Hi everyone!

Before I start, I would like to explain a little about this story idea. Firstly, I have lots of people following my stories, for which I am so grateful, so thank you very much for that. The story idea basically came to me while I was watching Inception. When Cobb and Arthur where in Satio's dream at the beginning, Mal shoots Arthur in the leg. I thought to myself- "Hmm, I wonder if Mal thought that it was fun to shoot Arthur..." Then my idea kind of developed from there. I want to start this off and see where it goes, so if anyone has any ideas for the story or any points they would like to make, then please comment and review! This is quite a dark story, and I'm looking forward to writing it. Also the story will kind of switch POVS.-Just a heads up. Thanks for reading!

"FUCK YOU."

I shut my ears off from the noise surrounding me. Eames had said that for about the 12th time today.

My wrists burnt from the rope holding them back. My eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light coming from the small room, and I looked around. I don't remember how we got there. It was like everything had been erased from my brain. I woke up this morning in a small grey room, joined by Cobb and Eames, all tied down to shabby wooden chairs. I was grateful that they couldn't see my face, as I had spent the past few hours silently crying.

Eames's screaming had brought me out of my thoughts. I saw his legs failing in the chair and his voice was breaking from pain.

"I'll ask you again..."

I looked up and saw the man that had been with us all day. He was tall and bulky looking, with a deep raspy voice that made me feel sick to my core. He was dressed well, and he walked with a certain element of power. He bent down to Eames, a knife held to his throat.

"Where is he?" Eames shook his head in discust. The man sighed and struck his knife across Eames's face. His skin broke, and blood trailed down his face. I would have been sick if I wasn't so terrified. Cobb slumped in his chair, tired from the torchure. The man wondered over to me and bent down to my face, placing the knife across my throat. My heart froze, and I tried to stop myself from shaking frantically. His empty eyes stared into mine, and he smiled scarily.

"You must know." he sneered. ".Arthur." he repeated. Arthur. The name made my heart stop. Where was Arthur? I had no idea where he was. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My throat collapsed on me, and my breathing slowed. The door suddenly swung open and the man turned and laughed.

"Never mind." he said. I wondered what he was talking about but when I turned my head, my heart collapsed into my chest.

There was Arthur, being dragged in my 2 other guys, panting and wheezing. They had obviously beaten him half to death by the state he was in. His eyes were bloodshot and tired, and his clothes where ascew and dirty. The white of his shirt had turned a deep red in places, a sight that made me gag silently. Cobb's eyes widened at the sight of the Point Man, and I could tell that he was slowly breaking inside. Eames cursed under his breath, loud enough for me to hear. The man walked over to Arthur and muttered something under his breath. Arthur was dragged over by the men, and he was tied down just like we had been. We must have looked pathetic.

I realised that this was the first time that I had seen them since the Inception, and I suddenly felt angry that something that should have been a happy moment, had turned into a nightmare. I wondered about Yusuf, and whether he was soon to be on his way. I looked up and saw the man laugh deep in his throat and grab something from his pocket. I didn't understand what it was until he held it in front of Cobb's face. It was a small but distinctive lighter. He held it up to Cobb and flicked the switch. Cobb flinched as the small flame burned in front of him. For a second, I was terrified that he was going to set the room on fire, leaving us to burn. He just laughed and flicked the lighter off and placed it in his pocket. He laughed once more, turned on his heel and left the room. The slam of the door echoed against the concrete walls.

The silence was just as painful as it would be if fireworks were going off in the room. I wanted to wait for someone to say something. I wondered if I should try to start talking, but I knew that if I tried to talk, my throat would not allow any sound to escape.

"Who the fuck is that guy?"

I turned my head as far as I could. Eames's voice was raspy and broken. I could see Cobb shaking his head.

"Cobal."

That word sounded familiar to me. He said it with such hate and fear that I acually thought he was going to burst out crying.

"They hired us to extract from Saito before the Inception. We failed. I guess they've been wanting to find us for a while now." His voice broke near the end, and he had to stop for breath.

"I'm really, terribly sorry." Eames and I looked at Arthur, who had spoken for the first time. His voice was still strong, and I couldn't help but admire the strength he had at a time like this. He stayed looking at the ground.

"This is my fault. I was supposed to take our names off the radar. They should never have been able to find us." he said, almost a whisper.

"Arthur, it's not your fault. They would have found us anyway." Cobb said.

"Cobb. Where are your kids?" I was surprised at the sound of my own voice. It was quiet and broken, and it burnt the back of my throat. Cobb looked down, and for a second, I was terrified that something had happened to them.

"With Miles. They were off on vacation when...they came and took me." he said, fading at the end.

"Where were you Ariadne?" Eames asked me. I searched my mind for an answer to his question, but nothing came.

"I don't remember."

"I knew-" Arthur was cut off by the sound of the door opening. The man walked in again, with a terrifying smirk on his face. My brain was screaming at me to do something, but I was so scared, I could barely move.

"Well, now that we are all here, we can get started." he smiled.

"Let Eames and Ariadne go." Arthur growled. "They had nothing to do with any of this."

The man laughed. "But you see Arthur...pain is sometimes more in the mind, than in the body." I knew exactly what he meant by this. He knew that it would hurt more to see Eames and I being hurt. The thought drew out any hope in my head.

"You're a fucking physco." Cobb snarled. The man looked at him and reached into his pocket. My heart stopped when he brought out a gun. He raised it into the air and smashed it into Cobb's face. The sound was a sickening crack that made my stomach turn.

"YOU DON'T TALK!" the man yelled. I jumped slightly at the sound of his voice. He turned to me, and his angry eyes scared the life out of me. He held the gun in his hand and walked over to me. I was so scared. He laughed to himself and stood in front of me.

"I've heard that the knee cap is the most painful place to be shot." he smiled. My heart picked up a pace that I didn't know existed. "Maybe you can confirm it." He said. I barely had time to scream before he shot me in the knee.

I could not describe the amount of pain I felt. It was so intense. It was like a thousand rusty nails being shoved into my leg. My knee cap smashed into pieces. For several seconds, I was blind and deaf. The room span and twisted before me. I could see people's mouths moving, screaming my name. I couldn't hear anything. I wanted to scream, but I could feel blood in the back of my throat. When I was brought back to my senses, the pain was even worse. I couldn't breath, I couldn't think.

"SON OF A BITCH!"

"FUCKING BASTARD!"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!"

I heard these things being said, but I could not trace it to the speaker. I tried to speak, I tried to cry out, but the darkness overtook me.

Cliff-hanger! Please let me know what you think!