Disclaimer: I do not own tmnt. Or the characters. Only thing I own is the plot and my OC Violet.

WARNING!

THIS IS AN M RATED FANFICTION! If you don't like it please don't read it. It will have mentions of rape, self harm and suicide so if your triggered by this I advise that you don't read it. If anyone has been through it I understand what you have been through. Ive been there and I'm here to talk if you want.

Author's notes.

This is the first tmnt fanfiction I have done. This is dedicated to "OnAWholeOtherLevel" who requested it. Sorry it took me so long and I hope you enjoy.

Drained. That's what Violet was feeling. She took a step out into the dark allyway hoping the night air would clear the dull headache starting to form from the club music. The lack of clothing caused goosebumps to form on her pale skin. She loosely tied back her long thick purple hair. She stood about 5.6 normally, taller than most females, however her black high heals pushed her to a greater hight just under 5ft 9. Fishnet stocking covered her legs up to her mid thighs. Purple suspenders connected the fishnets to a small tight purple sequined skirt which left hardly anything to the imagination. A black corset with silver clasps and decorated with chains that were also silver covered her stomach and chest. She wore purple lace fingerless gloves covered to the elbows. A small chain chocker resting on her neck that was held together with a smallish padlock. The corset hugged at the girls waist displaying her curves and pushed up her natural round breasts making them more noticeable, not that they needed it.

Leaning up against the wall a few meters from the club exit, she retrieved a cigarette from behind her ear. She then pulled out a lighter hidden between her cleavage. Lighting the cigarette, she relished in the burning sensation it created in her throat before tilting her head back to rest on the brick of the ally wall. With her eyes closed she exhaled slowly, willing the ache to leave her brain. Lack of sleep was catching up with her and the last thing she needed was a migraine. She continued to puff away on her cigarette trying to enjoy her small break whilst listening to the busy nightlife of New York. It was rare to get people through this allyway at night even if they were drunk or high. It was difficult to see as the street lights didnt reach that far in to lend a helping hand. The darkness put people off and played on their fears. Even the staff refused to come out here on breaks for fear of being stabbed or mugged. This was the rough side of the city after all, they preferred to use the front. Violet welcomed it. A chance to get away from her "colleagues". She was sick of their stuck up whining. There was a small light above the exit door at the side of the club which cast a little comforting light in the ally.

Before long the she heard the drunken snickering of people making their way through the ally putting her on edge. She opened her eyes to see the silouettes of two males making their way as if to pass her. One was taller than her and the other shorter by roughly an inch. As they passed her they seemed to do a double take obviously only seeing her for the first time.

"Oi Paddie, lookie what we stumbled u' on." The tall one blabbed slobberly.

"Looks like a pretty one!" The one that seemed to be called 'Paddie' almost seemed surprised. "Oi, girlie. How much you charging then?"

Violet bristled. "I" she stated sharply, "am not a hooker. I work in 'Feverish' as a female entertainer."

Paddie looked confused. He glanced at his friend and back. "What's the difference?"

In annoyence Violet ground her teeth. They were on either side of her now blocking any escape back to the door. "The difference" she hissed "is I sell an image of artistic dance. Not my body for sex. I'm a stripper and a pole dancer. Not a prostitute!"

"Eddie?" Paddie asked, "Is that a difference?"

"Don't recon so Pad. Pretty sure she said she don't charge.." Eddie had a sick look on his face.

Violet didn't like it one bit. Suddenly she froze, her entire body tence. She felt Eddie's hand on the inside of her thigh which was slowly travelling up towards her groin. She didn't move. Truth was she couldn't. She had been here before, in this situation. The disgusting memories of a group of boys flooded to the surface and she couldn't snap out of it. Her body started to tremble and her eyes clenched shut before her tears were able to spill. The cigarette between her lips quivering and they trembled uncontrollably. She couldn't breathe properly, her chest felt to tight.

"I think she likes it eddie.."

Violet was starting to get a pounding in her ears as her blood pressure started to soar. A yelp suddenly cut through startling her out of her head. Her cigarette had burnt too long and the ash and fallen onto paddies hand which had started to stroke the soft skin of her cleavage. Anger started to pump through her vains. Anger at her past. Anger at these drunken men who thought they could take advantage. Most of all anger at herself for letting emotions and memories get the better of her once more. Seeing Paddie nurse his hand like he was the victim made Violet snap. She grabbed hold of his shirt and yanked him towards her managing to collide her forehead with the bridge of his nose, earning a satisfactory crunch. Definitely broken. It happened so fast that eddie didn't register her grabbing his hand from between her legs until he was twisted around and his arm yanked behind his back. He swung his head back catching her chin. The cigarette dropped from her mouth, landing on Eddie's neck, leaving a nasty burn. Eddie threw Violet back against the wall as he writhed in pain. She was thrown onto the floor shredding her fishnets and cutting the side of her leg. The blow eddie had delt to her chin had split her lip badly and blood was dripping down onto her breasts. She spat the invading copper tasting liquid out and wiped the back of her hand across her bottom lip.

"You bitch!" Paddie seemed to have recovered slightly. He straighted up and took his hand away from his nose.

Violet smirked as she watched blood make a pathway down his face. She got to her feet just as Paddie lunged at her aiming for her head. She twisted as she ducked and drove her elbow into his groin as his fist hit the brick where her face used to be. He dropped to the floor curling up in pain. Standing up she turn around in time to see Eddie's fist collide with the side of her face making her stagger. She yell as pain exploded behind her eye and clutched at her left cheek. Eddie pulled her up only to land a blow to her stomach making her double over and gasp for breath and unable to move. He pulled her up yet again, wrapped his hands around her throat and slammed her head against the wall as he shoved her backwards. She clawed at his arms as she struggled to breathe, feeling weak. Using one hand he restrained both of her wrists roughly above her head and pressed harder against her neck.

Unable to breathe she started to panic and struggled against her attacker using up the precious little energy she had left. The burning in her chest was greater than any cigarette and incredibly painful. It blocked out the pain of the blow to her stomach and behind her eye. Her lip was no longer stinging and the graze on her leg didn't hurt. It was like everything else just disappeared. She didn't care anymore. She accepted it. The pain in her chest was starting to fade along with her eyesight. She knew that this was going to kill her and the thought didn't disturb her. It wasn't like it was the first time she had hoped to die. She'd almost managed to do it on two separate occasions until some moron who thought they were helping brought her back. Maybe this time it would finally end and the fucking misery could stop. Violet stopped fighting. Her legs gave out, no longer having the strength to support her. Her eyes started to lose focus. Paddie had apparently gotten up as both his and Eddie's ugly smug heads were right in her face.

It must have been the lack of oxygen because Violet was sure her eyes were starting to see things. It looked like a large odd looking shadow had landed behind Paddie and Eddie, except that wasn't possible because it hadn't made a noise had it? Surely her attackers would have heard if it had. Right? No longer able to think straight she finally let her eyes close..

First chapter done. Tell me what you think. X

AmethystWolf 1999