My Quiet Life academia (BNHA X JJBA)

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I wake up in a bright room

I'm tied to a table face down, shirtless.

my face is beaten and bloodied and There's a pulsing pain throughout my entire body, most likely bruising across my back and left calf.

I attempt to summon Killer Queen but am unable

"Trying to summon your stand are you?" an imposing voice asks. "I'm afraid that isn't going to work, I pumped you up with just enough Sedatives to make you unable to muster the willpower to summon a stand but will still keep you conscious."

he walks up spinning the table up bringing us face to face

I stare into the green eyes of whatever seems to be possessing Dillan these days.

funnily enough that was the best sleep I've had in weeks....

I'm not one for making light of situations like this but.... Thank Non-existant-God it's the weekend...

he smirks and walks away

then I begin hearing the clink and clatter of someone rolling in a trolley of sorts.

the thug makes sure to roll it up right in front of me as "Crimson King" as the thugs seem to call him walks up again now with gloves on.

"Do you know what a Blood eagle is?" he asks tightening his gloves.

"I didn't think so.... it was a form of ritual execution used by the Vikings, you see they'd string their victims up and begin cutting open their back, then after all the pesky skin and muscles is out of the way they'd sever the spine from the ribs and force them and the lungs outward creating wings. There's even rumours of people surviving the ordeal and staying alive for a few agonizing hours before succumbing to the wounds."

he walks over picking up a surgical scalpel and observing it.

"You'll have to bare with me if you die, it's my first time trying one."

he flips the table again so I'm facing the floor once more.

I feel the cold metal of the tool be pressed against my bare back.

"Or... You could tell me about Soul sooth and I'll make your death instant, painless."

I attempt to finally speak but my throat is dry so my voice is coerce.

he flips me upward again getting in my face and listening in

"Go Fiddle yourself Pinkie." I wheeze before attempting to spit in his face but due to my dry mouth it's just blowing in his eyes lightly.

he stares at me blankly "Is that a dig at my hair or lack of a right pinkie? actually never mind."

he puts the scalpel down and removes his gloves before reaching below pulling out a lead pipe.

"Did you know you can bleed out without spilling a drop? all Internal."

removeing his blazer and rolling up his sleeves he grips the pipe tight preparing to swing it at my torso.

"I've never understood why everyone seems to underestimate Dillan, the guy literally talks about brutalizing small creatures in such vivid detail You'd think it would raise more red flags than a CCP parade. He might not know what 6 Times 4 is but he sure does know the exact amount of trauma you can inflict before someone goes into shock."