((Nightmare time~!))
Nana stumbled down a set of stairs, being dragged by two men who she couldn't see do to the bag over her head, back of her head throbbing from being hit in the back of the head while searching for anyone who was injured in the lounge. She could hear that they had caught someone else from the sounds of a struggle behind her. Then she hit the floor with a grunt, being tossed to the ground, the sound of iron slamming behind her. She sat up quick and tore the bag off of her head, frowning heavily when she saw that she was in a cell, and Ren in the cell beside her. "Ren, daijoubu?" She moved over, and he groaned. "Aye.." He muttered, pulling the bag off of his head and rubbing the side of his head. "Where are we?" "On a ship... Mori's I think.." She muttered, glancing behind her when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "Well well, two of Motochika's little dock rats, eh?" "Is that a.. Woman?" "What do you mean, they don't have any women- you're right..!" Nana hissed lowly and bit her lip, glaring at the three men gawking at her. "Well, Motonari-sama said to get information out of you since we had you in custody..~ I think we'll start with this little Siren~" The cell door opened and Nana got to her feet, only to have the butt of a gun slammed into her nose, knocking her to the ground with a grunt. "Nana-san!" Ren got to his feet and bore his teeth at the men. "Don' touch her!" "Urusai!" The man who had hit Nana, pointed his gun at Ren, the other two moving over to Nana as she tried to get up. She wheezed when a foot caught her in the side, knocking her down again before she was kicked onto her back, a heavy weight moving on top of her. Nana's eyes widened as hands pulled roughly at the belt keeping her pants on, making her try to throw the man off, but the other grabbed her wrists and held them firmly over her head. "Just relax~" "Get off'a her!!" Ren snapped, only to be fired at, the bullet nearly hitting his side. Fear clawed at Nana's chest as he yanked her belt off, working on her pants. "Get off!" She thrashed, eyes wide as he started to struggle getting her pants down. "What are you fools doing?" A fourth voice sounded, Mori himself coming down the stairs. "This isn't time to enjoy yourselves, get off the wench." All three men quickly left Nana's cell, looking nervous. "Gomena-" "Shut up, I don't want excuses." He looked to Nana who was pulling her belt back on hurriedly. "You." He looked to the largest man. "Take care of the young male, you two, hold the wench down, I have a parting gift I'd like to send Chosokabe." Mori moved over to the small forge like fire, pulling out a red hot metal brand and moving over to Nana's cell, the two men struggling to pin her again. Nana's eyes widened when they pinned her to the ground, yanking the back of her shirt up. She could feel the heat even before the metal was pressed to her skin, and once it was pressed firmly against her flesh she tensed hard and screamed loudly in agony, her vision blurring for a moment, the sound of Ren being beaten and the smell of burning flesh overwhelming her.
Nana sat up quickly, breathing hard. It was dark in her room, so she must've been sleeping for a while. Her side ached and stung with a cruel vengeance, making her get up slowly and turn on her light, pulling her shirt over her head and turning to look at it in the mirror, slowly unwrapping the bandages and touching the mark with trembling fingers.
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