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Stroheim and Santana?

LAST TIME ON BUTTERSCOTCH- You defeated Straizo and somehow ended up getting kidnapped.

"It looks like shes finnaly waking up, " a german voice rings in your ears making you shoot your eyes open, hamon surging throughought your body to protect yourself from any oncoming threats. Two generic nazis stand at the foot of your bed. You try and get up but realize youre strapped down to it when the men laugh at your struggle. You narrow your eyes at them and easily snap the restraints leaving them to pull their guns on you, not expecting you to be strong at all.

"Now, now, thats no way to treat our guest, " a new voice enters the room through a man with very pale skin, blonde hair, a similar uniform to the men currently threatening to shoot you, and a muscular build. Your narrowed eyes turn into a glare when you realize that hes a commander.

'Did i seriously get kidnapped by Nazis?'

The two men 'salute' to the commander, guns at rest.

"Welcome to our base, Y/n, was it?" he grins and tells his men off. You immediatly reach for your fans, but are just met with empty straps. " We took those into our custody, seeing as you have no more use of them. Theyre quite intresting, actually, they almost killed one of our men while we were trying to figure out what they were. "

You only respond with a huff, standing up from your sitting position not wanting this man looking down at you any longer, though it doesnt do much since you're shorter than him.

"How rude of me, " he salutes, " my name is Rudol von Stroheim and we have taken you into custody under the impression that you are closely affiliated with Robert E.O Speedwagon."

Your breath catches in your throat at the menion of Speedwagons name, " Why would you have reason to think that, " you ask and he grins wider.

"Ah, what a beautiful voice. I was beginning to think you were mute, " you grimace and he keeps talking, " Follow me, Ill explain along the way, " you follow, not having much a choice seeing as there's armed soldiers around every corner, " We looked into his files and saw that in his will he entrusted the whole 'Speedwagon Foundation' to you, and you alone," you furrow your brows in shock because you havent talked to him in years, "along with a lot of funds. No one having heard of a Y/n L/n in the right age group to know him, so we did our research and only found one person, " you stay quiet, " Let me as, why is someone like you, young and beautiful, in someone as old as Speedwagons will when you have no family relation to him?"

You stay silent for another moment, " Hes a family friend, like a grandfather to me, " you lie through your teeth keeping your gaze hard and straight ahead.

"More like your friend. Your files say that youre sevently years old, care to explain?" a knowing smile makes its way across his face.

'They really did their reseach, huh'

"Actually, I do care, " you respond simply.

He hums, " I see. I can just have Edward L/n and Thomas L/n explain it to me then. Though its a long trip from here to Morioh or Japan, Im sure my men can manage."

Your blood runs cold and your form goes ridged making him smirk, " You germans sure are diligent, ill give you that, " you mutter and then precede to explain the bare minimum of your situation, " I cant show any physical age due to a specific teaching of a teqnique where you can basically control power form the sun. The teqnique itself causes slowing in physical age, but my families adaptation results in none at all once mastered. "

He absorbs the information like a sponge and starts to ask questions, " So, by the looks of it, you mastred this 'practice' around the age of eighteen?"