Dark Hand, Dark Heart
Part I
Brenna "Snakelady" Dawkins
A Jackie Chan Adventures Fanfic
Rating: R Disclaimer: Jackie Chan and subsequent characters belong to Jackie Chan and associates. It'd be pretty useless to sue me since I have nothing! I've made no profit nor will see any from this fic.
Summary: Finn contemplates leaving the Dark Hand for good. Chow presses him for a reason why. Rape, yaoi, violence. Not for kiddies! F/V, F/C
"Finn!" The Irish member of the Dark Hand cringed at the sound of his name being screeched out by Shendu. "Get your butt in my office now!"
He was loath to step through those doors. Finn knew what awaited him in there. The red haired man hung back.
"NOW!"
Self consciously, he gripped a hold of the belt buckle around his waist. Please, not this again, he thought morosely to himself. He had just managed to pretend to forget had happened a few days ago about his last encounter with his master in that office. Finn noticed he was being called in more often. It used to be only a few times a month, now it seemed to be every other day. It seemed the demon couldn't ever get enough, lately.
"You don't want me to come out there and fetch you!" Shendu hissed.
Great. He just made him mad. That was real smart, he cursed himself as he dragged his feet towards the office. Finn put his hands in his pockets and hung his head. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. Each time whittled a little bit of soul away. He wasn't sure if it was the actual act or the fact that each time humiliated Finn to the quick that pleased the fire demon more. The Irishman figured it was probably both but he wasn't about to ask.
Shendu hadn't been in the best of moods lately. All of the Dark Hand was walking on eggshells. No one knew what stick got up Shendu's ass and they knew Shendu wasn't about to disclose this little tidbit. Maybe it was because of their resent string of failures. Ever since Shendu got into the picture, the Dark Hand had been mismanaged so that they were now almost a joke. He remembered a time when their name was feared and respected. Finn had since gotten kicked out of his apartment since Shendu never paid him or the others anymore and had dried up all their profits from the past. He hadn't let the others know that he was homeless. It just added to the humiliation he already felt by the truckloads.
He ambled into the office, his posture clearly reluctant.
Shendu was scowling at him, red luminous eyes piercing through Finn. Finn instinctively drew back. That was a mistake. "Come over to me. NOW!" The dragon hissed.
That was the last thing Finn wanted to do. But he did as was commanded, even though his body screamed with reluctance.
Shendu grabbed him with lightning speed the moment he got within arms reach and pulled him in. Finn's back was pressed up against the demon in Valmont's body and there was a steal vice around his throat, choking him. He felt the long nails that Shendu forced Valmont to grow out dig into his neck.
"You know how you are treated when you make me mad. Are you SURE you want to continue to waist my time?" Shendu hissed into his ear, then snaked his tongue out and licked the lobe.
Finn shivered from the contact. But not from pleasure. His body suddenly felt cold with dread. He knew he was going to be hurt this time. It didn't happen every time. But it happened often enough.
When his time with the demon was over, Finn hoped that he could get out without limping. If the other's noticed, they'd ask him questions and he wasn't ready to deal with that at the moment. He hurriedly put his clothes back on. He had noticed that Valmont wasn't exempt from suffering Shendu's wrath of late either. Finn had seen the bruises and few healing slashes on Valmont's nude form. He had to wonder if Valmont knew just what Shendu was using his body for. Part of him really hoped not.
He did his best to walk normally, but his backside ached, as it always did after Shendu's not so gentle attentions.
"Finn?" The Irishman hesitated at the sound of Chow's call. He didn't want this. Not now.
He tried to put on the usual face, tried to pretend that nothing unusual was happening. If he did that for long enough, he was usually able to bring himself to believe it as well.
"You up for cards tonight?" Chow strolled up to him, then balked. "Crap. You look awful."
"Thanks for the friendly observation, but I--- I don't think so." Finn tried to walk away gracefully but Chow grabbed his sport jacket sleeve.
"I changed my mind. It isn't a request." Chow said uncharacteristically stern with him.
"Come on, Chow." Please, please, please? He wanted to beg, but he wasn't usually of the begging vein.
Chow shook his head. "A few hands, okay? Just a few. You never hang out with us anymore. What, you got some hot chick you're seeing on the side demanding all you attention?"
Chow's joke unwittingly stung Finn. "No. I just--- got places to go." He lied outright. He had no place to go. Indeed, he had nothing at all.
Chow stared at him through his ever-present sunglasses. "Come on, hang with us a bit."
Finn wanted to leave, but he couldn't think of a good enough reason to sway Chow into letting up. So he acquiesced. Hands stuffed deep in his pants pockets, he trudged behind his Chinese friend glumly, slightly limping. He hoped that he didn't have to stay long. Maybe he could think of some believable excuse to leave during a few hands. Right now, nothing came to mind as he spent most of his energy in trying to forget the feel of Shendu forcing himself on him. Finn suddenly wondered if the other Enforcers got the same treatment as he did. He hoped not. He didn't want to imagine it. It was bad enough that he had to go through it, he had enough loyalty to his friends to not want them to experience the same.
Which made the thought that suddenly came to his head seem so unusual. The thought that maybe he should just leave. He wasn't sure if he could or want to leave his friends. He doubted the boys would be strong enough to defy their boss by leaving with him. So if he went, he'd be alone. Then the horrible thought came to him, if he left, Shendu might very well take one of the others as his sexual partner. Could he do that to them? But then again, maybe Shendu had only singled him out for some reason. He didn't know why, nor did he think he wanted to know.
But what about him? If he didn't leave soon, there might not be much left to salvage. He'd think about it some more, but he didn't think he had much longer.
So he sat down with Chow and Ratso and put on the best poker face of his life. There was the usual banter which he half-heartedly took part in and cheap beer. The longer he played, the more he wanted to leave. He was just trying to come up with the courage to tell his friends that it was time for him to go, for good.
"Jeeze, Finn, what's with you today?" Ratso asked, being unusually observant.
Finn sighed and fingered his beer bottle with one hand and folded his cards in his other. "I have to leave. Leave the Enforcers." He blurted suddenly. Part of him screamed at him why did he do that, the other part felt relieved that he finally told them his plans.
This brought vocal protests from both Chow and Ratso which helped warm what part of him wasn't tarnished by Shendu.
"Hey, you can't just leave us!" Chow nearly upturned the table as he leapt up from his chair. "After all we've been through?"
Finn sighed. They've all been through a lot together. They've been almost to Hell and back and stuck to each other like glue. But this time, he was alone. Had his own special horror all to himself. And there was no way he could ask his friends to intervene. Who knew what Shendu would do in retaliation? Finn then realized if he left the Enforcers, he might very well have to leave San Francisco. Shendu would seek him out, he knew. Seek out the deserter and punish him.
Chow saw Finn's face grow haggard before his very eyes as the Irishman looked to be deep in thought. The thin man's brows furrowed with worry. Something was dreadfully wrong, he figured.
"Come on, Finn. Tell us what's bothering you. Maybe we can help!" Chow said, trying to be encouraging. Ratso seconded him enthusiastically.
Finn shook his head. "I don't want you two involved."
"Knock it off, Finn. As I said, we've been through everything together. What makes this any different?" Chow had the gall to ask.
Finn looked up at Chow. "I--- can't. I'm sorry, guys. It's been--- interesting, but I have to go."
Chow hesitated. "Where will you go?"
Finn shrugged, "Where ever Shendu can't find me." Then he winced. Great. He sure had a big mouth.
"You having trouble with the dragon?" Chow asked, only partially understanding. "Tell us what happened? Maybe we can take some of the brunt."
Finn shuddered. "You don't know what you're asking. I can't let you or Ratso get between me and Shendu. It's not worth it."
"Sure it is!" Ratso said.
"That's what friends are for." Chow continued doggedly. He nodded to Ratso. "Grab him!"
Before Finn knew it, he was wrapped in a bear hug from behind. Ratso wasn't going to let him go anywhere. Finn was touched. He never really knew what good friends he had in Chow and Ratso until now.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but I don't know if I'm even capable of telling you what's going on." Finn hung his head tiredly.
"Why?" Chow demanded.
"It's too--- humiliating."
Chow was dying to know now. Why was Finn being so stubborn about this? It had to be something really bad. Though he couldn't think of anything so bad that you wouldn't want your best friends support.
"Don't you trust us?" Chow asked, a bit hurt.
Finn sighed again. "It's not that--- I told you---"
"You haven't told us anything!" Chow raised his voice agitatedly. "You'd better tell us something or else I'll make sure Ratso ties you up so you can't go anywhere for the night."
"You wouldn't." Finn said amazed.
"Try me." Chow threatened.
Finn was still, very aware of the large man behind him restraining him. How could he tell them? What could they even do to help him? There was no way they could stand up to Shendu, not even all together.
"Ratso." Chow nodded towards the big Enforcer.
Ratso squeezed Finn tighter as he sat in his chair. "Get me some rope, then I can tie him up."
"Wait! Okay! I'll friggen tell you!" Finn tried to struggle against the two slabs of meat that weighed him down, making breath difficult.
Chow waited expectantly as did Ratso.
"For the last couple of months, Shendu--- Shendu---"God, but this was difficult to say!
"Chow? Rope." Ratso said.
"That bloody dragon rapes me, okay?!?" Finn shouted angrily. And struggled against Ratso with even more fervor.
Ratso let him go, dumbfounded and thoughtfully quiet.
"Finn." Chow murmured saddened. "God, Finn. Why didn't you tell us?"
The Irishman still sat in his chair. His hand shook as he grabbed for a dose of beer. "I could hardly admit it to myself that it was happening, let alone admit it to anyone else. It's humiliating."
"How long has this been going on?" Chow demanded.
Finn shrugged again. "Months. And he sure isn't gentle about it."
"Does Valmont know?" Chow asked.
"I hope not." Finn honestly said.
"What can we do?" Chow wanted to know.
Finn sat the bottle down with a heavy thud. "Let me go."
"We need to deal with this, Finn. Or Shendu wont stop." Chow argued with Finn.
"He doesn't do that kind of thing with you two, does he?" Finn asked him.
Chow shook his head negative and Ratso did the same.
"So why just you?" Chow wondered aloud.
"I don't know. But--- I feel a part of me die each time it happens. It--- happened again tonight." Finn revealed.
"Shit, Finn!" Chow smacked himself. "No wonder you looked---"Then he thought better of saying it. He felt horrible. Then he realized if he hadn't made Finn stay for cards, they might never have seen the Italian again. "We're with you. You aren't alone."
Finn smiled for the first time in days. "Thanks. I just don't know what we can do to end this."
"Maybe we could get some help." Ratso said absentmindedly.
"HELL NO!" Finn protested. "No one else needs to know about this!"
"Not even someone like Chan who constantly kicks Shendu's butt?" Ratso wondered.
Finn growled and looked over his shoulder at the big lug, "Why would Chan want to help me?"
"We wouldn't have to tell him what was going on," Chow's brain was going a mile a minute.
Finn thought about it quietly for a moment. "Well, I don't know."
"It's the only way." Chow persisted.
Finn groaned and wiped his face with his hand. "Oh, alright."
To be continued---
Part I
Brenna "Snakelady" Dawkins
A Jackie Chan Adventures Fanfic
Rating: R Disclaimer: Jackie Chan and subsequent characters belong to Jackie Chan and associates. It'd be pretty useless to sue me since I have nothing! I've made no profit nor will see any from this fic.
Summary: Finn contemplates leaving the Dark Hand for good. Chow presses him for a reason why. Rape, yaoi, violence. Not for kiddies! F/V, F/C
"Finn!" The Irish member of the Dark Hand cringed at the sound of his name being screeched out by Shendu. "Get your butt in my office now!"
He was loath to step through those doors. Finn knew what awaited him in there. The red haired man hung back.
"NOW!"
Self consciously, he gripped a hold of the belt buckle around his waist. Please, not this again, he thought morosely to himself. He had just managed to pretend to forget had happened a few days ago about his last encounter with his master in that office. Finn noticed he was being called in more often. It used to be only a few times a month, now it seemed to be every other day. It seemed the demon couldn't ever get enough, lately.
"You don't want me to come out there and fetch you!" Shendu hissed.
Great. He just made him mad. That was real smart, he cursed himself as he dragged his feet towards the office. Finn put his hands in his pockets and hung his head. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. Each time whittled a little bit of soul away. He wasn't sure if it was the actual act or the fact that each time humiliated Finn to the quick that pleased the fire demon more. The Irishman figured it was probably both but he wasn't about to ask.
Shendu hadn't been in the best of moods lately. All of the Dark Hand was walking on eggshells. No one knew what stick got up Shendu's ass and they knew Shendu wasn't about to disclose this little tidbit. Maybe it was because of their resent string of failures. Ever since Shendu got into the picture, the Dark Hand had been mismanaged so that they were now almost a joke. He remembered a time when their name was feared and respected. Finn had since gotten kicked out of his apartment since Shendu never paid him or the others anymore and had dried up all their profits from the past. He hadn't let the others know that he was homeless. It just added to the humiliation he already felt by the truckloads.
He ambled into the office, his posture clearly reluctant.
Shendu was scowling at him, red luminous eyes piercing through Finn. Finn instinctively drew back. That was a mistake. "Come over to me. NOW!" The dragon hissed.
That was the last thing Finn wanted to do. But he did as was commanded, even though his body screamed with reluctance.
Shendu grabbed him with lightning speed the moment he got within arms reach and pulled him in. Finn's back was pressed up against the demon in Valmont's body and there was a steal vice around his throat, choking him. He felt the long nails that Shendu forced Valmont to grow out dig into his neck.
"You know how you are treated when you make me mad. Are you SURE you want to continue to waist my time?" Shendu hissed into his ear, then snaked his tongue out and licked the lobe.
Finn shivered from the contact. But not from pleasure. His body suddenly felt cold with dread. He knew he was going to be hurt this time. It didn't happen every time. But it happened often enough.
When his time with the demon was over, Finn hoped that he could get out without limping. If the other's noticed, they'd ask him questions and he wasn't ready to deal with that at the moment. He hurriedly put his clothes back on. He had noticed that Valmont wasn't exempt from suffering Shendu's wrath of late either. Finn had seen the bruises and few healing slashes on Valmont's nude form. He had to wonder if Valmont knew just what Shendu was using his body for. Part of him really hoped not.
He did his best to walk normally, but his backside ached, as it always did after Shendu's not so gentle attentions.
"Finn?" The Irishman hesitated at the sound of Chow's call. He didn't want this. Not now.
He tried to put on the usual face, tried to pretend that nothing unusual was happening. If he did that for long enough, he was usually able to bring himself to believe it as well.
"You up for cards tonight?" Chow strolled up to him, then balked. "Crap. You look awful."
"Thanks for the friendly observation, but I--- I don't think so." Finn tried to walk away gracefully but Chow grabbed his sport jacket sleeve.
"I changed my mind. It isn't a request." Chow said uncharacteristically stern with him.
"Come on, Chow." Please, please, please? He wanted to beg, but he wasn't usually of the begging vein.
Chow shook his head. "A few hands, okay? Just a few. You never hang out with us anymore. What, you got some hot chick you're seeing on the side demanding all you attention?"
Chow's joke unwittingly stung Finn. "No. I just--- got places to go." He lied outright. He had no place to go. Indeed, he had nothing at all.
Chow stared at him through his ever-present sunglasses. "Come on, hang with us a bit."
Finn wanted to leave, but he couldn't think of a good enough reason to sway Chow into letting up. So he acquiesced. Hands stuffed deep in his pants pockets, he trudged behind his Chinese friend glumly, slightly limping. He hoped that he didn't have to stay long. Maybe he could think of some believable excuse to leave during a few hands. Right now, nothing came to mind as he spent most of his energy in trying to forget the feel of Shendu forcing himself on him. Finn suddenly wondered if the other Enforcers got the same treatment as he did. He hoped not. He didn't want to imagine it. It was bad enough that he had to go through it, he had enough loyalty to his friends to not want them to experience the same.
Which made the thought that suddenly came to his head seem so unusual. The thought that maybe he should just leave. He wasn't sure if he could or want to leave his friends. He doubted the boys would be strong enough to defy their boss by leaving with him. So if he went, he'd be alone. Then the horrible thought came to him, if he left, Shendu might very well take one of the others as his sexual partner. Could he do that to them? But then again, maybe Shendu had only singled him out for some reason. He didn't know why, nor did he think he wanted to know.
But what about him? If he didn't leave soon, there might not be much left to salvage. He'd think about it some more, but he didn't think he had much longer.
So he sat down with Chow and Ratso and put on the best poker face of his life. There was the usual banter which he half-heartedly took part in and cheap beer. The longer he played, the more he wanted to leave. He was just trying to come up with the courage to tell his friends that it was time for him to go, for good.
"Jeeze, Finn, what's with you today?" Ratso asked, being unusually observant.
Finn sighed and fingered his beer bottle with one hand and folded his cards in his other. "I have to leave. Leave the Enforcers." He blurted suddenly. Part of him screamed at him why did he do that, the other part felt relieved that he finally told them his plans.
This brought vocal protests from both Chow and Ratso which helped warm what part of him wasn't tarnished by Shendu.
"Hey, you can't just leave us!" Chow nearly upturned the table as he leapt up from his chair. "After all we've been through?"
Finn sighed. They've all been through a lot together. They've been almost to Hell and back and stuck to each other like glue. But this time, he was alone. Had his own special horror all to himself. And there was no way he could ask his friends to intervene. Who knew what Shendu would do in retaliation? Finn then realized if he left the Enforcers, he might very well have to leave San Francisco. Shendu would seek him out, he knew. Seek out the deserter and punish him.
Chow saw Finn's face grow haggard before his very eyes as the Irishman looked to be deep in thought. The thin man's brows furrowed with worry. Something was dreadfully wrong, he figured.
"Come on, Finn. Tell us what's bothering you. Maybe we can help!" Chow said, trying to be encouraging. Ratso seconded him enthusiastically.
Finn shook his head. "I don't want you two involved."
"Knock it off, Finn. As I said, we've been through everything together. What makes this any different?" Chow had the gall to ask.
Finn looked up at Chow. "I--- can't. I'm sorry, guys. It's been--- interesting, but I have to go."
Chow hesitated. "Where will you go?"
Finn shrugged, "Where ever Shendu can't find me." Then he winced. Great. He sure had a big mouth.
"You having trouble with the dragon?" Chow asked, only partially understanding. "Tell us what happened? Maybe we can take some of the brunt."
Finn shuddered. "You don't know what you're asking. I can't let you or Ratso get between me and Shendu. It's not worth it."
"Sure it is!" Ratso said.
"That's what friends are for." Chow continued doggedly. He nodded to Ratso. "Grab him!"
Before Finn knew it, he was wrapped in a bear hug from behind. Ratso wasn't going to let him go anywhere. Finn was touched. He never really knew what good friends he had in Chow and Ratso until now.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but I don't know if I'm even capable of telling you what's going on." Finn hung his head tiredly.
"Why?" Chow demanded.
"It's too--- humiliating."
Chow was dying to know now. Why was Finn being so stubborn about this? It had to be something really bad. Though he couldn't think of anything so bad that you wouldn't want your best friends support.
"Don't you trust us?" Chow asked, a bit hurt.
Finn sighed again. "It's not that--- I told you---"
"You haven't told us anything!" Chow raised his voice agitatedly. "You'd better tell us something or else I'll make sure Ratso ties you up so you can't go anywhere for the night."
"You wouldn't." Finn said amazed.
"Try me." Chow threatened.
Finn was still, very aware of the large man behind him restraining him. How could he tell them? What could they even do to help him? There was no way they could stand up to Shendu, not even all together.
"Ratso." Chow nodded towards the big Enforcer.
Ratso squeezed Finn tighter as he sat in his chair. "Get me some rope, then I can tie him up."
"Wait! Okay! I'll friggen tell you!" Finn tried to struggle against the two slabs of meat that weighed him down, making breath difficult.
Chow waited expectantly as did Ratso.
"For the last couple of months, Shendu--- Shendu---"God, but this was difficult to say!
"Chow? Rope." Ratso said.
"That bloody dragon rapes me, okay?!?" Finn shouted angrily. And struggled against Ratso with even more fervor.
Ratso let him go, dumbfounded and thoughtfully quiet.
"Finn." Chow murmured saddened. "God, Finn. Why didn't you tell us?"
The Irishman still sat in his chair. His hand shook as he grabbed for a dose of beer. "I could hardly admit it to myself that it was happening, let alone admit it to anyone else. It's humiliating."
"How long has this been going on?" Chow demanded.
Finn shrugged again. "Months. And he sure isn't gentle about it."
"Does Valmont know?" Chow asked.
"I hope not." Finn honestly said.
"What can we do?" Chow wanted to know.
Finn sat the bottle down with a heavy thud. "Let me go."
"We need to deal with this, Finn. Or Shendu wont stop." Chow argued with Finn.
"He doesn't do that kind of thing with you two, does he?" Finn asked him.
Chow shook his head negative and Ratso did the same.
"So why just you?" Chow wondered aloud.
"I don't know. But--- I feel a part of me die each time it happens. It--- happened again tonight." Finn revealed.
"Shit, Finn!" Chow smacked himself. "No wonder you looked---"Then he thought better of saying it. He felt horrible. Then he realized if he hadn't made Finn stay for cards, they might never have seen the Italian again. "We're with you. You aren't alone."
Finn smiled for the first time in days. "Thanks. I just don't know what we can do to end this."
"Maybe we could get some help." Ratso said absentmindedly.
"HELL NO!" Finn protested. "No one else needs to know about this!"
"Not even someone like Chan who constantly kicks Shendu's butt?" Ratso wondered.
Finn growled and looked over his shoulder at the big lug, "Why would Chan want to help me?"
"We wouldn't have to tell him what was going on," Chow's brain was going a mile a minute.
Finn thought about it quietly for a moment. "Well, I don't know."
"It's the only way." Chow persisted.
Finn groaned and wiped his face with his hand. "Oh, alright."
To be continued---
