In Motion : Chapter 11

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Kate's POV

   I awoke in a daze, yet again strapped to another table. I glanced around, and noticed that my hands, feet, head, and torso were bound to the surface. The table felt cold, probably metal. All of the sudden, I heard two sets of footprints enter the room.

"Good, she's awake...", I hear a familiar voice say... Two-Face.

"Remember Harvey, she's still my daughter. I know we need her in order for this plan to work, just don't hurt her... too much.", replied another familiar voice. Mother.

"FMFMUUUMMMMMFF", I tried to speak but realized that I had a gag.

"Hello sugar plum!", my mother said sweetly. Suddenly I felt a hot burning sensation all throughout my body. I was being shocked. I cried out in pain. I had no idea it would hurt that bad.

"I said not to much! Just lower the power a bit.",begged my mother.

"Sureee.", replied Harvey. With that, he walked over to a rusty power box and turned a nozzle. Instead of turning it down, he turned it up!! Sharp pain entered my body once more. Only this time, I felt like I was being roasted to death. I cried out in pain even louder.

"HARVEY!", scolded my mother.

"What? A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!", joked Two-Fac.

"FINE! Do it your way!", shouted my mom. With that, she turned around on one heel and left the room, shutting the door behind her.

He walked over to me and roughly removed the gag from my mouth. I spat at him getting the metalic taste of blood out of my mouth.

"Now..." Harvey started fiddling with the gag. "Are you going to disrespect me?" He started.

"HA! In your dreams!" I laughed.

He lifted up his hand and brought it down on my face. "Now... are you going to disrespect me?" He protested looking my way.

"You wish!" I smirked.

"Have it your way" He shrugged, walking over to the power box once more.

He turned the nozzle up to full blast. I gulped loud enough for him to hear. I felt the burning pain starting to build up in my body, and with that, he just left me there. With nothing more but that same evil smirk on his face.

He turned his back to me and left the room. As soon as I heard the door slam shut I frantically tried to get myself out of his death trap. I squirmed every which way, but it was no use. The knots were too well tied.

What was he, a boy scout? I thought to myself.

I began to squirm my hands around, trying to get a grip on something, then I felt it. A nail.

I took the nail in my hand and began to rub it against the rope binding my wrist to the table. Hopefully, it would break the rope before Harvey came back.

I kept at it for what seemed like ages. Every muscle in my hand and arm was telling me to stop, but I had to get out.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps near the closed door. Just a few more threads to break. I was rubbing so violently, that I'm pretty sure I stabbed myself at one point. Suddenly, the door swung opened to reveal Two Face holding lots of metal tools in a dirty bag. They didn't look like regular tools though, they some sort of... torture tools!

I rubbed the nail deeper and deeper into the rope, but it wouldn't break! I rubbed faster and faster, and I eventually snapped free, loosing a little blood in the process. I quickly hopped off, but for some reason my legs didn't want to work... I immediately fell to the ground.

"Now where do you think your going sweet cheeks" He grabbed my mair and brought my face off the floor. "Were not done here!" he snarled smashing my face into the ground.

He pulled me off the ground by my hair and threw me back onto the table. This time he secured my arms with metal.

"Now..." He started, taking something out of the bag, that looked like a rounded blade.

"I'm going to ask you questions..." He yells bringing the blade down to to my stomach. And a small whimper escaped my lips.

"Want answers!" he cackled.

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