A/N:
Hello, everyone! I'm back! As promised, this is Revy's origin story, which covers her life before Roanapur. I really struggled to come up with ideas because there really isn't much to Revy's past except for the shitty hand she's dealt with. However, after much brainstorming, I've finally formulated a story and planned out the chapters. I'm estimating there will be five chapters but there might be six depending on how the writing process goes.
I haven't written in a while so sorry if the writing seems a little rusty. But I will get the momentum running again, rest assured.
Anyways, here's Black Lagoon Origins: Revy! Enjoy!
Year: 1979
Location: New York City, USA
"I am seriously sick and tired of your antics, Jiao! How much alcohol do you possibly need until you're satisfied?!" scolded Ansen.
"Shut your fucking mouth, you whore! I pay the bills for this place so I do whatever the hell I want!" shouted back Jiaoming, her husband.
As her parents continued their shouting match, a seven-year old Rebecca watched it all unfold from the corner, tears forming in her eyes. They've been fighting non-stop for the past few months. Though Rebecca was too young to understand the whole thing, she knew it had something to do with money. It upset her to no end watching her mom and dad devolve into their frequent arguments. She wanted it all to stop but it seemed to be a never-ending cycle. Every time they fought, it either ended with her dad storming out of the place or her mom getting slapped in the face.
'Please, mom... dad... Stop fighting...', Rebecca pleaded in her thoughts as her tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Just look at yourself, Jiao! You're disrupting in our family and you don't even know it! Think of our daughter, for God's sake!"
Jiao was taken aback from her comment. He grit his teeth before suddenly raising a hand.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" roared Jiao before backhanding his wife, sending her tumbling towards the floor.
"You dare fucking speak to be like that, huh?!"
Ansen lied on the floor, covering her face while hissing in pain. She then slowly looked up to see her husband fuming with rage. She's seen him angry before but not to this level. In fact, she was genuinely horrified from the look on his face.
"Who's the one that brought you to this country?! Who's the one that saved your worthless ass from those communist dogs?! It was me! I'M the reason you're alive today! So you would do well to respect me you fucking ungrateful bitch! YOU GOT THAT?!"
Ansen gave no response, instead helplessly breaking down in tears.
Rebecca couldn't bear watching her mother get beaten like this and let out a soft cry. Unfortunately, she wasn't quiet enough and her father suddenly turned towards her direction. Rebecca's heart pounded faster as Jiao gave her a frightening glare. Immediately, she began to panic in the inside.
"What are you looking at, you fucking brat?!" shouted Jiao.
Rebecca yelped and immediately dashed off. As soon as she entered her room, Rebecca closed the door and locked it before jumping into her bed. As she hid under her covers, Rebecca began to break down completely. She wanted it to stop. The screaming... breaking... beating... She wanted it all to end.
"Please, God... Make this stop, please..." whispered Rebecca between her cries.
Year: 1986 (7 years later)
Rebecca slowly opened the front door before cautiously walking into her apartment. As always, her anxiety began to build up quickly every time she came home, where she desperately hoped her dad wasn't home. Whenever he was, Rebecca would find him already drunk from multiple bottles and cans of booze. If he wasn't, he would still come home drunk. Regardless, alcohol appeared to follow him everywhere no matter what.
It's been seven years since Rebecca's mom disappeared from her life. She just left without a word and took all the money from her dad's savings. If it wasn't bad enough before then, things became much harder for Rebecca afterwards. Looking for someone to blame, Rebecca found herself to be at the receiving end of her dad's frequent lash-outs. She resented her mom to no end. She abandoned Rebecca when she needed her the most, leaving her to bear all of the burden and abuse. Yet, part of her couldn't blame her either. Before she left, it was her mom that bore the brunt of it from dad. Now, the target was merely shifted towards Rebecca. Frankly, she would've done the same if she were in her mom's shoes. Still, that did not negate the resentment she harbored and Rebecca couldn't bring herself to forgive her mom for leaving her like this.
As she walked into the kitchen, Rebecca spotted her dad sitting on the couch with a beer can on his hand, along with dozens of more cans and bottles on the floor. As her dad turned to face her, Rebecca tensed up.
"Where the hell were you?!" Jiao raised his voice.
"I just got back from school, dad. Like any other day..." Rebecca answered quietly.
"What?!" slurred Jiao as he gripped his can tighter.
"I just got back from school, dad." repeated Rebecca with a louder voice.
Suddenly, Jiao threw the can at Rebecca, spilling some of the beer over her hair. Luckily, she threw her arms up just in time before the can hit her face.
"You taking me for a dumbass, you cunt?!" shouted Jiao.
"No, dad..." answered Rebecca, shaking.
"Shut the fuck up, you cunt!" roared Jiao before looking around for another drink. Realizing he was out, he turned back to Rebecca. "Bring me a fucking drink, NOW!
Rebecca slowly put down her backpack before walking towards the fridge.
"Can you move any fucking slower?!" added Jiao, causing Rebecca to flinch.
After taking out a beer bottle, Rebecca anxiously walked back over to her dad before slowly extending the drink to him. Jiao plucked it out of her hands and popped open the cap before chugging the contents. Rebecca quickly attempted to turn around and walk away but a hand grabbed her arm, startling her.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" slurred Jiao.
Rebecca, who began shaking, slowly turned back to her dad to see him wearing a very agitated face.
"You trying to hide somewhere, Rebecca? Huh?" Jiao raised his voice. "Are you gonna run off and abandon me like your whore mother did?! Huh?!"
Jiao took another chug from the bottle before slamming it down the coffee table.
"I know what you're thinking... You think your dad's a loser, huh?" Jiao cracked a smile, showing his messed up yellow teeth. "You think it's my fault that we live in this ghetto shithole, huh? My fault that you're fucking mother took off, HUH?!" roared Jiao as he faced Rebecca, who was visibly unsettled. "You should stop drinking, Jiaoming... You're scaring me, Jiaoming... Think of our daughter, Jiaoming..." mumbled Jiao before slowly grabbing the bottle. "And then what happens?! THAT FUCKING BITCH TAKES OFF WITHOUT A WORD!"
Without warning, Jiao struck the bottle at Rebecca, striking her temple. Rebecca collapsed to the floor, screeching in agony as the glass pieces and liquid burned through her bruise. At the same time, her vision began to blur as she was once again in tears.
"It's all your fucking fault" continued Jiao as he stood up from the couch. "You're the reason I'm like this, you fucking cunt!"
Jiao suddenly then grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pulled her up to his level, causing her to cry in pain.
"P-please stop, dad!" she begged, only to be met by her dad's gaze. Looking into his eyes, Rebecca didn't see her dad, but an absolute monster.
"You think I'm such a worthless fucking loser, huh?! Well what the hell have you done in this house?!" roared Jiao before striking her face with his fist.
Once again, she fell back to the floor, her nose now bloodied.
"I do everything in this fucking house yet it's never enough, huh?! You're just like that fucking bitch, you ungrateful cunt!"
While covering her nose, Rebecca looked up to see her dad, still holding the remains of the bottle by the neck. Upon seeing how sharp the edges of the bottle were, her eyes widened. If she stayed any longer, things were going to be much worse than they already were. She had to get out, for her own sake... And fast.
"What's wrong Rebecca, you scared of daddy?" slurred Jiao as he stumbled towards her.
Immediately, Rebecca stood up and ran for the front door.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?!"
Opening the front door, Rebecca quickly dashed out of the apartment before disappearing into the hall way.
"That fucking bitch!" cursed Jiao and headed towards the front door as well. Upon stepping out, however, Rebecca was nowhere to be found. He desperately looked around for her but she was already gone.
"COME BACK HERE!" cried out Jiao.
Outside, Rebecca sat by the stairs, holding her knees close. As the rain soaked her, Rebecca flinched every time thunder roared. Still she would much rather stay out and deal with thunder and lightning than go back inside and face her dad again. As she wept quietly, Rebecca once again began praying to God, begging for her misery to stop. Why? Why did have to be her? What did she do to deserve such hand in life? All Rebecca wanted was a normal and peaceful life, like the rest of her classmates from her school had. The least she asked for was to come home without the fear of being shouted at and beaten up. Yet each day, things only appeared get worse with no end in sight. Was a normal life really too much to ask? Meanwhile, her dad was right; She wanted to get out of this hell hole. The apartment... The ghetto... The entire damn city... She wanted to get away from it all. Yet at the same, Rebecca was afraid to step out. This was the only place and life that she knew. If she did leave, where could she possibly go? With hopelessness creeping in again, Rebecca broke down again and continued crying in the rain.
Suddenly, the sounds of a car interrupted Rebecca's thoughts. Scared and embarrassed of her current state, Rebecca kept her head lowered and tried ignoring it. Unfortunately, the car appeared to pull over near her as she could hear it coming to a screeching halt. Still, Rebecca kept her composure and remained silent.
"Hey, what are you doing out here alone?" called out a voice.
Rebecca felt light shining on her face, reddening her black vision. Slowly, she opened her eyes and lifted her head up. In front of her was a police cruiser, where a cop pointed his flashlight at her through the window. With the light blinding her eyes, Rebecca turned away.
"Where are your parents, little girl? They're probably worried for you." continued the cop as he lowered his flashlight.
"Just leave her, dammit! We don't have time for these chink rats!" exclaimed his partner.
"Shut up, Carl!" hissed the cop before leaning into his partner's ears. "Look."
His partner then looked over as well, setting his eyes on Rebecca before letting out a smile.
"Ain't she pretty?" whispered the cop.
"Fuck yeah..." murmured his partner, his voice filled with lust.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" grinned the cop.
"Just get on with it! I'm already getting hard down there!" exclaimed his partner, already impatient.
"Hey, little girl! You need help finding your parents? Why don't you hop in? We'll give you a ride!" offered the cop with the most polite tone he could.
Unfortunately for him, Rebecca had an excellent sense of hearing. She heard the entire conversation from afar, including what they were planning to do. As her body began shaking in panic, she quickly shook her head.
"Come on, I insist..." pressed the cop, no longer wearing the polite smile.
"No, I'm fine! I live right here!" resisted Rebecca as she prepared to make a run.
Suddenly, the cop stepped out of the cruiser. All traces of his good-cop persona were gone. Just like her father, the cop bore a hostile, almost predatory expression.
"I'm not going to ask again, little girl. Get in the car, now." growled the cop.
Rebecca immediately stood up but was stopped from what the cop did next.
"Hold it there!" interrupted the cop as he unholstered his pistol before aiming it at Rebecca.
Her eyes widened as she stared into the barrel. Rebecca became paralyzed, too shocked to even process what was happening at the moment.
"You're gonna do exactly as I say, understand?" threatened the cop, snapping her out of her trance.
Still not giving up, Rebecca quickly looked around for any passersby but found no one. Out of options, she took a deep breath.
"HELP!" screamed Rebecca as loud as she could.
"Fucking bitch!" growled the cop before immediately striking her face with his pistol. He then immediately grabbed her before covering her mouth with a hand, muffling her screams. As Rebecca desperately struggled in his grasp, the cop punched her sides, silencing her before leaning into her ear and snarling, "You're gonna regret that, girlie..."
Once again, tears formed in Rebecca's eyes as she realized how helpless she was at the moment. The cop then effortlessly dragged her into the police cruiser, throwing her into the back seat. As soon as the cop returned to the passenger seat, the police cruiser took off.
"What the fuck, man? Why'd you have to mess her up? Now she's less appealing..." complained his partner.
"Shut up, Carl! I'm the one who found her! Fucking take it or leave it!" retorted the cop.
"Whatever, let's just get on with it!" noted his partner excitingly.
Meanwhile, Rebecca remained silent, not wishing to instigate anything further. Despite trying to remain stoic, in the inside, Rebecca was in a state of utter panic. Never in her life did she wish she were back home. She'd much rather face her dad at his worst ten times over than what was to happen. Now, Rebecca couldn't imagine the horrors that would that awaited. She was sweating profusely and her heart began to pound faster every second.
Rebecca felt like an utter fool for falling into this. She should've known that the cops in this town weren't friendly, especially towards ghetto rats like her. She should've just stayed in her apartment and dealt with her dad as usual...
As the minutes passed, the cruiser made a turn to a dark alley. Then, the car made another abrupt turn, seemingly entering a dark and deserted building.
'Please, God! Help me, please!' Rebecca screamed internally as her arms and legs shook.
Finally, the police cruiser came to a screeching halt. The two cops then immediately stepped out, with the first cop opening the passenger door on Rebecca's side.
"Get out, bitch!" ordered the cop as he grabbed Rebecca by her hair.
"Ahh!" cried Rebecca as she was thrown to the ground.
"Stand up!" commanded the cop, who grabbed her hair again before pulling her up to her feet. He then shoved back Rebecca to a wall before taking out his pistol, once again putting her at gunpoint.
"Take off your clothes, NOW!" he ordered.
"Please..." begged Rebecca with tears flowing down her cheeks.
A gunshot erupted, sending off a bullet flying before it struck the wall, a mere two inches from Rebecca's right ear. Rebecca jumped back, taken aback from the sudden action.
"The next one won't miss!" snarled the cop. "NOW TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!"
Unable to contain herself, Rebecca began to sob as she slowly grabbed the zipper from her jacket.
"HURRY THE FUCK UP!" roared the cop, causing her to jump again.
"I love it when little girls cry..." grinned his partner, who began to unbuckle his belt as well, getting more excited by the second.
'PLEASE, GOD! WHERE ARE YOU?!' panicked Rebecca as she took off her jacket, losing faith by the minute. 'PLEASE, HELP ME! ANYONE!'
Little did Rebecca know, however, that God wouldn't be there for her. In fact, he was never there for her from the beginning. From then on, Rebecca would have to suffer through the most horrifying and traumatic hour of her life. An hour of her life that would forever scar her and mold her into who she would become...
A/N:
I really debated whether I should write down the rape scene as well but ultimately, I decided against it. It's too much for me. I am fine with other forms of violence such as grotesque combat scenes but not this. Therefore, I will end the scene here and leave the rest of it to your imaginations.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! I'm excited to show you the progression of Revy's past life, as well as how she ultimately ended up in Roanapur. Neither the anime nor manga address this but I figured out a way to connect the dots. So until next time!
Lastly, as for updates, it won't be as frequent compared to my last story. The only reason I was able to finish that story in about a month was because I was on break. But since it's the regular school semester at the moment, updates will be much slower. Therefore, I apologize in advance for the long waiting times that will come.
Please review! Thank you!