WARNING: "contains strong language, violence and may be of a graphic nature."
 

CHAPTER 1

"I don't like it!"  Dobey said as he slammed the receiver of the phone down.

Starsky and Hutch exchanged the "what's up" glance as they sat in front of  their superior's desk.

"Listen, I just got orders and an assignment for the two of you."  Dobey was  visibly upset and troubled.

"What is it Cap'n?"  Starsky was the more brave of the duo in posing  questions to an irritated Dobey.  "It can't be that bad, c'mon Cap'n."

"Yes, it can be that bad!  But I've got orders.  I'm sorry, I tried to keep  the two of you away from this case.  It's just bigger than me damn it!"

After one more glance to Starsky, Hutch wanted to know what was going down.

"Can you let us in on it Cap?  Sounds like we're already part of it anyway.   Just tell us huh?  You're giving us some vacation time right?"

Hutch's attempt at humor went unnoticed as Dobey took a seat, rubbing his  temples before he told his  favorite duo of their next assignment.

 "Starsky, Hutchinson…you're going undercover.  There have been complaints of  severe physical and sexual abuse by the inmates of the Taio Correctional  Facility in Green Valley Arizona, just south of Tucson.  There seems to be a  higher number of accidents occurring there lately, and they need someone to  investigate.  Someone who won't be recognized by any of the inmates or  the  guards.  They've already gone over the names of the inmates presently  incarcerated and none of them are there because of either of you.  The guards  won't know that you're police officers either since  the guards are suspected  to be doing a large amount of the abuse.  It is suspected that the warden is  also corrupt.   This entire thing is highly confidential and I don't like it!  It's not safe!"

Starsky was the first to speak.  "Why do they need us?  Isn't there enough  evidence from the inmates?  Their families?  Lawyers?"

"You would think so, but no.  It is the families and lawyers who are seeking  our help.  Of course they have evidence and testimony, but who is the judge  going to believe, a guard or a criminal?  Three judges thus far have chosen  to believe the guards, and those guards stick together like glue.  I've read  some of the reports…they make me sick.  Inhumane treatment, denied medical  attention, denied privileges, punishment without reason.  Want me to go on?"

"No, that's quite enough Cap'n.  Listen, it's not your fault.  You're only  doing your job and we need to do ours.  We've handled ourselves before and it  shouldn't' take that long to nail the facility with  something."  Hutch tried  to ease the anxiety he saw swamping their captain.

"When do we leave?"  Starsky asked hesitantly.

"You're both due down there tomorrow afternoon.  You'll fly into Tucson in  the morning, then you'll be taken into Taio by bus, along with any other  prisoners.  Files and genuinely bogus criminal records have been created for  you both.  You'll need to fit in.  I'm working with Captain Vincent Shields  of the Tucson PD.  He promised not to split the two of you up while you're  there.  I'm only a phone call away and Shields promised to stay close.  I own  him a favor, but if either of you gets hurt I swear!  Here,  read over your  records, you'll need to be prepared for any questions, then get out of here,  you're  gonna need your rest.  I'll see you both in the morning before you go."

Both Starsky and Hutch felt nothing but irritation as the maintenance man  bumped into them just outside of Dobey's office on their way out.
 
 

Starsky and Hutch carefully read over the information they were given and  tried to digest their new identities.  Hutch's new name would be Douglas  (Doug) Alexander.  Starsky's new identity would be Seth Godfrey.  Hutch  (Doug) was supposedly charged with drug trafficking, sentenced to five years  behind bars and not eligible for parole.  Starsky was a fugitive, wanted for  assaulting a police officer with a deadly weapon.  Supposedly, Starsky (Seth)  assaulted a State police officer, then took
his handcuffs and attempted to  strangle him.  The State police officer was not killed, but left unconscious  and beaten.  Starsky (Seth) was sentenced to a prison term of three to five  years behind bars with possible parole in 28 months.

Well, Starsky and Hutch figured they could turn their five years into just a  long weekend until they gathered enough evidence to get the judge to see  things more clearly.  They knew about the horrific things that went on  inside, knew they would have to be careful and were confident that should  anything go wrong, captain Dobey and captain Shields would get them out  quickly.  Both said criminals packed for their trip, taking only very little  and got the good nights rest as they were instructed to do by their  captain.   Both were eager to get this started, so they could get it over with.  Then  they would push Dobey for that well overdue vacation.

CHAP 2

The bus ride to the prison was hot and uncomfortable for Starsky and Hutch, both of them heavily chained.  They had chains around their waists, holding their wrists in place against their side and had ankle chains applied as well.  Movement was very difficult, aside from the fact that the chains were very heavy and uncomfortable.  The bus had about four other prisoners but everyone was silent.  Starsky exchanged a look with Hutch that clearly showed his thoughts.  Dobey would owe them big time for this one.

They finally arrived at the prison, only to be pulled roughly from the bus into the building for processing. The forms were filled in and as the door shut behind them, they realised that their assignment was about to begin.

“Welcome to prison shitheads.   My name is Atkinson and I run this place.  If you forget that, you’ll regret it!” The man walked up and down in front of his prisoners, eyeing them carefully.

“You have a debt to society that needs to be paid and you’re gonna pay it!  You’re less than the scum of  the earth, and from now on you do EVERYTHING when you’re told to.   You’ve no freedom or liberty and you’re at my mercy.  You’re to keep your cells clean, or you’ll answer to me and believe me you  don’t want to do that!”  Atkinson’s cold eyes ran over his prisoners.  Starsky and Hutch looked straight ahead, Starsky trying to hold on to his rising temper.  He was hot and uncomfortable and never liked being bullied.  He knew he had to be careful but this jerk was pulling his strings.

Atkinson ran his appraising eyes over Hutch, definitely liking what he saw.

“I guess we’ve got to start on the body search now.  Alexander here looks like he could be hiding somethin’!  Are you shithead?”

Hutch shook his head “No I’m not”.

“Well guess what pretty boy, I don’t believe you.  Guess I’ll have to check you out myself.  Take him into the cubicle” and without any delay Hutch was pushed into the cubicle, leaving Starsky appalled.  Starsky automatically jumped forward but was pushed back in line and was hit forcefully in the stomach by the Billy club, causing him to double over with pain.
 
"Don’t move, or it will be a lot worse for both of you!  The rest of you can strip!”

Hutch struggled as he was pulled into the room but a fist in his face stopped his struggling.

“You’ve got no rights here!  I suspect you of carrying in illegal contraband and we’re going to search  you.  If you struggle, you’ll be hurt, so I suggest you cooperate!”  Hutch was horrified.  He knew that he couldn’t do anything but endure the humiliation, although he suspected his captors were going to enjoy themselves.  He was told to strip but with his wrists hadn’t been unchained so he couldn’t, and his captor laughed.  He winced as he felt a sharp object on his body, but it was only used to cut away his clothing.  As he feared, his captors, four of them now, were enjoying themselves.    He was pushed down onto a hard bench and had to endure the hands moving over his head, and in his mouth, making sure he had nothing to hide.  He started to gag at the feel of the hands in his mouth, pulling his tongue, and running around this teeth. Even his ears and behind his ears were searched.    The hands ran over his body, searching under his arms, down to his groin area. He gasped as he felt himself grabbed and being fondled.

“You’ve got no right..” Hutch held back a scream of pain as the grip tightened.

“WRONG!  You’ve got no rights!  You never know where desperate people hide stuff.” The hands continued their searching, feeling down his legs to his feet and between his toes.    He was turned onto his stomach.  Hutch unwittingly began to tremble when he heard the snap   of the latex glove that his offender was donning, for he knew what was to come   next.  He closed his eyes, knowing he was helpless to defend himself.
 
 “You really are a pretty boy aren’t ya!  I’m gonna enjoy myself with you and may as well start now. When the others get a look at you,  well, you know what I mean!  You might not be so pretty after they check you out!” Hutch was appalled.  Surely the guard didn’t intend to rape him.

“Hey Atkinson, what you doin’ in there!  You’re taking too long over the search.”

“Sorry sir but I had a feelin’ that this one had stuff on him.”

“Yeh, right!  Just get him out here and get to the warden’s office.  He wants a meeting.”

Hutch allowed himself a sigh of relief.  He couldn’t ever remember feeling so vulnerable.  He hoped that Starsky had been spared this. Body searches were legal but he didn’t like the leers or the taunts that had come his way and it was obvious he’d just been spared worse by the interruption.  He hoped not all the guards were corrupt but it seemed his captors were.

“Sorry pretty boy.  That’s it for today but you and me are gonna get to know each other real well.  May as well get used to that – you’re gonna be a real hit in here.  But I get you first before I turn you over to anyone else.  So I’ll see you around sometime.”  Atkinson left and Hutch was lifted up by another guard and pulled off the bench.  He was led, still naked, into the shower cubicles, feeling quite sick and dizzy. He knew his rights hadn’t really been violated at that point.  He couldn’t prove that the hands remained on him longer than necessary, and there was no law against laughing and he couldn’t prove what he
believed had been about to happen.  He ignored the wolf whistles that came his way as he was led to the showers.

He turned on the hot water and leant on the shower wall, allowing the warmth of the water to soothe him.  He closed his eyes, knowing that his nightmare had just begun.  He hoped that Starsky was okay.  At the thought of Starsky, he started to pull himself together but before he could move, he found himself pushed into the wall and staring into cold blue eyes.

“What the fuck…”

“SHUT UP!” The guard punched Hutch in the face.   “You’re takin’ too long.  Guess you need some help here!” and Hutch found himself being held as another guard came in and started scrubbing him.

“LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!” a punch to his stomach caused him to double over, until he was pulled up again.   The guards were enjoying themselves, and Hutch was powerless to defend himself as the rough scrubbing continued.  The guards pushed him on the floor, holding him firm.   Hutch was trying not to sob, as he feared what was about to happen more than he’d feared anything before in his life.  Finally the water was turned off and he was pulled out of the shower to face his assailants.

“You’re a pretty boy, and now you’re clean and ready for us!  Atkinson wanted us to make sure you showered real good and you did!” As suddenly as they’d started on him, they turned and walked away, leaving Hutch shivering and shaking with intense terror.

CHAPTER 3

Starsky's search was very businesslike and quick.  He was stripped and also  had to endure a full body search but he was spared the taunts and the extras  that Hutch had suffered. It was humiliating but his worst problem was his worry  concerning Hutch.  He hadn't liked the look of the guard who'd ogled  his  partner and he knew that he'd be enduring a similar sort of search, at the  very least.  There was  nothing he could do to help him, they were both  helpless.  He was taken along to the lunch room but there was no sign of his  partner.  What struck him most was the silence and the feeling of terror  that  was so prevalent in the prison.  He'd never expect a prison to be pleasant  but the feeling of terror  was so intense, he felt like he could almost touch  it.  What the hell was he going to do?   The room was  silent, no-one was  talking to each other.  He tried to speak but was pushed by the guard and  told to shut up.   Starsky took the opportunity to look at the other inmates  and was truly horrified at the  condition of some of them.  The haunted,  terrified eyes of some.  He was told to sit down and he
 noticed that the man  who he was sitting next to kept fidgeting, as if uncomfortable and his hands  kept moving to his waist, as if he had something on that was too tight.   Starsky hardly dared think what and  looked at the slop that was put down in  front of him.  For the first time in his life he didn't want to eat.

Hutch got dressed with difficulty.  He was shaking so much he'd found it  difficult.  Another guard who  didn't seem interested in him came to the  cubicle to show him to his cell.  He wondered vaguely about  lunch but knew  that he wouldn't be able to eat anything.  He half collapsed on the bunk,  worried that  Starsky wasn't there yet.  He knew then that this assignment was  going to be a nightmare.  He must  have dozed off eventually and he only woke  up when he felt someone gently touching his forehead.

"Hutch, Hutch, are you okay?"  He looked into the concerned blue eyes of his  partner.

"Starsk, thank God are you okay?" Hutch's voice was hoarse but he was very  relieved to see his  partner.

"I'm fine.  But you don't look so hot. What did they do to you?" Starsky was  worried about how pale Hutch was.

"They didn't hurt me but they made sure they enjoyed themselves." Hutch  shivered.  He didn't want to mention the shower for it would only upset his  partner.  Starsky pulled him into an embrace.  He'd been worried about what  would happen to Hutch as he hadn't liked the way the guard had been looking  at  him.  They were on their own and it was going to be a rough ride.

Neither Starsky nor Hutch got much sleep that night as the prison was noisy.   It had been almost silent during the meal breaks but now, with the night, the  noise and shouting started up.  Some inmates were yelling, laughing, while  others were heard screaming.  God only knew what was happening to those   whose  screams seemed to go unheard.

"Starsk!"

Hutch was still nervous over his initiation ordeal and the words "pretty boy"  and "I get you first before I hand you over…"  kept screaming in his head  over and over. The memory of the hands scrubbing at his body made him ill. He  was unnerved by the treatment both he and Starsky had been subjected to,  and  he knew that this must be nothing in comparison to what the reports had said  been going on inside  the Taio Correctional Facility.  He'd not slept much as  he was scared and hearing the screams of other  inmates justified his fears.  He couldn't ever remember feeling as scared as he did now, not only for  himself, but for Starsky too.  They were well and truly on their own.

 "Hutch, shh. It's okay.  Try to relax, we don't want to give them any reason  to single us out.  You  were having another nightmare buddy, been having them  all night.  I'm here and as long as I'm here no one is gonna hurt you."   Starsky knew that in reality, he had very little control over what happened  to either of them.  That was made clear early on.  Starsky lifted Hutch's  chin so he could look directly into his eyes.  He was concerned about his  partner.  He just didn't seem okay.

"Hutch, are you sure they didn't hurt you yesterday when they searched you?"

"Yeah, I mean no, they didn't hurt me." Hutch broke off, still not wanting  to mention the  shower.  "For some reason I thought we weren't going to be put  through all that crap.  We gotta get to a phone and call Shields today.   Something's not right here Starsk, I mean I know that is why we're  here, to  find out what is going on, but...but Dobey and Shields told us they would  keep us from  having to go through "normal" procedure.  They're supposed to be  protecting us .and I don't feel protected Starsk!  Do you?"

  "Hutch, I'm scared too, but we've got each other and we'll get out of  this Shields promised to make  contact with us today.  Maybe it won't be too bad, we just need to keep quiet and not cause any trouble.  If we don't give  them anything to punish us for, they should leave us alone."

HEY!  ALEXANDER!  GODFREY!  WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, THE DAMN  HOLIDAY  INN?  WHEN I SAY MOVE YOU MOVE.  WHAT I SAY GOES AROUND HERE!  YOU TWO  SHITHEADS WILL LEARN THAT SOON ENOUGH.  NOW GET DOWN TO THE CAFETERIA, YOU  DON'T WANT TO MISS OUT ON THE BUFFET."

Hutch reluctantly came out of their cell first, seeming to stall, which only  angered the guard.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STALLING FOR ALEXANDER!  I SAID MOVE!!!"

"I, I don't know where the cafeteria is."

"HE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE THE CAFETERIA IS…AIN'T THAT SWEET.  JOHNSON,  SMITH,  GET OVER HERE AND SHOW PRETTY BOY WHERE HE EATS."

Hutch was grabbed roughly by the collar and shoved down the dreary hallway.   Being unprepared for this action, Hutch stumbled and fell onto the hard  floor, hitting his head on the bars of another cell.  He was dazed  momentarily.

Starsky went ballistic, screaming at the guards.  "What the hell did you do  that for!  He didn't do anything wrong!  Leave him alone or I swear..."

Starsky tirade was cute short by a Billy club connecting fiercely with his  back.  He was immediately on his knees, gasping for breath, hoping nothing  was fractured.

Both Starsky and Hutch were hauled up to a standing position by the angry  guards.  They were taken to the cafeteria, but it was too late for breakfast.  The supply of food was gone, not that either one of them could have eaten now anyway.  Some juice would have been nice, but they were denied that also.

Starsky was seated in a chair at one of the wooden tables and told not to move unless he wanted more of what he had received earlier, while two other guards took Hutch away.

"Hey!  Where the hell are you taking him?  Haven't you done enough damage for  one day!  I swear, you better not hurt him!"  Starsky was losing any patience  he might have had left and was terrified about  where they were taking Hutch  and what they were going to do.

"LISTEN GODFREY!"  Starsky's head was pulled back by his hair as another  guard cuffed his wrists behind him.  "I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!  YOU DON'T SEEM  TO UNDERSTAND THE RULES AROUND HERE DO YOU?  YOU DON'T MAKE THEM, WE DO!   MAYBE YOU NEED A LITTLE LESSON IN BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION."

Starsky was beginning to panic inside, but he did not want to let the guard  have the satisfaction of knowing how much he was scaring him.  Under normal  circumstances Starsky would not have been  afraid, he could handle himself, and  Hutch would have been there to back him up.  These were not normal  circumstances and Hutch had been taken away.  Starsky's main concern was for  Hutch and what they were going to do to him.  But he wasn't prepared for what  was to happen.

The guard holding Starsky by the hair motioned for assistance from his  cohorts.  Starsky shook as he saw what was in the hands of the corrupt group.  Both he and Hutch had seen and been educated on the use of electrical stun devices.  Starsky was hoping he was just being intimidated and prayed they would not use that control device on him.  He knew it was too much to hope  for.

One of the other guards slowly unbuttoned Starsky's shirt and started to  unzip his pants when another  guard stopped him.

"Hey, save some for later…I don't think he's gonna make it through the first  round anyway."

Starsky screamed as the first volt of electricity seared through his body, he  was sure the skin had been burned right off of his right rib area.

"ENOUGH WITH THE SCREAMING CURLY!  YOU HAVEN'T SEEN ANYTHING YET.  YOU SEEM  TO BE PRETTY SURE OF YOURSELF DON'T YOU!  WELL, IT'S NOT GONNA TAKE LONG TO  BREAK YOU.  WE DON'T LIKE YOUR KIND OF ATTITUDE AROUND HERE!!!"

After Starsky had been shocked four more times he was left to fall out of the  chair and onto the  floor.  As he fell, he knocked his head on the side of the  table, stunning him further.  He was only semi conscious, trying to will the  pain away and catch his breath.  The pain was excruciating.  He kept his eyes  closed, pretending to be unconscious so they would stop torturing him.  He  knew he somehow  had to get to Hutch, he knew Hutch would be in trouble and  need him.  He was hoping he could get  to his partner before it was too late.   A few minutes later, Starsky realized that only one guard was left to watch over him and that the guard  had dozed off.

Chapter 4

"Please don't!  Leave me alone... I didn't do anything.  Please just leave me alone!"  Hutch struggled to free himself from his captors.
 
"Struggling will only earn you more punishments Alexander!  You'll do as I  say!  Remember I told you that I would have you before anyone else don't you?  Well, you're all mine now."
 
"Listen Atkinson, just leave me alone.  I'm not causing any trouble and I  didn't do anything to you.  Stop this now and I won't report it."
 
 "REPORT IT!  WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO LISTEN TO YOU!  YOU'RE AT  TAIO NOW AND YOUR JUST A COMMON CRIMINAL, AN INMATE, A PRISONER!  NO ONE WOULD BELIEVE A WORD YOU SAY!  I HAVE A GOOD REPUTATION AND NO ONE - I MEAN NO ONE  TALKS AGAINST ME!  YOU'LL GET WHAT'S COMING TO YOU BOY, MY PRETTY BOY!"
 
Hutch wanted to call for Starsky, but knew that would only get both of them in deeper trouble by blowing their false identities and might get Starsky   hurt.  Hutch would not risk his partner's safety and still held out hope of  speaking with Captain Shields later that day.  He was determined to get Starsky and himself out of the hell hole they'd gotten into.  Hutch tried to stop struggling, but pure fear took over as two of the other guards who had  attacked Starsky, came into the room to meet Atkinson.
 
"Restrain him!  He doesn't know how to obey instructions and he threatened  me."
 
The guards roughly grabbed Hutch's hands and cuffed them behind his back, hen shackled his ankles, making walking or trying to run virtually  impossible.
 
"PLEASE!  I didn't do anything... let me... "
 
A rag was shoved into Hutch's mouth to prevent his screams from being heard. Atkinson had specific plans for his prisoner and the other two guards seemed  to be enjoying themselves also.  Unwanted tears began to fall from Hutch's  eyes.  He knew what was coming and was terrified.  He was further weakened by  blows to his stomach and rib areas and when he fell, more blows followed.  He feared  that at least one or two ribs might have been fractured.  Atkinson had made it clear that Hutch's face was not to be marred, as he wanted his "pretty prisoner" to remain pretty.  Hutch was now curled up into a ball on the  floor, trying to protect his body, will the pain and nausea away and catch his breath.
 
(Starsky... please help me ..please... Oh God...)
 
There was a small table and a couple of chairs around.  He tried to pull away as Atkinson breathed into his terrified face.  Hutch tried to move away from the too close breath but his chin was grabbed, the rag removed as  Atkinson pulled him forward into a long kiss.  Hutch started dry retching with fear and struggling but this only amused his captor.
 
"Lets see what you're made of Pretty Boy... That was a good kiss! Try to stop fighting, you might just enjoy this."
 
Hutch was lifted and dragged over to the table where he was forcefully bent  over it face first, his upper body being forced down onto the table.  One  guard held him secure on the table while the other started to unchain his  ankles but Atkinson couldn't wait.
 
"Forget it!  Leave him like that, he can't go anywhere.  He's mine - now!" and Hutch was left lying face down on the table, unable to see or move from his uncomfortable position.  The rag was replaced.
 
"You're gonna like this Alexander...first time is always the roughest, it would be better for you if you relaxed a little, but if you want to fight, it will be more exciting for me."
 
Hutch heard the other guards laugh and felt Atkinson's hands on him, terrifying him more than anything else possibly  could.  He heaved himself backwards to get away, knocking Atkinson away with his legs.  Atkinson was furious as one of the observers got trigger-happy and shot Hutch with his taser gun.  The dart pierced Hutch in the back as it delivered 30,000 volts  of electricity.  The pain being unbearable, Hutch passed out and rolled to  the floor.
 
"What the hell did you do that for Johnson? "
 
"He was getting violent sir."
 
"I could have handled him, now I'll have to wait!  Don't want to do him when  he's not conscious!  No fun in that!  Take him back to his cell and leave the restraints on him.  Makes it easier for when we come to get him tonight."
 
Starsky had somehow found his way to the room that held Hutch and his tormentors. He'd followed the sounds of cheering but was very weak and dizzy from the shocks.  Only determination to help Hutch gave him the strength to keep going.  He
 arrived just as the guards were lifting his unconscious partner off the  floor.  This was just too much and Starsky lost control.  He screamed and kicked at the guards.  He could clearly see what they were going to do to  Hutch and he no longer thought about his own life, only his partner's.  The guards attempted to further restrain him, but Starsky was not going down easily, fury and desperation fuelling him.
 
"YOU THINK YOU'RE PRETTY DAMN SMART DON'T YOU GODFREY!  I'VE JUST ABOUT HAD  ENOUGH OF YOU!  JOHNSON!  SMITH!"  Atkinson motioned for their assistance and the two guards grabbed Starsky, holding him firmly.
 
 "What the hell did you do to Hu.. Alexander?  He didn't do anything wrong! What is wrong with you people!!!"
 
"Don't worry Godfrey, your cellmate passed out before I could have my way with him, but I WILL have him, you're not going to stop me.  I just might take you too!"
 
"FUCK YOU ATKINSON!!!  YOU LEAVE US ALONE!"
 
Starsky's outburst was cut short as he felt something sharp slice through his  left side.  He saw the bloody switch blade in Johnson's hand, as he fell into darkness.
 
Hutch was returned to his cell, chained and unconscious.  They'd dressed him again but he'd been oblivious to what was happening.
 
Starsky had been returned to their cell also, also unconscious and bleeding.  He began to wake when he heard Hutch crying out.  Ignoring his own pain, he  immediately was at his partner's side.  He held onto his partner, trying to let him know he was safe for now and also because he needed the contact with his friend.  He began to fear that they might not get out of Taio alive.

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