Hearts Disguised
Chapter 32
Hidden Intentions
Note: I'm so sorry for pulling a fast one on you guys. That's just how I imagined the story to unfold. I hope you're not too mad with me.
Yang started her day off pretty early. She got ready and immediately headed down to the basement. She was finally ready to commence her interrogation. All of the truths behind her sister would finally be revealed and maybe, she could avenge her sister's death. All of this darkness revolved her death. Yang was going to let it be in vain. She was determined to live for Ruby now. She completely Cinder's request. Now, she has her own life to live and it all starts with Blake.
She took the elevator down, but encountered no one else. It was just her. Once she made it down to the basement, she quickly walked to Blake's cell. When she got there, horrible sounds were coming from inside.
Snap! Crack!
"Aaahhhhhh!"
Yang didn't really want to know what was happening, but it was obvious that it was some kind of torture going on. There was a whip involved so Yang thought it best to just wait until whoever was in there was finished. The waiting ended up lasting longer than she thought. When the door opened, she stood up straight to greet whoever it was and it turned out to be Cinder.
"Cinder."
"Hello Yang. You're here early."
'Yes. I was planning on starting my interrogation with our prisoner."
"I see. Well, I definitely warmed her up for you. However, I wouldn't go in there right. She's in bad shape. I think you should head up to the kitchen since she hasn't eaten in a while. Once you do that, you can come back down and do whatever it is you need to do. Sound good?" Cinder closed the door behind her and wrapped her arm around Yang's shoulder as she guided her back to the elevator and up to the kitchen. "Some of the staff should already have her food her food made. Can't have her dying on us, can we?"
Cinder gently slapped her on the back to push her into the kitchen. This was the first time Yang had ever been here so this was kind of a learning experience for her. It was definitely a nice kitchen. There was a lot of space with minimal amount of cooks in the room. Eventually, one of them turned their heads to see Yang walking around aimlessly. They called her over and handed her the food. Right as they handed it to her, she looked at it was not impressed. It looked as though it was food they stole from a school cafeteria. It sent a chill down her spine, but she quickly realized that as long as Blake got some food, nothing else mattered. She was a prisoner now so her only treatment was to make sure that she didn't die on them.
Yang headed back to the elevator and returned to the basement. The keys to the cell were hanging on the wall next to the door so Yang unlocked the door and walked. As she took her first step inside the cell, the lights turned on and revealed a small pool of blood underneath Blake's body. Her body was still strung up by the chains. Slash marks were all over her body as blood was slowing rolling down her body.
Right next to the door on the inside of the cell was a mechanical box with a couple of buttons. One of the buttons released the chains that were linked to Blake's wrist. She pressed that button and the chains fell the ground, only giving enough slack so only Blake's fingers could touch the ground, nothing else.
"Here's your food. Eat up." Yang tossed the tray of food in front of Blake, but Blake didn't respond. She didn't even try to sit up for the food. She just laid in her own pool of blood as Yang patiently waited for an answer. "Hey, can you hear me?!" Yang knelt down in front of Blake and gripped her hair. As she held up her head, she saw more of what Cinder had done to her. One of her eyes were completely banged up while the rest of her face had bruises everywhere. Yang suddenly let go of her hair and let her head fall onto her arms. "Hurry up and eat. There are things I need to ask you." She stepped outside to give Blake some alone time.
Yang didn't really know why she was outside. She could have easily waited her to finish her food while being inside of the cell. There was just something telling her that it was best to do it this way. She ended up waiting a few more minutes until walking back inside the cell. When she did, the food was still there and Blake was still laying on the ground completely still.
"Hey, that wasn't a request. Finish your fucking food." Yang suddenly kicked Blake in the gut. Blood splashed everywhere, but she didn't react. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Why?"
It was very soft, but Yang managed to hear her soft voice.
"Why? What are you trying to ask me?"
"Why… are you doing this?"
"You're truly an idiot if you don't know. All of this time, I tried to find you and you eventually came to me. I played it up as if I actually had feelings for me and you fell for it. That made my job a lot easier to come back here and complete my mission. I can't believe someone's who's rumored to be so skilled is this stupid. I'm so glad that that act of mine is over. It was making me sick."
Hearing those words come out of Yang's mouth nearly made her sick. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. It was true though. She didn't catch any hint of betrayal on Yang's part. She was the fool for thinking that an experiment of Cinder's could be so easily cured.
"So are you in the mood to talk now?" Yang walked back to the box and pressed the button again. The chain holding her wrist returned to the ceiling as Blake's body was hoisted back to its upright position. "Since it doesn't look like you're eating, I'll go ahead and start with what I have to ask you: Why did you kill my sister? She didn't do anything wrong. She didn't deserve death. Who are you to decide who lives and dies? You don't get to make that decision. Because you did, someone like me has to suffer. It's obvious that you don't understand any of this. Answer me when I ask you: Why did you kill my sister?" Yang waited for a response in furious anger. She wanted to hear what Blake had to say about all of this.
"I… I didn't kill your sister."
"Fuck you!" Yang had enough. She clenched her fist and punched Blake across the face. "You didn't kill my sister… What a load of shit! You were the only one there at the time. You were the rogue agent that I was assigned to look for. Tell me how you didn't kill her!"
"I didn't kill her."
Yang was amazed by the complete stubbornness on Blake's part. This time, she punched Blake's gut and caused her to cough up some blood. She then pressed her fingers to her cheeks and eyed Blake with the deepest sense of anger and rage.
"Try to keep this act going and see where it leads you because I promise, when all of this is over, I'm going to kill you myself." Yang let go of her face and stormed out of the room, taking the tray of food with her. Right as she got outside, she chucked the tray against the wall in anger. "Aahhhhh!" Shortly after her little fit, she went to the elevator and headed up to Cinder's office. The entire trip up, she was silent. She didn't really want to speak or think about anything until she received more news from Cinder. When she arrived, she blazed through the door without a care in the world.
"Hello Yang, how was the interrogation?"
"Stupid. She didn't talk at all. That… thing is full of lies."
"Hm, so it seems like she's not in the mood to talk at all."
"What do you mean?"
"Even with my vast array of techniques to get someone to talk, she still didn't give way. I was quite impressed myself, even though I'm the one who raised her. I was so sure that she'd open up you. I guess I was wrong."
"I plan to continue interrogating her."
"Of course. I have no objection to that. How are you going about it?"
"Huh?"
"Oh, come on Yang. Every interrogator knows this answer to this question. Are you doing good cop or bad cop?"
Yang took a second to think back to how things went. As she thought about it, she was on the fence. The things she did were on the both sides. She started off nice by giving her the food, but then immediately lashed out at her for not answering her questions.
"Um, I don't think I was either of them."
"Interesting. So keeping your composure still isn't one of your strong suits?"
"No," she said as she dropped her head.
"Well, it's no problem. Let me make a suggestion. I plan on interrogating her myself. I will be the bad cop and you be the good cop. Let's see how this works out. I already know she has ill thoughts about me so let's keep all of the negative energy in one meeting. Then you could come in and ease the mood. However, you have to say calm. If you can do this, eventually she'll tell you everything you need to know."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Don't worry," she said as she leaned back in her chair. "It may not seem like it, but I know my daughter quite well. She's very compassionate so she'll slowly accept your way rather than mine."
"I see."
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting to get to." Cinder stood up from her chair and headed out the room. Yang watched her leave and was completely confused. This woman was so strange. The way she talked and the way she projected herself towards other people was just something else.
End of Chapter 32