AN: Hey everyone. I'm back with another chapter. Thanks so much to Alma Oakley and Hazel Ashwood for the feedback I really appreciate it. For this chapter, I decided to try something a bit different. I'm thinking about sharing characters' points of view so you can get an idea of how they're affected by what's going on. I thought it might help add some more characterization, too. I don't know if I'll continue this idea for future chapters or not. Let me know what you think. Also just a quick warning: There is sexual assault in this chapter and trauma, and the aftermath of trauma, so if that bothers you, you should probably skip this one.

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Daphne's POV
I knew I wasn't getting out of this. I did the best I could to control the fear as Frank turned back and came over to me. He went behind me and pulled me toward him. We were sitting on the bed and I felt him lean in. I tried to move away, but he had me locked in his firm grip. I was worried he would break my ribs if he squeezed any harder. I knew if he wanted to hurt me he would. I knew it was more about keeping me compliant than anything else. He kissed along my neck to my ear. I felt his tongue brush up against it and cried out in fear when he sucked on my ear lobe. It was an odd sensation. If it wasn't for the situation and the person I was with, I could say it was enjoyable. His mouth and tongue were warm. It was soothing, and being sick was causing me to relax and doze off. I felt his grip loosen. Unfortunately, as much as I'd hoped, he wasn't willing to let me sleep. I saw it out of the corner of my eye, but before I could react, he stuck me with a syringe. "What...what did you do?!" "It's something to make this easier for you. Don't worry. You'll be aware of everything and be back to normal when it's over." Normal? I didn't have much time to think about it. I noticed my emotions were gone. I didn't feel anything. Something was wrong. I felt a strange warmth between my legs and throughout my body. It was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable. "Well, look at that. It's working." Frank laid me down and moved on top of me. I was an emotional zombie. Under normal circumstances I would have been fighting him every step of the way. I should have fought him. I guess Frank will do anything to have sex with someone. Even if it means getting rid of their emotions for a little while. He started removing my clothes, kissing and touching, adding more to the fire. He took his time. Unfortunately, when he was about to attend to my underwear, that was when my emotions came back. Full blown panic went through me. "Frank, no. Don't do this, please! Stop! I don't want to do this!" "Shhh, my little dove. You'll be fine." He continued on with the assault, placing a kiss on my underwear before removing them. I looked away from him. It was too humiliating to see him down there. I was so sore from being sick. I knew this was making it worse. I sobbed and begged him to stop when I felt his mouth on me. It only encouraged him to keep going. I eventually hit my peak and my body gave in. And of course Frank was happy. He thought I enjoyed it. I still couldn't look at him. It wasn't over yet. I felt him thrust into me. "Stop! It hurts!" It was like being split in two. He finally finished and put his robe and underwear back on. He took out a cigarette and smoked it. "You were such a good girl for me. You'll come to like it over time." All I could do was lay there and stay quiet. "I do believe I'll keep you around. You're too fun to toss aside. I'll send the girls in to get you cleaned up." I was too shocked to think about anything. I hate my life.

Magenta's POV

Columbia and I were so worried about Daphne. We knew Frank likes to be in control, and since it had been awhile since he slept with anyone besides Rocky. His sexual appetites are always changing, and he would likely become violent with her. Columbia or I thought about trying to talk Frank into sleeping with us instead. We wanted so badly to help her get out of this, to escape from here. But we knew better. Daphne was someone new to him which meant he would do anything to get her in bed with him. Even if it was by force. We have a monitor in our room to see what goes on throughout the castle. We couldn't do it. We couldn't watch him with her. It's strange, really. With most Earthlings, I'm usually cold, uncaring. I consider my compassionate side to be a weakness. I don't like to show it to everyone. For some reason, with her, I don't have a desire to be callous. She brings out the warmth in me and Riff. She treats as with kindness, and isn't disgusted by us. She saw through Frank. She wasn't entranced by him like the others. And unfortunately for that, she paid an awful price. I heard the sound of heels coming down the hall. It was Frank. "Go check on my little dove. She'll need help getting cleaned up and with other things." "What have you done? Did you rape her?" The smug look on his face said it all. I had enough. I punched him in the face. "Why? How could you?" "Why not?" He walked away, prancing down the hallway. Columbia and I rushed to Frank's room. We saw Daphne laying there shanking. The bed was a mess. Hell, the whole damn room was a mess. There was a puddle of blood on the sheets. We cautiously went to her. "Hey...you want to come back with us and get cleaned up?" She didn't answer. "Daphne? Come on, darling. Talk to us." I put my hand on her back and she swatted my hand away screaming not to touch her. She scurried away, nearly falling off the bed. "Darling, it's us. We would never hurt you. I know this is hard, but before we help you get cleaned up, we need to check for injuries, okay? "No I don't want you to see!" "It's alright, lamb. I promise." I saw there were bruises on her thighs and she was bleeding between her legs. There were taers. "He wasn't even gentle. I'll kill him." "No! Don't leave me!" "Alright. Columbia, help me get her up. She grabbed a robe from a drawer and wrapped it around Daphne. The poor thing could barely stand. It took both of us to help her back to our room.

Frank's POV
Tonight was indeed a success. I must say I enjoyed the challenge. A human was able to resist my charms. Until Daphne showed up, most humans couldn't resist my seduction attempts. I have been on Earth for quite awhile. I find humans more interesting than Transilvanians. They're so wonderfully open with their emotions. However the combination of innocence and open emotions is pretty much an aphrodisiac. To have that much control over her was exhilerating. I intend to do it again. She's now ruined for everyone else. It's a shame I had to be so aggressive with her, but I can't allow anyone to reject me. Once people come here, they can't leave. They're mine. Playmates for my amusement. What do other people have that I don't? No one has ever refused me the way she has. I suppose I did get carried away, but it's been so long since I slept with someone besides Rocky, especially someone new. I enjoy life on Earth more than Transilvania. I have more freedom here. I miss my dear mother, but I have no desire to take on the royal title. Humans are so strange with their attitudes about sex. So repressed. It's a crime, really. I want to free them. Fortunately, I likely won't have to dispose of Daphne. While I admire her feistiness it reminded me of Eddie. How I couldn't control him. But I can control her. I'm sure she'll come around in time.

AN: I struggled with writing this a lot. This POV idea might be a one time thing I really only thought about it for this chapter.