Hunter and the Hunted - Kapkan x Reader

19

"Alex? Alex get the fuck up".

"Hm?.. Who- what's the matter Max?".

Alexsandr looked up at Maxim who was frantically tearing his room apart, throwing clothes and possessions into the air.

"Dude what is your problem?", Alexsandr got out of bed and grabbed Maxim's shoulder.

"Shes gone Alex, those bastards took her...".

"Took who?".

"Y/n, they kidnapped her the moment she got home".

Maxim stopped for a moment, he put his hand over the bridge of his nose.

"I should have been there Alex, god knows what they're doing to her...".

"Hey don't worry, y/n is a damn fighter, she will be okay".

"Pray to god".

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Your eyes flicked open. The moment you got your first glimpse of that room your stomach tightened. The grey, cold walls. The singular lamp above you casting a sickly yellow glow onto your dishevelled form. You let out a singular, muffled wail of anguish. It was happening all over again. You didn't bother fighting your binds, they weren't coming off anyway. Footsteps in the hallway outside brought you to your senses. Opposite the cold, steel chair you were strapped to was a thick, metal door with a single greasy window to the hallway beyond. You could see shapes moving and hear voices. You sat up, holding your breath, praying they wouldn't come in. Your prayers were ignored as the heavy door rattled open. You cast a hateful stare at the two men in pale masks and their sharp eyes twisted into a sadistic joy.

   "Good morning pretty thing".

One of them stalked toward you, his mouth was hidden but you knew is was curled into a poisonous grin. Your repulsed stare didn't remove itself from his covered face.

   "Aw, what's that look for? Ain't ya having a swell time?", the other drawled. He was holding something, some metal stick, it gave you a dreaded feeling.

The first white mask lifted your chin, he raised his arm suddenly and you shy away in fear of being struck.

   "I'm not gonna hurt ya babygirl, not yet...".

   "Ask her the questions".

   "I'm gonna, take it easy Jo".

The white mask who must have been Jo twisted the rod around in his hands, he seemed excited. Whatever he was doing with that stick wasn't going to be enjoyable.

   "Alright honey. We need a few answers from you, if you're a good girl and tell us what we want, you get a reward. If you're bad, Jo here gives you some encouragement".

He gestured at Jo who flicked the rod, a snap of blue electricity shot through the prongs on the end. The terror in your eyes made the white mask chuckle. He tore the tape from your mouth and you groaned in pain His hand was lingering near your face and you lashed out, snapping at his hand with your teeth. He pulled away, laughing slightly.

   "Feisty little thing. What do we do to biters Jo?".

Jo stepped forward and regret rose in your chest. He rammed the prod into the centre of your stomach and a terrible agony engulfed your body. Your arms and legs twitched, tapping against the concrete floor and the metal chair. You gave a jittery shriek.

   "Question one, it's been 3 months ain't it? What was it like at their little rat hole?", the white mask leaned toward you.

   "Comfortable, I wasn't tied to a chair for one", you hissed.

   "Give me details babygirl".

   "Don't fucking call me that".

   "Suit yourself, whore".

You scowled, Jo waved the prod to threaten you.

   "Do you know a man by the name of Maxim Basuda?", the white mask studied your face.

You paused, you couldn't spill anything about Maxim, no harm could come to him.

   "No, I don't know a Maxim".

   "Hey Bosco, she thinks we're fucking brainlets", Jo sneered.

   "Didn't your mother teach you not to lie?", the white mask who appeared to be 'Bosco' grabbed the back of your chair and yanked you forwards, you fell, your face inches from the concrete floors when he caught you. You whimpered as he pulled you back up.

   "One more lie, voltage goes up", Bosco growled in your face, Jo tapped the rod in the background.

   "Please... I'm telling the truth".

Jo flicked a switch on the prod and jammed it hard into your collarbone. Your stammering screams echoed around the cold, damp corridors.

[ finally updated this shit haha. sorry for inactivity, i had lots of schoolwork and no motivation. more is on its way, thanks for waiting <3 ]