Captive

Elsewhere :

A teenage girl with grimy, filthy black hair glares at the door of her cell from her floor-level stained mattress. She didn't know how long she'd been here, not even a window to allow her to track the days... She'd attempted to count the hours and track them via scratches in the wall, but that turned out to be useless.

She'd consciousness occasionally, waking up however long afterwards feeling sore and sticky, with a smell that made her retch. It was hell, kidnapped from her family, held prisoner and abused with no end in sight.

She wanted to fight them, scratch their eyes or tear their throats out with her teeth, but they never came near her. The only time she caught a glimpse of them was when they slip food through the hatch in the door...

Unfortunately, she was well aware of what they'd done to her. She'd learned it from some other prisoners she'd met as these scum were moving her... A doll chip, an implant that would erase her memory and force her to act however her controller wished, judging by her state whenever she comes to, she was lucky to be unconscious during it.

She sucks in a cold breath at the thought of it, her stomach roiling and her muscles aching, almost screaming at her to find a way out... Her captors were lucky they installed the chip, otherwise she'd have attacked them, or tried to her life already...

*Clack!*

Her eyes shoot to the door as someone unlocks it and steps inside. "Girl, you have a visitor. Enjoy." the oily voice of a man states as he pushes another into the room.

She tucks herself in the corner as he looks at her, his scarred face, short black hair, and grey eyes focussing on her with intensity. "I'll kill you... Stay back or else." she growls with as much force as she can muster. Her hand quickly found the plastic plate beside her mattress, this was the first time they were going to assault her while she was awake, she wasn't going to let it happen.

The man glances back at the door before raising his hands placatingly, "Shh, I'm not gonna hurt you... I-I'm here to save you, get you away from this place. I just need you to trust me... Okay?"

"Fuck you!" she spits knowing that this guy was just like all the rest. She slams the plastic plate on the ground, snapping it and leaving her with a large, jagged shiv.

"Don't. I'm serious, if you want to leave here you need to hear me. Understand?"

"Just get away from me!" she screams, swinging the shiv at the empty space in front of her.

"Hehe, get that bitches mouth shut already, Kiyoshi! Or do you want one of us to do it for ya?" someone shouts from outside the room, causing the man to freeze up.

"No, I got it..."

"Fine, but if you don't shut her up soon some of us will have to help..."

...

The man, Kiyoshi sends a pleading look at her, "Please, both of us are in danger right now." he hurriedly whispers.

...

She glances at the shiv and looks between it and her 'captor', doubting her previous thoughts... This was too elaborate to be a complete lie... At least, she hoped it was... "W-what then..."

"Listen, my name's Fujino Kiyoshi, I'm... A Tyger Claw, like the rest of these guys... But I want out, I don't want to do this anymore, not-..." he shakes his head with a scowl, "I want to take you with me when I leave, I don't know how I'm going to do that yet but I'll try..."

"... Where are we..." she quietly asks, she didn't even know if they were still in Night City...

"A Japantown, I-" he starts but pauses when someone approaches the door of the cell. He slaps the shiv out of her hand and pushes her to the mattress as she struggles against him.

"Hey, Kiyoshi, on second thought I'm feelin' it today." A pudgy Japanese thug steps into the room, quirking a brow at his friend, "You not even got her clothes off yet? You slow or somethin'? Or she puttin' up a struggle...?"

Kiyoshi glances at his friend while blocking his victim's mouth with a hand, "I was planning on taking it slow... It's... My kink..." he admits while swallowing the feelings of disgust such a statement brought up.

"Eh, just use the chip and have her act all scared. Speeds shit up." he reaches his belt, "You mind if I join in?"

"I do!" he quickly replies, "I can do threesomes, but with women only." he states.

"Eh...? Fine. I'll come in afterwards, just remember to clean up. I see you spunk and I'm punching you."

Kiyoshi nods and waves him off, leaving the duo alone once again. "I'm so sorry... I can only do so much, if I stop him it would look suspicious..."

"Screw you... Y-you're just like the rest of them..." she scowls, tears pooling in her eyes.

"I-I know... I'm sorry... I promise, I'll make it up to you..." he rubs his face, his eyes slightly bloodshot from the stress of the situation. "C-could you tell me your name..."

"No. I'm no one. I don't exist." she states. The guy wasn't trustworthy at all, and she'd rather die than put her family in danger. Knowing the scum holding her, they'd probably enslave her brother and father by threatening her... All while keeping her locked here in this hellhole...

"I'll hear it... Once I save you. I promise, I will take you from this place. No one deserves what they're doing here." he says harshly, with clear emotion. Kiyoshi then stands and begins pacing, "I'll stay for however long I can... Save you from... That..."

...

"Thanks..." she mutters, unsure if she truly meant it.