WARNING: contains rape and a few not very good battle scenes, but the rape is a bit graphic. i hope you can enjoy it anyway, i put a lot of work into this chapter

Chapter 2

He inched around the corner, being sure not to make a sound as he approached the brute from behind. He slowly stepped closer and closer until he was right behind him. As mile stretched across his face as he tapped it on the shoulder.

The brute turned and he immediately stabbed it in the stomach. It let out a guttural scream of pain and agony. It swung its bladed arm at him. Ducking he extended his left arm and stabbed it again, this time in the chest.

It screamed in agony as dark blood spurted out of the five new holes in its body. It fell back, swinging its arm at the air. It had been quick just as he had planned. He reached down and took the key from its hand.

Smiling he quickly darted away from the brute. Someone else could get blames for that, but right then he had to go have some fun.

XXX

Lily licked her lips trying to conjure up a bit of spit to swallow, but to no avail. Her arms had started to go numb from lack of blood flow. She sighed. At least she could no longer feel pain in that part f her body.

She heard movement and looked up to see Watcher come into view. He was smiling. She stared at him and he raised his hand, holding the key.

Her eyes widened and she shook her head 'no'.

His smile grew bigger and he shook his head 'yes'.

He unlocked the door, slowly, to build tension. He entered her cell, calmly approaching her, grinning the whole way.

She shook her head vigorously. "No, no, get away from me!" She cried out as he got closer. He didn't listen. He stepped towards her until she was right in front of her. "No, please get away!"

He put his right hand on her cheek, feeling the soft skin. She jerked away but he put his left hand near her face and she cut herself on his long, knifes that served as fingers. She cried out in pain.

He let out a noise that sounded like a laugh, seeming to enjoy her pain. He dragged his hand down her neck, to her chest, before resting it on her large left breast.

She yelled at him, jerking her body trying to shake him off of her. He tightened his grip on her, clamping down like a vice. She cried out, tears springing to her eyes. She tried not to look at his horrible face but he forced her to make eye contact with him, holding her face up with his left hand, his knives slicing into her skin whenever she moved.

He began roughly rubbing and massaging her breast, feeling her hard nipple through her thin dress, making sure to cause as much pain as possible, pinching, squeezing, and pulling on her inflamed bump through the dress, as well as grinding his crotch into hers, grinning as she grew involuntarily wet.

She screamed for help as well as in pain. She glanced down and saw his large erection. She cried harder.

God no. She thought. She knew what was to come.

He lowered his right hand, down to where her dress ended. He slid his hand under it, feeling her smooth thigh.

As he neared her opening she cried harder. She was still a virgin and the last thing she wanted was to be raped and violated by such a horrible creature.

She felt his fingertips brush her warm, soft flesh.

"No, NO! Don't touch me there!" She screamed.

Ignoring her he slid his long middle finger into her. She shrieked as he his finger slid in and out of her. After only a minute he added another finger, and then another.

She screamed and cried for help and for him to stop. He knew he was causing her great pain and he seemed to get off on this. His erection throbbed each time she let out an ear piercing scream.

Finally, after only five minutes of his torturous, painful fingering, she came. Her sticky juices poured out of her onto his fingers and he smiled, pulling them out of her.

He shoved the three fingers into her mouth, forcing her to lick off her own goo.

He cut open the front of her tattered dress and opened it, completely exposing her naked form to himself. He dropped his pants, revealing an inhumanly long member.

She sobbed as he grabbed her legs and spread them wide as he positioned himself; she had given up on help arriving.

Suddenly he rammed himself all the way into her on his first entry, causing her to scream in unbearable and unimaginable pain. As he moved in and out she whimpered.

Please…please God…just…just let it end soon. She though as she cried tears of pain.

XXX

"No, NO! Don't touch me there!" He heard what sounded like a woman scream.

That's odd…no one is supposed to be tortured until tomorrow. He thought.

The grunt paused in his patrolling and listened. He heard more screaming and started to move towards the dungeon area.

He was a bit different from the other grunts and brutes. He preferred to follow Alexander's orders rather than stray from them and say they were following the rules.

As he neared the stairs leading to the dungeon he heard more screaming and begging.

God it sounds horrible. He shuddered at the thought. Unlike most grunts he didn't enjoy torture, though that was probably why he was only a patrolman.

He walked down the stairs, being careful not to trip. Looking at each cell he finally found the one where the screams were coming from.

And what he saw horrified him.

The cell door was wide open and another grunt was raping the prisoner. Neither of them noticed him. He looked at the girl's face.

She's lovely… He thought to himself. She was beautiful, but her face was contorted in pain and fear, tears falling for her face.

Before he could stop himself he reacted.

He dashed into the cell, grabbing the other grunt by the neck with his sharpened knife fingers and yanked him backwards. He cried out and whirled around, slashing at air. He quickly stabbed him, but missed his chest and got his shoulder. The other grunt cried in pain and sliced him across the face, blood flying across the room. He howled and shoved him to the ground, sitting on top of him.

He jammed his knives into his face, causing the other grunt that was raping the woman to let out a guttural scream of pain as dark blood oozed out of the wounds. It struggled against him but stopped, having died.

He stood up and looked at the girl.

Her dress was wide open and she looked at him with fear. Slowly he approached her.

"Please…don't…" She whispered, pleading, her voice hoarse from all the screaming.

Once he was in front of her he took both parts of her dress and held them together with one hand, undoing one of his belts with the other. He wrapped the belt around her small waist and he buckled it, making sure it wasn't too tight but wouldn't let her dress fall open.

She looked at him, a bit shocked. He wiped the tears from her face, being sure to only use his right hand.

"T-thanks…I guess…" She whispered.

He nodded and turned to leave, picking up the rapist grunt too.

"Wait!" She called out to him. He turned to face her. "Why didn't you hurt me?"

He just shrugged and left, closing and locking the cell door behind him.

XXX

Lily stared into the darkness.

Why didn't that Flop Jaw try to hurt me? Perhaps they aren't all bad. He did protect me…maybe I'll name him too…yeah. Hmm…I think I'll call him Patronus. Yes, Patronus will work quite nicely.

She smiled and slowly drifted off to sleep.

hope you like, and i hope you weren't also scared for life but the rape. by the way for those of you who may be wondering, Patronus is Latin for protector. so review and message please!