A/N Forgive me father, for I have sinned. I am sorry for everything in this chapter. Kayla didn't go on the mission to Quarac since Robin needed lead the Team. So instead I sent her on a mission in space. Again, sorry for this chapter. I love-hate this chapter. I love it because I think it's a good chapter. I hate it because some really fucked up shit happens here. I felt kinda disgusted and creeped out writing this. Kinda like when you see a really old man flirting with someone who is most likely underage. That kind of disgust.
Shout out to mantale3 for adding GLFLFI (Green Lantern From Lah: Facts and Information, just rolls of the tongue, doesn't it) to their favorites.
WARNING: This chapter contains sex slavery, slavery, slave trading, creepy old man, dirty stuff and ATTEMPTED RAPE. I have marked where the attempted rape begins, because this chapter contains some stuff that you need to know for later chapters. When you see a word in BOLD then you will know that the attempted rape scene begins. Look for the next word in BOLD and you will know when it ends.
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Green Lantern Ship
November 21st, unknown time
"I'm going to what?!" "She's going to what?!" Hal and I exclaimed when Guy started explaining his plan.
"No need to be so loud," he told us. I scowled at him. "Like I was saying. Kai'Lah is going to let herself be captured by the pirates, they will then sell her as a slave and she will be bought by Miyayo-"
"How do you even know that will happen? I could be killed or be bought by someone else," I interrupted him. He glared at me.
"None of that will happen. These Space Pirates have been selling to Miyayo for years. And one of my sources told me that Miyayo is a collector of… sexslaves-"
"No, no, no. No way in Daej am I going to let myself become a sexslave!" I shouted.
"Just listen to me! Miyayo and you won't fuck, okay? We will get in there before that happens. We just need documenting that he actually does buy slaves illegally-"
"Isn't all slave trading illegal?" I asked.
"For fuck's sake! Stop interrupting me. And for your information, slave trading isn't illegal everywhere. If the slave comes from a planet where it is legal to buy and own a slave and if the owner of the slave also comes from a planet where it is legal to buy and own a slave than it is legal, you should know this. The problem is that Miyayo comes from Yemaya, where it is legal to buy a slave. So far he has managed to avoid capture by only openly buying slaves legally. But we suspect that he is buying them illegally. So we must catch him doing it and finalizing the trade. That's where you come in," Guy explained.
"He's going to buy me on the blackmarket so we can catch him. I come from both Lah and Earth. That's double illegal."
"Exactly, and you're a Ki'Lah, they're super rare on the blackmarket, because only an idiot would try to catch one," Guy said.
"But wouldn't the Space Pirates be suspicious over the fact that they easily managed to catch one?" Hal asked.
"Not if they aren't the one doing the catching. You and I will sell her to them, incognito of course," Guy replied.
"And I'm small for a Ki'Lah, if I act like it, they'll think I'm a weakling," I added.
"So, you're in?" Guy asked us. I sighed.
"For every second those people touch me with their filthy hands I will punch you. But I'm in," I told him.
"Fine, but Kayla's not getting hurt," Hal said. Guy smiled at us.
"Perfect, and I've got the perfect costumes…"
Space Pirate Ship
November 21st, time unknown
One of these days I was going to punch Guy. Right now we were on a Space Pirate Ship undercover. Hal and Guy were dressed in robes with hoods that covered every part of them, so you couldn't see who they were or which species they were. I, on the other hand, was wearing one of my white Lahian dresses that had been dirtied and was torn in some places. How Guy got his hands on one of my dresses was something I never wanted to find out. My right hand was covered in a bandaged, hiding my ring. I also had a collar with a chain. Hal was holding the chain in one hand, making me feel like a dog. I don't think collars were one of my kinks. I also wore a microphone hidden as necklace.
"What happened to the girly's hand?" one of the pirates asked. He was the only one who were talking to us. All the other pirates just watched us.
"Huh? Oh, that? She got a lil' bruised when we captured 'er," Hal explained, putting on an accent that I couldn't place.
"Lemme see if she's a good one," the pirate told us, walked towards us and grabbed the chain tied to my collar. He tugged it harshly, forcing my head down. I let out a little whimper, playing scared.
"Hmm, she looks nice…" he muttered. He was touching my hair. "Good quality on the hair." Then he inspected my face. I did my best to look as scared as possible.
"She's a pretty one ain't she?" Guy said and I wanted to punch him so he would shut up. The pirate touched my lips with his thumb, and placed the rest of his hand under my chin, lifting up my face. Kaldur had done this action a million times, but now it just felt dirty and wrong. Like he was violating me.
"Oh she is definitely a good one. Shorter than normal, that's good. Our customer doesn't want 'em to tall. But she is a little lacking when it comes to the titties," the pirate said, his hand going over my chest as if to feel them. The tears that spilled from my eyes weren't faked. But I wasn't scared, I was a Green Lantern for Lah's sake. But I was angry, really fucking angry. All I could think about was the poor girls and boys he had done the exact same thing too and how scared they must have felt.
"She's a Ki'Lah. They're not exactly known for being curvy," Guy told them. The man let me go.
"Hmm, you're right. But I wonder if the rumours about them being tight is true, our customer prefer 'em untouched," he murmured.
"Maybe we should try her out!" one of the other pirates said.
"Hell no! We need her pure, we'll get a higher price. She is pure, right?" the pirate asked.
"We haven' touched 'er," Hal told him. The pirate looked thoughtful. The he lifted up my face, almost lovingly, and asked me.
"You haven't been a dirty girl, right? You're an innocent and pure one I bet," he murmured. I felt disgusted and flinched.
"N-no, s-sir," I whispered, looking down trying to look innocent.
"Hah! Did ya hear that, called me sir!" the pirate said laughing. "Oh, you are a good one, little girl. Miyayo is going to love you. Bring her to her cell boys. We'll start discussing prices." Two men appeared and took me away. They lead me into a room with lots of cells filled with people. They all looked either sad, angry or hopeless.
I was thrown in with another girl and they looked the door. I groaned and sat up. I looked at the girl. She was pretty, she looked calmer than anyone else. But she looked like she had accepted her fate and given up hope. She had orange skin, black hair and blue eyes like mine. A Tamaranean, if I were to guess.
"You're being sold to Miyayo too?" she asked, her voice was soft and reminded me of tinkling bells.
"How did you know?" I asked, dropping the fake fear and trying to sound confident.
"Because, this is the Miyayo cage. It says so on the outside," she explained calmly. I hadn't noticed a sign or anything telling me that this was the Miyayo cage. But I had also been thrown in, leaving me little time to look for one.
"Oh, what's your name?" I asked.
"I'm Marar'i from Tamaran, and you?"
"I'm Kai'Lah Ki'In from Lah," I told her. "Do you know when Miyayo will be getting here?"
"Tomorrow. But I wouldn't be looking forward to it if I were you," she told me. I nodded and didn't ask anymore questions, and neither did she. We sat in silence until they brought us our food.
"Eat up, this is your last meal on this ship," the pirate muttered. He gave us two small bowls of porridge. We ate in silence. I wasn't feeling that hungry at the moment, but Marar'i ate like she was starving and maybe she was. If they had only given her one small porridge a day then she must be starving. I handed my half eaten porridge to her.
"Here, I'm not hungry," I told her. She gave me a distrustful look before quickly grabbing my bowl and eating it. She had even worse table manners than Wally, but i couldn't blame her. She was starved.
I curled up in the corner. I felt cold, even though the ring protected me against it and I knew it was just in my mind. I wonder what the team was going right now? Kaldur mentioned going on a mission with Aquaman against Black Manta. I hoped that mission was more fun than this.
I hoped the Team hadn't received any missions. With both me and Kaldur gone on missions they would have no leader, there was always Robin. He would probably be excited, but I felt like he was still too young. It would burden him to much.
I started to drift off to sleep.
I woke up to loud voices. I opened my heavy eyelids and stretched a little. Sleeping on the hard floor of a cell was nothing I recommended.
"You managed to get a Ki'Lah!" I looked up to se Miyayo. He was so fat that he reminded me of Jabba the Hutt. He had mud colored skin, no hair and a large nose. Guess that was why he always bought sexslaves, no sensible man or woman would ever sleep with this man, even if they got paid.
"Yes, Mr. Miyayo. She is a fine specimen. Her skin is the perfect shade of purple and she is very healthy," the pirate that was guiding him said with a sleazy voice.
"Let me take a closer look," Miyayo demanded. I shrunk back a little. Everything about this man disgusted me.
"You heard the man," the pirate told me. I stood up and took short, nervous steps towards them. Look scared. Make it believable.
"Oh, look at her, she's a pure one. Not related to those ugly fucks they call white martians," Miyayo commented. I shuddered at the mentions of white martians. I had no problem with green and red martians. They had helped us, after all, even if they didn't want to. But white martians? They are the closest things to monsters if you ask me.
"She'll be a nice addition to your collection," the pirate told him.
"Yes she will be," Miyayo murmured, stroking my cheek. I shuddered in disgust. "Oh, don't worry little doll, Miyayo will treat you quite nicely." I didn't like what he was hinting at.
"We'll bring them to your ship," the pirate offered. Miyayo nodded, letting go off me.
"Just hand them over to my bodyguard, he'll know what to do with them," Miyayo told him. "I'll go talk to your boss in the meantime." The pirate opened the cage and grabbed Marar'i's and my chains, dragging us away. He was walking at a fast pace and while I could keep up with him, Marar'i couldn't. She tripped over her own feet while she was dragged by her neck. I grabbed her arm and helped her keep up. She mumbled a quick 'thank you'.
"Here ya go, ya brute," the pirate said, practically throwing us towards the large bodyguard. The bodyguard catched our chains, causing us to choke. He dragged us up using our chains. I quickly got to my feet and helped Marar'i to hers. I took a couple of deep breaths. My throat hurt from being tugged at so much.
The bodyguard started dragging us by the chains into a room, he practically threw me in before walking away with Marar'i. I was glad that Ki'Lahs didn't bruise easily. If I had been human my skin would've been covered in bruises by now.
The room was small with only a fancy large bed and a walk-in-closet. I checked under the bed, the space was too small to crawl under. The bedsheets were made out of a silk like material. I did not want to think about what Miyayo was planning to do to me on that bed.
I checked the closet, and then closed it again. Oh no, I am not wearing any of that shit. Nope, nope, nope, nope. I opened the door again and climbed in and called Guy.
"Get your asses over here," I hissed. Guy raised his eyebrow at me.
"We're on our way. We'll be there in an hour," he told me calmly.
"I don't have an hour! Hurry the fuck up!" I hissed, ending the call. I rewrapped the bandage around my arm. I had been lucky with my timing because Miyayo shouted for me in three seconds later.
"Baby doll?" I shuddered at the nickname.
"I-I'm in here, sir," I said, opening the closet door and walking out, closing it behind me. Miyayo gave me a sleazy smile.
"Already getting used to the clothes?" he asked, walking closer. I took a step backwards and hit the closet door. Dammit. Miyayo was way too close for my liking.
"I can't wait to see what you'll wear at lunch Baby doll," he gave me a dirty smile, his hand resting on my waist. I shuddered.
"O-oh," I whispered. Miyayo's smile widened. He kissed my lips, it was quick, but I still felt like puking.
"Five minutes, wear something… nice," Miyayo told me. "I might play with you first." He walked out. I felt weak at my knees. Not in the way Kaldur left me weak in the knees after kissing me. No. I felt disgusted and like worms were crawling under my skin. I slid down the door and hugged my knees. Why did I agree with this? Oh Lah, forgive me. I stood up and walked into the closet. There was a mirror on the wall and I saw tears running down my cheeks. I brushed them away and picked a random outfit and changed into it.
I looked at the mirror. It was practically underwear. It also reminded me of Princess Leia's bikini. It had a similar design with a black bra and black panties with a piece of dark red, silky fabric that hung down to my ankles. I felt extremely exposed, but I didn't have time to change. The lunch would start soon and I did not want to know how Miyayo punished tardiness.
I entered the small dining room to see that Miyayo and Marar'i were already seated. Marar'i was dressed in a black bra and panties with black stockings. I felt a little better about how I was dressed. Better, not good.
"Baby doll, I believe you've met my other toy?" Miyayo asked, looked way too proud of himself. I nodded, my face somber.
"Don't look so sad Baby doll, daddy is going to play with you soon," Miyayo cooed. I suppressed a shudder. Of course a man like him would have a daddy kink.
Miyayo talked a lot during the lunch. He talked about what he would do to our bodies and made Marar'i burst into tears. I couldn't eat much. Each of his words made me feel like puking. But a part of me was happy that he was talking so much. It meant that this lunch would take longer and there would be less time for him to… do stuff to me before Hal and Guy arrived. I started fantasizing about Hal and Guy arriving and castrating this man. Because if they didn't, I would.
The lunch ended quicker than I would have like. I looked at the clock at the wall. Good, the lunch had lasted 45 minutes due to Miyayo's excessive talking and eating. And it had gone five minutes between my conversation with Guy and the lunch. Only ten minutes until they arrived. I just had to stall Miyayo long enough.
"C'mon Baby doll, daddy is going to show you a really good time," Miyayo said, giving me a dirty smile and offering his hand. I was happy that I hadn't eaten much recently, because if I had, I would have puked all over Miyayo.
I accepted Miyayo's hand and let him lead me towards his bedroom. I tripped a lot to drag out the time. But Hal and Guy still hadn't arrived.
My heart started pounding when Miyayo opened the door. I was shaking and the room was spinning. Oh Lah. Please Hal, please show up.
MIYAYO pressed his dirty mouth against my neck and I felt sick. No. No. No, don't touch me! His hands were fumbling, trying to push of my clothes.
I started fighting him, thanking Lah for my natural strength. I managed to get him off me and run to the door. But he grabbed the fabric the hung from my panties and threw me onto the bed. Miyayo was stronger than I though. And faster. He was upon me in seconds, using his weight to push me into the mattress.
He's crushing me! I tried to fight and hit him, probably leaving a few bruises, but he didn't budge. I started crying, hot tears running down my face.
"Stop fighting!" He ripped off the bra. My arms covered my chest. He was about to take of my panties when HAL barged through the door and I thanked every god I could think of, even Earth gods.
Hal's furios face scared me a little. But I knew it wasn't directed at me. I collected myself while Hal beat up Miyayo, even punching Miyayo with his own fists. I unwrapped my bandage and put on my Green Lantern suit.
Hal had managed to knock out Miyayo and was about to carry him away.
"Wait," I said. Hal listened and stepped away. I aimed a kick towards Miyayo's genitals and I kicked him, hard. So hard he would be considered lucky if he could ever get up again. Unfortunately he was knocked unconscious so he couldn't feel the pain.
"Are you alright?" Hal asked as he carried Miyayo with the help of a birdcage.
"It could have been worse," I replied. Knowing it wasn't an answer.
"I'm sorry for letting it happen," Hal whispered.
"I-it's okay, I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think I couldn't handle it."
"No one can handle that shit, Kayla," Hal hissed at me. "Please, just talk to someone about this. It doesn't have to be me if you don't want to, but I'm here for you, I'll always be here for you." I nodded.
"I just want to go home," I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes.
"We'll get home soon, I promise," Hal said, hugging me.
Mount Justice
November 24th, 19:14 EST
"Kayla, you're back! How was your mission?" M'gann asked when I entered the kitchen. Kaldur greeted me with a kiss. I tried to stop from flinching, but that didn't happen. He frowned at my response
"It was… fine. I heard you also went on a mission and saved an entire country," I said, shifting the attention away from me.
"Uh-huh, Robin did great as a leader," M'gann replied.
"I'm sure he did. Hopefully not too great, I don't want to give up my position as leader up just yet," I commented, playfully. It was easy to slip back and act as if nothing happened.
"Well, I better get going. Superboy needs help with the bike," M'gann said, flying away with a tray of cookies, leaving Kaldur and I all alone.
"Is everything alright, Kayla?" Kaldur asked, taking a step closer, placing one hand on my waist. I flinched against my will.
"Of course, why wouldn't it be?" I couldn't even fool myself.
"Kayla, I'm here for you. Please talk to me," Kaldur pleaded. I couldn't.
"I'm sorry, Kaldur. I just…"
"What happened on that mission?" Kaldur asked, his voice was calm and soothing. He pulled me into a hug.
"Please don't cry Kayla," Kaldur pleaded. Am I crying? The knowledge that I was crying only made me sob harder.
"I-I'm so-sorry," I sobbed. Kaldur hushed me.
"It is not your fault," Kaldur reassured me. My sobbing started to stop and I soon ran out of tears.
"I'm sorr-"
"It's okay. I'm sorry for pushing you, but I am worried about you," Kaldur told me. I nodded.
"Can we please talk in private?" I asked. Anyone could walk into our conversation if we stayed in the kitchen. Kaldur nodded and lead me to his room at the cave where I explained everything.
"Kayla, are you alright?" Kaldur asked me once I was finished. I was shocked at the look on his face. I guess I had never seen Kaldur truly furious.
"I'll be alright. I just… I guess I know how they feel now. How helpless you feel," I whispered. I didn't feel dirty anymore after taking the longest hot shower in history and scrubbing my skin raw.
"Are you sure?" Kaldur asked. I nodded.
"I'm not… this isn't…" I took a deep breath. "I was scared when it happened. I felt helpless, like I'm unable to defend myself and I try to tell myself that that thought is wrong. But I can't help myself. I've never felt this helpless before." Kaldur grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes.
"Kayla, you're allowed to feel helpless sometimes. Some things are out of our control. But just because you feel helpless, doesn't mean that you are helpless. In pure power, you are one of the strongest members of the Team and you are a good leader," Kaldur reminded me. I nodded, wiping away a couple tears.
"Kaldur, can you please sleep with me," I pleaded. Kaldur's eyes widened.
"Kayla I won't do such a thing with you after what you just went through," he told me. I was confused for a second, but I realized.
"What? No, not in that way. Just sleeping, at my place," I told him. Kaldur chuckled.
"Oh, you must excuse me for jumping to conclusions," Kaldur apologized. "I'm just going to get some sleeping clothes and then we can go to your home."
A/N I'm sorry again. I hope I did a good job of Kayla reacting to it. There will be later stuff about this. I read a little about how rape victims react and then took away the symptoms that wouldn't apply to Kayla because of the scenario. She won't feel pain and she won't feel as dirty, because there was only an attempted rape. So she mostly felt shocked and helpless. This really challanges the T rating on this story. But do not fear. The next chapter is Thanksgiving and really light hearted.