Chapter 22: Sentence, Four Years
I didn't have a clock so I had no idea how long it had been in this damn white room. It felt like several days. It must've been only a few minutes.
I was exercising. Push-ups,sit-ups. Of course Martial arts moves flips and I was making my own gym. I had made rope from some tread that Zalgo gave me. I had tied myself to the wall and used it as a weight running. I was drenched in sweat and I felt fatigue but I wasn't going to stop.
I had gone through 7 cycles of the exercises doing 12 sets each. I was exhausted. I soon moved onto the punching back. Kicking punching and using it as weights.
ScareCrows Pov)
I was in the surveillance room watching this girl with a soul work her ass off. She hasn't stopped and it had been several hours. I wonder what Zalgo had planned for her.
I know he has an obsession,but this girl was weak. Feeble and pitiful. She had no power,hardly any speed. Well some but she was barely a fly for us. She supposedly ripped Sally to pieces.
Sally of course was mended but she died. I didn't think Sally would be so stupid to actually let her ego get the best of her. However Sally was the weakest of us.
I also heard that the sister of this chick had beaten the crap out of Tobi. Now that's impressive but she was reckless but no less smart as this girl.
This girl wouldn't last a few seconds against me and I'm that skilled. If you want a match you'll have to try and fight The Expressionless or Lost Silver.
His enemy Strangled Red was with Slenderman. Jane's Enemy was Jeff.
Link was enemies with Dark Link. Sonic Exe, hated The Tails Doll. They even as Doctor Smiley. Then there was Eyeless Jack who was on our side. No one really knows what side he's on.
I sighed bored with watching this girl. Then something odd happened. Some how she started to get more graceful. Faster. Looking at the clock.
It had been another four hours. I smirk looking at the small red switch. The Master Chains. Flipping the switch the chains sprung out and grabbed the girl. Chaining her down to the ground once again.
"Perfect timing ScareCrow." I
turn to see Lord Zalgo admiring his obsession. "Hmm...I think it's time for some entertainment."
Zalgo disappears. As the twins walk into the room. With a tray of tools and a large table.
Heather's Pov)
"Hello Little Angel." "It's time for entertainment." They said separately. I was lifted up the chains letting me be moved. I was strapped to a metal table.
My heart beat quickened. As they cut at my skin. Soon I was wailing in pain. As my wounds healed then would be opened again. Eventually I was so exhausted and bled out that I was left in the pool of my blood.
"That was really entertaining." Zalgo bent down. "Wow you look more human now then last time I saw you." He muses. "Look at you exhausted,it's a shame you have a soul Heather." He grumbles.
"Listen why not tomorrow,we try something new...I get to bring your past back into this room.
You'll be stuck in your own tortured past your mother at your reach but yet far enough so you can barely reach her." I felt tears well in my eyes.
"Why are you doing this!" I sobbed into the puddle of blood.
"Because I like To play games." He whispers. Anger floods my head and pulls at my stomach.
"You like to play games Heather lets play this game, if you can break from your trance,I get your soul I you don't you die." He grabs me by the hair and lifts my head. "That's not much of a bargain." I send him a weak fake smile. He growls dropping my head.
"Life is not fair for those who have souls." Zalgo leaves me. "You be released in four years." I here him whisper in my head. Four years.
Feeling myself take over Psycho. Completely. I stood and rushed towards the door. Making a massive dent but the door didn't budge.
I tried again only for the door to bend back into its straight position. Slowly trekking back to the wall. The chains taking my arms again and slamming me into the wall.
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