Tranforming the Ditz
WARNING: SEXUAL HINTS AND SLIGHTLY GRAPHIC DETAILS INSIDE! READ AT YOUR OWN
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Author's note: Hey there everyone! I've started the next chapter of Serena's training! Thank you Damia, Waterangel, I recognized you both as reviewers from my previous chapters! I'm so glad that I've kept some of my old reviewers! This chapter is dedicated to you two and my other reviewers!
Disclaimers: Do I own SM or GW? No I don't ::sigh:: I wish I did though, does that count?
Recap:
"Let the training begin!!" J's insane cackles carried to deaf ears, as Serena was hauled, once again, out of the room.
Chapter 13:
Serena gasped angrily as she was stuffed into another room, similar to the first room she'd been placed in during day one of training. She swallowed, feeling scared, but not seeing any tools of torture, she relaxed slightly. 'What are they going to do to me?' She thought frightened. Instead of Lokre, another man appeared, this one was far more burly and muscular; his eyes were a jade green with black as coal hair that hung limply of his shoulder, moist from either a bath or sweat, the latter seemed more likely.
Serena was pushed down so that she was on her knees, looking up at the new man, her eyes wide with complete and utter fear. He looked down at her and grinned, "Doc tells me that I don't have to watch you at all, I can go as far as I want. That means that you'll be getting intense training darling!" His voice sent trails of cold sweat down Serena's back, her trembling now was visible, and caused much laughter from some of the others in the room. "Get up!" He kicked her violently, sending the small girl crying backwards, hitting the floor brutally. She was couging and coughing, and couldn't catch her breath. He walked to her, and pulled her up by her hair, snarling low in his throat.
"Oh, you'll get up when I tell you to, wench!" He tossed her aside as if she were a rag doll, sending her spinning into a wall. Serena opened her eyes with much difficulty, slumped against the wall, unable to get up. Her hands were shaking as she layed there, 'I can't get up, will you stop torturing me?' She thought angrily, too weak now to speak. He stepped towards her, the clicking of boots on the tile floor sent shivers down Serena's back. Here the young man, knelt down snarling at her, "There are many ways to get you to fight back wench, it's not all that pretty either." He took her by her shirt, causing Serena to gasp, and start to pull away instinctively.
Jade eyes laughed at her, as he hoisted her up into the air, then still holding her shirt he tossed her aside, causing the shirt to rip in half, leaving Serena with barely a shirt over her right side. The sudden cold that flew through her at the speed of light got Serena to her feet, trying in vain to cover herself, tears streaming down her cheeks. A flash of coal black hair to her right side, sent Serena scurrying in the opposite direction, only to run right into him, his hands gripped tightly on her shoulders, "Princess are you running? Mmm, did you know that to be a princess one has to be pure of body and mind?" His tone is a cold purr, eyes dancing with mischief.
Serena pulled away, anger flashing through her, giving her strength. "Do not touch me! You ECCHI!" She screamed clenching her fist. The man laughed, and punched her viciously in the cheek, cutting her wail off, and sending her to the floor in a crumbled heap. Serena had been hit too hard and was unconscious, her limp arms flung back, her tattered fuku hoisted high on her thighs. Her hair was loose and dirty flying every which where. The young man, Colby as he was known smirked as he let his gaze wander down her; 'I'm not to violate her, but make her feel as though she'd been violated. That's my job!' He thought, to imprint the note in his mind. He snorted slightly, and then knelt down picking up Serena easily. He laughed slightly as he walked her into an adjoining room. A table graced the left side of the room and on the other side were various tools of horrendous usage.
Colby laughed as he set her down, and then took a heating comb type devise from the table, it was hot enough to hurt her, but not enough to burn. With a dark smirk he stripped her down and laid the hot comb against her, leaving it enough to cause her to cry out. With light movements he switched devises, cutting and bruising her all over. He even punched her stomach lightly, smirking at her twisting and groaning. She had opened her eyes halfway through the process but with a hard blow to her head she was rendered unconscious again.
Colby laughed, watching the black and blue that stretched her body, then picked her up still naked and walked her into another room occupied solely by males. He dumped her unceremoniously on the floor, her crumbled and bleeding state disgusted many of them, who looked away, others walked over to check her pulse, feeling sorry for the younger girl. Among the ones in the room was the same boy with messy fudge brown hair, and dark Prussian colored eyes. He watched coldly at the others helping Serena, no one spoke in the room dead silence reigned.
Serena didn't move, her body was still trying to recover from the battering, but the physical abuse was too much to save the princess from; she'd be bruised for as long as black and blue and green stayed. The soldier with cold Prussian eyes was as naked as Serena, but he'd gone through another process, which was far more taxing on him. He couldn't sit, blood flowing from various wounds on his body, he found he couldn't even walk properly on his right leg, and the pain he was feeling in his stomach was amazing. 'I've lived through worst.' He thought coolly, not caring much since he'd gone through this a lot in his years being with J.
"HEERO YUY!" A voice called out from the opposite end of the room, Heero walked to the man who shouted it and was rewarded with a swift clap over the head, "Answer me, don't approach!" He didn't say anything again, and was kicked once in the stomach, sending him to his one good knee; unable to continue this battle of the wills, Heero choked out, "Yes sir." His voice was weak with pain and hurt; a telltale sign of the emotion, physical and mental pain that he lived through.
The man grinned visciously, kicking him again for good measure. Then hauled Heero to his feet and dragged him into the same room that Serena had first been initiated in. He too was tied to the wall, and given smelling salts stuffed in his nose to keep the young man up. Lokre was once again called out, an evil smirk on his face. "Welcome back, Heero Yuy." He snarled, picking up a whip, he cracked in the air, watching the stoic and calm expression on Yuy's face. He laughed, and sent the whip cracking out at him; a long lash of red soon appeared on his body, bleeding down his already soiled body.
The whip cracked another 49 times, Heero's yells were echoed off the walls for the those few lashes, the hoarse sound sent chills through all the warriors. Heero Yuy was tough, never screaming in pain, the only times he did was when Lokre had him, and even those times were highly dangerous for the young man. Quatre and Duo sat in their cots, able to hear all the screams in the rooms by them, from Serena's screaming of anguish and fear, to Heero's yells of pain. Duo shook his head, and Qautre closed his eyes in pain, "Please let them end his session early." He mummured.
Heero continued to wail as he was sliced over and over with a searing hot knife, his voice was beyond hoarse, but still he yelled. At the end of a 2 and ½ hour session, longer by a ½ hour, Heero Yuy was unconscious. The blood trailing down his body was quickly stopped, and bandages were applied to the life-threatening wounds. He was then deposited back in the cot room with Serena, both of them naked, bleeding and unconscious. The remaining few soldiers were taken out one by one, but they were not replaced in the room with Serena and Heero, they were led back to their cots. ~~Author's note~~
I'm so sorry for taking so long with this chapter! I just wasn't in the writing mood, and if anyone noticed this isn't my best chapter . Unforutunatley, I didn't find the inspiration to go into great detail with the crimes, and not to mention that this will remain a rather 'clean' R- Rated fic with just hints at any sexual activities. It's just meant to be a dark fic, based on how Serena was turned perfect, the ending I think will be a total cliff hanger, where author's can take up the fic. yea. I think so. Tell me what you think!
R/R
Author's note: Hey there everyone! I've started the next chapter of Serena's training! Thank you Damia, Waterangel, I recognized you both as reviewers from my previous chapters! I'm so glad that I've kept some of my old reviewers! This chapter is dedicated to you two and my other reviewers!
Disclaimers: Do I own SM or GW? No I don't ::sigh:: I wish I did though, does that count?
Recap:
"Let the training begin!!" J's insane cackles carried to deaf ears, as Serena was hauled, once again, out of the room.
Chapter 13:
Serena gasped angrily as she was stuffed into another room, similar to the first room she'd been placed in during day one of training. She swallowed, feeling scared, but not seeing any tools of torture, she relaxed slightly. 'What are they going to do to me?' She thought frightened. Instead of Lokre, another man appeared, this one was far more burly and muscular; his eyes were a jade green with black as coal hair that hung limply of his shoulder, moist from either a bath or sweat, the latter seemed more likely.
Serena was pushed down so that she was on her knees, looking up at the new man, her eyes wide with complete and utter fear. He looked down at her and grinned, "Doc tells me that I don't have to watch you at all, I can go as far as I want. That means that you'll be getting intense training darling!" His voice sent trails of cold sweat down Serena's back, her trembling now was visible, and caused much laughter from some of the others in the room. "Get up!" He kicked her violently, sending the small girl crying backwards, hitting the floor brutally. She was couging and coughing, and couldn't catch her breath. He walked to her, and pulled her up by her hair, snarling low in his throat.
"Oh, you'll get up when I tell you to, wench!" He tossed her aside as if she were a rag doll, sending her spinning into a wall. Serena opened her eyes with much difficulty, slumped against the wall, unable to get up. Her hands were shaking as she layed there, 'I can't get up, will you stop torturing me?' She thought angrily, too weak now to speak. He stepped towards her, the clicking of boots on the tile floor sent shivers down Serena's back. Here the young man, knelt down snarling at her, "There are many ways to get you to fight back wench, it's not all that pretty either." He took her by her shirt, causing Serena to gasp, and start to pull away instinctively.
Jade eyes laughed at her, as he hoisted her up into the air, then still holding her shirt he tossed her aside, causing the shirt to rip in half, leaving Serena with barely a shirt over her right side. The sudden cold that flew through her at the speed of light got Serena to her feet, trying in vain to cover herself, tears streaming down her cheeks. A flash of coal black hair to her right side, sent Serena scurrying in the opposite direction, only to run right into him, his hands gripped tightly on her shoulders, "Princess are you running? Mmm, did you know that to be a princess one has to be pure of body and mind?" His tone is a cold purr, eyes dancing with mischief.
Serena pulled away, anger flashing through her, giving her strength. "Do not touch me! You ECCHI!" She screamed clenching her fist. The man laughed, and punched her viciously in the cheek, cutting her wail off, and sending her to the floor in a crumbled heap. Serena had been hit too hard and was unconscious, her limp arms flung back, her tattered fuku hoisted high on her thighs. Her hair was loose and dirty flying every which where. The young man, Colby as he was known smirked as he let his gaze wander down her; 'I'm not to violate her, but make her feel as though she'd been violated. That's my job!' He thought, to imprint the note in his mind. He snorted slightly, and then knelt down picking up Serena easily. He laughed slightly as he walked her into an adjoining room. A table graced the left side of the room and on the other side were various tools of horrendous usage.
Colby laughed as he set her down, and then took a heating comb type devise from the table, it was hot enough to hurt her, but not enough to burn. With a dark smirk he stripped her down and laid the hot comb against her, leaving it enough to cause her to cry out. With light movements he switched devises, cutting and bruising her all over. He even punched her stomach lightly, smirking at her twisting and groaning. She had opened her eyes halfway through the process but with a hard blow to her head she was rendered unconscious again.
Colby laughed, watching the black and blue that stretched her body, then picked her up still naked and walked her into another room occupied solely by males. He dumped her unceremoniously on the floor, her crumbled and bleeding state disgusted many of them, who looked away, others walked over to check her pulse, feeling sorry for the younger girl. Among the ones in the room was the same boy with messy fudge brown hair, and dark Prussian colored eyes. He watched coldly at the others helping Serena, no one spoke in the room dead silence reigned.
Serena didn't move, her body was still trying to recover from the battering, but the physical abuse was too much to save the princess from; she'd be bruised for as long as black and blue and green stayed. The soldier with cold Prussian eyes was as naked as Serena, but he'd gone through another process, which was far more taxing on him. He couldn't sit, blood flowing from various wounds on his body, he found he couldn't even walk properly on his right leg, and the pain he was feeling in his stomach was amazing. 'I've lived through worst.' He thought coolly, not caring much since he'd gone through this a lot in his years being with J.
"HEERO YUY!" A voice called out from the opposite end of the room, Heero walked to the man who shouted it and was rewarded with a swift clap over the head, "Answer me, don't approach!" He didn't say anything again, and was kicked once in the stomach, sending him to his one good knee; unable to continue this battle of the wills, Heero choked out, "Yes sir." His voice was weak with pain and hurt; a telltale sign of the emotion, physical and mental pain that he lived through.
The man grinned visciously, kicking him again for good measure. Then hauled Heero to his feet and dragged him into the same room that Serena had first been initiated in. He too was tied to the wall, and given smelling salts stuffed in his nose to keep the young man up. Lokre was once again called out, an evil smirk on his face. "Welcome back, Heero Yuy." He snarled, picking up a whip, he cracked in the air, watching the stoic and calm expression on Yuy's face. He laughed, and sent the whip cracking out at him; a long lash of red soon appeared on his body, bleeding down his already soiled body.
The whip cracked another 49 times, Heero's yells were echoed off the walls for the those few lashes, the hoarse sound sent chills through all the warriors. Heero Yuy was tough, never screaming in pain, the only times he did was when Lokre had him, and even those times were highly dangerous for the young man. Quatre and Duo sat in their cots, able to hear all the screams in the rooms by them, from Serena's screaming of anguish and fear, to Heero's yells of pain. Duo shook his head, and Qautre closed his eyes in pain, "Please let them end his session early." He mummured.
Heero continued to wail as he was sliced over and over with a searing hot knife, his voice was beyond hoarse, but still he yelled. At the end of a 2 and ½ hour session, longer by a ½ hour, Heero Yuy was unconscious. The blood trailing down his body was quickly stopped, and bandages were applied to the life-threatening wounds. He was then deposited back in the cot room with Serena, both of them naked, bleeding and unconscious. The remaining few soldiers were taken out one by one, but they were not replaced in the room with Serena and Heero, they were led back to their cots. ~~Author's note~~
I'm so sorry for taking so long with this chapter! I just wasn't in the writing mood, and if anyone noticed this isn't my best chapter . Unforutunatley, I didn't find the inspiration to go into great detail with the crimes, and not to mention that this will remain a rather 'clean' R- Rated fic with just hints at any sexual activities. It's just meant to be a dark fic, based on how Serena was turned perfect, the ending I think will be a total cliff hanger, where author's can take up the fic. yea. I think so. Tell me what you think!
R/R