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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Megohime was transferred back into her cage, laid on her stomach, one man undoing one hand on the cuff and moving her arms in front of her before handcuffing her again. It hurt too much to try and move, arms numb from being behind her back for so long.
 
“Of course we can- she’s got a mouth and hands that work perfectly fine.”
“Yeah, you stick your dick in her mouth first, find out what happens.” One jeered at the other, making Megohime turn her head away with a scowl.
“Well if the bitch bites, then we just pull all her teeth out, problem solved.”
 
Megohime laid in her cage unmoving, painfully thirsty, her back in agony. She didn’t move for hours, her back growing tight and painful as it slowly scabbed over.
 
Megohime found it harder and harder to move around- exhausted from sleep depravation, weak from minimal food and water, and in pain from her torn up back. She mostly laid in the back of the cage, only sitting up painfully when someone came in.
 
“It’s almost too bad she isn’t a ghoul, I hear they can heal their wounds faster by eating.” The man applying new bandages chuckled, Megohime not moving an inch while they patched her up.
 
Megohime listened to them bicker over her, laying on her stomach again while she was worked on, giving her a good view of the gaze roll and scissors right beside her.
With speed Megohime didn’t think she had the energy left for, she grabbed the scissors and jerked upright, driving the sharp end of the scissors into the closest man’s eye. She yanked the scissors free and tried to plunge them into his neck, eyes wild.
 
He screamed in pain, falling away from her, and before she could get in her second swing, she was grabbed roughly.
"You psycho bitch!!"
"Trying to buy the farm so soon?!"
 
Megohime fought hard to break free, but she was too weakened, letting out a scream of frustration as she kicked and pulled at her wrists. “I’ll kill all of you! I’ll slit your fuckin throats!”
 
She was punched in the head hard, the force knocking her forehead against the stone floor.
"Shut the fuck up, you aren't fooling anyone." He hissed.
 
Her head hit the floor with a heavy thud, Megohime seeing stars, groaning lowly as she touched the fresh blood leaking from her forehead. One of the men snatched the scissors from her, kicking her in the ribs for good measure. “Damn, check his eye!”
 
"On it!" One of them ran to the one Megohime stabbed, who was thrashing and wailing in agony on the floor, "It might need to be removed completely!"
"Dumb bitch." Her head hit the floor again, harder this time.
 
Her forehead smashed into the floor again and Megohime grunted, stunned this time and unable to react properly. Blood dripped onto the floor beneath her, curling up to try and protect herself from anymore blows.
“Shit. He might have to go to the hospital.”
“No, just treat him here, and keep her under control dammit!”
 
"I think she's learned her lesson." He said before he bound her hands again, as well as her ankles, "If she tries it again, we'll cut something off."
 
Megohime watched the man writhing on the floor through the hair covering her face, a small smirk on her lips as she watched him. She didn’t fight having her ankles and wrists bound, satisfied with the eye she took for now.
 
"You must think you're funny." When she opened her eyes again, Akima was standing in front of her. How long had she been out? She only shut her eyes for a second, didn't she?
 
She let out a weak noise as she pushed herself into an upright position, looking rather worn. “Hilarious, actually.” She croaked.
 
“Maybe they were careless- maybe you all forgot who I was.” She hissed lowly, watching him with tired angry eyes.
 
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