Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Demon's Broken Spirit ❯ Rape ( Chapter 1 )

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A Demon's Broken Spirit

Chapter 1: Rape

"Come on you stupid whore! You've done this before; I know you have, because you're just a little slag from L2, do it again, now! Do it you whore!" Snarling laughter of the two men rung around the sound-proof cell.

Duo moved forward. Tears welled in his eyes, too many memories of the streets where coming back to him; rape, starving, 'boys don't cry.'

He had to do it, death would be the ideal choice, but not when it wasn't going to be a clean death, no, it would be torture, pain.

He looked at the muscley man, naked from the waist down. Duo was weak; the one escape he'd tried had failed, and resulted in a small amount of torture, and of course, this. He needed the other pilots' help, now would be great.

"Go on!" The Oz guard was getting angrier, he kicked Duo's crumpled form hard in the stomach, and he wasn't going to ease off unless he got what he wanted. The young pilot swallowed and moved forward he grimaced as he took the swollen erection in his mouth. Years of experience told him what to do, but Duo had thought his days of this were gone, was a none-rape life too much to hope for?

"Ohh yes, keep going, yes..."

He kept going, two strong men held him in place, one from behind and the man standing above him grasping his head right where he wanted it, he didn't have a choice.

He was going to be sick, to many painful memories strangled his mind, this was a horrific situation, one he had found himself in too many times before, once again he found himself feeling dirty, he couldn't go back to the pilots now, even if they did manage to find him, he couldn't tell them what had happen, he was unclean, used goods now.

His mouth worked, giving the strong guard what he wanted. How Duo wished it was all he and the other would want. But he was sure it wasn't, after he had finished off... this, the other guard would want his 'turn'. Then who knows where it would lead to, he sure as hell wasn't just going to be left alone in his cell without being 'played with' at least a little bit more.

"Sir! Count Khushrenada sir!"

Treize looked up from his desk where he had been carefully shredding paperwork as the frantic guard burst in, unable to wait for Treize to acknowledge his presence, he broke into speech, "Sir, I think you should see what's going on in one of the prisoners cells, sir."

"What is it, Haildor?" Treize addressed the guard, he wasn't sure how conceded to be, the guard was in one hell of a state, but nothing unusual usually happened in the prison cells at the opposite end of the base.

"Abuse, of one of the prisoners Sir, but taken to a more mentally and physically damaging level."

"Who is the captured?"

"Gundam pilot 02 Sir."

"Come on!" Treize barked, rising from his seat, he headed for the camera room, he couldn't have this sort of thing happening, torture on order was as far as it was supposed to go, and even then it was very tame, just a taster so they'd know what was coming if they didn't talk, they all talked.

The door was pushed open as the ginger-haired man strode inside, he went straight for camera A, room 3186, one of the cameras in the spacious, but not too over roomy for a prisoner, cell.

The scene that met his eyes turned his stomach; there was blood, recently spilled semen, and tears. He could see the fear and disgust on the young pilots face as the second guard advanced upon him. He acted fast, he needed this stopped this instant; no one should have to go through that, no matter what side they were on, or who they were fighting.

Treize burst through cell 3186 door, gun ready to blaze. Both guards were now striped from the waist down, the worst had not come for Duo yet, but to the OZ general, this was bad enough.

"...sir... I erm... err..."

Treize looked at the stammering guard standing closest to 02, he'd been touching him, but on Treize's entrance, he moved his hand as though it had just touched hot oil. Burns would probably be a better punishment for him, but all Treize had at hand was a gun, and he wanted to dispose of the sick guards quickly.

He pulled the trigger and Duo stared in awe as the General shot down one of his own men. The other guard found it best to stay silent as Treize advanced upon him, it didn't make any difference, he was shot just as his acquaintance had been.

The bodies lay unmoving on the cold floor, 02 took the time to back away into a corner, putting his face down, but staying aware of where Treize was making sure he didn't get too close whist Duo had his guard down.

Treize wasn't going to move any closer, he could see the vulnerable state the pilot was in, and didn't want to make it worse, which is all it would do. But he did have to get the Deathscythe pilot out of the cell, viewing the same walls and sleeping on the same floor as where all that had happened could easily drive a person mad.

He looked over the pilot, he looked so small, and not at all dangerous, but Treize had seen this solider in battle and he was a demon fighter, but at the moment, he was a demon fighter, with a broken spirit.

TBC

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