Warnings and Headsup!
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MEGA ABUSE! (Or what I take to be mega abuse anyways)
1) this story does contain mention of abuse, and full out present day abuse. It got a little detailed in one of the chapters and though nothing is stated specifically, for those of you who are smart enough to know what 2+2 is... you'll be able to understand where the train of thought was going. I will mark which chapters are the bad ones... If you skip... you wont really miss anything important, just an awesome rescue attempt!
2) this gets depressing and a little dark... but it comes out cheerful and rainbow and butterflies in the end, I promise!
3) THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY! Duke does NOT fall in love with the OC and the OC does NOT fall in love with him! Sorry if I've made it sound like it was going in a different direction.
4) its not that good at the end... but like my last story... it gets better as it goes on I promise!
5) It may seem that my OC has a few things to realize before this is all said and done... and there are... I've tried to keep it organized... but if you have trouble basically she needs to gain self-confidence, trust, and a belief that there are heroes out there who wont fail her... kinda ties in with the whole trust thing...
6) THE END NOW READ!
Ch. 8: Prisoner
I was thrown into a cell.
"We'll call you again when your needed." the guard said evily. Then he slammed his fist on a button and the caged door that was glowing a pulsing blue light, closed.
I walked over to the bench against one of the side walls and curled up in the corner, sobbing worse then ever. My arms, legs, and upper chest (collar bone area) were covered in cuts and welts. I felt the fresher wonds run warm blood over the dried blood from the older ones; and I felt the other, nonvisible wonds throb painfully. I tried to control myself, the tears that were falling down were stinging the few gashes I had on my cheek. My hair was once again down, the ends matted with blood from the wonds on my sholders. They had yanked off the eyepatch Duke had given me, but regretted it when they saw my eye.
"Just keep your hair over the accursed thing." Gorg had told me. "If you weren't perfect in every other way I'd blow that scailly lizard sky high for selling you at such a high price." I had learned that he was only called captain because this was his ship, he wasn't a captain in an army as I had originally thought. He ran not only a... play house for the guards... but also a bunch of scams that, they assured me, I would come in very useful for pulling off successfully.
They had taken the clothes, and weapons, that Mallery had bought me and given me a new outfit. Not right away I will add. I now wore all lether. A tight skirt, a strip of black that just barely covered my chest, and lether boots that trailed all the way up past my knee. Not to mention the lovely metal collar they used to keep me 'in line' and to shock me when ever they wanted a laugh.
I had only been there a little more then an hour, but they had already done so much to me. It is amazing what you can do to a person in such a short amount of time. I layed down on the bench, head facing the cage so no guard could get a free sneak peak at me. I wished I had a blanket, but off course they wouldn't give me one. I started to drift, exhausted in everyway.
"Kathlene." a farmilar voice hissed at me. I jerked up and scrambled to the corner again, trying to hide myself behind my knees. "It's us. We're getting you out of here."
"Wildwing?" I said horsely. My voice was almost gone, not surprising concidering how long I screamed when I was with those... there is no word evil enough to discribe them, so I'll make one up, fudastards, that sounds lame, but it is the best I can do.
"Yes. Come to the gate so we can hear you better."
"Why should I trust you? You all lied to me, I don't belong with you."
"You don't belong here either." Mallery hissed.
"That wasn't us, Kat." Tanya said. "Chameleon said those things, not us."
"Yeah, girl, we'd never dis you like that." Nosedive added.
"We'd never dis you period." Wildwing corrected his younger brother's mistake.
"Why would we not want a 100, little friend?" Grin asked.
"You mean..." I stopped myself. Was I going to be foolish enough to fall for it again? Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. The voice in my head said slighly.
"Forget it!" I hissed at them. "I'm not going to get hurt again!"
There was a small curse, then a "gotcha", then the door opened. All five ducks ran into the cell, and right after Nosedive ran in, the gate closed again.
"Duke's out there controlling it." Wildwing explained in response to my puzzled look.
"Kat, we would never hurt you. Especially that way." Mallery said, wraping an arm around me. I shrunk away from her and she withdrew her arm.
"Guys, hurry it up in there." hissed Duke's voice as footsteps were heard down the passage way.
"Go." I said, pure terror in my voice. "If they catch you, they'll kill you. Or worse." I looked at Mallery and Tanya. "Go." Why was I worried about them? They betraid me, I should be hoping for them to get caught. But I couldn't bring myself to. I think some part of me knew they were telling the truth, but I wasn't willing to listen; to fall into false security again.
Duke opened the door and they left, Nosedive and Grin giving me one last beseeching look.
"We'll be back." Wildwing hissed as he was the last to leave. "We're not leaving you here." Then all of them were gone.
"Duke?" I whispered. I wanted, needed to hear him. He of all of them, his apology, his reasurence that I was wanted, that I belonged. But even he was gone, and again I was alone. Not for long however.
"1-K-4-7." a cold voice rang out. She just layed there. Duke watched as the guard raised a small remote and he heard a loud scream and the sound of electricity running through the girl he had come to view as a sister. He felt hands grab his arms, holding him back. He hadn't even been aware of moving. He looked around and Grin had grabbed him, Nosedive was holding onto Wildwing who looked like he too had made a movement to go and tear the guard to shreds. Grin couldn't say anything and risk the chance of the guard hearing him, but his expression was plain to read. She's strong, she can handle it.
But that didn't concern Duke. That bastard was hurting his 'sister' and he wasn't going to just sit back and let him do it, whether she could handle it a thousand times or not. The only thing that made him stop struggling was hearing her response.
"WHAT!" She had shouted it. Not smart kid. Duke thought, terror griping at his heart. And sure enough, the sound of that damned collar shocking Kathlene's system rang in his ears.
"You WILL show proper respect mutt or face the consequences!" the guard shouted.
"Yes." Kathlene's voice was just audible.
"Yes, what?" the guard barked.
"Yes, master." Kathlene said.
"Very good, we're learning fast, aren't we?" the guard sneared and pressed the botton for a third time just for the mere pleasure of it. Her cries echoed around the stone walls. Obviously he had uped the voltage. Duke was trembling in Grin's arms, the latter was now holding him up in the air and squeezing him to his chest to keep him from running at the guard. Mallery and Tanya were both holding onto Wildwing's sholders as Nosedive held his brother's arms in a lock behind his back. Tanya's face feathers were soked with silent tears, and Nosedive had his eyes tightly shut, turning his face away from the guard.
"Your sevices are required." the guard informed Kathlene, apparently done with his torture game. He opened the gate and went in. Seconds later he immerged, dragging Kathlene out by her hair. Duke stopped struggling again as he saw her. He had been afraid of seeing her before because he didn't think his nerves could've taken it. He was right, he almost fainted as he saw her in the horrible stripper outfit they had put her in, blood, both fresh and dried, plastered to her body, along with numerious welts. He felt his body go limp, and out of the corner of his eye, he just regestered Wildwing doing the same. In fact all the ducks seemed to have frozen in place, every molicule in them going numb and shaking. It had been dark in the cell, so none of them had gotten a real good look at her. Duke, who had seen other women in the hands of the Mulkers before, knew somewhat to how she would look, but actually seeing how much damage they had managed to do to her in the short time they had had her, and he knew that she had not just been cut and beaten, but she had been subject to more tramitizing abuse as well, abuse that leaves scars no one can see. He had murder in his heart now.
I struggled as the guard yanked on the hair at the top of my head. He simply hit the button again and I yelled as a painfull shock wave rattle every bone and nerve in my body. I was now shaking uncontrolably, sobbing.
"Silence!" he barked at me and I quieted a little. He dragged me into a room where Gorg sat, stuffing his discusting face.
"Here's the new canis (dog) you requested." the guard said.
"Excelent. You may take a small piece if you want, but make sure you don't over do it." Gorg said. "I need her functioning."
The guard had an evil smile as he yanked the black strip off and... well... I'd rather not say, but you can guess what he did. After a few minutes, he raised the black strip over his head. "You want this back? Jump."
I looked at Gorg. Surely he wouldn't let him do this to me. "You heard him, mutt. Jump!" Gorg snarled, taking a swig of whatever the hell he was drinking. I began to sob harder as I got to my unsteady feet and began, clumbsily, to jumb for my only cover.
Wildwing felt his pulse quicken as he saw, through a small window, what those monsters were making her do. Duke was crying angry tears as Grin carried him, afraid to let him go just yet. Nosedive looked transfixed, both stunned (keep in mind he is a teenager who can't control his body yet) and sickened. Tanya refused to look any longer then a few seconds, and Mallery was shaking as she kept her fists tightly clenched at her side, trying not to grab her gun and blast them all to smitherings.
"Duck!" Wildwing yelluped as the guard turned to the door. It was lucky he had his head turned, laughing at Kathlene who was trying desperately to pull the strip back on. The ducks all crowched low in the shadows as the guard came out of the door. Duke was calm enough now to use his saber to stop the thick wooden door from clossing all the way. They all carefully slipped into the room, un notticed by anyone. The guard was out of sight and ear shot, and Gorg was too wrapped up in talking to Kathlene to notice.
"I need you to charm your way into an orginization that is bent on destroying this very profitable buisness. Plus, they have something of mine that I really would like back, a jewled crown." he was saying. Duke froze momentarily, he remembered stealing a jewled crown three years previously for Gorg. Could it have been stolen from him? Well if so, then it's true about what goes around comes around. Duke thought bitterly.
"I hear your good at undercover work." Gorg was saying. "That's good. Don't let me down."
"What if I don't want... AAAAAHHHHH!" Kathlene hit the floor on her knees, clutching at the collar which was sparking.
"There is no 'I don't want'!" Shouted Gorg. "There is only 'Yes Master'! Do you understand mutt?"
"Ye-yes master." Kathlene coughed.
"Good." Gorg sighed. "Now, get up and fallow me. There's one last... service I need of you before you can go and rest up for tomarrow's mission."
He started walking towards me. I could hear his sluggish footsteps and knew what was comming. I sobbed as I tried to stand but found that I didn't have the strength. I heard him come closer and closer and braised myself for cold, slimmy hands to grip my hair again, but they didn't come.
"Take one more step towards her and this blade goes straight in."
I raised my head. Duke was there, behind Gorg, pointing his saber at the back of his head, I could just make out a small red light on his eye patch.
"Duke L'Orange." Gorg said as if he were saying hello to an old friend, but he stopped and I could sense that he had tensed. "I hear you're working for the good guys these days. Oh, and here they are."
I felt huge, warm arms gather around me and lift me up.
"It's okay, little friend." Grin's deep calming voice soothed me. I had no strength to push away or feel resentment towards him, or Duke, or any of them. Wildwing had said that they were going to get me out, and they had come back. I felt more tears coming, though whether they were tears of graditude or just plain happieness for finally realizing that there were beings I could trust, I didn't know. I burried my face in him and sobbed as he carried me out. Before we left the room, I heard Gorg say something about guards, and Duke replying, "If you're smart, which I know you are, you'll keep them at bay."
I heard footsteps behind us and got scared, but then relaxed as Mallery and Tanya's voices rang out in unison, "Boys! Come on!"
I heard Nosedive say something, Wildwing shout at Duke, the sound of blasters going off, and what sounded like two peaces of steal clanking against eachother, but it was all too much to take in. I felt myself sinking into darkness, try as I might to stay with the others. But eventually, I was overcome, and blacked out into oblivion.
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