Fate Worse Than Death

Pandoras Box

Finn's POV:

I was jolted awake from the piercing cold water poured over me. Trying my best to breathe through the water that entered my lungs I spotted a familiar stain on the cold concrete floor. My own blood stained this very floor. The vomit was cleaned up but the mark of my presence there was in stone. I was in the same hell hole that Nyko first put me in. The same place I thought would be my home till the day I died. Before I could get up Nyko forced me up on my knees and tied my wrist together. I look for my torturers but they never came, it is Nyko alone who will punish me. My forearms still tender, bleed as Nyko tosses me at the wall.

"Seems you hate yourself almost just as much as I do" Nyko only smiles at my pain getting up. Instantly after I get on my feet he wraps his hand around my throat. "You..." the cracks in Nyko's voice pain me more than any of the slashes across my arms. Knowing that what I did still torments those around me. "You took my son! Why should I let you live?!?" Even as Nyko held his blade against my face I could not bring myself to plead for my life. The truth was there was no reason for him to let me live, I killed his son, murdered his village, I was a monster and monsters have no place in this world. A fiery hot pain grows as Nyko my nicks cheek with his blade. Before I could let out a breath I take a blow to the gut. My face on the ground I spot Nyko pull more rope out from a corner. I attempt to ignore the pain as i skid away from him. Nyko threw the rope around the bars above my cell. The only source of light the room had was where he tied the same thing I had to save Murphy from, a noose. The locked gate sealed my fate, for I could not run from it as Nyko drags me be my feet. I panicked as the rope came around my neck and every sign of resistance was met with the tightening of the rope.

"Please.." I begged for my life not to end this way. The way I watched Murphy's eyes popped out of his head as he flung in the air trying to breathe. Nyko says nothing but ties the rope off. Standing on my toes was the only way to allow air in but Nyko's patience grows weary. I am pulled into the air watching as Nyko pulls the rope. The scratchy rope was burning it's mark along my neck as it stopped the very thing that gave life. It feels as if my head was about to explode but it finally stops hurting when I let it take over. I accept my fate. The world begins to fade before Nyko cuts me down. I gasp for air continuously as I try to fill my lungs and grasp that my life was an inch short of being gone. Nyko's boot shoves me down as he presses me onto the ground.

"You feel that air in your lungs?!?" The hatred in his voice only grew. "That air.... was what you STOLE from my son." Nyko kicks me over and over in the gut and face. My hands bound I had no defense as I felt the blood begin to drip out of my nose and the copper taste fill my mouth.

"I'm so sorry" I mutter through the blood in my mouth which only angers him more.he dumps another cold bucket of water over my now fragile body. The icy water filled my wounds with a stabbing pain. My mind foggy and spinning as I hear every shot I took that day. It runs over and over. A never ending loop. Nyko's words heard not through the deafening sound of my sins. An agonizing slash is made across my stomach by him. My blood pouring out into a pool as Nyko forces my grave body to take off my jacket as the blood continues to gather.

"Time for skaikru to show their true colors." He says as he dips my jacket it the pool of blood I have spilled. My body weak I fight him not as he leaves. I sit in my blood for for what seems as an eternity until I come to sense of Nyko's plan. He will destroy Skaikru from the inside.