Disclaimer: I do not own Nightbreed, Clive Barker does. All characters belong to him except Kara.

From the Author: Im glad I got some reviews! You guys are the best! I wanted to continue this anyway since this next part is going to get a little bit rough. Not really sure how far I'm going to do this fic just yet, but I'm sure ill think of something sooner or later. Thanks for reading!

Warning: There is rape in this chapter, not for the faint of heart. Just letting you know!


Kara stood there frozen solid like a statue, her eyes burned from the smoke he blew into her face. What was this thing going to do to her? The way he looked at her seemed...odd. The way a guy, a human guy looked at a girl he wanted to bone. 'Oh my god' Kara thought, 'He isn't thinking about...' Her mind recoiled in horror as she realized this monster was probably sexually active, which scared her more then being eaten.

"Stay away from me..." She breathed out slowly, not really as a threat but as a warning.

"What are you going to do about it? Bitch at me to death?" He chuckled with his strange deep voice. She only stared wide eyed at him and waited for him to do something. But he only stared at her right back, he was way too close to her.

"So pretty...do tell me, what is your name?" His green eyes seemed to be laughing at her as he searched her eyes for answers.

"Why the fuck do you care what my name is?" She spat back at him, trying desperately to get her fire back.

His grin widened as he answered her, showing his pearly white teeth, "I want to know the name of my pet. Or should I just call you Tasty?" She tried to push him off of her as anger struck her, but it was to no avail.

"My name is Kara, and Im not your fucking pet alright? So fuck off!" She gave him one more good shove, but it didn't even faze him. God was he made of concrete or something?

So far pushing and shoving didn't seem to work very well, and throwing cuss words and insults didn't seem to help either.

She decided to go with a new tactic, her favorite: sarcasm.

"So...What's your master plan then? Standing here all intimidating like and eating my cigarettes?" Peloquin's grin faded slightly at her words, she could tell he wasn't expecting that.

"Pu-lease." Kara breathed out, she was about to push his arm aside until he grabbed hold of her and pulled her to him. She tried to scream out as she was pushed into his raw chest, but her lips were mashed onto his in a forceful kiss.

Just when she thought her eyes couldn't widen any further, they did, and to the point where she thought her eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. 'OH GOD OH GOD!' Her mind screamed at her at the top of its imaginary lungs. His lips tasted very strongly of salt and her cigarette.

She tried her hardest to push him away, slap him, ANYTHING to get him off of her, but he was a massive unmovable force...and she was just a dead human. The dead part she was going to freak out about later, right now there was the horrible very possible chance she was going to be raped by a red man-lizzard.

His tongue slithered into her mouth like a snake as she kept trying to push away, this time she was able to yell, only it came out as a weird gurgle sound. After he lightly bit her bottom lip, Peloquin let go of her and wiped his mouth, looking her over hungrily. Kara just stood there in shock, her lip was dripping blood and her cloths were tattered and torn and drenched in sweat. "...Don't..." Was all she was able to blurt out, she was too scared of what he was thinking of doing, the thought of being eaten was long gone.

Peloquin stared her down, his grin getting bigger by the second. As she stared fearfully at him she could hear noises of life around them, people could hear her! She could be saved!

He moved closer to her again, but she held her hands out in defense. "Don't come any closer! Ill scream! I swear I will!" At that Peloquin laughed, good and hard. Kara let her guard down slightly, she was confused, that was suppose to be a threat!

"No one cares flesh bag," He wiped his tears from laugher away, "They all know you belong to me, they don't care what I do to you, or what happens to you." Kara's small glimpse of hope was shattered in an instant. No wonder no one came when she was yelling before. What the fuck was she going to do now?

Desperately she tried to search with her eyes for something to defend herself with. Running out of time, she closed her eyes and blindly grabbed the nearest thing by her and lifted it in front of her in self defense.

Opening one eye slightly she could see her weapon, and...It was a wooden box. How the hell was she going to defend herself with a wooden box? Give him splinters? Whatever, it would have to do. She held the box in front of her again, it was more like hiding now, just waiting for her doom.

Peloquin held his head back and gave out a creepy deep laugh, it didn't seem that funny to her. He finally calmed down and gave her a very dirty look, she could tell something bad was about to happen, and she braced herself for it.

And she was right!

Peloquin moved forward and smashed the wooden box in one swift move, making Kara yelp in fear. He grabbed her upper arm and pulled her with him as he walked away from the fountain area. She started to scream not in pain but in fear, where was he taking her?

"Let go of me!" She yelled out, trying to make her body limp and heavy so it would slow him down. But of course he was a frikkin ox and didn't faze one bit. She was being dragged down tunnels now, her arm feeling like it was being pulled out of its socket-which it probably was.

Peloquin ignored her and walked on, tugging her arm and dragging her along with him as she yelled and screamed for help. They passed by steps and passageways, rooms and corridors. No one they passed by looked or said a word, but everything was quiet. As if they knew what was going to happen to her, and stayed in silent solitude, trying to drown out the girls screams.

"WHY WONT ANYONE HELP ME! PLEASE!" Kara's voice cracked as tears started rolling down her cheeks. She locked eye contact with a very pretty dark haired woman holding her red curly haired child. The woman had a sorrowful look in her eyes as she looked away from Kara. "No...Please..." Kara tried desperately to win the woman's help, but she drew her curtain and vanished. Peloquin yanked her arm even harder as she let out a yelp of pain.

"I told you, no one cares." He spat at her while continuing to drag her along.

Finally Peloquin came to a stop in a small looking room. He threw her forward and she landed on a dirty heap of what she guessed was clothing. Was this suppose to be a bed? Did they not know of mattresses? It hit her that she was just thrown on a bed, probably for something horrible, and all she was thinking about was how primitive the 'bed' was. What the hell was wrong with her?

Kara fearfully looked up at him, lifting herself slightly from the bed. "What are you doing?" She tried hard to steady her voice, but it came out light and shaky. Peloquin stayed in the shadows of the room, he pulled a cord that closed the curtain to the entrance of the room.

She still didn't understand why they didn't have doors.

Kara stiffened completely as she watched fearfully in what seemed like slow motion-of Peloquin taking his shirt off. Oh my god, was this really about to happen to her!

Out of pure adrenaline Kara got up as fast as she could and tried to run past him through the curtains, but he was able to grab her by the arm and throw her back onto the heap of cloth, this time falling with her.

Kara had no time to even think about what just happened as he ripped her shirt wide open in a quick move, making her scream.

"HELP ME! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" She screamed over and over again. But no one came to her rescue. She was literally fucked by this point.

He roughly grabbed hold of her pants and pulled them off her, she only whimpered pathetically, trying to kick him. He placed his hand on the side of her face making her turn her head to look at the wall while his other hand was pinching the skin of her breast. "Im ganna fucking kill you!" She bitterly cried, grabbing his arm with both her hands trying to push it away with all her strength. But he was so much stronger then her. She wasn't able to see what he was doing, but she could feel it, making it all the more frightening.

She felt him rip her panties right off of her, by this point she tried to hit his head with her frailing arms, but it didn't seem to reach him at all since her head was still being pinned down by his hand. She could feel him touching her most private part with his hand, making her feel sick. Then finally, he lifted her leg up slightly with his free hand and forcefully slammed into her with, she was guessing, his dick.

Pain shot through her like a bolt of lightning as her back arched up off the ground by nearly 2 feet. She let out the loudest scream she had ever done, it scratched her throat even. Peloquin tightened his grip on her head, trying to keep her back on the floor. She screamed over and over again, her arms flailing wildly as he continued to assault her. His free hand gripped her hip tightly, at first he went slow, pulling his dick slightly out of her then thrusting back in. He did that for what seemed like 10 minutes, slowly pulling out then slamming back into her with force. Was he playing a game? What an evil fucker!

Kara closed her eyes as never ending tears ran down her cheeks, he was hurting her. She wasn't used to having sex, if thats even what you would call it. Rape is what you would call this. And it hurt. She wasn't able to scream anymore, it seems she blew her voice out the first 5 minutes. Kara gasped in pain as this red monster's rhythm became faster and harder, he started slamming into her folds with his dick, making a strange wet slapping sound. Every time he slammed back into her, her whole body moved with it, her eyes were locked onto the wall as it moved up and down in her vision.

All she wanted to do was black out, faint, not be conscious of this attack anymore. She made a painful whimpering sound while grabbing onto his arm that was holding her face down, tightened her grip on his arm as he rammed into her even harder. There was pain radiating up from her inner depths through her lower belly, she cried out loudly as she realized what it was. Blood.

It must of been at least half an hour that pasted by, but to Kara it seemed like an eternity. Her nails were digging into the skin of his arm as she bitterly moaned in agony, her face was soaking wet in tears as Peloquin plunged into her even faster, he was making strange growling noises in the process. Her entire lower body under her belly button stung painfully and felt like it was on fire.

Finally, Peloquin let out a loud roar as he came inside her, tightening his grip on her. She could feel his seed release inside her, it was warm and the most disgusting thing she had ever felt in her whole life. It was like she could taste him, her stomach turned and she wished desperately that she could throw up all over him at that very second.

He released his grip on her face, but she didn't move an inch. Maybe if she didn't move he would leave her alone.

He let go of her and finally got off of her, lighting a cigarette as he put his cloths back on, not that she was able to see what he was doing. She still stared at the wall silently crying. She could hear his footsteps walk off, but stop before leaving the room.

"Remember Kara, you belong to me." He said in his deathly eerie voice. And with that he walked off, she could hear the curtains move, then silence.

God, the fact there was just a curtain between them and the whole colony of monster just...UGH!

Kara lay there lifeless for several minutes, she had no desire to move or was even able to. Every cell in her body was screaming in pain at her. She could feel liquid flowing slightly from between her legs. Did she really care? Did she even want to live anymore? She was already dead, so how would she even be able to kill herself?

She tried to move her leg slightly, but it was far too painful to even budge a little. Moaning weakly she stayed still where she was, no use in getting up. She wondered if she wasn't already dead, if that would of killed her. 'Probably' Her mind dullfully said.

The overwhelming need to sleep was starting to hit her pretty hard, but she was afraid to go to sleep. What if he came back for round two? That thought made an alarm go off in her mind, she needed to get up right now because what if he WAS coming back!

Panic struck her broken body, she still wasn't able to move very well. She closed her eyes as pain shot through her neck as she lifted her head up slowly to look down at her inner thighs.

Just as she suspected, there was blood running down her legs, that bastard. Blood and bruises were colored all over her body, that lizard bastard wasn't playing around. She rested her head back down and sighed pathetically. She needed to get up and at least move or something. Maybe if she just curled up in the heap of clothing she was laying on he wouldn't bother her. That seemed a whole lot better then getting up, her body was about to give up completely, the thought of him bothering her was beginning to fade as the need to sleep became more apparent.

Everything was sore, she couldn't believe this happened to her! She lifted her arm and pulled some of the cloth she was under to cover her body with, it felt like a thousand needles were being shot into her arm at once and she winced in pain. But she was covered finally, she didn't care if it had blood or whatever on it, as long as something separated her from everything else she was satisfied.

She silently laid there, covered in dirty cloths, letting things slowly start to sink in as the pain in her thighs throbbed. Everything crashed down on her, the fact she was dead, her never leaving this hell, never seeing her family or friends again, and being raped by a real monster.

It was too much, she shivered and started hyperventilating as she sobbed for what seemed like forever, until finally she drifted off to sleep, her body unable to take being awake any longer. But even in her dreams she didn't seem to be safe from monsters.

Kara woke roughly to a hand shaking her shoulder, for one horrifying moment she thought it was Peloqiun back to finish the job. She opened her eyes and moved over, trying to get away from the assailant even though her body was screaming at her not to move anymore.

But it wasn't Peloquin thank god, it was the woman she saw earlier and tried to get help from. Her hair was black and her skin was a nice tan color, it looked like she had a bunch sparkly grey eye shadow around her eyes, but that might actually be her skin. She was beautiful, her hair was covered by a cloth she had over her head, making her look like a saint. And to Kara, she was a saint.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." She said with a very thick accent, Kara wasn't able to figure out what it sounded like, maybe Egyptian?

"...Why?" Kara was barley able to say, the dried blood on her lips started to crack as her mouth moved. "No one would help me before."

The woman gently stroked her hair, sadness in her dark eyes. "It is against the law, Peloquin can do whatever he wants. But...you need healing, and I can help you." Wow, could everyone smell her blood or something?

"My name is Rachel, you're Kara right?" She only weakly nodded her head. "I need your help to get up, we'll go to my quarters." She put her arm around her and helped tug her up into a sitting position. Rachel draped a cloth around her and helped her stand up, every fiber in her whole body screamed at her, but she had to get up, she was finally going to be safe.

"My daughter Babette will help you as well, she's a sweet girl." Rachel said while holding her up. Kara's head just bobbed around, trying to stay conscious.

She moved the curtains to the entrance and bumped right into Peloquin. Kara took an inhale of breath and started at the ground. Making eye contact with him was the last thing on earth she wanted to do.

Rachel held her ground and looked him straight in the eye. "Hello Peloquin." She said with ease.

He made a growling sound, showing his teeth. "Where are you taking her." His eerie voice demanded, it looked as if he was too pissed to even yell.

"She needs healing Peloquin. I am just taking her where she can be helped." Why was she so calm?

Peloquin got right infront of her face, towering over her while Kara still had her eyes glued to the floor. "Fuck that, she doesn't need help!" He roared.

Rachel pushed him back with her free hand, coolness emanated from her. "Unless you want me to go to Lylesburg, then you will let me heal her." They both stared eachother down, fire and ice raged all around them.

Finally, Peloquin moved over, growling the whole time as Rachel walked forward with Kara.

Kara dared a look at him as she passed, and their eyes locked. His look could kill. She turned away and held tighter to Natasha, wondering what the dangers of when she was healed and back to him awaited her.


wow, totally my first time writing rape, pretty weird. Hopefully I did okay! TOTAL CLIFF HANGER! Whats going to happen to her now? Let me know what you think and leave a review!