(A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm supposed to be working on TLID, which is already massively behind schedule. I did sit down to write it, and...this is the story that came out instead. I guess I was in a darker mood than it merited. I dunno. This is what I wanted to write. Anyway, this idea was actually Makokam's, but I really liked the concept and he was focusing on other stories so I offered to take it and he let me so here we go. As I said in the description, dark themes here and it's emotionally all over the place which is probably what drew me to it. So, enjoy. As you can tell from the ending, I am most likely going to do one more chapter but this won't be an ongoing story or anything. It's under completed because it works as a one shot, I think. And who knows how long it'll take me to get it done. Next thing I work on will hopefully be TLID.)

"Ugh!" Dave grunted as he burst into the safehouse. "It's hot as balls out there!"

"There's soda in the fridge." Mindy muttered from the other room.

"Oooo, soda!" Dave bee lined for it, a small moan escaping his lips as he guzzled it down right out of the bottle. Mindy didn't usually mind when he did that and it was fucking hot outside, time was of the essence. "Please tell me we aren't training outside today. I'll love you forever." There wasn't a reply, which caused Dave to search Mindy out, only to find her looking at him almost expectantly, in full costume except for her mask and wig, as he finally stopped drinking. "What?"

Mindy smirked slightly before replying. "Nothing…"

There was another awkward pause as Dave took another long swig of his fruity carbonated delight. "…well…?"

"What?..." Mindy muttered, almost as if she were snapping out of it.

"Our training today…" Dave immediately went into best friend mode, forgetting momentarily about dehydration issues. "Seriously, Mindy what's wrong?"

Another pause. This time Mindy let out a sigh. "I was able to get into one of the Cunts' forums. Just to see if they were going to talk about any future attacks or something. They're fucking idiots. You never know, right?"

This got Dave's attention. "They're doing something big?" Mindy looked almost rattled, and there wasn't much that could have that effect on her.

"Their longest thread is about…me…" Mindy's eyes fell to the floor. "Like…what they'd do to me if they caught me…"

"Oh…" Dave gave an understanding nod.

"Did you just shrug?" Mindy growled.

"Uh…no?"

"Yeah…yeah you did. What the fuck, Dave?! You don't care?!"

"No no no!" Dave frantically waved his hands. "I mean…yes….I mean…I don't know what the fuck I mean…I'm just saying it's not a surprise. You're a scary ass girl, and it's not like any of them know how old you are or anything. They're the bad guys. Of course they'd want to do bad things to you…ya know…?"

Mindy looked at Dave like he'd suddenly started talking Chinese. "…But I'm scary…!" This was apparently the wrong thing to say because Dave had no clue how to respond to it. Well, if Dave wasn't going to explain, she'd just keep going. "It wasn't just them talking about how they'd rape me either. Though they did that in detail…a lot of fucking detail…they were also fucking…posting drawings and shit. So I Rule 34'd myself…"

"Oh tell me you didn't…" Dave grumbled. "I'm sure I'm getting raped to Hell in Rule 34 as well."

"Not nearly as much as me! It's not even close! I mean…if they're all thinking about it…eventually they're going to try…"

Dave suddenly looked as if he'd reached an epiphany and blinked. "…ah…"

Mindy gave Dave a sharp look as she got what it meant. "You thought I'd already been raped?"

"No!" Dave defended. "I just-…"

"You thought someone had tried…" Mindy finished his thought. Dave's silence spoke volumes. "No one's ever tried to fucking rape me! And knowing that so many people want to is freaking me the fuck out!"

Dave could see the panic in Mindy's face, something he really wasn't accustomed to, and he wasn't quite sure how to react. His first instinct was to hug her but that didn't seem like something he should do right now either. It's not often that Hit Girl of all people seems so helpless. "I get it…is there…anything I can do to help?"

Mindy took a few deep breaths before she tried to compose herself. "Yes, actually… I need you to help train me."

Dave's head jerked back suddenly in confusion. "Uh…aren't you the one training me?"

"Not to fight, dumbass!" Mindy growled again. "To fight off someone trying to rape me. It's…it's different, okay? I mean, I'm only so strong. If I'm pinned down, there isn't much I can do."

Now Dave was the one looking at her like she was speaking another language. "You want me to try to rape you?"

Mindy sharply nodded. "Full on."

"I'm…not following…"

"What's not to follow? Try to stick your dick in me. It's pretty fucking simple."

Dave's eyes bulged. "You want to me actually rape you?!" It was clear that the tiny thread of acceptance he had to this idea immediately snapped.

Mindy exhaled a puff of air. "Well I think we're both hoping it doesn't come down to that, but yeah. When someone tries, they won't be play fighting. I need to have the real experience to know if I can fight it off or not."

"Mindy…there has to be-"

"WHO THE FUCK ELSE AM I GOING TO ASK FOR THIS, DAVE?! WHO?! I do not…want my first time to be like that…I just…I just can't, okay? I fucking can't. Even if I somehow kill them after they're done, it won't matter! It just-… If it's you, that's okay but if I can't fight you off, I-" Mindy looked down, somewhat deflated. "…Dave please…I don't ask for much…I need you to do this for me."

"Okay…"

Mindy blinked, looking up skeptically. "…that was too easy.."

Dave shrugged. "Of course it was…you're forgetting one major part of your plan. There's no way I'd be able to physically stay…rape ready…with you fighting me like that. So yeah, I can go through the motions if that's what you want."

"Funny…You don't seem to be having a problem with that now…."

Dave followed Mindy's gaze and surely enough, despite the awkwardness of the conversation, his little buddy seemed to be raring to go. Really, really raring to go in fact. He looked back at Mindy's knowing expression, and then over to the bottle in his hand.

"I know it's really hot outside. And I don't drink soda for workouts. You know that. It's too sweet and water's better for you."

"Mindy, what the FUCK?!"

"Don't worry, I would have stopped you if I thought you were drinking too much of it. There's still half a bottle left. You're fine. I needed you, so I knew you were going to help me no matter how much you argued with me about it. You're pissed at me for drugging you, I get that. Good. Use it."

"Mindy, I'm not going to rape you. Forgetting the fact that I have a girlfriend, it-"

"Girlfriend?" Mindy interrupted, getting out of her seat and pushing Dave hard in the chest. "THIS ISN'T BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME, DAVE! THIS IS BECAUSE I REALLY, REALLY HOPE YOU CAN'T! I've barely been able to sleep the past three days because of this shit! You said you wanted to help so FUCKING HELP ME!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, alright? I get it." He could once again see the pure panic in Mindy's eyes behind her mask and she was right, he couldn't say no to her if it was bothering her that much. Not only because she was his friend but because if she really was that scared about it, she might freeze up. Getting some practice in might be a good idea. He then let out a deep breath. He almost never beat Mindy in a fight under any circumstances, why was he worried about it now?

Mindy put on her fight face and stormed off to the sparring mat.

"Mindy…I really don't want to do this…"

"I know." Mindy scowled. "I don't want to do this either, now shut the fuck up and rape me or I'll kick your ass."

"Shut the fuck up and rape me or I'll kick your ass." Dave repeated, standing opposite of her on the mat. "Very quotable. I can see the t-shirts being printed."

"Dave, I swear if I even think you're holding back-…"

"Yeah, yeah." Dave mumbled. "Pow, zoom, to the moon."

"You wish." Mindy threatened. "I'm taking this very seriously."

"I know, Mindy…I know."

There was an awkward pause between the two heroes, which seemed to be par for the course from the moment Dave drank that drugged soda. You could almost imagine Wild West standoff music playing in the background before Mindy finally launched her attack. As per usual, the blows went back and forth, Mindy tagging Dave much more often, but Dave being able to take the punishment.

"Dave! Fucking focus! This isn't a spar!" Mindy barked, using her knee to drive the air out of him. "Again!"

Dave grumbled on the one knee that Mindy's blow had driven him to. True, he had fallen into sparring protocols. He wasn't actually trying to pin her down. He wasn't going to let that happen again. Mindy should be a motivational speaker. Kick your ass until you're motivated. With a growl, Dave took his place again and this time went on the offensive. She'd said to use his anger and frustration and he did, for all the good it did him. He did change his focus however. It wasn't just to take her down, it was to take her down in a very singular way. And then it happened. It was a rarity but it did happen sometimes. Mindy slipped up. One of the things with training with her so often is he was fairly aware of how she moved. She'd slipped up and they both knew it, and he immediately pressed the attack with a hard elbow to her temple. It connected, and it connected hard. So hard, in fact, that he completely threw off Mindy's equilibrium. He could tell almost instantly. And instinctively, he stopped.

Mindy's eyes bulged as she saw Dave taking a step back. She hated it when he held back with her, and she hated it even more in this circumstance because she specifically told him not to. "Fine! We'll start all over again! We're going to do this, Dave! And we're going to do it fucking right!"

Dave growled again as the spar was momentarily halted and started back up again much more quickly. Her movements were still a bit off. His hit had obviously jostled something, but he found himself just wanting this to be over, so he took advantage and went for the head shot again. She blocked it and attacked him again. This worked for the first two times, but third was apparently the charm as Dave's elbow collided with the sensitive area around her temple, once more driving her back. And a certain level of horror suddenly hit Dave as he realized…he could do this…he could actually win this fight. Mindy wasn't in any position to completely fight him off. Her speed was one of her greatest strengths and her mind was just working too slow. He wanted to stop at that moment, but he couldn't. He knew she would just make him start over again and he really didn't want to have to deal with that and do this all over. He wanted it to be done. He targeted her head again. He caught her one more time and then lunged, taking the pint sized, homicidal hero off her feet.

Mindy was not easy to hold down, especially with one hand, but as Mindy had told him before when they'd spar, physically he was stronger than her. He just had to learn how to use that to his advantage. She'd taught him well…a little too well, in fact. As he flipped her over and held her down again, his free hand reached under her skirt and began roughly pulling down her pants. She was freaking out now. It made her thrashing less predictable, but he didn't need it to be predictable when she was pinned so solidly. She could fight him better than this and he knew it. She'd gotten out of this hold before when he was using both hands. Unfortunately, she was completely panicked…which meant she wasn't thinking clearly. He absolutely had the upper hand. Dave's heart was pounding in his chest. This was going to happen. This was actually going to happen. And if it didn't, as soon as she was in her right mind, she'd make him start this all over again. He didn't like this. There weren't words for how much he hated doing this. But his options were limited, and he didn't want to start this all over again from the beginning.

Mindy's pants were down to her knees. He'd had to pull so tightly to get them off that her panties came right along with them. Mindy flipped out even more. Unfortunately it still wasn't controlled enough to break his hold. Dave reached down, unzipping his own pants, his disgust at the situation having absolutely no effect on his chemically induced erection. He was pretty sure Mindy had officially ruined soda for him for at least the foreseeable future. His breathing quickened as he held his cock and looked down at Mindy's petite, bare ass thrashing wildly under him as she screamed and bucked against him. He didn't want to have to do this again. Every step further was worse than the last. So he just did it. He shoved his dick inside of her pussy. She'd been screaming and growling at him already but the shriek that escaped her lips at that moment…there are certain things that you know are going to haunt you. They were both panting now as Mindy squeezed him even tighter. He didn't look down. He didn't want to look down. He didn't want to be any part of this situation.

"Keep…going…" Mindy grunted.

"What's the fucking point, Mi-?" Dave's question was stopped as Mindy threw her head back and effectively head butt him in the nose. Not enough to break it, thankfully, but enough to loosen his grip, as she immediately took advantage, trying to crawl away. She still had some fight in her. Her elbows were hitting him hard in the ribs to give her some space to work with. That at least gave Dave some hope, as he repositioned himself, getting a tighter grip on her. And that's when he actually started thrusting. It was odd to be having sex and not to completely enjoy it, but that was the situation. It did feel good, of course. It was a penis thrusting in a pussy. It was supposed to feel good. But he was hurting Mindy and he knew it. Any pleasure he felt was immediately laced with guilt, not to mention the pain of the occasional elbow of kick that got through.

The more Mindy thrashed, the harder Dave held on and slammed his hips into her ass. At first he was trying not to fully penetrate her but he just couldn't keep her down and have that level of control. He was balls deep before he knew it. Mindy's defiant screams were broken up by Dave's thrusts. He wasn't sure how long it took, but he could tell the moment that she finally broke. She went limp, and the only movements at all from her were her involuntary sobs, along with the noises that Dave's thrusts were forcing out of her.

The horror hit Dave that she wasn't seeing him as her friend, she was seeing him as an opponent. An opponent who completely and utterly dominated her. She'd given up. Her body was officially his to do with as he pleased. It was like an out of body experience. She needed to fight back. If she didn't fight back, she was dead. But there was no way to get her to do that without breaking 'character'….or was there?

Dave leaned forward, his hands pressing hard into Mindy's wrists as he growled in her ears. "That's a good little slut. You love that dick, don't you?"

"Fuck you!" Mindy shouted, struggling a little bit.

"Oh I am, you fucking whore! And it feels soooooooo fucking good! Can't wait to let my buddies have a try… Who knew Hit Girl was such a little cum slut? Why don't you just tell me how much you love it, you little bitch!"

"I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD!" Mindy roared, bucking and thrashing once more with a renewed vigor.

Dave found himself holding onto her to keep in character as much as being genuinely worried that if he let Mindy go, she might actually kill him. She didn't let up this time. No matter how deep he drove his cock into her, no matter how hard he fucked her, she kept fighting him. He didn't let up on the taunts either. He called her every dirty thing he could think of. Anything he could do to motivate her out of the hold. He wasn't sure if she could get out of it, but he was glad she was at least trying. That was, until Mindy's body betrayed her. He knew what was happening before she did. Her body was practically convulsing in the forced pleasure the orgasm pressed upon her, causing her to go limp once more as she tried in vain to catch her breath. Dave wasn't able to hold it in any longer. He joined her shortly after, his body giving in to all the buildup he'd been putting it through, shooting rope after rope of cum into Mindy's cunt.

Mindy froze, seeming to be suddenly thrown in to what happened. It was like she'd been splashed with cold water. "D-Dave…did…did…did you just cum inside me?!"

Dave froze this time as well. "Um…was I not supposed to?"

"No! Yes! I…I don't know! Fuck! Just…get the fuck off me!" Mindy pounded the ground with her fists with a frustrated yell.

Dave's self-preservation took over. "You're…not gonna kill me if I do, right?"

"No, Dave." Mindy grumbled. "That is unless you don't get your dick out of me and then yes, I will absolutely fucking kill you."

Dave groaned as he finally pulled his cock out of her, and leaned back, letting Mindy pull herself up. He made a point of not looking at her. This was by far, the weirdest thing he'd ever had to do, and that was from someone who killed people with a gattling gun strapped to a jetpack while dressed as a superhero in a wetsuit he got off of eBay. "…sorry…"

"You only did what I told you to do. You were great."

"Wait, what?" Dave blanked, almost turning to face her.

"You know what I fucking mean, Dave! You really got into character with all the name calling and shit. I forgot it was you. That was good. I just wish I hadn't froze up the whole time like th- HOLY SHIT! THAT WAS INSIDE ME?!"

Dave's eyes bulged at the sudden exclamation as he looked over and realized Mindy was looking right at his dick, apparently not giving him the same curtesy he gave her. "It's…not that big…"

Mindy obviously wasn't feeling very shy at the moment because she continued to undress before looking for a towel. She figured what was the point in hiding anything now? "Dave, it felt like I was being fucked by an elephant! If you lose your batons in a fight, I'm sure you can knock somebody out with that thing."

"…um…" Despite the fact that he'd spent at the very least a good half hour raping his best friend, he found himself very self-conscious with her staring at his crotch like that. "…I'm not sure how to take that…"

"How the fuck am I supposed to know?" Mindy grumbled, tearing her eyes away as she wrapped herself in the towel. "Take it as a compliment I guess."

"Um…thanks…then…" Dave grumbled, putting his apparent third weapon away. This was awkward. This was really awkward. As awkward as you could probably imagine it being, double that. It's still not remotely as awkward as it actually was.

"Why didn't I think to go on birth control first?" Mindy muttered to herself. "That was just dumb…I'm pretty sure there's a pill for one night stands and shit, but still…"

Dave's eyes narrowed. "Mindy…are you okay?"

"Of course I'm not okay, Dave. You were able to rape me. I really didn't think you'd be able to…not really…I'm trying to distract myself…and take a shower."

"I was only able to do it because-"

"Oh God! Your cum's dripping all out of me! What the Hell, man?! How much was in me?!"

Dave refused to look and finished his thought. "I was only able to do it because I got the drop on you and you were all dizzy." Dave encouraged.

"Yeah, that makes me feel loads better." Mindy rolled her eyes, while vigorously trying to stop her dripping issue. "I froze. That's that. If it hadn't been you-…"

"But it was me. And hopefully I'll never have to do that again." Dave found himself immediately grabbed and pulled down.

"You are doing that again, Dave." Mindy ordered, her expression suddenly threatening. "And you're going to rape me again and again until you can't do it anymore."

Dave groaned, trying to pull out of Mindy's grip. "Mindy…please don't make me do this again. We know what you need to work on. I don't have to-"

"Yeah…yeah you do, Dave!" Mindy interrupted. "You do until I can stop you. You train with me. You're as close to the worst case scenario that I can safely do."

"Safely…" Dave exhaled a sigh, solidifying his defeat. "Mindy, I don't like this…."

"I know." Mindy nodded, letting go of his collar and embracing him. "That's why I appreciated it so much. This means a lot to me."

Dave sighed again. "Yeah, yeah, no need to get all mushy."

"Um…okay, one more thing…"

Dave winced. "I'm…really not going to like this am I?"

Mindy made an odd face in response to Dave's. "Um…okay, I'm just going to say it. There were…points during that whole…thing…where I thought…ya know…I might have enjoyed it under different circumstances…"

"Well yeah…" Dave returned the odd expression. "It's kinda supposed to be enjoyable."

"Right…" Mindy nodded. "…and I think…I'd like that…after…I'm able to hold you off and all. Like a reward."

Dave's eyes bulged. "Wait…you want to have sex… as a reward…for not being raped?"

And the awkward pause returned. "Well…" Mindy started, "It just sounds weird when you put it like that."

"That's because it's weird, Mindy!" Dave yelled, incredulously, "It's really, really weird!"

"So?" Mindy shrugged.

"So…you do remember I have a girlfriend right?"

Unable to hold back her snicker, Mindy covered her mouth a little too late. "Yeah…because if she finds about the one consensual time among the training rapes, that's what's going to be the problem. Uh huh. Sure."

Dave opened and closed his mouth multiple times trying to find a retort before settling, "…God, you're a bitch."

"Look, if you don't want to, then whatever. I just thought it would be nice without the drugs or the hitting. And it's not like I'm planning on fucking anyone else anytime soon or anything." The hero let out a small sigh, crossing her arms. "Ya know what? Nevermind. You still have to train me but-"

"…fine." Dave responded with a groan.

Mindy's eyes bulged before lowering into a scowl. "Wow…you sure know how make a girl feel all desirable and shit."

"It would be our last time, right?" Dave rolled his eyes. "So our last time wouldn't be me raping you?"

"…right…"

Dave sighed again. "Okay then, I'm down for it."

"…really?"

"Yeah, really. Now I'm going to go because this is fucking awkward." Dave muttered, going to gather his things.

"You're going to fuck your girlfriend aren't you?" Mindy flashed Dave a smirk.

"Well what the fuck else am I going to do with this thing?" He motioned to his still bulging crotch. "You're sure I didn't take too much of whatever the fuck it was that you slipped me?"

"You're good." Mindy replied, chuckling again with a shrug as she watched Dave leave. "Have fun, I guess."