"Did you or did you not know what he did?" His words rang through the cold and unforgiving walls of the prison that surrounded you. You could feel your body tensing up, your breaths growing more uneven with fear.
"Don't let him see that you're afraid." You lifted your head, and as much as the fear running through your body and nearly paralyzing you, you glared at the man brooding above you.
"What are you talking about?" you sneered at him, and you did not take your eyes off of him for a second. You could see that as much as he tried his hardest to keep his composure, your reply enraged him. His eyes, an odd grey hue glimmered slightly as if they were almost brown, no maybe a different color you couldn't put your finger on.
He quickly lunged towards you, the space between you becoming nonexistent almost instantly. You almost didn't have time to flinch, as he wrapped his fingers around your neck. His eyes began to burn with a rage so intense and dangerously dark.
"Don't you dare play coy with me." He growled, squeezing his hand around your neck.
This was not the familiar grasp you were used to. Feitan was always gentle with you when he carefully choked you whenever he was with you. Somehow as you were sitting there, arms tied behind your back and completely defenseless and without any of your Nen to help get you out of this situation.
"I was hoping I wouldn't have to resort to this." The blonde man pulled back as he suddenly snapped out of his fit of anger and took a deep breath before taking a few steps back.
He was slender, above average in height, and with a face that had very delicate and defining features. His eyes were large and cat-shaped. If this hadn't been the situation that had led to you two meeting, you might have considered him to be good-looking.
But this was not the ideal situation. Your intuition told you that you were in some serious danger, and given the circumstances, you were at a disadvantage.
"What do you want?" you glared, your eyes following his every movement.
He suddenly became enveloped with a surge of aura, and as he raised his index finger. You did not need to use gyo to see the chains that dangled from his hand and the sight of this nearly made you gasp.
"You...you're the Chain-user!" you struggled to finish the sentence. You could feel your heart racing and your blood pulsing so loudly it pounded in your ears.
Ignoring your declaration, he blinked slowly and took a few steps forward. "The reason why your Nen is rendered unusable is that I used an ability of mine to "borrow" it. I had reasoned you would be difficult to extract information from, so I took precautionary measures." He spoke eloquently; you could tell he was brilliant.
"It seems to me that you've brought me here to live out your fantasy of some deranged monologue. You also seem to keep forgetting the part where this involves me."
"Where is he?" He growled.
"Is this why I am here. You want to know where he is?" you taunted him, smiling at him knowing you were provoking him.
You spat at the floor, your hair becoming loose in the struggle. "If you think you brought me here to extort information about them, you're dead wrong. I know nothing."
"Nothing huh?" He began to pace around you in a circle, his eyes digging into you like you were made of glass.
"I know your involvement with the short brooding one with black hair. I know that you are in a...let's say a romantic situation with that one. You know enough to tell me where he can be found. So, before I decide to use your own ability against you, did you know what he has done?"
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Undeniable (Feitan x Reader)
FanficLiving as a straight-laced Hunter, you had a normal and for the most part uneventful life. That is until you run into Feitan, a member of the notorious Phantom Troupe and he turns your whole world upside down. Not everything is as it seems in this s...