Title: Broken Melody.
Fandom: Final Fantasy Type-0.
Genre: Hurt/Comfort & Angst, maybe Tragedy as well.
Rating: Adult-rated for very graphical sexual scenes.
Character(s): Ace and Deuce as the main. The rest of Class Zero as well as mobs (Milites soldiers) as secondary characters.
Pairing(s): Mob2 (Milites soldiers x Deuce), A2 (Ace x Deuce).
Warning/Kinks and F-list: Forced Sex/ Non-con/ Rape, 3P/ Gangbang, Bondage, Breast Play, Oral Sex/ Fellatio/ Blowjob, Anal Sex, and many more…

Twoshots. I warn you, if the kinks up there do not fit your taste, kindly click the back button or even the X button on your browser. I am not even kidding. Really, I hate rape and I do not condone them, especially when it happen IRL.

Once again, if female raping (a VERY graphical one) is NOT a thing that your heart can take, get out of here. I warned you. If you're looking for a vanilla/romantic sex scene, wait for the next chapter that would come out later. This chapter is required as the subplot of the next chapter nonetheless.

Lastly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY FINAL FANTASY TYPE-0! It's been one year of epicness of knowing you as my main fandom!

"Hey, wake up!"

A splash of cold water straight into her face woke Deuce up, drenching her scarf while at it. A very unusual way to wake her up, but somehow made very much sense, because the one that just woke her up was not Cater, Cinque, or even Sice; it was a Milites soldier.

Deuce was captured by them.

She had been entrusted to a mission along with the whole Class Zero to obliterate a base of the Empire. The mission had been pretty much successful, for any member of the said elite class was more than capable to defeat Milites' soldiers per se.

That, however, counting out a total, unexpected trap. At one occasion, Deuce was put in a small group of three with Jack and Cater. Jack the lightning-fast swordsman, Cater the rapid magic shooter, and then Deuce herself as the absolute supportive line; their combination was near flawless.

Except for this one incident that had happened to her. The three of them were checking the outer barrack of the military headquarter of the Azuul town. Things weren't going bad until they had stumbled at the captain's room, when suddenly the room emitted a destructive explosion. An idea of what had caused it never flashed their minds even once, but what was obvious was that the three of them had been caught off guard and they were caught in the explosion.

The number two was the least fortunate, because she was blasted away into a separate direction from her partners. With a pained wail, Deuce crashed to the side wall before the room totally crumbled into pieces of waste due to the big explosion. She would felt more pain than she was experiencing at that moment, if not for her fading consciousness took her entire brain's command. And that was when they arrested her.

To say that Deuce was uncomfortable with this situation was a major understatement. Her body was still stinging with pain (maybe there was even a broken bone of two), yet it seemed that nobody had given her a quick treatment. The only 'treatment' that they gave her were tying her arms together over her head and derisive laughter. Furthermore, she couldn't tell exactly how many people were here due to how dark the room she was in. Though, with those laughs, she definitely knew that there were more than three persons beside her right here. That much was given.

Opening her eyes to scan the whole room was a very difficult task for her right now, but she needed to make sure of one thing: Did they got Jack and Cater as well? She certainly hoped they didn't. After an arduous attempt for that, turned out that there were neither of them here, only Deuce alone with her arresters.

Now then, what should she do to get out of this mess? Forcefully trying to remove the rope was not a possible option. She was stripped out of her communicator as well, so secretly trying to make a contact was not good as well. She could try summoning her flute, but with her wrists restrained above her head, blowing the flute was impossible.

That means the only possible one was trying to cast a magic. She never tried casting one with this position (logically, who would've?), but that might be worth trying. Deuce could only hope that her muscle was still strong enough to hold her body in this state while she casted—

"I told you to wake up!"

"Kyaa—!"

Of course, that was the biggest weakness in magic: Casting interruption. Hell, she wasn't even chanting the spell yet, but an interruption was already there in the form of another bucket of water. This time, the amount of water was heavy enough to wet her whole clothes, sending cold feelings to Deuce's already-in-bad-state form. The girl felt the urge to just hug her own arms together to warm herself even more.

When Deuce coughed up water, one of the soldiers' smirk got wider.

"She's coming to, Captain Douglas," he spoke menacingly while throwing the empty bucket aside. "All yours, captain."

As he said that, he took a step back and a man, in a bigger and different suit approached Deuce. She still couldn't really make anything of this Captain Douglas' face due to the darkness, but she was able to see the differences in the two's armor.

"An elite warrior of Peristylium Suzaku, Class Zero, eh?" Douglas' voice was much deeper compared to the previous one, he also had an intimidating tone to the jeering of the former. "Then you must know the Peristylium's next move, correct?"

He grabbed Deuce's chin slowly, shifting her gaze at him anonymously. Still, the only gaze that Deuce gave to him was an indignant one.

"Tell us," he commanded. "And you might come out of this place alive, little girl."

This Captain Douglas definitely didn't know her and her resolution. If she was given the choice to sell her friends for her safety or not to, her decision was already obvious.

"Then let me die in here."

Despite how hurt her physical form was right now, Deuce's response was nimble and unequivocal. She would be lying if she didn't tremble a little mentally at her obstinate exclamation, but she managed to cover it with a strong façade.

That exclamation entered his ears as nothing else but a challenge. The middle-aged captain seemed to twitch the corner of his lips angrily a bit at that, not that Deuce was able to see it clearly in this closed room.

"I see. That's your choice, then?"

He moved a bit, grabbing the steel rapier's hilt on his waist. Again, that didn't intimidate the smaller girl any bit.

"I won't change my mind," she challenged her captor sternly. "I won't tell you anything."

Quickly, she acquired a hard backhand on her cheek. The captain in front of her was pissed already at her attitude. Even if there was a trail of blood from her lips thanks to that slap, she kept her cold shoulder on. They wouldn't get an answer from her mouth.

Dissatisfied, the captain turned around to head back outside of the dark cell. He made a quick stop to look back at his captive when he reached the door, however.

"Get a sensible answer from her," he commanded angrily at his boys. "Do anything you want but don't kill her. I'll give you two hours."

"Where are you going, captain?" One of them, who were sitting on the corner, voiced his curiosity.

"I'm going to unleash more troops to find more of those filthy Suzakus. There must be more of them around."

With that, the big captain opened the door before slamming it close again. Inwardly, Deuce let out a sigh of relief. Thanks Etro, that just assured her that Jack and Cater were not caught along.

In her own, however, she immediately needed to get out of this place as soon as possible, even though she didn't exactly know how. The only thing she could do was hoping that Ace and the others would come to her aid soon. For now, she needed to keep her mouth shut from leaking any information to her captor.

"Now then, what do we do with her, guys?" one soldier approached her. "If nobody's going to suggest anything, I'll get a whip from the locker to torture her."

He casually followed his captain's action: grabbing her chin to make her stare at his masked face. She, of course, replied without words, only a glare and a frown.

What surprised Deuce was that he made a grin in response to that disapproval face of her.

"She's a cutie, guys."

"Yeah, we got quite a catch." Following that was a voice of his friend, approaching Deuce's distressed figure from her back. He stuck his face on her shoulder, grinning like a wolf. "Why don't we teach her a lesson or two of what's going to happen when she oppose us?"

The proximity of his face to hers disgusted Deuce. Not to mention she could smell the foul breath that went out of his mouth when he spoke. The girl wanted to shoo him away so much, but her power was not strong enough to do that. Granted, she was one of the best warrior of Rubrum Magic Academy, but she was not by any mean a frontline fighter, especially since she was rendered immobile like right now.

That very second was the start of her worst nightmare.

While she was occupying herself to drive away the man's disgusting face, she was too late to notice that the man was snaking his hand around her hip, which he journeyed around her breasts. The flutist unconsciously jerked her head back and let out a moan when he fondled her bosoms with his hand.

"Man, she's flat." He commented as he continued his lecherous game as Deuce desperately tried to clench her lips to hold the future moaning. While she found herself harder to do that as time passed since his tempo was getting faster and faster at any second, so far she managed to hold her inappropriate gasps inside by biting her lips.

Unfortunately, the soldier in front of her just had to add more miseries at her. Worse than the one behind her who groped her through her uniform, he crept his hand beneath her red skirt. No, he didn't stop at that, his hand passed through even her panties. The brunette's eyes turned very wide in shock.

N-No-!

When his hand's position was perfect, he immediately pinched Deuce's clitoris, emitting an undeniable wave of pleasure inside of the said girl. She would already jump in shock from her position if she wasn't trapped between two men.

Their little games of using her womanly organs as their plaything continued for a while. The hands on her breasts already slipped under her bra, groping through her skin directly. Surprisingly, Deuce's resistance was still clearly visible, for there was no further moan coming from her mouth, although she wasn't able to hold her tears down from all the painful touching.

"N-Nnggh—" she locked her eyes and mouth close tightly, refusing the unfitting pleasure took over her sane mind. "Nnnnghhh-!"

A series of lecherous laughs coming from her side made it clear enough for her that there were at least two other men beside the two that touched her in a sexual manner. She certainly needed to think of another plan of escaping now.

Unfavorably for her, Deuce was starting to lose her sane mind to think of anything plausible. Her whole body felt very hot from the damp atmosphere and situation. Their touches were reaching their maximum speeds, and so did Deuce's peak of pleasure.

"A, A-AAAH-!"

She lost it.

Deuce couldn't contain her scream. Her body jolted up as her juice dripped down from her entrance, painting her blue-stripped panties with different colors. Her energies left her body as she let out pants and sweats of exhaustion. The groups of soldier merely gave amused expression at her misfortune.

Humiliated and ashamed; those were two words that defined her current feeling.

When her body was finally left alone, Deuce was still gasping from the lingering pain, feeling as if her whole chest was on fire. Her nipples were already numb and she could barely feel them anymore, but her hell was only just beginning.

Lost in her exhaustion, Deuce barely noticed when her arms were released from the rope and she was pushed onto her knees instead, her petite hands pinned once again behind her back. It was only when a leaking dick slapped against her cheek vulgarly did she realized what was happening.

"Suck it."

The soldier in front of her was trying to get her to take his dick into her mouth, but Deuce had enough control of herself to refuse, clamping her lips closed tightly and turning her head to the side. He licked his lips as he saw her action, and he simply moved his penis following her face, grazing its tip against her mouth.

It wasn't entering her mouth yet, but she could tell already that she wouldn't like the taste of his member.

It was due time that her evasiveness ticked them. The soldier behind her harshly grabbed her chocolate hair and pushed her head forward, and a diamond hard cock was promptly inserted into her mouth.

"MMMPH-!"

Deuce had never had a dick in her mouth before, had never wanted one in it either, and she choked at the disgusting taste, a combination of sweat, piss and bitter pre-cum. She choked as the wide girth of the soldier's dick scraped against the back of her throat and nearly gagged. Another hand fisted itself in her silky hair and pushed her further onto the cock in her mouth, forcing her to take more in.

"That's right. Suck it like that, little girl."

She tried to revolt, shaking her head in denial, but any forms of fighting that she did only ended up as a muffled whimper, no thanks to the member that filled her mouth. It tasted very absurd, and it only felt more and more sickening at every second the thing occupied her mouth.

While her mouth was violated cruelly, the man behind her kneeled down so that he was around her level. Of course, he joined his friend's works by putting his hands around her, feeling up her sides, running his hands over the young girl's skin deceptively gently.

"If you're not going to tell us…" He threatened, although it sounded a bit purring as well. The man simply threw his helmet away to lean closer to her cheek and licked it lustily, adding more disgusts for the girl's part. "…We're going to start something worse."

The slimy surface of the man's tongue on her cheek cringed Deuce, yet there was no objection that she could muster due to the fact that her mouth was used a hole to sate the other man's desire. Instead, she decided not to answer the obvious: Her resolution wouldn't change, she wouldn't sell her friends. She once again clenched her eyes tightly, refusing to show them her already-weakened stare. Tears were starting to rain down from her eyes as well.

The man took that as a good sign personally, and his hand started to trail over her whole figure; down to her back, across her chests, and when his hand ghosted around to her skirt to undo it, Deuce gasped and moaned another muffled objection.

She was then forced to do a double job: Sucking a man's dick with all her worth while trying to resist the confusing emotions of submitting to the guilty pleasure that the other man showered her mercilessly.

After some thrusting in and out of Deuce's delicate mouth, the cock inside her mouth started to tremble and the owner of the said dick let out a howl of satisfaction. Just in time before he reached his ecstasy, he pulled his thing outside of her mouth and shot his seeds all over the brunette's face, eliciting a shocked gasp from the girl.

The moment those substance touched her, Deuce twitched. Those semens were hot and sticky on her face, not to mention icky.

Even though she had been showered with those creams, it did little to calm herself down. Her nipples were hardening more and more from the other man's touch. He had slid her skirt down, leaving her lower part exposed to a single layer of panties and he was now touching her more inappropriately around there.

"You're getting pretty hard, girl. Enjoying it so far?" he mocked Deuce as she breathed heavily. "No need to be so tense~ you'll experience something better soon~"

Deuce's eyes widened in fear. With that statement, the man's finger was entering her vagina fleetly and the flutist was erupting a shriek. The soldier did little attempt to hold himself down, his finger was pressed in and out in a commendable pace. Once again, Deuce was left to resist the arousal inside of her, only it was harder this time.

She was too busy concentrating herself to reject the sensation inside of her slit to notice that the man in front of him was unbuttoning her uniform, although when Deuce noticed it, another wave of shock was sent from her brain to her eyes.

"S-Stop it-! P-Please!" she pleaded to both men, in which the two men ignored. Her sobs were not going unheard. "Stop!"

The two men grinned as they heard her plea, yet they only continued their jobs in undressing her. Soon she was already left in nothing but her bra and panties, and socks and shoes if you counted them as well. The finger inside of her was pulled out for now and Deuce let out a notable gasp at the impact. He soon settled with touching her velvety legs hungrily, as well as the other man.

Before long, her body was lifted into her standing position. It was an easy task, considering there were two big men doing the job against a 158 centimeters teenager. She tried to push them away, but to no avail.

"This is what you get for not answering our question!"

They forcefully ripped the last remaining parts of her clothing and they were falling down like leaves unceremoniously. The small brunette immediately covered her face with her palms and cried like there was no tomorrow for her, which might happen to her factually.

Shame.

Deuce was ashamed so much.

Her whole skin was exposed to random strangers, her enemies.

S-somebody…

"E-everyone… "

She voiced her fragileness in a desperate whisper. She hated to reveal that part of her to her foes, but she was overwhelmed.

"…H-Help…"

Their grins got wider at her attitude. Her resolution to resist them was about to crumble down and after that, she would be soon reduced to nothing but an object to satisfy their sexual needs. Their captain could easily get what he wanted after that happened.

Just when Deuce thought her torture was over, she felt something brushed against her entrance and her anus both: Their penises.

N-No…!

"Dude, switch later. I wanna taste her ass as well." The one that rubbed his penis around her pussy called to his friend.

"Sure thing, sure thing." He immediately answered, before he indicated the other men who were only watching them and not doing the job. "Everyone gets their turn, okay?"

The crowds replied with delights, either by shouting 'Yeah' or just by giving a thumbs-up.

Deuce's face paled. Frantically, the female shook her head in refusal and she tried to push them from her away, crying in panic.

"A-Anything! Anything but that! I-I beg of you!"

On top of her lung, she screamed for one name that she always remembered protecting her, hoping that he would appear out of nowhere to rescue her.

"A-ACE! ACE!" she put all her strength in both screaming and pushing her captors away, while still bursting in tears. "ACE! HELP!"

Both of her efforts ended up fruitless. They didn't stop and Ace did not appear, much to her dismay. Still, the girl kept shouting for helps, for that was the only thing she could do to oppose this unfitting act that they did to her.

And then it happened.

Ignoring her cries, they savagely shoved the penises inside of her through her slit and anus at the same time. Deuce's cries turned into something very different; from Ace's name into a heartbreaking screech of pain.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

It hurts. It hurts so much.

It was also the most humiliating thing she had ever experienced.

Her virginity was taken against her will. Her purity, which she always saved for later on for someone she could trust and love the most. For him...

"A…" Deuce choked in pain and humiliation. "A-Ace…"

At that moment, Deuce had lost control of her body. Her mind and heart still opposed her violators, but her strength already lost its will to fight. Her arms simply dropped to her side powerlessly.

They started to move their hips in and out, and every time they did that, their victim could only let out moans and whimpers in remorse. Whenever they moved in unison, Deuce let out ear-splitting wails. She became deaf to her own cries and was caught between how arousing this felt and how wrong it was.

Without any more resistance, she was just a doll in their hands, sandwiched between two dirty soldiers of Milites.

"D-Damn, s-she's tight…"

"Y-Yeah, I-I think I am going t-to come soon…"

They reached their climaxes. Before long, her head bucked up and she clenched her eyes in pain when they released their loads inside of her. The young woman's shriek filled the air and echoed throughout the room.

They released their holds on her and Deuce slumped down helplessly to the floor like a ragdoll. From her love hole, those men's semens and her virgin's blood were mixed together in a puddle. Sprawling down in weariness, the girl let out an endless heavy panting in shame, covering her teary eyes with her right forearm.

Apparently, they didn't let her rest since she was pulled up vehemently to her legs again. This time it was by two different soldiers.

"You can't rest just yet, bitch," one of them growled, ruder than the previous one by addressing her as a 'bitch'. "You still need to amuse the rest of us."

They didn't seem to intend to take an answer out of her anymore. They… just wanted to rape her.

"I'll take her mouth."

Impolitely, she was pushed down again so that she was on all fours. Deuce weakly tried to fight back, but the result never changed. Without further ado as well, she felt two cocks inserted inside of her, this time via her mouth and her pussy.

As the molestation continued, Deuce closed her green eyes in shame, resigned. There was nothing else she could do to stop the assault. She could only express her disagreement through her silent tears.

"Here I come! Don't spill any!"

"Nngh-!"

The large manhood inside her mouth just released its jizz. Deuce didn't want to swallow the bitter liquid, but two hands seized the back of her head so that she couldn't pull her mouth back. She was forced to drink the whole thing, but the amount was too much for her to take that some of them spilled out of her lips.

He pulled out with a 'pop' and Deuce coughed the cum. Due to the excessive volume that she had to take with her mouth, it drooled down from her mouth, leaving a dirty trail on her once-pure face.

"Damn, I told you not to spill any-"

"Oh shut up, it's my turn now."

Another one switched his place. To be quite honest, Deuce couldn't tell how many times they had defiled her already. Was it already ten times? Or maybe even more? She had lost the count for a while, after the fourth person that released his semen inside of her sex.

As well as the time. Considering the track of time was pretty hard with all the assault, and the dark cell didn't help that any bit.

The man moved to tilt Deuce's head so that the remaining of the semens was swallowed by her weak throat. After he was sure that she already slurped the whole thing, he started to kiss and bite her neck lustily, now pinning her down with his weight.

"P-Please… No more…" the brunette shakily muttered between her moans, pinned. "J-just… kill me instead…"

She couldn't endure all of this anymore. Physical wound was one thing that she could live with, no matter how big of a wound that was, but this thing left her scarred forever. Maybe if they were to finish her once and for all… It was still better than this…

She wanted to believe that her friends were planning to come to her aid, but… Nobody came.

...No! She shouldn't think like that. She still believed that Ace and the others would come, they were probably on the move right now.

Right. They wouldn't betray her, just like how she didn't betray them. Even though those Milites broke her, she would not abandon that oath. That was one thing that always held her constitution straight.

With that, Deuce was trying to resolute herself once again. It almost succeeded if not for the man's phallus stood strong in front of her sex. Dear Etro, this one was…

"I-It's impossible… I can't take it…" she begged. "I-It's too big…"

He didn't follow her wish. It was harshly inserted into her, splitting her wider, fiercely moving in and out after.

"Kyaaah-! A-aaah-!"

With the remaining of her power, she wanted to clamp her mouth with her hand, even biting her own finger so that she wouldn't moan anymore. But unfortunately, the soldier crashed in first with his own lips, kissing her improperly before she could do that.

"M-Mmmph!"

His tongue soon overwhelmed her helpless one. The young girl's stifled screams increased in volume as her orgasm grew closer and closer until his ministrations broke her will. She arched her neck back, thankfully removing her lips from his.

"Uwaaaaaaah! A-Aaaaaahn!"

He slurped loudly as her sweet honey flowed around his hard cock and Deuce screamed before his lips dove once again into her, desperate for more.

She also had lost count on how many times she had reached her climax as well. The only thing that Deuce could process in her mind that her whole body felt limp, and she just wanted to faint right here. That way, she didn't need to experience the shame and pain from their maltreatments.

But they wouldn't let her. Whenever she was about to faint, they would do something to keep her from passing out. Even though she had resigned, they didn't pull any punches, they violated her mercilessly over and over.

Out of sudden, she saw lights. It was coming from the cell's door and it captivated everyone's attention, even the one that was raping her stopped his action for a bit to stare at the door.

On the door, Captain Douglas stood still.

"Oh, you're back, captain." A soldier spoke. "Don't worry, we already totally break her. She's going to answer soon."

Considering it was his captain, he once again stabbed her sex with his blindly, emitting the girl's weak yet loud moan. Every soldier there then proceeded to return to their original job, watching the warrior of Suzaku got sexed forcefully.

Nobody realized that Captain Douglas was falling forward like a log until he slammed the floor down with a loud thud. Every pair of eyes stared in surprise at the falling captain and the door, except for Deuce who could only keep her eyes partially open. Still, even with her blurry vision, she still could tell the three figures that were standing on the door.

Three men in black shirt and white pants: One of them with twin guns on his side, while the other two brought cards and two swords respectively. Of course, the gaudiest were their flaring red cape that they wore.

It was Ace, Machina, and King.

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For once, he did not bother using his cards. He walked up to him, grabbing and lifting his enemy's collar with one hand. It came out as a big surprise that Ace was able to do that, since the man's size was bigger than himself. The Byakko soldier could only gasp for thin air as Ace lividly glared at him with a killing intention that was deadlier than anything else in the chamber right now.

"What did she do…" he growled, his voice grew deeper than ever. It was Ace's obvious threat that would end in him hurting his enemy fatally, no matter what his answer would be. "WHAT DID SHE DO TO YOU TO RECEIVE SUCH TREATMENT!?"

Nonetheless, Ace didn't give him the chance to answer. A single punch, filled with all his rage landed on the man's face, sending him across the room.

I've been meaning to write an A2 lemon for a while. But you guys know me, I am trying to keep them as in-character as possible. Believe me, Deuce is the purest thing alive (Japanese fandom even dubbed her as "デュースちゃんマジ天使" or "Deuce the true angel") and Ace is not the type to go straight up and have sex with her just like that. They require some situation in which Deuce openly accepted to do so (which you can see in the next chapter, probably), and as much as I hate it, I need to pull a Break the Cutie at Deuce.

But damn, pulling a Break the Cutie at her is HARD. I needed to add many cruel things to break Deuce like gangbanging on her, because she's one hell of a Plucky Girl.

…Had I went overboard with the raping scene? I'VE NO REGRET. Come at me, flames. I'll ::popcorn:: you all day.

I know I had to update Phantasm of Oriense, but dem plotbunnies ;w; I can't fight the urge to just write them all. While updating my main (Phantasm of Oriense, that is), I'll release around two or three more of oneshots. Next chapter is hopefully the first A2 M-rated fics in this site.

Once again, I do not support the act of rape, and I will never support it.