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SAILOR MOON: DEVASTATION
CHAPTER FOUR

By Doctor-T

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Meanwhile, down by the riverbank, things were not going as planned for 'Cream Man' Oda and his three partners in crime. The six minute journey there had gone smoothly enough, as had parking their van in an inconspicuous spot next to a badly-lit access way that led to the riverbank walkway. It was when all four men had lugged Minako's limp body to the other end of the entranceway that their problem had begun.

The burly yakuza stared out of his shadowy hiding place and cursed silently to himself. Approaching along the open, well-illuminated, paved walkway was a large party of about ten mixed couples, out for a romantic evening stroll above the grassed riverbank.

"Damn the luck," he hissed to the other three tattooed men who were supporting the motionless frame of Makoto. "What bad timing! We'll never toss her into the river with that lot hanging around out there. And there's a couple more people on the grass bank, too!"

"So what do you want us to do with her?" one of the other yakuza asked him. "She's getting heavy, and we can't hang around here all night."

Just then, what felt suspiciously like a raindrop splashed against his left cheek. Looking up at the sky, 'Cream Man' saw black clouds beginning to roll in high overhead, the swirling mass starting to obscure the bright light of the full moon. That cinched it, as far as he was concerned.

"Just dump her right here, I suppose," he decided sourly. "On top of this cold wind, it looks like it's going to rain after all! This is a good enough spot to leave her, and it's far enough away from the bar to divert any suspicion away from us. Besides-!" He raised up Makoto's limp head by her ponytail and stared at her pale, motionless face. "She's finished anyway. Come on, drop her and let's get the hell outta here before we're noticed!"

Quickly the men lowered Makoto against the left-side wall, where she slumped down to the concrete and rolled over in a limp heap. Just as the yakuza melted back into the shadows and quickly moved off back the way that they had come, one of the members of the walking party noticed the sprawled out black shape lying on the pavement just inside the access way, crumpled next to the concrete wall. After staring in shock for a moment as he recognised what it was, the man ran over and knelt next to Makoto's prone form. Raising his head, he called out urgently to his staring companions.

"Hey, we've got a seriously-injured girl over here!"

"Somebody call an ambulance!"

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Half an hour later, two small, furry figures sat watching the hive of activity outside the 'Happy Hour' Bar from the safety of a handy tree branch. Artemis and Luna were not very happy with the situation at all – first they and Rei had arrived back at the street corner to discover that Makoto wasn't there. Even worse, Artemis could not remember having seen neither hide nor hair of Minako at all at the time of his chance meeting with Makoto.

After waiting a fruitless five minutes for the tardy pair to show up, the three had moved on to their destination. And now that the trio had finally arrived outside the yakuza bar, it was only to find a large number of police cars and uniformed officers milling around on the street directly beside the main entrance to the building! Something had obviously happened there in their absence, but the presence of the police precluded them from surreptitiously entering the building to find out exactly what. Rei had volunteered to go and learn what she could from the two policemen guarding the main doors, while the two cats had climbed up onto the tree branch to keep an eye on their surroundings, just in case the two missing sailor scouts should by chance make an appearance.

"And I'm telling you, Luna, that when I ran into Makoto on my way back to the Hikawa shrine, she was by herself," Artemis insisted firmly to the sceptical-looking Luna. "There was no sign of Minako there at all, and Makoto didn't tell me where she had gone!"

"If that's so, then what happened to her? She didn't just vanish into thin air. And if something had happened to her, Makoto would have told you, wouldn't she?"

"Maybe they had to split up for some reason?" Artemis pointed out. "Maybe after I told Makoto where the man who raped Usagi was, she took off to confront him alone, leaving Minako behind, and got into more trouble than she could handle?"

"After I specifically told them to stay together? Oh, those stupid girls! I know that Makoto's a hothead, but Minako should've known better. She was Sailor V, after all," Luna burst out in exasperation. "Doesn't anybody here remember their training?"

"You're right, Luna," Artemis replied with a scowl. "If they both absolutely had to go charging off without us, I hope they both had the sense to transform into Sailor Scouts first! And when they reached the bar, if one had arrived before the other, she should have waited for the other to arrive, or for us! Then they go in together, not singly, and overawe the crowd inside into handing over the culprit without a fight. That way, they or we could've then handed him over to the police, and it would've all been over with no harm done."

"Always assuming that they did come here, singly or together, in the first place, and that is what in fact, did happen? Frankly, Sherlock Whiskers, I have my doubts…!"

"Yes, Luna, I am, after all, only speculating as to what might have happened," he sighed. "Have you come up with a better scenario?"

"No. Well, we can't do a thing now, with all of these police cars outside the building," Luna stated unhappily. "But why, exactly, are they here?"

"Gee, could it be because they're giving away free beer and doughnuts tonight?" Artemis remarked sarcastically. "Why do you think they're here, genius?"

"Maybe you were right all along, Artemis? Now that I've had time to observe the scene, I've changed my mind. I'll bet you my bottom dollar that all these police officers are here because of something that those two hotheads of ours did inside that bar!"

"We won't know that for sure, Luna, until Rei gets back from asking the police over there what they know. Ah, look, here she comes now!"

"Sorry, guys, the police don't know much, either, just that someone heard an explosion and a gunshot and the sound of a fight inside the bar," Rei reported to them, once she had arrived back under the tree. "That person called the police, and here they are. The cops are questioning a few people, but the culprits seem to have gotten away. They wouldn't let me inside the bar, but I couldn't see any sign of Mako-chan or Minako-chan from where I was standing by the front door."

"Are the cops going to search the whole building?" Artemis asked.

"No, they can't. Not without a search warrant, or else it's not legal," Rei replied, a sour look on her face. "And they're not letting anyone in or out of the 'Happy Hour' Bar until they've finished their investigations, either. I know, because I tried to get in by saying that I was a part-time bar employee on my way in to do my shift. They didn't buy it, and told me to go home."

"Drat the luck!" Luna cursed. "So we don't even know for sure whether the girls were here or not, and the man you saw who hurt Usagi is probably long gone from here by now, too."

"I'd say so, Luna," Artemis sighed. "With all of these policemen here, the last thing he'd want to do is hang around and maybe get questioned…"

"Well, we can't hang around here all night, either, especially since it looks like it's going to rain. Maybe we'd best all get back to the Hikawa Shrine?" Luna suggested. "Don't forget that Ami's there looking after Usagi and Chibiusa all by herself at the moment. Besides, as I said, we don't really know for sure that Minako and Makoto were even here, and with our communicators still down, we can't check up on their location, now, anyway."

"Good point, Luna," Artemis conceded. "Maybe they left here before we arrived and are trailing the so-called 'man' who hurt Usagi somewhere else? It'd be best if we did get back to the Hikawa Shrine so we'll be there, ready and waiting, if they do manage to make contact, or go back there looking for our help?"

"Good thinking, Artemis. Okay, let's go."

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The room that now served as Minako's prison was small and its furnishings sparse, with only the bed, a dresser, a washbasin and mirror and a small, built in wardrobe. There was no window, but interestingly enough, a toilet cubicle and a small shower unit had been built side-by-side into the far left hand corner, beside the washbasin. Stacked next to it were a pile of towels and a box of soap.

Minako now had no illusions about just what was going to happen to her in that room. She had known from a young age that she was very beautiful and that men desired her. And also that some men were perfectly willing to help themselves to her – whether she wanted them to or not…

She closed her eyes and fervently prayed that her friends would come for her in time…!

Unfortunately for Minako, her prayers were not to be granted.

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Not long after Artemis, Luna and Rei had departed the scene, a small shape moved along in the shadows of the alley beside the bar. A pool of light streaming from an uncovered window momentarily illuminated the scampering shape of Diana, still out searching for her father.

"I'm sure that he came this way," she told herself. "I managed to trace his scent all the way to here, but all of these smells in here make it difficult to pick him out…whoops! I almost cut my nose on that piece of broken glass!"

Stepping backwards, Diana stared with distaste at the broken pieces of windowpane that lay shattered at her feet, then up at the jagged glass still clinging to the remaining edges of the window frame high above her.

"Well? What could have happened here, I wonder…? Wait! What's that I can see over there in that pile of rubbish?"

Bouncing across the alley, Diana pulled the very familiar looking object by its attached ribbon out of the heaped up pile of junk and stared at it in astonished recognition.

That's Sailor Moon's locket! But how did it get here? I'd better take it with me, somehow…?

With a bit of effort, Diana finally managed to get the ribbon's loop up under where the top of her left front leg joined with her body, and then she wrapped the rest of the ribbon twice around her own body, leaving the locket hanging down safely from the top of her back. With the position that it was in, she found out that the object didn't restrict her movement to any great extent at all. Nor was it too heavy, which was a relief!

"Wow, Usagi and the others are going to be glad that I found this," Diana purred to herself. "I'd best hurry up and get it back to the shrine…!"

Continuing on down the alley towards where it fed out onto a larger street, the small, grey kitten heard the pitter-patter of raindrops beginning to fall on the roof of the buildings above her. Then the downpour began to get heavier, forcing her to seek shelter against the more sheltered right side wall of the access way. Cold water soon began to flow down the spouting of the buildings into the open drains on either side of the alley, from there to pour down through the metal-grilled gutters into the stormwater system that ran under the nearby street up ahead of her.

It was just unfortunate that a car turned into the alley just as Diana was about to exit it. Jumping backwards with the shock of its sudden appearance in a blaze of light, the small kitten fell down the gap between the kerb and one of the steel grills, to splash with a loud 'plop' into the water rapidly filling the stormwater drain below the street! Struggling mightily, the tiny kitten finally managed to haul both herself and the locket out of the fortunately still shallow, but freezing torrent, up onto the safety of a brick ledge that paralleled the drain. There, she crouched shivering, cold but safe.

But, Diana realised, she was also now trapped. And unless she could find a way out, she could be down there for a long, long time…!

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About one hour later, the frightened Minako heard voices and footsteps approaching along the hallway. The voices stopped just outside the room, and then the door abruptly opened, letting in a flood of light and a small crowd of yakuza, including the same three hoodlums whom had overpowered her outside. Some of the men were craning forward on tiptoes and shoving each other in their eagerness to drool over her naked beauty. Them and one other, whom she didn't recognise from her capture, but he did look somewhat familiar…?

"Well, here she is, the other girl that we caught snooping around outside here while you were disposing of the body of the first one who almost wrecked the bar. Luckily the cops didn't have a warrant to search the building, although I doubt they would've found her, anyway. And with those showers of rain outside, they all left early." He gestured towards the bed. "Now, didn't I tell you that she was well worth the wait?"

"Hot damn!!" the stranger gasped out, excitement and lust almost overwhelming his thick voice as he stared at the stripped and bound golden-haired schoolgirl on the bed with avaricious eyes. "You sure know how to pick 'em! She's a total, absolute babe!" He looked back at the first speaker, and added, "So what is this, Christmas? This is the third total Honey that I've run into tonight."

"Run into is right," 'Nampa' Konno agreed. "So how's your eye and jaw, now?"

"Hurts like hell." 'Cream Man' scratched at the swelling on his jaw, then added ruefully, "It's just a shame that I lost my temper and shot that pony tailed bitch in the head downstairs – I could have had a piece of her, too! Never mind – two outta three isn't bad. Must be my lucky day…!"

"Or night?" 'Nampa' Konno added with a grin. "I remember you telling me about that other blonde piece of fluff you grabbed in the alley a few hours ago. Some people have all the luck!"

"Yeah. Ha, ha! So what's the rules with this one?"

"Okay, we can all do what we want with her, but no hitting – we don't want that pretty face damaged! And we all gotta use rubbers, for obvious reasons. And no longer than half an hour each – and that includes showering afterwards!"

"All right, fair enough. Take a hike, you guys. I won the draw so I've got first dibs on her. You can all toss up to see who's next after I've broken her little blonde pussy in properly for you."

At his suggestive words, a shudder wracked Minako's body and an icy hand seemed to clutch her heart as she lay back and closed her eyes in terrified resignation. She knew what was coming next, and she also knew that there was nothing that she could possibly do to prevent it. What had happened to poor Usagi was also about to happen to her – and by the same piece of scum, too! And what was that about a pony-tailed girl getting shot? Could it have been…? Mako-chan?!

If only - if only! - She could still change into Sailor Venus this very minute! But her Henshin stick had been lost, knocked from her grasp by the sudden ambush in the darkness outside in the alley, and she had been overwhelmed so suddenly that there had been no chance at all of recovering it again. Fool that she was, if she had only transformed earlier, she would have gone through her ambushers like the proverbial dose of salts. Instead, because of her own stupidity, she was now laying there, bound, naked and helpless, about to be used and abused by her gloating, lust-filled captors.

Minako took a deep shuddering breath and steeled her will. So be it. Even though she had never told a soul apart from Artemis about it, this very thing had happened to her not once but twice before in places far away, once when she was much younger, and once when she had been Sailor V in England. Having experienced rape before had in certain ways made her mentally stronger – stronger certainly than Usagi had been – and more prepared to face her coming ordeal.

Minako also drew some small consolation from the fact that her hands wouldn't always be tied like this, either – sooner or later the boot would be on the other foot. Minako knew that she would have her revenge – for both herself and Usagi – in spades when that time came! But until then, she would just have to endure once again the terror, pain and the humiliation of having her body being used and enjoyed by despicable, low-life criminals…

"Only my body is here, not my mind," Minako repeated silently to herself, squeezing her eyes tighter together in an effort to stop her involuntary tears. "Only my body. I'm fifteen, happy – oh, so happy with my friends around me! – and far, far away…"

Despite her stoicism, the beautiful blonde teenager couldn't hold back a gasp of misery as the winner of the cruel lottery slid in between her long, shapely legs and mounted her gorgeous, naked, shivering body.

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'Cream Man' was exhausted, but also totally astonished at the same time. The beautiful golden blonde girl with the red ribbon in her hair had kept him going for far longer than he would have though was humanly possible. Every time that he had thought that he was totally spent, that she had drained him of every drop, the sight of her blonde perfection had roused him to lust again. Four times he had taken her in that one session, in only twenty minutes!

Now at last he rose up totally sated from her sprawled out, perfect body, groaning as he dragged himself across the floor and into the shower. Already the next man in the queue was banging loudly on the door, demanding to know when he was going to be finished so that he could have his turn.

"Curse those others," 'Cream Man' told himself, scrubbing down his heavily tattooed body with the bar of soap. "I could have quite easily spent the whole night in here with this hottie schoolgirl! And if I only could've had that long haired blonde girl from earlier in here with me and her at the same time…? Oh, man, what a pair of babes! I would've been happy even if I had died afterwards of exhaustion, with them both there with me in that bed!"

As her ravisher cleaned himself under the hot water, Minako slowly opened one crystal blue eye and stared at the steam arising from the running shower. Oh, how she wished that it was her under there this very second, cleansing every last trace of him off her body…!

Oh, thank god that they all are at least using condoms with me!

"Well that's one down, Minako," she whispered to herself bitterly. "Only a million to go!" A single tear trickled down from the corner of her eye before she shut it again and rolled over into a ball.

"All right, all right, keep your hair on!" 'Cream Man' yelled out, hurrying to the door as soon as he had dried off and gotten his pants back on again. "I'm finished!"

"About time," the next man grumbled as he was let into the room. "So how was she?"

"I could have stayed in here with her all night. And you're going to feel exactly the same way," 'Cream Man' replied truthfully, putting his shirt back on as he talked. "And she's still got plenty left, too – even after that session that I just put her through."

"Great!" the man answered, already half out of his clothes and busily unwrapping a rubber. "Now, amscray! I got some serious tension to get rid of!"

"Hey, where's the end of the line?" 'Cream Man' laughed as he headed for the door. "I don't mind waiting in line for another crack at her."

"You'll be waiting a long time!" his replacement warned him as he rolled Minako over onto her smooth stomach and then climbed on top of her. "There's so many guys waiting in line for her out there, you'll need to take the bus to get to the other end! Grab another drink or three at the bar while you wait, that's my advice. See ya when I get back from heaven!"

It was well after four o'clock the next morning when the last of the Yakuza had finished having his way with her. And, true to his word, 'Cream Man' had come back for a second helping – as did not a few of the others. But finally, it was all over – for the time being, at least.

After the last grinning man was finally through with her, he and one other guard had untied Minako's hands, half dragged-half carried her to the shower, and given her a good wash – that last being the most welcome event of the whole night. They had also let her use the toilet cubicle while they tossed some new blankets onto the bed to replace the dirty ones she had been lying on throughout her ordeal. Then they had securely chained her hands with handcuffs back to the steel frame headboard of the bed, before departing and locking the door firmly behind them.

Only then, when she was finally alone, did poor Minako give way to her tears. While the yakuza had been busy enjoying her body, she had refused to give the men the satisfaction of seeing her cry. Minako had not been a virgin for quite a long time now – she had previously dated a number of eager suitors and boyfriends, and had never considered or expected such relationships with cute guys to be purely plutonic. She had even had a couple of all-night sessions with one guy of whom she had been particularly fond. But tonight, her cruel captors had come very, very close in the end to breaking her. Even a girl whom had been named after the goddess of love could only endure so much abuse.