Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any other cartoon that is mentioned
in my story.
AN: I wasn't to sure about whether to post this story on ff net or if it sounded alright but my friend assured me that it was good and I should post it so if I don't get at least a few reviews I might not post anymore of it, so please review if you want me to continue.
WARNING: This chapter is rated R because it contains violence and implies rape.
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Prologue
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Lita struggled against Darien's strong grip but it was useless. She looked around her surroundings desperately hoping that there would be someone to save her. The air surrounding them looked hazy but as she tried to focus on it, it slowly came into focus. Lita could now see that she was in a dark deserted alleyway. It was damp and the smell of rotten fish suddenly reached her nose, which she wrinkled in disgust.
There was a pale light, coming from some far off street lamp, which lit up the alley with an eerie glow. IN the dim light she could see a few rusted trash cans laying on their sides and an old grey cat that run of suddenly in fear as Darien pushed her forcefully further down the alley. Away from the main street and any possible chance of rescue.
Lita resisted, knowing that her only chance of being saved was to stay near the main street, but Darien overpowered her and she was half-pushed half- carried, kicking wildly in protest, down the alleyway. One of her kicks made contact with Darien's shin and he grimaced in pain. Sensing that this could be her only chance Lita struggled frantically and managed to free one of her arms from his iron grasp. Quick as a flash, she reached for he pocket where her transformation wand was hidden, but not fast enough.
Darien had recovered too fast and he grabbed onto her wrist again. He held it so tight that she felt as though her bone was going to shatter. He placed his hand on he chest and pushed her up against the rough brick wall, forcing her to look up at him. Darien could see the fear in Lita's eyes and he laughed inwardly at seeing the usually strong, determined senshi of lightning so scared and helpless. A smirk came across his face as he spoke.
"Don't get any cute ideas!" and with that he slapped her across the face, hard. Lita's eyes welled up with tears but she was determined not to cry.
Seeing this Darien's smirk widened. He began beating her, only stopping when she finally gave in and a cry of pain escaped from the tangled form on the ground. She looked up at him with pitiful eyes, her face stained with tears.
"Why?" she managed to whisper. Darien's only reply was to hoist Lita to her feet by the collar of her shirt. He pressed his body up against hers and whispered in her ear threateningly. "It's your own fault you little whore!" Lita felt a shiver of fear go through her body. She knew what he was going to do but she still screamed when Darien ripped off her shirt, causing him to slap her yet again. Then everything faded.
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Lita sat bolt upright in her bed. It was then that she realised that she had screamed and woken herself up. She held her stinging cheek, even though she knew it was just her imagination, and glanced taking in the familiar sight of her bedroom as she calmed herself down. 'It's just a dream!' she thought as her heart gradually slowed back to its normal rate.
She sighed as she ran a hand through her tangled, sweat soaked hair, 'It may be just a dream but it's that same dream again. . .' That same dream that had been haunting her for nine nights now, '. . . and each night it comes closer to finishing! Last night he only got to hit me once before I woke up. And even though I know it's a dream it feels so real.'
Lita lay back down and tried to go back to sleep but her whole body ached and she was terrified that if she did go back to sleep he would find he again.
'This is hopeless!' Lita thought. She reached a hand out from under the purple covers and flicked on the bedside lamp. The little clock on her dresser told her that it was only 2am, much too early to be up. 'I'll have a hot drink' she thought as she threw off the covers, 'maybe that will help me to get back to sleep.'
She dragged herself out of bed and nearly fell over the moment her feet touched the floor.
"I really have to get more sleep," Lita mumbled to herself. "I'm so tired it hurts to move."
On the way to the kitchen Lita passed the mirror and stopped to stare in horror.
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Please review! Thanks for reading.
Lita.
AN: I wasn't to sure about whether to post this story on ff net or if it sounded alright but my friend assured me that it was good and I should post it so if I don't get at least a few reviews I might not post anymore of it, so please review if you want me to continue.
WARNING: This chapter is rated R because it contains violence and implies rape.
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Prologue
***
Lita struggled against Darien's strong grip but it was useless. She looked around her surroundings desperately hoping that there would be someone to save her. The air surrounding them looked hazy but as she tried to focus on it, it slowly came into focus. Lita could now see that she was in a dark deserted alleyway. It was damp and the smell of rotten fish suddenly reached her nose, which she wrinkled in disgust.
There was a pale light, coming from some far off street lamp, which lit up the alley with an eerie glow. IN the dim light she could see a few rusted trash cans laying on their sides and an old grey cat that run of suddenly in fear as Darien pushed her forcefully further down the alley. Away from the main street and any possible chance of rescue.
Lita resisted, knowing that her only chance of being saved was to stay near the main street, but Darien overpowered her and she was half-pushed half- carried, kicking wildly in protest, down the alleyway. One of her kicks made contact with Darien's shin and he grimaced in pain. Sensing that this could be her only chance Lita struggled frantically and managed to free one of her arms from his iron grasp. Quick as a flash, she reached for he pocket where her transformation wand was hidden, but not fast enough.
Darien had recovered too fast and he grabbed onto her wrist again. He held it so tight that she felt as though her bone was going to shatter. He placed his hand on he chest and pushed her up against the rough brick wall, forcing her to look up at him. Darien could see the fear in Lita's eyes and he laughed inwardly at seeing the usually strong, determined senshi of lightning so scared and helpless. A smirk came across his face as he spoke.
"Don't get any cute ideas!" and with that he slapped her across the face, hard. Lita's eyes welled up with tears but she was determined not to cry.
Seeing this Darien's smirk widened. He began beating her, only stopping when she finally gave in and a cry of pain escaped from the tangled form on the ground. She looked up at him with pitiful eyes, her face stained with tears.
"Why?" she managed to whisper. Darien's only reply was to hoist Lita to her feet by the collar of her shirt. He pressed his body up against hers and whispered in her ear threateningly. "It's your own fault you little whore!" Lita felt a shiver of fear go through her body. She knew what he was going to do but she still screamed when Darien ripped off her shirt, causing him to slap her yet again. Then everything faded.
***
Lita sat bolt upright in her bed. It was then that she realised that she had screamed and woken herself up. She held her stinging cheek, even though she knew it was just her imagination, and glanced taking in the familiar sight of her bedroom as she calmed herself down. 'It's just a dream!' she thought as her heart gradually slowed back to its normal rate.
She sighed as she ran a hand through her tangled, sweat soaked hair, 'It may be just a dream but it's that same dream again. . .' That same dream that had been haunting her for nine nights now, '. . . and each night it comes closer to finishing! Last night he only got to hit me once before I woke up. And even though I know it's a dream it feels so real.'
Lita lay back down and tried to go back to sleep but her whole body ached and she was terrified that if she did go back to sleep he would find he again.
'This is hopeless!' Lita thought. She reached a hand out from under the purple covers and flicked on the bedside lamp. The little clock on her dresser told her that it was only 2am, much too early to be up. 'I'll have a hot drink' she thought as she threw off the covers, 'maybe that will help me to get back to sleep.'
She dragged herself out of bed and nearly fell over the moment her feet touched the floor.
"I really have to get more sleep," Lita mumbled to herself. "I'm so tired it hurts to move."
On the way to the kitchen Lita passed the mirror and stopped to stare in horror.
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Please review! Thanks for reading.
Lita.