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PaperHat Wip

(505 is tortured, read at your own discretion)

The bear roared in pain at the first spill of the acid sprayed onto him. The concuction sizzled as it moved quickly in deteriorating the fur and running down to the skin and bone in a matter of seconds. Once it reached the muscle underneath, it started to spread slowly in its parameter. The sensation burned 505, who roared in anguished as it seeped down. He flailed his arm around, trying to cease the pain but to no avail in helping.

The men that surrounded his cage laughed, watching 505 try to get away from his own deteriorating arm. He would hit the bars with a clang every now and then and wail for help that wasn't coming.

"No!"

Flug found a way to rip himself away from the goon holding him down. He pushed forward to reach for the bottle of acid at the hands of the enemy but was suddenly tackled back down by the same man. Gasping in pain, he tried to struggle only to have the man place his knee on his neck.

"Enough Gilligan, pick him up." The Commanders voice boomed.

He inhaled immediately, blinking the white spots from his vision as he was forced back onto his feet. The man known as Gilligan kept a hold of his wrists behind his back, and the other kept a good hold on the metallic collar on his neck.

"Now, Doctor, I have a preposition for you."

He aimed the spray bottle back at the cage to 505. Flugs eyes widened in fear as he tried to push forward once more. He could hear Demencia in her own cage trying to escape. Even when her mouth was covered, he could hear her muffled screams.

"Don't hurt him!" Flug pleaded. "505 is innocent and has nothing to do with any of this!"

505 had gone quiet with silent sobs as he shook in pain, trying to claw the floor of his cage. Flug kept his eyes attentively on his creation-his son - trying to think of anything that he could use to heal him quickly before anything spread to any vitals.

The Commander kept his arm extended, aiming at 505. His eyes never wavered from the scientist as he tsk'd in disappointment.

"Oh, but Dr.Flug, he has everything to do since you created him with the wretched elderitch beings' blood." he spat out, snapping his eyes to look at Blackhat, who stood in his own special cage behind the scientist.

Flug shook as his stomach churned. He could feel himself sweating as his heart ran a mile away from him.

No one other than Blackhat himself knew the truth about 505's creation. It had taken so many sleepless nights and much back and forth to get the biochemicals to bond with the elderitch's DNA. It was a risk, but the end results ended with an indestructible failure that Flug would rather die than get rid of.

505 was the closest thing to a son Flug will ever have in his life.

To know that someone had constructed some form of concoction that truly hurt his boy was a nightmare to realize.

"-and because he is of blood of Blackhat, he must be destroyed." the Commanders voice got lower as he sprayed once more for 505's wounded arm.

Flugs heart jumped to his throat in pure panic as 505 yowl in agony as he threw himself around the cage. The man once more started to howl in sadistic enjoyment. The Commanders eyes glinted with pure joy as he watched the scientist struggle to get closer.

"Stop! He is innocent-he's harmless! He would never hurt anyone -" he sprayed once more, "N-NO 505!!"

The Commander was enjoying the chaos he was causing. He took delight in the screams of the bear, the laughter of his men, and over all the stricken pain in the doctors voice as he pleaded for him to cease.

Flug watched through teary eyes as 505 tried to scratch his arm off, wanting the torment to end. His dark blue blood squirted out and matted with his light fur through the process. His eyes looked feral with shed tears as he roared his lungs out.

Demencia covered her face, watching in silent horror as her own tears streamed down.

Blackhat kept his face devoid of any emotion as he watched the suffering bear and his struggling scientists. His hands tightened around the bar handles at every plea he heard Flug give as the Commander kept spraying on the same spot.

After a while, 505's right arm plopped to the floor with a thud, and immediately, so did the bear who heaved trying to catch his breath.

"P-please, I'll do anything. Just please leave him alone." he sobbed out, watching his son stop fighting the deterioration as that still continued onto his upper part of his arm. If he didn't act quickly it would be too late.

"Hmm...Anything, Doctor?" Commander made a wave with his hand, which was some form of sign to Gilligan to let him go and threw him to the floor.

"Y-yes! Just leave him alone!" He stood up looking at the man in front of him.

"Take the bag off."

"W-what!-

The moment of hesitation was all the Commander needed to maneuver the bottle and aim for 505s left leg next.

Another loud shriek erupted from 505 as he continued with his thrashing in his small cage. Flugs heart squeezed in guilt.

"Stop stop I'll do it!!"

And so the bag was off and between his trembling hands.

Everyone stared. No one but the wailing bear made a peep.

One of the men finally broke the silence by whistling loud enough to break the spell before he burst out in a bout of laughter and pointed at Flugs face.

"Oh my God,he is fucking adorable, ha!"

Flug swallowed as he kept his golden eyes on the Commander, who couldn't look away from him either.

"N-now leave 505 alone." he demanded.

The Commander gave the bottle to the closest goon as he walked close to him. He raised a hand to grab a freckled cheek and squeeze. "Huh?"

Flug didn't make any sudden movement as that hand raised to grab his disheveled curly brown hair. He let the man be distracted with him if it meant he would stop.

As if enraptured with pulling the coils and watching them spring back up through his fingers, the Commander started to mumbled. "You are younger than I thought, Doctor.."

Flug ignored him as he looked at the bottle and then at 505. The bear was heaving as he laid on the far corner away from his dismembered arms, now only muscle and bone. His eyes hazy with new tears looking tired of fighting the inevitable. Fur matted and dirtied with his own blood and sweat.

Flugs stomach dropped at the sight of the extended leg that was affected. He had aimed under the knee cap, and it was deteriorating faster than the arm.

It didn't look like 505 would last any longer..

"Just let me work on him, and I won't run."

The hand around his hair stilled. Grey cold eyes snapped down at him.

Flug swallowed as he clenched his first to prepare himself for his next words.

"I-I will do anything,j-just let me heal 505."

The Commander hmmm'd in contemplation before grabbing a huge amount of hair and putting force to push Flug down.

Flug hissed in pain, trying to pull himself free.

"Kneel." he commanded.

There were small snickers around them as he was forced down onto his knees. He was forced to look up at the burly man who looked down at him with an unreadable look.

Blackhat growled in the background.

"Now," he smirked down at the younger man, "Pledge yourself to me Dr.Flug."

"Don't you FUCKING DARE FLUG!!" Blackhat roared in anger.

Flug stayed quiet as he stared at the Commander. The light fixtures behind him make it hard to see his face.

"FLUG!!" Blackhat growled, making him jump. He tried to turn to look at his boss, but the hand holding his hair pulled him back to face up.

His mouth quivered knowing what would happen if he did.

Pledging himself to anyone else other than his boss would null his soul binding contract with him and could possibly kill him.

The Commander cocked his head to the side as he waited patiently.

"I-I-I..."

The small, painful whine snapped his attention back to his bear. His eyes started to tear up at the sight of his creation - his son, his 505, slumped on the corner looking worse by the second. His little yellow flower seem to be paling and wilting as one by one the petals started to fall around his snout.

His son watched him with tired eyes and still tried to give a reasuring smile to his terrified father. He was still looking out for Flug while he himself slowly died.

"I p-pledge myself to you Commander-

"FLUG YOU IMBECILE!!!"

Demencia was taken out of her cage by her hair. The giant woman held her dangling in the air as the lizard mutant curses of pain were muffled.

The giant muscular woman holding her snickered. "Now by default she is ours to Blackie!"

They all hollered as she yanked harder, watching the mutant try to escape her. They stared with hungry eyes.

Blackhat trashed.

Flug kept his eyes down as his now ex-boss cursed him out until he was electrocuted. They kept laughing louder at the loud shriek. The elderitch snarled, trying to get back up, which seemed futile as they kept tasing him for entertainment.

"Aw look at him, it's like he cares AHAHA!"

Flug turned, only to be held up in the air by Gilligan once more. His hands seem to roam up under Flugs shirt.

"Take them to the quarters and drop the bear and the demon down to the basement together." The Commander shouted.

One of the scruffy men pushing Blackhats cage hollered at the demon.

"Who would have thought that the great Blackhat was such a dog! A bitch of a babe and a cute twink! Ha you wouldn't mind if we share'em do yah pal?"

The only response was a growl as he tried to move. Any success ended with him only getting electrocuted once more.

#paperhat #writing #villainous #my wips #i dont sleep #so this is something thats in my head but idk if i will put out the rest.

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