SCP's SCP

- 9 - Bookworm we'll get u

Kiara and Ashton's hands were tied behind their back and they were getting escorted to an old abandoned mansion.

Kiara was nervous and scared. She was sure that Ashton would survive this, he was tough and he had been through a lot of these things but she wasn't used to any of it which made her pretty unsure about her future.

"Let's get started with the interrogation shall we?" A man said. He walked up to Kiara and grabbed her by the arm. She whimpered and her eyes widened. Ashton saw how scared she was and kicked the man in his leg. He fell down and hit his head hard.

One of the men that held Ashton gave him a punch in the face and kicked him down. He let out a groan and Kiara wanted to duck towards him but the grip around her arm was to tight.

"Oh, you must think you're some hero." The man said and stood up. He spit out some blood and looked at Ashton. "I know your tactic. You kick me and hope I take you instead of your precious little girlfriend am I right?" The man asked. Ashton narrowed his eyes and tried to stand up but got pushed to his knees.

"She doesn't work for SCP. She was a prisoner. Interrogating her won't do you shit." Ashton groaned.
The man laughed and jerked him up. "And here you are standing up for her. You wouldn't do that for a prisoner."

He threw Ashton on the ground and kicked him hard in the stomach. Ashton groaned in pain.
"Stop hurting him!! You filthy-" The man turned around and slapped Kiara in the face before she could even finish her sentence.
"Did I say you could speak?"

Kiara looked at him with eyes full of hatred but she didn't say anything else because she knew it would do more harm than good.

"Don't- don't worry about me." Ashton grumbled as he tried to stand up. "Just potfoor edoc." He groaned.

Kiara looked at him with a confused expression.

'What did he just say?'

She didn't really got the chance to think about it though because she got taken away and thrown into a room.
She saw two chairs. They stood opposite to each other. There was also a table standing in between the chairs. She didn't want to sit down but she didn't want to know what the man would do if she didn't listen.

"So tell me girl." The man said as he took a seat. She could see the knife sitting in his belt. "What is your name?" He asked calmly. Trying to get on her good side she assumed.

"Why? Do you want to use my family as leverage if I don't cooperate?" She said.

The man raised his eyebrows. Not expecting that answer.
Even Kiara didn't expect herself to say that. She was scared out of her mind but it apparently didn't prevent the mean comments from coming out.

The man chuckled humorlessly at Kiara and took the knife out of his belt.
"You know I thought it wouldn't be hard to break a little girl like you. Fear was dancing in your eyes and I could swear you were on the edge of crying. You had me fooled."

Kiara narrowed her eyes at him. "You can only feel one emotion at a time and right now, it's anger." she said.

The man laughed and clapped in his hands. "You must feel very heroic. But I already know that your name is Kiara Olton. I just wanted to know if you would be cooperative or not." The man said.

Kiara folded her arms against her chest. Her heartbeat was abnormally fast but she wouldn't let him know that.
"Okay? And now?"

The man laughed and shook his head. "Aren't you afraid I'm going to hurt your family now?" He asked.
Kiara rolled her eyes and shook her head as well. "I don't have a family."

The man slowly nodded, taking in the information she just gave him. "Well that's too bad isn't it? Let's get onto my next question then."

He leaned in and Kiara nervously swallowed. Hoping for easy questions with meaningless answers.

The man looked her deep in the eye and asked, "Who is Cassandra?"

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A while later.

Casey

"So, Casey, I heard you know all about SCP." The man in front of her said. Casey knew him as Ray, the master mind.

'I thought he would be intimidating. Guess I was wrong.'

"I know a lot of things about a lot of stuff for example, the size of your brother's dick. Spoiler alert, it's small, like the size of your brain kind of small."

Ray stood up and walked around the room. If he was annoyed, he didn't show it. "Oh Casey, I will definitely not miss you when you're gone." He said with a grumble.

Casey chuckled and nodded at him. "Oh Ray, can't you come up with something better than that? I literally hear that every single day." She said. A smile tugging at her lips.

Ray turned around. He was annoyed but smiled at her anyway. He sat down again and took his knife out of his belt.

"Aren't you afraid I'm going to hurt your friends if you're not gonna talk?"

Casey shrugged and looked at him with a stone cold expression. "My friends can handle it. They are trained for situations like this. I would let them down if I'd give in. Not to mention that you'd kill or hurt them either way."

Ray put his hand on his chin and nodded his head. "You know what. You're right. You're friends are trained for it. Well except for Kiara of course. Man, I'm wondering if she could handle being tortured.. her life is already so messed up. Poor girl didn't even do anything wrong."

Casey's eyes clouded with worry at the mention of Kiara. She didn't want to show him that she cared but she couldn't stop it. He was right. Kiara shouldn't be in this situation. She's going to die because of her.

"Holy hell." Ray said while getting up once again. "You really do have a soft spot for her don't you? You've been giving me the expressionless face from the beginning of this conversation and look at you now."

Casey sighed and looked up. She was tired of being angry and tired of not feeling anything. She honestly just wanted to close her eyes, pretending to be in her bed, hearing Crystal's energetic talk and looking at Kiara scribbling down some story ideas.

"You're not gonna get anything out of me Ray. It's best you give up while you still can." She said with narrowed eyes.

Ray raised his eyebrows and took a step closer. "Is that a threat?"
He slapped her in the face and pushed her chair backwards. Her head hit the cold concrete floor just as her arms hit the hard wood of the chair since they were tied behind her back.

"Sooner or later you've got to talk Casey. Or it will cost you your friends' life."

He walked to the door and looked over his shoulder one last time. "They will bring you to your room in 30 minutes. Enjoy the comfortable position you're in. He walked out and Casey groaned softly. This was terrible. Really terrible.
She closed her eyes for a second, taking in the silence. When she looked back up, she noticed something scratched into the table. She tried to push herself towards it but fell onto her side instead.
She groaned and narrowed her eyes to get a better look. It was a sentence.
'Bookworm we'll get u.'

A chuckle escaped Casey's lips. She couldn't believe Kiara had the chance to scratch that into the table.

'How did she even break her arms free?'

It didn't matter. She was just happy that she was alright. It sparked a bit of hope inside of her.