Part 5.

Endurance

She must have awoken at the wrong time. That same man with his foreboding enigmatic presence now lie from behind, embracing in a snug hold. He inhaled slowly nuzzling against the back of her neck. She felt him move her hair to the side as she lie almost completely still. Clutching onto the pillow must have given her away. He inhaled her scent one more time before giving a light chuckle, seductively whispering "Is my little flower awake? Your aroma is quite the intoxicating one..."

She thought it best not to answer trying to remain as calm as possible. It seemed he had moved her back to what he considered "her bed". She tried going back to sleep until he moved her on top of him.

"Shall I wake you on my own terms then?"

She let out a sigh when turning her head to the other side, wrapping her arms around broad shoulders.

"Mmh, you are quite the naughty girl. What a lucky bastard Sagat was to have received one simple kiss. I can give you so much more pleasure...You won't know what to do with yourself."

"How did you know about-"

She opened her eyes when saying this, now sitting upright. She couldn't finish that sentence due to fear. No one else expect for Haru was in that room. She burrowed back underneath the covers holding her pillow tightly. After crying for a short while, sleep consumed the unfortunate soul once more.

She woke in a cold sweat. That same dream didn't seem to have an end. He continuously crept into her thoughts over and over. Perhaps this was his way of instilling fear? Then again, the very idea seemed preposterous. He couldn't possibly have telepathic abilities. Those sorts of things only existed in movies or books. On the other hand, some creature had transferred inside of her body just yesterday. At this point anything seemed possible.

'I have to get us out of here...'

'Correction, I have to get us out of here. You will merely do as I say, girl."

'Fine then. You will get us out. Either way, I hope it will be soon.'

'Hmph. It will be so, in my own time.'

'I still wonder what you are called...'

'Mortals call me Ruubruca. I, however, would prefer if you called me "Ruuca" for short. Now then, why not get ready for the day, Naia?"

A slight chill ran down her spine after hearing that low growl of a voice talk. She could tell today would be long and uncomfortable; much like this things stay.

She got down beside the bed and onto both knees, whispering a quick prayer. Haru sat up and stretched, rubbing rested eyes. He noticed what she did going over to her side.

"Naia, what did you just do?"

She got up, holding onto the bed for support. She turned towards him, answering "I prayed just now. It was for our safety and our mothers as well."

"Oh...I do that sometimes but not on my knees. My mom used to say prayers with me before I went to sleep."

Just then the door opened, Sagat standing in the doorway.

"Get dressed. After, follow me."

Naia had to restrain Haru who attempted a lunge at the familiar not-so-friendly face. She led him to their shared bathroom instead. They both brushed their teeth, hair then changed clothes. He put on his usual tan shorts and black shirt, tying black sneakers tight. She wore a mid-length daffodil yellow halter top dress with a white floral design. Finding a hair tie in the dresser, she pulled her hair back in a low ponytail, stepped into her sandals then stood by Haru who already waited by the door. He instinctively took her hand giving it a light squeeze.

"Don't worry, Haru. Even if we get split up we'll still be together in here, kaikaina."

She patted her chest with a balled fist to which he nodded.

"What does that word mean?"

"Little brother."

He smiled warmly, responding "I feel the same, Ane (a-neh)."

"Does that mean big sister in your native language?"

"Mhm..."

They went quiet while following Sagat knowing very well there was a great chance of being split up. Sure enough before the two arrived at what looked to be a dojo, a young woman led Haru away. He still gave that same warm smile to which Naia affectionately returned. She didn't bother looking in his direction the moment both doors slid closed. He grunted in displeasure, knowing very well how angry she'd still be. This wasn't going to be easy.

"I won't train with you. Give me a different teacher."

He glared fiercely, balling both fists with an evident suppressed rage of his own.

"It makes no difference to me what you choose to do, girl. I however am following the orders given. I suggest you do the same unless you prefer an alternative training method more suited to your gender."

"Which is?"

She kept her gaze focused on the far wall.

"In the bedroom. I can assure you, by the end of tonight, you won't be a girl any longer."

She shook her head in disgust, looking sickened by his response.

"I can't stand any of you! Let us go!"

She turned to leave, clutching ahold of the door until being pulled back. His hand pulled her hair hard, both of her own naturally holding onto the source of the problem. He held her in place, practically shouting from above.

"Is that what you want then? To be treated like a whore?"

"Stop it! Just stop!"

"Then choose now!"

"You're hurting me!"

He let go, shoving her onto the floor. He backed up still wearing that same cold glare.

She remained on hands and knees for a minute turning to face him on both knees.

"I want to see my mother."

"You can later today."

"Please just let me see her...I miss her so much."

She tried fighting back tears but sobbed bitterly instead, covering both hands over her face.

"How could you do this to us Sagat? You sold us into this life...For...for what? For money? Did you do the same thing to our mothers?"

He had to leave the room before breaking down himself. She was right. He felt more than worthless at this point...Barely even human. Sometimes he felt convinced he was far from it.

"Are you ready to begin now?"

It must have been almost ten minutes when he returned. Naia heard the door close shut asking a simple question.

"Could I have a tissue before we do?"

He sighed, going into the next room and fulfilling her request. She readily took it from him, wiping both eyes then blowing her nose several times.

"Where's the trash can?"

He pointed to the room's far corner where a small trashcan was placed. She tossed it in there then awkwardly walked back. She still couldn't stand to directly look at him and neither could he at her.

"I'm sorry it had to be this way. If I hadn't of followed orders, it's highly likely that both of your mothers wouldn't still be alive. You can both see them during meal times each day."

"Really? We can?"

Her face lit up with hope as she met his gaze, running over near him.

"Sagat, do you promise to me that you're telling the truth?"

"It wasn't my place to tell you any of this information. You'll find out for yourself after we train. Each session will last for half an hour. The longer you stall, the longer it will take to see your family. Are you going to comply now?"

"If that means I can see her then yes."

"You should...step back."

She realized when facing forward that her face nearly made contact with his lower region again. She hadn't noticed while looking up at him. The extreme height difference sure felt embarrassing when it came to this.

"Yeah."

She quickly assumed the beginning wide fighting stance, blushing when her dress nearly slid up to both hips. She lessened the distance between both feet somewhat bashfully looking the other way.

"Next time wear shorts."

"I...I don't own any. I was told to dress how a lady should."

"Then work with the stance you have. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. I've seen a woman's body before and if anything, you can use this to your advantage by throwing your opponent off. Keep your dress that way before going in for a hit. I can guarantee you if your attacker or opponent is male, the chances are high you'll have the upper hand in the fight."

"Oh...Okay."

"For now, you will mimic my attacks. We will do this until you memorize each basic move and gradually build your stamina. Begin!"

The session lasted for thirty minutes just as he said before. She felt relieved finally being able to eat but even moreso that at last both her and her mother could be reunited. He led her to the dining hall before parting ways, telling her to come back in fifteen minutes. She hurriedly walked into the room, somewhat disappointed upon discovering only Haru sitting at an elongated dining table. She slowly walked over by his side taking a seat.

"Oh, hi Naia. Where did they have you go to?"

"I trained in a dojo. How about you?"

"I had reading and writing class. I guess math is next. I wonder when we'll get to see our moms."

"Me too, Haru. I hope it will be soon."

They ate their eggs and toast quietly unsure of what to talk about. Afterwards the two walked around for a minute til finding the restroom. Apparently this one was unisex. They found a masked man with braided dark brown hair making his way out, scoffing at the pair as he left. She shrugged as they kept going choosing one of the ten open stalls.

"I'll see you at lunch, Haru. I hope you'll learn a lot for us both."

"Sure thing!"

The two gave a brief wave then parted ways again. She repeated the same basic moves that Sagat demonstrated, panting at the sessions conclusion. She had both hands on her hips while bent over shaking her head.

"Sagat...how do you...do this every day?"

"I've been fighting for years. You don't gain endurance in just one day."

She regained her energy walking towards the door.

"I'll take the lead since you need to be shown where your classroom is."

He led her to the room on the other side of the dojo, gesturing for her to take a seat. She sat down at a desk thinking this is how school must feel. The area resembled a classroom. Strange seeing him sat behind a desk now. A dry erase board was placed behind him. He instructed her to open up the desk. School books were inside which made a frown appear.

"We're starting with Biology. You'll be learning this subject for the next month. Afterwards, we'll move onto Algebra, World History, Literature then make physicality your primary focus. This cycle will continue for five years until you become more self reliant."

"Why can't I choose what we start with?"

"Because you're not the teacher."

She huffed, placing her face on a propped up balled fist muttering "I don't like science.".

He rolled his eyes beginning the lesson. He handed her a worksheet at the end of his explanation, scowling when discovering she dozed off. He slammed his palm against the wood causing her to startle and fall off her seat.

"H-hey! Why did you do that for?!"

"Why do you think?!"

She sulked, reminded of her uncle. Often he would retort a similar response each time.

"I'm sorry...I guess that I can't do anything right."

He sighed, rolled his eyes again then offered her a hand.

"Come on. Sit back down."

She took his hand then did as told.

"We're going to try a different approach. I will give a lecture and while doing so, ask simple questions. You can follow along in the book."

She nodded, thinking this method would be more enjoyable; if that were possible. By the end of their restarted session she remained awake answering each question and already finished the paper.

"I like this way much better. I wish my uncle had tried this method with me..."

She hesitated before asking a question wondering if it was the right choice.

"I didn't see my mother at breakfast. I thought you said she would be there?"

"It's lunchtime now. You'll have thirty minutes this time. Your mother may or may not be there. Before you jump to any conclusions, I can't dictate the outcome of this situation. You should discuss this with Bison during your next encounter with him."

"I want to do that now."

"Give me your paper first. Afterwards I'll take you there."

She did as instructed, waiting for him to grade the paper then followed close behind. Nervousness crept its way throughout her body. What would he do if angered? How would he react to her questions? These thoughts almost made her change her mind and go to the dining hall instead. Regardless of the uneasy tension, she didn't give in to fear this time.

He unlocked several doors til coming to a stop outside of his. The double wide steel metal objects caused the uneasy feeling to intensify. It didn't help that Sagat left shortly thereafter.

"I suggest that you eat before returning to the classroom. Remember, 12:30."

She nodded, cautiously walking inside. There he sat once again, a broad smile appearing upon seeing her.

"Ah, hello little darling. I planned on meeting with you this evening but now works just as well."

She forced herself to blurt her thoughts out, speaking rather frantically.

"I have to know where my mother is. You told me I would be able to see her today and I haven't yet."

"Patience is a virtue young lady. You shall see her later today."

"But how much later? Why can't you tell me where she is?"

"I may have to retract my earlier statement in regards to you being well behaved. Does my little flower need punished?"

She blushed, brow furrowing in agitation.

"Stop calling me that! Take me to her please! I miss her!"

He vanished from her line of sight. She felt a light breeze behind her just then but before having a chance to look back he grabbed ahold of her, teleporting them both to an unfamiliar bedroom. She could just barely make out two figures behind a netted canopy, hearing moans from behind. The canopy looked nearly translucent, revealing that same man she saw earlier in the bathroom now with her mom. He was moving on top of her. She tried calling out yet before she could, he teleported them back to the previous room.

He sat down on his throne forcing her onto his lap and facing away. He gently moved her hair to the side, nuzzling against the side of her neck, deeply inhaling her scent just as before in the dream. She felt him lick her necks side causing a soft whimper and her hands to tighten against the ones around her waist. He whispered "Is my little flower awake yet?". She shuddered, closing her eyes and looked away. It took all the strength within to voice her thoughts, fully well knowing that the consequences could be disastrous.

"Let her go, please! That's my mom!"

A hand traveled up to her neck, squeezing rather tightly. He could barely fit it around her neck due to major size difference causing even more discomfort.

"You dare provoke my wrath girl?! Would you prefer to share the same fate?!"

His hand went from her neck to the dress top, threatening to expose her breasts. She grabbed his hands, letting out another whimper.

"Get on your knees."

"Wh-what?"

She turned to face him, strands of wavy hair covering her face. Full, tempting lips parted while gazing into his eyes, a frightened expression painting her alluring appearance. He forcefully untied the top part of her dress both straps falling and exposing perky breasts. He held both wrists with one hand, turning her over on both knees while hoisting her dress above an ample bottom.

"Please don't! I'll do what you want! Please!"

She sobbed while he spanked her. After the thirtieth slap she lost count, barely able to feel the others after. He spanked her into raw, near unconsciousness, grabbing her hair when it was over with, scowling menacingly downwards.

"Sit against my member."

His voice was tinged with unrestrained lust as he grabbed both hips, helping her into position.

"Remove it from its clothing and thrust now."

She followed his instruction, fumbling with his belt buckle at first, trembling hands barely able to complete the command. She somehow managed, unbuckling the item then slowly stroked him. She couldn't help herself and started kissing him, twirling her tongue at a tantalizingly slow pace just as Sagat had shown before. He moaned into the kiss holding even tighter onto both hips.

"I want you so badly sir...I want you to violate me."

'What in God's name am I saying?! That isn't what I want!'

'Oh yes it is. That forbidden side of you does.'

'Ruuca...Please, help me. Help us get out while there's still time.'

'Girl, listen and listen well. I cannot take form yet to help. However, your body is now mine, both inside and outside. Whatever happens to you will happen to me. I will be able to protect your purity with my own form, albeit, I do expect a favor at a later time. Is this understood?'

'Yes...'

She felt a major contraction along with some sort of flesh-like barrier form around her insides, just as promised. The feeling was beyond strange, almost comparable to having gauze placed there and yet no discomfort was felt.

"Are you certain this is what you want? I'm sure I don't have to tell you of the risks involved afterwards..."

She rubbed her lower half against his, gyrating hips slowly then moving back and forth.

"I want you so bad..."

"As you wish."

He continued kissing while performing other intimate actions. She didn't particularly enjoy doing these kinds of things, let alone thinking of them but this female entity wasn't exactly giving much choice. Ruuca caused a deep burning fire within the young woman's body the longer others were around her. It didn't help if these others were either around the same age or a strong attraction had been felt for them. She felt awful during these occasions. Especially with this one happening now. Shame crept its way inside during the entire occurence. The sooner this ended the better. Unfortunately he peompted her to stand and follow him elsewhere.

"We will retire to my private chambers at this time. I can't seem to sate my fill of you, dear..."

'You will have your revenge sooner than you think, Naia. Do not lose heart '

She walked with him this time through a well concealed door on the far wall. His room was apparently past that entrance. She hesitantly entered, leaning against the closed door and covering her chest.

"I haven't engaged in intercourse while standing in quite some time. Whichever way you prefer is fine with me, dear."

She blushed heavily now quickly approaching the bed. When reaching it she burrowed under the covers.

"I was going to ask for you to strip before this happened in order to spice things up but you beat me to the punch. Come now, there isn't any need to be shy."

He peeled the covers back still wearing that same mischievous grin while looking at her form curled up in the fetal position.

"Can you be gentle this time?"

"If I were any gentler you would turn around and leave from here due to causes of extreme boredom. What do you call our prior session?"

"I mean before it began. When you spanked me many times...It hurt very much."

"I had to instill discipline. You should learn to choose your words much more carefully. The way in which an individual phrases certain thoughts could mean the difference between life and death...Reward or punishment."

"I have the right to see her...Both Haru and I do."

"As you could plainly see from before, she was occupied at the time. Or perhaps you need reminded again?"

He grabbed both forearms while she flinched in response, trying to remove his hold.

"No! Please don't! I'm sorry, okay? I just miss her greatly...I don't have anyone else and I don't think Haru does either."

Her lips quivered as she clinged against him this time, nuzzling against his chest.

"I'm here now, Naia. You have nothing to fear. Neither one of you."

"How do you get into people's thoughts?"

He chuckled, explaining how his powers came to be. Seemed hard to believe the day was still young.