AN: As I have been told, the 5 months passed quickly. Let me reassure everyone that within the next few chapters you will hear everything that happened. So you are not left out in the dark. I did it purposely. I find that the memories of an incident or dreams help with the character development and how they view everything, from that moment on. So... it will b told, as always in Duo's POV. Be warned though. I won't go into graphic detail about his rape. Anywho...on with the next chapter...

Rating PG-13 for mention of rape, violence and language.

Part XI: Hauntings

"Scream for me... I know it hurts... come on... don't make this more painful..."

Pain.

"Bitch... you killed my friends and family!... I am gonna make you feel my pain... first I am gonna break almost every bone in your beautiful body, then I am gonna rape you until you lose consciousness... lets start with your arms... 'CRACK'"

White blinding pain.

" This wasn't your first time was it? Pity... I would love to have stolen your virginity... but my god never knew you were gonna bleed that much... oh well... Hey Jim, come on... he's lubed up with his own blood and my semen... he'll be nice and slick..."

Blood.

The red headed OZ soldier said nothing. He's friend held me up, while I was punched. Rib after broken rib... even after they took my shirt off and admired their handy work, as the blue and black bruises took shape across my chest, they still kicked my upper torso for a good hour before I finally fell into the darkness.

Bruises.

" Treize! You need to tell the other's to be less violent... Last week it was 5 broken ribs, this week two fractured wrists, 7 broken ribs and a dislocated jaw! I know it he your... toy... but take better care of him damn it..."

Broken bones.

"So what your telling me Randy, is he wont to a damn thing to us?"

"Now a damn thing. He's so damn tight though..."

"Hey... how bout we bring in the dogs? They might a bite in the action too!"

"Good idea... starve em' for a few days then send em' loose in here! That should prove to be some entertainment"

Limp body.

"Damn he's so god damn tight... Bill, how big is yours?"

"7 long, 2 wide."

"Come over here and stretch this tight hole... it would do this kid some good."

Stretching.

"You're a pretty little thing you know? Too bad we have too do this to you... would have been so much more fun if you were struggling... oh well... at least I can tell the team back home I got a piece of gundam ass huh? Such a shame... not man should be this pretty and such a tease..."

Lust filled eyes.

"We're gonna have to move him."

"Why"

"The gundam's are gonna bomb here tomorrow. Treize wants to keep him longer... you know how he is."

"Alright, but you gotta put in the box. He's too bloody for my taste. And make sure to lock the lid. To coffin wont stay shut if you don't!"

Shattered dreams.

"Duo my dear... you been here not even a month and still you refuse to talk to me... what a shame... what came we do to hear that sweet little voice once again? Hmm? Don't tell me, you are doing this because of the mission? Dear boy, the mission has failed, and we really don't want any information from you. Besides it seems that the others seem the Miss Relena is more important, I believe they arrived on Earth just yesterday... so it seems you will be spending quite a bit more time with me and everyone here... so just give it up..."

Forgotten hope.

"What's wrong with this faggot? Why won't he scream? He is suppose to be our bitch, and its just not the same if he is quiet why I ram into his ass relentlessly and he doesn't even whimper!"

"Maybe he likes it."

"Got a point there... you like it pretty boy? Like us raping you over and over again, always making sure you bleed and bruise? Huh that they way you like it?"

" Hmm maybe he thinks his friends will come and save him still?"

"They will have nothing to do with you even if they do. Knowing that you didn't struggle against us... A shame really... You have a girl friend? Boy friend? They wont want a slut whose been used. You're too stained to ever be loved by anyone else..."

Cruel words.

"What's with your long hair? You a cross dresser in your off time? Put on a good show I bet. Maybe we should just cut it off. Strand by strand maybe? Would that make you speak then? Hmm? Will see..."

"Naw don't do that... let's just kill him."

"How?"

"We slit one wrist and get a good portion of the army in here. Rape him one last time why he slowly bleeds to death... you know die having the memory of being raped and tortured. Complete pain.

Empty threats.

'Its quiet... so quiet... I don't get that much now... its so relaxing... where are they? ... God Heero... Wufei... Quatre... Trowa... do you really think I am dead?... please come get me... it hurts... so much... its unbearable...'

Silence.

Grunting.

Pushing... pulling... pushing... pulling... release

Stench of sweat and sex.

Hate filled eyes.

Over and over again...

I shot up painfully, screaming. Sweat drenched my skin and clothes stuck to me. My face was burning up and my vision was blurred with fresh tears. I felt and heard Heero get out of bed and come to my side, however before he could touch me I was out of my bed, and huddle in the corner next to my bed, trembling. I stared at him, with wide violet eyes filled with pain and fear. He tried to advance towards me again, but before he could take two steps I was screaming.

"STAY AWAY!"

"...Duo..."

"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! DON'T TOUCH ME!"

"Calm down Duo"

"What going on?"

"He just woke up screaming, I tried to comfort him but he just scrambled into the corner."

"Duo?"

By now I had stopped listening to them though, I held them in my sigh, just incase they might want to try and come closer. My mind has long since faded away, into a babbling voice, as I rocked back and forth slowly.

"I'm dirty. I'm dirty. I'm dirty. It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault. No one loves a slut. No one loves a slut. I'm dirty. It's my fault no one loves a slut. I'm dirty. It's my fau-

"DUO! Stop it! Its not your fault damn it!"

"Ye...yes it is." I whispered as exhaustion once again took over, and I fell forward on to the cold bedroom floor, alone, and crying.