Footsteps could be heard walking into the cell of the dungeon that I ended up in right after the big fight that has been caused. I was chained up this time by the limbs, being on my knees while both my wrists are chained to the wall behind me. I was injured with scratches all over me, a couple of bruises but they weren't so bad to keep me down. None of the injuries were the reason why I was breathing heavily.
A shadow loomed by the door, opening it after unlocking it to step inside. It was crocodile.
My head was facing the ground, didn't even move a single bit as I was in a weak state.
Just what are those chains made out of? Or was there something else that I missed out?
He approached me with slow strides, towering me. I could sense that he was looking down on me, this poor bastard...
He stopped right in front of me, no words. Nothing.
Then, he reached down to grab my chin with his flesh hand and tilted my head up completely, revealing my bleeding face. I didn't say anything as I glared at him, and so he did the same.
"... you're not going to say anything?"
He spoke in a low and cold tone, his cigar still burning like normal even as he speaks.
There was a moment of silence. I was too drained from whatever this chain is. He continued speaking.
"You just arrived on this island, the one full of pirates and yet this is the second time you find yourself into trouble. For someone in their 30s and formal looking, you seemed to like to find yourself into trouble, especially if you let out a handful of marines escape this island..."
"If those are the things that bother you, then surely you're no better than that crappy admiral Sakazuki Akainu -"
Before I could finish my sentence, he let go of my chin and gave me a slap across the face.
It surely was more effective for being in a weaker state as it stung like hell. My face was turned to my right side after the hard slap before he used his golden hook to tuck it to my ripped top and pull me up to be almost eye level with him.
"Don't you talk down to me, you filthy bitch."
"After all the torture, Buggy's little fanboys gave up trying to break me."
I muttered after his low growl. He was irritated to say the least about my comment, but he didn't do anything else except stare dead into my eyes with his tired look while I did the same. It seems like neither of us would back down even if I was barely standing.
"I only let a child out of the island. What's the point?"
"The point is that she could be someone valuable to trade."
"Trade for what exactly?"
He was silent, looking at me with a firm expression. We both knew the answer to that.
"Money. You're doing all this for money. You're nothing but a greedy man, Crocodile..."
My voice was low, didn't even blink once while saying these things to him. The atmosphere in this cell grew darker seconds after seconds...
Crocodile didn't respond to what I answered for him, just kept silent while glaring at me.
"...what do you know."
"More than you think."
"Oh yeah? Like what."
"That you got send to jail after getting beaten up by a rubber band soaked with water."
"It was blood!"
He rolled his eyes as he seemed passively agitated about that subject, but that wouldn't give me an opportunity to escape this dungeon.
Before he could say anything else, he stopped. He wasn't glaring me in the eyes anymore, but more like somewhere else on my face.
His hand reached up to me face, trying to reach for my left cheek. Moving my head away was futile, he grabbed my chin and roughly made me face him. He ran his thumb on my cheek before being more rougher.
"Stop."
I muttered angrily, but he didn't listen. Finally after rubbing my cheek with his thumb, me was staring at it... a detail on my face that surfaced...
"Hm. A face tattoo it seems..."
He grumbled a bit, not showing a proper reaction as it stays firm.
"I can get the reason why you covered it with make up... looks horrendous on you if you ask me..."
I clenched my teeth a bit, exhaling and tried to move my face away from his grip, but that made him hold my chin even tighter, so tight that I had a feeling that he's trying to bore his fingers into my jaw.
"So you were a slave back then? Oh not only a slave that needed to be rescued, but the one that is the reason why everyone else needed rescue..."
"Don't you dare..."
He raised his eyebrows a bit. It wasn't a bright idea to say this, because a grin then appeared on his face after most-likely realizing that he hit my weak point...
"Oh what's wrong? Not so tough hm?" „You don't know anything at this time."
"True, but I do know one thing"
He leaned in, his breath mixed with his cigar fanned between the both of us but it didn't disturb me at all. He grinned and replied with an even lower tone, if that's possible.
"And that is there's supposed to be a reason for you to be locked up."
"There was no reason."
"As if I believe such a thing coming from the person who cheated through trading."
"My sister is not a trading item you scum."
"No but she was one too, wasn't she? Suits her for someone being utterly pathetic- "
I clenched my teeth. I then got on my feet properly and like an angered animal, I swung my upper body away from him and then moved it back at him. My tusk and fangs sharpened as my mouth opened wide and I launched down to bite his fleshy hand hard, that used to hold my face into place.
He hissed and tried to move his bitten hand out of my mouth, but I kept it firm, almost boring my teeth through his hand before getting smacked by his golden hook, that unhooked itself from my ripped clothing to force me to lessen the pressure on his bleeding hand, leaving me dizzy.
He stepped back while placing his hand on his hook, clearly angered by my action as his eyes widened, his teeth clenched around his cigar.
I looked up at him as I couldn't stand properly, thanks to the chains that I got stuck with that sucks out my life energy, I glared at him, my white eclipsed-shaped pupils glowing under my darkened eyes while his blood trickled out of my bruised lip.
"You say another word around me and I'll make sure you get two golden hooks, but instead of another hook, make it a dildo so you can go ahead and FUCK YOURSELF ONCE I GET OUT OF THESE CHAINS!!"
I shouted as loud as I could, wasting my remaining energy. Really great.
I tell on my knees to the ground, breathing heavily. I didn't really notice it earlier till now.
What are these chains even made out of!?
Crocodile didn't say anything else except letting out quiet groans. He turns around and walks away. I could overhear him talking to some people outside.
"Boss What happened!?"
"A little incident. Just continue putting her in place. Don't feed or give her anything to drink."
He spoke in a harsh tone, commanding his little underlings to continue the whipping while walking away.
