Guardian Angel (Guardians Of The Galaxy Fanfiction)

The Torturer

Two days later Ashen and Somber were still escaping from their crates and talking to their new family. They got together and talked every free second they got. Pallid turned out to be the crate right under Ashen so when Whisper was sleeping she would talk to Pallid, mainly about the surgeries he had.

She was right in the middle with one of her conversations with him when she saw a Terran approaching. She quickly sat back on her haunches and acted like she hadn't been doing anything. The Terran was stupid enough and believed her. He then opened up the cage and stuck his hand in. He grasped her scruff and hauled her out. He then wrapped a hand around her haunches so that she couldn't leap from his arms although she desperately wanted to.

The Terran carried her back to The Room. That's what Whisper had decided to call the room where all of the surgeries and experiments took place. Ashen really didn't care what they called it, she just didn't want to be in there. Now she was and when she looked over she saw that Somber and Pallid were in there too. There were also a few others that she didn't recognize. It made her feel better to know that she wasn't the only one being worked on.

"Take the gray cat first," ordered the Terran who Ashen had nicknamed The Torturer since he was the one who always did the surgeries. He was no healer in Ashen's mind.

Pallid's eyes nearly bulged from his head. "It's okay Pallid," whimpered Ashen as she looked toward Pallid.

Pallid let out a raspy breath and nodded. He let his body relax and The Torturer held him down. He took at needle and put it in his leg while the liquid from the bag dripped in. It wasn't long before Ashen knew that Pallid was asleep.

Out of the corner of her eyes she saw The Torturer grab some cybernetic parts. Some moved and almost all of them had electrical currents running through them. The Torturer had to place them between the wires and then connect the wires to the cybernetic plates. Ashen couldn't believe that those things were actually going to be going into Pallid's body. She also couldn't believe that they were going to make her watch.

Somber had the same sickening sensation in his stomach as his sister. He couldn't believe that those things were going inside of Pallid. He also couldn't believe that someday that those same things would probably be implanted in him. He shivered as he saw The Torturer take a sharp object and slice into Pallid's back, opening him up.

Somber had to look away or he feared he'd be sick or pass out. He hated the sight of blood whether or not it was his own or someone else. He knew that Pallid was asleep but he knew that when he woke up he would be in so much pain. Somber then realized that if was in The Room he would have to be in surgery soon, just like Pallid. He was not looking forward to that.

While Somber had to look away Ashen felt like she couldn't. She watched as The Torturer placed different cybernetic implants into his back, shoulders, and haunches. They danced all around his back and when The Torturer pressed them into Pallid's flank and blood oozed out Ashen wanted to rip out his throat. They looked horribly put in but Ashen didn't know if that was just normal. She didn't think so since she had seen others with their cybernetic implants measured and placed precisely in their backs, spines, shoulders, and haunches. This work looked less than precise.

Ashen then watched as The Torturer connected the wires to the cybernetic implants. Ashen saw a few sparks and wondered what The Torturer was thinking. Could he electrocute Pallid from the inside now?

Once The Torturer finished with the cybernetic implants he grasped some more needles. He injected them into Pallid's now inflamed flesh and even one at the base of his neck. Ashen shivered before The Tortured took the needle from Pallid's flesh. He then began to close it up with stitches. He closed it up nicely and Ashen was thankful for that. Once he finished he had one of the other Terrans take him away and Ashen knew that in the morning he'd be felling so much agony that he probably be wailing.

"I want that she-wolf," The Torturer ordered to another Terran who was standing doing nothing.

The Terran leaned forward and grasped Ashen's scruff and haunches. She swallowed the urge to growl at him. She stopped herself just in time and the Terran set her down on the same table at where Pallid had laid. Her eyes widened as she felt her fur slide in Pallid's blood. She wished that the Terrans would have cleaned off the table but she was glad she was the second one on there and not the last one.

The Torturer picked out another needle attached to the bag of liquid and stuck the needle in Ashen's foreleg. She grumbled a bit at the prick before she saw the liquid drip into the needle and then into her. She turned her head and saw more needles laying on a tray, all filled with different liquids that Ashen didn't recognize. She also saw two long wires that looked like they could stretch the whole way from her haunches to her shoulders.

She groaned and closed her eyes before she drifted off into unconsciousness.