Torture [SCRAPPED]

Chapter 1 - The Introduction

"Uhh... Huh? Wha..?"

Marik woke up from being unconscious for quite some time. He didn't remember going to sleep, especially not in a place like this. It was dark, he was lying on the cold floor, his hands tied to something he couldn't see. He started thinking of what could've happened, and one thought came to mind- the party. He had been at one of Melvin's parties, that was the last memory he had... had he been drugged? And by who? Just as he thought that, the door opened up. The door was high above the ground, so he figured he must be in someone's basement. Melvin didn't have a basement, so someone must've taken him to their home... but who? The door closed and it was dark again. A person walked down creaky wooden stairs. When the person got to the bottom they flipped on the light switch. Marik looked at who it was to see Akefia grinning sadistically.

"Well, look who's finally awake?" Akefia looked Marik in the eyes, he was holding something behind his back.

"What did you do to me? Where am I?" Marik's mind was racing. What was he hiding, and what was he planning to do with him?

Akefia laughed, it was never a good situation when he laughed. "Is that what's on your mind right now?" He started walking slowly towards Marik, still not letting him see what was behind his back. "If I were you, I'd have bigger things to worry about." When he reached Marik he kneeled down in front of him. Marik tried defending himself, but when he'd try to kick he'd always miss, and Akefia would laugh.

Akefia dropped something behind him, whatever it was it made a loud, metal clang when it hit the ground.

"Ya know, if I were you, I'd be a little more..." Akefia leaned closer to Marik, so close their faces were almost touching. "Obedient, given the circumstances." His grin got wider, and Marik began to wonder if this would be his final hour. Akefia loved killing, and everyone knew it. What other reason would there be to tie him up like this? Akefia reached behind him and took what he had dropped- a knife. Marik was certain he would die here. Akefia began pushing the knife into Marik's side, not very deep but deep enough to draw a decent amount of blood. Marik wondered why he had stopped so early. Akefia then bent down further and started to lick up the blood, sticking his tongue in the wound moving it around. Marik started to tear up from the pain, but he was determined not to make any loud noises, he didn't want to give him the satisfaction.

That's when Marik's confusion on the situation stopped. He remembered what had happened at the party. Akefia was hitting on Marik, and he thought he was joking, so he played along. They had spoken about what Akefia would do to him, he would give him an answer he thought he would enjoy. He thought it was only a game until Akefia had grabbed Marik by the waist and pulled him close. Marik pushed him away, and Akefia pulled tighter. Marik called for Ryou, and he split them up, even threatening to pepper spray him if he didn't back off. They had been talking about what he would do to Marik if he had the chance. And now he had that chance.

There had been talk of knives, blood, and much, MUCH worse. Dominating and violating and so much more... why had he played along? Why would he have thought for a minute that Akefia would've joked about any of that?

Akefia ripped the wound open wider and started sucking while still feeling around with his tongue. Marik was now taking deep breaths to avoid from making noise. He could take this. He was Marik Ishtar. The boy who had his back carved with a hot knife when he was only 12 years old. This was nothing compared to that. He could take it. Akefia pulled his tongue out and waited for the blood to stop gushing. Marik had nearly passed out from the blood loss when Akefia stood up and started walking away.

"You can't take that much, I see that now. I'll try again later."

Marik couldn't tell if he was disappointed or angry, but whatever he was, he was leaving. Marik was relieved when Akefia turned off the light, walked up the stairs, and left the room. He was going to have to heal from that, try to forget. He was lucky Akefia didn't want to kill anyone at the moment, otherwise he was a gonner. He decided to close his eyes and rest for now. He knew that next time Akefia was gonna get what he wanted, and that was going to be at least 5 times worse than what he'd just experienced.