Until Dawn: Bound by Fate

Chapter 10 of my Until Dawn story, we enter a particularly dark moment now, be ready. This chapter has been updated, to add in a special ending montage, to which I'd recommend playing the song 'Flaws' by Daughter, to match the mood of the scene, it's the second last section before the end of chapter part, anyway enjoy.

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thedarkpokemaster: Indeed, it's looking pretty bad, well, just wait and see, it's shown here in this chapter, just remember what the other girls have been speaking of and what happened to two others (one of them being Jess' cousin).
Holywoodunderfed: It has indeed and sadly, yes, it will, here we go.

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Until Dawn or its characters.

Episode 1 – Chapter 10

Exiting the party venue from which she had been trying to have a good time, trying to forget her troubles, Emily shook her head, sighing, frustrated and by no means having a good time.

'This was supposed to help; I was supposed to forget...' She thought miserably. 'So much for that, sweet fuck all.'

Still glowering she stalked down the street, not caring it was late at night. Right now she just wanted to be alone. She knew she should be getting home, but that was the last place she wanted to be.

She merely felt more down at that. 'Stuck in the house, with all...them, my family, urgh...'

She was still not over the break-up that had occurred and remained angry. She recalled that time a few days ago where Jess tried to talk to her.

'Bitch kept trying to make stuff up, acting like she...she...' Emily thought furiously.

She knew Jess was right about there being a stalker around; but she was clearly exaggerating the danger about it. Emily had already explained how they were capable of handling themselves. Those other girls, the ones who were caught and subjected to that psycho's twisted games, it was because they were weak, no other possibility. She was actually surprised Jess tried to use that to steer the conversation, rather than just get to the point and start bragging. She knew it had to be Jess that Mike had ditched her for anyway, why wouldn't it be.

Smirking as he observed the approaching girl, the figure clad in black readied himself. She was certainly the best looking one yet, even better than the girl he had captured previously.

'A real beauty she was, spunky, certainly qualified...but too much of a stereotypical cheerleader.' He reflected. 'But you, Emily Davis, are an excellent choice for my art...Beautiful, driven, smart...Hmmm, I think with a little, improvement, you'd be perfect.'

As he thought this he observed Emily's clothing. A pair of black leggings, tight enough to define her curves, a white designer undershirt with designer denim jacket over it and black calf-high boots. In all a very nice look, but he had something else in mind. She was getting closer now and he slipped back, deeper into the shadows, watching carefully, waiting for his moment. As she passed his hiding place he acted, there was no one else about. He grabbed her, dragging her back into the shadows, his hand clamping firmly over her mouth.

"Whht thm-Gmt thm fhgg hff mm!" She screamed furiously.

She struggled trying to prise his hand off her mouth, kicking her legs, but he wouldn't yield.

"Save it, Emily." He hissed. "You will need your strength for my plans."

She froze at that, shocked at him knowing her name. But her struggles soon resumed, just as he raised his other hand and injected her neck with the needle he was carrying.

"Hw, whht…!" She yelped before her struggles began to weaken. "Hhh, Hm-N...nh..."

He smirked as she went limp in his grasp, unconscious. Safely storing away the needle he lifted her up, slinging her over his shoulder and carried her down the alleyway towards his car which was waiting, the trunk open, ready to receive her.

When Emily came to, the first thing she realized was that it was cold. The second was the reason for that, which also led to the third thing.

"WHHT THM FHGG!?" She screamed.

She was cold because she was lying in a strange area, one she couldn't make out clearly due to still feeling hazy from the drugs, clad only in her dark blue lace thong and matching bra. She was also bound and gagged with duct tape, wrapped around her wrists, ankles and thighs, several strips were firmly secured over her mouth and her arms were secured behind her back. She felt her face heat up and no wonder she was blushing, this was humiliating, and scary.

"WHH DND THNF, LMT MM GH!" She screamed, trying to struggle, only able to pull feebly at the tape binding her.

She heard a dark laugh and the same voice from before.

"Ah good, you're awake Emily, now we can begin..." He said.

She tensed, then her anger returned. "WHHT THM-FHGGMR NHH-!"

She was cut short and yelped as there was a loud smacking noise and she felt a stinging pain across her left butt cheek, he had smacked her ass.

"Behave now, or I'll have to give you another dose." He hissed.

"WHHT, NH, PLMHFM NH!" She cried out in a panic. 'Shit this is, this must be the guy...Jess, Jess was right...'

She suddenly felt a wave of something, fear, remorse, she wasn't sure exactly what, only that it wasn't pleasant.

"Now to begin." He was saying.

She wondered what he meant.

She soon got her answer when she heard a distinctive clicking nose, which could only come from a camera, an old fashioned hand-held camera, rather than a phone, but still, a camera.

She panicked at once. "NH, NHH GHN'T!"

She remembered the other girls, they had gone through this, the pictures, she was going to have pictures of herself, bound and gagged in her skimpy underwear shown all over the internet. She be totally ruined, humiliated, everybody who saw her would know.

The man just laughed. "I can, and I am, Emily. Now, enough...let's get this lovely body captured perfectly...Such wonderful curves, cute underwear choice by the way."

Her only response was to moan into her gag as he took his perverted pictures. She was powerless now and she hated it. He kept commenting on her body, her legs, her breasts, even her ass as he moved to take pictures from various angles, always making sure her face was in shot, turning her head when needed. She was still too weak to resist properly.

"This is sure to be a masterpiece, my best art yet." The man was saying. "You should be proud Emily, of all my models so far, you are so much more than the others."

She didn't say anything to that, instead trying to focus. The drug was wearing off, she was starting to see clearly, so she was trying to get a good look at the room she was in.

She never got her chance however, for at that moment, a shadow was over her and she knew it was the guy. He was kneeling next to her.

"Alright Emily, my thanks for the wonderful photoshoot." He said. "Now, it's time for you to be released, but first...you need to sleep."

She tried to struggle, realizing right away what he intended, but it was no use, the needle pricked her neck again and he injected her with whatever drug he had used on her before, used on those other girls. Now she was just like them.

"HW, NH, NH...Nh...!"

Her words faded as her vision did and it was a mercy in her eyes when the blackness finally consumed her.

Within her room, laying on her bed, Ashley glowered as she stared at the wall; still furious, angry at Sam for her betrayal; she couldn't believe Sam had befriended her, simply to use her for her own ends. She snarled as just the memory of it infuriated her. Even the sounds of her parents knocking on the door, attempting to talk to her again didn't change her mood, she remained furious.

Seated on her bed, in her own home, Sam shook her head, still replaying that last meeting she had with Ashley in her mind. She cursed her own foolishness, unable to believe she could have been so stupid as to not explain things properly. Still furious with herself she let out a frustrated groan and, acting purely on emotion, punched her nearby pillow.

Waking up, cold and feeling horribly helpless, Emily realized she was lying on a street somewhere, still in only her underwear. She barely had time to feel embarrassed by that when she heard the shouts and her misery couldn't get worse. Approaching her hurriedly, shocked and horrified by the sight of her like this, Mike, Jess and Matt all knelt next to her, wishing to help her, but having already been instructed to do so, they didn't touch her. Emily's parents and the police also approached her, surrounding her and, in Emily's eyes, this was the worst thing possible.

Unaware of the dramas that were occurring right now, Beth Washington sat down, smoothing her denim shorts as she did so, laughing at something Hannah just said, Josh and Chris sat nearby, also grinning, they continued to talk and pass time together, joking and laughing, happily passing the time together.

Next time, on Bound by Fate

Jess smiled to herself, glad that another day of school was over; casually crossing the road, heading to the nearby coffee shop. She barely had any time to react when she heard the screech of tyres, she turned, eyes wide, to see the car barrelling towards her, with no chance of stopping.

End of chapter, so we reach the end of Episode 1, stay tuned for Episode 2, due for release in May this year, read and review please.