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-//Morning//-

It was a normal, sunny day. Elliot was on the register today as it was just Wednesday and there should be no rush, so Elli can take a break from the kitchen for today. He looked outside and smiled, the october wind was blowing softly outside, with a couple orange, yellow and a bit green leafs flying with it. The sun was out, and there were no clouds in sight.. Elliot would have happily taken a walk, or went to the park, or even to have a small day camping trip into the forest, but he has a job to do. His favourite job he loves and enjoys.

Elliot looked at the clock and then at the front door, he can take a small break for now as no way had entered for an hour now.. It made him have a bad feeling.. 

|Why was it so peaceful? Why was nothing happening? Why there were no hacker inside..?|

He had almost forgot about 007n7. This guy was the one of the three thing that could ruin Elliot's day. The other two being a huge rush of customers where everyone is being mad for their orders taking too long, and a very heavy rain when he is being a delivery driver. Elliot unlocked his phone and begin to scroll on it, just to pass time. This exploiter hadn't shown up for a week, and it was great. No destruction of the building, no oven exploding, no fires..

//He was running inside the pizzeria, trying to see if everyone had left the burning building. 007n7 was laughing and blowing up the ovens in the kitchen with the help of his hacking menu named C00lgui.. The fire was so hot, it felt like lava on his skin.. he never touched lave in his life, but it probably felt the same as those flames.. The piece of cloth he always had with himself wasn't helping with the thick smoke. The orange flame tongues were touching his exposed flesh, leaving red round, oval and just strange shaped marks, some even begin to form the small, and not so small round blisters. His long hair that is in a ponytail like usual has it's ends burned, it's a miracle that it hadn't set on fire already. He had checked everywhere he could, no one but him and maniacly laughing exploiter were inside.. “great..” Now, all he needs to do is leave. A few metres, just a few seconds of running and he will be outside.. Crash!! A piece of a ceiling had fallen in his way. And it had fallen onto his leg too! He tries to pull the piece up, even a bit to try and move, and tried to pull his leg out too.. nothing.. Nothing is working.. The hot tongues of the fire were getting bigger and redder each second, the smoke was becoming darker and darker. And he? He got more and more burns. Most of them on his arms, back and a bit of legs. It was hard to see, the black clouds were blocking the view completely.. he was starting to lose consciousness. The last thing he saw was a pair of legs next to his head.//

It was probably the worst evening Elliot had experience in his life. He almost threw and crushed his phone because of how inraged he was. He still had those burns, still remembered that evening even if it was two years ago. And this maniac had not stopped after that too, just made sure not to make it too deadly. When he woke up after that fire, he was in the hospital. No one knew who got him out, but Elliot knew. This hacker did. But it's not that important, what was important that it was a week of him not showing up, such a great thing Elli is happy about! It made the anger and hate go away almost fully.

Oh, a customer just entered. Looks like Elliot needs to get back to do his favourite job!!

-//Night//-

Elliot walked into his house, hands full of groceries. The house was a bit small, but it was for the good. No need for long cleanings, so Elliot had a bit more free time.. Clicking He had heard some clicking from the basement. Right, how could he forgotten. The reason why 007n7 wasn't showing up was not mercy or the guy getting tired of it all. It was because Elliot had knocked him out a week ago during one of his hacking sessions and locked up in the basement. And so n7 wouldn't escape, Elli had chained him up to a wall. Elliot smirks as he remembers it. He puts the stuff he bought into the fridge and the top cabinets. He needs to go and visit 007n7 first. After all, he doesn't want to make him starve.

Elliot opened the basement's door and pressed the switch, making the dim light run into a brighter one. There was he, a man Elliot hated, the man that tormented him for so long. Tied up to a wall with chains by the wrists.. one leg missing. A bloody chainsaw was laying in a corner, with one cut off limbs.. Elliot had fun cutting it off. Hearing n7 scream, cry and beg.. it was such a good feeling.. he will rewatch the video of it later as he had filmed it all. He unlocked the chains on his arms with a huge smirk. He made sure for n7 to not fall as his remaining leg was broken in multiple places. Elli enjoyed being the one that n7 relies on now. The man he is holding up is quiet, just small whimpers when his broken leg touches the ground. But he doesn't cares, he continues to carry him upstairs to the kitchen, as he preferred the plates staying at the kitchen, and only kitchen.

Elliot had given 007n7 a plate of spaghetti and went into the living room, to rewatch the video he made. He opens the video on the TV and hits play.

//Elliot shows up on the camera with a huge, feast smile on his face. He waves at the camera. Brass knuckles visible on his right hand.

- "Hi~ Hi~"

He giggles, in the way that only insane do. He walks a bit back, revealing unconscious 007n7, chained up to the concrete wall, with a couple boxes next to him. Both arms and legs chained up, with a few more rings to connect the chains too left. How fortunate Elliot was, just as he started recording n7 had woke up! What great news!

- "Well, well. What we got here~ Our dear Seven!"

He giggles again before moving closer to the man who now looked terrified. 

- "How cute, look who has the power now"

Elliot said before kicking n7 into the stomach with his leg. He had put those heavy and hard boots just for that, just so the hit would be more painful. Seven had yelped and tried to say something, but Elliot hit him in the face with brass knuckles, preventing him from saying even a single word.

- "I will make sure you won't forget it.."

He whispered before lovering n7's wrist chains and unlocking the leg ones. He hits 007n7 into the stomach again, making him slide down onto the slightly dusty floor. He probably should have cleaned it before that. Ugh, whatever, he can handle some flying dust. Elliot steps onto n7's left leg, hard. And then again, and again, and again before a **Crack!!* happened. He smirks higher before grabbing a hammer that he placed in the box near them. After that, he begin to hit 007's leg, hard and fast, until he hears another crack, and then another. Great. Now he can move on to the right leg.. He takes out an axe and a knife. He won't be using them to cut it off.. no, he will just make some cuts and will break a knee, on both legs. He turns the dull side of the axe and hits the left knee for a few times to make sure there was a break before doing the same to the right leg.

Elliot grabs the knife, the screams that 007n7 was making were such a music to his ears. Such a beautiful and perfect music that he will happily listen to all day long. He went down, where the ankles are. He turns the leg a bit, just enough for easy access to the Achilles tendon. He then makes a slow cut, a slow shaky cut. Just to make it as painful as possible. After five minutes of slow cutting, he cut the muscles and let go of the leg. His hands are already covered in blood, just like his pants and 007n7's pants. But it was what he enjoyed.. the screaming hadn't stopped..

- "Wow. You have such strong vocal cords n7"

He chuckles before grabbing the right leg and cutting the same muscle on the it as he had cut it on the left already. He should have probably had collected n7's blood, dor the future. When he had finished, he smirked at the masterpiece.. broken bones, and cut muscles.. so pretty.. Then, his eyes landed on the chainsaw in the corner before he smirked. He walked of camera and picked it up. Seven had begin to beg again, beg to not kill him, saying that he won't say a word and that usual stuff. Elliot stopped listening and checked the power of the weapon in his hands, it still had power. How great. He turns it on and takes a step closer, begging continued and started to be more desperate. Eliot was now infront of n7, he lowers the turned on chainsaw before it started to cut through the flesh of 007n7's leg. He wants to cut the bottom part first. So it's take a small while for the chainsaw to go through the broken knee cup as the blades are a bit dull. The blood was flying everywhere, some even hit the ceiling. The screams echoes loudly. How sad, it's probably so painful. Elliot pressed it further down, trying to fasten up the process. It just made more blood hit his face. It was taking longer than he thought it would, and Seven was loosing more blood than planned. So he will have to stick with just the bottom of the right leg cut off.//

The video had stopped. Sadly the camera was full by that point, so the ending wasn't recorded. Elliot stood up and turned the TV off as he went to the kitchen to check on 007n7. The guy was just sitting in the chair, waiting, the food was eaten. How great. Elliot then helps him up before dragging him to the bedroom to change the bandages and lay him down for sleep. He personally doesn't care that they sleep in the same bed. Knowing that his prisoner was still here and hadn't escaped was more important.. he will have to wake up early tomorrow to cook some breakfast for himself and n7 as there was nothing to eat.

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-//Morning. Two weeks ago .//-

007n7 stared at the ceiling, he was trying to fall asleep but his body just won't. He felt his eyelids close on their own as if they weighed twenty kilos, but even like that, with his body wanting the sweet realm of dreaming and rest, it still refused to let it's owner enter this realm. He sighs before slowly getting up, but even while being careful when he stood up, his vision went to black and his legs slightly gave up, making him almost stumble. He hold onto his bed just to not fall down, he grabs the glasses from the small table next to his bed and puts them on. n7 took a shaky breath as he got back up and begin to walk to the kitchen to make himself some coffee and maybe will fry some eggs with sausages..

After a few minutes of cooking in the kitchen his coffee was done, just like his two sunny side eggs and two pork sausages. He adds some salt to the egg before cutting a piece from the egg white and placing it in his mouth. In just three minutes his breakfast was finished.

-//Middle of the day//-

007n7 was walking around the block as he had finished a commission earlier and was just bored. Until he saw the building of Builder Brothers Pizza. He walked closer to the building to see if Elliot was working today, as the last time he checked the pizza boy wasn't there. His lips formed a huge grin as he saw Elliot walk to the back.

|So the pizza boy has a break right now? How great. Now it's something I can mess with|

He chuckle darkly before entering the building and opening his C00lgui and was about to blow up an oven in the kitchen as starting a fire can lead to Elli almost dying again, and he didn't wanted to kill anyone. But before 007n7 could press a button to start hacking, he felt sharp pain in the back of his head. His body goes weak and limp as it fell onto the ground. His vision went black immediately, he couldn't even see the feet of the person who hit him

-//Evening//-

007n7 opens his eyes and everything is blurry.. great, he is not in his glasses and can't see anything because of it..

|Where the fuck am I.. wait, is it Elli?! The person looks like Elliot, and sounds like him. So it's definitely him! But what's happening|

He tried to move his arm, to try and grab onto Elliot as his body was in huge pain. Only to realise that he was chained to a wall. He tried to speak up, to ask what's going on, why was Elliot saying those things, but before he could even say a single letter his stomach rose up in sharp pain. The kick make him scream. He felt as if his intestines were being thorned apart. When he tried to speak again, he felt cold metal and warm skin touch his face with force. It broke his nose and split his bottom lip, leaving the warm red liquid to pour down onto his lips, chin and then fall onto his shirt and floor as his face was down because of the impact. The metal and salty taste of his own blood in his mouth felt like an intruder, a thing that was not supposed to be there. He had tasted his pwn blood multiple times, so why this time it was like this..

Then he felt the chains on his wrists weaken a bit, before getting back to being extremely tight. His wrists were lowered now, not in the same position they were in before he woken up. It made his shoulders stiffen a bit as a jolt of pain went through his arm muscles due to being moved..

|.. oh fuck.. oh fuck.. this guy is trying to kill me! Or worse.. torture me before slowly killing! No, no, no, no, please no.. I don't want to die, I don't want to.. please.. wait.. my legs are being unlocked.. fuck, it won't help anything! I would just be left chained up anyway even like that!|

n7's thoughts were interrupted by another kick into the stomach. The pain rose up, blooming in those conditions as he slid down to the floor, that his ass had finally hit.. his legs were already hurting like he had spikes in them, so he didn't even needed this kick to get onto the floor. He breathed in some dust that was flying up because of his fall.. he wanted to beg, to beg for his life but it he could even say something, his left leg was stepped on.. It made him almost scream again, his leg bones are weak and his body in general is extremely sensitive, rising the pain hy 100%, so with just a few more hard and strong steps a loud cracking sound echoed though the room. A blood curling scream echoed not long after.. The feeling.. that feeling of multiple knives stabbing his flesh and going through the bone, again and again.. It continued before the first hammer hit landed.. It was even worse. He felt as if his legs were being crushed and thorned apart at the same time. The pain was burning, just like gis screams.

When it stopped 007n7 was already almost choking on tears that were falling from his eyes.

- "Elli-"

He was cut of by a dull side of an axe hitting his knee cup on the left leg. He screamed once again as the sharp pain rose to his brain, signaling that something was very fucking wrong as if n7 couldn't feel it already. The next few hits to his knee were a bit dulled thanks to the previous pain just seconds ago. But the hit to his unharmed right leg made him scream even louder than before.. how do his vocal cords even still function by this point.. When the pain stopped 007n7 just sobbed. He felt his leg being turned, but he couldn't see anything because of tears and having poor eyesight. Then he felt it, a slow, but painful cut. Screams and hisses escaped his lips once again. He knew what was being cut, atleast he thinks he knows.. it should be the Achilles tendon muscles, the one that can make it quiet hard to walk..

|Does Elliot really think I will be able to walk with all those fractures in my legs or what?!|

By the third minute of cutting n7 was once again just sobbing, not more screams. The same had went with his other leg too. He felt hopeless, completely full hopeless and powerless.. he heard Elliot comment on his vocal cords.. “Wow. You have such strong vocal cords n7” It was almost like an insult. He felt Elliot's eyes on himself, it was like he was admiringly his work.. He heard Elliot walk away somewhere, just for him to see something similar to the chainsaw as his tears were cleaning up a bit..

|No.. no.. no.. no.. no..|

- "Elli- Elliot please! I'm b- beging you.. Please!"

His begging was ignored as Elliot begin to walk closer and closer

- "Ple- please.. I- I don't want to die! Please! Elliot! Ple- Please! I won't tell a- Anyone! Please! I'm"

He was choking on tears and words.. he wants to live, he wants to fucking live.. But all that stopped at the sound of the chainsaw turning on

- "Please! Elliot, please! I beg! I don't want to die! Please!"

007n7 begin to sound desperate.. was he really gonna die here, in that room from the hands of a pizza guy? He stopped begging and closed his eyes. Even if it all be a blur, he doesn't want to see it at all not even a bit.. Then, instead of feeling pain in his chest, he flet it at his knee, right knee. The screaming begin once again as the chainsaw was slowly cutting through his leg.. the blades were dull and struggling, which made it even worse, as the time went up and pain? Pain won't go away. He wasn't sure what was the problem but he couldn't scream anymore. His vocal cords fully gave up. He was on the werdge of passion out again. But a hit to the face made that feeling go fully away. Elliot wanted his awake, and suffering. Soon the cut was finished, he heard his cut off leg being toasted somewhere else as Elliot stood up. The chainsaw went in the similar direction. He wasn't sure what was going on, while the blood loss was doing it's job and nade hin finally pass out..

-//Evening. The next day//-

007n7 woke up with pain in all of his body. His throat was burning, legs fully numb and limp but still hurting like hell.. then it hit him as he remembered what happened before he fallen unconscious.. He tries to sit up but two hands pull him back down

- "Stop moving. You will only do that when I will allow it.."

Elliot said coldly as he begin to held down 007n7. He whimpers as he felt the pain flare up again. He can't speak at all as his voice had disappeared because of all screaming that happened yesterday. He lets out a sob as he is forced to roll around to semi face Elliot as n7 can't really see at all, just blur and more blur because of tears of pain.. It was clearly done to create more pain..

-//Friday. Two weeks since the kidnapping//-

He was laying on the soft bed. He was looking up at the TV as Elliot was at work and he was left alone in the house, fully in the house. Not just the basement, but the house fully. He even has new glasses as he was forced to write which exact glasses he needed. His vocal cords still hadn't healed at all, maybe he had ripped them during that day, who knows. He glanced at the screen, just as his face was shown on the screen. He was officially missing, Elliot had to hide him in a blocked room for two days just so cops wouldn't find him.. He wasn't sure if Elliot just wanted to safe him to torture him again, or it was sick obsession.. n7 wasn't sure why he stayed here and not teleported during the time he was left alone.. it was probably what others call Stockholm syndrome.

He sighs and waits for the news to end so a show he was watching before would start again. He smiles a bit as the show started. Honestly, he kinda enjoyed being here as he finally got to sleep without a need for sedative and similar stuff. He heard the front door opening with quiet humming.. oh Elliot was already home? Looks like the pizzeria closed earlier today..

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★ Elli's POV ★

Elliot entered the house, smiling and humming a tune of a random song that had stuck in his head. He had a box with pizza in his arms. The management closed the pizzeria early as some aggressive drunks had created some trouble. The police was called to deal with it and everyone was allowed to go home early. As the pizzeria has a contract with a cleaning company so their employees would clean the building after other employees go home. Elli placed the box with the pizza onto the counter in the kitchen to take out a 1 liter carton of peach juice from the fridge so it would warm up. He smiles as he took steps to the bedroom as he wanted to see 007n7 right now as he missed him all day.

His smile switched to a grin as the news were playing. He was annoyed that n7 was shown on the news, even if he was considered missing there. He wants to fully keep n7, so only he would see him, only he would touch him.. only he would hit and hurt him.. Elliot shakes his head before walking over to the laying 007n7 and strokes his hair for a few seconds before walking to his wardrobe to change into a more home like clothes. In just a minute his uniform went into the washing machine, he had requested four days off and got them approved. It was good news for him, and slightly bad for n7..

Elliot went back into the kitchen as he heard the ruffling of the sheets on the bed. He hated how 7n7 would sit up by himself pr moved too much, as he wanted to be the one being in control of the pain he feels. But for now he will ignore it. He places the pizza into a plate so the box wouldn't touch the bed as Elli didn't wanted any grease on it. He pours the juice into two cups and grabs a few napkins. He was a bit of a clean freak when it was about the part of the house other people could see. He first grabs the cups and napkins and carries to the small table in the room before moving it to the bed and then went to grab the plate with the pizza.

- "Sorry Seven, don't really want to cook dinner today. You won't mind pizza tonight?"

It wasn't like Elliot thought that n7 cared too much, he just wanted to get any kind of response from him. When he got a small nod he felt a small amount of warmth inside himself. He places the plate onto the table, got onto the bed and pulled 007n7 close, so the other man would sit on his lap. He hugged him tights, trying to hurt as the bruises on his torso were never allowed to heal, and the breaks in his legs were still healing. Elliot rests his head on n7's shoulder before glancing up. The criminal investigation show that n7 was watching had finally started playing again..

|Finally those stupid news are over.. They are so annoying broadcasting that HE is missing every night. So annoying..|

Elliot's thoughts were interrupted by the whimpering

|Aw.. Seven is hurt.. so cute.. he looks much better when he's in pain, not so annoying and ugly..|

Elliot knew that the last word he thought was a lie, 007n7 is kinda pretty, he just hates him so much that he finds him ugly. But inflicting pain to him, makes him prettier for him. It was weird at first. He found it weird that he begin to like n7 when he saw that pain, when he saw him cry.. when he heard him beg, choke and whimper.. it was so fucking attractive for him.. he enjoyed hurting n7.. he enjoyed it so much.. if only he was just a bit stronger he would have loved to break a rib or two.. oh yeah, he has forgot that small fact. 007n7 has weak bones, so if Elliot will try hard enough, he might break some ribs. He smiled as he remembered it and tightened his grip a bit

He felt n7 pick up a slice of pizza and taking a bite. It was the cheese pizza with a cheese crust. Elliot knew that 7n7 loved pepperoni pizza more, but he wouldn't complain as his vocal cords were definitely ripped because of the stuff he did two weeks ago. Elli unwrapped one hand and grabbed a slice of pizza himself. He takes a bite and looks at the other man just to see him make a small frown because of the pain, but he was pretty focused on that show he liked.

|Wow, he really likes it isn't he? Kinda cute honestly..|

Elliot smiled a bit. It seems like tonight is being a little date, painful but a bit cute date.

-//Tomorrow//-

★ 007n7's POV ★

n7 woke up from being squeezed extremely tightly.. Elliot preferred to wake him up like that, with pain and cuddles.. he hugs him back, just to let him know that he is awake, and the squeezing can stop now. But it doesn't stop, he looks up as his head was laying kinda on Elli's shoulder. He was met with his calm face, that then turned into a smile as they were so close in height that he just leaned closer and kissed him on the lips, biting it down. Now the squeezing had softened, n7 closed his eyes and let him kiss him, and even parts his lips when he's told to, so he could deepen the kiss. He felt Elliot's tongue explore his mouth, it wasn't the first kiss they had, but it still felt like one. He opens his eyes just to see a sweet and satisfied smile.. was Elliot becoming the sweet pizza boy again.. probably not.. it's probably just an act, or he was just pleased with how kuch power he had.. n7 didn't really cared too much. He wanted to ask some questions, but no sound would come out from his throat..

|Annoying.. so annoying.. I want to speak, to scream.. But no, this stupid body can't even speak properly now.. Ugh.. will have to write it on later..|

He sighs before burring his face in Elliot's shoulder. He wanted a bit more sleep, and he had took off time off to spend more time with him, so here it is.. this more time..

★ Elliot POV ★

Elliot chuckles at 007n7 doing it. It was cute, and gave him more surface to work with. His arm moves up, until his hand can grip the neck

- "if you will almost die, hit or bite me.."

He whispered as he begin to choke n7. He wanted to make his lungs burn for more oxygen, for him to feel more powerless, to take more control. He only told that to him just to not accidentally kill him, he wants him alive.. alive, and in his house. Under his control.. After five minutes of choking 007n7 he stopped, grin on his face

- "I will go cook us some breakfast, can't have you starve. It's not good for your health."

Elliot chuckles at the last word. It's not like what he had done to n7 was even good for his health, but acting like he cared was something he wanted to do.