...

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Spelling errors, synonyms, and extra wording updated/edited on 10-18-21.