There was a cold feeling, as if she was lying on a slab of ice. It soothed the growing headache but chilled her body to the bone. She tired to sit up so she could have a better understanding of what was happening to her but that thought was taken away by the restriction of her hands. They were tied at her sides tightly. It was the first real thing she'd been able to feel and the realness of it brought her senses back.

Now she could feel the ropes squeezing and pinching her wrist and ankles, stopping her from squirming too much. She could feel the pain in the back of her head from where she was hit early and the tears that swelled in her eyes. Of course she refused to let them fall, she was far to strong for that.

She turned her head, trying to locate a number of things; first the reason for her powers not working, second the person responsible for her current position and thirdly, any clue to where she was or how she was going to leave. Leaving should have been the first thing on her mind, but escapes had eluded her when rage seeped in.

Purple eyes meet her as her gaze landed on a mirror. She would never admit to how scared she looked right now. She could see her hands tied next to her waist and her legs at the end of the bed, tied down loosely. Glaring wouldn't fix this but no matter how juvenile it was she glared.

Moments later there was a creaking noise and she found her eyes looking furiously for the intruder. She heard the door slam close with a bang and when she looked up there was a boy leaning over her. She knew she recognised him but the situation had confused her a bit, she couldn't place his face... or costume.

Juvenile and pointless as it was she found herself glaring harder at the boy whom only chuckled silently at her.

'Comfortable?' the kid asked mentally as he stepped around her, taking her in like a fine piece of art. Raven found herself speechless at his nonchalance. He was indifferent, inattentive, unfeeling and scanning her with a desire that she wasn't much found of.

When she didn't answer him right away his gaze shifted from her shapely body to her purple eyes, staring intently at her. He might have seem alienated but his eyes held something, a deep, burning lust. He stepped a bit closer to her, placing a cold hand on her cheek before roughly grabbing her jaw.

'I asked a question little bird, you'll learn soon enough how bad it can be to leave them unanswered,' he let go and turned away from her as a smile smirk replaced his grimace.

"No, I'm not comfortable, but did you really expect me to be?" she said, lifting her neck so she could follow him as he walked around the bed she was on.

'I'm glad your back to your talking self, my game wouldn't be as much fun if you weren't able to talk,' he said. She dropped her head, not able to hold it up any longer.

There was a moment where nothing seemed to happen at all, a chance where she was able to think about what happened, and how she ended up here. The last thing she recalled was the fight against the Hive Five. They where trying to rob a museum, she had started fighting See-more when he blasted her back through a wall. Then everything went dark and the last thing she could recall was the pain in the back of her head.

Of course that moment had passed, and the boy that had circled her was now over the top of her. His crimson eyes staring profusely at her lips, his tongue flicking out to lick his own as he leaned down.

'Where going to play a little game,' he said, his lips next to hers even though his words echoed in her mind alone. She felt her body tense, stiffening at the closeness. She wanted to get out of here but the tightness of the ropes wouldn't allow it.

"And if I don't play?" she asked, doing her best to push him off with her body. He smirked and pulled back enough to stare into her eyes again.

'I'll kill you,' he said pointedly but the way his lip twitched told Raven he wasn't serious about that comment, he might harm her but there was no way he would actually kill her.

"What game?"

'It's one of my own design, you simple have to answer questions about villains, everyone you get right you'll get a reward, everyone you get wrong you'll get a different type of reward,' he sat up, grabbing a pair of scissors from the bedside table and resting them beside her head.

The words 'a different type of reward' played on a loop in her head, what could he have in mind. "All I have to do is answer questions?" Raven asked again, disbelieving the simplicity of his game, there had to be a bigger catch. She wasn't sure where his game was going, there where too many things he could do right now. She wanted nothing more than to return home and read, but it looked like that wasn't happening and refusing to play his game could cost her.

'Yep,' he smiled, that small half smile that looked almost sinister. 'Name someone with a Texan ascent,'

"Billy Numerous,"

'See, your good at this,' he mumbled, as he put a slight cut in the rope. She'd need at least ten of those cuts to be free of the damned things. 'Who has only one eye?' he asked.

"See-more," another small cut of the rope.

'What is Gizmo's real name,' His smile grow at the question. Raven tired to think, she'd never really known the names of any villains.

"It's not a fair question, it's be like me asking a villain what's Robins real name, it's unfair," she replied. The boy stopped for a moment, as if contemplating her words.

'Alright, if you can't answer the question then handing over the name or weakness of your friends will do,' Raven glared, she couldn't do that either.

"I don't have an answer," she mumbled, her eyes glaring daggers into his. She watched the smirk on him brighten as he lifted the scissors and brought it to her stomach. "What are you doing?" She asked as a tilde wave of panic hit her.

He held her down the best he could as the scissors cut a line across the middle of her uniform, exposing her belly. Her heart was pounding in her ears and blush covered her face from the humiliation.

'Ready for your next question,' he was smiling, his eyes now on the cut area as if glued.

"Your a jerk," she said.

'What villain likes in the observatory?'

"Chang,"

'Who has a daughter?'

"Killer Month,"

'Name eight people that went to Hive Academy?'

"Mammoth, Gizmo, See-more, Angel, Billy Numerous, Jinx... umm," Raven had tired her best to remember his name but still couldn't think of it, nor anyone else that attended. She felt the scissors again, starting to cut upward. "Privet Hive,"

'That's only seven,' he said, finishing the cut at her neck. She hadn't felt so humiliated in her life, or more exposed. He pushed her shirt open so he could stare lustfully at her, her chest, stomach and bra now completely exposed. 'Who left the Hive Five?' he asked.

Raven was about to say Jinx when she felt him move, his tongue dragging out along the exposed part of her stomach all the way to her bra. The heat in her face rose and she choked on her own words. She stuttered to answer him "ji... Jinx,"

'What item did Kid Flash give Jinx when they meet?' Raven didn't know the answer. They'd of course told everyone on the team the story but she usually blocked them out.

"I, I don't know," Snip, she felt the scissors at what remain of her leotard and before she knew it she was wearing basically the ripped top half and her underclothes.

'What colours are Atlas?'

"Gold and red, please stop this, I don't want to play," she felt his finger on her lips as he leaned over her.

'Shh, don't say that,' he murmured before pecking her lips lightly. 'What job did Mumbo original have?'

"You want me to fail,"

'No, I'm giving you easy questions as well as hard,'

"I don't know the answer and I'm not about to tell you anything about my friends," Raven said, bracing herself for what he choose to do next. She whimpered a bit when her bra fell from her, like the other clothes. She wasn't sure if she could hold back to tears, not if this kept up.

'Who is Red X,'

"Go burn in hell," Raven spat at him and squirmed again. She tensed as the cold scissors traced her curves down to her underwear, cutting the sides and removing the fabric altogether. Her breath increased as did the blush which covered her face. She jumped when his cold hands touched her hips, sensitive to it.

'You really should try harder if you want to remain unharmed. What's my name?' the one thing she'd been racking her brain about since this started, she hadn't found an answer yet though and she doubted she would.

"Go burn in hell, jerk," he smirked and kissed her lips lightly, like before.

'I was really hoping you'd be more fun, it seems you really want this to happen,' he taunted before shoving a finger inside her. Raven gritted her teeth, hissing at the intrusion.

"No," she gasped, feeling his finger move slowly. He kissed her neck, nipping and sucking at the skin. Raven wished, prayed that she was just having a nightmare, closing her eyes and re-opening them didn't change anything though. This was real, he was really doing this to her.

'Kyd Wykkyd Raven, I'd remember it if I were you, you'll be screaming it out soon enough,' he said, stealing away her lips again and forcing his tongue past her closed lips. She growled and tried to bite him but it did nothing. He was so arrogant and self-centred, he even believed that there was chance she liked what he was doing to her. She hated him and the only reason she'd remember his name would be so she could curse him later.

His lips moved back to her neck, kissing lightly 'Who uses a shield?' he asked.

Raven went to speak but cut herself off as his lips found her breast. "Privet Hive," she said. She felt hot and out of breath.

'How old is Gizmo?' Wykkyd asked as he moved his kisses down her body, dipping his tongue into her belly button.

"How the hell am I meant to answer that, he looks ten,"

'Close,' was all Wykkyd said before forcing another finger deep within her. She bit her lip and turned her head away, not wanting to be seen any more. 'I expected you to give in and tell me things about your friends by now, just to get out of this,'

"I wont betray them," Raven said.

'What is the name of the spider-human half breed?'

"Fang,"

'Who wears a red jewelled necklace?'

"The Game Master," she barely muffled her scream when he shoved another finger into her. "What the hell, I answered the question,"

'It's The Master of Games, sorry, you were wrong,'

"Screw you,"

'You kind of are, I can feel you pushing your hips towards me, you like this... Maybe that's why you keep answering the questions wrong,'

"I hate you and I certainly don't like what you're doing," her voice broke for just a second before she managed to get her sense back.

'Who is Slade?"

"See, you're making these impossible to answer," he shoved another finger inside her, moving them fast. Raven could feel herself on edge, she could feel her body reacting of it's own accord and could no longer hold back the noises, the groans and moans that he pulled from her only made her hate him more. This shouldn't feel good, she shouldn't be reacting but no matter how much she tired she couldn't keep herself unresponsive.

She felt herself at the end of that tether. In a way he'd won, she'd responded to his abusive and controlling nature and let herself go no matter how unwilling she was.

'Don't think my games over yet,' he whispered as he bite the lobe to her ear, chewing it lightly.

"No, I'm not playing any more, I refuse," she ripped her head away, and hissed from the pain of his teeth clenched on her. Wykkyd got off of her making her wonder if he was actually going to let her go but when he reappeared he was clothes-less.

'Fine, don't play,' he growled while grinding his hips against her. He didn't enter her, just made mocking thrust against her while sealing her lips with his own.

She wasn't sure what was worse, the stupid game which was rigged from the very start, the pleasure he'd managed to bring her moments ago or the fact that he was now going to full rape her. She felt scared, knowing she'd never done this before made her worry for the pain she was going to experience.

He pulled away from her lips and bit hard into her neck, marking her as his. He pushed himself completely inside of her as his lips returned to her own, swallowing the scream she released. He keep moving, rocking himself back and charging forward all the while absorbing her gasps and screams with his deepening kiss. She had changed her mind, she wish she could play the game again, even if to draw out the pain that bit longer.

Wykkyd went fast, building up friction within her, his lips pulling away from hers with a gasp. His hands gripped onto her wrist, hurting her. "Stop," she growled.

'You could have played the game, we wouldn't be this far along then... maybe,'

"Wykkyd stop," Raven screamed.

'Told you, you'd be screaming my name,' he smirked.

They were covered in a thin layer of sweat and besides the ragging breathing and moans there was only the sound of skin hitting skin. Raven felt herself break, her body becoming limp and sore under him and tingling from the orgasm she would deny ever having. She chewed on her lip to stop anyone noises from exiting her and turned her head away in shame.

Wykkyd's hands landed at the sides of her head and she could see them shaking from the corner of her eye. She felt him relieve himself and practically fall on top of her. His hot breath against her neck, creating goose bumps on her skin.

"I hate you," Raven whispered. She felt a tear fall from her eye but managed to stop the others.

She had some many different feelings right now but the strongest one was humiliation and shame. She hated how he had managed to make her feel, how he managed to pull those moans, the things he made her body feel and the burning desire he made her feel. She'd never let this go.