Are you guys enjoying your holidays? I hope so!
Nashi stumbled into the cell as Angel pushed her in. She heard the door lock and she turned to find Angel with her head in her hand.
"Every time..."Angel murmured.
"Who the hell are you, exactly?" Nashi demanded. Angel sighed, before turning to face her.
"You can just call me Angel." Nashi didn't know what to think of Angel. On one hand, she seemed like a very pretty forty something year old woman. On the other, she was the enemy, and that meant she wasn't to be trusted.
"Why the hell did you warn me and tell me to listen to you?" Nashi asked. Angel turned and walked over too the table on the far end of the room, picking up what looked like a pair of handcuffs.
"Because the last thing I need right now is mages from Fairy Tail screwing this up." Angel turned to face her, smiling. "You look a lot like you dad."
"You know my dad?" Angel chuckled.
"If by know you mean I held him hostage while he was motion sick on a raft, than yeah, I do" That didn't exactly give Nashi the answers she was looking for.
"I'm so confused" She groaned as Angel entered the cell and cuffed her hands, turning the cuffs on so that the red lacrima on top glowed. "Are you on my side or not?" Angel lifted up her shirt. At first , Nashi didn't understand, but when she looked at Angels stomach, a guild mark sat there. It looked similar to a person wearing a a witches hat.
"I'm in Crime Sorciere" Angel whispered, lowering her shirt as Drake and Elise were thrown in the cell be two of the guild underlings. "I'm not actually with these idiots." Drake and Elise sat up as Angel left and grabbed two others sets of handcuffs, then returned. "I'll make sure you three don't die in here."
"What the hell is this bitch talking about?" Elise demanded as Angel cuffed both her and Drake.
"Long story short," Angel replied, cuffing Drake. "I'm on your side, Crime Sorciere, all that" She turned to face Drake, and her eyes widened.
"What?" Drake asked, rubbing his wrists.
"Um... nothing... it's just, you remind me of him" Angel replied, standing up to leave, her face paler than a ghost. Nashi didn't know what she was talking about, but when she turned to Drake, his ears were twitching, and his eyes widened.
"Why can't I hear you...?" He hissed under his breath. Angel giggled.
"Spending almost twenty years with your father can get a bit troublesome, so I took it upon myself too learn how to block him out." Nashi felt surprised by that one, so she understood that Drake was practically shaking.
"Drake..." Elise said warily, seeing their friend close to the breaking point. Drake often got like that when his father was mentioned. Nashi knew Drake didn't hate his father, but hearing about him or being in the vicinity of someone who knew him usually set him off.
"What do you mean?" Drake demanded. Angel faced him.
I said I work with your dad. What part of that was unclear too you?"
"My dad's in this guild too?"
"No, he's in Crime Sorciere"
"Isn't that the guild that Jellal runs?" Elise interrupted. Angel nodded.
"Yeah. and he sent me undercover with these idiots so that I could figure out a way to take them out, but thanks to you guys, my job just got a whole lot harder." Nashi would've apologized if she wasn't still so confused. It was entirely possible that Angel was lying, but why would she? Nashi heard someone walking down the stairs towards them.
"Someones coming." Angel nodded, then, unexpectedly, punched Nashi in the face. "What the hell Angel?!"
"Just trust me!" Angel hissed as the door opened, and Angel drove her knee into Nashi's stomach. Nashi fell down entering a coughing fit.
"Nashi!" Drake shouted, worry apparent in his voice. Angel let out a bone chilling laugh.
"What's wrong little Fairy?" She hissed. "Have a broken your wings?" Nashi couldn't respond she was in too much pain. She hadn't been ready for getting the air knocked out of her lungs. The man who had entered cackled.
"Angel, having fun with our friends?" Angel joined him in laughing.
"Just letting them know their scum under my boot." There was silence. Drake had his hand on Nashi's arm, almost protectively.
"Well, boss wants us all in the meeting hall. Important business"
"Alright, I'll go up when I'm done here." The other man left, and Angel knelt down in front of Nashi.
"Are you okay?" Angel asked worriedly. "I didn't mean to hit you so hard" Nashi punched Angel back, and she jerked back. "I deserved that"
"Yeah," Nashi agreed, sitting up. "You did"
"I only did it so that he wouldn't suspect anything. If I was down here and not attacking you, I'd be suspicious" There was silence for a moment, then Angel stood too leave.
"Are you going to get us out of here or not?" Elise demanded.
"I can't just bust you out right now. I need to wait until I'm certain you won't get caught sneaking out." Angel smiled weakly. "I hope, that for your sake, you all have a high tolerance for pain."
"Wait, what?" Drake asked, but it was too late. Angel slammed the door and walked away.
"This is my fault," Elise hissed. "If I'd been more careful, I wouldn't have been seen. I got us trapped in here"
"Shit happens" Drake replied. "We'll make the most of it."
"Yeah," Nashi agreed. "I mean, it could be worse.
It got worse. A few hours after Angel left, a member of the guild, one with dark blue hair and a sly smile, told them too strip. Nashi realized too late that he was giving them rags to wear instead of their clothes. The rags were terrible protection against the cold air in the prison, and Nashi and Elise's anger at having to strip in front of Drake, got them whipped, opening up a bunch of wounds on their arms and backs. Nashi hated her life already. She hoped Angel could work a way to get them out fast, she had a bad feeling that it would get worse. For protesting having to strip they got the shitty blankets taken away, meaning they had to sleep on the cold floor without any. They huddled together as best they could. Nashi may have been unable to use her magic due too the cuffs, but she was still the warmest one. More than once during their week of being locked up did she fall asleep with both her friends clinging too her. It was nice to be of some use. The food was just as bad. Often all they got, when Angel couldn't smuggle an actual meal down, which in itself was rare for her to get more than one meal down, they only got scraps off of the actual food fed too the guild. The most Nashi had eaten at once since being locked up was a few apples and liquor that tasted like they filtered it through the dirt and took all the actual good tasting ingredients out. They were, however, lucky. They hadn't really been tortured since day one, which was one reason to be happy.
"I want a shower," Elise moaned. Nashi couldn't help but agree. She hadn't showered in over a week, and her hair clung to her head like a helmet. Neither of the others were any better. Drake's stomach growled.
"I could use a decent meal, too" Drake said, drawing on he wall with the dirt one his hands. Nashi remained quiet, seeing no reason to complain. Angel had told them several times she was working on a way to get them out, but it required her to be rather sneaky and suspicious in order to plan it out. Nashi hoped she'd finalize it soon. Just as Nashi's stomach growled, the door opened, and Angel stood there, her face grim.
"Nashi," She said, and Nashi looked up. "Come with me."
"Where are we going?" Nashi asked, confused. She hadn't left the cell in the span of time they'd been caught, so this was unusual. Angel's frown deepened.
"Just come with me" Nashi stood up ad followed Angel out of the prison. The air got less dank and disgusting as they got higher up, and Angel grabbed her roughly and led her through the guild hall, where the other members jeered at her.
"She's gonna get it now..."
"Apocalypse is gonna rip her apart..."
"What are they talking about?" Nashi whispered to Angel. Angel didn't speak, which worried Nashi. She had a bad feeling about this. She was lead down another flight of stairs, and shoved into a dark room.
"I'm so sorry" Angel whispered. Nashi looked around. the dark room, until a green glowing magic seal next to her arm illuminated the room. Nashi gasped as she felt pain circulate through where the magic seal was, and they appeared all over her body. Nashi screamed as her magic felt like it was on fire erupting through her veins and body like an bomb. She collapsed, panting. Someone chuckled.
"Lots of magic," A deep voice boomed. "This'll be fun"
"W-who are are you?" Nashi managed. She saw a pair of boots walk up to her, and she gulped nervously.
"My name is Apocalypse," He boomed again. "And I'm your interrogator."
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