travis catching predators

THE STORY (WIP)

In Arrowhead Stadium, Travis Kelce, the tight end for the Kansas City Chiefs, walked through a dimly lit, underground hallway. "Haha," he chuckled to himself, "No one knows what I do in my spare time."

He continued down the hallway until he reached a heavy steel door. The door creaked open, and a low groaning was heard from within.

 Kelce entered the room and found Lawrence Taylor, the legendary linebacker, tied to a chair. LT was beaten and bloodied, but still defiant.

 Kelce chuckled again, "Well, well, well, if it isn't LT himself. How does it feel to be in my domain now?" LT sneered, "You're a sick bastard, Kelce. I bet you get off on this." Kelce approached him slowly, grinning evilly. 

 "You have no idea, LT. I love dishing out a little justice, especially to filth like you.""And what's even better," Kelce continued, "Is that no one knows what I do in my spare time. They all think I'm just a football player. "

LT struggled against his restraints, but Kelce had tied him securely. Let me go, you psycho," LT yelled. Kelce got close to LT's face, his smile wide."Oh, I don't think so," he replied. "I've got some business to take care of. Now, you better cooperate, or things will get much worse for you."

  LT tried to hide his fear, but Kelce could see the terror in his eyes. Kelce walked around LT, examining him like a hunter admiring its prey. "You think you're invincible, don't you?" Kelce taunted.

 "Just because you were an unstoppable force on the field doesn't mean you're untouchable now." LT stayed silent, refusing to give Kelce the satisfaction of a response. Kelce chuckled again, clearly enjoying this. "You're stubborn," Kelce said. "I like it. It makes it more fun when I break you." 

He approached a table lined with various tools, each gleaming menacingly in the soft light. Kelce picked up a pair of pliers, examined them, then placed them down again.

 "You know, LT," Kelce began, as he continued to peruse the table, "I've always wondered why you never faced any consequences for your actions. I mean, you were a hell of a player, no doubt, but you were also a scumbag, and everyone knew it." 

 He turned and picked up a screwdriver next. He played with it between his fingers, the light reflecting off the metal. "I guess celebrity status has its perks. It allows you to get away with things that normal people can't. Isn't that right, LT?"  

LT didn't respond, but Kelce didn't need him to."Oh, I know it is," Kelce said. "Well, guess what? That doesn't fly with me. I have a certain sense of justice that has to be met, and you're going to be the guinea pig. 

Kelce approached LT, brandishing the screwdriver."Let's start with something small, shall we?" he said. "Just a little taste of what I can do to you."

LT started squirming in the chair, but it was no use. Kelce was in control now. He held the screwdriver inches from LT's face, smiling evilly.

"No witty comeback now, LT?" Kelce taunted. "Come on, I thought you were the toughest man on the field."

after hours of tourture and pain, Travis  remembered something.  

"you sicko! i did nothing wrong!" LT yelled  Kelce laughed, shaking his head."Oh, I know all about that, LT. Don't think you can hide your past from me."   

He reached over and picked up some files from a nearby table. He flipped through them, stopping on a page with a picture of LT.

"Let's see...child abuse, sexual harassment, assault, DUI...and those are just the legal offenses."