You really had no idea how you got yourself into this situation. An unknown amount of time ago, you had been kidnapped. By the port mafia, of all people. You had been unharmed, at first. They had asked you to join, somehow knowing about your ability. Not too keen on joining a criminal organization, you had refused their offer. And, unsurprisingly, they hadn't taken 'no' very well. That's how you ended up here, being dragged down a hallway to an unknown location, blindfolded and with your hands tied behind your back as you thrashed against your captors. Blood leaking from the corner of your mouth, a nasty welt forming on your cheek from where someone had punched you after you kicked one of them and almost got away. It hurt, but you couldn't help but be smug. You were pretty sure you had kicked them in their groin. Distantly, you heard a door opening, and you were turned and dragged into a room. Your captors shoved you into a very comfortable and what felt like leather arm-chair, keeping their hands on your shoulders to keep you there as another pulled your blindfold off. You blinked, momentarily blinded from the sudden light. As your vision cleared, you could properly look around. You were in what looked like an office, sitting in a chair in front of a dark mahogany desk. Behind the desk, lo and behold, was Mori Ougai, the Boss of The Port Mafia himself. What a pleasure. He smiled, looking almost amused.