Well this sucks! There's no one around at all! Valence Flame sighed, That seems to be the case these days though! The 17 year old boy wandered the streets of an abandoned city in Zone 4, his flame coloured hair blowing in the cool, but hot, desert air. He spared a thought to his twin sister, Desert Destroya, still hiding out in Zone 6. I hope she's alright...Wait! What am I saying? Of course she's alright, she's a smart girl! You're here trying to find a bit of fun Valence, ACT LIKE IT!

Valence groaned in boredom and exhaustion. I haven't found anyone at all since I've been here, it SUCKS! I thought I'd come across someone I could flirt with and have fun but nooo! Stupid BLI for screwing up the world! The young Killjoy grasped his hair tightly in his hands in annoyance and frustration towards BLI. Valence decided the only way out of the city is to keep walking and hopefully,hopefully, he'll come across someone.

After 20 minutes of searching the deserted city, Valence flopped down on a bench that was miraculously intact, compared to the rest of the city, which looked like a war scene littered with the bodies of Killjoys, innocent bistandards and Dracs alike. Valence was drawn to a particular body in general. The body of a little girl was sprawled out a few feet in front of him. Her face twisted in pain and fear. She looked to be only 6 years old. The cause of this poor girl's death was a ray gun shot to the chest. Valence shook his head sadly, the image of the little girl forever imprinted on his mind. It's so depressing, knowing that these people lost their lives due to a corporation that overstayed it's welcome. Valence thought sadly.

The Killjoy stood up, took another small glace at the girl, then continued walking, alone with just his thoughts, through this graveyard that was once a thriving, happy city. Valence tucked a piece of his wayward orange and red hair behind his ear whilst he walked, with his head down, towards the edge of the city limits. All he could think about was that poor girl and the amount of fear she must of felt during her last moments on earth.

Suddenly, something caught the young Killjoy's eye and he ducked behind a derelict buiding and carefully, oh so carefully, looked around the side. Shit! About 5 meters away from him stood a Drac. He'd recognise the ridgid way they stood, the lack of colours in there clothes and the plain, creepy looking, vampire mask anywhere. It's obviously a male Drac, it's to buff to be a female. If he wasn't a Drac, I'd find him cute.Valence shook his head wildly. What the hell are you thinking Valence! It's a Drac for god sake! He'd kill you if he saw you!

Valence took another quick glance at he Drac. You could say he was checking him out but that would be crazy...right? Valence crouched behind the wall again. Ok, Valence your being stupid here! Valence smiled to himself. But, what's the harm in having a bit of a flirt with him? If it gets ugly, I've always got my gun, I'll fight my way out of it. He patted his ray gun that sat comfortably in it's holster, which dangled off his hip. Alright, Alright, I'll do it, but just for a laugh.

Valence took a steadying breathe and stepped out from behind the building. Valence wondered if he has finally lost his mind as he calmly walked towards the Drac. Then, out of the blue, the Drac turned around and faced Valence, and brought up his plain, dull, white, ray gun. It was clearly well used because there was scorch marks around the barrel. Valence stopped his steady place towards the Drac and stood still, and curiously looked at the Drac.

"State your business here, Killjoy!" The Drac shouted at him, the cold, monotone voice pierced Valence's mind.

"I'm only here for a bit of fun, thats all," Valence was shocked at how calm his voice appeared to be. He was a nervous wreck inside. Not because he was scared, it was because his adrenaline mixed with his fear and excitment.

"Fun is not permitted in the Zones," The drac said, in the same monotonous voice. Valence took another causious step towards the Drac. And another. And another. He carried on doing this until he was right in front of the Drac.

"Even the kind of fun I have in mind, Mr..." He looked at the name tag that dangled from the Drac's white jacket, "Mr. 234? What a cute name you have." Valence knew he was flirting with death at that moment, but a part of him didn't care. He found this fun and dangerous. He loved it.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were flirting with me, Killjoy," There was a hint of an emotion in his voice that Valence couldn't find a name too.

"Is that a bad thing, sugar," Valence asked him in a seductive tone. Valence had seen a lot of things but the next thing he saw surprised him. The Drac smiled at him, evilly.

"No, not at all."

The Drac forced Valence against the nearest wall he could find. He fisted his hand in his hair and pulled hard. Valence felt the panic rise in his chest.

"W-what are y-you doing?" He stuttered as he tried to force the drac's hand away to try to make him loosen his painful hold on his hair.

The Drac bit his neck hard and forced a whimper from Valence. "Didn't you want this, Killjoy? Isn't this why you flirted with me in the first place?"

"I-I never expected you to react to it! Let me GO!" Valence struggled against him. He pushed the Drac's chest as hard as he can, as he tried to get the Drac off him.

The Drac just smiled at him and pushed him harder into the wall. "You're a strong one aren't you? In body and spirit? I might just have to break that spirit." The Drac ran his gloved fingers through Valence's hair, got a handful and pulled his hair, until Valence's Head was straining against the back of his neck whilst his other arm wrapped around Valence's waist. The Drac then forced his mouth onto Valence's as rough as he could. Valence whimpered in pain. The Drac wasted no time in pushing his tongue into his mouth without permission. Valence couldn't believe this was happening. He was in an abandoned city with no help what so ever and about to be raped by a Drac.

Oh god, I'm so screwed...

Valence flinched away from the Drac as he felt the gloved hand that was around his waist snake up his jacket and shirt. He also felt it as it made it's way up his chest caressing everything it could. Valence found it hard to breathe as he held back moans of pleasure. He was trying so hard not to enjoy this. The Drac moved from his mouth and made his way his way down his neck with his mouth, nipping and biting hard. Valence couldn't hold it in anymore. He let out a quiet moan which the Drac automatically heard. He smirked at Valence.

"So, your are enjoying this, Killjoy? So am I."

Valence let out another whimper as the Drac bit down on his neck and sucked hard. It dawned on Valence that the Drac was marking him, claiming him, and it made his blood run cold. I will NOT become a Drac's playtoy! Valence tried to think of a way out but with the Drac sucking on his neck it was extremely hard. So due to this, the best thing he could think of was to fight with everything he had and hope to God, he got a lucky hit on the Drac.

He kicked and struggled with everything he had whilst the Drac did his best to pin him to the wall so he couldn't move. Valence struggled desperately until he felt his knee connect to the Drac's stomach. The Drac doubled over in pain and Valence saw his chance, he collected himself after seeing the hicky the Drac left on his skin. It was a huge purple mark on his neck where it was clearly visible. He picked himself off the floor and then ran for his life.

The last thing Valence heard from the Drac as he ran away was the Drac shouting after him.

"Keep running Killjoy! I'll find you again, I always will! Your mine!"