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Tortured Truths - Chatzy - Brianna/Charlie/Sasha

Who-> Brianna Hamilton, Charlie Parker, Sasha Hamilton Where -> Warehouse on the edge of the city When -> Following a run in between Charlie and Brianna were Charlie discovers Brianna's Phoenix tattoo, a race of witches he's been searching for since he was just a boy. Summary -> Charlie tries to torture answers out of Brianna on what happened to his sister all those years ago. In moment of rage Brianna lets it slip that Sasha is the sister he's been searching for and Sasha only catches the cryptic end of the conversation leading her to wonder what secrets her adoptive sister is keeping from her.

Charlie: "Don't worry sweetheart, you'll be doing all the talking I need in just a moment." Charlie said smirking as he tilted his head to the side staring at her. He'd been waiting years to finally hit a break in this case but upon stumbling across Brianna's tattoo Charlie had known he'd hit the motherload. He could feel it in his bones. "I'm sorry sweetheart." He said before lifting the tranquilizergun and shooting her with it. As soon as her body collapsed to the ground Charlie picked her up throwing her over his shoulder. She'd have to be bound to prevent her from using her magic and so he did just that. He brought her into the dirty old warehouse and tied her to the chair. Cuffing on the cuffs to bind her magic. He'd had Oliver working on them for awhile now and he only hoped they would work out. Pulling up a chair he took a seat across from her and waited for her to wake.

Brianna: Usually she was more prepared than this, but with a lull in activity and obviously underestimating Charlie's abilities, she hadn't believed he would get the better of her. Clearly she was wrong. The first thing she was aware of was the cold metal biting into her wrists. As her eyes slowly fluttered open, she took a look around the place. Her vision was a bit hazy and her head felt heavy, but she did her best to focus, her gaze finally catching Charlie's face across from her. Brianna managed a lazy half-smirk as she lifted her chin a bit higher. "You're a real charmer, aren't you?" she muttered thickly, leaning her head back a bit to ward off a sudden dizzy spell. "Do you pick up all the girls like?"

Charlie: That usually charming frat boy smile pulled across his features but the gleam in his eyes gave him a slightly crazed look in his eyes as she began to stir. "You've caught me, there usually much more pleasant then you I've got to say but don't worry sweetheart you'll warm to my ways in no time. I can promise that." He said getting up from his chair now as he started to circle her. "So you want to make this quick and easy or drag this out. Please say drag it out. Its always more fun when they let me drag it out." He said letting the tip of his knife ghost along the bare skin of her shoulder.

Brianna: She scoffed. "More pleasant than me? Impossible." Her senses were starting to return to her fully and she straightened up a little. Her eyes followed him when he was within sight but she never bothered to turn her head. Not once did her composure break; Brianna knew he would have no qualms in hurting her to pull information out of her, but she wasn't the type to break under the pain. "I think you already know the answer to that," she responded, raising her eyebrows tauntingly. "I already told you, you're not getting any information out of me." She braced herself for the physical pain she knew must have been coming. Knife wounds were really her least favorite of all possible injuries.

Charlie: "Oh joy she wants play," He says sarcastically. "Where to begin. I mean I could let you pick your poison but where is the fun in that. Let's see here." He says as he wonders over to a cart on wheels and brought it over to her. "This is my favorite." He said picking up the jumper cable handle that was holding a wet sponge between its prongs. "I wonder how much voltage a little witch can take?" He said tapping his finger on the battery. "So let's start. Tell me about this tattoo." Charlie said tapping the phoenix tattoo that had haunted his dreams for years now with his free hand.

Brianna: Brianna watched his movements carefully. This wasn't going to be easy, but she was bound and determined to keep her mouth shut for as long as humanly possible, and then some. "A lot, I'm sure. I've been told I have a shocking personality." Her smirk was almost malicious as she eyed his device of choice. At the very least, she had the reassurance that he wouldn't kill her, not when she had information he wanted. She glanced down at the mark on her arm and shrugged nonchalantly. "Not much to say. It was pretty painless. Didn't even have to pay a cent for it either."

Charlie: His jaw ticked as he grinded his teeth together in frustration and he flipped the switch on generator and he could hear the sound of the electric current going through the cords or the jumper cables."This is going to hurt, I'd say I'm sorry but I'm not." He shrugged before putting the wet sponge to her arm. "OH I'm sure given you were born with it. Don't play stupid sweetheart it doesn't suit you. I know all about your kind, you could say I have little bit of a family connection." He taunted her as he circled the chair. "So why don't you tell me what I want to know. Tell me what you know about Ella Morrison ."

Brianna: Her teeth clenched together as electric currents coursed through her body, her muscles tensing under the pain. Her hands balled into fists, but she didn't say anything. Brianna had been trained to endure this kind of pain, after all, and she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that it hurt, not until she had absolutely no choice in the matter. "You're the one looking for answers. I'd say you're the stupid one here," she spat, glaring at him. A family connection. If only he knew the extent of that statement. Brianna chuckled humorously in response to his demand, shaking her head just slightly. "More than you know, I'd wager. How irritating."

Charlie: "Stupid am I. I'm not the one talking back to the guy holding your life in his hands. I take down you scum daily, for a living. I have no hesitation in ending although I'm sure I could find other ways of making talking. Let's try upping the voltage." He said turning the nob up higher. "Let's try this again. Tell me, what I want to know." He said through gritted teeth getting into her face before holding the sponge to her skin once mroe.

Brianna: Her initial response was to once more mouth off to him. Snark was what she was good at, and since she had no intentions of actually giving him any useful information, it was the best method for filling the silence. Much more entertaining than sitting silently and pouting, at any rate. However, before she could manage another sarcastic remark, he'd pressed the sponge to her skin again. Her teeth clamped together again and she closed her eyes tightly, trying to distract herself from the pain. "Fuck you," she growled scathingly through gritted teeth as she glared at him. "You might want to try a different tactic."

Charlie: "I'm sure you'd like to darling," He said rolling his eyes. "Different tactic you say? Well if you wont speak with me torturing you. How about I drag that pretty little blonde friend you seem to care so much about in here and make you watch as I fillet her alive in front of you?" He smirked turning the electricity to the highest notch and pressing it to her skin once more. "What do you say blonde? Should I go get her too?" He asked as he pulled it away.

Brianna: It only took her a moment to put the pieces together and realize that he must have been talking about Sasha. Any other time, Brianna would have mocked him for his cluelessness. Unfortunately, she didn't have enough time to properly react before electricity was jolting through her, much more intensely than before. Brianna bit down on her lip to stifle a cry of pain, her chest heaving when he removed the sponge from her skin. "Go for it," she challenged, her voice shaking with rage. "Let's see how tough you are when you see Ella's eyes staring back at you. Let's see if you're still capable of doing it then."

Charlie: He was about to press the sponge back to her skin as the words left her lips and Charlie paused for a moment as he stared down at her a look of horror twisting across his face for a moment. "Nooooo." The words left his lips like ghost in the silent warehouse. "You're lying." He said searching her face taking a step back.

Brianna: Brianna struggled with the satisfaction of having affected him so strongly and anger towards herself for letting the truth slip out. It was something she had been sworn to secrecy on, and as far as she was concerned, Charlie didn't deserve much of the truth after the stunt he'd pulled. But it was out in the open now. Might as well make the best of it while she could. Bri straightened herself up against the back of the chair, trying to raise her chin to a defiant height despite how much her muscles whined in protest. "Am I?" she responded simply, raising an eyebrow, her features falling under a shadow of smugness.

Sasha: After several attempts at contacting her sister with no response, and no sign of her elsewhere or any current jobs to speak of, Sasha was quick to put together the possibility that Brianna could be in trouble. Moving quickly, she had gotten another of their coven to track her down magically- knowing it was the fastest option. Cautiously, she made her way into the old warehouse- letting the newly acquired sensitive hearing lead her in the direction of voices that progressively became more distinct. In a quiet movement, her body remained concealed just behind the entrance though her small frame stilled at his mention of bringing in her 'blonde friend' - a clear reference to herself. She should have ignored it and taken him out quickly, getting Brianna out of there, yet her curiosity got the best of her and she listened on. Her brows scrunched in confusion, the name Ella being foreign yet oddly familiar somewhere in the depth of her mind. Shaking it off- she'd heard enough. Sasha sped behind Charlie, her instincts wanting nothing more than to bite down and rip out of his throat, but still unsure of what she'd just heard, it was likely she'd need information from him in the future. Instead, she pushed him hard enough to throw him to the wall- not enough to cause major injuries, but keep him out of the way as she got to Brianna, breaking open the cuffs with a quick pull.

Charlie: He looked at for a long moment searching her face for any sign of a lie but found nothing there. He staggered back in shock before he was suddenly thrown against a wall. Groaning he laid there for a moment before picking himself up to see who his attacker was. His eyes widdened at the sight of a firey little blonde he'd met on a few occasions and the same girl he'd just learned to be his sister. "Why don't you just leave her be." Charlie comments as she scrambles for his gun but he hesitates unsure what to do in this situation.

Brianna: Her heart seemed to swell momentarily before it dropped into the pit of her stomach upon seeing her adopted sister. Brianna was grateful that Sasha had managed to track her down, and was even more thrilled by the opportunity to escape, but she wondered exactly how much of the conversation the younger blonde had managed to hear before interfering. Uncertainty clouded her features for a moment before she managed to clear her expression. "Always around when I'm in a bind, aren't you?" she murmured, her attempt at defusing the tension falling flat. Bri stood from the chair and rubbed her wrists where the cuffs had cut into them. Her gaze fell upon Charlie and she scoffed. "Come on, Sasha," she said confidently, taking a step towards the door. Her eyes never left Charlie, as though she intended to remind him of what she had just told him. "He won't do anything."

Sasha joined the chat 27 minutes ago

Sasha: As she dropped the broken restraints that had been holding Brianna down just moments before, Sasha moved a hand to help steady her as she stood before letting her eyes flicker back to Charlie. The way he looked at her set an unease in her gut, and the clear tension now between he and her sister didn't necessarily help. Her eyes stay on him- more pointedly at his gun in case she would have to block a bullet for the other blonde, but she hears Bri's comment. "What can I say? Someone needed to save our oh-so-fearless leader." She teased, though never letting her cautious side drop. "Hold on.." She commented flatly, her eyes finally moving away from the man with the gun- recognizing him from previous conversations but he'd never looked at her in such a way before. Yet, she knew she couldn't risk him following them and going after Brianna again- so in a flash, they were gone.

#TOC Plot Shuffle #Chatzy: Tortured Truths #Sasha Hamilton #Brianna Hamilton

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