Phantom walked to his throne and sat down. Peta stood next to his chair looking at Phantom. Phantom smiled and reached for Peta's hand. Peta clasped Phantom's hand softly and smiled. "I shall continue my story" Phantom said.

"I sat in my bed, violated. I could still feel the searing pain, slowly dying. I was dying along as well. I didn't dare to move, I hurt too much to move. I just sat there and stared at the wall. I silently cried, I sobbed softly. I heard a prisoner talk to me. 'Mate are you okay?' his voice worried. 'I never heard him do anything that bad! Then again it would be worse, you are a child. He was probably rougher as he hasn't had any new meat in about 10 years' I remained silent.

'Do was fun?' another man said. I sobbed more.

'Shut up you basturd!' the first man said. 'Oi kid I'm Ben. My codename here is panther. You need a codename' he said.

'How about little pipsqueak? Or anal?'

'I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!!' Ben shouted. 'I'll call you…Phantom. Yep Phantom. I like that. Do you like that tom?' I remained silent. 'You can talk' No I can't. he'll hurt me again. 'Say something'

'I can't he'll hurt me' I whispered. I could feel him again, inside of me. I was dirty, filthy. I wasn't clean, I was disgusting. Nothing was clean, I had come to that conclusion in the jail cell over the years. It was quite, I wondered why.

Then I saw his face, Michael. He stopped at my cell and opened the door. He strode into my cell and locked the door. He sat on my bed and crossed his legs. He stared at me 'Hello Tom' his voice so kind. It sickened me. 'How are you?' he mocked me. He did say it in a mocking tone but his eyes gave him away. I just stared at the wall. 'Are you okay?' I closed my eyes. 'I told you to do as I say. Listen to me and answer me!!' he growled.

'Alright.' I said.

'Well?'

'Well…well what?'

'How are you?'

'…..umm….'

'Did it hurt?' he smiled. I remained silent. He grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. He kissed my cheek. 'Well?'

'I don't want to talk about it' I murmured. He just laughed softly.

'You can tell me. Trust me. I wouldn't have helped you if I didn't like you' I nodded.

'He hurt me. A lot'

'How…?'

'Well…he…raped me' I began to sobbed lightly. Michael hugged me tightly and stroked my hair. Just like my parents did. He felt so…caring, I couldn't help but hug him. He held me to him chest. I was happy, I was incredibly happy. He felt like my new parent. 'What else happened?' he asked. I wondered why he wanted to know so much but I thought he was just worried about me. 'He yelled at me. Said it was my fault my parents killed themselves. He took off my clothes. He pinned me to the bed and…'

'You can tell me Tom. My little child' he said. Did he just call me a child? I thought. He thinks of ME as his child! I believed every lie he said. 'he handcuffed me' I whimpered. I didn't want to say anymore but he had a demanding presence. 'Well he was rough and hard. He forced his way into me and I…' I couldn't say anymore. I began to cry uncontrollably. He was so comforting and caring. I could have swore for a whole moment there were no tears, no hate. No pain, I was in bliss. He kissed my forehead and his hand slipped under my shirt. I didn't care though, he said I was his child. 'Tell me' I nodded.

'It hurt so much! I thought I was going to die. He was so rough and hard he made me bleed'

'How are you now?' he asked. I didn't know what to say. I looked into his eyes. He didn't really care his eyes showed lust. But i liked the fact...i suppose...that he acted likehe cared, he felt worried about me. I trusted him even though i knew not to.

'I can still feel him. Inside of me…Ray…was so forceful and uncaring. I felt so…violated' I burst into tears.

He moved my fringe that covers my eyes to the side of my head. 'Why do you hide your beautiful eyes?' he smirked. I blushed.

There is a reason NOW why I hide my eyes. But back then I just liked the look. That and the fact I have Maitreyopts eyes" Peta stared at him, in amazement. Phantom laughed. "Yes Peta I have the eyes of the Buddhist goddess Ahjeta. The goddess who can see the true identity of people in their eyes. The eyes of Ahjeta can discern between truth and lies." Phantom flicked his hair back."But i have blinded myself with these eyes"

"Phantom your right eye…its red! It's cut…open?" Phantom closed his eye and stroked it. "All in good time Peta. My explanation comes later in the story.

'Now please let me finish my story. He was my new father. I hugged him tighter. His hand slipped lower. It was when I felt his hand in my pants I realised what he was doing. He was going to attack me like the other man. I stood up and ran to other side of the room. 'What are you doing?'

'I am being nice to you' he answered sweetly. 'I want to show you how much I care for you'

'People who do that don't care about the person'

'Yes they do. Come here I hugged you, listened to your problems'

'You didn't stop the man from doing what he did'

'It wasn't my shift. I wasn't here' he lied and I knew this. It was obvious.

'Don't lie to me!' I shouted. 'You are LYING!! You don't care about me! If you did you would stop him from raping me!!' I remember the next night I would learn my lesson. The man advanced on me. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. He kissed me long and pressed against me. He let go of me, he pressed so hard against me I was still pinned to the wall. He undid pants and let them fall. He felt me and gave me a…" Phantom shivered. "A hand job. I moaned and sighed, in unwanted, dirty pleasure. He stepped back and I fell to the floor. I hurt even more after that. He smiled and lifted me up. He held my hand and lead me to the bed. He tossed me on to it, he sat gracefully on the bed. As if nothing happened. I pulled up my pants. Michael came for me again. He pressed me against the foam mattress, he kicked him in the stomach. He fell backwards, his eyes filled with anger. He sat up and smiled 'Tom that wasn't very nice' he said, he stood up and walked away. I watched him go, my stomach rumbled. As he locked the door he said 'It's a shame if you just remembered what I told you. You might have been able to EAT something. Well I guess I'll see you in a few days'

'Wait!' he moaned. I'm hungry…'

'I'll be back tomorrow' he strode away laughing. When his footsteps died. I had a go.

'Bloody rat!' I yelled. The inmates laughed.

'Let me guess, he was being a prick?'

'Yep! And he wont give me food. I haven't eaten in like…3 days?!'

'You'll probably eat tomorrow. Don't expect much either' Ben said. I nodded. I rolled over and tried to fall asleep. My stomach growled for food. I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling. I closed my eyes and let darkness drag me into a heavy sleep.

I awoke the next morning, scratching my eyes hoping the last few days were just nightmares. My hope perished quickly. I looked near my bars to find a plate of eggs and bread awaiting me. I hurried out of bed so fast I fell over" Phantom laughed. "I ate the food in a 5 minutes flat. I sat there staring at the wall. Hey any one?' I asked Ben answered me.

'Hey Phantom. Did you get brekkie?'

'YEP!' I chirped happily. 'I got eggs and bread!'

'Really?!' Ben said shocked slightly. We only ever get oatmeal. That is one of the luxuries of being a sex slave' he said so casually. I thought it he would have some softness the to word but he didn't seem care. Ben and the other inmates talk for most of the day. Talking to each other was the only to stay sane in here they said. I sat down and listened to their convocations. 'I wonder when the guards are coming next' a voice to his left said.

'Who cares? We all hate them anyway!'

'Yeah but still' the mans voice quietened and became softer. That poor kid…he didn't deserve anything!' he said.

Why are you talking about me?' I squeaked.

'You're a fun topic to talk about!'

'Shut up!' Ben said rattling his bars. The other man when up to his sealing bars and rattled them too. They began swearing and I covered my ears.

Then no more noise. I was smart enough to shut up and realise it was the guard Michael. 'SHUT UP!! You stupid mongrels! Who is making this racket?' Ray shouted. No one talked, he looked at me. I still had my hands over my ears, I quickly pulled them away from me. 'I bet it was you, you little annoying toy!' he shouted. I felt so angry. I was only a child and here I was sitting in jail, being screamed at for nothing. 'Come here!' he shouted. I walked up to the bars and looked at my feet. He opened the bars and grabbed my wrist. He yanked me out and pulled me out of my cell. I grabbed onto the bars, 'Let go' he warned. I shook my head and held tighter. He slipped his hand in his pocket and pulled out a knife. I let go immediately and grasped his hand. He smiled and his grip tightened. I looked in his eyes. I am doomed thought. He's going to…. I shut out the horrid thoughts. I was dragged for at least half an hour before we stopped at a door. It was large and oak. Its handle made of pure gold. Ray swung open the door and threw me inside. 'What did I do??!!' I screamed. He just stepped in and locked the door. 'What are you going to do?!' I screamed. I had grown a backbone in a night it seemed. Either that or ll the stressmade me go crazy.

'Do not start fights! You hear me?!' Ray snapped. I glared at him.

'I didn't start ANYTHING! You're just blaming me because I was there!' I screamed. I turned around and a bright light stung my eyes. My eyes settled, around me was cold metal walls. I saw a mirror, that spread the length of the back wall. I walked towards it when something happened. I felt a sharp narrowed pain across my head. Ray had hit me. My vision blurred and my head spun. Ray stepped in front of me and held a knife. I closed my eyes and fell forward. Ray caught me, I struggled against him but he was strong. I felt conciseness slip away. Ray picked me up by the waist and carried me onto something soft. I slowly opened my eyes and punched him in the nose. Ray laughed. I remember his laugh…his cold laugh as his icy hands straightened my body. I closed my eyes…"