Power of Will, a SAW Fanfiction

Peri-SAW: Can't Control Himself

Dr. Lawrence Gordon

He still smelled burnt bacon and there was always that pain that shocked through his system in throbbing blitzes. The adrenaline had receded. The dizziness almost pulled him into the darkness, but the sudden splash of water had him open his eyes to stare into the face of a haunting old man. Death himself.

"Congratulations, Doctor Gordon, you survived."

He could not conjure words or thoughts and simply fell back asleep.

Voices filled his dreams, one deep and gruff, the other whispery like silk.

"So it's done?" A wide figure stood over him, another one of Death's cronies.

"Yes. He did well."

"So what do you want me to do with him?"

"Take him back to our workshop. We will need to care for him until he is ready to go home."

"You sure you want us to keep him? He'll see too much."

"Let me worry about that."

"Fine." He felt hands under his armpits hoisting him up, roughly, a grunt rumbled nearby. He felt as though he was flying.

"Careful, Detective," the old man's voice pulled him back to consciousness. "Treat him with the respect he deserves. Unlike the others, he has shown he has what it takes."

"Fine."

Why? Why could he not simply sleep? His body was damaged. He would be dead soon. So just let me sleep, he prayed.

"I'm no doctor, but won't he need a blood transfusion? He feels cold."

"That he will. Amanda has prepared for this."

"Diana?" Gordon muttered and he stopped flying. The woman's name had sounded like Diana to him.

"Where's the wife and kid?"

"Amanda is checking in on them as we speak."

"So they made it? Was wondering about that, after I saw Zepp in the room. So what's the logic there, the kid not appreciate life? Didn't know you wanted to start bringing in test subjects so young."

Gordon tried to yell out. How dare they. He knew they were talking about his daughter. How dare they involve her.

"Zepp's... behavior was not anticipated. An unfortunate diversion from my expectation."

"So you didn't think the kid was in danger? Could have fooled me."

"I assure you, Detective, I have no intention of harming children."

"Then why involve the kid at all? Why not just knock her out until the game is over and drop her off at the fire station?"

Gordon was too weak to scream but he still felt fear.

Is Diana and Ally okay? Please, God, let them be okay.

"When will you learn to trust me, Detective?"

"You and I both know that all of this went down and almost got out of control."

"But in the end, every piece fell into place."

"Next time, John, I don't want kids involved."

"Detective, there are many subjects who are parents. And the only way to break some out of their own mental prison is to remind them that they are responsible for those too weak and still not ready for the cruelty of the world."