Ruined

Escape

Your cheeks were inflamed with your embarrassment. Scar had you over his shoulder. Scratchy rope bit into your skin and your wrists ache in protest every time you struggle. The little girl skipped behind him going on and on about how happy she was to have another girl join their team. You scoffed behind the tape secured over your mouth. As if you would ever join Scar's rag tag team. Couldn't she see you were there against your will?

Scar approached a dilapidated house on the outskirts of Central. The steps groaned underneath his feet as he entered the place. The little girl, you think he called her Mei, raced ahead of him and yanked open the door.

"We're back Mr.Yoki!" She exclaimed with excitement.

"Oh so soon? And did you bring food back with you?"

"Nope, we brought back something even better. Another girl is joining our team!" She cheered, bouncing in place, even the black and white cat on her shoulder seemed to be excited too.

"What?! As though you're not enough trouble as it is." His face fell as he saw Scar walk into the empty room with you over his shoulder. "You went and brought back another mouth to feed!" He screeched in horror. "Our provisions are stretched thin as it is. We're going to starve!" He cried, burying his face in his hands. You rolled your eyes, such a drama king. How did a bloodthirsty killer like Scar whine up traveling with an annoying idiot like him? Maybe he's a prisoner too, but somehow you doubt that.

Mei walked up to the man and patted him on his shoulder. "Don't cry Mr. Yoki, I'm sure we'll make it work somehow."

"Yeah so long as you stop taking more than your fair share of the food!"

The girl gasped. "Don't eat all the food!" The cat on her shoulder squeaked in agreement.

"Oh yeah? Between you and your stupid cat we run out of provisions within three days!"

"The only one taking more than their fair share of food is you, Yoki." Scar interjected before ungracefully dropping you to the floor. You snarl and glare daggers at him. If looks could kill, Scar would be on the floor bleeding out by now. If only. Scar ignored you and continued addressing the man. "Now stop complaining and get a fire started."

"Y-yes, Mr. Scar." Yoki gathered the logs that were stashed in the corner of the room. He stopped when he felt your gaze on him. "Oh." He said before rising to his feet and approaching you, stopping a foot behind Scar. "Now I see why you brought her along." You grimace at the lecherous look he gave you. His cheeks are tinted pink with the lewd thoughts no doubt circling through his mind. If you weren't tied up you would punch the look right off his face. He continued, "even a man like yourself has his needs, huh? I couldn't have picked a better woman myself." He said while eying your chest.

Scar ignores him and knelt down in front of you. "I'm going to remove the tape now, you'll be best to behave yourself."

You arch a brow at that. Reaching out to grab the tape, he rips it off of your mouth. You ignored the burning pain in favor of letting the Ishvalan know exactly how you felt about your predicament. "Screw you, you fucking bastard!"

"Oh she's a feisty one, I didn't know you preferred your women with a little spice." Yoki cooed, completely misreading the situation. "I've always enjoyed lively women myself."

"Say one more word and I won't hesitate to slam your face against the floor." Scar snarled. At least you weren't the only one who felt like pummeling the idiot in front of you.

"S-sorry, sir!" Yoki stuttered. "It won't happen again, I'll just pretend like she's not even here." He went back to tending to the fire, which he hadn't even lit yet.