Chapter 9: Interrogation Room 4
Ino was escorted into the room and forced into a chair. The hood and ropes remained. "So you think you're tough don't you little girl?" She heard a deep gravely voice ask.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I ask the questions here!"
Ino started to tremble, what was this strange man going to do?
The hood came off and a bright light shined in her face, blinding her. The man moved the light and his face came into view, covered in scars. Ino gasped in horror. She knew this man from the Chuunin exams.
"Morino Ibiki"
He stood before her pulling tools from a case on the chair. First he pulled a pair of pliers, then a scalpel.
"So you recognize me huh?"
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked, getting even more scared.
Ibiki smiled, "Whatever I want." He walked around the table and stopped behind her. "The Hokage wasn't specific on what I can and can't do." He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "her exact words were 'I don't care'."
Ino was trembling hard; the extent of everything had hit her. Tears burned her eyes as her interrogator walked back around the table and picked up the scalpel.
"Give me your hands."
One tear slipped down her cheek as she raised her hands to the table. He grabbed her hands, yanking her out of the chair so she was bent over the table. Flipping her hands over so the wrists were exposed he took the scalpel and slowly lowered in to her skin. The tears began to flow and the scalpel scraped against her skin as she broke. "I did it. It was all my idea." Ibiki slid the scalpel up and sliced the rope; Ino cried in shock. She sat back down.
"How anti-climactic," Ibiki grumbled.
Through the tears she confessed, telling Ibiki everything.