A/N: The disclaimer is on the first chapter. Please bare with me as this is the first sex scene I have ever typed out and I didn't really want to but did it anyway to get the point across. Oh and also bare with me in the fact that I'm just introducing Nikki into this world it'll get more into X-Men as the story continues. Enjoy.
Warning!!- There will be a sex scene (small but still there). Yes it is rape and if you do not like it then please either skip over it or do not continue reading. You have been warned. If your virgin eyes and/or mind reads on and has a conniption it will be entirely your fault for proceeding. You have been warned. Have a nice day! ^__^
Dude! What Gives?!
Nikki
Taken by complete surprise at both the growling panther and Damian pushing me out of the way, I lose my balance and fall to the ground scuffing both my palms. The screeching got louder as they see me completely unguarded.
In complete shock from everything going on I barely fought back as the creatures lifted me off the ground. One of them throwing me over his shoulder. I look up in a daze and saw the panther dragging Damian along by pulling his arm in its mouth. It followed the creatures. One of the ones in front called on their communicators to their base. Moments later everything disappeared in a beam of green light.
The stench was the only thing registering in my hazy mind. Darkness and the most hideous of smells I've ever smelled. Still out of it and in the dark I can't see where they are taking me.
After going down a couple different flights of steps we finally reached the dungeon like cells in what I'm guessing is the basement. Or it could have been an actual dungeon and I wouldn't have known. I lifted myself up enough to see the panther drag Damian into the one cell. Once out of site I could only hear when it let go of his arm making it plop to the ground. One of the creatures grabbing shackles and chaining him up. After only a few minutes hearing the cell door bang closed and the lock clicking.
Soon after we traveled back up the many flights of stairs. Reaching their desired level then going through a couple long corridors we reach the end of a very long one. The one in front banging loudly on the doors.
The sound snapping me out of whatever shock I was still in. Panicking knowing what's holding me, I begin kicking and punching it, thrashing about hoping it'll let me go. Screaming in it's ear too. "DAMIAN! WHERE ARE YOU?!!"
The one holding me pinched my arm and I yelled. "OW! That hurt you jackass. LET ME GO!" No sooner were the words out of my mouth when the thing holding me flipped me over and threw me onto the floor. Not to gently either. "Ow." was all I could say as fear gripped me once I caught site of what was in front of me only a couple of feet away.
A very muscularly built man sat upon a throne of gold. He wore a red cape with silver shoulder armor. His suit looked much like a normal standard karate gi only it looked as if it was made of material that looked like leather. Deep maroon trimmed in black with no shoes.
Taking his shoulder armor off along with the cape since it was attached he pushed off the chair and made his way over to me smiling in victory. "My, my, my what have we here? Did we succeed in actually capturing a newly discovered power holder?" He said as he reached to were I was still frozen in fear on the floor. He crouched down lowering his hand to my chin and gently lifting it up. "Well now. Aren't you a looker?"
Not knowing what to do I just went along with it. He slowly lifted my head up making me pull my upper body up along with it. I pulled my legs underneath me but still off to the side using my hands to hold myself up.
I glared into his eyes but with the same amount of fear. "What do you want with me?" I asked hoping to distract him from whatever he's thinking right now. He smiled down at me. "Now Now. We can talk about this later. From the looks of your clothes you were a bit overweight in your world, weren't you? What kind of man would I be if I didn't show you how to use that newfound body of yours? Hmm?"
He quickly stood up straight and snapped his fingers at his servants. "Take her to my bed chambers. Get rid of her clothes and burn them. They are of no use to her anymore." Immediately I was scooped up into somebody' arms. Not liking what this was leading to I kicked and screamed all the way to the bedroom.
Once inside I was stood up onto my feet. Right away hands ripped off all my cloths leaving me completely naked before I even had a chance to squeal. I quickly lifted an arm to cover my 'ladies' and lifted my leg up over the hand I used to cover my crotch. "Dude! What gives?!" They shoved me onto the bed. Not showing any signs that they heard me.
Gathering up all the shredded clothes and junk that were in my pockets they walked out the room to dispose of the material. I sat up on the bed glaring at the door they just walked through. "HEY! That's mine! Don't you dare get rid of my iPod. My boyfriend paid good money for that!"
Giving up on that completely, knowing all too well that they prolly just threw it in the trash, I crawl to the headboard of the bed and curled up into a ball not wanting to cover myself in the blankets so I don't give any ideas. Thinking twice about even being on the bed I quickly jumped up off and hid in the corner beside the bedside table.
My whole body began to tremble in fear at what I know is going to happen to me. I pulled my knees to my chin and rested it on them. Footsteps were soon heard coming towards the door. I stiffened as I listened to them getting closer and closer. Seconds later the door gets pulled opened violently. Not even a moment later slammed shut.
I closed my eyes automatically not wanting to see the menacing look on his face. But unfortunately couldn't block out his voice. "There you are. Come now. There's no need to be afraid. I'm very good at this." he said reaching to where I was.
He crouched down and violently grabbed my upper arms and pulled me up to his chest. "Don't fight it. You know you want this." Without warning he forced his lips onto mine roughly, forcing entrance into my mouth before working his mouth across my cheek and neck. My eyes closed tightly shut silently wishing that whatever team Damian was the Commander of would find us soon.
His hands traveled all over my body in places not even my boyfriend in my world would be allowed to go. I struggled with all my might a few times hitting him anywhere I could as I screamed damning him to hell and throwing death threats I couldn't follow threw with everywhere but learned quickly that this was a major mistake. Each time he rewarded me with a fist to the face.
Soon I just gave up and laid there trying to think of other things than what he was doing. His hands snaked their way from my lower body up to my arms holding them above my head having both wrists in one of his massive hands. His other hand having its way with the rest of my body. His mouth working on my neck and chest.
It feels like it's been an eternity. Every now and then trying to struggle, as his hand pinned both my arms down, only to be punished. Not being able to contain himself anymore he stopped his messing around and completely took advantage of me after positioning himself above my body. Soon after thrusting in and out of me continuously not holding back any of his abnormal strength. All the time gnawing fiercely on my already raw neck.
My pain filled expressions and pleas driving him over the edge. Still using his right hand to hold my wrists he used his other to grip onto my shoulder underneath to pull me down onto him as he pounded me harder and harder.
What seemed like hours later to me, he slowed to a stop finally exhausted. He let my arms go as he collapsed over top of my body then rolled over to his side of the bed. A couple minutes later passing out from exhaustion.
I lay there sore and bruised. I slowly crawled away from him completely exhausted from what he did to me. Barely able to move I fell onto the floor and pulled myself to the farthest wall back to the corner he found me in earlier. I silently cried into my knees after pulling them up to my chest. "Damian." I whispered as I wound my hands around my legs pulling into myself as much as I could. I laid my head on my knees waiting to see what would happen. Slowly my eyes began to droop until finally sleep over took me.
Eyes shooting open as a stinging feeling was felt on my cheek, my head snapped to the side. I placed a hand onto my cheek at the pain and looked up into his angry face. "Don't ever leave that bed again! You are mine now and I will not have you leave my side. You will stay in that bed and be there when I want to have my way with you!"
He leaned down and violently grabbed my left arm roughly. I batted as hard as I could at his hand which only pissed him off even more. He punched me upside the face causing me to go flying back across the bed. "Well if you insist. I was going to go off and storm the X team's headquarters but since you so willingly lay here it can wait a few hours."
He proceeded to have his way with me yet again. I sighed in relief once he was finished and I knew he wanted to leave. Unfortunately he took this the wrong way thinking I enjoyed it so much he continued to do me mercilessly until finally someone knocked on the door interrupting him. He sat up furious. "WHAT?" the person on the other side spoke loudly. "Sir, we await your command on the assault. We cannot delay any further. With Commander Ian in our dungeons they will be a man down. We must act now before they get reinforcements." Shoulders visibly sagging he huffs and pushes himself off me. "Fine. I'll be there in a minute. Be gone." The man outside the door walked away.
He got up and went into the other room. From the sound of it, it was his own bathroom. He came out with a fresh pair of clothing for himself. Plus a pair for me, which was kind of odd considering he didn't want me to leave his bed. "Here I want you to wear this. Your coming with me. Put it on now."
I, as quickly as I could with everything he's done to me, got up off the bed immediately putting on the tight fitting clothes. A white shirt with a 'V' cut line going down to almost the middle of the shirt showing a lot of cleavage. Tight black jean capris with black stiletto shoes. Once they were on he dragged me roughly by the arm out into the conference room. Every now and then I fall due to the ridiculously high heels on these shoes. Luckily he held onto me otherwise I would've face-planted.
He stood at the head of the table shoving me into the chair at the end of it on his right side. I sat there not paying attention to him as he did his speech on the plans to attack their enemies base. I caught the one thing he said about no one being allowed to touch me. After that he started to talk strategy. Before I knew it I was back in his bedroom laying at the headboard curled up in a ball staring off into space not knowing how I got there.
Time passed before the man was back in his room again staring at me before he jumped into the bed with me continuing his torture. He spent the next day or so using me for his sick pleasure. Not knowing how many days passed I grew hungry and extremely exhausted.
He entered the room for the 5th or 6th time that day and walked up to the bed. I sighed knowing what was about to happen again. "Get up." shocked at this I slowly made my way to the end of the bed and stood up next to him wobbling as I went. "Let's go. I need you." He yet again dragged me by my arm. Down the hall we went. Through so many corridors not knowing what was happening around me. Not willing to come out of my blank state for fear of him taking advantage of me again. Staring off into 'La-La Land' helps a lot when you don't want to know what's going on around you.
Finally something I did recognize was the darkness and stench. I held my nose for the most part until we got to where he wanted. I let go of my nose and stared off into space. A whole bunch of muffled noises was all that registered in my mind. Suddenly he brought me up against his chest, scaring the living daylights out of me.
My breathing coming in quick gasps as he has my back against him. He pulled a knife out of it's sheath on his belt and held it to my neck. Raising my head a bit I look off to the side as he held my arms down with one arm. My eyes widened as he pressed down onto it slightly cutting into my neck. I jumped hearing raised voices and closed my eyes willing everything and everyone to go away.
Out of nowhere the knife was removed and I was shoved into the cell. The door closed behind me and the lock clicked. I landed with a thud against the rock floor. I opened my eyes nothing focusing for me even with the light on in the cell.
I pushed myself back against the wall and curled up. "Nikki?" I jumped at hearing a voice so close to me. Chains rattled as I heard it again. "Nikki, look at me." Jumping again I scrambled as far away from the sound as I could only to end up in a corner. Completely scared out of my mind I closed my eyes shut.
The chains rattled again as whoever it was followed me. "Nikki. Come on. Open your eyes. It's Damian. Come on." Curling up even more the man sighed and sat as close as he could to me. "I'm gonna kill him." I heard him mutter to himself.
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-Damian POV-
As Nikki laid there shivering from the cold and curled up in the corner I sit here trying to figure a way out of the mess we are in. The shackles and chains they used on me have proved tough enough to withstand my abnormal strength. Must be new. I wasn't aware they had these. I sat here for the past couple days trying to bust free. The most progress I have gotten was successfully breaking my wrist.
I huffed in frustration banging the back of my head angrily against the wall making my shackles rattle. I sighed once I noticed her jump. It seemed that every little sound would scare her. I don't know what happened to her after hearing her scream when she was first taken away but I know it isn't good. Especially since it's only been about a week and she is already traumatized. I continued to watch her for a while.
After a long period of time I started to feel a little something in the back of my mind. Frowning at the feeling at first. I only grin widely once I realize what it was. I close my eyes and concentrate.
First it seemed as if it was fuzzy and far away. But the more I concentrated the clearer it became. I smile. With my mind I started talking to it. I was wondering when you would decide to contact me. We've been in here for a week. I said teasingly. Not even a second later an annoyed voice spoke back. It's not my fault he got a hold of a massive mind block machine. Logan had fun tearing that up. Where are you located? asked the lady who seemed a little annoyed at my teasing.
I chuckled a bit loudly making Nikki jump. I sighed then closed my eyes again in concentration. We are in the lowest levels of his dungeons. I'm sure you can locate us once you reach this level. Please hurry it up a bit though it's cold down here and Nikki isn't wearing the best of clothes for it. There's something off with her too. You'll figure it out when you get here. I said explaining the situation. A second later getting a response. Ok we are on our way. Hold tight.
I smiled some more knowing that in only a matter of minutes we'll be free. I can't help but wonder where everyone was that my team was able to get into this place without problems.
I want to say something comforting to Nikki but every little noise scared her shitless. I looked down to her to make sure she was still breathing. About to try and reach her again the doors at the far end were busted open causing Nikki to have what looked like a near heart attack but I don't blame her, even I jumped a bit. Being chained to the ground I could only get up on my knees to greet my rescuers.
First to our cell was the woman that had contacted me. "Jean." She looked down to me and smiled as she used the keys she grabbed off the wall to unlock the door. "Ian." Successfully unlocking the door, she opened it a little loudly in the quiet room and made her way to me noticing the scared woman in the corner. She took in her appearance. "That poor girl." She said looking a bit sorry for her.
Jean went right to work opening my restraints. Once released I gently made my way over to Nikki. "Jean. Is there a way to make her sleep so she can be picked up? We need to get out of here." Without a word she closed her eyes in concentration. I looked down and saw Nikki's eyes droop closed as her body relaxed.
About to go to her I was stopped by Jean. "Let Arix do it. Your hand is injured." I looked up to Jean then to the man standing impatiently behind her, his worried eyes locked on Nikki. Without a word, Arix dropped down to her lovingly and carefully picked her up. Arix cradled her in his arms as he followed both Jean and I out the door.
With Jean leading the way all four of us made it out to the hall and up all the flights of stairs and through the corridors. Occasionally being joined with random X-Team members keeping watch on certain levels. Finally reaching the exit everyone circling around Arix, Nikki and I. We push through the doors making our way down the steps through the yard and to the gates. Looking back only briefly I smile knowing how royally pissed off the Major would be at losing his prisoners. We all continued running until we made our way to the get away vehicles. Some being motorcycles. Others being random vehicles of their own choice. I, along with Arix holding Nikki, hopped into a large black armored Hummer with Jean driving. Once inside we all took off back to headquarters.