Chapter 3
Author's note: Thanks go to sweetness4theheart for reviewing the last chapter. As I only got one suggestion of how to continue the story (and I will use that suggestion later on), this story will continue as per my inspiration (i.e. I still don't have a plan). I hope you enjoy where this story heads (I hope I do too). Reviews and suggestions still very welcome. Enjoy!
Kanda waited a few moments for the footsteps and laughter to fade. Once he was sure that the Akuma was gone, he began fiddling with his chains. Mugen was gone but the small knife that Kanda always kept up his sleeve (for the extreme cases when he really wanted to kill someone) was still there.
It took quite a bit of effort to jostle the knife to his hand but Kanda was used to effort. What he was not used to were Akuma that decided to try strange things that were not in Kanda's knowledge. He didn't want it to be. Who would put up with such an uncomfortable and slow torture? Kanda would much prefer the usual beatings that came when faced by an enemy. Kanda 'tched' and frowned as he set to work on the chains.
The knife was not a file. This was something that Kanda quickly came to regret. Although a knife was better for the intended purposes of killing something annoying, a file would have been much better for the temporary job of cutting through thick iron. Still, Kanda was not one to foster regrets. He was, in truth, not the type to foster anything but hatred towards things like rabbits and beansprouts but sometimes there was an odd longing that came when he imagined 'that person'. Kanda didn't have a name for that feeling but it was irrelevant nonetheless.
Kanda's strength and determination soon put the chains to shame, file or no file. A knife was still better than nothing and Kanda grinned maliciously as he rose. Now was the time to exact revenge and prove to that idiot beansprout that he could complete this mission, Queen of the Akuma or not, without any problems.
Kanda frowned as he wondered if the idiot would class 'imprisonment' and 'injuries' as 'problems'. Kanda shrugged to himself. It wasn't as if the beansprout could prove either point. Kanda would be free by the time he dragged the idiots who had gotten themselves caught and the majority of his wounds were already healed. Kanda walked to the door and opened it.
Outside of the room was a hallway of cells. Kanda could see fingers poking out of the majority of the cells but he could also smell rotting flesh. The scent of death. These were the villagers who had been caught by the Queen then.
Kanda didn't answer any of the questions or pleas. It was too much trouble. Instead he knelt at the door to one of the cages and examined the lock. The cries from this cell got louder.
"Shut up!" Kanda hissed.
If the idiots were too noisy the Akuma might come back.
The lock was not one Kanda could pick. It was one of the more modern 'Combination locks'. Kanda was not the type of person to bother trying to unlock it via the combinations. Way too much trouble. Kanda pulled out his trusty knife once more. Grumbling that Mugen would have made things much quicker Kanda set to work on the chains that tied the door to the rest of the cage.
He was less than halfway through the first cell's chain when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. Breath much too sweat for Kanda's liking hissed against his ear.
"You've been very naughty, my pet. Playtime is over."