A Fitting End | By : KagerouSaika Category: +S through Z > Samurai Warriors Views: 1559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Me? Own Samurai Warriors and Mortal Kombat? Ridiculous! But I do own my little OC Graichi, though. Samurai Warriors belongs to Koei, and Mortal Kombat belongs to Netherrealm Studios. I don't plan to make a profit off of this fic. |
"I hope his soul goes straight to Hell the moment he dies!" One of the renegades yelled. "He made the worst mistake of all, he's a freak! Angering Magoichi and nearly killing him and his wife! He ought to be ashamed!" A second renegade hollered. The renegades kept hurling insults and threats about Taven until they went inside the castle, still discussing about how Taven deserved his fate and how immoral his actions were. Taven was already stripped of his clothing by the female soldiers the moment he stepped foot into his prison. He was not allowed to wear a single hint of clothing or even have boots or tabis on his feet. Like the female soldiers once exclaimed, he was a barbaric swine in their eyes. A wolf in sheep's clothing, if anything. "Mommy?" Graichi questioned her adoptive mother after going into her room. "What happened to that nasty man?" Gracia replied sweetly, "He's going to be punished." She didn't know exactly HOW to tell her own adoptive daughter he was going to be killed. She had no desire to reveal that he would also get raped and tortured as well. "Punished? Like a spanking?" Graichi asked once more. "Well, something to that extent." Her mother hastily replied, kissing her child on the forehead before letting her child drift off in the arms of Morpheus in her bed. Gracia had entered the dungeon the moment her daughter went into a deep slumber, and Magoichi had followed Gracia. Her daughter would be unable to make out the sounds of Taven's hysteric cries at this rate, and that was a marvelous thing to Magoichi and Gracia. They didn't want Graichi overhearing Taven's torture, nor did they desire for her to witness them torturing a man sexually and physically. Taven glanced up at the duo, not uttering a single word. "So you really thought you could get away with killing my Mago, did you?" Gracia questioned him lividly. Not a single word arose from Taven's lips. "He's not speaking, Mago." "Ah, why not remove his fingernails and toenails, then break his fingers and toes just like the ladies declared?" Magoichi retorted to his lover. Gracia nodded. She and Magoichi both picked up small little knives and started to remove the arrogant coward's fingernails. Taven's eyes enlarged at the small knives going under his fingernails and yowled thunderously, pleading for the couple to cease their actions. "And now you beg for us to desist after you nearly attempted to murder us? That's quite ironic of you!" Gracia enunciated. The duo did not cease the removal of Taven's fingernails as blood started to ooze out of the fingers like blisters. His howls increased by tempo and his pleads were ignored by the Saika renegade and his spouse. His fingernails landed on the ground with gentle noises and Taven's fingers throbbed and ached revoltingly. Never in his life was he so humiliated and harmed in all his years. He had reputed that his phase of torture had stopped; ironically, it had not. He opened his brown eyes again and saw the two knives removing his pinky toenails. He bit down on his lip only to let out an inhuman wail as his toenail was violently removed. His fourth toenails were removed, followed by the third, the second and lastly the big toenail. The entire time during this procedure, he had howled and shrieked so much that his vocal chords were almost destroyed. He could emanate mere moans and groans since his voice had became raspy. His torture did not cease there, not by far. Gracia and Magoichi both looked at each other, smiling lovingly. "Ready, Mago? Count of three..." Gracia retorted, as she grabbed Taven's pinky finger on Taven's left hand whilst Magoichi grabbed the pinky finger on his right hand. "One..." Magoichi counted. "Two..." "THREE!" The couple said together at they broke Taven's pinky fingers on his hands. Taven's eyes bulged out once again and he managed to release bellow abominably. Tears ran down his fair face, but only continued when they counted to three and snapped Taven's ring fingers on his hands. His cries only increased when they broke his middle finger, followed by the index and lastly the thumbs. He had nearly passed out due to the distress he was in, but Magoichi poured cold water all over him; as a result, he pried open his eyelids immediately. He gazed down and saw Mago and Gracia breaking his toes one by one the moment Magoichi got him to awaken. He sobbed, "Please spare my life. I'll do whatever you want, please!" Gracia beamed: "Not likely. Mago's already gotten you sentenced to death, so he won't let you off the hook EVER!" Taven had tried to plead once again, only to feel Gracia and Magoichi break BOTH his fourth and third toe. He jerked his head back, clenched his eyes shut and hollered inhumanly. He tried to say something once more, but only to holler terribly as both the long and hallux toes were broken. He tried to cover his naked body, but it was proven futile. He trembled and ached all over from the torment the curvaceous and gorgeous redhead Gracia and the brunette sharpshooter Magoichi put him through. He heard a loud sizzling sound and saw a hot branding iron with the Saika clan symbol on it. Gracia teased his the left area of his chest lightly with the hot iron, letting the heat tease his gentle flesh. She withdrew the iron a few inches away from him, only to then press up the hot branding iron against the left area of his chest. His eyes enlarged to the size of saucers and he arched his head back, cauterwauling vilely. The searing iron was withdrawn the very minute Taven had started to break down wailing and sobbing like a little child. "Don't worry, I'll force you to watch Gracia and I pleasure each other tomorrow!" Magoichi chortled before kissing Gracia deeply in front of the broken warrior as he shut his eyes, trying his hardest to rest. After they had kissed, they opened the prison cell door and exited out of the torturous room, slamming the door piercingly. Taven trembled and groaned as he attempted to drift off into a slumber, wishing that this torture would happen to anyone but him.
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