A/N: Another update.

Warning: Dark and sexual themes.

Anette looked into the room.

Elizabeth was there, sleeping soundly in the bed. Her form was curled up under shredded sheets, and it seemed that recently there was a terrible erotic ruckus sometime less than an hour ago. Anette smelled the heavy musk of Ratigan.

God-damn Ratigan. She thought.

As gently as she could, she shook her awake. Elizabeth murmured a bit before opening her eyes wide, her fur raised as she let out a squeak, expecting Ratigan by her side looking for more 'fun' from her. Instead it was the worried eyes of Anette standing over her. Her heart leapt with joy at this.

"Oh thank God…oh…" She spoke. She quickly sat up and covered herself feeling all the happier despite her physical situation.

"We have to hurry. We can escape and get help before Ratigan and the rest come back." Elizabeth took a moment to stare into her dark eyes before registering her words.

"Oh, right! Hand me those clothes!" She spoke quickly. Anette grabbed a pink dress and gave it to her along with a fresh pair of bloomers and undergarments, whereupon Elizabeth quickly put them on and Anette was peeking out the door to see if anyone was coming.

"Where's Ben? Are they escaping?" She asked quietly.

"There tried, but they were captured and are leaving. We'd better go. There's nothing we can do for them now for the moment." Anette replied as Elizabeth got out the bed, and both went out the door.

"You go ahead. I'll be with you in a moment." Anette whispered, Elizabeth nodding, wondering why Anette would turn back. Anette had already left down the hall and entered another room to the right. Shrugging, Elizabeth went to escape.

Anette indeed had just went into the room where previously Basil, Thomas and Dawson were staying.

Sighing, she noticed nothing left behind from Thomas's flight.

I'd better get out of here before…

Unfortunately Ratigan was right behind her and just grabbed her shoulder.

"How convenient…" He purred.

She started, turning her head in horror at the continence of the vile Ratigan above her. Under his arm was a crying distraught Lauren, who was awaiting a horrible fate until Anette was in the picture.

The gypsy mouse bolted into the room, scared almost to death and frightened with the sudden fact he was there, bolted into the corner, watching Ratigan waltz in and locking the door.

He stared at her, the look in his eyes she always knew as trouble. Trouble was what she was going to get. And that, was the horrible fact.

He moved to the bed, dropping Lauren down on the bed as she squeaked and scrambled. He roughly crawled on her, his eyes still fixated upon Anette as he pushed Lauren face first into the bed and his hands were there, holding her down as she started to cry.

Ratigan's breath came in heavy gusts as he inhaled and exhaled. It was obvious the large rat was in lust, but what he was about to do he acted confused. There was a woman beneath him sobbing on the bed, and the other close by watching with horror.

There was true animal written in his face. It seemed he looked incapable to turn back into a normal gentleman. Perhaps he never would.

"Please don't hurt her." Anette whispered. Ratigan had already decided he would deal with the mouse under him as he turned away to start touching Lauren.

"Why not? She's here, she's Basils, and now she's going to be mine." He growled in a deep voice his lips were making their way into Lauren's hair. "Besides, haven't I already had you?"

"No. You've never claimed me." She spoke.

Ratigan paused for a second before he continued attempting to molest Lauren with his hands, pawing at her dress.

Anette watched Lauren whimper and struggle, feeling hands go to places Ratigan had never touched before. Her intimacy was getting violated, with Ratigan nipping her back and her clothes falling into pieces.

"S-stop! P-please…stop…" She begged and pounded the bed with the natural urge to get away. Her eyes, blurry with tears, looked at Anette, motionless. Then a sharp breath of air and a spasm of pleasure stopped her and made her arch, hissing and stifling a moan that she never wanted to escape. Ratigan growled at her reaction, his hand continuing to play with the treasure between her thighs.

"Take me instead Ratigan."

He paused again, snapping a look at Anette. Ratigan never thought that Anette would give up like that. He knew, she was terrified at the thought of him and her…touching…

Ratigan decided, he would break her.

"Well then my dear Gypsy…" He purred and got off Lauren, letting her scramble off the bed. He got up and dragged Lauren by the arm to the door, unlocking it and tossing her outside.

Two rats were there to grab her.

"Take her to Buckingham. We will be there shortly…" He hissed. The guards nodded, taking the traumatized Lauren with them.

He turned after he locked the door, looking at Anette as she walked to the bed, looking at him her eyes. He felt strangely unnerved at the look she gave him. However, the beast of him urged him to ignore that. She was a woman, and she had always been horrible, mean, and disobeying him. And she was never violated by him.

Ratigan lumbered over to her as she moved to the bed. His Gypsy was used to this. Used to laying on a bed, letting her paid customer watch her strip for him. Used to everything…except for the immeasurable evil nature of Professor Ratigan. Now that it wasn't dear young Lauren…he wanted to hurt Anette. He bite, tore, clawed, and attacked her, letting his violence come out with rage. He laughed through their passions, knowing he would further vent his triumph and rage with victory over Basil's death…having his woman…ruling England…marrying he beloved Elizabeth…and making Anette miserable.

Anette was not as miserable as he thought he would make her.

There is something to be said for a woman who has gone through so much specific torture and harm, survives it all, and feels nothing of it. That feeling she feels of physical and mental pain…can make her become someone far greater than she ever thought, and others could think.

Desperation was the key.

A/N: Something came up between me and ForeverACharmedOne…but, I will not quit this story due to those events.

Shoys.