A/N - You all know the drill. I'm sniff sad to say sob I don't own Rurouni Kenshin, sigh reality is so cruel. dabs eyes with a hanky Oh, and this is my first fic ever so bare with me. Just a warning, I barely got a 3 on the writing test thing they make you take at school so the story won't be perfect. Plus I don't have the patience to make my sentences readable, so yeah, whatever… On with the fic! And I know the title sounds crappy but it fits the fic perfectly…………. I wonder, do people even read the A/Ns or just skip to the story? Ok, dumb question. Oh and this is defiantly a fic for people who like to see the woman come out on top. Oh, and just so you know, there is torture and plenty of violence involved. Forgive me if I spell an words or names wrong.

"…………." Talking

'………….' Thoughts

Hitokiri Ice

Chapter1

Remember

Person's Pov

'Where am I? How did I get here? It's so dark, I can't see a thing.' I began to shiver and clutch my Chinese fighting robes closer to my body as a sudden rush of wind whirls by me. 'Wait, I'm wearing my old robes! But then that would mean I…I'm…' I could feel my body tense as I start trembling from fear and horror of what I know what would happen soon. 'No…oh no, it can't be! Please don't make me go through this again! Not again please! Nooooo!' I start shaking my head to try and rid my mind of my thoughts of anguish as I unsteadily walked forward with wobbly legs. I can feel the hot liquid of blood gathering at my eyes but I can't cry. I've cried enough. It's been three years since that cold day and I can still remember.

Coming out of my thoughts I focused on were my feet had taken me. I stiffened as I looked at the entrance of the vast mansion before me. 'God please no. Please no.' Taking a shaky breathe I pulled the doors open and walked in. I began to wander the familiar corridors when I came by an all too familiar room with the doors wide open for me to witness the scene inside. My breath caught in my throat and my eyes began to spill blood as I began to cry as I took in the sight before me. There in the middle of the room was my mother; Tomoe Kamiya, stripped naked, tied to the floor, and being gang raped.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! PLEASE NO STOP! STOP IT! LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!" Her body was bruised and cut but that didn't stop one of the men from punching her in her tear stained face. He was a tall muscular man, short black hair and jade green eyes that held lust and a dangerous evil gleam. "Shut it bitch! I like my women with fierce spirits not shrieking god damn awful voices! No one can save you, get that through your fucking head whore!" He started laughing as he began to play with her body some more. "NOOOOO! MOTHER! LET HER GO YOU BASTARDS! STOP IT!" I turn my head so see a figure locked in a cage, not too far away from the woman, who seemed to have latched herself onto the iron bars; her face was covered in shadows but I already knew who it is.

'No stop it! Make it stop! Why won't it stop!' I began holding my head in pain as a tried to drown out the noises, mainly the screams. 'I don't want to be here! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!' I can feel it; the images won't go away; the screams won't leave me alone. It's shredding at my soul. I can't take it; I can't control myself anymore. I just want to give in to the pain; let it take over. 'Why me? Why must I go through this over and over again? Why?' Then everything went dark; finally, salvation. I woke up.

Well, huh, huh, huh, whadya think? If you think it's crappy then please do tell, cause I accept and expect flames. Review if you want and I'll answer any questions you might have. K, I'm done, later!

Guardian of Death