A MECH-X4 Story: Rescue

Chapter 8: Madness

Screaming. Mark could hear screaming. It was so loud that it may as well be in the same room as him. It was torture. No one wants to hear someone yell like this and what made it worse was that it was his brother. His little kid brother was being tortured in the room next to him and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Leave him alone you monsters!" Mark screams. "Real men don't hurt kids like this!"

Suddenly the bars click and slide open. Milk-Eyes strolls in with Messy Face behind him. Messy Face walks over to Mark and crouches in from of him.

"Good thing we aren't real men," Messy Face says, grabbing Mark by the Jaw and squeezing tightly. Mark groans in pain. "If you don't shut up, I will hit you so hard that you wake up a week from now."

Milk-Eyes chuckles at this. "As you can see, we are more on the monster side."

"Leave Ryan alone you jerks!" Spyder says.

"How are you here? What are you doing to him?" Mark asks Messy Face, who is still crouched in front of him, giving menacing looks. Mark feels like he may have a bit of animosity toward him after their fight on Mech-x4. Mark was pretty awesome... well until he was caught and thrown across the room.

"You shouldn't be asking what we are doing to him. You should be asking what he is doing to himself," Milk-Eyes says with a huge smile.

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"You aren't real!" Ryan yells.

He pushes against his father's shoulders as he's being choked. Ryan's back is up against the wall and he's too weak to get away from the 6 ft tall man.

"I'm as real as your mind wants me to be," his father says. He squeezes Ryan's neck even harder and lifts him off the floor. His legs are frantically kicking beneath him as he begins to see stars and without warning he is flung across the room. Ryan slams into a wall and crashes to the floor. He screams out in pain as the left side of his body makes contact with the grounds

"Please?" he begs. His father walks over to him and Ryan tries to crawl away. His father stands over him and violently jerks him off the floor. He wraps his arms around Ryan's shoulders in a tight bear hug and he is lifted off the floor like a small child.

"Dad, please stop!!!"

"Daddy please don't hurt me," his father mocks. " You've always been such a baby. So whiny. I always hated it."
He drops Ryan to his knees and kicks him in the back. Ryan lands on his stomach, his face hitting the floor.

"Arghhh! None of that's true!" Ryan yells. His dad presses his foot into his back making Ryan yelp in pain. Ryan can feel his lungs compressing.

"Why couldn't you be like Mark? Maybe if I had two great sons, I wouldn't have needed to go start a whole new family..." These harsh words bring tears to Ryan's eyes. The foot is heavier on his back now and he feels himself losing consciousness. His last thoughts are "maybe I deserve this?" and then darkness.

Ryan awakens with a gasp. He's flat on his stomach still. His eyes dart across the room. Same mirror room but no dad. There's an orange inflatable raft filling the right side of the room though.

"What the heck?" Ryan says as he stands. "Ow!" His back feels like a tire rolled over it. What is this room?" he thinks aloud.