Bel had lost track of how long he had been chained to that same wall; all he knew was that he wanted to go home, where he could lay in his warm, comfortable bed with his door and windows locked and never have to deal with anyone again. There wasn't much he couldn't handle; he was a Varia member, so it was expected of him to be able to deal with whatever came his way – this, however, was something he had never been prepared for, having always thought this would never happen to him.

But here he was, in tears and trembling like an abused puppy as Verde sat on the bed next to him and examined his stomach once more. He had been raped so many times, even the sound of footsteps approaching his room was enough to send him into terror, wanting nothing more than to never have to see another human being again.

"It didn't take you long at all to conceive." Verde looked into Bel's face that was sweaty from distress and smirked. "It only took one day, and already it's growing at a rate quicker than I had anticipated. I may have to terminate this one; I can't see it surviving the birthing process with the preparation you have been given, but at least we know the experimental drugs are doing their job and changing your hormone levels to where I want them to be."

Bel sniffed at these words and curled up tighter. Moving to hold his stomach, he shook his head, his whimper full of terror as he whispered, "D-don't… It's m-my baby…"

"Even after it was conceived through means you didn't even want?" Taunting the younger, Verde moved closer. "How could you ever love something that was given to you through such ways? It may have come from your body, but at the end of the day, will you ever love it as you would had it been birthed by a woman of your choice?"

Bel sobbed, but otherwise remained silent; it was true he was terrified of the things that had been done to him, and he knew he was far from ready to be a parent, and that, if this had never happened, he may have had his first child when he was much older and mature enough to care for it – but the happy things he had dreamt of would never happen now; not after what he was being put through. Maybe Verde was right, and maybe he would find it hard to father a child born of this situation, but it was his baby nonetheless, and now, he was seriously doubting he would ever be able to go out and try for a baby in the future. This was his only chance of having the child he had been wanting for a while now, and he would do his best by it, no matter how hard it was.

"You're not…" Swallowing back his fear, Bel tried to grasp what little pride was left in him, but it wasn't enough to stop his voice from quivering like the frightened child he was. "…You're not taking… my baby…"

"It won't survive much longer anyway; it will be easier for me to terminate it now and then we can start again after making a few adjustments to slow the development to a pace compatible with your body." Shrugging his little shoulders, Verde showed nothing but contempt as he continued on. "You didn't react this badly when I told you I terminated the two babies the women had conceived from you. Was that because they raped you? Or because the babies weren't growing in your stomach? Did you care at all for them?"

It was true the news he had been delivered previously had upset him; they were his children, after all, but he couldn't feel the way about them as he did for the baby growing inside him. Was it because having been raped by women felt surreal to him? As if he was dissociating from something he was still struggling to come to terms with? It felt real whenever the countless men Verde had at his disposal paid their visits to the blond, but whenever Bel remembered being held down and forced into sex by two women – women! – there was just something about the situation that caused Bel to partially shut down, as if his only coping mechanism was to pretend it had never happened, that he had never been weak enough to have women take advantage of him.

Bel wiped at his eyes when Verde backed away from him. His shoulders shook as his tears came harder; why couldn't he just go home…?

"I'll be back soon to get it out of your stomach, and then we will start again." Verde had turned around to leave, but he stopped when he heard sudden coughing. Looking back at Bel, he frowned as he noticed the boy leaning forward with a hand over his mouth as he coughed up blood.

Bel whimpered loudly as he curled inwards further while a terrible pain in his stomach he had never experienced before crippled him. He continued coughing up blood as the pain grew worse, and he was sure he could feel his pants becoming damp with his own life fluid, too. Keening loudly as nausea washed over him, Bel tried hard to distract himself from the burning sensation in his stomach that felt as if his insides were being rearranged carelessly.

Verde didn't say a word as he took a surgical knife from his pocket and held it to Bel's stomach. Not caring enough to do anything to numb the pain, he pushed the blade through pale skin, creating an incision. Bel screamed at this, and with the pain he was already in, it was enough for him to pass out.

Verde didn't care for Bel's wellbeing; all that mattered to him was keeping his test subject alive.

~~XX~~

When Bel came to, the first thing he did upon becoming coherent was to reach down to his stomach and hope it had been a dream. However, upon feeling the stitches in his skin, his eyes instantly welled up with tears and he thumped his fist angrily against his mattress; his baby had been taken from him, and he hadn't even been allowed to express his wishes in the matter.

Squeezing his eyes shut tight, Bel wished he were dead; death was better than this, after all.

~~XX~~

When Verde was approached by his followers a few hours later, he was given the news that the small group had finished with Bel and had left him in his bed, but that the boy's wound had reopened from struggling so much. Verde dismissed this, not too worried; as long as Bel survived long enough for a successful birth to be carried out, he couldn't care less for the Varia member's condition.

"I am looking to lower some of what is included in the drugs I have been giving him." Verde was stoic as he surveyed the others. "It seems something within the dosage has been too high for all test subjects, and so the foetus is growing at a rate faster than what the temporary womb I've put inside them is able to handle. I need to find a way to balance both the development of the foetus and the womb, or I may need to replace yet again another subject."

There were murmurs around the room before Verde spoke again, addressing a woman who had just walked in to join the others.

"Veronica, did you join the men before?" Stoic as he received a shake of the head in response, Verde said, "There are aphrodisiacs stored in the medication room; you know what to do."

With a nod, the woman left once more without a word; she quite enjoyed her time with Bel, because the more the boy struggled to get her off him, the more he unintentionally pleasured her into powerful climaxes. She hoped he would soon learn to just lay back and let it happen, because as good as the sex was with him, it often annoyed her to be with a partner who did nothing but cry during.

Maybe today she would smother him with his pillow until he was unconscious and have her way with him then and there.