A Mercs Best Friend...Or More? (Sinner Male Y/n X Carmilla Carmine)

Interrogation

(Third Person POV)

When Carmine finally arrived at the testing cell that Y/n was in, she found the glass door shattered. When she walked in she saw it was empty except for a empty syringe labeled "Rush". "Where is he?" Suddenly she heard gunfire down the hallway and rushed to see what was happening. Her eyes widened in shock at the scene before her. Y/n, now reduced to looking like a burnt chicken tender, was taking down multiple security guards at a time. She then noticed another syringe sticking out of his arm as he was fighting.

"EVERYONE HOLD FIRE! INTRUDER, STAND DOWN!" The guards immediately obey her order, but appear nervous about what will happen next. Y/n slowly turns to Carmilla with a glare before responding, "That wasn't the first time someone has tried to kill me, but it definitely was one of the more painful attempts." His voice was raspy and he was coughing like he was about to drop dead any second. Carmilla slowly approaches him before talking again. "We had no intention of putting you through that. The Scientists didn't know you were there and-" She's cut off by Y/n's raspy laugh, "So you're here to say, 'My bad, it was a accident'?!"

The room goes quiet again as Carmilla's mind races, 'I can't fight him now. Whatever was in those syringes gave him the ability to wipe the floor with my security, even when he is in such a horrible state.' "Well, you did break into my facility. This is the repercussions." her tone becomes cold and menacing, "And you attacked my daughter." Y/n laughs again, this time his voice is noticeably less raspy. "First of all, didn't mean to break into your testing lab, secondly, she started it by pointing a gun at me."

"She was merely defending herself from a dangerous intruder. Now surrender yourself or we will kill you." Y/n quickly examines his situation again, 'The guards I could've handled, but Carmine is a problem in this state...damnit!' Y/n raises his hands above his head before falling onto his knees. A couple guards approach and quickly restrain him with some heavy ass handcuffs. "Wow. Y'all broke out the special stuff for me? You shouldn't have." The guards shoved him and told him to shut it, before leading him directly in front of Carmine.

"So...Are you going to let me go peacefully or am I going to have to break out of here?" y/n said in a sarcastic voice. Carmine appears lost in thought while staring at you. "Um, hello? Weapons dealer home? Por el amor de satanas..." Carmilla appears to snap out of it before responding. "You know Spanish?" Y/n smiles, "Si, se muchos idiomas." Carmilla takes note of his behavior, 'Seems he enjoys to talk, what should I do with him? He is a decent fighter but I don't recognize him.' 

"Who are you exactly?" Y/n just chuckles slightly, "You don't have the right to know my name, just call me Vulcan. No, not Star Trek, Rome." She takes a interest in the name, "Isn't that the Roman name for Hephaestus? Does this name hold any relevance to you?" She gives you a questioning look while waiting for a answer. You reply with the simple truth, "It holds relevance as in I know my way with any machinery, from weapons of war to clean energy. Though some gave me the name Perro Debil."

" 'Weak Dog'? Why?" Carmine asks in regards to your more widely known name. "It's because I don't accept a lot of jobs, and never ones against sinners usually. I've also been labeled Imp Killer because that's all I've really killed." She just stands in silence for a few moments before ordering some of the guards to take you to the interrogation room. "We shall talk more later, for now you'll wait."

After that a hood is thrown over your head and you are dragged through hallway after hallway until you finally arrive at your destination. You feel yourself being strapped into a chair as the hood is pulled off your face.

(Y/n's POV)

This shit has all gone off the rails. First I'm instantly discovered, then apprehended, electrocuted, attempt escape only to be recaptured, and finally awaiting to be interrogated. "Nice going me." I say to myself as the guards leave the room. I wait in silence for nearly four hours before someone finally opens the door, but it's not what I expected. Through the door walked Carmine and her two daughters. Clara and Odette eyed me warily while Carmilla appeared just fine.

"Must say, I didn't expect to interrogated and tortured by the big boss herself!" I say in a sarcastic tone to show I don't care about what they're here to do. "Oh, I won't be torturing you. I've done some research on you and found quite a surprising lack of information. Just a lot of made up things, like attempted assassination on Lucifer, Mammon, and Satan. As well as apparently being the reason we have earth TV channels here in Hell thanks to your technological advancements." I grow nervous at the mention of my past lives I've led down here. "It looks like someone did their homework. What do you want from me Miss Carmine?" 'Play it cool, she knows a lot and no one researches someone they have in custody this much just to kill them. figure out what she wants.'

"Straight to the point? I appreciate that. I want you to kill someone for me." I feel myself grow nervous, "Who?" She then slides a photo of a imp child wearing a Fizzarolli fan shirt and carrying a notepad and pencil. "This kid, no reason, just want it done." I look at the photo and then back at Carmine, feeling anger and disgust grow in me. "Not a fucking chance!" She looks at me with a raised eyebrow, "So you wish to be electrocuted again?" I stare her dead in her eyes before saying, "Do your fucking worst you psychotic bitch."

At first the room grows deadly quiet, and it remains that way for several minutes before Carmine let's out a sigh of relief and takes the photo back. "That's good. I guess the files about your code were true. Though it wasn't very clear it said that children are always denied as targets for you." I stare at her for a second before responding, "So what? You are just fucking with me?"

She reaches over and opens the handcuffs before asking another question, "Why did you break into my facility that you believed to be a armory?" I look down at my now free hands in confusion before answering her question, "I needed angelic steel weapons for a contract I took to kill a few sinners who were causing some trouble. I can't afford it so decided to just borrow some."

Her and her daughters look at me with cold and calculating stares before Carmine lets out a small laugh. "'Borrow'? You were here to steal from us so just say it. But I would say you have suffered enough after going through that." she gestures at the burns on my skin before realizing that they were healing at a rapid pace. Her face then holds a look of shock, "What the hell? How are you already almost healed?"

I look at myself and realize that I'm almost completely back to normal. "It's just how I am. It's a bit of a curse, even angelic steel doesn't affect me as strongly as it does other sinners." They all appeared shocked at this info, 'Probably should have kept that to myself.' My mind starts racing at all the experiments that they'll put me through. I'm snapped back to reality by Carmine shaking my shoulders. "Vulcan? Vulcan, can you hear us?" "Oh, yes, sorry about that." 

Carmine just sighs before standing, "I would like to offer you a job. Come and work for me. You have proven yourself to be able to wipe the floor with some of my best security officers I have ever had." I think about what she just said, 'A job? A proper ass job without having to constantly kill people? I'll actually be protecting rather than hunting.' Before I can even process what I'm doing I rush over and hug her, "Yes! I accept!"