Mirrors (Jesskas) (Torture)

Jesse's PoV

"How many times do I have to tell you to clean up after you're done with a murder Jess?" Jesse sighed to his sister as she smirked. "Why? It gives our prisoner a better feel of the place with the blood everywhere."

Jesse rolled his eyes. "Okay, but just be more careful next time, sis. You almost got caught when you were dragging Petra here. I had to save your sorry ass even though I'm younger than you."

"Shut up. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't have started this." Jess flipped her hair and smirked wider. The two of them were currently lounging in their basement, cleaning up their metallic equipment and scrubbing the blood off the walls. Normal.

"Who's next on the list anyway?" Jess asked. Jesse glanced over at the piece of paper, which was taped to the wall. Jesse smiled and picked up his trusty penknife. "Let's go pay our dear blonde friend a little visit shall we?"

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Jesse slammed the door closed behind him, making Jess protest. She wanted to join him in the fun but heck, she can't have all the fun could she? Jesse walked around Lukas's unconscious body and tried to think of a way to torture him.

They've already tried burning Petra alive (which proved rather messy but it was so worth it), ripping Olivia's limbs apart and even cutting off Axel's head. All of which, was super messy, much to Jesse's disappointment. He hated cleaning up after himself.

Why not... Jesse looked up at the ceiling, smiling as a plan formed in his head. A different type of torture? Something which didn't involve mess?

Jesse walked around the room and closed all the drainage pipes and setting a timer on a clock. The same one Jess had used on Petra. To be honest, it was a brilliant idea! Burning her alive? Well... that was original.

But Jesse had to up his game if he wanted to beat Jess. That was the point of all this. To beat each other in their own little games of torture. (A/N, AidenTheAuthor i totally didn't make a reference to your book. definitely not) Jesse finally closed the last hatch and waited for Lukas to wake up.

There was a small bump on the back of the blonde's head, where Jesse had whacked him with a stick to make him fall unconscious. But in the meantime... he walked over to the table where Jesse kept all this torture devices and picked up a butcher's knife.

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Lukas's PoV

Lukas jolted awake when he felt the ground shake beneath him. What... where was he? He opened his eyes a little to see bright light in front of him. He blinked and hoped that his vision would focus. A shadow passed over him, making him blink even more. "J-Jesse?" he murmured.

"Finally. You're awake!" Jesse's face came into view as Lukas looked around, trying to get his bearings. He was in a room, surrounded with mirrors. The air felt suffocating, and Lukas had trouble breathing. "W-where am I?" he managed to say as Jesse walked over to him again.

"Where.." he tried to move his arms and he found that they were wrapped with barbed wire. Some of the pricks were already embedded in his arms so all Lukas could feel was nails digging into his sore wrists. "What's going on?" he asked his friend as the brown haired boy circled around, as if thinking.

"You know Lukas... you always striked me as the clever one. Tell me. Where do you think you are?"

Lukas swallowed and winced, his throat feeling extremely raw. "I-I... you. The disappearances. Was it all you? Petra? Olivia?" Lukas started to panic, making the wires draw blood from his wrists. Jesse smiled at him. "Yes, and no. I killed Petra, but my sister? Well... she's more bloodthirsty so Olivia and Axel had to go."

Lukas bit his lip. "P-please let me go." he said quietly, his voice trembling with fear. Jesse started to laugh. "I let you go? After I practically admitted that I've been killing people? I don't think so. But first. I need to do something." Jesse picked up a hammer.

"It's something Jess and I always do. To pin you guys down. So don't blame me, okay?" he whispered, placing a nail on Lukas's palm. Lukas didn't even have time to prepare himself when Jesse drove the nail right into it.

Lucky for Lukas, the pain acted as an adrenaline rush, immediately masking all the pain. But that didn't stop him from screaming out loud through his clenched teeth. "You'll get used to it, honey." Lukas heard Jesse say gently as  he walked to the other side to pin down Lukas's other palm.

Lukas felt the pain slowly start to disappear as he got used to it, just as Jesse had said. "But it's not over yet. So don't relax." He heard Jesse say softly as Lukas waited for what was next.

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Jesse's PoV

It was so fun to see Lukas watching him with terrified silence. Jesse hummed a song as he picked up a knife, made especially for skinning animals's flesh. Well, this would have to do. Jesse turned around and headed back to Lukas, who was still watching him.

His palms were covered with so much blood, Jesse couldn't see his actual skin anymore. Just like how he liked it. "Now don't move or this will be even more painful. Okay?" Jesse said sweetly and without even waiting for Lukas's reply, he drove the knife straight into Lukas's chest.

The other boy gasped, instinctively reaching up to grab the knife but he forgot that his hands were nailed down.  Lukas clenched his teeth and Jesse watched amusingly as he pulled out the sharp blade. "Don't worry. You won't die. You'll just suffer so much pain..." Jesse told Lukas as he struggled to breathe.

Jesse proceeded to cut Lukas's throat, leaving lines deep enough to draw blood, but not enough to kill him. He had a much better plan than just blood. "Are you done? Because I'm a little impressed that you haven't screamed yet." Jesse admitted, cutting lines all across Lukas's body and tearing his shirt.

"I'm done.. I'm done.." Lukas managed to say as Jesse pressed the knife down onto Lukas's throat, draw even more blood. "Really?" he smiled. Lukas modded profusely. Jesse smiled and let him take a deep breath.

There was blood everywhere. From his palms and his chest. And not to mention the many lines everywhere on the blue eyed boy's body.

"Well honey..." Jesse ran a hand through the blonde hair. "I've got a little deal with you. What do you say?" Jesse asked.

Lukas looked up at him. "W-what- deal?" he choked out.

Jesse sat on the metal table and spun the knife around. "If you manage to escape this room... I'll take you to the hospital and let them patch you up. Or you can just stay here and rot forever. Because I'll leave you here and torture you every single day." Jesse started to smile wider.

Lukas stared at him with terrified eyes. "I'll escape... please. Just let me go." he whimpered. Jesse got off the table with a little hop. "Well! That's good to hear. Now you have one minute before this room completely fills up or else it's goodbye to you."

"What?"

"58 seconds." With that, Jesse left the room and flicked a switch on the wall. He watched with a small smile as water started to pour from the ceiling and start to fill the room. But to his surprise, Lukas managed to free himself from the nails and fall off the table, clutching a bleeding hand on the wound on his chest.

Jesse watched as Lukas pounded on the door, but to his relief, Lukas gave up once the water started to reach his knees. It was so much fun just watching Lukas wander around, looking for an opening in the room. "Jesse! Please! LET ME GO!" he started to hit the mirrors.

Jesse sat on a table, watching Lukas as he looked around the room. Then he turned back to the mirror again, pressing against them with all his might. When that didn't work, Lukas made a fist and started to hit them. Over and over again, with tears pouring out of his eyes and falling into the water, which was already at his waist.

And they started to crack.

One by one, the glass broke and fell onto the floor. Lukas has one bloody hand on the mirror, which was starting to smear everywhere across the smooth surface.

Another crack.

Jesse bit his lip as Lukas pounded at the glass, determination in his eyes as he desperately tried to escape to room, which was still filling up with water.

Finally, Lukas took a deep breath and stayed underwater once the room filled up completely, but Lukas still did not give up and he kept hitting his bloody fist against the mirror.

And the mirror shattered into a thousand pieces.

Lukas gasped as he fell through the opening, cutting himself with the many shards. He coughed and choked on the water, still clutching his bleeding wounds. Lukas looked up to see Jesse, with burning hatred in his eyes.

"You're not allowed to leave unless I say so." with that, Jesse pointed a gun at Lukas's head and fired.

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