Stand by me (Jjba X Reader)

Heavan Bound| La squadra

A/N: HAHAH! ITS DONE! FINSIHED!!! HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA *dies*

The man before you was tall, muscular, and downright terrifying. You were scared, by God above you were mortified! However despite the fear of what this stranger might do to you. You simply sat.

Calm. Still. Unmoving.

"Yes?" You spoke up as if you weren't strapped to a blood-stained, metal chair.

Your captor seemed rather confused. Most people at this point would be begging for their lives! Yet you sat perfectly still as if you were at an interview or a business meeting. Ha! That wasn't too far from the truth. This was a business meeting and he would determine if the goods were worthy enough to reach the shelves.

"I have some questions and you are going to answer them"

"Understood"

"... You enhance the vitality in a person, right?"

"Heavens bound? Yes...ah..." how did you say this word again? Increase? You wished you had your dictionary with you, "Make life a lot longer, purifies toxins in mind and body a blessing from God"

He let out a puff of air," a shame your God won't save you now"

" won't save you now" You copied him word for word at the same time. you'd heard that line so many times it was like clockwork. Maybe it was a bad idea to mock and mimic your capture but the low-hanging fruit was just too delicious.

"Been in this situation before?" He asked leaning on the door.

"Apologies for rudeness, tired" you covered your mouth and yawned.

The red-eyed man stared at you, calculating just what he would do with you and if you were worth it.

He could see that torture was unnecessary with you. The way you conducted yourself and that odd defeated, yet willing, personality you had.

It was like you were content with just being used and passed on once you had no more use left. Was that the case? What a miserable existence, living for others.

"Your only purpose in life is to fulfill the needs of others, Pitiful"

You knew that but there was nothing you could do.

"You need something from me?" You asked, cutting straight to the point.

"Hm, I'll see if I should just kill you or not"

You sat patiently as he looked over a dossier.

It was a bit cold in here as no heat radiated would it be rude to ask for a blanket? It's not like he'd just randomly torture you. People didn't do sick things like that unless they had a reason. Or unless they were just sick in the head like that.

He had long since finished reading the dossier but he wanted to gauge your reaction. So far you hadn't made any attempts in escaping, you didn't even try attacking him! You just sat there, patiently awaiting whatever Injustice he planned to perform on you.

"Pardon!" You spoke up making his red eyes lock onto yours, "blankets? cold!"

He looked at you funny. A blanket? He wasn't even sure they had pillows for the couch here. What a strange woman you were. You held no fear, no animosity no anything. Fine, if that's how you wanted to act he'd play along!

"I'll make you an offer, sister bella"

An offer? All you wanted was a blanket. It was really cold in here! And the dried blood on your seat most definitely had stained your dress. Speaking of blood-stained dress, you were starting to feel the tale tell twinges of cramps. You were grateful for the blanket, regardless of how small it was.