Title: Need for Love

Author: Galadrielle

Fandom: Prince of Persia (Movie)

Characters: Garsiv and his brothers

Warning: SPOILERS for the movie, mentioned rape but nothing explicit for now

Rating: M

Summary: Garsiv remembers the one time he was too weak to protect himself and his brothers find out. Set after the movie.

Disclaimer: Not mine, sadly.

Prologue

Garsiv looked on in disbelieve as the man that had been his uncle was taken to the dungeon. He couldn't think, couldn't feel over the numbness that enveloped him.

He had always thought highly of the man, had worshiped the very ground he walked on. Until the one thing he had always thought impossible happened to him.

*****FLASHBACK*****

At the age of thirteen Garsiv had been on his way back from weapons training, when his uncle had called for him. That had been unusual as he had never been asked for by his uncle before. Normally Tus was called to educate him in preparation to the role of the king.

He had entered his uncle's chambers and felt goosebumps on his arms when he saw the gaze that travelled over him. He knew that he looked dirty and sweaty…

"Garsiv, come inside and take a bath. I won't talk to you until you have cleaned up yourself!" Nizam's voice sent a shudder over him. He couldn't explain it, but something seemed different.

Nodding Garsiv turned around to leave to get cleaned up when Nizam's voice called him back, "I told you to come inside and get cleaned up in here."

"But I can't bath in your chambers, uncle. I have my own…"

Nizam interrupted him, "We are family, Garsiv. You can use mine. Now hurry up!"

Reluctantly Garsiv crossed the chamber and entered the bath. He undressed quickly and emerged himself in the water, scrubbing at the dirt on his face, chest and legs.

The door opening and letting in a draft of cool air distracted Garsiv from his task and he looked up. There standing in front of him was his uncle with a scary look on his face and slowly undressing himself. Uncertain of what was going on Garsiv asked with a quivering voice, "Uncle? What are you doing?"

"Oh, don't you know? Your father told me that you were ready to become a man. Isn't that right, Garsiv?" The innocent expression on his face fooled Garsiv.

"Sure I'm ready! But what does it contain?"

The grin on his uncle's face dimmed the eagerness in Garsiv's heart to become a man and with that a warrior, "Your father told me to show you the ways of the flesh. Come here!"

Garsiv, suddenly unsure shook his head, "I think I should talk to father first…" The rest of the sentence was cut of when Nizam threw himself on his nephew.

"Oh believe me, little one. Your father knows of what is happening here and approves." With that Nizam forced Garsiv's head under the water.

The boy struggled for air and freedom, but as the seconds ticked by he felt himself grow weaker and weaker. The sudden release of the grip on his head shocked him into compliance when Nizam pulled his head up and let him take great gulps of air, "You are mine now, Garsiv. My present, mine to do with as I please!"

Hours later Garsiv left the chambers. Tears were streaming down his face as he thought about his father giving him to his uncle. Rage and hate tore at his heart as he could still feel the foul touch his uncle had bestowed on him. The pain and humiliation, the dirt and shame he would never be able to wash off.

From this day on his uncle had called for him many times and left deep gashes in the broken boy's soul. He would never be able to love or trust as he had before all this.

*****END FLASHBACK*****

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