3 Torturous
Author: Bit o' torture in this chapter. You've been warned.
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By some miracle Alfred made it to the engineering wing. It didn't come easy, though. Each floor he passed through got progressively harder. He would have lost an arm on the second to last floor had he not been able to heal up in the elevator ride. Each time he had to watch his back, so he destroyed each elevator he was in just before he stepped out.
"*Pant~ Pant~* Fuck!"
He came out of the last one with nasty burns on his right flank. Thankfully, the fully melted through parts are being healed by his last syringe.
Alfred wanted to quit, to just give in, but he couldn't. If this was the real Roma, he would have been captured already, but now he's different.
Alfred scanned the area as fast as he could "That's odd…" For some reason, the wing was empty apart from the guards he completely wiped out when he got there.
'This is either a trap, or they were evacuated.'
He slowly crept towards the nearest computer despite his worries. 'Yep, definitely a-"
*Bam!*
Ghha!!"
"Hello little one! I thought I'd find you here…"
Before he could react, Alfred was taken by the neck with the most force he had ever felt. Just as he was about to defend himself, his body went limp.
'*Keuk! Paralyzer!'
"We're gonna have some fun if you ask me!"
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(Watch out you guys, torture scene coming up. If you don't like that kind of stuff, skip to the end of this chapter.)
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"GGGAAAAAAUUUHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!~~
AHHHHHGGGGHHHH!!!!"
"Soooo~ you gonna spit it out? I assumed they didn't train you this well, hmm~"
It all happened so fast. Before he was quite confident in escaping, seeing as all he had to do was find a map, but the supposed "Famous Supersoldier" had already figured out his plan. Who would have known they were such a lunatic.
The pain he was feeling couldn't be put into any words Alfred knew. Any of the excruciating pain he had felt back then when he went without food for weeks or even those cases where he would try to kill himself couldn't come close. This wasn't something superficial, it was real, horrible pain.
He slowly felt himself going crazy. He wanted it to stop.
Sadly, he was unable to tell the lunatic what he wanted.
They had placed a rule in his brain when he was first taught their special HSM technique. He was not to disclose any critical information learned within the academy to enemy operants.
'This fucker doesn't seem to g-'
"GGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
The lunatic supersoldier just ripped out one of his ribs from the back, leaving it hanging on a thread of skin like a broken wing.
At this point, his body should have shut down and passed out from the pain, but it didn't. The paralyzer had some sort of way to keep his body awake and another way to make it more sensitive to pain.
There seemed to be a downside to the odd enhancement to his brain he felt during the time in that dark space, it gave him new levels of sense. This included pain.
"RRRRHHHHAAAAAAUUUUGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
Another rib was ripped out.
The lunatic asked "You feelin' it now?" in such a giddy tone. Underneath, though, there was a sense of annoyance.
"Ghhhuuhuuuu…."
"I want you to spit it out!"
*Scrrrraaaapppeee~~~*
"AAAUUUUUGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
He had used a needle to rip apart the open bones seen on his back. Each and every nerve imaginable was screaming at the top of their lungs.
"Somehow, I feel you aren't listening." The lunatic started to pace around the room slowly while Alfred writhed in pain on the cold metal desk. "Aha! Maybe a connection will do!
"My name is Hagama! Nice to meet you! As you can see, I'm a super soldier! Just. Like. You!"
*Shink~*
"Ghhuuuuuck!~"
"Now! Since we've had such a good connection… tell me, now, where is the next infiltration going to be? I know you know, you're gonna- no, you would've participated in it at the end of the Federation year. They would at least tell you where it is." He gave a quick pause to look at Alfred. "Hmmm… your eyes seem out of focus… maybe two is too much for you?"
*Plop!~*
"GGGGUUUAAAAAGGHHH!!!"
"You focused up now? Good!"
Now even if there was nothing paralyzing Alfred, he still wouldn't be able to move. His eye just got plucked out, his back is in the process of being turned into a blood eagle, skin has been ripped off, the holes in his chest have been plugged, bones have been torn apart, everything was done in the most excruciatingly slow way possible. Every minute of this horrible torture is sending him deeper into despair, deeper into madness.
'Why me? I thought I went through hell before, but it seems it hadn't even started! What am I being punished for? I never asked for this…'
*Shink~*
"Guuck!!~"
'No… this isn't punishment… this was inevitable! I didn't train hard enough! If only I had more time, I would have-'
"*Skreee!~*"
An ear piercing noise just sounded off to Alfred's left flank. 'The fuck?!'
It was a centipede, the most disgusting and horrible centipede imaginable.
'He… wouldn't…'
"Hehehehehe~ I can see it in your eyes, no, eye. Now, you have one. Last. Chance to tell me where it will be.
"If not…"
He held it up closer. The insect's antennae dangerously close to entering his ear.
"He's going in."
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