Ummm…………right. Hi my name's WolfKeeper989! I'm new to this part of the site and a huge fan of Law and Order SVU! I was watching the show one day when part of this fic idea popped into my head and the rest is history. This fic will be written in three separate parts. I haven't decided whether to write each part as a separate story or to keep it as one story and just three sets of chapters. Most likely it will be three separate stories. There will be original characters in here but they aren't all in this disclaimer but they will be added as they appear. Most of them originated from a separate original fic I'm writing. If you want info on any those characters and/or that fic, just let me know in your review. This isn't my first fanfic just my first SVU fic. This an AU so don't complain if something doesn't add up with the show.

Disclaimer: WolfKeeper989 does not own Law and Order: SVU it and the characters are property of Dick Wolf and NBC, so don't sue me! But I do own the original victims.

Dreams

"talking"

'thoughts'

Rape of the Mind

Chapter 1

Olivia Benson had seen the worst of sex and brutality crimes or so she thought. She worked for the Special Victims Unit of New York City. That should've said a lot. But the recent case had her baffled. It started out as any "typical" rape homicide would with a victim….

Tenesha Martin was a fifteen-year-old girl. She was a white female, average in height and fair in weight with brown hair and gray eyes. The silver chain with a pentagram she had been wearing had been torn from her neck and tossed aside. Someone was picking it up and bagging it for evidence. The M.E. had said that the rape had taken place during or after the death. When Olivia asked about the cause of death, things got interesting. The M.E. wasn't sure yet. She went through the usual run down of the injuries. There was a small cut on the side of her neck where the necklace must have broke. There were bruises on the insides of her thighs. This puzzled Olivia even more. 'This guy must be a strong man if he left bruises on a victim that might have not fought back or had the strength to fight back.' She thought. Olivia went and stood next to her partner Elliot Stabler. She surveyed the scene in front of her. It was a dimly lit alley even in broad daylight. The body wasn't hidden and the area around the body was clean, the cleanness of the scene unnerved her. She didn't know why.

"Let's go." Elliot said ushering her out of the crime scene. As they turned to leave the M.E. called them back. She had found more injuries on the victim's body. The victim's right hand was turned palm up now. Olivia gasped. Someone had carved a really weird symbol on the palm. It was a circle with a pentagram inside it and inside the pentagram was another smaller triangle.

"What does it mean?" Olivia asked.

"I'm not sure, maybe Fin knows," said Elliot.

"Wait that's not all." Said the M.E., turning the body over after pictures of the victim's hand were taken. The victim's shirt had been ripped open and across the victim's back someone had carved the letters DCLXVI. The letters puzzled Olivia even more.

Elliot and Olivia returned to the station mentally drained. Elliot had been trying to decipher what those markings meant with no luck. Olivia, on the other hand, was trying to figure out what unnerved her about such a typical crime scene. Except for the unusual brandings on the body, the case looked routine. There was a dead victim and a post death rape nothing new about that. The scene was clean which really bothered her. There wasn't any blood, not even on the cut on the victim's neck.

"No blood. There was no blood…" Olivia whispered out loud. It was loud enough for Elliot to hear.

"What did you say, Liv?" He asked.

"There was no blood at the crime scene. There was none on the pavement nor the victim," said Olivia facing her partner for the first time since they got back. "This bothers me Elliot."

"Why?" he asked noticing the concern in his partner's eyes.

"There was no sign of a struggle or strangulation and no blood." she stated.

"So maybe the perp tried to cover his tracks." said Fin, who had been listening.

"The victim died sometime late last night and you're saying that a killer took the time to clean up the crime scene and the victim's body to cover his tracks? Then why would he leave the body behind?" asked Olivia.

"She's gotta point, Fin." Munch said joining the conversation.

"Maybe she could have ODed." said Elliot trying to help.

"Maybe but we have to wait for the autopsy report, first." said Olivia. "Any luck deciphering those markings?"

"No, I haven't seen a marking like that before. I ran it next to some older gang marks but none of 'em matched.' answered Fin.

"I found out that the markings on Tenesha Martin's back were the Roman numerals for 666." said Munch.

"What does it mean?" asked Olivia.

"Maybe it's a religious symbol of some kind." said Elliot.

"Could be, I'll check." said Olivia.

"Ok, see you, Liv." Elliot said as he watched her gather her things before she left…

Olivia walked into her apartment and threw her stuff on the table. She showered and got out and dried her hair before dressing. She then did some paperwork before going to bed.

"Olivia…Olivia…Olivia…" a voice cooed. Olivia was walking in a meadow. The sky was a bright blue and clear. There was a light breeze and the grass was a brilliant green. Olivia was wearing a pure white robe. She was carrying an orb of white light. She was just walking while carrying that ball of white light with no particular destination in mind. She came to the edge of a cliff. There was a vast sea stretching for miles at the bottom. There was a beach, too. Olivia wasn't alone She saw Cragen, Elliot, Fin, Casey, and Munch as well as people she didn't know. They were dressed just like her and carrying an orb of white light just like her.

"Olivia…Olivia…Olivia.." the voice called. She swore she heard it coming from the ocean. She leaned over the edge trying to see if someone was on the beach. She leaned a little too far over the edge and fell off.

"Olivia!" Elliot shouted as he dove for her. She dropped the orb as she grabbed his hand. He pulled her back up. She turned and watched her orb fall into the sea. For some reason this really bothered her. The voice was in her head now, saying,

"Olivia I have something that be longs to you. I will get you Olivia Benson and he won't stand in the way next time…

Olivia sat up in her bed at the sound of her alarm clock. She was flustered. 'Get yourself together Olivia!' She got up and showered again before gathering her things to leave for the station. As she was coming out of a coffee shop on the way to work, a tabloid cover caught her eye. It had a picture of a palm with the same mark on it as Tenesha's and another picture showed someone else's back with the letters DCLXVI craved on it. The title read: APOCALYPSE KILLINGS BEGIN AGAIN!

"Hhhmmm…..this is definitely interesting." She said. Olivia paid for it, finished her coffee, and ran the rest of the way to work. Olivia ran into the station out of breath. Elliot looked up from the paperwork he had been doing and smiled at her before saying,

"Where's the fire?"

"Right here." She said without missing a beat and showing the paper to him. She almost laughed at his expression.

"There were more?" he asked.

"From what I can tell." She answered. Just then someone walked in. He walked up to Olivia and asked,

"Ms. Benson?"

"Yeah." She said.

"This package was sent to you from a private address." He said.

"Oh," she said taking the package. It was a small box. Inside was a silver chain with a pentagram on it. "How pretty." She didn't want the necklace though.

"My wife would love it." Elliot said.

"Give it to her, then." Said Olivia holding the box out to him.

"No, I couldn't! It's yours and plus it would look good on you." Said Elliot before he could catch himself. Olivia gave him a look and then put the box in his hands. She then went to answer the phone when it began to ring.

"I heard that." Fin whispered in Elliot's ear.

"What? It was a compliment." said Elliot.

"An implied compliment." Added Munch, "Don't worry your secret's safe with me."

"That was an anonymous caller, there is going to be a second victim." Said Olivia coming back.

"Let's roll." Elliot said.

"There's no victim." Said Elliot frustrated.

"Relax. Maybe she'll show up." Olivia said, placing her hand on Elliot's shoulder.

"The only person that looks like the victim described is you." snapped Elliot. Then something happened. A man came jogging around the corner. Out breath when he reached the detectives he said,

"My brother was wrong. She's over here." said the man pointing around the corner. Olivia proceeded to follow him. Elliot proceeded to follow Olivia but when he got around the corner they were gone. Olivia's feet were barely leaving the ground she was moving so fast. The man entered the alley before she did and then she heard a scream. She rounded the corner but she was too late. The man that led her there had a knife in his back as he lay face down. There was someone else there. She couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Hello? I'm looking for another victim, who might have been raped. Can you help me?" she asked.

"But the victim's right here." Said a malicious voice that sounded sort of familiar. Olivia strained to see. Then he had her by the neck before she could blink.

"Elliot!" she screamed. He jerked her head around to look in his eyes. They were black. Olivia was starting to feel drowsy and weak. She fainted into his arms. He tilted her head back and bit her neck. He began to suck hard. 'Finally, I have you Ms. Benson.' He thought as he started to suck harder…

Elliot was running as if his life depended on it. To him, it did. When he heard Olivia cry out he followed the sound. He came across an alley. Just to be sure he looked in it when he thought he heard movement. He walked into the alley and found the body of the caller's dead brother. 'Where are you, Liv?' He spotted her farther in the alley. Her eyes were closed.

"Olivia!" Elliot called. He rushed to her side. She looked pale but she was still warm to the touch. "Liv?" She started to blink. She opened her eyes but she couldn't focus.

"El…Eli…Elliot?" she moaned. She turned her head and Elliot saw the blood on her neck. She was drifting out of consciousness, Elliot shook her awake, again.

"Hey! Stay awake, okay?" he told her. She nodded. He radioed for an ambulance. "Where's the victim, Liv?" She looked at him confused then said,

"You don't see? I am the victim." She fainted again. By then an ambulance was there. Why? Why Olivia?

That's it for this chapter! Why Olivia? I am not going to say! You review and I'll tell! 5 reviews and I'll write more!" I never leave my readers without giving them a taste of the next chapter!

Chapter 2

Olivia was confused…to weak to open her eyes. She heard voices. Lots of them. She couldn't make out who the voices belonged to. Why was she hearing all this noise? Her head hurt. What happened? She couldn't remember. She was attacked that was all she could remember. She couldn't remember anything else not even her own name…