Bleeding Ink

Its horrible camera work. But what can you expect from a bunch of young teenagers? There’s five of them, four on screen and one with the camera. All dressed in a formal school uniform, Grey pants and jackets with school crests on white shirts underneath. Their all babbling excitedly all except for the boy in the lead. He isn’t in the mood to talk and even if he was the gag in his mouth is stopping him. He stumbles through the thick woods, his hands tied behind his back stop him from keeping his balance properly. The others are all talking like its all just a picnic smiles and quips and anecdotes it makes the boys tear filled eyes more surreal. You cant see them but i know they are there. I should of stopped this. Before it got out of hand. The boy stumbles to the ground and the group halt.
“C’mon Duncan.” The leading boy says, Morgan Winter, Eins. He was tall for his age, thin angular face. Handsome most would say but the dark expression it always held left most people second guessing there first opinion. He was tugging a length of rope tied to the boys bindings. The move wrench his arms back awkwardly and the kid winces from the unnatural movement. “We don’t have all day. There are better things we could be doing.”
“Yeah swine move.” from out of nowhere a small wiry boy ran out and swung a leg into the boys ribs propelling him to the floor. Joseph Snake, Zwei, his birth name was more appropriate for him. Neither attractive nor trust worthy, his skin was that of coffee, Joseph was sadistic and i thought he looked like the killer in a horror movie. He moved to kick the boy again but a large dark skinned boy grabbed the collar. He was thrown aside as easily as a rag-doll
“Thats not necessary Zwei. Don’t be an ass.” The dark skin boy stood stoically between the now coughing blood, and the sociopath who wanted to hurt him further. Alexander Knight, Vier. Poor guy. The only one of the group bigger then Eins taller and more muscular. He was the only one of the group who would try to resist Eins. He would try but never succeed.
“Pig! Fool! Ill kill you.” He would of continued the empty threats but was cut off.
“Calm down Zwei.” said a disembodied voice. Vier looked off screen for further support. A girl walked onto the scene in a grey school dress and squated down next to the boy. “You too Vier. its all part of the process. Apotheosis. Right brother?” Maria Winters, Drei, Eins sister. She shared in her brothers attractiveness but was a head shorter and didn’t have the same darkness behind her eyes. She had long well tended blond hair, she was angelic looking. Originally the only reason i went along with this.
Eins chuckled a little before responding “Thats right sis. But we have to do it properly Zwei. First you stop the fear of death. Then the fear of pain.” He turned to the camera pointing a finger at the screen. “You have to document it Funf. Artz wants to see the whole thing. he’ll be upset if we miss one thing.”
A timid voice spoke up from the camera women. “I-I-I know Eins.” Elizabeth book,  Funf. Quiet, Shy and easily manipulated by the others. She was so innocent I wonder if Eins ever noticed that about her. Probably not. I remember her with her thick glasses and how her brown hair always was in her face. She preferred hiding behind it. I think i miss her most.  “Ive got it.”
“Liz? Lizzy? Please help me.” I know the camera cant pick it up it was too quit and muffled by the gag. My memory must be filling the gaps. But the rest hear it and so does Funf as the camera begins to shake and i can hear her gentle sobbing.
“Don’t be so ungrateful Duncan.” Drei’s voice sounded smooth in the boy’s ears as she got him up straight with help from Vier. “This is a great gift were giving you.”
“So lets get to the giving already. The swine needs showing.” Zwei cooed impatiently he was licking his lips as if being taunted with a delicious meal.
They propped the boy against a tree and tied the lead around a branch. The boy tensed to run when he felt the lead go slack but too fast Zwei was in front of him with a long  pointed knife. “If you try and run ill make you squeal pig.”
The boy stumbled back against the tree. His eyes over flowed with tears as he visibly shook in fear. Muttering and begging incoherently but the meaning was clear. ‘Please stop’,’let me go’,’don’t do this’,’don’t hurt me’. but it was too late then. Maybe i could of done more to stop it but it was too late now. Eins pulled a large revolver from his pocket and leveled it at the boy’s head. The camera shook more now and the sobbing was louder. Poor Funf. Poor Lizzy. Drei moved the cloth gag over the boy’s eyes and moved away. The boy could beg no more, he could barely breath.
“Don’t fear death duncan. If you dint fear death you become unstopable and if you stop fearing pain.” Eins cocked the hammer of the gun back. A loud and recognisable sound. “If you stop fearing pain you become a god.”
The boys head snapped back as a red mist painted the tree and his skull slammed against the hard bark. His body slumped to the floor and the audience became visibly tense. The blind fold fluttered away on the breeze. The bullet had ripped threw it right between the boys eyes. Duncan died then. The body twitched and shook then slowly I stood. I became Sechs. a new name for my rebirth. And i remember how it all started.