Context: Your father has kept you from getting involved in the family because he wants to protect you. However, one day, you slip away from your caretaker and accidentally find a prisoner locked away in the basement of headquarters.

Words: 987

Monetization: It’s perfectly ok to monetize and record any of my scripts, you can change pronouns and stuff around too! Just please remember to credit me!

Notes: Medium difficulty script!

A/N: Oh I actually really like how this one turned out

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[echoey footsteps]

(thinking) … Someone’s coming.

Hah… another interrogation? I wish they’d give up. I’m not spilling for anything.

[footsteps stop]

“... Huh?”

[pause]

“... What the… *cough* what’s a kid like you doing down here?”

[pause]

“Um… Yes, I am hurt. But it’s nothing I haven’t suffered before. This is nothing. *scoff*”

[he clears his throat]

“But– who are you? What are you doing down here?”

[pause]

“... You snuck away from your caretaker?”

[pause]

“Ah… yeah. Very sneaky. But how did you get down here?”

[pause]

“Well yeah, the door exists, but isn’t it usually locked?”

[pause]

“.... So it just swung open for ya?”

(under breath) “Thanks for the tip.”

[pause]

“Yeah… who are you anyway? I doubt you’re a normal kid if you got down here no problem. Not to mention that you talked about a caretaker…”

[pause]

“... Wait a minute… your last name…”

[handcuffs clank]

[shuddering breath]

“... You’re his daughter?!”

[pause]

“I– well–”

“Um… your father is… um…”

[pause]

(thinking) Sh\t… I can’t tell her that her father is the most feared mafia boss in the country! She’s– she’s just a kid! It just wouldn’t be right…*

“Your father is… well, let’s just say that he’s a very important person.”

[pause]

“Hehe… I guess that’s right. He’s a very important person to you.”

[pause]

“... Do my injuries hurt?”

“Ha. Like I said, I’ve suffered worse. Granted, I don’t know what they’re going to do to me next, but I know that I can handle it.”

[pause]

“That iron-like scent is the smell of blood. Have you smelled it before?”

[pause]

“... On your caretaker?”

“... I… I see.”

(thinking) Note to self: This kid’s “caretaker” is probably more of a bodyguard…

[pause]

“... Am I thirsty?”

“Yeah. I haven’t had a drink in a while, and, well…”

[the handcuffs jingle]

“I’m not in a position to drink by myself.”

[pause]

“Yeah, my arms are stuck behind my back. It’s not so bad. I got used to it.”

[pause]

“... You’ll be right back? Alright.”

[you rush away]

“... So… the most feared mafia don in the country has a kid…?”

“Who would’ve thought?”

“Ugh… *cough*”

[the handcuffs clink]

“... This is valuable intel…”

[you come back]

“Oh. Hello again, kid.”

[pause]

“... Water? How are you gonna–”

[you step right through the bars]

“... Right. You’re small.”

“You slipped right through those bars.”

[pause]

“... Do you think you could get my hands free?”

[pause]

“I won’t hurt ya, if that’s what you’re worried about. I have standards.”

[pause]

“Have you never seen handcuffs before?”

[you give them a tug]

“Ow!”

[pause]

“Nah, I– I’m fine. You just tugged on them really hard. I don’t think you can do anything to ‘em.”

[pause]

“Aw, don’t worry about it. I didn’t expect much anyways. It’s enough that you brought me a drink.”

“You’re pretty small, but can you hold the bottle up to me?”

[you stand on your tiptoes and help him take a few big gulps]

“Ah! That feels much better. Thanks, kid.”

[pause]

“Why I’m down here?”

“You’re askin’ me too many questions. In fact, you probably shouldn’t have stepped between the bars at all. If your dad finds out that you can do that, he’ll make the bars too small for you to slip through.”

[pause]

“You’re persistent, aren’t ya?”

[pause]

“Alright, um… let’s see…”

[pause]

“... You know how… there are superheroes and villains in the world?”

[pause]

“Yeah. Well, sometimes, the villains don’t get along either. They think differently, and that leads to lots of… conflict. Do you know that word?”

[pause]

“Ah, your caretaker uses it.”

“So sometimes the villains will fight each other too, understand?”

[pause]

“Well, I’m a villain. A real scary one. And… um… let’s just say…”

“... For now, let’s say your daddy isn’t a hero.”

[pause]

“I seem too nice for a villain?”

“Ha! Who knew that someone would actually say that to my face?”

[pause]

“Yeah, well that’s why you shouldn’t be seen talking to me. Your daddy must care about you a lot, huh? So he probably doesn’t want you to be influenced by the likes of me.”

[pause]

“Of course. Every kid’s father is a hero in their eyes.”

[pause]

“Yes, your daddy caught the bad villain, and the bad villain is… injured from the fight. That’s all.”

[pause]

“... I don’t get lonely. I haven’t been down here for that long.”

[pause]

“No, you don’t need to visit me. In fact, it would be better if you didn’t visit at all. Big bad evil guy, remember?”

[pause]

“Ah, they bring me food and water eventually. I bet the guy who usually brings it just fell asleep today. Don’t worry.”

[pause]

“I don’t think you should tell them to feed me. After all, it would be giving away that you met me, and then you might get into trouble.”

[pause]

“I don’t care if everyone does anything you ask of them here. It’s probably because they all… like your daddy a lot, so they do these things for you because you’re daddy’s little girl.”

[pause]

“Oh, I’m sure a good amount of ‘em like you as you are. You were nice enough to give someone like me water.”

[pause]

“... I guess so. Kindness doesn’t need to be conditional.”

“Well–”

[he shifts in the chair he’s tied to]

“You should head back upstairs. I bet your caretaker is looking for you, all terrified. *chuckle*”

[pause]

“Like I said, I don’t get lonely. You should worry about not getting your caretaker into trouble first.”

[you slip back out of the bars]

“Hey kid, one last thing.”

[pause]

“... See this symbol on my chest here?”

[pause]

“Yeah. If you see that symbol anywhere… run away from it. That’s where some more villains might be hiding, okay?”

[pause]

“Alright. You stay safe now, kid.”

[echoey footsteps as you rush away]

“... Damn…”

“I’m keeping my lips sealed about that… kid like her doesn’t need to get dragged into this mess.”

~END~

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