WARNING: There is sexual content in this chapter. It maybe graphic to some and triggering to others, if so I am very sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT or any of it's characters, I only own my OCs


Chapter Two: Welcome to Hell

Darkness. That's all Christina saw, pure utter darkness. Her head was pounding like someone was using it for a jungle drum and she felt herself spinning. She fought back the bile that threatened to make its way up her throat.

Underneath her, she felt a cold hard, damp ground. She rose a little on shaky arms and blinked her eyes open, only to regret it as a wave of dizziness fell over her. She laid back down and took a few deep breathes before she slowly sat up again and opened her eyes slowly. It was a dimly lite room with a small light above her that flickered every now and then. When they did, she looked around and saw that the windows were covered in newspaper that were a good ten feet off the ground. She saw a twin-sized bed in the corner of the room and a toilet near the middle of the wall.

Since the windows were covered with newspaper, she couldn't tell if it was still daylight or night time. Her cell phone was in her bag and her attacker had taken it from her and she didn't wear a watch, so she had no idea what time it was.

Christina was very scared right now. She wasn't sure what to do, she didn't want to call out for help, because maybe no one would hear her or no one would care. She sat in the middle of the floor, brought her knees to her chest and held her brother's necklace in her hand as she silently prayed to herself.

Christina didn't know how long she has sat there, because before long, a large metal door slide open and the light appearing from it, blinding Christina for a minute as she held her hand up to shield her eyes. She stood up on wobbly legs to see who was there as her eyes adjusted to the bright light in front of her.

She could see five men standing there, they all appeared to be in their late forties, early fifties. You could see thin grey streaks appearing on the sides of their head in their hair, as well as wrinkles starting to form on their faces. Their faces were scrunched up into looks of anger and hate as they looked down at Christina. Their hands were balled into fists, but one of them had a wooden baseball bat in his hands and he was gripping it tightly.

Her eyes darted between all of them as she stood to her feet. The one with the bat in his hand was Caucasian with shoulder length blonde hair and he wore sunglasses. The two behind him were also Caucasian, one had shoulder length wavy light brown hair and dark blue eyes, the one next to him had short brown hair and hazel eyes. Two others behind the blonde one had short dark hair and tan skin, one had dark skin and dark brown eyes and the other one had light brown eyes.

"Okay, sweetheart" the blonde-haired man with the bat said to her "We can do this the easy way or the hard way" he patted the bat in the palm of his hand.

Christina narrowed her eyes at him, she wasn't going to show him any fear nor give him that satisfaction "How about we go with option C? I smack that stupid smirk off your face" she punched him right in the side of the face and his head slightly jerked to the side.

"Feisty" he said, the smirk never leaving his face

Before Christina could even react, he raised the bat above him and it had slammed itself against the side of her head and she fell to the ground with a thud. She was dizzy and disoriented for a second before a foot connected to her stomach, kicking her hard. She groaned as she held her stomach and rolled onto her side and she was kicked hard in her back. She then rolled onto her stomach as she tried to push herself up, but she was then kicked her stomach again and she collapsed onto the ground.

The blonde-haired man rolled her onto her back with his foot as she looked up at him with anger and slight fear in her eyes. She now had a good-sized bruise forming on the side of her head from before. He then held the bat above his head again as he brought it down and slammed in into her stomach. She screamed as she held her stomach and rolled onto her side, dry-heaving. The men formed a circle around her and laughed at her pain. She began to feel the coppery taste of blood in her mouth as a stream ran out of the corner of her mouth. One of them then kicked her in the face, as she yelped and rolled onto her back as blood flowed down from her split lip.

The men laughed as they walked out of the room and slammed the door shut behind them, leaving Christina alone and in pain.

After they left, Christina was so much pain that she just curled herself into a ball and cried until her throat became raw. She was in so much pain that she was surprised that nothing was broken. Tears were running her bruised face as she cried herself to sleep on the floor.

The next day…

Christina was asleep on the floor when the door opened again and a tray of food was placed behind her before the door closed again. Christina moved slowly, because she was still in pain and looked over at the tray of food. It was a glass of water with a plate of a lettuce, turkey and ham sandwich. Her stomach was rumbling as she reached over and grabbed the sandwich and took big bites out of it. She was so hungry she felt like she hadn't eaten in days and she couldn't tell what time it was because she didn't wear a watch and she didn't have her cell phone.

After she had finished eating the sandwich and was done with the water, she pushed the tray aside and just sat in the middle of the room, holding her knees to her chest. A few hours later, the men came back. They slammed the door shut behind them as they walked in. Christina got to her feet and stood her ground, she wouldn't let them kick her while she was down. She would face them on her feet, head on and make them knock her down.

The blonde-haired man was giving the other four guys orders, so Christina assumed that he was the leader of the group. He had the same bat in his hands that he had before and this time, Christina was ready.

"Let's try this again, sweetheart" The leader said with a snicker as he held his bat up "Easy way or hard way?" Christina said nothing, she just stood there and glared at them, unknowingly, giving them their answer. The leader shrugged his shoulders, "Alright, then" in a flash, he swung his bat at Christina with much more force than he did before. She collided into a wall and the wind was knocked out of her along with her being dazed.

She was unaware of the fact that the leader had rolled her onto her back, forcibly pulled down her jeans and pulled down his own pants. Christina's vision was now focusing and she became aware of what was happening around her.

When she saw the leader on top of her half naked, her eyes widened in fear, "No! no!" Christina screamed as she squirmed to get away, she ended up flipping on her stomach as she tried to get away, but the man just grabbed her hips and pulled her back underneath him.

He then grabbed her Lace underwear pulling them down past her knees, "No, no, no! No!" Christina shouted as she reached behind her, trying to pull her underwear back up, but they were too far down.

"You hear that, boys?" he asked his friends as the gathered around him.

He positioned himself over her as he guided his hard, erect cock towards her ass and with one hard thrust, he plunged right inside her.

"AAHHHH!" Christina screamed when he breached her, "NO!" she screamed again as the man began to fuck her hard and fast, thrusting into her all the way to the hilt. The pain was unlike anything Christina had ever felt before. It felt a dozen hot knives were tearing up her insides at the same time.

"Oh, yea. You like that, bitch?" he asked, not expecting her to answer. He gripped her hips tightly as he thrusted into her hard and deep.

"S-Stop…please, please, please" Christina begged between his thrusts as tears began to spill from her eyes.

Christina felt her body go numb as the man continued to rape her harshly. Her cheek was pressed against the cold ground as he continued to rock her back and forth. The man was gripping her hips tightly and his nails began to dig into her skin. He leaned his head back, moaning and sighing in pleasure, obviously enjoying the sensations he was getting from being inside her tight warm ass.

Christina didn't how long her rape had lasted, but after a while, the man began to thrust faster, harder and deeper inside her. He felt his climax nearing when, "O-OH, G-GOD!" the man yelled out as he felt his cock explode inside her and releasing his cum inside her.

When Christina felt, him empty himself inside her, she cried harder and clenched her eyes shut. The man thrusted into her a few more times before he pulled out of her roughly. The man stood up, panting as he pulled his pants up, "Who's next?" he asked his friends.

The one with the light brown hair walked over to Christina and flipped her onto her back roughly and without warning, he plunged deep inside her. Christina screamed again, because he was much larger than the one before him.

After that, Christina just blocked everything out. She just stared ahead of her at the ceiling and had this distant look in her eyes. It felt like all the nerves in her body had shut down, because after a while, she didn't feel any pain, she couldn't feel the ground underneath her, the temperature of the room and she couldn't feel when was done and when the other one started. When they were done with her, as they were leaving, she heard the leader say, "Welcome to hell, sweetheart" and then he slammed the door shut.

Even after they were finished with her and they left, Christina still didn't move, she was in too much pain to even move. After a while, Christina had moved enough to be able to pull her underwear back up, but her shoes and jeans were on the other side of the room. Christina felt so empty and weightless, like an empty hollow shell of who she was.

Poor Christina :( Please Review