It had been two hours. You were now slumped in the chair, dried blood curdling with fresh blood and saliva down your front. You feel numb. You had stopped enjoying yourself after the first hour, just after he had begun to drill into your thigh bone. You were dripping with blood, certain that you were going to die, considering most of it was forming a pool beneath your feet. The man was ruthless, heartless, insane.
His torture methods had far exceeded your expectations, and to be honest, you would be rather impressed at his creativity, had you not been on the receiving end. Most of the bones in your body had been fractured, some of them shattered.
He left you alone a few minutes ago after receiving a call. Slumped on the chair, your hair falling in front of your face, you sigh. Even though you had stopped enjoying yourself early on, you somehow managed to maintain the façade of enjoying the torture, refusing to let him win. Despite not being able to feel anything but pain, you sit upright in the chair.
Focusing your nen on the areas of your body with the most damage, you begin to heal yourself. You are very fond of your nen ability. Despite never being formally trained, you had researched how to control your nen in your own time. You discovered that you were a specialist, despite most of your abilities being seemingly enhancer type:
Firstly, you had healer, which allowed you to manipulate blood and bone in order to heal. You could also use it for malice, the only problem being that you had to be touching the person, although this made it very useful when it came to torturing people, being able to break their bones slowly with minimal effort. Right now, you were manipulating your own bones back to their healthy arrangements, whilst focusing a large amount of blood on your cuts in order to speed up the blood clotting cascade to heal faster.
Part of this ability also includes blood contortion, whereby you can change the state or pH of a person's blood by touching them. You use this one a lot in your line of work, making murders look like accidents. Your favourite technique is to manipulate the blood around the heart, forming a blood clot that stops the flow, causing the victim to have a heart attack.
Your second ability is lie detector. Seemingly, if you mix your blood with that of another person, you can tell whether or not they are lying, and sometimes get premonitions to their ulterior motives. Again, very useful when extracting information.
Finally, your favourite ability, blooded blade. This allows you to infuse your blood into weapons, making them much more powerful and giving them a bloodlust of their own. It also allows you to control them to a certain extent, for example, it can direct a throwing star to hit a certain target, even if you throw it in the opposite direction. You often find yourself being guided by the weapon, as if it is helping you to annihilate your mutual target. You can use other people's blood, but it makes the weapon much less reliable.
After around five minutes, you had mostly healed the majority of your broken bones, excluding any small fractures that would just waste time. The bleeding had stopped and your dizzy state of mind was becoming less foggy, as you quicken the production of red blood cells to reduce the amount you had lost.
Feeling much better, you straighten yourself up on the chair, flexing your newly reformed fingers, which ached considering that five minutes ago, you'd been able to see the bone protruding from your ring finger.
You feel exhausted. Most of your nen had gone into healing yourself, so much so that you knew you would be useless in a fight. The heavy temptation of sleep tugged at your eyelids as you began to snuggle down, within the restrictions of your chair, until finally you drifted off.
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His red scarf [Feitan X Reader]
FanfictionYou got bored and manage to find yourself tied up in an abandoned building with Feitan standing over you. But what happens when you begin to enjoy yourself during the torture. What happens when you find yourself falling into his obsession. Feitan X...