Twisting Fate -Mafia Dazai X Reader

5 - Interrogation Before Bedtime

You hardly registered Dazai pushing you in, causing a surprised Akutagawa to catch you in his open arms - then toss you to the dirty concrete with disgust whilst flashing the taller man a death glare.

"Shes all yours Akutagawa, dont be too hard on her - Mori wants her back alive."
And with that Dazai strode away leaving you to the mercy of this man dressed all in black with what appeared to be a scowl, permanently etched on his face.

Immediately when the door slammed shut you felt yourself being thrown into the chair on the far side of the room like some limp ragdoll. It stole the air from inside your lungs, leaving you desperately gasping for breath whilst Akutagawa's rashomon retreated into the abyss of his black coat.
He sneered at you.

"How dare they put me in charge of some little girl"

What a horrid man.

You would have probaly voiced your opinion if not for the significant lack of oxygen running through your veins.

Whilst Akutagawa walked over to look at the few scraps of files they hurriedly gathered on you, your eyes scanned the room for any hint of a weapon or escape route.
The walls here were dark, the room overall was pretty dimly lit with a single light bulb hanging right above your head.

You think with the mafia being loaded they would spare some money for the basement.
Oh well I guess it does have an intimidating vibe to it , who am I to judge?

Shuffling uncomfortable in your seat, you were thankful your arms had not been locked in to the metal handcuffs that were melded to the chair, it seems you weren't seen as much of a threat.

Yet.

There were some dogey looking dried stains of something all over the wood, like someone either had their period or beld out profusely due to torture.

Please tell me its the first one. Ew actually nevermind. I dont want either of those.

Around you, on the floor ,the same dark stains haunted the dirty concrete, constant reminders of what horrors people endured whilst being sat in your position. Deep gauges of what looked like some creatures claws had been raked across the arms of the chair right where the handcuffs were, but they could only be human fingernails. A shiver slid down your spine as you imagined what cruel things had occured in this room.

"You're here because of your ability?" Akutagawa interrupted your buzzing thoughts. He came up to you, taking your face roughly in his hand and tilting it up to inspect you.

"You don't look like much, I dont understand why they would even bother."

He let go and you jerked away from him, hatred gleaming in your eyes like someone had set them on fire.

This jerk is seriously digging himself into a bottomless pit at this point.
I was going to go easy on him but I dont think I will.
Hah have you seen the situation you are in? Be realistic - you cant do anything to this guy.

In response, a wall of crimson interlaced by pitch black threads emerged from behind Akutagawa, in its maw rows upon rows of blade like teeth. Each one waiting to be sunk into your flesh to tear skin from bone - once this monster pounced ,your ability would not be able to stop it, you only choice was to strike before it got a chance.

'Tell me, what is your ability?' The black haired man demanded an answer.

Crap, how do I avoid answering? Lets hope hes not good at spotting lies- time to act dumb.

'Huh?' You tried to sound as sweet as possible tilting your head to the side slightly so your hair covered one eye, your inspiration being Elise or otherwise know as The Girl Who Woke You Up With High Pitched Giggling.