Beck's felt plenty of pain as a Program before. He's been kicked and punched and thrown around, and he's been attached to energy-sapping cuffs by his wrists that burnt the outer part of his light suit away, right down to his circuits. He's even felt himself being broken apart once, bit by bit. He's probably felt a little more than what the average Program should, but then again, he's not average. Beck is the Renegade. He can handle it.
...But as a User, it hurts so much more.
He only understands the functions of a User body a little- there's a skeleton that helps him to move his arms and legs. There are things inside to help his skeleton, and more things to help those things. And more things to help those things, and the other things. There more, oh so much more involved in the body of a User, other than programming and circuitry. The strange Users now are stripping away these things. And Beck can feel it. Bit by bit.
There's a moment where Beck's able to take a very quick breath, and it leads him to believing that he may have a chance. But the little bubble of hope only lasts for a moment- he hears a whisper, something about hurting. 'I.....told...........you hu...rt......'
Beck felt something sharp jab into his wrist. He wanted to gasp, to try and break away...but his breathing didn't work again. He could feel himself waver in the one User's grip as his world started to spin, taking sickening lurches to the left and the right. So he tried to move, kicking out wherever he could to hit whatever was there, and a couple of things happened at once, then. There was a hot, horrible, burning pain that spread throughout his entire arm, and then, an equal feeling right at the base of his neck. Only this one didn't feeling like burning. No, burning couldn't describe this. It was piercing. Stabbing. Unbearable.
Then came a third source, right at his thigh. Beck could feel a piece of him being literally stripped away. Clothes followed skin, skin followed muscle, muscle followed tendons. Every nerve ending was absolutely screaming.....or was that him? Was he screaming, too? He could hear something, like a high pitched wail, but it was difficult. Whatever he had been able to hear before was being replaced by a weird ringing kind of sound. A small little ring turned into an overwhelming noise, which turned into a roar. It grew louder and louder, and he wanted it to stop. Beck wanted all of it to just stop, please...
His vision was growing darker and darker, but he could still feel another set of teeth latch onto his side, stripping more pieces of his User body apart. There was nothing he could do now- he couldn't feel his arms, or his legs. He couldn't hear anything but this horrible roaring noise, and his vision had been reduced to a layer of black. Beck could just taste a weird kind of coppery flavor in the back of his mouth....and he could feel pain. Everywhere.
The pain grew too quickly for him to even know what hit him. It grew and grew to the point where it was absolutely unbearable. Tron. Where was Tron? Where was...-
It was growing better now. The pain reached its peak, to the point where he was numb. Beck twitched as his User body struggled to take in its dying breath, and then he felt....nothing.
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...But as a User, it hurts so much more.
He only understands the functions of a User body a little- there's a skeleton that helps him to move his arms and legs. There are things inside to help his skeleton, and more things to help those things. And more things to help those things, and the other things. There more, oh so much more involved in the body of a User, other than programming and circuitry. The strange Users now are stripping away these things. And Beck can feel it. Bit by bit.
There's a moment where Beck's able to take a very quick breath, and it leads him to believing that he may have a chance. But the little bubble of hope only lasts for a moment- he hears a whisper, something about hurting. 'I.....told...........you hu...rt......'
Beck felt something sharp jab into his wrist. He wanted to gasp, to try and break away...but his breathing didn't work again. He could feel himself waver in the one User's grip as his world started to spin, taking sickening lurches to the left and the right. So he tried to move, kicking out wherever he could to hit whatever was there, and a couple of things happened at once, then. There was a hot, horrible, burning pain that spread throughout his entire arm, and then, an equal feeling right at the base of his neck. Only this one didn't feeling like burning. No, burning couldn't describe this. It was piercing. Stabbing. Unbearable.
Then came a third source, right at his thigh. Beck could feel a piece of him being literally stripped away. Clothes followed skin, skin followed muscle, muscle followed tendons. Every nerve ending was absolutely screaming.....or was that him? Was he screaming, too? He could hear something, like a high pitched wail, but it was difficult. Whatever he had been able to hear before was being replaced by a weird ringing kind of sound. A small little ring turned into an overwhelming noise, which turned into a roar. It grew louder and louder, and he wanted it to stop. Beck wanted all of it to just stop, please...
His vision was growing darker and darker, but he could still feel another set of teeth latch onto his side, stripping more pieces of his User body apart. There was nothing he could do now- he couldn't feel his arms, or his legs. He couldn't hear anything but this horrible roaring noise, and his vision had been reduced to a layer of black. Beck could just taste a weird kind of coppery flavor in the back of his mouth....and he could feel pain. Everywhere.
The pain grew too quickly for him to even know what hit him. It grew and grew to the point where it was absolutely unbearable. Tron. Where was Tron? Where was...-
It was growing better now. The pain reached its peak, to the point where he was numb. Beck twitched as his User body struggled to take in its dying breath, and then he felt....nothing.