Here start the rape scenes. I hope I kept it soft enough but, yeah, I ain't proud of that one. Y.
I didn't know how much time it took for me to fall asleep in such an ominous place. I wanted to be as far as possible from the Reapers and now, I was in one ! Was it capable of reading my feeble organic mind ? Soon, it won't need to coerce me into anything, since I was probably going to become indoctrinated, just like Saren and Benezia were. I would tell him everything and it would crush John Shepard and Garrus like the bugs they were to his two kilometres long arse. But I finally did fell asleep. Probably out of exhaustion. I found some dark humour at the indoctrinated Asari commandos reduced to child care, feeding me nutrient paste with plastic spoons and undressing me to plunge me in a pool of transparent goo whose smell and texture felt like this product all my girl friends and relatives back home used to clean their hands at all times and didn't need rinsing.
I had never bothered with it and definitely stopped even considering using it sometimes that weren't an emergency when I learned it also killed beneficial bacteria. I only used it once, when I changed a diaper during a very long baby-sitting session. I didn't like excrements at all. Ben was always asking 'Do you fucking eat toilet paper ? You're not even going there that often !'. The answer being as simple as that : I loathed body waste of any origin, even sometimes sweat. If I ever was to be lost without a drink, this phobia would prevent me from drinking urine and I would die. I didn't go near the cat box unless I absolutely had to and used gloves and a face mask that we had bought when we painted the bedroom a light shade of blue back when I was with Ben.
Thinking about blue made my brain dream for a moment of a place where I wasn't naked, bathing in my own piss and shit, bound to a chair. I even laughed all alone at the sight of Garrus' with a bushy blue moustache holding me in his arms and dancing like we did in clubs since that fateful night, when we had sex together for the first time.
I was awoken but a sharp pain in my groin and I screamed. Tears leaked out of my eyes and Saren once again inflicted his ugly face on me.
"Come on, Eliza." he said. "It doesn't hurt that bad after it started."
When I was in the hospital, all those years ago and watched the Presidium, I thought that I was in a nightmare.
This... This was Hell.
"Do you know what happened, yesterday ?" he said.
He sounded calm, but his sub vocals said 'furious and crazy'.
"Commander John Shepard, your humanity's beloved Spectre blew up my facilities on Noveria... I had so much unfinished projects in there... And he killed my rachni queen. MY RACHNI QUEEN ?!" he yelled onto my face.
My throat constricted once again. Saren had started to burn with blue flames.
"Do you realise how much time it took to retrieve the egg ? Do you REALISE ?! No you don't..."
He was rabid, raving at less than a centimetre of my face, his eyes mad. I braced myself for another aggression.
"He killed Benezia and her commandos too. He had your little boyfriend with him and an asari bitch. Heard it was Benezia's pureblood daughter..."
I started to find breathing hard. What was he doing with this tube into me ?
He was right, it had stopped to hurt much more as a finger constantly pressed against my inner thigh. I felt one end of the tube scratch my pubis from the inside, but it wasn't near as painful as fully declared good old mensies.
"What is it for ?" I asked, trying to make my voice sound firm but definitely failing to do so.
Saren took a few steps towards me, his plates looking into an invisible horizon and his posture relaxing. I almost wanted to hear "It's a warm summer evening in Ancient Greece." Yes, humour made me keep sane until that day.
"I have a friend... His name is Sovereign and he is our infinitely greater..."
'Here it comes', I thought. Sovereign didn't seem like the patient type of dude. Fear was a constant friend now. Its name made me shudder, though.
"When I exposed my theory to him about you being the perfect human..."
"To turian standards..." I added sarcastically. I regretted immediately those words as I was sure that they triggered it.
I screamed as the tube suddenly seemed to leak fire in my groin.
"Then he proposed me a little experiment involving you... To replace the rachni warriors your little boyfriend made..."
He removed his armour piece by piece, starting with the chest plate and I immediately started to trash around at the sight of his metallic exoskeleton slowly being bared just in front of my eyes in the dim light of the Reaper.
"Non... Non... Putain, NON !" I muttered in desperation.
I was too tightly bound. I only opened large gashes in my leg were the tube was inserted and pouring its magic into me. Into my very feminine and private part. I already felt violated by a sentient spaceship seeking extermination of every space faring race. Was I to be raped by its minion too ?
"What... Why are you doing that ?" I managed to ask in a stutter heavily weighted by a stress induced French accent.
"Sovereign is willing to let us live, Eliza." Saren said in a low purr. "As much as I hate humans... I may have to agree with Pallin and Vakarian. You are attractive to us, because we are so much alike... Sovereign will simply make it possible, make sure that your genetic traits aren't lost in the human mud..."
I had wondered what would have happened to me during my time on Sovereign. Becoming a brood mother for Reaper creations was the least I thought would come true. Becoming Saren's plaything became the least of my problems, now. Birthing abominations was another matter entirely, one that made my head spin and bile rise to the back of my throat. I let out a high pitched shrill that I thought should hurt Saren's eardrums and it did. His hands flew to the sides of his fringe as he shrieked in fury. When I didn't have it any more in me to hold on the note and had to breathe in, he punched me in the stomach, not letting me suck the air in. My tongue had barely healed and the cut reopened under the force of the shock. I almost choked on the blood flow.
Saren was now as naked as a turian could be, his plates shining under the dim red glow of the lights Sovereign had provided his organic minions. At first, I was relieved when I saw that his pubic plates hadn't fully shifted to accommodate him, but he closed his eyes and let his tongue out of his mouth to smell and taste the air. He looked like a guy masturbating to the girl of his dreams. Except that he wasn't using his hands.
He was using me.
As he pounded into my limp body and thrust his fingers in my mouth to wet them with my blood and taste it, I thought of Ben and Garrus. And I held my tears. I will kill Saren Arterius.