To Stay (Hiro X Reader--A Sequel to "A Helping Hand")

Chapter 16--Torture Everywhere

With every effort to move his limbs, his lips would always part into a scream, fresh blood pouring out of the wounds on his flesh and onto the floor in small drips. The sinful red liquid on the floor was the only thing that glistened under the dim lights of his cell, the handcuffs that tied him down long rusted. A dead cell phone lay inches away from him, unable to reach out to the people he cared for. Torn shreds of fabric from his clothes mingled with the blood on the floor. He knew his deadline was drawing nearer, that in just two days now he would be executed for something he didn't do, by someone who still wished to kill you.

And he couldn't say he enjoyed every moment in prison, anyway. With him being beat up and tortured every day, he was already close to dying. Peaking at 50 didn't sound too bad, but dying at that age...he knew you would never be okay with it. He would fail your parents, he would fail you and Hiro. As this thought flashed through his mind, the sounds of the cracking whip echoed loudly in his brain, and he slumped on the floor, weakened greatly.

The door suddenly opened, the Plexiglass removed and the iron swinging forth, to reveal Robert Callaghan once more wearing his typical Yokai outfit once more, minus the Kabuki mask. In three strides, he crossed the cell over to his victim and roughly forced him up on his knees, glaring right into his bloodshot eyes.

"You still haven't proved it to me," he muttered venomously. "That you didn't do it."

Mr. Lacitier swallowed, his parched throat closing up. "You don't deserve to be here, Robert. Not when you clearly remember you were the one who caused that incident. All you ever did was bring me here as bait to (Y/N)."

"DON'T YOU DARE MENTION HER NAME!" Callaghan screamed. "Though you were right. I brought you here as bait for her. And for her to believe that you were the one who caused the civil war above."

"You're lying," Mr. Lacitier growled, gritting his teeth. "She would know you're the one to cause the war. YOU hijacked that plane."

"And what were you? An innocent pilot?"

"What else could I have ever been, Robert?"

"ARRRRGGGH!!!" Robert screamed in rage as he lifted the whip once more, delivering yet another blow to what was left of Mr. Lacitier's flesh on the right arm, and Mr. Lacitier winced once more, the lash causing blood to ooze out of old wounds once more. "You're not one to easily give up, aren't you."

"No. I thought you would know by now," Mr. Lacitier groaned. 

"You and the (Y/L/N)'s, all the same!" Robert cried exasperatedly. "Just what am I going to do with all of you? TRUDY! COME OVER HERE!"

There came some shuffling, and then Trudy appeared once more by her uncle's side, her red curly hair now straightened and put into a ponytail, wearing dark blue jeggings and a black spring jacket over a grey t-shirt. By the look of it, she still didn't seem pleased with what her uncle was up to. "What NOW, Uncle?"

"Don't  you think Mr. Lacitier here is acting just a bit too much like your formal rival, (Y/N)?" Callaghan asked. 

Trudy didn't respond. She just stared blankly at her uncle, shot him a death glare, and simply said, "If this is in regards again to (Y/N) and having her killed faster, count me out of it."

"Why, of course it--hang on." Callaghan tapped his chin thoughtfully. "You just gave me an idea, Trudy. Kill (Y/N) faster."

"NO!" Mr. Lacitier cried as loudly as he dared, but Callaghan shook his head. 

"Yes," he grinned evilly. "Once she's done and all of Big Hero 10 is gone once I return to San Fransokyo, I, yes I, will finally regain my sanity! And with all of the (Y/L/N)'s FINALLY annihilated, the sooner they're gone, the better!"