Life and Amnesia

Part 3

"Wake up, Lizard!" Randall heard and he snapped awake when there was a loud bang on the bars.

He was so startled that his heart was pumping so fast in his chest and caused him to pant for a moment.

"Aw! Looks like we scared him."

Randall hated being scared. He looked to the cage entrance and saw his captors were back. "What do you want?" He said.

"It's my turn to have fun with you today." The green one said. He was like a crab monster. He had three eyes. He had four claws for hands and six legs.

"You're not touching me!" Randall growled back at him.

"I see you still haven't learned your lesson. Rif, he's all yours." The blue one said.

The door was unlocked and the green one, known as Rif, went in after him.

Randall got off the bed. He was eyeing the four crab claws. There was little he could do to protect himself with his hands still cuffed behind him. His tail and his teeth were otherwise his only other weapons. He needed his hands to climb walls. And his invisibility was no help right now. He kept on backing away.

"Get over here, Lizard boy!" He said in a husky voice.

"Don't call me that!" Randall hated that nickname. "Just stay away from me!"

But the crab kept on advancing on him.

Randall kept on glancing each way for a way out. But in a quick glance, he vanished and in a movement, using his tail, he swept some of the legs out from under Rif. His cuffs of course were still visible, but Rif hadn't seen it coming.

"Ah!" He cried out as he went down.

Randall tried running to the entrance and the door was thrown open and the other comrades entered and a tall brown one caught him before he could get out and the door was slammed shut again.

The tall brown one was gator like with horns on his head and spikes on his back.

Randall was caught by the chest. "Gotcha!"

"Let me go!" He cried out.

"Nice try, Lizard, but you're not leaving anytime soon. Get him over there." The blue one said.

Randall was taken back by the bed, where the crab came back to him. "Nice try, Lizard. Now it's my turn."

Randall looked at him with complete disgust. But that was cut off when just as suddenly, he felt a powerful blow to his stomach.

He cried out and hunched over, trying to breathe.

"Get him on the bed."

"No!" Randall said in a low voice.

Two of them then proceeded to pick him up and he began trying to resist again. He did everything he could and the wind was knocked out again when he was thrown down onto his back. Then the brown one grabbed hold of his tail and bent it hard.

"YOWWW!" Randall cried out at that. If it was bent much more, the bone would snap.

"Do you want a broken tail, Lizard?"

"NO!"

"Then stop it. But it could end up being a consequence of fighting us."

"He's a feisty one. It'll take a while to break him. But now it's my turn." The crab said.

So that's what they intended to do: break his spirit. He wouldn't let them.

But, before long, the crab was on top of him and he was inside of him too. The others held him down as Randall tried to resist.