Chapter 6: Adrenaline Rush
Six months later
In a dimly lit space that only had a single string light as a source of brightness, there were four men in the room, one was trapped on a chair with electric wires wrapped around him as blood dripped from his body, staining his clothes.
Beside him is a small steel basin stained with blood with cut fingers in it. In front of him was a man whose aura was just as dark as the room. He wore a plain expression as he stared down at the man whom he'd been torturing. At his back were his two men.
"What I'm asking you is quite easy and all you have to answer is a 'yes' or a 'no,'" said the man, his tone chilly as his jaw tightened from anger as he played with the scalpel in his hand. "Were you part of the people that raped the orphan girls? The question is quite easy but you seem to be enjoying this so much." He sighed.
The man who was being spoken to could only shiver with fear. He had witnessed Xavier murder his colleagues right in front of him and he was sure that if he didn't say what he wanted to hear, he would be six feet under soon.
"You only have 6 fingers left," Xavier reminded as he toyed with the scalpel, getting his fingers ready to cut through some bone. "If you don't start talking now, they will be all gone. And then..." he drawled, flipping the scalpel and catching it before he continued, "Your toes will be next."
But the criminal was too shaken up to speak, which was Xavier's go signal.
Without wasting any more time, Xavier grabbed the thumb of the criminal and set it right at the table where he'd cut his 4 other fingers.
"P-please," the criminal pleaded as he tried to pull away but unfortunately for him, Xavier meant business.