Dark and Twisted - A TR fanfic (COMPLETE)

Chapter 14 - Twisted For Eternity

(TW: GORE, VIOLENCE)

~ Twisted's POV ~

~ 10 years earlier ~

Twisted stood in the blood-filled room, covered in the stuff. He laughed maniacally.

"That's what you deserve after those years of torture, you [_] [_]!"

"Rainbow, what is the meaning of this?!" The Red Leader yelled.

"I'm just getting back at this [_] for what he's done to me over the years!" He lifted the axe once again, and let it crash back down onto Lights already-mangled body repeatedly.

"Rainbow, quit it!" Red Leader ran up to Twisted and grabbed the axe mid-swing, then pulled it out of his hands. "That's enough!"

"Give me the axe, Red Leader."

"No. You've gone and lost your mind, Twisted."

"Don't you dare use that name on me. You know how that ended for him."

"You have no power here, Twisted. You listen to me. I will not be giving you this axe, and you will not be allowed to have possession of any weapons."

"It's like you're asking to join him!"

"I am doing none of the sort. I am simply putting you in your place."

"Then maybe I should put you in yours!" Twisted yelled, kicking Red Leader, knocking him over and causing him to release his grip on the blood-stained axe. Twisted quickly picked up the axe, raised it high above his head, then let it come crashing down onto the Red Leader. He only screamed for a moment, then went still.

"... Rainbow..." Professor Red mumbled. "... what have you done..."

"I've killed them, Dad... and I'm going to make sure you don't tell anyone about this." Twisted responded, dropping the axe and walking towards him. He raised his fist, then knocked the Professor unconscious.
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Professor Red awoke slowly. His head hurt, but not just where he'd been punched... his mouth hurt too. As he looked to his side, he saw Twisted, who was smiling at him.

He tried to speak, but as he tried to open his mouth, he was faced with pain. He went to cry out in response, but that was faced with more pain.

"Good afternoon, Dad. I see you have noticed what I've done... or at least some aspect of it. Allow me to show you."

He lifted up a mirror to Professor Red's gaze. As he looked upon its reflective surface, he could see colorful bloodstained stitches across his mouth --- thousands of them.

"How do you like it? Oh wait- HAH! I think it looks great. And I know you like eating, but since it's not a requirement for us Steves, I figured you wouldn't mind it too much."

'You're sick, Rai- no, you don't deserve that name anymore... Twisted.'

"I have a job for you, Dad. Quite the simple one. I want you to create something for me --- a robot. One that can be used for my plan to defeat the darkness!"

Professor Red nodded. He knew he couldn't object --- he quite literally couldn't, but even if he could, he knew his son would do worse than just take his ability to speak.
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~ 5 years later ~

~ Assistant Steve's POV ~

They awoke --- or rather powered on with a start, and looked up.