Incognito (SingXReader//A Banana Fish Fanfic)

42. Retribute

Y/n opened her eyes to find herself tied up to her back. She was lying on the floor finding Ash tied on a chair. And then Foxx was standing there.

Every memory started backfiring as she remembered that they were exchanging guns with Foxx but some of their men got caught. Ash surrendered so she had no choice but to put her gun down too then she blacked out.

"Look at that. It's been a while little Y/n, dear. I remember when you're this tall." Foxx started leveling his hand to his stomach to give her a visual of her approximate height that he's talking about. He went closer and grabbed her by the hair. "Look how you've grown. Such an adorable young angel you are." He smirked.

The girl gave a grin back. "Calling me an angel is the worst insult anyone can give. It's annoying." She said back coldly.

The man smirked amused. "I see you're still the same as last time. But what changed is you're actually weaker today."

The girl hissed. Nothing more her confined arms and feet could do while her eyes observed the area.

"Damn! Foxx don't touch her!" Ash shouted from the chair he's been tied in to. She could hear the chair squealing as it rubs harshly on the floor while he struggled.

The man didn't seem to mind and was focused to the girl in front of him. Pulling her hair up even more that she had to follow with her body. "Damn you." She growled.

"Oh ho ho. My, look how terrifying you've gotten." He said amused, pushing y/n back on the floor letting the girl watch him on top of him. "I guess now that you've turned riped and ready, you wouldn't mind having one audience as I peel your little sass, right?" He grinned, touching her leg and pressing his nails to her skin.

She tried to kicked it off, struggling not just in disgust and in horror while Ash's shouts had been burried in her panic that she couldn't hear anything but Foxx's laughter as his hands moved. "Fuck off you, shit!" The girl exclaimed in warning.

"Ah, to think the day would come when your little mouth would spray such words." He didn't pay much attention to Y/n's struggle until the knot from her feet loosen that freed her feet and kicked up as strong as she could to the man's side.

It looked like he was expecting that, using his arm to shield his waist from getting a critical hit. But his lips still grinning from ear to ear.

"That kick is a serious punch, little Y/n. I'm glad to know you still have the muscle to get back at me." He stood up, rubbing his arm while he tilt his neck from left to right. "Men, come in." He said.

The door behind them opened. Two men entered the vicinity. They were fully armed, guns slung on both shoulder and grenades attached to their belt.

"I guess it's about time we question the little mr. Lynx. Hold that brat for a while, I don't want her escaping because she's going to be bad news for you." The moment he ordered that, the two men  began to hold her face down flat on the floor. Her body pinned down with secured force.

She watched. How that man beat Ash in front of her yet she can't do a thing. She was struggling but nothing happened. The men tied her feet again, now tighter. Then her mouth in tape to stop her from making a noise. A syringe pulled out from one of the men, fusing it to her neck that within seconds had turned her body just as weak as a doll.

"Leave us for a while." Foxx again said.

The two obeyed. Leaving the three on the room before closing the door.

"What the hell do you want?" Ash hissed.

"Join me Ash. Rule over this country." He said. His eyes wield greed and ambitions.

The blond simply taunted and insulted him. No matter how he tries to beat him the boy won't budge.

***

Sing, Eiji, Shorter, Jessica and Cain stormed into the hide out. Raining the first hit of bullets in the enemy, hearing simultaneous gunshots inside. The five rushed in, shooting every mercenary that comes their way until a figure jumped out of a metal door.

They turned to recognize the blond that holds the gun in his hand. What surprised them was the girl he was carrying in his back. She passed out. Her head burried in his shoulder and her arms hanging lifeless like doll.

When Ash noticed them, his eyes grew wide, either knowing whether his panic surged nor he's worried that Eiji would get caught to the dangerous men in the basr. "What are you doing here?!" He asked tensed. "Dammit. Let's go!" He shouted instead.

They started to run back out again. Finally escaping the place before reinforcement woulf come to push them back. Everyone were catching their breaths, Cain went near him. "I guess you can put the girl down and get some rest." He tapped the blonde's shoulder.

Ash gasped, slapping the man's hand off of him in a rather crumbled expression. Wide and threatening violence took shape in his emerald eyes. "Don't touch us." He coldly said in a stern yet wary voice while he was breathing heavily. But when he realized that it was only Cain, he softened and looked away.

"What's wrong with you?" Cain asked.

"Sorry man." He went towards the boxes, putting the girl beside him to rest her head while he sat to stare into a space in front of him. Only noticing both clothes were ripped up. Y/n's clothes were ripped on the shoulder until her chest, only covering her breast with the binding that she recieved after her scars at her back. She had bruises and for Sing to think thoughts of her being touched was something he even feared. Ash already had his shirt torn open whilst also covered in bruises that probably inflicted to make him talk.

There was silence. Ash was trembling. His eyes resembled a kitten taken out without its parent. His hands were clasped together, knuckles already turning white from the tight hold. Eiji stepped closer to him, facing him with a blank yet soft look as he slowly held him close to an inviting embrace. No one spoke nor moved as the shaky blond slowly retrieved his common ground and relaxed.

Y/n opened her eyes. He e/c irises looked to the scene that welcomed her. She slowly twitched her fingers to test her mobility at the moment and it's still hard to move. Then she lifted her body up only to fall on the ground that made the group looked at her.

"Y/n. Are you okay?" Ash asked worried, he turned to her separating from Eiji's hug. The girl was on her knees and there's no telling what her blank expression has to offer.

Sing ran towards her for support. Quietly lifting her up with her arms and she helped herself. She was limping a bit but persisting her nerves to take control of her body. The young Chinese took her back to sit on the box she had been leaning in to when she was asleep.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

Jessica went to her aid too. Worried that something might have happened while they were gone. She at least wanted to tend to her support.

Y/n instead eyed Ash. The blond looked away in defense. Then she turned back to Sing. The worried boy staring at her when she suddenly jumped on him for a weak but surprising embrace. "What could I have done?" She asked. A question only Ash understood.

Foxx let her watch how he touched Ash. The worst scene she could imagine the devil do to her dear friend and brother. The painful reality that connected his life then and now as the grotesque and unveiling reality befell the moment. Her e/c eyes reflecting each seconds that passed during that time in the little box.

The filthy old man touched Ash... did him in her stead. He volunteered for him to stop and she couldn't do a thing because she was drugged.

She didn't cry. Just held the boy with her little strength to feel his warmth. Sing didn't ask what she meant by her question earlier and simply allowed her to find comfort in him. She was hurt... more than anything he didn't want to add more pain in her beautiful yet regretful eyes.