All I can do is watch as my life is ripped out from under me, rendering my brain and body useless. I can't control my limbs, they feel like weights. Thoughts muddled as he does as he pleases, in no condition to defend. In and out, in and out. No rhythm, just sloppy thrusts. Heat builds, core tightens, release. White hot pleasure. I look him in the eye. He is sweating and his eyes are clouded from pleasure. In his twisted mind, I bet he thinks that I like what he is doing to me. That is the only thing I can come up with as he unties my only restraint. I want to bolt out of this hell, out of my captor's reach, but I can't. I'm starving and dehydrated, and I can hardly move. He stops, and breaks down, asleep.

"Mmmmmmm" Is the only noise he makes as I use the only strength I can find to sit up. He doesn't even stir. I slide off of the bed and land in a heap on the floor. My bruises scream as I slowly but surely pull on my clothes. I try to stand, but my legs collapse. My clothes rub against my sore skin as I am reduced to crawling.

"I can do this..." I whisper to myself as I get closer to the door. Yards... feet... inches... freedom. I breathe in the sour air, thankful. I put my back to the wall, and try, once again to stand. I finally am able to get on my feet, and put most of my weight on the brick walls behind me and inch my way down the streets, one hand on the wall.

I avoid the gaze of the people. Some come nearer, and some go farther. My vision is starting to fade around the edges, darkness creeping in.

"No. I-I'm so close." I breathe in shallow breaths, a dry throat and a starving stomach. It comes into my view, our little cave, covered in brambles. I reach the edge of the wall, and the minute I let go, I fall to the ground, screeching in pain as I land hard on my left shoulder. I hear voices, and see blurry figures coming from the direction of the cave. I hear yelling and screaming, and one figure drops in front of my face. My vision clears for a split second, and I see Ben's face, covered in grime and some blood. I spread my cracked and bloody lips into a weak smile, and let out the words "Hi Bennyboo" and black out.

*Rewind to before Mal arrives*

~~Ben~~

"Are we ready to go?" I ask Evie, Jay, and Carlos.

"Yeah. I'm ready to beat the shit out of anybody who may have hurt her." Jay says.

"Ditto" Carlos replies as he sharpens his knife on a stone.

"I just hope we can find her. What if... she's... dead." Evie sniffles. Once again, Carlos hugs an comforts her.

"No. She's not dead... she can't be..." I say.

"I wish Doug were here..." She says. Carlos hugs her tighter and gets a visibly annoyed.

"Well, he's not, so... You know what, let's just go find Mal." Carlos says. Just then, I hear a scream.

"That sounds like..." My eyes widen "Mal." We race out, yelling Mal's name. I see her first.

"M-Mal." Words cannot describe her. But before I can say anything to her, she says "Hi Bennyboo" and her eyes close.

"Mal.. MAL!" I start to shake her, but Evie stops me.

"You'll just make it worse." She says. "Just pick her up and bring her back into the cave." So I do.

~~~. (A/N) .~~~

Hope you liked to see Mal rescued! But to all of you Marlem shippers, Harlem could come back, you never know. I just want to thank anyone who has stuck with the story this long. I honestly didn't think that I would get 8,000 views! I love writing, and you guys make it even better! I love getting feedback, and reading all of the nice things you have to say. If you like the Ben/Mal ship, I have two other Bal stories you might like: 'Truth or Dare' and 'The Isle of the Found' Anyway, if you actually read this note, put the phrase "Love you forever" in the review section, for the possibility for me to add a bonus chapter with something YOU wrote! Anyway...

BEAST OUT!