Control the Weakness
Luck was just fifteen when he went up against an real gang, not just some bratty kids that hated the world. Or stupid teenagers or drunkards trying to take their cabin. A real gang. For him to say he wasn't scared, he wouldn't be being completely truthful. Luck, about this age, was already losing his head. No regards for personal safety, but still enough since to know he should have some.
When he got captured by the man, he knew he was in trouble. The guy's mansion was covered in blood stains and reeked of chemicals and death.
He was thrown to the mobster's feet and he looked up at him. The man was eating an eyeball and it made Luck's stomach queasy. He looked down at Luck. "You were the one causing me trouble?" Luck glared at him.
"Don't sound so surprised."
The man laughed and it wasn't right. "Oh, you're so cute." He bit into the eyeball; the sound it made made Luck gag. The man smirked at him. "You have a weak stomach?"
Luck swallowed. "No. I've just never seen anyone eat an animal eyeball." The man's laughter was worse than before.
"Poor child. You know nothing." He got up and walked towards him. The men that brought him there put their feet on Luck's back to keep him still. "This," He waved the eyeball in front of Luck's face. "Is human." Luck's eyes widened, then he glared when the man gave him a pity-filled look. He tutted at him. "You should never show you're afraid." He stood up and kicked Luck in the face. When Luck screamed in pain, the man started walking back to his seat. "Or let your enemies know you're in pain." He sat down.
Luck held his nose and looked at him. "F-Fuckin' prick." The man ate the rest of the eyeball.
"I could teach you how to never be broken." Luck watched him. "You just have to work for me."
"I'm not workin' for you." Luck gritted out, the let out another noise of pain when the man above him stomped on his spine.
"Just for a while, you'll learn valuable things." He smirked at Luck as he watched him think it over. Luck finally looked at him again. "Is that a yes?" He mused happily.
Luck glared a little. "Yeah." The man clapped, then looked at his men.
"Break him."
Luck's eyes widened when he was yanked up. "Wait! You said you'd teach me!" The man's calm composure while he walked to him, unnerved him.
"Poor child." He cupped his face and tilted it up. "This is how you learn. You'll be broken and broken again and again until you learn to control your weakness." He pinched his bloody nose, but Luck just clenched his jaw. "Learning already~" He patted his head and watched him get taken out of the room. "Don't die, Lucky!"
"It's Luck, you fuck!" Luck yelled back.
The man just chuckled.
When he got captured by the man, he knew he was in trouble. The guy's mansion was covered in blood stains and reeked of chemicals and death.
He was thrown to the mobster's feet and he looked up at him. The man was eating an eyeball and it made Luck's stomach queasy. He looked down at Luck. "You were the one causing me trouble?" Luck glared at him.
"Don't sound so surprised."
The man laughed and it wasn't right. "Oh, you're so cute." He bit into the eyeball; the sound it made made Luck gag. The man smirked at him. "You have a weak stomach?"
Luck swallowed. "No. I've just never seen anyone eat an animal eyeball." The man's laughter was worse than before.
"Poor child. You know nothing." He got up and walked towards him. The men that brought him there put their feet on Luck's back to keep him still. "This," He waved the eyeball in front of Luck's face. "Is human." Luck's eyes widened, then he glared when the man gave him a pity-filled look. He tutted at him. "You should never show you're afraid." He stood up and kicked Luck in the face. When Luck screamed in pain, the man started walking back to his seat. "Or let your enemies know you're in pain." He sat down.
Luck held his nose and looked at him. "F-Fuckin' prick." The man ate the rest of the eyeball.
"I could teach you how to never be broken." Luck watched him. "You just have to work for me."
"I'm not workin' for you." Luck gritted out, the let out another noise of pain when the man above him stomped on his spine.
"Just for a while, you'll learn valuable things." He smirked at Luck as he watched him think it over. Luck finally looked at him again. "Is that a yes?" He mused happily.
Luck glared a little. "Yeah." The man clapped, then looked at his men.
"Break him."
Luck's eyes widened when he was yanked up. "Wait! You said you'd teach me!" The man's calm composure while he walked to him, unnerved him.
"Poor child." He cupped his face and tilted it up. "This is how you learn. You'll be broken and broken again and again until you learn to control your weakness." He pinched his bloody nose, but Luck just clenched his jaw. "Learning already~" He patted his head and watched him get taken out of the room. "Don't die, Lucky!"
"It's Luck, you fuck!" Luck yelled back.
The man just chuckled.