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Rated: R -- Language, abuse and attempted rape.
CHAPTER 7 -- NEW LIFE / LIVING HELL
As Rogue sat in her prison, she was unaware what had transpired on the outside and how her life out there had ended. She had been kept virtually in the dark. She had been kept drugged, even after she had tried not to eat or drink. The only person she saw was Mystique, who brought her meals. After that she was alone. Alone with her thoughts, fear, and anger. She had tried to escape once and was quickly subdued by the collar. When she was awake, she still planned her escape.
She reflected on one particular incident a couple of nights ago. She was in a drug-induced nightmare and was awakened abruptly by Mystique. She didn't move or say anything. Mystique pressed that damned remote to the collar. (The first thing I'm going to do when I get out of this is to cram that damned remote down her throat! thought Rogue) Rogue was shocked into wakefulness. She fell to the floor in agony.
When the pain subsided, Rogue was on the verge of unconsciousness but she was aware enough to see Mystique come up to her with a grin on her face. She felt her grab the chain that held her precious dog tags and tear them from around her neck. Rogue tried to lift her hand to stop Mystique but she was too weak from this latest attack and the drugs. Tears of anger and frustration came to the surface but she pushed them back.
"I will be damned if I let that blue bitch see me cry and beg." Thought Rogue.
That's my girl. Show them what we are made of. But most of all survive, by whatever means. We'll get out of this yet. the Logan in her head said.
Like hell you will. She is mine! said the Magneto in there. He was pushed back again. He was fading but not fast enough.
Mystique just laughed and closed the door. Rogue made her way back to her cot. The morning was coming soon and she did not know what to expect. She would have to be prepared for anything. She knew that she must survive, to be strong, in case her friends came for her. She knew full well Logan wasn't even at the mansion, they didn't know where he was. And if they had been able to contact him, they didn't know where to look for her. She knew she was being shielded from any outside search.
Logan, please find me. I need you. I love you.
This was her final thought as her eyes closed and she gave into fatigue and exhaustion.
She was rudely awakened the next morning by a swift kick in the ribs. As she gasped, trying to breathe, she shook her head to get her bearings.
Mystique stood above Rogue with a smug look on her face. Along with her was Tremor.
Mystique threw a sweat suit to Rogue. "Well girl, guess what? Your retraining starts today. Put these on and be quick about it. I will be back in 5 minutes and you had better be changed or……" She pushed the button softly and Rogue withered in pain, but it was short. Mystique laughed and walked out the door, Tremor made no such move to leave.
"Get out of here you bastard!" Rogue said as strongly as she could, which was surprisingly strong, considering what she had been through in such a short time. "I will not do anything with you in here!"
Tremor walked over to Rogue, picked her up by the throat and held her against the wall.
"I don't think you have a choice sweetheart. It's either you do it by yourself or I will help you. Believe me, it will be more fun for me than for you." His breath smelled foul to Rogue as his mouth came closer to her face. "Too bad the Wolverine don't know where you are or if your even alive for that matter. I would love to see his face as I take what is his."
Rogue didn't know where this beast knew her precious Logan from, but she didn't care. She didn't even think about any consequences but acted on instinct. She brought her knee up with all her strength and connected with Tremor's crotch. He left out a groan and doubled over in pain releasing Rogue in the process.
Rogue struggled to her feet and started to run for the door. She was almost there when she felt the pain. This time it was unbelievably harsh. She could not breathe. She fell to the floor withering in agony. Where the hell did he get that? This is it, I'm going to die. she thought. But it was not to be.
"You bitch! I'm going to teach you to try that again. Now I'm going to show you who is boss!" He reached for Rogue and pulled her hair, bending her head back. He took part of his shirt and put in over her face. He kissed her brutally, not caring if she could breathe or not. She gagged at such an intrusion and bit down. He howled and tasted blood from where she had bit him. He slapped hard across the face that she saw stars. She flew into the wall, hitting it hard. She lay there glaring at him. "I told you not to touch me, that I would rather be dead!"
He put on the gloves that he carried with him and grabbed her by the arm. His hold was painful as his claws bit into her tender flesh, even through the gloves. He drew blood from her arms. He tore at her uniform, tearing what was left off her. Rogue fought him with all her strength. She would not give in without a fight.
"Oh God, he's going to rape me!" she thought. "Help me! Please help me!" She screamed. This just made him laugh even more. He kept hitting her.
Logan, Help Me!!!! She cried out in her mind.
Tremor had torn the rest of her uniform off of her by force in between hitting her. She had nothing on but her bra and panties. She continued to fight him. "Get away from me! What will your master think? He didn't want the merchandise damaged!" She tried taunting him, to get his mind in another directions. But it enraged him even more.
"No one is my master, you slut! I'll teach you who is master here."
"No, No!" She had started crying, not even realizing it. This wasn't the way sex should be, it should be tender and with someone you really loved. Not by force, not like this. Oh Logan! she thought.
He had pushed her to the cot and was pawing her roughly. She could feel his hands all over her, in areas that no man had touched her before. "I'm going to use you and then I will taunt this Wolverine of yours. That I had you, I will tell him all the pleasure I got from you. I will show him who's the better man!" He was about to complete his rape of her when he was pulled roughly from her and thrown against the far wall.
Rogue looked between swollen eyes to see that Sabretooth had pulled Tremor from her. He growled at Tremor, warning him not to come any further. Mystique came into the room. She was very angry.
Rogue curled up in a ball, trying to cover herself and to protect herself as much as she could from any further abuse.
"I told you not to harm her, yet. You need to obey your orders. She is of no use to us damaged or dead. Not yet. Now get your ass out of here. You were promised her, but after we were through with her, not before."
Sabretooth took a look at Rogue with something akin to sympathy. He grabbed Tremor and hauled him out of the room. As he was leaving, Tremor said to Rogue, "I will have you my dear and you will beg me for death!"
Mystique threw the clothes at Rogue without as much as a glance. "Now get dressed, you have caused enough trouble already. We are ready for you."
Rogue picked up the clothes and covered herself. She could already see the cuts and bruises on her body from the attack. She also didn't need a mirror to see what her face looked like. She followed Mystique obediently out the door. She didn't want to feel the pain again. She had to conserve her strength. She was going to get out of here. This last attack proved she needed to get out and soon. She also had to find away to let her friends know where she was.
Mystique took her into another dark room with a chair in the middle. A screen was on the far wall.
"Sit down." Mystique said in a voice that commanded no disobedience.
Rogue had no choice but to comply, for now. She was going to show this blue bitch a thing or two. Just let the collar come off, she would suck her personality dry and enjoy every minute of it. When she had sat down, Mystique strapped her arms and legs down. She also strapped her head to a board on the back of the chair, so that she couldn't move at all.
Rogue struggled against her bindings but they were tight.
"We have a little something for you to see my dear. Afterwards you will finally understand that you are ours now, completely."
Rogue looked at the screen. The lights went down. At first the slides and pictures were shown. They showed all that had happened, from the explosion to 'her' funeral. She tried to close her eyes but she was rewarded with a flash of pain from the collar.
"We don't want you to miss a minute of this informative movie would we my dear?" Mystique said.
"I don't believe you. This has to be a lie. My friends would never believe I was dead!"
When the pictures were done, they ran the tape. As she watched the tape it all finally hit home. She saw Logan go into 'her' burial place. She heard him confess his love. She saw his heartbreak and tears. Her heart was breaking also. All the time they had wasted denying their true feelings and now they may never know a life together. Silent tears ran down her face.
Oh my love, that's not me. Please Logan. she thought.
As she watched this, she realized that there would be no help from the outside. They all thought she was dead. Magneto had planned this all too well.
Please Logan, I'm not dead!!!, Please my love, help me! Hear Me! She screamed in her mind hoping that someone might hear her.
All she heard was the sound from the tape and Mystique soft laughter. As the tape played out she saw Logan place the rose on the coffin and walk off.
I'M ALIVE, GOD LOGAN, I'M ALIVE!!! She cried again wholeheartedly in her mind. She was alone, utterly alone.
This was to be her new life. Her living hell……………
TBC
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