The Unicorn

This Chapter contains Rape, if this is a trigger for you, please do not read...Eventual Destiel

Chapter 1:

It wasn't every day an elf like him got lost. Castiel wasn't sure where he was, let alone how to get back home. This forest looked nothing like what he was use to. The trees were all much taller, and the brush much thicker. The sounds here made him nervous...

Curse the storm that dragged him away from his home land. Curse the storm that had broken one of his wings! He sighed softly, sitting on a fallen tree, the log wasn't to comfortable, but maybe that was his brain making him think as such since it wasn't home, it wasn't one of the tree's he was use to.

The young elf, at least young in elven years, looked skyward sadly. The sky even looked different. Or maybe that was just a trick of his mind as well.

After awhile of resting, he slowly stood on shaking legs. He got battered more than just his wing getting tossed around by the storm. His unbroken black feathered wing tucked in closely to his back, the other hung limp and useless behind him. He wished there were someone that could help him bind it so it could start to heal... But far as he's found upon waking here there was no one around.

He hasn't even heard any voices.

A deep sigh escaped him as he started to press forward. Hopefully he'd fine something familiar? Or maybe someone who could help him?

He wasn't sure for how long he walked, but a sound had him freeze, slowly turning to look. He gasped. There was what looked to be a horse from his home land. But it had an odd looking thing on its forehead. If he had to say it looked kind of similar to a rhino horn, but it was longer, straighter, and narrower.

Castiel stood frozen for a few moments not sure why the green-eyed creature seemed to be staring him down, it made him feel nervous. His own blue eyes watching.

But suddenly it charged at him, and he cried out, forgetting his broken wing in his attempt to fly away made him sort of flop to a side, landing on the ground he scrambled to his feet to run.

The heavy hooves were behind him, and Cas's hands hit a fallen tree, sure were a lot of them around here, and before he could get over it there was a weight against him pinning him to it.

Castiel cried out in pain as the creature quickly chomped down onto his broken wing, holding him in place as he cried out. He trembled from the pain, unable to get himself to pull away. The thing tugged, pulling feathers off his wing, making blood splatter onto the back of his trench coat and the log he was pinned against.

After that though it seemed to be pulling back, and he tried to move to get away while he could but that, that... Horn! It jabbed at him making him cry out as it plunged into his shoulder above the broken wing. Lucky to hell it wasn't the side where his heart lied.

He slumped against the fallen tree, panting as the horn slowly retracted from him. The blood poured from it, if he were human? He would of died right then and there, all the blood that fell was an inhuman amount..

But that horn was coming at him again, he could feel the creature moving closer but he was to terrified to try and move again.

Instead of skewering him again, he felt the pressure of it near his pants, and the unicorn's head was flicked, ripping his pants with that horn. He panicked all over again and tried to move, but a sound from the beast behind him had him freeze in place.

There was a shift, and suddenly he felt the weight on his back and his eyes widened, blue pools showing nothing but the terror he felt as he realized just what was happening, or rather about to.

The young elf cried out in pain as the equine forced a large length right into him with no prep. He could feel the blood as he was taken roughly. The front hooves were on the log at either side of him, bracing the horse's weight more than his back at least thankfully.

His hands gripped at the log he laid upon fingers digging under the bark and making pieces fall off.

The hard equine length kept pounding into him for what felt like forever, but in truth might of been half an hour at best. His body was covered in sweat, his own release coming with the horses, since despite everything, his body still responded to the rape despite his not wanting it to.

When it ended and the equine pulled away he trembled laying weakly against the log. Suddenly there were hands on him, gently pulling his trench coat down to cover him, he was pulled up off the log which made him whimper. He briefly saw a mans face before everything went black.

Horrible spot to end it I know, but don't worry Chapter 2 is finished, I'm just spell checking it now and then it'll go up!