Desires of Men ~SEQUEL TO THE LIFE I LIVE~

Experimentation

Law examined the still-beating heart in his hand as he walked closer and closer to the interrogation room. The organ was still warm, despite being absent from the body.

'Incredible.' Law thought. 'So many things are made possible by this.'

Liam walked behind him, watching as his captain rotated the organ this way and that. His feelings at that moment were strange: part of him was disgusted by the impossible notion of someone's heart being ripped from their body and them remaining alive, while the other was grotesquely intrigued with the possibilities. He wasn't sure which one he wanted to win out.

Taking a turn down the hall, they approached the interrogation room door, hearing the soft breathing of their captive inside. Law turned to the medic.

"I want you to observe and write down your findings." Nodding, he took out a small notepad and a pen. With one more glance, Law reached for the knob and walked inside.

"I demand-"

"If you know what's good for you, you'll keep quiet and cooperate." The captain interrupted, taking a seat in the empty chair facing her. She huffed loudly, most likely frustrated by his haughty attitude and the fact that she was still strapped to the chair. Her eyes narrowed when he grinned. "Or, if you don't, I can always accommodate my hospitality to match your respect towards me. Either way, it won't matter to me in the least."

The underlying warning was blatant to Mona, and she kept quiet from then on. Instead, her eyes studied both men as they faced her, one holding a pen and paper, the other holding some sort of cube...

Her heart sank in her chest...well, actually it didn't, because her heart was in the hands of one of the worst of the cruel pirates known as the Worst Generation. The red cube pulsed in between his long, tattooed fingers and he seemed to relish the terror her eyes beheld. Her first inclination was to scream, to cry, to beg for the release of her organ, but any of those actions would have been fruitless. The Surgeon of Death surely wouldn't listen to her pleas.

"I've never had the chance to practice my ability in this way and I must say, the results are really very fascinating." He held up her heart a little, as if examining it more closely in the light, though she suspected his motives were more sinister than that. She knew of the concept of psychological torture and that is what she believed was happening right at that moment.

"As such," He continued. "I have yet to learn to what extent this ability can be used. That is why you are going to help me." He practically purred, excited by something Mona couldn't guess. "Tell me, does this hurt?"

He squeezed her heart a tiny amount, but the resulting pain that shot through her body was intense. Her muscles seized up, effectively preventing her movement. Something squeezed her organs together, or at least that's what it felt like, and she couldn't stop the following scream from exploding out of her mouth.

"AH...Ah..." She choked out, trying to catch her breath. With swimming vision she spat on the ground to try to clear her throat, do something to get air to her lungs but she felt like the oxygen was being sucked away from her.

And then finally the pain subsided, her breathing once again restored and the spots in her eyes slowly fading. Breathing heavily, she glanced up at the sadistic pirate captain with malice. He only grinned in return. The one standing behind him was writing something down.

"On a scale of one to ten, how awful was the pain?" The pirate asked in mock concern. Mona wanted to retort but her throat was still on fire from the pain. Law's only answer was a shake of her head.

"Well, I'm going to assume it was a one seeing as you're still relatively unscathed. So, let's go through each level just to be sure." He then squeezed the cube once more and Mona's screams filled the room.