Jisatsu Tejina Chapter 2: Asylum, a fire emblem fanfic

Jisatsu Tejina

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Disclaimer, No I do not own Fire Emblem or any of the characters.

Eek! Sorry for all my typos in the last chapter! I've got an editor now. ;)

(Chapter one has been fixed now. :D)

Things get a little dirty in this chapter, just as a warning.

My warnings remain the same. Rape, yaoi and torture. Overall, content not suitable for younger readers.

Chapter Two:Asylum

They stepped inside the old, broken down house. Soren could see bloodstains all over the house and bodies which must of been previous slaves. He felt a shiver go down his spine as he tried not to allow his new master see his shudder.

"Not feeling very comfortable, are you, pet?" his new master, by the name of Roden, asked him.

Soren looked up, but didn't answer him. This wasn't something that a ten year old child was suppose to experience. This wasn't something that anyone was suppose to experience! Roden looked at him back, with a lustful look. Soren gasped and looked down at the floor. Using everything he had in him not to burst into tears right in front of him. He would tonight though. He promised himself that, crying made you feel better.

Roden grinned at him, nasty thoughts entering his mind. "Whatcha thinking, kid? Going to tell me your name yet?" Soren looked up, annoyed this time and grumbled, "It's Soren." Roden nodded, "I'm Roden, but you will refer to me as "Master" got it?" Soren nodded, understanding. 'Don't worry 'Master' I'm used to it. Won't take me long to forget your name and replace it with Master.' his thoughts echoed.

Roden looked at Soren, confused. 'Sheesh, you can always tell that kid is thinking but I can't read him.' after he had finished throughly looking him over, he arrived at Soren's forehead. He found the mark that the women, who was so careless with him never noticed. Roden knew what it was, it was the mark of a half-laguz. An abomination. Soren became aware of the fact that Roden had been staring at him, he decided it would be better not to question the disgusting man's actions, knowing what it would lead to. Roden shook his head and starting chuckling, coming out of the daze.

"You can go to bed, pet, we'll start in the morning." Roden spoke with amusement, but coldness at the same time.

Soren nodded, and wondered where the bed was he began to speak, "Uh..Ro-Master, where is..the 'bed'?" he asked, getting ready to flinch. Roden didn't hurt him but he shrugged as if he didn't know. "You can sleep on the floor in my room, oh, and come here for a second." a nasty smile played on his lips, as he tugged on the leash. Soren made a choking noise but was pulled to him.

The man grinned further and ripped off his shirt, leaving him only a pair of ragged pants to wear. Soren looked bewildered at his Masters actions. He accidently let a sniffle escape his throat feeling that he could no longer contain his sorrow and sobs began seeping from him. He didn't care about dignity anymore he didn't care if his new Master thought he was a crybaby, so he began shamelessly bawling his eyes out, his shoulders rising at every harsh breath he took.

"I-I'm sorry." he managed to utter out.

Roden looked overjoyed at his sadness. 'Heh, it'll be fun to bring some friends over tomorrow and push him around.' he decided mentally. He watched his every movement during his state of immobility, amazed at how much emotion the little kid was pouring out. Finally, after several minutes Roden became very bored with what he was watching. Very bored and very angry.

"Alright, you better shut up before I rip out your tongue!" he narrowed his eyes at Soren and dragged him to his room. "Now, I expect you to stay here, keep your fucking big mouth shut and sleep!" Roden shouted angrily and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

Soren looked up from his corner on the floor at the door. Noticing that the door hadn't made a click noise yet, which meant it was unlocked. 'Maybe..I can sneak out.' he thought. But of course, right after that, he heard a click noise. 'Spoke to soon.' he sniffled, curling up on the floor, laying on his stomach. He hadn't slept in nearly twenty hours, regardless of the situation he was exhausted. Soren frowned, the room was an ugly gray stone colour and it had cracks running down the walls and across the ceiling. The bedroom barely had any furniture besides an uncomfortable looking bed and a wooden stool. There weren't even any windows, the floor had no carpets. What a depressing sight. He sighed and he watched the many cockroach's crawl across the floor, right in his face to a crack in the wall.

He suppressed a shriek when one actually stopped, and crawled onto his nose and bit him. He glared and shook it off stomping on it, shuddering at the thought of all the slime on his foot. He sighed, curling up again managing to fall into an uneasy slumber.

The next morning, Soren woke up early, because he happened to have a rat trying to get into the pant leg of his pants. This time, his shout escaped his lungs. Awaking his tormentor, his Master. The rat was startled at the loud noise and buried itself in a crack, before Roden saw it.

"You better have a pretty good explanation for this, boy." he growled, his eyes barely opening. Roden stomped over to Soren and picked him up by his greenish black hair staring straight into his unnaturally red eyes.

Soren began choking out an explanation all the while trying to neglect the pain on his head from his Master nearly ripping all his hair out. "There was a rat! I couldn't help myself, I'm sorry!" he bowed to Roden while still be held up in the air. "Please forgive me."

Roden chuckled, "Apologies won't cut it." he grinned ferociously and slugged him right in the face. Roden could actually see the saliva flinging from Soren's mouth. He snickered, "That better teach you to keep your damn mouth shut when I'm sleeping or tell you to stay shut up!" the cruel master snarled, dropping Soren to the floor.

Soren lay on the floor, trying to catch his breath. He was shocked, he had been abused by his previous owner but never hit so hard. He fought the tears that urged to leek from his eyes and stood up, rubbing his face.

Roden scowled and kicked him in the shin, "When did I say you could get up, brat?"

Soren shook his head, "You didn't." and sat back down, listening to everything he was told. Inside, he didn't want to, but his jaw hurt to much to make an effort to fight back.

Roden snickered cruelly, obviously pleased that Soren was obeying him so loyally, "Good pet." the evil man mockingly cooed to him. "Now, pet, you are to clean up this entire piece of shit and then come back to my room. Got it?"

Soren tried to hide a look of disgust and nodded, limping out of the room.

He sighed to himself, spending the day cleaning the house was going to be a thrill. He thought sarcastically to himself. At least the other place only took around an hour to get everything done. This was going to take weeks! He looked around, wondering where to start. He figured he'd get the grossest place over with, the bathroom. He shuddered when he stepped in. It smelt as if he was stepping into a sewer that had been around for hundreds of years. He tried to breath out his mouth but then realized he was inhaling the foul fumes. He shook his head and just tried to breath as little as possible. He lifted up the commode which was nearly overflowing with the man's waste. He winced at the sight off it, stood up and dumped it out a window. He then got some soap and washed it out.

Many..many hours later...

He stood there, looking at the much cleaner house for nearly five minutes, finally, his brain managed to grasp the fact that he was done. Soren looked down at his filthy hands and shook his head, walking to a recently cleaned skin and turning it on with his chin. He washed off the repulsive stuff for just under ten minutes. After he had finished washing up he gave a nervous squeak, walking back into the 'living room' which had two full grown men, plus his master who all looked just as homeless like, and bandit-esk. He tried to slip past them but Roden caught him,

"Aye! Kid, get to your room! We'll call you out when we want entertainment!" he bellowed, sounding and smelling a little intoxicated.

His buddies laughed, a drunken laugh.

"Yeh bettah git teh your room before I decide I want meh fun now!" one said, he was a bald, beefy man. His face, so wrinkled you could barely see his features. He had many scars across his face, and the mark of a "Bandit Traitor" on his arm. Soren tried to hide a shocked look when he saw the mark. A bandit traitor was a man or women who had previously been with a group of bandits but they had disbanded him or her from their group because their actions were causing the group far to much to deal with, whether it was crimes or doing stupid things to get themselves caught. Bandit Traitors were always a horrible bunch of people. He shook the thoughts out of his head and scuttled off to his room. Where he sat on the floor, listening to the intoxicated men howl with laughter.

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"So, boss, whaddeh yeh figure we're gunnah do wit deh little runt tonight?" the bald man asked Roren, a look of lust and desire gleaming on his greasy, dirty face.

Roden shrugged, "Whatever we want, Igaro. Tease him..or, some stuff." he replied, winking. Roden's thirst to have some fun with the kid had gone up since he had bought him. The child was so, beautiful. Being a little drunk, too, he had an excuse. Roden grinned to himself.

A man, who was slightly more attractive then the other two spoke, "I don't want to take part in this...The last time I did something like this I got caught and sentenced to community services by..erm..my wife." he coughed, and left the house, swishing, long oily hair behind him.

"Fine then! Go, git yer lame ass outta here!" the bandit traitor roared after him as the man shut the door behind him. "So, then, shall yeh go git deh kid?"

Roden rolled his eyes, he hated being gived orders but, he had to admit, he was beginning to get anxious himself. He shrugged, and nodded, then shouted at the top of his lungs, "PET! Get your ass out here!"

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Soren had been listening in on their conversation from the room. He sighed, and braced himself, not fully knowing what was coming, but aware of the fact that it wasn't going to be pleasant. The stepped out infront of the two completely drunk, and erotic brutes. His answer was a stuttery one and a choked out one.

"Y-you called, master?" Soren tried to reply as formly as he could, in hope he could get out off it.

Roden grinned, his mate, following his lead of facial expressions, "That's right brat. Ready to have some fun?" his grin widened, as he leapt for the little boy, who was utterly clueless as to what the man was trying to do to him.

He realized it, when his Master and the bald traitor bandit began stripping him down, Soren was flailing around and screaming, trying to squirm out of their grasp, his attempts were failures. Roden climbed behind the poor, agitated child and began massaging his back, his neck and placing his lips to his neck. That action caused the kid to shriek and squirm further, Roden placed his tongue on the sweating, screaming child's neck and starting licking his neck in a back and forth motion, teasingly. Soren gave it his all to free himself from Roden's grasp but failed, miserably. The other man, who was much larger then Roden climbed ontop of the screaming kid and wrapped his arms around Soren's waist. This got yet another shriek out of him. He snickered and began licking the child's ear back and forth. That action, made Soren give a cross between a whimper and moan to the two savage men. That aroused Igaro beyond reason. He pressed his lips to Soren's and forced his own tounge into Soren's. While he had his tounge in his mouth, crossing saliva with the kid, Igaro started to massage the tense and numbing nipples of the boy. This caused a moan to come out of Soren, it sounded pained. Roden, from behind triggered another whimper when he placed his hands on the boy's waist and start massaging him there. Igaro looked crazed with all the power he and Roden had over the poor, violated child.

"Havin' fun yet, kid?" Igaro asked with a sick look of pleasure crossing his face.

Tears started streaming down Soren's face and he nodded, hoping it would get them away from him. He wanted to get away. Anywhere, it didn't matter, hell it could be in his corner in Roden's room.

Igaro smirked, and Roden's erected area began to lift up further which cause it to poke at Soren's buttocks. A shudder ran down Soren as he tried to lift his body up to avoid Roden's swelling, prodding, cock, but it only caused him to be pushed into Igaro's also, ready to begin area. He shrieked. This was madness that he couldn't escape. He settled himself back down on the floor, not overly concerned yet, considering Roden hadn't tried to enter 'him' yet. Igaro left his mouth only for Roden to feed off of, and moved town to his soft stomach. He licked there, Soren screamed protests which were completely ignored. Igaro came down to his area and placed his lips on the tip of his penis. Soren squirmed but, no matter how much he didn't want to be, he was aroused, and a pleased shudder escaped him, his pleasure was interrupted when Roden stuck himself inside of Soren. He flaided miserabley. Unable to escape this. Igaro began pumping Sorens cock with his hands while still having his mouth on him. Sucking him dry. The two large men's fun was interrupted when the overwhelmed kid fell unconcious. They shouted angerily and tried to wake him up, but it was no use. They would just have to wait till tomorrow night.

"Great, thanks alot Roden, now I'm gunna have teh git home and not have meh fun finished! I'm coming back tomorrow night, got it?" Igaro scowled, pulling his clothes back on.

Roden shook his head, "Not my fault, and you can't come tomorrow. I wanna try alone, I'm sure it'll be easier on my pretty little slave." he smirked, looking at the naked, unconcious beauty.

Igaro left, and Roden went to his own bed. Soren slept naked that night on the cold floor, with horrible dreams of that nights events haunting his dreams. He moaned, and whimpered in his sleep, thrasing around violently. The next morning, he awoke at 5:00am. He yawned, trying to fall back to sleep but was unable, the events were to much. He was shocked, overwhelmed and scared. The violated Soren feared it would happen again. He found his pants on the ground and put them on, finding a stool to sit on and look out one of the few windows this depressing asylum had.

And so, the nights continued like that, he never passed out again. For when Roden awoke that morning he was furious. He tormented Soren which would drive a normal beorc into insanity. Peeling off his finger nails, bleeding him untill he passed out and forcing him to keep his skin in fire for a whole minute. He burned off all the body hair the kid had and only left the hair on his face. The days, were normally filled with torture, or preparing the bastards food, or cleaning his house, and the nights were always traumatic like the first time it had happened, but they always seemed to get worse everytime. The men, or sometimes it was just one, would experiment different things on him, aroused at his reactions, sometimes trying living things to abuse the poor, tortured soul. Through the years, Soren became more and more tough and less obedient. That of course, led to painfully things. Soren reminded himself that the bastard would do them anyways and he'd rather make Roden mad then please him.

Eight years after Soren had first been bought...

'I'm going to do it tonight' the youth who had grown into a beautiful teen promised himself. He had reached the age eighteen and was more rebelious to the sick man. He had long black hair, which had a ponytail further down the long shimmering, almost liquide hair. He was much to short for his age, and much to thin, having never been fed the proper vitamins a normal child needed. He was finished growing as well at about 4'11. He had red eyes with had grown a little smaller throughout the years. He had scars left all over his body from the previous events that went on in this wicked habitat. If you could call it that.

'I'm going to escape tonight, before Igaro comes.'

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End of Chapter Two.

Bleh, I'm lost with what to do next..I'll try my hardest to keep Soren in a traumatic event, the next chapter may be a bit boring. :(

Constructive criticism welcome! No flames please, I gave a warning at the top.

Silver Ferret:Thanks. :) I'll try and add Marth and Roy in, maybe in chapter four. I'm thinking Soren could meet up with them or something like that. Or MAYBE, I can go split story and have two things going on at once and they could cross stories at a point. ;)

DeathsRain: Not planning on it! ;D And I'll try and make that ending happen. (I know huh? I'll try and get him tortured again later. :D Or maybe he just won't escape. . )