Feitan x Reader; Tangled in a Web of Spiders

A Gift from a Spider part 2

Well, it had been over a week since he had stopped trying to convince you to break anything in his body. And here you had believed he had given up. Apparently, he had just changed the plan slightly. You looked at the man in the chair, his head had fallen forward again, and you had no idea if he was conscious enough to hear you. Fei's hand left you and yanked the man's head back up and he looked nervously between the two of you, his face a mixture of terror and confusion. You let your own eyes slide between you and Feitan as well, the contrast between his intimidating blood covered outfit and your soft dressing gown made you an odd looking couple indeed, and you were struck by the absurd surrealism of the whole situation.

'You speak. Tell her about girl.' Feitan emphasized his words with a hard tug that made the man whimper.

'What... what do you want to know?' he was close to tears, and you were definitely uncomfortable with what was going on. What the hell was Fei thinking? And just what did he expect you to do here?

'Tell what you did. Girl how old?'

'I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. She was just too beautiful,' the man sobbed looking at you with puffy pleading eyes, then he suddenly cried out in pain as Feitan's fist slammed down on his already broken fingers, crushing them against the wooden armrest. You jumped and took a step back. You'd always known about this side of him, but seeing it like this...

'You answer question.'

'She was so pretty. Maybe four or five years old...' the man sobbed, staring at Feitan with frightened eyes. 'I used her all up... I couldn't stop myself, I'm sorry.'

A child, a small child... You felt your insides turn to ice and every shred of pity you'd had for this man disappeared, and an unfamiliar rage bubbled up inside you.

'You raped a small girl? Killed her?' you almost didn't recognize your own voice, it sounded dead of emotions and even colder than Feitan's.

'I didn't mean to kill her, I swear.'

He started desperately to tug at the ropes, but of course they didn't budge. You glanced at Feitan, who for some reason was looking intently at you, his eyes even more intense than usual.

'Girl dead when I found them. He big man, girl very small. Bled out.'

Bled out? The images in your head made you want to retch, and suddenly dizzy you sank to your knees, one hand grabbing at Fei's coat for support.

'I didn't mean to kill any of them. It was their own fault. They were just too pretty. Too beautiful.'

'They? How many?' your voice was like ice.

'Eight. No, sorry, nine.'

He'd raped and killed nine kids? Your head was spinning, full of gruesome images mixing with your own memories. But you had been an adult when it happened to you. Despite the pain, the disgust, and humiliation, both your body and mind had been mature enough to understand what was happening. But a five year old...

It was getting harder to breathe as the ice took over your chest, threatening to suffocate you.

'Want hurt him now?' Fei's voice brought you back, it sounded softer than usual, kinder. He took your hand and placed it on the man's tied down arm. Like in a dream, you nodded.

'Maybe start small with finger. Then arm?'

The man stared at you, perhaps he could sense the conflict inside you, and he tried pleading once more.

'Hey, you seem like a nice girl,' he was crying now, 'Don't do this. Please. You don't have to do anything that monster tells you to.' His eyes darted from your face, to Feitan's and back again. For some reason that was the last drop.