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Disclaimer dull expression I own a carrot that I´m digesting from dinner, thats all.
TORTURE
Zoro gasped as the sour pain quenched his insides. He looked at the man as he smirked with pleasure. It had been two days, Zoro couldn´t posibly survive this... the only thing that kept him from giving up was the sight of his captain and crewmates, sitting in the cell next to him. Luffy had been captured along with the rest of the crew the day before, leaving Zoro without the hope of rescue... Since then things had just got worse, the Bounty Hunter had been torturing him in front of the crew, Zoro new how impotent they must feel, having to watch that, without doing anything. He looked up at the man, before wearly passing out.
"ZORO!!! ZORO!!!"
Zoro woke up to see that his captain was shaking him. Zoros eyes we´re semi-closed, he forced a smile for his captain, swallowing the need he had to scream in agony.
"Hiya, Luffy."
"Zoro! Are you alright!?", Luffy looked into his nakamas eyes, they reflected pure pain. Zoro choked up blood and tried to get up, but his own weight wouldn´t permit it.
"Zoro-sniff-are-snif-you-sniff-OK?", alsked Chopper.
The crew began fussing over Zoro, alsking him how he was...etc, while Chopper carried on making the necesary medicines to cure Zoros wounds.
The calmness didn´t dure long, soon enogh, the Bounty Hunter was back in with more torture intruments. Zoro couldn´t help himself from trembling, he had fear in his very blood, he didn´t want to feel that kind of pain ever again. He clutched onto Luffy, who was embracing him at the moment. Luffy new exactly what he was thinking. There was nothing to be done, Zoro came out the cell without struggling, knowing it was useless. Soon enogh, the room was full of loud, harsh screams.
The Bounty Hunter had tied Zoro to the wall, with his legs dragging on the ground. Zoro looked up at his torturer, the man had just grabbed a hot splinter, aimed it at Zoros stomach, and sunk it in his flesh. Zoro screamed loudly a s the man leaned forwards, and whispered in his ear.
"You know, your giving your captain a very dull image of his comrade?", he smirked at the thought he had in his head. Then he leaned back and anounced out loud. "What about we make a deal? For every time you scream in the next hour, I´ll cut a part of one of your comrades..."
Zoro stared at the man, no, he couldn´t control his body for that long. What if he screamed? What if he couldn´t control himself, and one of his nakama suffered for it?
"Don´t obey that bastard!", Sanji yelled.
"Oh? Black Leg Sanji...je,je...", the man smirked. " What about I cut of your precious hands, the ones you so-much need for cooking?"
"I don´t give a shit what you do to me! As long as you dont hurt the ladies!"
The man smiled at what Sanji had just gave away, his weakness. "OK, then it´s decided, the first will be the red-heads hands."
"WHAT? NOT NAMI, YOU BASTARD!!!", Sanji yelled.
Nami was trembling, she dropped to her knees, Sanji caught her and looked up at the Bounty Hunter. Then he looked at Zoro.
"If you dare scream, you dammed marimo, I´ll kick your ass!"
The Bounty Hunter smirked and turned round, holding a whip. He leaned down sightly, lifted it over his shoulder, and then cracked it down on Zoros shoulders repeatedly. Zoro bit down on his lip so hard his flesh tore. He was struggling franaticly against the ropes that tied him to the wall. The flesh on his wrists tore, cutting deep into his veins and rubbing his bones. When the man finally stoped, Zoro choked out a vast amount of blood and moaned lowly. He looked up, his hole body was trembling and twitchind slightly. The man came up to him with a knife, he held Zoros wrist tightly as he pressed his knife against Zoros left hand.
Ussop and Nami covered their mouth as they saw what was happening to Zoro. Zoro bit his lip while he stuggled and twitched. The man was skinning his hand. Zoros lip tore till his teeth met each other, leaving only a small amount of flesh ataching his lip to the rest of the flesh on his chin. Zoro gasped for air as his hand twitched franaticly as the skin was slowly removed from it. Zoro was trying to contain his breath as hard as he could, but the pain was to great. The Bounty Hunter finished his hand and started on his arm, Zoro couldn´t posibly take it any more, against his will, he started to scream loudly and uncontrolably. He gasped between screams, trying to contain it, but he couldn´t. Nami was sulking on Sanjis chest. Sanji sweared loudly and Luffy yelled "ZORO!" and grabbed to the bars, weakening himself with the Karuseki.
Zoro continued to scream sharply, before he managed to control it. His body was dead inside, the man finished skinning Zoros arm, leaving nothing but red flesh. Zoro tried to stay concious, but he was losing it.
"Hey, don´t fall asleep, you still have to witness the mutilation of your dear friend...", the man smirked while slapping Zoros face. "You´ve got surprisingly little self control. Pity, theres not going to very little of your dear red-head friend left after I finish with her.
"No...", Zoro moaned. "No... please don´t hurt her... please... hurt me instead... I beg you!"
"Nice offer... but I can still enjoy tormenting your body after she´s dead... You´ll get your turn... ", he smirked and turned back, walking towards the cell where Nami and the others wher being kept.
"NO!... Please!... You can do whatever you want to me!... Just, don´t hurt her!"
"Intresting sugestion... Think of something intresting and I may spare her, maybe... I´ll give you five minutes... No, better... let your comrade decide, the blond one, Sanji... he seems to be quite intrerested in this..."
Sanji swallowed, no matter what he said, it would be his fault if Zoro suffered it. He remembered the screams... they where horrible, he couldn´t possibly imagine the pain that Zoro must have benn being put through... But, if he didn´t choose anything, Nami would be cut into pieces and would probably die. What could he do? He had to say something horrible, or the Bounty Hunter wouldn´t be satisfied...
"The time is running out... a minute left ", said the man.
"Can´t you hurt me instead?", Sanji said. "Please... I can´t posibly sentence my own nakama to..."
"Thats not an option, ten seconds, nine, eight..."
Sanji was panicking... "...five, four, three..." ...then he said the first torture method he thought of. "WHATEVER!!! THE CHAIR!!!"
Sanji hoped he wouldn´t have such a instrumentin there. "The chair" was, basicly, a chair covered in spikes. But Sanji was wrong.
"Intresting...I think I do have one of those... somewhere... I think, I´m not cutting the girls hands of... quite yet."
He looked at Zoro, who had passed out.
"Weakling...", the man muttered, and he went off.
Zoro was lying on Luffys lap, Luffy was rather depressed, he hadn´t done anything. He didn´t say anything, he could have defended Zoro, but he didn´t... Now it was going to be hard on him... Luffy hugged Zoro, pressing him to his chest, Robin put a hand on Luffys shoulder. Sanji was sulking in a corner, comepletely diferent of how he´d normally be. It wasn´t long before Zoro woke up, his arm was bandaged in blood-soaked strips of Sanjis jacket. He looked up at Luffy, he was dying... the loss of blood and lack of nutrition would make sure he died, surely...
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