Prompt: Dan and Phil are kidnapped by a maniac, and Dan is forced to play a number of demented games while one of Phil’s fingers are chopped off for every five minutes he doesn’t comply. Eventually, they are rescued/escape, but they are both traumatized.
A/N Original name I know- I got given this prompt so we shall see where it goes! [Chocolate for the person who gave me this] AU I guess?
Warning: well it sounds like it may be creepy (not so much this chapter) and possible swearing (not that anyone actually cares)
Friday night were always the same- Pizza with Phil, watching re-runs of boring TV shows that Dan had probably seen a million times- but he never really cared too much because well, Phil was there, and he made everything fun.
“So Dan- It’s not too cold out, how about we go for a walk?” Phil suggested biting into his 3rd slice of pizza.
“But its late!” Dan laughed biting into his 4th.
“So? We have nothing better to do!“
Dan thought for a moment- they didn’t really and it was quite warm out, well it was earlier, and he hadn’t had a ‘night out’ with Phil for quite a long time. “Ok” Phil scurried up excitedly slipping on his shoes and coat.
"I didn’t mean now!- we still have tons to eat!” Dan chuckled pointing to the half empty pizza box. Phil pouted.
“Please- we’ll be back in half an hour!” He pleaded, putting his hands together like he was begging Dan.
“OK OK!” Dan laughed raising his hands in defeat and standing up, he too placing on his shoes and coat. Once they were both ready he flicked the light of, grabbed his keys and took Phil’s hand. They walked out in the street together, the street lights dim and flickery, giving the air a sense of scariness. Dan nuzzled into Phil- It was a bit colder than he expected.
“Isn’t it nice?” Asked Phil at Dan. “All the fresh air- and it’s peaceful! no passers by, no loud cares” He sighed contently gripping Dan’s hand harder.
“If you say being frozen and kinda creeped out is nice- then yeah sure its brilliant!” Dan replied sarcastically. “But I have you so I guess it’s not all bad” He lightly smiled, pecking Phil’s cheek.
Phil was about to retort until Dan had said that and placed his gentle hot lips on Phils cooled skin. “Well I’m glad you like something about this walk” He giggled. They turned a dark corner, an alley. They both knew this place like the back of heir hand- well in day light anyway.
“I don’t like it down here at night” Dan whispered, his face in a stony frowned expression. “It’s too dark- and scary” He muttered trying to not sound too babyish, but completely failed anyhow.
“I know- maybe we should turn back” Phil bit his lip and lingered for a moment. “Yep that’s what we’ll do” He turned on his heel, Dan’s hand still in his.
“Wait did you hear that?” Dan asked in a frantic whisper- his head batting side to side peering at his surroundings.
“No?” Phil replied back, his eyebrow cocking and his ears pricked trying to hear what Dan was on about.
Dan squeezed his hand. “Don’t worry- It’s probably nothing” He chuckled at himself. They carried on walking a little, until they were near the end of the menacing alley. Dan looked down at his foot. “For fuck sake” He muttered, bending down as he started to do his shoe lace, which to his annoyance had knotted and un-done. “Right I’m done now” He sighed standing back up. “Phil?”…”PHIL?” He shouted. He was turning round frantically- he was there one second ago!
“PHIL THIS ISN’T FUNNY- GET BACK H” Dan’s shouts were muffled by a cloth, a damp cloth held to his mouth by a gnarled crooked hand. Dan’s eyes widened as his brain clicked in to what was happening. “GEFFT OGFF MEFG!” Dan’s muffled cries filled the eerily quiet alley. “Shhh- It’ll all be OK in the end” A snarl from a hostile voice murmured into his ear.
He felt his body go limp and his eyes flutter- he began to feel drowsy and his body felt like a ton of bricks had been dumped upon him. He lay there, motionless in his kidnappers arms and allowed himself to being shoved into a van. Probably the most polar opposite of a ‘playful’ shove you can get. Dan lightly groaned, his body still drifting in and out of conciousness.
He looked around, there was Phil, his body limp and slumped into a corner. That was the last thing he saw before he woke up.
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He woke up in a dimly lit room, the only light coming from a hanging, rusting bulb above his head. He was gagged and his hands were tied behind his back to the chair. It was kind of a cliché movie scene.
There in-front of him was Phil- poor Phil with his eyes bigger than the moon, his forehead dripping with beads of sweat. Dan looked at him- as if he had an answer. Phil shrugged his shoulders slightly, not trying to make any sudden movement.
They sat there for a while, tugging at there restraints, only noises of frustration echoing of the walls. Dan had no idea where he was- and that was one thing he was not OK with- he never liked the idea of not knowing. Not knowing who was behind the door, not knowing if he was having a surprise birthday party- Because not knowing made him vulnerable. Right now, Dan was vulnerable- so fucking vulnerable he was shaking and his stomach churned.
Dan started to shuffle his chair more towards Phil, they were knee to knee now- which gave Dan little comfort this place had to offer.
“Tut Tut- you wasn’t meant to move” Came a high but deeply powerful sounding voice. The boys searched round for a body to match the sound but there was not one. “You can’t see me- you imbecile’s” Boomed the voice. “But I’m here- watching you, watching every breath you take, every time your eye’s close- maybe even for the final time- I will always be watching”
So that was it- that was the voice that was going to haunt his dreams- that as if he lived to go to sleep.
