Started: July 30, 2013

End: July 30, 2013

I am sorry for the late updates, at the beginning I was doing awesome with keeping up but now it's starting to take longer and longer and I am very very sorry for keeping you guys waiting. But you don't know how much it means to me every time I see my story becoming a follow or a favorite, and your reviews always make my day.

Note: Don't own ROTG or any of the original characters but Cupid and this plot are MINE. I don't make money from this story either.

Another short chapter, but at least I finally updated this week :)

She had to get free; had to escape before he came back to finish what he had tried to do to her. Thrashing and pulling against her bonds Cupid clenched her teeth in pain as the rough grains of sand tore into her tender skin on her wrists and caused blood to slowly drip from the wounds. With a quick flick of her wrist she conjured an arrow and with difficulty tried to pierce the rope of sand on her opposite wrist, hoping the tip would be enough to cut through it.

"Please…come on!" snarling in anger as she moved the arrow's body in a sawing movement with the blade of the arrow against the sand and saw that it wasn't doing any damage at all. She didn't have enough power.

Pink orbs flashing in pure hatred and anger Cupid let loose an earth shaking scream as the arrow dissolved in a flutter of blood red rose petals as tears ran down her face. She couldn't be this weak…she just couldn't. She was Cupid…Aphrodite, Prende and many many other names. She had trained with some of the most respected and fearsome warriors and Gods the world had ever known. She had fought alongside with said warriors and Gods against creatures of legends and myths. She fought with Thor and Loki on a number of occasions and Aries had taught her how to survive in the most gruesome of situations.

She. Was. Not. Weak. No…she was not just some love struck deity that so many people believed her to be. She was fuckin' Cupid for Goddess sakes!

She had never felt so much hatred towards a Guardian before, granted Pitch was not a true Guardian as the others were and would never be viewed as such but he was a Guardian in his own way as Nightmares and Darkness was his to command. She had felt anger towards those like her many times, when Loki fell from their family for his own selfish reasons, when Artemis killed a fox she had grown attached to on Earth, and many other times but those anger and resentments had gone away at some point in time. This though…he had violated her! Had practically mouth raped her and then came very close to doing the deed itself.

And so the anger began building in the pit of her stomach…or perhaps that was the bile that threatened to spew from her mouth at the very thought of what nearly happened.

Kicking her legs up and with direct aim, contracted her abdominal muscles to bring her bents legs over her body, her thighs aligned with her stomach, before snapping her legs out straight and striking the headboard with a loud bang as it slammed against the Earth wall. Gritting her teeth as her still injured ankle came in contact with the hard wood she pushed through the pain and repeated the action again and again.

Sweat began dripping down her forehead and mixed in with her tears, her eyes no longer fearful, but empty and hollow as she fought for freedom. Anything was better than to just lay there and wait for his return…if Jack couldn't find her.

'I will not let that man…creature touch me again. I will sooner kill myself and let the world fall into chaos than to allow him to use my body against me. To hurt me. To…humiliate me.'

Closing her eyes as her stomach began to feel the strain of keeping her muscles clenched and her legs beginning to feel like Jell-O Cupid threw one last kick before her legs could do no more at the time, but just as soon as she closed her eyes, she opened them when a loud crack ran through the air.

The eerie glow in her eyes quickly went away as she looked at the large crack that was in the center of the headboard, the spider legs spreading out far and she just knew it in her gut that a few more hits like the last one and it was bound to break.

Taking a deep breath she once again clenched her muscles, ignoring the way they protested against her and went to attack once again.

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"Sheila?"

Screaming in alarm and dropping her legs from their position, wild crazed eyes zeroed in on the voice before recognition set it. And when it did it caused more tears to gather in her eyes as she took in her savior.

"Bunnymund!"

Green eyes took in her appearance and he couldn't stop his mouth from falling opened at the state she was in. He knew Pitch was evil…but this? This was taking it to a whole new level. In a blink of an eye he withdrew one of his boomerangs and with a flick of his wrist sent in flying in the air towards her.

Cupid didn't have time to think before she was suddenly cut free from her bonds, bringing her hands down to her chest while rubbing them, not caring that she was smearing blood all over her arm in the process. Jumping from the bed and taking quick steps towards her savior she faltered for a second when a flash of gold brought her attention to the desk against the wall and the small cylinder lying there innocently; and then without really thinking she snatched it from the surface and ran the rest of the way to Bunny.

Seeing he was about to say something she interrupted by throwing her arms around him and all but cried out, "Get me out of here!"

Immediately grabbing a hold of her, Bunny tapped his foot against the ground and within a few moments the two disappeared from the bedroom.

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