chapter 2

' carl's POV '

it has been more than 1 month since those bastards tortured me, it seems they really forgot me. well, it's good since i can move a little right now. not so much that i can run, but it's good enough for walking.

i don't try to move so much so that i wont damage my body foundation. it won't be lomg until i can start exercising.

while waiting, the door to the prison is opening and a guards come in.

" hey kid, how lucky of you. the master ask you to play with him, hahaha"

.... it seems i jinx it, damn.

i don't respond so he took me by force .

i am brought out from underground prison into a big white room with sparkling golden ornaments. from the route i took i know that my prison is different from previous one. it seems this prison is personal prison owned by the bastard that tortured me before.

in the room there are the bastard from besfore and his friend laughing while whiping some people, some of them seems to be dead.

what a sick bastard.

" oho, it seems my toy is here hahahaha, bring him here hahaha"

" who is he?"

they start talking and laughing on their own while looking at me.

" he is the son of that bitch that i enjoy before hahaha"

" hahaha, the son of that bitch that is hard to break you told me before"

" that is right, hahaha, lets see wether he is durable or not hahaha"

hearing them talking about my name, i lost my patient.

" my mother is not your toy, you trash"

and start lashing at them. .. sigh, i should not have done that. now their eyes are looking at me.

" what did you say, you slave"

" everything in this world is our plaything, you bastard"

" even your bitch mother is nothing but our plaything, you should be thankfull that i played with her, you bastard"

they talked shit again about mother. i couldn't contain my anger.

" fuck you bastard"

and i lash at them again while trying to free my self from the guard in vain.

my mind tell me that i should be silent and accept every thing the told me, but my body follow my heart and do the opposite.

i continue trying to free my self in vain while looking at those bastard.

tears leak from my eyes because of my powerlessness.

" hahaha, look at his eyes, it seem he will be an interestig toys"

" bring out all of our equipment, we will have fun today"

instructed those bastard while looking at me with mocking eyes.

i keep looking at their eyes until pain hit my body that make me scream and lost my focus.

" hahaha, what a beatifull voice, come on, continue, dont stop hahaha"

they continue to hit me with ever tools they have. i continue to scream my lung out because of pain.

( mom, please help me, i am afraid)

pain continue to hit my body that make me lost my mind

( ...mom, help me)

i continue to ask help from my mother in vain. i almost lost my conciousness.

" come on, why are you silent, come on, entertain us, your bitch mother can do longer, you know. she beg us not to touch you while licking my foot, hahah"

they talk bad about my mother again while whiping me.

" you bastard, my mother is not your plaything"

i lash out again. strength come up from my body out of nowhere. i try freeing my swlf and hit them with in vain

" hahaha, you can do more if you try, hahaha"

" come on, entertain us more hahaha"

i grit my teeth and look at them with hatred which make them laugh more.

( mother, help me)

i struggled until i lost my conciousness. i don't know when happen after that.

the last thing in my mind are about my mother and the home in fisher tiger rebell. i hope i can last until then.