The Puppeteer Part 3

The puppeteer - the victim and the slave

"Aaahhhhhh!!! "

Zylen scream when William pull him away from the wall,  the first attempt failed because his ear has been impaled with two large nail,  but on his second pull his ear was torn apart "aaahhhhhh!!!!"

Please.. Stop..

"You want to help her don't you!!!?  Go get her all you like!!!" He grabbed his hair and pull him with crazy strength,  this time his palm was torn.  The right hand that was filled with many scars,  multilated fingers,  is now added with a hole at the middle,  torn violently by William. He had been thrown to the cold floor.  He tear Zylen like he didn't care of what happened to his limb. Zylen press his head to the floor and press his wounded wrist to his own chest.  He was screaming,  and crying for the unbearable pain. Pressing his wrist hard to his chest again and again,  rocking himself back and forth in hope the pain will soothe down... But it didn't. His blood drips to the floor,  both his ear and his arms felt burning.  The pain between his legs shot up into him with this position. His whole body was filled with fresh bruises, he thrashed with the pain until he accidentally twist his hand which was tied to the bar behind his back. He scream in agony. The skin between his ear has been split apart and the more he tried to squeeze his wrist to his chest,  the pain keep piercing him again and again. William laughter is another thing that could be heard beside his wailing.

"Don't you like that? How does that taste like asshole? This is what you get for lying to me!!  Go ahead now safe her!!  Safe her from a fucking monster like me!!!" He kicked Zylen without mercy of how much Zylen had suffered. He does not cared how that wailing was stuck with sharp gasps,  he keeps kicking him even Zylen was out of breath.  He threw up,  the human flesh he had eaten stained the floor. His body that had met the floor by the crazy stomping,  made his hand bleeds further.  His other hand that was tied already bruised and bleeds,  the blood flowed to the rope and dripped down on Zylen's back.  His shirt has been stained and thorn. 

Zylen weeps. He was trying to breath.  The memories of him being tortured by his trainers in the military play in his mind. His life.. for his whole wasted life..  He had to take this torture,  his body has to bear so much pain.  His head has felt so dizzy and his eye has turn so soulless.  Everything felt like a dream,  yet so real.  Where does this goes wrong?  He almost escape his abused life.  He was outside with her,  they manage to run away,  he manage to kill two guys who attack them.  Where does this goes wrong?  Why won't he be outside now,  searching for his mother whom he longed for so long.  For Isaac who he love so much,  a person that treat him like human,  a person who protect him and feed him. "I-s-sa.. Ac.. " he hissed in his pain,  his tears dripped to the cement floor,  filled by his own blood

"'Isaac,  Isaac' that fucking Isaac it the only thing in your stupid head for fucking sake!!! " Zylen trembles with fear.  Emily woke up when she heard the loud yelling.  She saw Zylen crouching right infront of her,  crying.  His tears dripped to the floor. "Zylen.. " she called him. 

Zylen raised his head to look at her. And both of their heart were crushed as the saw eachother.  Both of their expression are broken by sadness and pain.  Tears was all all over their faces. Zylen tried to reach her,  to hug her,  hoping so much,  praying so much not to loose her.  But he can't,  the rope has stretch to its limit.  And Zylen cries can be heard when the rope strangle his bleeding wrist even further.

Emily tried to do the same, but William kicked her hand away and she started to cry as well. 

"Look at both of you..  You both makes me sick.. " William spoke slowly

"This is getting boring,  How about we play a game?" William asked,  but all of them know it's not a suggestion..  it's a command.  William pull Emily to sit by her hair,  she scream in pain.  He dragged her to sit on a wooden chair,  leaving her weeping.  Then he grabbed Zylen by his bleeding ear "arghhh!! " Zylen scream but William laughed.  He drag a wooden chair and forced Zylen to sit on it with the rope stretching to its limit.  Zylen bow down and gritted his teeth,  trying his best not to scream anymore. Williams grinned creepily and licked the blood between his fingers "Something's missing" William look around,  then he walked to his torture desk,  he pick his gun and flipped the table, everything on top of it crash on the cement floor.  Then he put the wooden worn up table right between the boy and the girl.  "That's more like it"

Zylen and Emily,  both are so beaten up.  They couldn't think of what misfortune are going to fall upon them. They both weep silently knowing there is no escaping this monster. Their vision locked to the floor,  blurry with their own tears.

"Now.. " he check the bullet in the gun "I haven't use this gun for some time now" he let the bullets fell on the table and reload it with only a single bullet. "Let's play this game..  They call it Russian Roulette" he close the gun and roll the magazine slot

"The rules are simple,  since you both don't want to loose eachother,  you just need to press the gun to your head.. " he press the gun to his own head "and shoot" he explained " who gets the bullet in their head lose,  simple right? Now.. " he put the gun on the table "who wants to go first?" He asked in sarcastic yet threatening tones.

But no replies could be heard from them and William seems pissed.  "Hey I'm talking to both of you piece of fucking shit!!" He slammed his hand on the table and both of them startled. Emily cries harder.  William grabbed her by her hair "how about you go first?"

"No.. Please" Emily begged,  she sobs.  "Please don't do this.. I beg to you" William laugh.  "Are you scared?" He asked and saw how Emily,  close her eyes and pursed her lips as she cried further.  He grinned "that's how I like it"

"You don't want to go first? But if I told Zylen to go first,  the bullet might hit him first and he'll die.. You wanted to safe him don't you?" William whispered. Emily trembles further and shakes her head poorly "please..  Don't do this.. Please"

This time William glared at her then he let her go.  He glances at his own watch "look at the time now,  good morning my victim,  good morning.. My slave" he switched his vision from Emily to Zylen.  They were both so scared of what he will do after he said that.  But fortunately he walked away and close the door.  A clicked was heard as he locked the door.  He left them with the gun on the table.