*sigh* why do I keep writing new stories if I can't even finish my old ones? v_v" God I'm so lazy. HERE YOU ARE, idk why I wrote this. Oh, my dog jake is sitting next to me, he says hi. :D
Warning: Characters are OOC.
The dungeon was cold and damp, and smelled earthly. I don't know how it ended up like this, but I'm terribly confused. I looked around, but I couldn't see anything. I lifted up my hands, but they were restricted to the wall behind me. I looked up as I saw a unfamiliar figure walk towards me. He had a deep scar running on the right side of his face. He was as talk as Shizu-chan, so he was about a head taller then me. He wore a white shirt with a jacket, and jeans. He had messy light brown hair, bangs in his face. We both waited for someone to talk. "Hello, Izaya Orihara. Do you know why you're here?" He questioned me, and I felt myself smirk.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Mind telling me who you are?" I question him back, and he walked over to me and unchained me from the wall, and connection the chains on my hands together behind my back and letting my feet free. I followed him as he took me to a table and sat me down.
"I can't believe you don't remember me." He sighed. "Even after what you've done to me." I looked away and shifted in my seat, "I've done a lot of things to a lot of people, I-" I was cut off suddenly, feeling him grab my chin and turn me to face him. "You look at me when I'm speaking to you." I scoffed. Who the hell did this guy think he is...My eyes widened as I remembered, Shizu-Chan. What happened to him? We were always supposed to be together...Where is he? Where am I?! "What are you, my mother?" I snarled, and I was slapped, I winced as I Tried to bring a hand to my face, but the chains restrained me, making it sting more.
I covered my wince up with a smirk. "Are you going to tell me what you want with me? Or just smack me around all day?" I asked with my usual cocky tone, cursing inward to myself as I felt blood run down my bottom lip. I could just cut this guy, my knife,- MY KNIFE! Why didn't I realize this sooner! I struggled and moved my hip against the chair, not feeling my knife. "Looking for something?" He interrupted. I looked at him as he smirked. "Your knife? I threw that away, dumb old thing." My eyes widened. "Wha- You...Why? That WAS MINE!" I shouted, and instantly shut up, getting angry with my self for loosing my cool. He simply stared at me. "Hmm..." He thought. "Do you have any questions to ask me before I go over the rules?"
"Rules?"
"Yes." He replied. I swallowed. "Where am I?" I asked. We stared at each other. "Let's just say we are pretty far away from where you used to live." I sighed at the dull answer. "Any other questions?" I shook my head "no" knowing I'd just get stupid answers anyway. "Here's the rules." He said, holding up a long finger.
"One, you don't speak unless spoken to."
"Two, you will listen to me and only me."
"Three, you will be punished if you decide to go against me, or you break a rule."
"Four, you will be trained. You will team up with me."
I snorted.
"Five, If you try to leave, or get disobey me to a certain point, I will kill Shizuo, and anyone else you know."
I swallowed.