The lesser or two evils

Welcome Back To Hell

(Y/N) POV:

An overhead light was currently flickering in the dimly lit room, and the strong scent of rust mixed with a hint of cement was filling my nose. I had no idea how many days had passed since I had been locked up, nor if it was currently day time or night time, my cell had no windows. I found it a little ironic that I was back in my cell at the Zoldyck's mansion, once again being held up by chains on my wrist, only this time I had willingly come back.

I was dressed in a loose fitting spaghetti strapped, grey dress, that allowed the pieces of my exposed, bare skin to constantly shiver, when making contact with the cold cement wall. Kikyo had made me put it on the moment Kill, and I had returned, as she thought my gym shorts made me look masculine. Leave it to Kikyo to make sure the ladies of the house were always dressed in what she thought of as gender appropriate clothes. I rolled my eyes.

She was beyond happy that Kill had returned, but extremely annoyed that I had come with him. After a little while of pretending to be a worried loving mother to him, she asked "Why would you be so stupid and come back? Haven't you caused this family enough problems?" "I came back for Killua" I answered boldly, before being knocked out by a hit from Kikyo's hand to the back of my neck.

When I had first woken up in the cell, all I could do was pray to anything and everything out in the universe that they weren't hurting Kill, but I knew deep down they would punish him for leaving as well. I knew they wouldn't kill him, but I wasn't so sure they wouldn't kill me. I was shocked when I was left alone in solitary for what felt like days. I wasn't given food or water, but the worst part of the whole situation was not knowing if Killua was okay.

"Do you know how long you have been in here for?" Kikyo's voice startled  me, and I looked towards the door where she was standing. I didn't answer her. "It's been almost a month" she shot me a wicked smile, making her way across the cell to me. "I've been waiting a very long time, to finally give you the punishment you deserve." I looked at her, taking in how stupid she looked wearing that metal, pixelated, single, robotic eye that was covering the upper part of her face.

"First you mess with my first born's mind, convincing him he is capable of feeling love." she sneers and spits at me while she talks. "Then you have the audacity to brainwash the heir to the family into stabbing me and his brother!"  I continue to look at her with a bored expression on my face.

"During your punishment, if you even try using your nen ability on me, I'll just bring Killua in here, and you can watch as I punish him instead of you for your misbehaving." she smiled wickedly at me, knowing I would obey and not enact my voodoo doll ability. Even if I had wanted to I was too thirsty and way too weak from the days of being without the nutrients food provides.  She grabbed my chin and forced me to look into her cyborg vizor.

"Tell me Y/N. Why on earth do my sons love you so much, and continue to follow you around like lost puppies? I just don't understand" Her grip tightened around my chin, pushing her claw like nails into my skin. I found the strength to transform my lips into a small smile and let out a little chuckle "Well Kikyo, let me think about that for a minute. Maybe, just maybe, it could be because I have shone more love and kindness to them in my 7 years here, than you have in their entire lives. I'm more of a mother to Killua than you will ever be."

She smacked my head back into the cement wall so hard I started to see stars. I could smell what little iron was left in my body, as it traveled with the blood that began to pool out of the wound at the back of my head.

"You really are a stupid, stupid whore." her eye narrowed into a little slit as she sent more of her spit flying at my face with ever word she spoke. I could feel each single drop of my blood that was quickly beginning to drip down the back of my head. She turned her back to me, to walk over to the try of knives. Picking up a scalpel, she looked at her reflection in it before turning back to face me. "Did You know (Y/N), that my Father, and Silva had said they saw something special in you? That's why you were hired as my Killua's nanny. Imagine my surprise when I met you and discovered that you were nothing more than a weak, promiscuous girl."