Some time ago, I remember having a lair, inside a city that was known for crime, the police were always short handed but they seemed to work everything out in the end. A pair of Vigilantes if I must say, were always on the look out, stopping vandals everywhere they went, till they came across me. That's where this story begins. I've always had a knack for wreaking havoc and causing chaos where ever I may be. I loved hearing the screams of innocents as they ran from explosions and the sound of cars blowing up while the earth rumbled with my bombs, it was quite wonderful. Then these two showed up and ruined my plans day by day. It appears they were brother and sister, twins to be exact, both bearing blonde hair and an attitude that struck the minds of evil. In other words they were annoying, kept calling themselves something different each time, 'Juke-Box' 'Super-Duo' 'Masked-Rescuers', they could never stick with one name, like I cared anyways.

One day I came up with a plan to rid these two once and for all, to stop them from keeping me away from fun. I devised a decoy, one that had lead them into my lair, of course just like any comic book hero, they were shocked and curious about such a place. That was when I released my trap, the old classic steel cage from the ceiling. They may have been locked away but they weren't in a state where I could have some fun. I placed a gas mask upon my face and said a simple phrase before hitting a switch, "Sleep tight little shits," that switch released a air toxin that not only put those who breathe it in asleep, but it gave their bodily senses a boost in sensitivity. Once I was sure they were knocked out I turned the toxin off and freshened the air before putting them each on a flat examination table, metal shackles holding them down with the arms stretched out to their sides and their legs spread open. I had to admit, the girl was quite cute, but I assure you, I had no sexual intentions, I never do, I enjoyed a much more, painful practice.

I removed my mask and arranged one of my tables with various tools that are used on a number of things both around the house and in a workshop. I waited for them to wake up, staring at them as they slept, their chests rising and falling for hours, neither of them twitching. I fought hard to keep myself at bay, I wanted to play with them so badly but it would be more fun if they were awake. I went back to my table and started to sharpen one of my small knives when I heard the young boy groan. I looked over my shoulder and saw that he had awaken, and it was obvious he wasn't comfortable. When he realized where he was and what had happened he started to shout at his sister, trying to wake her up, "Rin! Rin wake up! You need to wake up Rin!" She finally budged and opened her eyes, I sat back and enjoyed the show as they grew increasingly uncomfortable and struggled with their restraints. "Len?" she seemed just as confused as he was, "Where are we? Did we? Were we? Where is that man!?" she started to get angry and he had no answers for her except for stating the obvious, "We're trapped Rin, I can't find a way out."

I had them right where I wanted, lost and confused, hopeless at the most, their senses delicate to the touch, now I could have some fun. I liked to start small and build up to something greater. I grabbed a thin metal pole, similar to a car antenna, and walked over to them. "Get away from us you creep," the girl spat at me and I wiped it off my grimed face. My face turned a darker tone of hatred and anger before I raised my hand and swung the pole across her face, a whipping sound echoing through the room and her cheek slicing open with a small cut. She held back a scream, I could see it in her eyes, that toxin definitely took effect on her body but she was tough. "Rin!" the young boy snapped before turning his tongue to me, "You leave her alone!" He made the same mistake as she did and caused me to grow angrier at them. I stomped towards him, my boots thumping on the concrete floor before the leather of my glove stretched as I balled my hand into a fist and struck him in the gut, causing him to gasp for air, becoming silent as tears fell from his eyes. "You two have caused me enough trouble, and now it's time I get my revenge."

Punching the boy made me feel good, an adrenal that pumped through my body whenever I watched someone suffer, oh it was addicting, once it kicked in, I could never stop wanting more. "Why are you doing this?" she asked, a tone in her voice that you could tell was so desperately trying to trick me into stopping, I knew what she was doing and I'm not as weak minded as she thinks. "SHUT UP!" I yelled at her before raising my arm and this time slapping her with the back of my hand onto the cut upon her cheek. She gave a small gasp in pain but remained eye contact with me, she was strong, I could tell it was going to be hard to break her. "You don't deserve to talk, I've been ruined far too many times by the likes of both of you, I'm sick of it, and now I will end this nightmare you have put me through, and turn it upon you." As she stared at me I could see her brother, watching with worry and fear to what will happen to her, I could see the hurt in his eyes as he watched her in pain, I wanted to see more of that. I raised the pole again and struck her several times across the face and arms, her skin ripping open as her mouth pierced screams of pain into the air, her hands grasping the shackles and pulling them tightly. I started to laugh maniacally, enjoying myself with each swing of my arm. I paused my actions and looked over to him, watching tears fall down his face in horror, watching his sister being torture alive. Now it was his turn.

I walked back to my table, listening to the girl breathing heavily, groaning and gasping in pain, I'm not sure how much she could have taken but I will push her limits. I put on a set of brass knuckles, I had a different approach for the boy. My steps were heavy as I made my way to his position. 
TBC