I'm not entirely a Sin City fan, but of all of the stories people like to come up with, like if Hartigan lived or anything like that, this is one I'm surprised no one has done, and another story convinced me to try.
We're familiar with how Hartigan saved Nancy in Sin City... but what would have happened if he failed?
"You're only making it worse for yourself, you stupid cow!" He yelled.
She felt the whip hit her back again.
I can do this. She thinks as she's being whipped.
"Don't you think I'm tired? Is that it? You think I'm getting tired?" He was, but he won't let hew know that. "You're the one who's going to crack. You'll crack!" He was getting desperate now to make her crack. He can't do it without hearing a scream.
What I've heard is true... As long as I don't scream, he can't do it.
"You'll cry and beg..." He's getting more desperate but won't show it. "You'll scream! Oh yeah... you'll scream, you big fat ugly cow!" He doesn't think she's ugly, he just likes to insult his victims. "You'll scream!"
He whips her more.
It's getting worse... but I can take it.
He gets closer to her, whispering into her ear in an almost seductive tone.
"You think the whip is the best I can do?" He chuckles. "That was foreplay."
He's bluffing. I'm not afraid of this bastard.
"Hartican was right about you." Despite the pain on her back, Nancy has the strength to get up. "You can't get it up unless I scream..." She then gets in his face. "You're pathetic! You're pathetic..."
He glares at her. He thought back quickly to when she was just 11 and how he almost had her... he won't kill her until he's finished what he set to do with her. But she figured out how he works, though he knows how to bring out what he wants.
"It's not wise at all to make fun of me like that." He takes out a knife. "It brings out the worst in me."
At this point, it would have been when Hartigan saved her, but he died hanging.
The Yellow Bastard moves his knife closer. Instead of using the sharp edge, he presses the dull blade on her exposed right arm. Slowly, he moves it on her skin.
"You know... Nancy..." He says in a somewhat casual tone. "We should really get to know each other better."
Nancy doesn't look at him. "I know enough about you, you're Roark Jr. The handsome faced bachelor who is secretly a pedophile and a sadist." She looks to the floor, preferring that over his hideous look. "People used to talk about how handsome you were, but it was your old face that gave me nightmares... now the ugliness is on the outside too."
"Well... you know, you can call me Ethan. It's my first name after all." He then wraps his free arm around her, causing her to wince in disgust before he tightens his arm around her. "You got nothing to worry... if an old fart like Hartigan can get your attention than maybe-"
"Don't talk about him like that!" Nancy now looks into his face with a furious glare. "You've killed him, you bastard!"
"Oh... testy..." He smiles. He then takes his knight and slides the dull part on her other arm. "I'm starting to like you. I'm not entirely unattracted to grown women, but you're getting foxy."
Her glare gets more venomous as she grits her teeth.
She's getting angrier, this could work.
"I think it's a good thing I didn't kill you back then..." He starts to give her a once over from top the bottom. "You've really grown out."
His face gets closer to hers.
"Stay away from me!" She yells as she moves back. "You stay away, you yellow freak!"
"Uh-uh!" He says as he wags his finger in a condescending tone. "Don't be a racist. It's not very attractive." He reaches out for her as her head moves back. "We don't have to be enemies." He grabs the back of her head. "Here, let's kiss and make up!"
Before Nancy could voice her obvious refusal of such a suggestion, she's too late to say anything as Roark pulls her in and kisses her on the mouth. Nancy makes her disgust vocal as she makes a muffled "no!" constantly before her mouth opens up and he inserts his tongue. At that moment, she felt something sharp near her neck. She realized its his knife as he is threatening her not to try biting him. Despite her current situation, she doesn't want to die, so she reluctantly allows him to explore her mouth with his tongue for a while before he ends the kiss to breathe.
"That... was pretty damned good." He smiles at the glaring girl. "I haven't actually kissed anyone since before the old coot shot me years ago... so for the first kiss I've had in ages, I'd give you a 9/10. I'd rank higher but you didn't kiss me back."
"Why would I want that?!" She barked.
"Well, you may as well enjoy your time with me here."
Bastard.
Nancy began shaking violently, causing Roark to let go of her.
"You god-damned monster!" She bellowed. "I'll kill you!" She screamed out with all her rage. "I'll kill you for that! For Hartigan! For-" At this moment, she noticed he's smiling, a smile she hates. "What the hell is so funny?!"
"It's only funny because it's ironic..."
"What is?!"
At this moment, Roark puts his arms around her and pulls her in for a hug, a very forced embrace. She tries to move out when something caught her attention.
Something hard was poking her between her legs, in her groin region.
Oh no... but, I didn't...
Horror hit her eyes as Roark looked into her with a smile.
"It's ironic because you thought you wouldn't scream. But you did. You screamed at me. You though it was just being scared shitless or being in pain... but that ain't the only way. There's also the kind you just did... and it's the sexiest I've ever heard."
"Oh my God..."
"Yeah... it's pretty damned funny."
"Oh my God... Oh my God..." She repeats as her tries to struggle out of his grasp.
"Now... as hot as this is..." He shows her the knight again. "I think I'd prefer showing you who is top dog."
He then lets go of her and cuts the rope, letting her be able to walk back despite the rope still around her wrists.
"Stay away from me!" She shouted!
He grabs the rope and pulls her in.
"Where are you going, sweetheart?! We've been delaying this for years, it's happening now!"
Once Nancy was withing his reach, he picks her up over his shoulder and walks to the railing at the stairway. From there, he puts the girl down as she tries to get away, only for him to punch her in the gut, causing her to reel in pain and be unable to get away. He takes the rope and wraps it on the railing, making a tight knot so she can't escape.
No! I can't let this happen.
She still tries her best to get up, but Roark grabs her by the ankle and pulls her, ensure she can't even use her tied arms to block him or anything.
Roark Junior looks down and smiles as he reaches for the hem of the one piece nightwear he had her put in.
"No!" She shouts as she tries to kick him.
He moves out of the way, grabbing the leg with one hand and pinning down the other with his knee. With that, he gets between both legs as he lifts her hem.
"I've been waiting years for this."
Nancy tries to get away, but he sits on one leg, preventing her escape. He then lowers his unattractive underwear.
Nancy looks away, not wanting to see this monster's member of what he's going to do.
Suddenly, her leg feels less pressure as a slap hits her face. The pain causes her eyes to open as Junior is on top, looking down with his eyes. His same eyes that haunted her childhood.
He smiled.
She sobbed.
He thrusted.
She sobbed again.
It was tight, but he pulled through, breaking the barrier between them. He grasps both her shoulders and began thrusting into her repeatedly.
Nancy did her best to try and ignore the pain she was feeling. She didn't want this at all. She wanted her first time to be earlier, and with Hartigan. If not then at least someone she trusted or at least could have loved. Not this, not this monster.
She should look away, in fact she tried to close her eyes and think of someone else, but the pain wouldn't let her. She looked into the eyes of this monster because of his hot breath, the panting of his physical actions, the thrill of what he's doing and how he won't let her find peace unless it's with this.
"I guess I'm not so pathetic after all, huh?" He said smugly. Nancy closed her eyes, but he responded by making his movement harder, causing her to grunt in pain. "Look at me! This is your first so at least bother to open your eyes! If not then I'll make it worse!" With that, Nancy does so. Her pain and hate directed into his eyes as tears fall from her own. "Good girl." He "rewarded" her with slowing down and trying to be more tender. This causes her to moan, one she clearly didn't want to do. He smiled. "I see you're enjoying this more than expected."
"Please..." She says weakly.
"Please?"
"Please stop..." She says again.
"Oh, I don't think you really want me to stop." He says cruelly.
"Please..." She sobs one more time.
"I think you're asking for more. Don't worry, we're almost done."
With that, he buries his face on her neck, covering it with hot kisses and licks as he feels her body give in.
"Please..." She cries.
"I know, sweetheart, it hurts the first time." He says in a false assuring tone. "But it'll be worth it. Right..." He thrusts into her. "About..." He thrusts once again. "Now." He does it one more time.
She inhales deeply.
She gave in.
Her first... to him.
After a grueling moment of her body convulsing, Roark thrusted into her one more time, now releasing his seed into her. He exhaled sharply as his essence leaves her and her body takes it. He presses his forehead on hers as this happens.
Their eyes never look away from each other this entire time.
Once he was done, he collapsed on top of her, barely able to get up.
They pant, they're both out of breath. Whatever pleasure she was forced to experience long gone as she breaks down in tears.
As he begins to slowly exit her, Roark moves in and kisses her again. No tongue, just a long lip lock, he had just given her a kiss as if he treated her rape as a romantic date. Once he finally pulled out, he ended the kiss and smiled at her before getting off.
He rolls on his back, laying next to her on her left, his right. He pants from the excitement and exhaustion.
Nancy slowly rolled over and got on her knees as she weakly pulled her arms free. Seeing this, Roark took the knife he placed out of his way and grabbed her by the arm.
Nancy flinced at this as she looked to the man who had finally raped her with the fear he'd do it again. Instead, he cuts her wrists free.
"There. Consider that a thanks for a great time..." He says, feeling satisfied with her.
"A great... time?" She asks between the heavy breaths she's doing.
"Yeah... I've done many girls, young and old, but you..." He chuckles as she looks away. "You were incredible." He grins. "The best damned sex I've ever had... well worth the wait."
Nancy can't respond. She just looks away, her arms barely having the strength to hold her up as she is on her knees, crying.
I'm sorry, John... I tried.