Welcome to the wacky world of what else my imagination can do when I'm not writing about drug and alcohol abuse, sadomasochistic n' homosexual sex, and kidnapping with a bonus of physical assault. We call this the dangerously colorful mind of Icyclear. In their actual story, Maya and Iris are 'chosen' children of gods, I think... Maya has been many things in nearly 6 years... so it made more sense to make them aliens. Also, I promise, this isn't a prequel to 'Bonded By Blood'. I swear it isn't. I just seems like it is.

Again Maya was interrupted by another woman, that time it was Oceane.

"Wow, what happened to you, Kayla?"

"I was out in the back yard where I heard some disturbance. I went over and I was grabbed by three men and taken to a garage. They beat me and raped me. If it wasn't for Maya and Iris, who happened to be around at the time, I would have been killed. They have been taking care of me ever since." Kyle lied.

"I see... Well, uh, I'm Oceane."

"I'm Maya." Maya smiled, "Kayla has told me some nice things about you. Are you two besties?"

"I'd like to think so." Oceane said, looking at Kyle.

Kyle nodded, confirming with Oceane. Maya smiled as she went to the door. She looked back at Kyle and said before leaving, "Don't forget to rest up, Kayla. Iris or I will check up on you in a couple of hours with supper. Hope you enjoy boiled fissssssssh!"

"I hate boiled fish!" Kyle shouted, only to sink her head on the pillow, knowing she was going to eat it anyway.

Oceane sat down by Kyle's feet, "Are you alright, Kayla?"

"Not really. I was beaten and raped. I don't suppose that's something to be alright about, uh?"

"I don't suppose so." Oceane answered.

Then Kyle said something she couldn't keep to herself, as if her mind said it for her, "Despite that, I enjoyed it. I liked it a lot. I must be out of my fucking mind."

Oceane's mouth opened, surprised by what she just heard, "You enjoyed it? That's fucking crazy, Kayla!"

Kyle forced his bottom lip to come up so he could drag is top front teeth over it, "I'm sorry, Oceane, but I guess I have to be honest. I loved it. The forcefullness, the humiliation, and-" Kyle stopped, reading Oceane's facial expression as sheer terror by what she was saying to her, "Please don't tell anyone."

"Who the fuck would believe me?! 'Kayla Broflovski, a 14 year old sadomasochist slut'? That's fucking crazy, Kayla! It's just... I gotta go!" Oceane said as she left the bedroom. Kyle lied there, her face was slightly red, embarrassed that she told Oceane that secret, though at the same time, she felt she admitted it so she, herself, can accept the fact that being vaginally gang raped opened a whole new possibility for her to explore. She fell asleep with images of who she wanted her master to be, dominating her in ways that made her wet.

Kyle was awoken by light shoves a couple of hours later. It was Iris and a tray.

"Dinner I suppose?"

"Sit up there, Kyle. It's a boiled fish stew. It's basically what a stew would be minus the pork. Maya worked really hard on it, especially after having to learn how to cook from your mom. My gawd, she is a domineering woman."

"Tell me about it." Kyle sighed, sitting up like she was told. Iris put the tray on Kyle's lap and she looked at the bowel of food in front of her. She saw finely cut chunks of fish along with celery, carrots, noodles, and broth. She took the spoon and dipped it into the stew, taking some on it, she hesitantly put it to her lips. She opened her mouth enough to let the food spill in. After chewing and swallowing, Kyle was amazed how nice it was, "This is great!"

"I'll let Maya know she did well then. Finish it all. You want to heal don't ya?"

Iris left Kyle to finish the stew. It was more delicious than she thought it would be and liked the surprise bits of potato. Once finished, she put the tray and empty bowel onto the floor. She put her hair into a white scrunchy and went to the mirror. Her face was bruised, her bottom lip was puffy, and she winced at what she saw. She could see the shine of the cooling gel, though she couldn't feel it any longer. She understood why Maya was bandaging her bruises; they must be an eye sore like her face. She heard the door open behind her but didn't look back to see who it was. Tears ran down her cheeks and she didn't want want to face who ever it was to see her cry.

"Kayla?"

Kyle froze, though tears still ran, "E-Eric? Why are you here?"

"Because I heard what happened to you."

She turned to face him and he shivered. Kyle threw her hands over face, "Don't look at me!"

"Who did that to you?"

"Why does it matter?" Kyle asked bitterly, turning her back to him, "Haven't you done the same thing to Kyle? Uhm? Beat him bloody like my attackers did to me."

"I guess... but I wouldn't rape him!"

"That's right. You wouldn't do that. Stick yourself into him and thrust for sheer pleasure."

It was how Kyle said it that made Eric think that Kyle was talking about, "We're not talking about rape are we?"

Kyle took a tissue from the box beside the mirror and carefully wiped her tears, "I dunno. You tell me. We're 14 years old and you'd think we'd became adults. Kids our age are having sex, getting pregnant, doing drugs, drinking alcohol, and all I wanted was to keep my virginity for someone who truly loved me with all his or her heart and I can't even have that. Forget I said anything, Eric. No, you would never rape my cousin, and that's good about you. You may want to kill him, beat him, and yet be his friend because deep down, you care about him, but you would never do to him that happened to me. To call you a decent person seems like an over statement. Soon... I'll surrender and maybe they'll release him. His world would be better off if he was in it; not me taking over it."

Realizing how bad it sounded, she faced him again, "I can't imagine what horrors he's been through, but knowing the cult like I do, they won't kill him; they need him to get me back. Don't worry about me, Eric, I'll be fine."

After Eric had left, Kyle looked out the window and waited to watch Eric return to his own house. She then called for Iris and Maya.

"Have you made your decision, Kyle?" Iris asked.

Kyle nodded slowly, "I can't handle this any longer. Months of being stuck in this body that wasn't truly mine even though it was the one I was born with. I want to be turned back."

"Very well, Kyle. Tomorrow, we can do that." Iris promised.

Maya looked at Kyle and waited for Iris to leave the room so she could go up to her and touch her cheek, "Tell me. Was it because of Eric that you made up your mind?" Kyle nodded without saying a word and Maya closed her eyes, "I had that feeling he would be the one that would make you come to a decision; that's why we allowed him to see you. Get your affairs in order as 'Kayla' and when you are ready tomorrow, we will turn you back."