Ryan showed no mercy in dragging her. The rocks and pebbles of the
desert's rough surface bit into her skin and she was beginning to believe
that was exactly what the Jackal wanted. Once she even thought she had been
dragged over a cactus when a sharp pain hit her shoulders and back. She
had given up struggling a few minutes ago for she could tell he wasn't
going to leave her alone.
"Thought you would get away, didn't you, you little whore! How dare you try to run from me!?"
"Put a sock in it, I'm not going to tell you!" Laura was slammed into a rock the size of a basketball.
She didn't notice the ghost turn to straddle her; she was in too much of a daze. The stars and splotches of color didn't disappear for a few moments, but when she did, she noticed the Jackal staring at her breasts like a hunter stalking its prey. Wait a minute. That's exactly what she was, prey! Laura was too engrossed in her own thoughts to notice Ryan lift her straight jacket up over her body to circle around her shoulders.
"You really need to pay attention or else one could do...this." The Jackal flicked Laura's nipple to bring her back to reality with an abrupt jump.
"Get off of me!" Laura smacked him while his hands were busy in ravaging her.
'She's getting rather strong...' Ryan smirked and took her wrists into one hand and pinned them above her head on the rock. He used his other hand to part her thighs and crouch between them. He wouldn't pleasure her this time; he was too pissed off for that. He would rip her open until she bled dry then do it again. At the moment, he was rather pleased she had become a ghost. He had a permanent play thing whenever he couldn't find a new victim. Just the thought of it made his pants feel even tighter than before. He struggled to release himself before he flashed Laura a chaotic grin and plunge violently into her.
"No, stay away!" Laura felt fresh tears sting her eyes.
She couldn't believe this was happening to her again! Where was her angel, she needed him! Tears fell over her cheeks like red gems, smearing the blood on her face with small streaks. Ryan was just pounding into her ruthlessly, his claws digging into her flesh in search of revenge for running from him. The woman-child whimpered and closed her eyes tightly, turning her head to the side and letting him rape her. Whoa, wait..you couldn't rape the willing! Laura's eyes shot open and she glanced up at Ryan, grinning. She began to move against him, evening out his thrusts. The Jackal growled softly and tried to change the rhythm on her, but she caught him anyway.
"Stop that, slut!"
"Stop what?" She forced a smile. "Darling, you can't rape the willing."
The ghost pulled out of the wench and punched her hard in the jaw. That would leave a mark until she healed. He slashed at her body full force, shreds of her flesh fluttering softly as her dead blood gushed past it. Laura shrieked and rolled over onto her back, trying to comfort her wounded front. Ryan just tore into the skin of her back as well. Laura forced herself to inch forward, anything to get away from the searing pain! She cried out now, Ryan's claws digging deeper into her skin than before. As a last resort, Laura kicked back and caught the Jackal in the Solar Plexus. He let go of her instantly in a strangled yelp and Laura phased in and out of view, attempting to get up as she got further away from the psychotic rapist.
"Royce! Royce, please save me!" She cried out as loud as she could.
~*~
Royce's eyes fluttered open and he reached up to touch the back of his head gingerly. Billy was no where in sight, probably hiding while Laura had been stolen away from him. Stupid brat. Royce slowly got up and snatched his bat up, looking the bloody mark that had stained it when it hit him. Ouch.
"Royce! Royce, please save me!" The words were barely audible, but he could still hear them.
"Laura?!"
A scream was heard and Royce took off in the direction from which he heard his woman's voice, holding the bat firmly in one hand. He was gonna beat Ryan like never before.
"Hold on, Laura, I'm comin'!"
When Royce arrived, though what he saw was something he wasn't expecting. A pack of coyotes were all over the woman-child, obviously trying to attack the area where they smelt blood. Bringing his bat up high, Royce began to whack the damned dogs away from her, forcing his way through the semicircle and picking the girl up and tossing her onto his shoulder. The poor thing was unconscious from her blood loss and probably in shock. The Torn Prince wasted no time in getting away from the rabid dogs, intent on helping the woman over his shoulder. Was she going to have a hell of a headache when she woke up!
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Author's Note: Sorry 'bout the short chapter, my ideas are running out once again! I hope you enjoyed this and I really apologize for such short chapters. Thanks for all the great reviews though! See ya next time!
"Thought you would get away, didn't you, you little whore! How dare you try to run from me!?"
"Put a sock in it, I'm not going to tell you!" Laura was slammed into a rock the size of a basketball.
She didn't notice the ghost turn to straddle her; she was in too much of a daze. The stars and splotches of color didn't disappear for a few moments, but when she did, she noticed the Jackal staring at her breasts like a hunter stalking its prey. Wait a minute. That's exactly what she was, prey! Laura was too engrossed in her own thoughts to notice Ryan lift her straight jacket up over her body to circle around her shoulders.
"You really need to pay attention or else one could do...this." The Jackal flicked Laura's nipple to bring her back to reality with an abrupt jump.
"Get off of me!" Laura smacked him while his hands were busy in ravaging her.
'She's getting rather strong...' Ryan smirked and took her wrists into one hand and pinned them above her head on the rock. He used his other hand to part her thighs and crouch between them. He wouldn't pleasure her this time; he was too pissed off for that. He would rip her open until she bled dry then do it again. At the moment, he was rather pleased she had become a ghost. He had a permanent play thing whenever he couldn't find a new victim. Just the thought of it made his pants feel even tighter than before. He struggled to release himself before he flashed Laura a chaotic grin and plunge violently into her.
"No, stay away!" Laura felt fresh tears sting her eyes.
She couldn't believe this was happening to her again! Where was her angel, she needed him! Tears fell over her cheeks like red gems, smearing the blood on her face with small streaks. Ryan was just pounding into her ruthlessly, his claws digging into her flesh in search of revenge for running from him. The woman-child whimpered and closed her eyes tightly, turning her head to the side and letting him rape her. Whoa, wait..you couldn't rape the willing! Laura's eyes shot open and she glanced up at Ryan, grinning. She began to move against him, evening out his thrusts. The Jackal growled softly and tried to change the rhythm on her, but she caught him anyway.
"Stop that, slut!"
"Stop what?" She forced a smile. "Darling, you can't rape the willing."
The ghost pulled out of the wench and punched her hard in the jaw. That would leave a mark until she healed. He slashed at her body full force, shreds of her flesh fluttering softly as her dead blood gushed past it. Laura shrieked and rolled over onto her back, trying to comfort her wounded front. Ryan just tore into the skin of her back as well. Laura forced herself to inch forward, anything to get away from the searing pain! She cried out now, Ryan's claws digging deeper into her skin than before. As a last resort, Laura kicked back and caught the Jackal in the Solar Plexus. He let go of her instantly in a strangled yelp and Laura phased in and out of view, attempting to get up as she got further away from the psychotic rapist.
"Royce! Royce, please save me!" She cried out as loud as she could.
~*~
Royce's eyes fluttered open and he reached up to touch the back of his head gingerly. Billy was no where in sight, probably hiding while Laura had been stolen away from him. Stupid brat. Royce slowly got up and snatched his bat up, looking the bloody mark that had stained it when it hit him. Ouch.
"Royce! Royce, please save me!" The words were barely audible, but he could still hear them.
"Laura?!"
A scream was heard and Royce took off in the direction from which he heard his woman's voice, holding the bat firmly in one hand. He was gonna beat Ryan like never before.
"Hold on, Laura, I'm comin'!"
When Royce arrived, though what he saw was something he wasn't expecting. A pack of coyotes were all over the woman-child, obviously trying to attack the area where they smelt blood. Bringing his bat up high, Royce began to whack the damned dogs away from her, forcing his way through the semicircle and picking the girl up and tossing her onto his shoulder. The poor thing was unconscious from her blood loss and probably in shock. The Torn Prince wasted no time in getting away from the rabid dogs, intent on helping the woman over his shoulder. Was she going to have a hell of a headache when she woke up!
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Author's Note: Sorry 'bout the short chapter, my ideas are running out once again! I hope you enjoyed this and I really apologize for such short chapters. Thanks for all the great reviews though! See ya next time!