How long has it been? Two days, a week? He doesn't know anymore, and couldn't care less. Time isn't really important, since every minute passed on like an eternity.
The metal door clinked, and in came a bulky man.
Now starts their usual routine.
"Wakey Wakey, Roronoa. Stop sleeping." He said as he kicked Zoro in the stomach, grinning as he coughed out crimson liquid as called blood.
The man continued smiling, as he took out a whip that was roughly made with rope, and covered in spikes, as he slashed it down on Zoro's shoulder, as he screamed in pain, but quickly, with much effort, toned it down to a muffling cry.
"You know, it'll only be a matter of time when we find your crew.. So you might as well say where are them, and maybe we'll consider stopping this." He smirked as he started whipping Zoro non-stoppingly. Zoro screamed again.
Days passed by, with the same torture every single day, with no signs of hope that Luffy and the others will come and rescue him. Zoro was loosing hope, and he knows he shouldn't be like that, that he needs to believe in his nakama.
But it just hurts so much, so much. There's so much blood, everywhere, it's making him sick, and making him throwing up whatever there was in his stomach, guts and all.
Hope completely vanished when he saw the whole crew, not coming here to save him, but captured as well.
What was worse is that now, that bastard, THAT FUCKING BASTARD, started torturing him fucking in front of them.
He's not scared anymore. He's not. He's just tired, exhausted.
"What about this..." One day the man said, which apparently is right now.
"That everytime you scream, I'll cut a piece of you 'nakama'." He said as he made air quotations of the word 'nakama'. He then leaned over and whispered that only Zoro and him can hear,
"And let's see if your 'nakamas' will hate you, despise you, resent you, abandon you for that hmm?" He chuckled as he rose and saw Zoro's hatred-filled face, as he growled at him.
"LEAVE THEM OUT OF THIS!" Zoro screamed, pulling at the chaines holding him.
"Oh oh, this'll will be so much fun~" The man sang, as he looked over to the Strawhat screw as Luffy lunged at the bars, snarling at him.
"YOU BASTARD!" He yelled. The man only chuckled, as he looked them over.
"Quite the captain you have there, eh?" He said to Zoro, but still facing away from him, showing his back.
"Now now... Let's see who's gonna be diced up! Oh, what about that beauuuuuutiful lady over there? Such an interesting hair colour I might say, and next will be you, black-haired woman." The man said, pointing to Nami, then Robin.
"No! Not the ladies! Do it to me, never the lady, you shit head!" Sanji yelled, in a desperate attempt to protect Nami and Robin, as Nami trembled in fear.
"Haha! We'll see about that, but it will all depend on your 'nakama' here, won't it?" The man pointed to Zoro, as Sanji yelled,
"Don't you dare scream you asshole! I'll never forgive you if you do!" It slipped from his mouth, as he instantly regretted saying that, as Zoro was trying to help them too, and he was the one who's mostly in danger here.
"Enough chit-chat! Let the game begin!" The man said as he whipped Zoro, over and over again, as Zoro bit back his screams over and over again.
Then, when Zoro was about to pass out, the man walked outside, leaving the metal door opened. There was an awkward silence, as Zoro was about to give in to sleep, a sizzling hot torch in the shape of a 'ΓΈ', and pressed it onto Zoro's left chest, deeper and deeper until finally, Zoro screamed. He tried to stop, but he couldn't. First, he was not ready. Second, it just hurts okay?
