"Run." one whispered, his voice sounded like he was daring her. It was then that she understood what what happening. It was a game. She was the cat and those men were the boys that were going to throw things and kick at it til the cat escaped or died. Mulan gulped. This wasn't going to end good.

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Wow, I ended that kinda mean.... how do I finish? There'll be more chaps. Hm.. It will have a different ending. NO FLAMES. I think I might have it figured out. WARNING! IT GETS KINDA SAD

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Mulan didn't have to be told twice. She ran as fast as she could, scrambling to get away. She didn't notice that there was a foot under her until she had hit the ground. The men quickly scambled towards her. They were coming at her with force. She felt a few fists hit her back and felt a pain quickly escape up to her head. She felt her back being brutally bruised. She tried to move but it wasn't happening. She finally felt two arms grab her and drag her back to the middle tent. **They're toying with me** she relized. She wondered how badly they bruised her back, seeing as how that was all they really got a hit at. She didn't even really notice that they were trying her back to the pole until her back was pushed up against the wood and she felt the intense pain running up her spine. She felt a soft kick in her stomach. She smiled to herself. The baby was okay. She stood there feeling good, hearing the men brag about how they helped capture 'THE'Mulan and she felt a little better everytime she noticed the name Mulan get a little more slurred. **they're almost down for the count**

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Back in the woods:

"Wow, those huns really know how to party." one of the men mentioned in awe. Shang walked up and stared from the hill down at the huns.

"Does anyone know why they were screaming and running a minute ago?" All the men shrugged and Shang dismissed it at a hun tradition. "They're almost out, we have to go save Mulan soon." The other men agreed. Shang wished they'd hurry up and pass out. He had a bad feeling.

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Back at the middle tent:

Mulan noticed how the yelling had died down a lot. **They must be going down** she smiled. **Serves them right** She felt someone enter the tent, she opened her eyes. Ken-shi walked closer to her and into the light. He smiled evilly as he approached her.

"You're a brave woman, Mulan." he purred as he traced her jaw line with his finger. Mulan turned her head away from him. He seemed to enjoy seeing Mulan frightened. He put his hand on her stomach and leaned too close to her. Then Mulan felt it. Ken-shi's hand shot away from her stomach, at first a bit puzzled then he smirked. He looked up at her. Mulan bit her lip, maybe he didn't notice. Ken-shi put his hand up to her stomach again.

"Pregnant." he smiled his evil smile. Mulan felt her self mumbling trying to come up with an excuse to hide the fact that she was indeed pregnant. Ken-shi noticed that she was trying to deny it.

In a moment. Mulan saw it all happen slowly. Ken-shi's leg shot out from his side and he round kicked her in the stomach. She felt pain explode from her stomach in all directions. She curled up in a ball as much as she could, pulling against her restraints. Ken-shi laughed.



"Men, untie her. She won't go anywhere." two men walked in from outside the tent and untied Mulan and let her curl up on the floor. Ken-shi and his men left Mulan there, sobbing. Mulan felt emmense pain everywhere and knew what was happening. She closed her eyes. Why should she open them? She felt the darkness comfort her a bit more than the unfamilure tent. She visioned Shang's face when Sai-yen was born. All the emotions he had shown perfectly on his face. Noone of those emotions bad. She could imagine his face when he learns that her plan had backfired.

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Ouch that was kinda sad. I will try to make it happier later. Promise.