Bang and Burn ~ Dreamnotfound + Skephalo

Chapter 25

Nick struggled to keep his eyes open. He felt dead. Every little move he made only sent pain coursing through his veins. He couldn't tell what time it was anymore after being stuck in the dark room for so long. In the darkness, he could faintly make out the table he had been waterboarded on. His lungs were still sore from holding his breath for so long. He could also see the whip known as "The Cat of Nine Tails" sitting on the floor. It was a special kind of whip with nine separate ropes branching out from the base, each one holding a metal ball at the end of it. While he couldn't see it, he knew there was blood on the floor. He could smell it, which only made him more nauseous. While it had been used on his back, one of the ropes swung up and hit him in the face, leaving a sizable gash against his right cheek. His vision was also blurry in his right eye, so it wouldn't surprise him if getting hit had something to do with that.

But what killed him the most was the fact that he was told that Zak was dead. He had to mourn his teammate's death while being beaten to near death. He couldn't even begin to fathom the pain that the others were going through. All he could do was hope that help was on its way. Nick did not have much longer.

The only door to the room opened up, casting everything in a low, orange glow. Though the light wasn't harsh, it still killed Nick's eyes. At this point, any sort of light would blind him. Three people stepped inside, all talking with each other about something that had nothing to do with his torture. He had trouble focusing on what they were saying but could make out something about a new victim that would soon be killed in their own home. The main guy that was doing most of the talking seemed way too happy to be killing someone. Before Nick's eyes could adjust to the light enough to see them, a bright studio light was turned on and sat right in front of him, leaving the other three people in the room as nothing more than silhouettes.

The man that was doing most of the talking sat right behind the light, his whole body being lost in shadow. "Hello, Agent Sapnap." Nick forced himself to open his eyes. To the left of the man was Agent Angel Dust, who had done a majority of the torturing himself. The bastard even seemed to enjoy himself. On the other side of the speaker was someone that Nick could barely see. All he knew was that their long dark hair hung past their shoulders. "Do you know why you're here?"

"No," Nick admitted. "Your friends here have been beating the shit out of me for no reason."

"We're making an example out of you." Nick was disgusted by the fact that the man didn't sound at all bothered by the torture that occurred. "Your friends stuck their noses in places they shouldn't have. They were told to stop. Now, they will see what happens when you keep pushing. Straw?"

The figure with the long hair stood up. "Yes sir?" Nick felt even sicker than before. Not only was Jude's friend and coworker helping the enemy, Nick thought he liked them. Now, he felt the sudden urge to hurt them as much as he had been hurt.

"I need you to go fetch Ambxon," the man replied. "Tell them that it's time to finish their mission."
Straw nodded and walked out of the room, their heart beating out of their chest. They walk into the room across the hall from the previous one, wanting to cry. Inside, the agents in the room were not doing well at all. Sprite paced the room, anxiously biting her knuckles, while Avocado watched her, twiddling a small throwing knife between their fingers. Feni, Thundah, and Amb all sat at the same table as Avocado with Dylan's old earpiece in the middle of them. Thundah was tinkering with the earpiece, doing everything she could to hook it up the laptop beside her. Everyone froze when they saw Straw walk in.

Straw's eyes fell on Amb. "The boss wants you to finish your mission."

Amb's eyes became cloudy as his gaze drifted to his hands. "I can't hurt him anymore, Straw. I fucking can't."