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By: Sundragoness
Rated: R (Violence, Sexual Situations, Reference to Suicide, Language) This chapter gets a little LEMON fresh ^_^ It's not too graphic, or else I'd have to make this NC-17.
Special Warnings: The story takes a BIG twist! Don't worry, you'll like the ending.
Chapter Ten: The Past, Present, and Future
Disclaimer: I am not responsible for any trauma you may receive upon reading this. ^_^ Beware!
AN: pops another pretzel in her mouth No, I didn't die or fall off the face of the planet. Seems like it's been long enough though! Here's chapter ten anyway, it's short, but there will be more to come (I promise!). And it won't take a year either XD Go read!
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|Flashback|
Leena's happy expression contorted into one of fear. As Dr. Leyon's maniacal laughter filled the control room, Bit Cloud fell to the uninviting floor.
"BIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" From the look of fear, turned a look of pure and untouched hatred on Leena's porcelain face. Bit hit the ground, and ceased to move. A look so grim had never seen the light of day before now, and she was going to make sure it was the last thing that heartless bastard ever saw. The mad Doctor froze in his mockery, subtly disturbed by its intenseness. Unusually calmly, Leena began her assault. "Leyon. Poor Leyon. You know, I'm going to fucking rip your guts out, then feed them to vultures. You aren't even worthy enough to be fed to dogs you pathetic bag of skin." Her eyes glowed with the intensity rivaling her fiery expression.
The Doctor just smirked and suggested with his empty hand to the pistol in the other. "Well Leena, I would almost be scared of your little threat if I didn't have this gun."
"I don't give a shit if you have a nuclear bomb. I'd still RIP YOU TO PIECES!" She moved as quickly as the wind, placing herself behind the doctor, efficiently restraining his neck. She thrusted her leg forward, kicking his from underneath him in less than two seconds. "Besides, I know you wouldn't shoot me anyway." She jumped into the air, performing a body slam deep into his unsuspecting lungs. "FUCK YOU!" The gun flew from his hands on contact, flying to the other side of the control room.
Leyon's eyes moved frantically, searching for an escape. His breath intake was raspy, madly trying to provide air to his battered lungs. Slowing his movements, he thought of a sufficient way to solve this little bind he found himself in. Rubbing his hand against Leena's leg, the sick Doctor began his assault. "I've always admired your gracefulness, Leena. If you let me go, I can guarantee your safety and your baby's. You could be my queen, Leena! We could be the supreme leaders of the backdraft! You and me!"
Sickened, she just growled, "I've had too many men wanting me to be their 'queens'. Time to die, Leyon." Preparing to kick the man's head in, Leena brought back her leg. Leyon, seeing his only chance for escape, reached forward, grabbing her now extended leg and flipping her body to floor. "FUCK!" She cried, her leg in the grasp of the psycho.
"YEAH, THAT'S WHAT WE'LL BE DOING IN A FEW MINUTES!" Leyon pushed himself over to her crouching form, proceeding to strangle her. Leena, startled by his exceedingly strong grip on her neck, gasped for precious air. Her vision began to blur and his lips moved onto hers. "So sweetie, how does it feel to be used and abused?"
|End of Flashback|
Leena awoke in the middle of the night, covered in sweat. Her hands flew to her neck, rubbing them. She looked around her bare room, searching for the hands strangling her. "Just another goddamn dream. When will they ever go away?" The torn and helpless Leena went back to sleep, awaiting a quick release from the world. Her husband slept next to her, unaware of the nightmares. Unfortunately, another haunting vision of the past crept into her subconscious.
|Flashback|
"CHRISTIAN! SHIRO! SALENE! Come here, babies! Hurry!" Leena frantically screamed to the children, unable to reach them in their pen. The pen itself was made of electric wire-Leyon was inhumane. Brad lay beaten and bloody on the floor, his children laughing playfully at one another in their little cage. They were the tangible essence of purity caught in the midst of chaos and destruction. The babies toddled over to the edge of the playpen at the sound of Leena's familiar voice. She bent over and reached for the little ones, careful not to touch them against the hot wires. She grabbed each one into her arms. "We'll come back for your daddy as soon as you're safe." Leena told Shiro & Salene. Not that they understood anyway. They reached the loading gate of the Whale King, the place in which Leena had first entered nearly a day ago.
"Leaving so soon?" Leena turned around to find the mangled figure of Dr. Leyon.
"DON'T YOU EVER DIE!?" Leena put down the children, directing them away from the crazed man.
"Of course not. I promised I'd make you my queen. So give up this charade; you can't win." He heaved himself forward, punching Leena in the face without warning. She flew backward slightly, hitting into a wall. He then walked over to the young ones, kicking each of them once in the little ribs.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Before her vision flickered out of focus, she saw Naomi hobble up behind Leyon, shooting him in the back of the head with an RPC- 90.
|End Flashback|
It's morning now-time for Leena to wake her sleeping husband. His name is Vega Obscura, an intensely passionate man of 25 years old. He claims her memory loss is the result of a terrible accident that happened ten years ago. She reminisces about his eyes that burn and his heart that stills hers; he was a hot-blooded woman's dream. But, the mind-blowing sex just wasn't enough. The element of true love just wasn't there.
"Good morning my love, I see you're awake before me." He whispers into her ear. He kisses her lightly on the forehead, massaging her stomach.
"Honey? Can we talk?" Leena scoots further toward the edge of the bed, away from Vega.
"What is it, my dove?" His gentle eyes probe into her mind.
"I-when did we get married, exactly?" A storm of gray blew over Vega's eyes, faintly displaying his wariness of the subject.
"We've been through this before." He removed his chiseled arms from her waist, then stood up and dressed himself. Before exiting their bedroom, he added, "I love you and that's all that matters. Why don't you go take a shower."
Leena stared at the open door, silently cursing her husband's cool veneer. "Stop avoiding this!" She screamed out to the walls. "Damn you, Vega! I know you're hiding something." She dismounted their plush king- sized bed, then walked over to the supplies closet for a towel. A tingle erupted through her body as her bare foot touched the cold marble floor in the spacious bathroom. Setting down her towel, she gazed into the Victorian-style mirror. 'Am I going insane? Why do I keep having these.visions? Who is that man? Why-'
"Need a helping hand?" Vega had snuck up behind her unseen. Her head shot up, eyeing the man she called her husband. The man who must be in the mood- he was without a stitch of clothing. His hands moved to her petite shoulders, gently rubbing them free of tension. He brushed his arousal against her behind; a shiver ran up Leena's spine. His eyes clouded over in a tempest of desire; it was the passionate look of lust. His fingers grazed over the straps of her welcoming lingerie, sweeping them to her arms. Vega placed his handsome face upon her bare neck, kissing her tenderly with his supple lips. She felt a growing hotness in her lower regions, despite the strange feeling of remorse in her heart.
"Vega.Vega.don't." Leena's willpower was slowly melting away like butter in a desert.
"Don't try and resist me, love. I know you want this as much as I do." He cooed in her ear. "I'll keep you safe from your dreams." Vega grabbed her by the hips and pushed the nightgown to the floor. Turning her around, he forced her body against his in a swift movement, then planted a deep and lustful kiss on her mouth. Leena's mind swirled, millions of thoughts colliding exploding as her so-called husband proceeded to.rape her in all accounts. But could your own husband rape you?
~*~
Two hours later as she stood in her shower, bent and broken, a revelation hit her. You could even call it an epiphany. She had never been out of the city. Ever. Vega forbade her to set foot outside of St. Sisten's walls. There must be a reason that he keeps her locked up like this, besides the fact that there are ruthless desert bandits out there. Fine. It's settled then. "I'm going to leave this place as soon as this damn shower is over."
"Darling, are you almost done?" Vega emerged from the bedroom, his figure outlined behind the glass of the shower door. "I have to take a shower and head for work soon." 'Shit! That's perfect! I'll be out of here in no time!' She washed herself much faster now.
"Yes, dear. I'll be finished in another two minutes."
Hrhrhr. I'm baaack! Prepare yourself.
Sun-chan
By: Sundragoness
Rated: R (Violence, Sexual Situations, Reference to Suicide, Language) This chapter gets a little LEMON fresh ^_^ It's not too graphic, or else I'd have to make this NC-17.
Special Warnings: The story takes a BIG twist! Don't worry, you'll like the ending.
Chapter Ten: The Past, Present, and Future
Disclaimer: I am not responsible for any trauma you may receive upon reading this. ^_^ Beware!
AN: pops another pretzel in her mouth No, I didn't die or fall off the face of the planet. Seems like it's been long enough though! Here's chapter ten anyway, it's short, but there will be more to come (I promise!). And it won't take a year either XD Go read!
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|Flashback|
Leena's happy expression contorted into one of fear. As Dr. Leyon's maniacal laughter filled the control room, Bit Cloud fell to the uninviting floor.
"BIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" From the look of fear, turned a look of pure and untouched hatred on Leena's porcelain face. Bit hit the ground, and ceased to move. A look so grim had never seen the light of day before now, and she was going to make sure it was the last thing that heartless bastard ever saw. The mad Doctor froze in his mockery, subtly disturbed by its intenseness. Unusually calmly, Leena began her assault. "Leyon. Poor Leyon. You know, I'm going to fucking rip your guts out, then feed them to vultures. You aren't even worthy enough to be fed to dogs you pathetic bag of skin." Her eyes glowed with the intensity rivaling her fiery expression.
The Doctor just smirked and suggested with his empty hand to the pistol in the other. "Well Leena, I would almost be scared of your little threat if I didn't have this gun."
"I don't give a shit if you have a nuclear bomb. I'd still RIP YOU TO PIECES!" She moved as quickly as the wind, placing herself behind the doctor, efficiently restraining his neck. She thrusted her leg forward, kicking his from underneath him in less than two seconds. "Besides, I know you wouldn't shoot me anyway." She jumped into the air, performing a body slam deep into his unsuspecting lungs. "FUCK YOU!" The gun flew from his hands on contact, flying to the other side of the control room.
Leyon's eyes moved frantically, searching for an escape. His breath intake was raspy, madly trying to provide air to his battered lungs. Slowing his movements, he thought of a sufficient way to solve this little bind he found himself in. Rubbing his hand against Leena's leg, the sick Doctor began his assault. "I've always admired your gracefulness, Leena. If you let me go, I can guarantee your safety and your baby's. You could be my queen, Leena! We could be the supreme leaders of the backdraft! You and me!"
Sickened, she just growled, "I've had too many men wanting me to be their 'queens'. Time to die, Leyon." Preparing to kick the man's head in, Leena brought back her leg. Leyon, seeing his only chance for escape, reached forward, grabbing her now extended leg and flipping her body to floor. "FUCK!" She cried, her leg in the grasp of the psycho.
"YEAH, THAT'S WHAT WE'LL BE DOING IN A FEW MINUTES!" Leyon pushed himself over to her crouching form, proceeding to strangle her. Leena, startled by his exceedingly strong grip on her neck, gasped for precious air. Her vision began to blur and his lips moved onto hers. "So sweetie, how does it feel to be used and abused?"
|End of Flashback|
Leena awoke in the middle of the night, covered in sweat. Her hands flew to her neck, rubbing them. She looked around her bare room, searching for the hands strangling her. "Just another goddamn dream. When will they ever go away?" The torn and helpless Leena went back to sleep, awaiting a quick release from the world. Her husband slept next to her, unaware of the nightmares. Unfortunately, another haunting vision of the past crept into her subconscious.
|Flashback|
"CHRISTIAN! SHIRO! SALENE! Come here, babies! Hurry!" Leena frantically screamed to the children, unable to reach them in their pen. The pen itself was made of electric wire-Leyon was inhumane. Brad lay beaten and bloody on the floor, his children laughing playfully at one another in their little cage. They were the tangible essence of purity caught in the midst of chaos and destruction. The babies toddled over to the edge of the playpen at the sound of Leena's familiar voice. She bent over and reached for the little ones, careful not to touch them against the hot wires. She grabbed each one into her arms. "We'll come back for your daddy as soon as you're safe." Leena told Shiro & Salene. Not that they understood anyway. They reached the loading gate of the Whale King, the place in which Leena had first entered nearly a day ago.
"Leaving so soon?" Leena turned around to find the mangled figure of Dr. Leyon.
"DON'T YOU EVER DIE!?" Leena put down the children, directing them away from the crazed man.
"Of course not. I promised I'd make you my queen. So give up this charade; you can't win." He heaved himself forward, punching Leena in the face without warning. She flew backward slightly, hitting into a wall. He then walked over to the young ones, kicking each of them once in the little ribs.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Before her vision flickered out of focus, she saw Naomi hobble up behind Leyon, shooting him in the back of the head with an RPC- 90.
|End Flashback|
It's morning now-time for Leena to wake her sleeping husband. His name is Vega Obscura, an intensely passionate man of 25 years old. He claims her memory loss is the result of a terrible accident that happened ten years ago. She reminisces about his eyes that burn and his heart that stills hers; he was a hot-blooded woman's dream. But, the mind-blowing sex just wasn't enough. The element of true love just wasn't there.
"Good morning my love, I see you're awake before me." He whispers into her ear. He kisses her lightly on the forehead, massaging her stomach.
"Honey? Can we talk?" Leena scoots further toward the edge of the bed, away from Vega.
"What is it, my dove?" His gentle eyes probe into her mind.
"I-when did we get married, exactly?" A storm of gray blew over Vega's eyes, faintly displaying his wariness of the subject.
"We've been through this before." He removed his chiseled arms from her waist, then stood up and dressed himself. Before exiting their bedroom, he added, "I love you and that's all that matters. Why don't you go take a shower."
Leena stared at the open door, silently cursing her husband's cool veneer. "Stop avoiding this!" She screamed out to the walls. "Damn you, Vega! I know you're hiding something." She dismounted their plush king- sized bed, then walked over to the supplies closet for a towel. A tingle erupted through her body as her bare foot touched the cold marble floor in the spacious bathroom. Setting down her towel, she gazed into the Victorian-style mirror. 'Am I going insane? Why do I keep having these.visions? Who is that man? Why-'
"Need a helping hand?" Vega had snuck up behind her unseen. Her head shot up, eyeing the man she called her husband. The man who must be in the mood- he was without a stitch of clothing. His hands moved to her petite shoulders, gently rubbing them free of tension. He brushed his arousal against her behind; a shiver ran up Leena's spine. His eyes clouded over in a tempest of desire; it was the passionate look of lust. His fingers grazed over the straps of her welcoming lingerie, sweeping them to her arms. Vega placed his handsome face upon her bare neck, kissing her tenderly with his supple lips. She felt a growing hotness in her lower regions, despite the strange feeling of remorse in her heart.
"Vega.Vega.don't." Leena's willpower was slowly melting away like butter in a desert.
"Don't try and resist me, love. I know you want this as much as I do." He cooed in her ear. "I'll keep you safe from your dreams." Vega grabbed her by the hips and pushed the nightgown to the floor. Turning her around, he forced her body against his in a swift movement, then planted a deep and lustful kiss on her mouth. Leena's mind swirled, millions of thoughts colliding exploding as her so-called husband proceeded to.rape her in all accounts. But could your own husband rape you?
~*~
Two hours later as she stood in her shower, bent and broken, a revelation hit her. You could even call it an epiphany. She had never been out of the city. Ever. Vega forbade her to set foot outside of St. Sisten's walls. There must be a reason that he keeps her locked up like this, besides the fact that there are ruthless desert bandits out there. Fine. It's settled then. "I'm going to leave this place as soon as this damn shower is over."
"Darling, are you almost done?" Vega emerged from the bedroom, his figure outlined behind the glass of the shower door. "I have to take a shower and head for work soon." 'Shit! That's perfect! I'll be out of here in no time!' She washed herself much faster now.
"Yes, dear. I'll be finished in another two minutes."
Hrhrhr. I'm baaack! Prepare yourself.
Sun-chan