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ArkmageddonCat
InertiaPariah Intro
Setting The Mood
Last Night...
A young man looking to be in his early twenties awoke to find himself strapped to an operating bed. His wrists, ankles, legs, upper body, pretty much anywhere he could wriggle about was held down with the only exception being his head which turned every which way trying to figure out where he was. The man struggled to get out of his restraints for a moment before finally giving in to the panic and calling for help. "HELP! IS ANYONE THERE?!", almost immediately a shadowy figure burst through the door at the end of the room. "Oh thank god someone found me, listen please you have to get me outta-", he stopped mid sentence once he notice the figure stand still just out of the light above. Whoever she was didn't come here to rescue him, the sinister smile gave it away. "...no no no no please please you have to let me go I didn't do anything to you!", he pleaded desperately for his life but to no avail. The figure revealed itself once it stepped into the light, "You're right you did nothing to me. But it isn't revenge I'm after. You see I've been watching you and I know your little secret"
"W-what are you talking about", he asked while barely holding himself together. He looked like he was about to pass out. That would have to wait till later because Pariah was not done with him yet.
"Don't play dumb I really dont give a shit if you talk now or not because I'll get my answers soon enough", her patience was short especially when someone was preventing her from continuing her work.
"Listen if you want money I have money I can give you whatever you want I swea-"
"Yep, wrong answer", was the last thing she said before opening the drawer beside the bed to reveal a myriad of surgeon tools along with various torture devices. "Alright let's see-oh could you shut up! I'm trying to think here!", the victim was crying uncontrollably at this point and as a result received a swift and hard punch to the jaw. "Good you've shut up...let's see here, OH perfect. Ok here's what's going to happen: you're going to tell me where I can find your other metahuman friends or I will twist your toes with this plier. Also if you take to long to answer or I just generally don't like your answer your toes'll get twisted. Ok now here is the best part, if you answer all my questions before I twist all your toes then I'll let you go. Sound like a deal?", Pariah's eyes had a look of delight as she told the rules to her captive. It could be said that she took pleasure out of torturing people and in all honesty it would be true.
The young man nodded silently while trying to stifle his cries. "Good now let's get started", to the man's horror Pariah clamped the pliers onto this little toe and twisted it to the right until it was broken, the sick sound of his bone cracking beneath the skin accompanied by his screams echoed through the room. "That was incentive to cooperate, now let's really begin. Where are the other metas?", Pariah waited only a mere 3 seconds before getting ready to twist another toe. Fortunately the man spoke out past the pain, "I DON'T KNOW! WE USUALLY MEET UP IN SOME CONDEMNED HOUSE NEAR MY PLACE"
"And their powers? The last time you were with them I saw two boys and a girl around your age what are their powers?"
"The girl, Heather, she can use fire. The guys, Zack and Jason both can fly that's it that's all I know I swear!", his pain began to dull but was present enough to cause a good amount of discomfort.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Would you look at that? I didn't have to break all your toes! You know what that means right? You get to go home!", Pariah removed his restraints and helped him up off the operating bed. "Really...your letting me go?"
"Of course! I always keep my word now go on now, the exit is through that door, down the hall and the stairs on your right then the door to outside if at the bottom of the steps", Pariah watched him take a few steps toward the door before hitting him in the back of yhe head and knocking him out. When he awoke he found himself tied to a chair with duct tape over his mouth. Unlike last time Pariah was already there sitting in a chair a short distance away. "Oh good your awake, listen I know I said I'd let you go but it was actually a lie. You see you and your little gang of metas have been causing trouble in the city with you store robberies, muggings, burglaries, that sort of stuff. In all honesty I could not live with myself knowing I let a dangerous criminal back out onto the streets. Now if you notice you are soaked in something that would be gasoline., Pariah pulled a lighter out from her pocket and waved it in her hand before flicking it on. The man struggled hard but to no avail, the chair was bolted to the ground. "HEY HEY HEY! What's with the crying huh?I thought you were a hardened criminal but I guess your just a little bitch! If you ask me you need to lighten up, she threw the lighter at him and in seconds he was engulfed in flames. His screams were muffled by the duct tape until it was no longer needed, he passed out from shock and the fire claimed him soon after.
"Hehe...lighten up"
