Inhuman Knowledge

--THIS STORY IS RATED 'M' For Rape, Violence and Language--

Short Stories fed off from the original fiction: 'Knowing More Than You Should'

This story is added from the end of chapter 4.

The Last Night

So I lay there. My empty stomach was talking again, and me talking back wasn't helping it much.

Then I heard footsteps. Envy's, most likely. I sat up in hope of food, and that he wouldn't hurt me this time. But when he appeared at the front of the cell door, he had no food, only a angry glare and tension as he gripped the bars.

Next thing I knew, he was walking toward me, I trying to back against the wall. "No, stop!" I managed to shout; but it went unheard, as he reached down and snatched my wrists, pulling me away from the wall and pinning me flat on the ground.

There was a quick flash of light, allowing me to see his face for only a second. He was grinning in complete madness and insanity, Envy's hand now a slender sharp knife. I gasped as the object touched my skin, right above the collar of my pink button up shirt. He slowly and forcibly ripped his knife down the buttons of my shirt, cutting my clothing away while leaving a thin line down my front. I tried to struggle as he stripped me, but he was much stronger than I was, and next ripped off my bra.

Now Envy's weapon hand went down to my jeans. They were tight on my skin, so when he slit them off, it left an even deeper cut all down my leg. I winced at the feeling; cold stone floor on my bare back, and blood slowly oozing underneath me while a deranged maniac on top.

When he ripped my panties off, I finally felt bare, and scared. "Envy, stop!" I pleaded. He just replied by changing his hand back to normal, and pinning me more securely against the ground by gripping my arms to the floor. "No, Amy..." he said simply, before pressing his lips down hard on mine. I tried to scream, but they were muffled as his tongue forced it's way into my mouth. 'Bite him...' my instincts told me; so I did.

He lifted his head slightly, growling at my insolence. "Bitch! That's not how I like to have fun." he barked, and transformed again. He didn't change a bit except now his clothes were gone. "Don't try and resist or I'll have to kill you. This won't be the worst that'll happen to you, so live with it." he warned, then resumed his actions. His mouth again forced down on mine, his tongue going through my lips easily. While he was doing this, and catching all of my attention, he moved his hands around so he was gripping both arms down with one hand, while the other slowly trailed down my body to my private areas.

At this my body shivered; I tried to make it stop so he didn't think I liked for him to caress my skin like that, despite the pain everywhere else. But Envy wasn't an idiot, he could figure it out.

Envy broke from the rough kiss so I could breath, but what he did next caught me off guard. He shoved a finger into me; I giving off a moan that I couldn't tell was more pain or pleasure. Quickly he added another, and then a third. I gasped but then he shoved his mouth back against mine, muffling my scream as he entered me roughly with a thrust.

He took my innocence just as quickly as he had entered me. I could tell the man was chuckling with delight, a few tears streaming down my face as he thrust into me again, this time harder. Then again, and again up until he had a steady yet painful rhythm. Each thrust seemed to get harder, and hurt more than the last. I could feel myself clamping down on him, it purely sickened me to the core of the feeling.

It seemed like awhile before my climax rose, I was about to scream for him to stop. Then I hit it, my climax, "Envy!" As I said this, he released into me. If it had been a different time and place, I may have liked the feeling of his juice inside of me. But here, it disgusted me. I shook slightly as he pulled out, my arms and crouch bruised with the rest of my body in cuts. He got off from me, transforming back out of the nude and leaving no trace of his acts.

"That's how I play bitch. Next time I won't go so easy on you." after that he left, slamming the door to my cell shut and locking it. I balled up where I lay on the floor, holding my eyes closed and shaking every few moments, either of fear or cold. 'Go, easy? Why doesn't he just kill me now...'

My wounds continued to bleed, but I blacked out soon after the incident, though I was terrified to sleep. My body was just too exhausted, and my mind was weak from my physical state. 'Remember, no reason for Envy...'