The Prince Bride
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The Pit of Despair
Disclaimer: Neither DBZVelena or ShenLong own in any way, shape, form or matter any rights to the Movie/Book "The Princess Bride" All rights remain with Act III Communications and William Goldman, the appropriate copyright owners. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made here. This fic, "The Prince Bride" is based on this movie/book but with several twists and Yaoi content. This fic also contains many direct quotes and scenes from the movie/book.
Rating: Since both stories are rated PG.-13 and this fic is based on them. Most of the fic will be PG.-13. However be careful to check individual chapters to be sure. (ShenLong might add a lemon, you never know...)
Warnings: Violence, romance, lime, fluff, cheesy-ness, and lots more.
Pairings: Lots! *snicker*
Authors note: DBZVelena: Ok, I know its been a long time. But I have a job now. So that eats a lot of my time. But don't worry, here is chapter 14, we'll finish this story if it kills me.
(And those angry Otaku at my door prob will if we don't get a move on.)
ShenLong: If it kills you? *snicker* What about me? *grin* I'm the one chained to the keyboard! *hastily starts typing while being threatened* Meeep....
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The Prince Bride
Chapter 14 "The Pit of Despair"
The door to the darkened area opened with a creak, shuffling footsteps could be heard and then a small bent gray figure of a man came into the light of the many candles. He had long grayish hair, what looked like goggles for eyes and a metal claw replaced one hand. His other hand balanced a tray containing some bread and water on it which wobbled slightly as he made his way down the stairs, guided by the flickering light of the candles that adorned most of the space, a sinister smile playing across his face.
The room was dark where the candlelight refused to penetrate, many torture devices were scattered around putting the dungeon area of Madame Tussaud's to shame. Over to one side there were others that were still in the processes of being invented. In the place of pride however stood a large contraption, it exuded an aura of sheer evilness and looked like something from a science fiction novel. Well a science fiction novel for that era anyway not that it would give you the willies compared to some of the things around today but for this particular time line it was pretty impressive, but I digress....
The weird looking man shuffled down the many steps to the floor of the cavernous room. He approached one of the torture tables where our knocked out hero... I mean Duo lay unconscious.
The man picked up a cloth from a bowl of water and wrung it out. His eyes ran over the form of the slender youth strapped to the table. The young man was bare from the waist up, and the goggle eyes began to fog slightly. With a shaking claw he began to clean up the wounds on the youth's upper arm, stopping from time to time to wipe the steam from his goggle eyes. As he dabbed at the wound he couldn't resist tracing his hand over the soft creamy flesh of the man's torso, brushing lightly over a nipple.
Duo moaned softly with the touch and slowly returned to the conscious state. He had a whopping headache and a fire beginning to burn in his groin from the soft touches to his chest. He cracked his eyes open and peeked out between his lashes in an attempt to see where he was without giving away the fact that he was now awake.
The weird man spoke. "You can stop pretending, I know you're awake."
Duo blinked his eyes open wide and tried to look around. He couldn't move much, owing
that to his bound state and as his mind registered that fact he also felt a twinge of sadness that Heero wasn't here with him to enjoy the art of bondage. He stared at the wrinkled excuse for a human being that was *touching* him and shuddered, the fire that had been building suddenly snuffed out as if doused with a bucket of icy water. "Well at least I'm not dead.... yet." he mused.
Finally satisfied that he wasn't going to see any more of the room he was in and that 'wrinkles' wasn't going to be able to remove anymore of his clothing he turned to stare at the man.... and promptly had to quell the urge to vomit. Stomach back under control he spoke. "Where the hell am I?"
The part machine, part man grinned, an evil wicked grin that was made worse by the fact that he had several teeth missing and the remainder didn't look like they would be hanging around for much longer either. The reason why became obvious when the evil one opened his mouth to speak and Duo smelt the rancid breath of the thing. Why the hell did they need all these torture devices when all they had to do was get this.. this creature to breath on the victim was beyond Duo's comprehension. Shit! if he had to endure much more of this rotten breath he would be spilling his guts just to be able to get a decent breath of air!
"You're in the Pit of Despair." the metal infused one said. "Yes I know you have been through the canyon of Despair already but you can't blame me for the name. If I had been asked I would have called it something like the Pit of Doom or Cave of the Hopeless or Downtown Perth or something equally as horrible. The general however insisted on putting it to the public vote and so the Pit of Despair it is, mind you I'm sure he managed to swing the vote somehow but I can't prove it. He said it had something to do with staying true to the story or whatever. Anyways it's all really a moot point. I'm only in this for the torture."
"You're a sadistic bastard aren't you?" Duo muttered as he tested the bindings. If he was going to be involved in a little S & M he would rather it not be with this creepy guy.
The metal maniac drew closer.... "I never did forgive you for what you did to my perfect experiment. You have any idea how much time and effort was involved in training the perfect soldier only to have you come along and jump him?"
Duo shook his head, a questionable look on his face as his eyebrows knitted together trying to figure out if this creep had a brain or more metal cogs inside that skull. He coughed and muttered something that sounded rather like... "Script!"
The metallic marvel reached for the cloth and began to wash the wounds again. "I guess you're probably wondering why I'm cleaning your wounds right?"
Duo just blinked.
"The General insists that all his victims be healthy for their demise. Oh, and don't bother trying to escape. Nobody knows where this place is except for the General, the Princess and myself but only the General and I come down here. The Princess doesn't usually bother, she thinks it's beneath her to watch those she has sent here die, something about decorum I think. I really don't give a shit, I'm only in it for the sadism."
"So I am to remain here until I die?"
"That's about the size of it pretty boy." the tin tormentor replied with a wide grin and burst of rancid breath. "You're here until I kill you."
Duo sighed. He really needed a holiday. Tahiti sounded nice. he looked again at his captor. "So I am to be tortured then? I can handle torture."
The mad man smirked and shook his head.
"You don't believe me when I say that?" Duo spluttered as he tried to force clean air into his lungs and coax his olfactory system back from his boots.
"Well you did survive the fire swamp so you have to be brave, but nobody has survived the machine." The metallic man waved his claw in the direction of an innocent looking table that was next to Duo.
Duo stared as best he could at the contraption and swallowed hard. Maybe the rancid breath wasn't so bad after all.
The man / machine moved away to the tray of bread and water and began to eat his lunch.
~ * ~
~ ~ ~ Meanwhile ~
Prince Heero wandered aimlessly around the castle hallways. While he was happy in the knowledge that he had saved his true love's life he simply missed him so much that it hurt. He began to pine away, his mind unable to focus on anything else other than Duo's beautiful face, his sweet lips, gorgeous eyes, firm toned chest, nice tight buttocks, elegant legs and perfect package. "He must be far away by now, set sail for some distant port, probably thinking I didn't love him as much as I said I did." Heero thought sadly.
The more Heero thought about it the more depressed he became and the more aimlessly he wandered. Even the rides upon his favorite stallion Wing failed to give him any comfort, it only served to remind him of how he had found his long lost love, only to lose him once more.
As Heero wandered so he passed Princess Relena and General Treize in one of the many corridors, so caught up in his misery was he that he failed to notice their presence.
Princess Relena watched as Heero wandered past. "He's been like that ever since we rescued him from that evil perverted pirate at the fire swamp. I hope he isn't suffering from some awful transmitted disease. I mean that pirate wasn't exactly the most *normal* of people with his evil ways and who knows what he did to my Heero while out there." Relena wiped a hand over her brow in mock swoon.
"He could be suffering from Stockholm syndrome." Treize offered helpfully.
"Oh god I hope not! The psychiatric bill would be more than the cost of the entire wedding!" Princess Relena scowled.
Treize sighed and tried a different tack. "I'm sure he is just worried about your fathers failing health." he offered.
Princess Relena suddenly brightened. "Yes, I'm sure that must be it. I mean what would my Heero see in such a low life scum bag of a pirate anyway when he has me?" Relena beamed. "I'm sure he will get better and snap out of this moronic state once the old coot kicks it.... I mean pops his clogs... errr... dies that is." Relena flounced off down the hall way.
Treize winced at the words and watched her leave. The Princess could be very rude at times. "More like all the time and naive to a fault." he added under his breath before following the fickle creature.
~ oOo ~
TBC...
Rating: Since both stories are rated PG.-13 and this fic is based on them. Most of the fic will be PG.-13. However be careful to check individual chapters to be sure. (ShenLong might add a lemon, you never know...)
Warnings: Violence, romance, lime, fluff, cheesy-ness, and lots more.
Pairings: Lots! *snicker*
Authors note: DBZVelena: Ok, I know its been a long time. But I have a job now. So that eats a lot of my time. But don't worry, here is chapter 14, we'll finish this story if it kills me.
(And those angry Otaku at my door prob will if we don't get a move on.)
ShenLong: If it kills you? *snicker* What about me? *grin* I'm the one chained to the keyboard! *hastily starts typing while being threatened* Meeep....
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The Prince Bride
Chapter 14 "The Pit of Despair"
The door to the darkened area opened with a creak, shuffling footsteps could be heard and then a small bent gray figure of a man came into the light of the many candles. He had long grayish hair, what looked like goggles for eyes and a metal claw replaced one hand. His other hand balanced a tray containing some bread and water on it which wobbled slightly as he made his way down the stairs, guided by the flickering light of the candles that adorned most of the space, a sinister smile playing across his face.
The room was dark where the candlelight refused to penetrate, many torture devices were scattered around putting the dungeon area of Madame Tussaud's to shame. Over to one side there were others that were still in the processes of being invented. In the place of pride however stood a large contraption, it exuded an aura of sheer evilness and looked like something from a science fiction novel. Well a science fiction novel for that era anyway not that it would give you the willies compared to some of the things around today but for this particular time line it was pretty impressive, but I digress....
The weird looking man shuffled down the many steps to the floor of the cavernous room. He approached one of the torture tables where our knocked out hero... I mean Duo lay unconscious.
The man picked up a cloth from a bowl of water and wrung it out. His eyes ran over the form of the slender youth strapped to the table. The young man was bare from the waist up, and the goggle eyes began to fog slightly. With a shaking claw he began to clean up the wounds on the youth's upper arm, stopping from time to time to wipe the steam from his goggle eyes. As he dabbed at the wound he couldn't resist tracing his hand over the soft creamy flesh of the man's torso, brushing lightly over a nipple.
Duo moaned softly with the touch and slowly returned to the conscious state. He had a whopping headache and a fire beginning to burn in his groin from the soft touches to his chest. He cracked his eyes open and peeked out between his lashes in an attempt to see where he was without giving away the fact that he was now awake.
The weird man spoke. "You can stop pretending, I know you're awake."
Duo blinked his eyes open wide and tried to look around. He couldn't move much, owing
that to his bound state and as his mind registered that fact he also felt a twinge of sadness that Heero wasn't here with him to enjoy the art of bondage. He stared at the wrinkled excuse for a human being that was *touching* him and shuddered, the fire that had been building suddenly snuffed out as if doused with a bucket of icy water. "Well at least I'm not dead.... yet." he mused.
Finally satisfied that he wasn't going to see any more of the room he was in and that 'wrinkles' wasn't going to be able to remove anymore of his clothing he turned to stare at the man.... and promptly had to quell the urge to vomit. Stomach back under control he spoke. "Where the hell am I?"
The part machine, part man grinned, an evil wicked grin that was made worse by the fact that he had several teeth missing and the remainder didn't look like they would be hanging around for much longer either. The reason why became obvious when the evil one opened his mouth to speak and Duo smelt the rancid breath of the thing. Why the hell did they need all these torture devices when all they had to do was get this.. this creature to breath on the victim was beyond Duo's comprehension. Shit! if he had to endure much more of this rotten breath he would be spilling his guts just to be able to get a decent breath of air!
"You're in the Pit of Despair." the metal infused one said. "Yes I know you have been through the canyon of Despair already but you can't blame me for the name. If I had been asked I would have called it something like the Pit of Doom or Cave of the Hopeless or Downtown Perth or something equally as horrible. The general however insisted on putting it to the public vote and so the Pit of Despair it is, mind you I'm sure he managed to swing the vote somehow but I can't prove it. He said it had something to do with staying true to the story or whatever. Anyways it's all really a moot point. I'm only in this for the torture."
"You're a sadistic bastard aren't you?" Duo muttered as he tested the bindings. If he was going to be involved in a little S & M he would rather it not be with this creepy guy.
The metal maniac drew closer.... "I never did forgive you for what you did to my perfect experiment. You have any idea how much time and effort was involved in training the perfect soldier only to have you come along and jump him?"
Duo shook his head, a questionable look on his face as his eyebrows knitted together trying to figure out if this creep had a brain or more metal cogs inside that skull. He coughed and muttered something that sounded rather like... "Script!"
The metallic marvel reached for the cloth and began to wash the wounds again. "I guess you're probably wondering why I'm cleaning your wounds right?"
Duo just blinked.
"The General insists that all his victims be healthy for their demise. Oh, and don't bother trying to escape. Nobody knows where this place is except for the General, the Princess and myself but only the General and I come down here. The Princess doesn't usually bother, she thinks it's beneath her to watch those she has sent here die, something about decorum I think. I really don't give a shit, I'm only in it for the sadism."
"So I am to remain here until I die?"
"That's about the size of it pretty boy." the tin tormentor replied with a wide grin and burst of rancid breath. "You're here until I kill you."
Duo sighed. He really needed a holiday. Tahiti sounded nice. he looked again at his captor. "So I am to be tortured then? I can handle torture."
The mad man smirked and shook his head.
"You don't believe me when I say that?" Duo spluttered as he tried to force clean air into his lungs and coax his olfactory system back from his boots.
"Well you did survive the fire swamp so you have to be brave, but nobody has survived the machine." The metallic man waved his claw in the direction of an innocent looking table that was next to Duo.
Duo stared as best he could at the contraption and swallowed hard. Maybe the rancid breath wasn't so bad after all.
The man / machine moved away to the tray of bread and water and began to eat his lunch.
~ * ~
~ ~ ~ Meanwhile ~
Prince Heero wandered aimlessly around the castle hallways. While he was happy in the knowledge that he had saved his true love's life he simply missed him so much that it hurt. He began to pine away, his mind unable to focus on anything else other than Duo's beautiful face, his sweet lips, gorgeous eyes, firm toned chest, nice tight buttocks, elegant legs and perfect package. "He must be far away by now, set sail for some distant port, probably thinking I didn't love him as much as I said I did." Heero thought sadly.
The more Heero thought about it the more depressed he became and the more aimlessly he wandered. Even the rides upon his favorite stallion Wing failed to give him any comfort, it only served to remind him of how he had found his long lost love, only to lose him once more.
As Heero wandered so he passed Princess Relena and General Treize in one of the many corridors, so caught up in his misery was he that he failed to notice their presence.
Princess Relena watched as Heero wandered past. "He's been like that ever since we rescued him from that evil perverted pirate at the fire swamp. I hope he isn't suffering from some awful transmitted disease. I mean that pirate wasn't exactly the most *normal* of people with his evil ways and who knows what he did to my Heero while out there." Relena wiped a hand over her brow in mock swoon.
"He could be suffering from Stockholm syndrome." Treize offered helpfully.
"Oh god I hope not! The psychiatric bill would be more than the cost of the entire wedding!" Princess Relena scowled.
Treize sighed and tried a different tack. "I'm sure he is just worried about your fathers failing health." he offered.
Princess Relena suddenly brightened. "Yes, I'm sure that must be it. I mean what would my Heero see in such a low life scum bag of a pirate anyway when he has me?" Relena beamed. "I'm sure he will get better and snap out of this moronic state once the old coot kicks it.... I mean pops his clogs... errr... dies that is." Relena flounced off down the hall way.
Treize winced at the words and watched her leave. The Princess could be very rude at times. "More like all the time and naive to a fault." he added under his breath before following the fickle creature.
~ oOo ~
TBC...