For this chapter, I redo a particular arc that was quite controversial, but needed to be redone because the original one felt OOC and unrealistic. I hope you'll like it despite the return of a certain controversial character.
Otoya did think about the possibility she could end up into that kind of predicament, but she never actually believe it would happen. It was by far the most humiliating situation for her, worst than jail. At least in jail, she could have the pleasure to plan her escape quietly and mess up with the cops.
When she had woke up, Otoya had the displeasing surprised to discover that her arms were chained up above her head, the chains keeping her captive were fixed to the wall behind her. Her feet were barely touching the ground, which prevented her from trying to raise her legs. She could see that she was locked up in what appeared to be a basement. And she wasn't alone.
"Did you sleep well, Takechi-san?" a feminine voice asked sarcastically. "I hope so. Things will be much more fun if you're at your best."
Otoya glared at her. In front of her, there was a girl around her age, a little bit shorter than her, with shoulder-length green hair and brown eyes. The latter was gazing at Otoya with a triumphal look and a smirk full of wicked satisfaction. This look infuriated Otoya so much that it made her want to gouge her eyes and force her to eat them while the nerves were still connected to their eye-sockets. But of course, Otoya made sure that her current feelings weren't visible on her face. She didn't want to give this satisfaction to her captor, it would be like giving her power over her. And it was completely out of the question.
"Uh, you want to keep quiet. Could it be you're not fully awake? Or are you too afraid to talk? Have you forgot who I am, Takechi-san?" her captor asked meanly.
"Me, afraid? Pff, how funny," Otoya replied with a joyless giggle, before becoming completely stoic. "Of course I know who you are, you introduced yourself to me and we even took a coffee together, Sasoriza Midori."
Otoya recalled the events that led to her capture by Midori. Sooner today, while Shiena was sleeping to rest from a bad cold she had, a visitor came to her apartment. Since Shiena wasn't available, Otoya was the one who answered the door. This is how she met with her future captor. Midori had left when Otoya told her Shiena was resting, but before leaving, she had nonchalantly called Otoya by her name. Otoya understood too late that it was a trick to lure her into a trap. Otoya had followed her because she knew it was off for someone to know her identity, and when she confronted Midori in a backstreet, the latter told her Shiena was in danger and that they needed to talk. Since it was about Shiena, Otoya had made the mistake to lower her guards with Midori and accepted her invitation to go drink a coffee to talk about the brunette. Otoya thought she had made a smart move by asking Midori to drink first in her coffee to be sure she wasn't trying to poison her, but the green haired girl had made an even smarter move first. Midori didn't put anything weird in Otoya's coffee, she made Otoya put something weird into her own coffee. She had dropped few sugar sachets on their table but, unknowingly from the serial killer, Midori had mixed with them some fake sugar sachets filled with powdered sleeping pills. This is how Otoya accidentally drugged herself and was captured by Midori.
"You're acting a little bit too proud for someone who had been foolishly tricked by me," Midori mocked with a grin.
Gosh, Otoya really wanted to slice her face and cut her tongue right now, and then removed all her teeth and make them eat them all. She hated to see someone looking at her with such an arrogant and satisfied smile, especially if it was at her expense. But she managed to keep her cool and even to smile innocently.
"Ah, I must admit, it was a clever ploy. Congratulation for tricking me, Sasoriza-san."
Midori suddenly stopped smiling and looked pissed, much to Otoya's pleasure.
"You won't look quite so smart when I'll be done with you," Midori replied with annoyance.
Otoya didn't really like what she heard, but she still continued to make sure to not look worried or afraid. Not that she was afraid, far from it. All she could feel right now was anger and rage, as well as a warm desire to get revenge for the humiliation Midori was causing her.
"So, what do you want from me?" Otoya asked nonchalantly, as if there was nothing wrong with the current situation, which seemed to infuriate Midori even more, much to Otoya's pleasure. "You told me you are a member of Collective Dismissal. Is it because of Shiena-chan? Are you afraid that I might hurt her? Because let me assure you, I don't intend to hurt her. In case you didn't know, we're dating. I love her…"
Otoya was suddenly interrupted by Midori's mad laugh, before she suddenly became serious and even threatening.
"You, being in love? Don't make me laugh, you fucking psycho. You can't love. And if you think all of this is about Shiena-san, than you're wrong. But it's true that I would appreciate if you stop seeing my comrade, which I'll make sure you will."
"Ah, you're calling me a psycho, but you're the one who drugged me and then chained me up. I wonder who's the true psycho here…"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear that from someone like you. I'll make you pay for your crimes, Takechi-san. You'll pay for all those innocent girls you killed so cruelly!"
It didn't take much time for Otoya to understand what kind of person Midori was. The green haired girl gave off a similar vibe as her, just like Banba did. It was the vibe of a killer who enjoyed killing. But just like Banba, Midori wasn't exactly the same as Otoya. She seemed too emotional, she wasn't doing that just for pleasure, but apparently for some kind of payback. Otoya smiled to herself, knowing that she should be able to manipulate her and mess with her. Sure, the perspective of being hurt and perhaps killed didn't look good, but since she couldn't see a way to escape, all she had left to do was to make sure to keep control of the situation and make Midori suffer in a way, even if it wasn't physically. Otoya was confident that she could really screw up with her mind if she wants, and that was what she intended to do.
"So you want to avenge those girls. How brave of you. And how do you intend to do that? By killing me? But, have you ever killed before? It's not that easy you know...well, except for me."
"Still acting like a smartass. Let's see how much time you can keep this act before you crack. Death is too kind for someone like you. I believe in absolute justice. You deserve to experience what you did to your victims, this is why I'll make you suffer just like them before I kill you."
A part of Otoya really didn't like what she just heard. To know that she'll soon experience what she did to her victims was frustrating and humiliating. But she was also relieved to hear that Midori was the vigilante type, so that she must have some kind of moral code. It reinforced her plan to mess up with her mind and made sure that even if she killed her, Midori won't be able to forget about her and it will leave an emotional scar forever. But the best would be to manipulate her enough to make her give up killing her. Otoya was confident that she was able to do at least one of those two options, the second being the best, obviously. She didn't particularly want to die.
"Ah, as if you could do worse than me," Otoya taunted.
"You'd be surprised. You're not my first victim after all."
"Thanks for giving me more info about you so I could more easily manipulate you into doing what I want, you moron," Otoya thought with a smile.
But her smile disappeared when she saw what Midori was holding. Her captor must have noticed, since she was now the one to smile, in a devilish way.
"Oh? You aren't acting smart anymore, don't you? You recognized those, isn't it? After all, they are yours. So many innocent girls suffered died by your hands while you were using them. And this time, you'll be the one to experience them," Midori said as she opened and closed the scissors she was holding.
Otoya felt a violent frustration. How dare she, using her own weapon against her? She'll make her pay for that, Otoya was determined to. And for that, she needed to keep her composure. With an almost superhuman effort, Otoya smiled arrogantly.
"In your hands, those scissors are merely a tool. But in mines, they are an extension of myself. You will never be able to truly replicate what I do with them."
"Perhaps, but I'll surely replicate the pain you did to those girls," Midori replied with hostility, before smiling. "How many did you kill? 29? Oh, right, recently you killed a guy, I wonder why, he wasn't your type of victims…"
"Uh? That guy? He was a client at Shiena-chan's workplace. He was mean to her so I killed him. You know, 'cause I love her."
"Tss, what a great way to show your love, how romantic...Anyway, let's say he doesn't count. So it's 29 victims...so how about one cut for each victim? It should be a good start for your punishment, what do you think?" Midori asked with a cruel smile.
"I think that you're fucking crazy," Otoya replied seriously.
Midori still continued to smile, but Otoya could see in her eyes that she was mad.
"We'll see that," Midori simply said as she approached the blade from Otoya.
Otoya clenched her teeth, determined to not scream in pay. She couldn't give this satisfaction to Midori, and had to stay in control. It was her only chance to get revenge on her captor and possibly get out alive from this. Midori cut her on her arm but Otoya didn't make any sound, determined to use this pain as a fuel for her anger, as well as for her future vengeance.
Otoya couldn't keep her voice down for too long. Eventually, she let out some moan of pain. But after all, perhaps it was the best way to get what she wanted. So she allowed herself to groan in pain, even if it was pleasing Midori. Otoya knew that the pleasure her captor was feeling right now will come back to bite her. Despite the terrible pain she was feeling in all her body, Otoya still felt satisfied with how things went. She was more confident that she'll not only survive to this, but get her revenge against Midori.
"And 29th!" Midori exclaimed joyfully as she mutilated Otoya's leg. "Ah, now you really look like those girls you kill, so full of cuts and all bloody. How does it felt? It hurt, right? Well, that's what you did to all those poor girls, you monster. How are you feeling right now, after you finally have experienced the horror you did? Bad? Regretful? Well, it's too late to have remorse and beg for mercy. After all, those 29 innocent girls won't come back to life. Only your pain and death can avenge them."
"As you say, they won't come back to life, no matter what we do. So what's the point of torturing and killing me? Could it be...for your own pleasure?" Otoya said with a weak smile.
Midori looked utterly mad at this insinuation and Otoya knew she had found the right thing to say, as well as how to get what she wanted from her captor.
"You...you really are remorseless, aren't you?"
"Remorses, what's that?" Otoya asked innocently. "Never heard of it. I like what I did, it's all that matter to me."
"So you really are unredeemable. Looks like you need more pain, until you finally realize your sin and then go to hell for it!"
Midori exited the room for a moment. Otoya was somewhat satisfied with the result. Sure, she didn't like to suffer, but if Midori still wanted to torture her, it meant she won't kill her now, which was a good thing. The more time she could buy, the best it was. It would let her the time she needed to manipulate Midori and seriously messed up with her.
Midori came back quickly, holding a bucket filled with what appeared to be a liquid, probably water. She had a wide smile on her face.
"Takechi-san, let's play a game. If you can correctly guess what's inside this bucket, I'll stop torturing you for today. But if you fail, then I'll have to continue. Perhaps you'll even lose some part of you."
"You madwoman, look at you, enjoying yourself…"
"Guess what's inside the fucking bucket!"
"Okay, okay...um...water?"
A sadistic grin appeared on Midori's lips.
"Half-right! Well, since you are just half-wrong, I guess I won't cut off any part of you. But you'll still suffer. Here, take this!"
Midori suddenly splashed Otoya with the content of the bucket. At first, it did feel like water but suddenly, Otoya felt like all her injuries were on fire and gasp in pain. She finally understood what was in the bucket.
"It's...it's salty water...you're fucking nut…"
"Uh? No, I'm not. Salty water is good for wounds. It would be bad if you died too soon because of an infection, right? And it's more painful than disinfectant," Midori said cruelty.
"I knew it. You like that, you sadist."
Midori suddenly turned back, heading for the exit.
"There's nothing wrong with enjoying doing justice," the green haired girl said coldly.
"Yeah, right. Keep saying that, if it's what makes you able to sleep at night."
"I'm not the one who should have difficulties to sleep at night, Takechi-san," Midori replied as she opened the door. "Good night, see you tomorrow. I'm far from being over with you. Prepare yourself for worse."
"Oh, I surely will ~"
Midori exited the room and slammed the door, leaving Otoya chained up, mutilated, her body soaking with salty water. With her clothes all wet with salty water, Otoya was forced to endure the pain until her clothed was dry. Since Midori wasn't there anymore, she allowed herself to groan in pain. But she also giggled madly. This pain was nothing for her. Nothing compared to what she was planning to do to Midori.
So this is the return of green bitch! I know how much the old readers of the original B&B loved her...(okay I'm joking...or perhaps some of them actually like her? Because I do like her). And for those who haven't read the original B&B, while I present you Sasoriza Midori, aka green bitch, the nemesis of Otoya in the original fic. I created her because I felt the story needed an antagonist, and she's originally based on Matsuri from Citrus. I'll eventually write a special chapter about her to show a little bit more about her.
I felt like the torture arc had to be redone because Otoya was acting to fearful and weak in the original fic, which is OOC for her, assuming she's a psychopath. Psychopaths don't react the same way as normal people when they are tortured, and I tried to be more realistic about that in that chapter. I hope I did well.