Second Chance at Hell

Hope I didn't take too long in updating-sorry if I did. I also haven't done anything in thanks for 50 reviews but I will get it done at some point so please be patient. Well, nothing else to say so I'll go on to answer all your reviews:)

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Well, the end of this chapter is graphic so I never put all of it up. If you do however, want the entire rape scene please don't feel embarassed to leave it in your review with your email if it's not on your account and I will send it to you.Enjoy!

Breaking Pt.1

Davis sat with his head in his hands, eyes closed, deep in thought. He sighed before looking up at the two on the other side of the desk.

"There's not much else we can do now." He muttered, hands muffling his tired voice. "If Voltaire has Tala then he'll most definitely arrange to switch the boys. With Tala in Boris' hands and Kai in Voltaire's we have barely any chance of knowing where they are and saving them." He ran long fingers through his mop of blonde hair. "We could send a team to Russia but the chances of anything coming up if slim. The only other thing I can think of is going to Russia myself. What ever happens, I don't want to give up all hope."

Spencer looked hard at Davis, he was holding back calling the man a hypocrite after his last words.

"If you're going to Russia…" Spencer began turning to look at Ian for a second. The small boy nodded, knowing what Spencer was thinking. "Then we want to go as well."

"I can't just take you to Russia. I know how worried you are for your friends but this could be exactly what Boris' is planning to do. You could be playing right into his hands." Davis argued, knowing still that his words would not deter the two.

"No, Yamamoto-san. If that's what Boris wanted he would have done it ages ago. Besides, what use has he for us? You know what he wants!" Ian spoke up, his face calm up to his eyes which betrayed the rest of the expression. They were pleading and worried. Davis noticed this and his heart strings were pulled.

"You're right." He sighed in defeat. "Then we'll leave as soon as I can get another team ready."

"What of the other's? Did you not hear news from them?" Spencer asked.

"I'm afraid that Boris has hired men to take out anyone sent to gather information. He's onto me and…" Davis looked down at his hands which now sat on his lap, rather afraid of the truth. He was thirty two, had a wife and a child on the way. He had known how dangerous taking on the case would be but he had done it, passionate about protecting the boys from the Abbey again. He knew that Boris had hired someone to kill him. "…Has most definitely sent someone here to Japan to assassinate me."

Both Russians found no shock from Davis' words. Somehow they had suspected that Boris knew all about Davis.

"Yamamoto-san, you don't have to do this." Ian muttered, feeling sorry for his older friend.

"No, Ian. I do have to do this. I won't let Tala end up like he was before. Nor Kai. I'll have a team ready by tomorrow." Davis stood up as the others walked to the door.

"We'll see you tomorrow morning then Yamamoto-san." With that the two boys left and Davis turned to his phone.

XX

Bryan stared at the ceiling. It had been six days since he'd been shoved in this cell. Eleven days altogether since he'd been captured by Boris' men. He figured it was probably the same for Kai.

He was more than mildly irritated. He had heard commotion just under an hour ago, then something that sounded like shots but since then nothing. He found himself worrying about Kai.

Stupid bastard! You better not have got yourself shot!

Hearing footsteps outside the cell he sat up, his interest piqued. The guard had come with his food a couple of hours ago and other than him and a few patrol guards no one came down the corridor he was situated on. He watched the outside of the cell for a few minutes before a figure came into view.

Bryan was startled at first, he thought the man at the bars was Boris, but as he turned Bryan realised how wrong he was.

"You're Bryan aren't you?" The words spoken were whispered and Bryan doubted if the man in front of his could reach a volume louder than that just by the look of his face. The man's skin was pale and his face was lined by ebony hair. Bryan locked eyes with the man and he was suddenly unnerved. The man's eyes were a pale shade of green and held power. A lot of it.

"Who's asking?" Bryan asked, despite the shiver that ran down his spine as he kept his eyes locked with the others.

"My name is Nikolai. I'm Boris' son."

XX

Tala stood in the centre of the room. His stomach was twisting into a tight knot. He knew exactly what was coming and he couldn't deny his fear.

Boris entered the office and stood behind Tala. He slid an arm around Tala's waist and pulled him against him. Tala turned in Boris' grip and glared at the man.

"Let me the fuck go!" Tala snapped, breaking out of the man's grasp and stumbling into the desk.

"It's been four years and this is how you greet me. You never did have manners!" Boris smirked as fear flashed across Tala's face.

"You sick bastard!" Tala snarled, still glaring at the man.

"I think Kai said something along the same lines. Look where that got him. Did you not learn from the past Tala?" Boris' voice was slick with lust.

Tala couldn't find anything to spit back at the foul man. His body was starting to shake and all he could think about was escaping. He knew, however, that there was no escape. Boris started to approach him again, slowly. Tala tried to move but his body wouldn't respond. He was frozen in fear.

Tala looked up in fear as Boris stopped in front of him.

Move dammit! Move!

But his body still wouldn't respond and Tala found Boris forcing a kiss to his lips. The edge of the desk dug into Tala's back making him gasp. Boris forced his tongue into Tala's mouth and the redhead gagged, revolted by the taste of the other man. He felt hands run over his body, sending disgusted shivers through him.

When Boris finally released Tala, he gasped for clean air but the air he breathed was full of Boris' smell.

"Stay away from me…" Tala muttered his tone far more subdued than it had been. He tried to walk further away from Boris but the desk stopped any movement.

Boris pressed against Tala again, ravaging the younger one's lips with harsh kisses. His hands found the zip on Tala's trousers and slid it down, pushing the trousers off. He stopped kissing Tala to deal with his own trousers.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?" Tala whimpered, turning his head to the side and closing his eyes to fight tears.

"Because it's a crime to be as pretty as you are." Boris leant to Tala's ear. "Someone needs to punish you." Boris' tone resurfaced all of Tala's past fear and yet more trembling made its way through the redhead's half naked body.

Tala felt Boris take a hold of his hips and press the pair of them together. Tala's felt the man's throbbing erection against his legs and whimpered knowing the pain soon to come. Kai…help me…

He expected Boris to pull his underwear down and begin the ordeal but instead he felt himself being pulled towards the room connected to the office. Boris' own bedroom. Boris shoved Tala onto the bed before clambering on top of him, pressing him down into the mattress.

"Are you ready Tala?"

XX

What is to become of Davis and co.And why is Nikolai suddenly interested in Bryan? Don't forget to email me if you want the entire scene, it will probably be the same for the next chapter. Remember to review.

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