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Sanji looked towards the door as a warden opened the cell gate. There were a few more men standing behind him, all with ugly scowls on their faces.
"You, blondie, come on," the warden snapped. Sanji rolled his eyes and stood up. Might as well get this, whatever it was, over with. He walked over to the warden and the men behind him immediately moved to restrain him. With his hands once again shackled and surrounded by a horde of guards, Sanji followed the warden down the hallway.
They took several turns before finally arriving at a large metal door. The warden opened it to reveal a staircase leading down into the darkness of the room. They all walked down the stairs, and the going was cramped for Sanji with so many people surrounding him.
At the bottom of the stairs was a room dimly lit by torches lining the walls. A burly man in ratty clothing was standing in the center of the room waiting. He had an ugly face that was twisted into a sneer, revealing all of his broken and yellowed teeth. The guards roughly shoved Sanji forwards and the ugly man grabbed him by the arm. Sanji looked disdainfully at the hand wrapped around his arm as the guards left.
The man dragged him over to the back wall and attached his shackles to a chain. As the man bent over to shackle Sanji's feet to the wall as well, the blonde kicked him hard in the face. He flopped back on his back and laid there for a few moments before beginning to get up.
"You're gonna regret that," he spat a glob of blood on the ground. He walked back over to Sanji then drew his fist back before punching the cook hard in the stomach. Sanji kept a straight face but was left panting as the blow knocked the wind out of him. The man took this opportunity to finish shackling Sanji's feet to the wall.
"This'll be fun…" the man muttered under his breath, taking a step back to look Sanji over. Sanji glared back at the man.
"So… I will ask you some questions about Strawhat, and you answer. Okay pirate?"
"Screw you." Sanji would have flipped the man off had his hands not been chained up as they were.
"That's great! It's more fun when you try to play tough… Don't worry though, I'll start off easy," the man once again had that disgusting sneer stretched across his face. Sanji kept silent as blow after blow of the man's large fists hit him. In the stomach, the chest, the face, everywhere.
"Maybe I should go get your friend, he might say something," the man stated.
"You do that," Sanji said boredly. Zoro wouldn't say anything, Sanji knew that, and the blonde was growing tired of being this man's punching bag. It was especially annoying the bastard thought this would actually make him give any information on Luffy. The man gave Sanji a dirty look and Sanji smirked back.
"How about I break your face instead? I've been going easy on you so far," the man growled.
"Go ahead." This time the punches were harder and the man continued to hit Sanji for longer. After a while though, the man grew tired.
"We'll continue this tomorrow," he said, and as if on cue the guards from earlier came in to take Sanji back to his cell. Sanji didn't even feel much like struggling this time. Even if the man hadn't been that strong, being punched that many times still made him sore.
Once in the cell he walked back to where he had previously been sitting and plopped back down, leaning against the wall. Sanji irritably patted at his pockets, wishing for a smoke.
"Hey, you're next," one of the guards gestured for Zoro to get up. The marimo glared but complied and Sanji watched lazily as the swordsman left the cell. He wondered briefly if Zoro would try to escape. 'The idiot would probably get lost the moment he took out the guards' Sanji thought in amusement.
"Heh, they got you pretty good," one of the other men in the cell snickered. Sanji ignored him and instead continued to think about how to escape. The crew would probably realize what happened soon, especially with Nami and Robin there. They were so smart… Sanji smiled blissfully as he thought of the ladies.
He had to escape soon. Without him there, Sanji realized, they would have to make their own food. Or almost worse, one of the other guys would. Sanji nearly cringed at the thought. He maybe trusted Ussop and Chopper to make something simple, but anyone else and he feared for the safety of his kitchen.
"Hey, I was talking to you," the man who had spoken earlier was now standing in front of Sanji. The blonde sighed and kicked the man to the side. There was a satisfying crash as the man smashed into the wall. Sanji looked over and was disappointed to see there weren't any cracks or breaks in the wall. So he couldn't escape that way…
He hoped that the crew at least wouldn't let Luffy in. While he didn't exactly trust the others, he at least knew they wouldn't completely destroy the place, but Luffy was a different story. Not to mention the fact they were still probably short on supplies since Sanji and Zoro were never able to bring said supplies back to the ship.
After a while, the guards brought Zoro back. Sanji disinterestedly looked up as the marimo entered. The swordsman had a few bruises here and there but was otherwise fine. The man down in that basement had probably tried the same treatment on Zoro as he did Sanji.
What that idiot didn't know was that Zoro had an insane pain tolerance. Actually, sometimes Sanji had to wonder if Zoro liked pain. Sanji smirked as he imagined the pissed off look on that man's face as Zoro probably didn't even react to his constant blows. Maybe he would see that expression tomorrow when the man inevitably failed again to get information.
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