The Warm Storm [A LOOPY X ZANY FANFICTION]

Chapter 4 - Zany's POV

I regret my decision; the aching feeling pounded in my bones as I noticed the dark had surrounded me yet again. I laid there, moaning as I allowed the pain to race through me from the multiple bruises and whip marks I had recently been given - and I hated it.

The memories that stuck with me made me cry. This torture made me think about them more. I felt waterworks, would I ever see my friends again?

'Wakey wakey...'

My eyes widened; I twitched at the familiarity of the voice and prayed for no more torture. The light awoke once more and I stared blankly yet tiredly at the figure. I frowned.

'What do you want now?'

'Not enough sleep?' Clod had said, ignoring everything but the tone of my voice. I watched him pick up a silver key, which stood out among the many golden and rusty ones there. He entered my prison, whip in hand. I winced as he got prepared...closer...closer...

SMACK!

Drops of red drooled on my face and nearly blended in with the pink of my skin. I held onto it, feeling myself fall into the darkness. The last thing I heard was a crashing of a door before I lost consciousness.