MCSM oneshots (Discontinued)

Never free, chapter 5

Some parts written by me, other parts by Pteragon

There are two more chapters after this (Work in progress tho) 

Sometimes Romeo was almost concerned about his ability to make up atrocious torture methods. He had nearly vomited while brainstorming the "vengeful treatment" for Jesse. As a matter of fact, the thought of it itself still made him gag. It had worked perfectly, though.

Jesse was now a ruined bag of skin and bones. Poisoned, battered, broken beyond repair. And this wasn't even the last stage.

Would he live to see the climax of Romeo's plan, though? And would he have enough brains left to comprehend it?

This and many other questions went through his head as he opened the door and entered...

His expectations were beyond justified.

What was once Jesse, the leader of Beacontown, was now nothing and no one.

Heavy bags rested under his eyes, you could see every bone in his face. His bloodshot eyes were laced with desperation, a very distant look in his eyes.

Upon Romeo's entrance, Jesse's eyes opened fully and fixed on him. They showed no sign of recognition, No emotion. No life.

Romeo couldn't help but be slightly disappointed. He'd hoped Jesse would remain at least a little adequate.

- Good morning - he said and grinned - Hungry?

No response. Not like he expected any.

He sighed and turned to leave, but a faint voice behind him barely uttered:

- They... Are coming... For you...

Romeo looked at Jesse and smiled again. All pieces were together.

- I'm counting on it.

***

"Guys, I think we found something!" Petra yelled, peering down into the metal grate.

"Wait, I know what that is. It used to be an underground tunnel, used for the miners." Lukas spoke, slightly out of breath having run over to Petra.

"Well, now what..?" Radar asked hesitantly.

"We go in. Come on." She said, climbing down the ladder, landing in the tunnel, followed by Radar and Lukas. They walked through the narrow corridor, coming to a split end - one tunnel went right, one went left.

"Okay, I'll take right, you take left. Be careful, guys." Petra's gaze locked on Lukas's for a moment, before she ran off in the right side of the tunnel.

"You're so messed up!"
Lukas stopped dead in her tracks, his arm shooting out in front of Radar. "I think that's Jesse!" He harshly whispered.

"You're going to get what you deserve. And it'll be wonderful."

Radar bit his lip as he exchanged glances with Lukas. "He sounds so...mad." Radar said, beginning to tremble.

"Come on. We have to go get him - it's time to end this." Lukas wrapped his fingers around the leather blade of his handle, beginning to walk forward, Radar following behind. When he heard the voices get louder, he peeked forward, and saw. There was a person in front of the bars, and Jesse behind the bars. A muffled gasp escaped Lukas's mouth as he saw the condition Jesse was in. His bloodshot eyes were laced with desperation, his expression cold, skin a sickly pale shade. His ribs were protruding out of his shirt, his hair a disheveled mess.