Five slowly opens his eyes when Klaus doesn't start cutting again, when the only pain he feels is what's already been inflicted. Pain that should be a lot worse than it is. Pain that will likely get much worse before it gets better. Eventually he'll slip out from under his drug-induced haze. Eventually there'll be nothing separating him from the gashes on his back or the marks on his leg. He hates himself for wanting to live in this haze until the pain reaches a more manageable level. He hates himself for wanting to extend this feeling when he didn't want it in the first place. It feels weak but he's feeling desperate.
"No, Klaus. Don't keep going. Please stop." Maybe he hasn't been reacting enough for the demons. Maybe they don't think he's in enough pain to be satisfied with Klaus' torture efforts. Maybe they don't think he's been suffering enough (he's shaking from the pain, fresh blood is continuously running down his back and his leg. He's suffering). It's not just a show for them though. It's a real plea to his brother. He wants this to stop.
But if Klaus stops now, Five dies. A grim situation becomes even more grim. Five is still ready to die for Klaus (nothing has changed since he said that) and at this point, he isn't exactly unready to die for himself too, but dying now accomplishes nothing. Klaus doesn't get to get out of torturing his brother. It's already happened. It's still happening. Five dying would only save them from going even further down a road they've already been forced down. Five hangs his head when Klaus walks away from him. Maybe he is done. Has Klaus decided that the emotional trauma of his brother's death will be better than that of torturing him and watching him suffer?
Okay. Goodbye Klaus. And in case he doesn't come back like Vanya said the dead here too, tell her goodbye for him as well.
"I'm sorry Klaus. I couldn't figure this out." And now he's going to die for it, and Klaus is going to suffer the emotional consequences of the entire ordeal. Five is going to die, but he gets to escape what's happening to him. If he doesn't come back, it's over. He doesn't have to suffer anymore. If he comes back, he'll have to deal with the aftermath of what's happening here, but he still gets to escape the rest of what's to come. Klaus, though, he doesn't get that luxury (like any of this could be considered anything even approaching a luxury). Klaus will have tortured his brother and then watched him die because he decided he was done.
But then it doesn't happen. There's no more hooks in his back, he's not being pulled apart. There's no declaration of failure from the demons or retreating footsteps from Klaus. Five lifts his head to see that all Klaus did was trade in the scalpel for something else. He doesn't even try to hide the whimper that escapes him. What's the point? Attempting to put up a tough front will help no one in the end.
Five closes his eyes again and slowly nods his head when Klaus mouths his apology. He knows. He knows Klaus is sorry. It doesn't exactly help him with what's to come, but he gets it. He flinches each time Klaus places a new electrical node, expecting pain where he knows there won't be any. Of course it's not just pain but fear. He's afraid of his brother touching him and what fresh pain it'll bring. He's afraid of what's still to come. What an awful feeling. Five is the one who's to be feared, not the one who is supposed to be afraid.
When Klaus turns the dial, Five waits. Klaus may feel that it's too quick, but Five feels like it takes far too long as he braces for it, anticipates it. But it still takes him by surprise when the electricity hits and he cries out as every muscle in his body tenses up. Suddenly the wait didn't seem too long. Suddenly it feels like it hit far too quickly.
His muscles ache, the electrical current making it impossible for them to relax. He wants to ask Klaus to stop, wants to beg him to stop but he can't. He can't form words, can't even think of what words he would use to convey what he wants to his brother. Fuckfuckfuck please stop. Please stop. He's so tired, he just wants this to stop. He's in pain (the hooks focusing electricity into the open wounds on his back is its own special kind of torture), he just wants this to stop. The drugs aren't doing enough. Shoot him up with something else, fuck him up, make him feel nothing ('No, that's weak. You're not weak.'). Turn up the electricity until he passes out. Something.
It felt like it took forever to start but now it already feels like it'll never end.
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"No, Klaus. Don't keep going. Please stop." Maybe he hasn't been reacting enough for the demons. Maybe they don't think he's in enough pain to be satisfied with Klaus' torture efforts. Maybe they don't think he's been suffering enough (he's shaking from the pain, fresh blood is continuously running down his back and his leg. He's suffering). It's not just a show for them though. It's a real plea to his brother. He wants this to stop.
But if Klaus stops now, Five dies. A grim situation becomes even more grim. Five is still ready to die for Klaus (nothing has changed since he said that) and at this point, he isn't exactly unready to die for himself too, but dying now accomplishes nothing. Klaus doesn't get to get out of torturing his brother. It's already happened. It's still happening. Five dying would only save them from going even further down a road they've already been forced down. Five hangs his head when Klaus walks away from him. Maybe he is done. Has Klaus decided that the emotional trauma of his brother's death will be better than that of torturing him and watching him suffer?
Okay. Goodbye Klaus. And in case he doesn't come back like Vanya said the dead here too, tell her goodbye for him as well.
"I'm sorry Klaus. I couldn't figure this out." And now he's going to die for it, and Klaus is going to suffer the emotional consequences of the entire ordeal. Five is going to die, but he gets to escape what's happening to him. If he doesn't come back, it's over. He doesn't have to suffer anymore. If he comes back, he'll have to deal with the aftermath of what's happening here, but he still gets to escape the rest of what's to come. Klaus, though, he doesn't get that luxury (like any of this could be considered anything even approaching a luxury). Klaus will have tortured his brother and then watched him die because he decided he was done.
But then it doesn't happen. There's no more hooks in his back, he's not being pulled apart. There's no declaration of failure from the demons or retreating footsteps from Klaus. Five lifts his head to see that all Klaus did was trade in the scalpel for something else. He doesn't even try to hide the whimper that escapes him. What's the point? Attempting to put up a tough front will help no one in the end.
Five closes his eyes again and slowly nods his head when Klaus mouths his apology. He knows. He knows Klaus is sorry. It doesn't exactly help him with what's to come, but he gets it. He flinches each time Klaus places a new electrical node, expecting pain where he knows there won't be any. Of course it's not just pain but fear. He's afraid of his brother touching him and what fresh pain it'll bring. He's afraid of what's still to come. What an awful feeling. Five is the one who's to be feared, not the one who is supposed to be afraid.
When Klaus turns the dial, Five waits. Klaus may feel that it's too quick, but Five feels like it takes far too long as he braces for it, anticipates it. But it still takes him by surprise when the electricity hits and he cries out as every muscle in his body tenses up. Suddenly the wait didn't seem too long. Suddenly it feels like it hit far too quickly.
His muscles ache, the electrical current making it impossible for them to relax. He wants to ask Klaus to stop, wants to beg him to stop but he can't. He can't form words, can't even think of what words he would use to convey what he wants to his brother. Fuckfuckfuck please stop. Please stop. He's so tired, he just wants this to stop. He's in pain (the hooks focusing electricity into the open wounds on his back is its own special kind of torture), he just wants this to stop. The drugs aren't doing enough. Shoot him up with something else, fuck him up, make him feel nothing ('No, that's weak. You're not weak.'). Turn up the electricity until he passes out. Something.
It felt like it took forever to start but now it already feels like it'll never end.