The Nightmare for an Insomniac.(Kross)

[Alexis Green]

She couldn't sleep. Surprise! She quietly slipped out of bed without stirring Li and she walked to the bathroom that was just outside their door. Her fingers found the latch on the medicin cabnet and opened it, looking at the different kind of sleeping pills she had. So far there was 11 different kinds, and she has tried all of them. It would seem even when her Qi was gone, it was still hard for her to sleep. Well, seventeen years of absolutely no sleep probably became an odd pattern for her body. Lexie gave a huff, giving up on the pills and tip toed back into the room. She opened up her drawer and pulled out some clothes. Maybe there was just too mch on her mind and she needed a jog to empty it.

It was a hot night, so a form fitting tank top and short sweat shorts would make due. She didn't want to get hot while on the jog, 'cause she could go for a longer time when she is cooler, though who doesn't?

The warm wind kissed the bare skin on her shoulders and upper chest along with her thighs. She did a little stretching before she was off on a midnight jog.

Her and Li lived on a pretty good part of San fransico, but she managed to find herself in a rather sketchy area. She never really paid attention to how far she went, she was empty headed while on a jog. She looked down at her watch and it told her it was 2 in the morning. So she had been jogging for quite some time.

She turned to return home, and in the distance she had seen a figure of a man. It was more of a silloette, but it still made her feel nervous. Last time she was out this late and there were men, they tried to rape and kill both her and Reira. She picked up a little more pace and would try to keep a good distance away from him while passing him.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

(OOC- This thread takes place before Visage II. Jester is still in control.)

The night had been frantic... Terrible... One of the worst in recent memory... I lay on the floor of my apartment, surrounded by broken glass. The remnants of the bottle of vodka were still in my hand, the single shotglass resting on the table by where I lay.

Life was... complicated... and that was most likely the biggest understatement of the century. I found myself more and more consumed by Jester's thoughts each day, even with the occasional control switch... The moments were few, but each one helped me remember my sanity... no, my humanity.

You know Damien...?

...don't you dare talk to me...

I was thinking... I'm in the mood for some fun.

...well, that's too damn bad...

See, problem is, you don't have a say in the matter.

What are yo-

I shoved Damien out of my head. I wasn't in the mood for his sniveling... I wanted some excitement. I wanted to play a little. Hmm... But what to do about that? Or rather, WHO to do about that... Haha.

Let's see... Sam is always available to 'meet with master,' but I'm not in the mood for her... She kind of annoys me... Kate is a walking STD. We don't need that... OoOoOo, that Demetra bitch was good looking... Meh, but I don't know where she lives... Oh well, looks like I was hittin' the town.

A quick rummage through an old box found exactly what I was looking for... A taste of the good ol' days...

Lust...

Right you are Damien... I think it's time we have a reunion with our old buddy, don'tcha think?

With glee, I looked down at the red mask- a typical eye level masquerade mask, it's surface a crimson red. Once, this mask was the symbol of fear to the girls of 552... Athalia and Darien both knew the terror of this face... Now, perhaps it was time to set the dominoes in motion here in California...

- - - - -

The night was a bit warmer than expected, but it didn't stop me from wearing my heavy coat. I stood beside a large van- the one used by my mentor, Ricardo. He had left it in my care for a week while he went off on out-of-state duty... Just my luck, hm?

A girl appeared out of the night- her eyes making it apparent she not only saw me, but feared me... With my back turned to her, and with my ponytail kept rolled up inside of the black ski mask I wore, she would have nothing visual on me... Also, with the darkness and my position, none of the red mask would reach her... It would appear that a man was just standing beside his van, on his cell phone, talking to someone... who I knew didn't exist.

"Are you kidding me?" I would exclaim. "Two hours? Look, I am not waiting out in this cold two goddamn hours. Get a fucking tow truck down here, now."

Now, I would merely wait for the girl to pass me... and spring the trap.

[Alexis Green]

He was by a van. She could here him yelling about something.. something about a tow truck. Alexis wanted to help, but the bitch in her didn't want to.. also the fact that she should't talk to strangers told her not to help him out. She could always keep her distance and ask what is wrong from a way away. She was quite fast, though she didn't know how fast this guy was.

She approached him, slowly, and out of arms reach.

"Excuse me? Do you need help with anything?" She couldn't see his face. he was facing the other direction and even if he had faced her direction, there was too much darkness shrouding the both of them. The lighting on this street was horrible. Her hand slipped into her back pocket and pulled out her phone. She would be ready to bolt from the scene and give the police a call if need be. She wasn't ready to kill another guy, or get attacked by one. "I can probably call my boyfriend... He might be able to help?" that and she would feel safe with him down here.

Chills ran down her spine. The little voice known as intuation rang in her head, over and over.

Get the fuck out...

[Damien Kross, Jester]

Ah, she walked right into it. Splendid.

"Oh, twenty minutes? That's much better." I said into the phone, raising a single finger over my shoulder to tell the girl 'just a sec.' I snapped the phone shut, put it into my pocket, and swifted turned, slamming a fist into the girl's stomach.

Yeah, it was a dirty, low-down trick, but it would work. With this moment at hand, I'd be able to grab her by the back of her tank top, use my free hand to open the back of the van, and after making sure no one was around to see, I'd force her into the back, climbing in after her.

Normally, I was forced to restrain them with tape or rope, but I wanted to give this one a shot with no restraints. However, mind games were always in my arsenal.

Now, my sound Qi would be quite useful here... Keeping every sound emitted within the walls of the van. No one would hear a thing. It would be the perfect secret. She didnt know my face, she wouldnt hear my voice, no one outside would hear her scream...

With a moment of advantage, I would pin the girl down, making sure to not allow an opening for a knee to the crotch, as that was a move every girl seemed to like. The heavy coat I wore covered my neck, leaving no room for a bite attempt. I was the Terminator of rapists- state of the fucking art.

[Alexis Green]

He signaled beyond his shoulder for her to wait a moment as he finished up his call. For some reason she couldn't get her legs to move. Alexis was all talk and no action; so, violance just creeped her out, she could not handle herself when dealing with that kind of shit.

He closed the phone and quickly he had turned, slamming his fist into her stomach whilst doing so. It was an unexpected blow and quite powerful, so she doubled over in the pain. All the while, he grabbed onto her tank top and tossed her in the back seat of the van he had been standing near.

He climbed in shortly after and shut the door. Shebegan to scream, though she couldn't recall anyone out there. She was fucked. Lexie was about to do some sort of blow to him, but he managed to pin her down. She being the small girl she was, she couldn't not get him of, he was a lot more stron than her.

"Please don't!" her chin trembled and she felt the wet streak of a tear run down her cheak. She was going to die. She didn't get to say bye to Li... not even say goodbye to her sister. Alexis also realized that because she spent most of her life trying to get everyone to hate her, she didn't have any friends. No one would miss her. Who knows how long Li or Olivia would realize Alexis was gone. She always went off for long periods of times just because she felt like it.

"You don't have to do this..please don't!" still, she tried squirming free from his grasp, but he had her good.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

Jester, what in God's name are you doing?!

Teeheeheehee, silly Damien... You will refer to me as Lust. How many times must you be reminded.

This isn't some Goddamn game Jester. This is a girl's life.

Oh calm down- I'm not gonna kill the poor thing.

Regardless, you are going to ruin her existence.

Damien, for the past number of years, I have had to listen to your unending bitching on everything... And now, I have the freedom to do as I wish. So, shut your mouth, sit back, and let me have some fun, hm? How long has it been since we've gotten our dick wet? Seriously. It feels like it's been since the Nixon administration.

With the annoying host out of my way, I could begin. However... I was one for always playing games... Athalia knew this all too well... In the time following her ambush, she was psychologically tortured by yours truly... I figured I'd play around with that a little...

My voice would come out as a whisper, but my Qi would make it carry all the way to her ears, shrouding my voice as though I had some raspy voice effect. Not perfect camouflage, but enough that she wouldn't recognize my voice on the Whammy.

"Sure, I don't have to... Then again, you didn't have to choose this night to head out on a jog. You didn't have to choose to wear such revealing clothing. You didn't have to even go jogging with your figure. Actually, this is all because you made some very dumb decisions, huh?" I said, giving a small laugh.

[Alexis Green]

His voice came out as a whisper, but she could hear it perfectly well. He was also disguising his voice some how. She let out a couple whimpers as she tried not to think about her dumb decissions. They would include stopping to be a good citizen and also moving to fucking San Fransico to begin with. At Point Hope she didn't think anybody would rape.

And revealing clothing? She was wearing something most poeple would wear for a jog. And her figure? How did she get said figure? Certainly not from sitting on the couch binge eating. Though she didn't have to go for a jog. She could have simpley stayed at home and made some tracks or even just stayed in bed with Li. (OOC:Deja vu! ...anyway...)

"Fuck you!" she spat at him, followed by fits of sobbing through her clenched teeth. She didn't have her Qi anymore... she could have prevented this. "What? Do you feel like a man doing this? Picking on some short girl 'cause you can't get any? You are fucking pathetic!" Alexis still was crying and her voice was enough evidence. It shaked and cracked while she lectured him.

(OOC: Sorry, lame post)

[Damien Kross, Jester]

OOC- The thread is now Mature.

Ah, and now began the shitstorm. Yes, I knew it was coming. The part where the victim begins to slander you and assault you with insults. The only problem was that people resorted to this when they had already realized the situation was grim and there were few other alternatives. I guess this girl was at her limit after only a few seconds. Meh, didn't matter to me.

Her screams and hollers would be unable to escape the steel shell of the van as I went through the motions- ripping her clothes off, roughing her up a little, and forcing her into things she no doubt enjoyed, but dreaded at the same time... This, was the philosophy of Lust. At its roots, sex is one of the most intense things you can experience... but to have it turned against you, to be used as a weapon, it becomes one of the most terrifying things you can experience. It was a versitile tool and nothing more.

I would leave nothing unattended to. However, I was smarter than your average bear. STD's were icky and not for me, so I slipped on a little buddy and did as I pleased, defiling every part of the young girl I wished. The hours would seem like days within this realm, time itself almost different than outside.

It would be three hours and a box of condoms later that I would be completely finished with her. It was unbelievably hot inside of the ski mask, which I had to keep on, but the heavy jacket I was able to take off after the point where she just accepted it.

I would be sitting, my back against the wall of the van, my eyes looking over my most recent conquering. Every contour of her body, every bead of sweat running down her... It gave me a sense of... accomplishment...

You will die for this.

Oh really sunshine?

Heh, he had nothing on me... Absolutely nothing. This show was mine and would forever be mine.

"Well now, how was that?" I asked, not quite finished with the psychological portion of our experience. "I'll bet your boyfriend never fucked you like that before." I would smile from under my mask. I wasn't a sex-God or anything, but I knew the methods. I knew the ways to excite a woman and I made sure to use each and every method on this girl.

If anything, she was lucky.

[Alexis Green]

He ignored her insults. It didn't do anything for him, and he just kept going. He ripped off her clothes, though he had to rough her up, because she was trying to put up a fight. At least he was a half decent monster and used condoms. Though he did not stop. She would squirm and try to escape, but as they night went on she just laid there, dead-like. She did not want anything enjoyable for him; so, she wouldn't move, because that is probably what he wanted her to do, be scared.

Alexis set her face to the hard shell she once coninuously had. She never thought she was going to have to act this way ever since she left the grasp of her parents' abusive hands. Her mind shut off and she just let him carry on. The last thing she knew, he was leaning against the cold metal of the van's wall, observing his victim as she lie there, trembling from such a feat.

"Well now, how was that?"

"Fuck...Off..." She turned the other direction. She didn't want to look at him, to be reminded of what just happened.

"I'll bet your boyfriend never fucked you like that before."

"You're right... He was better." she wanted to get up and get her clothes back on to get the fuck out of there, but she was scared he wouldn't like that, and kill her. She was actually just waiting for him to do it. He was probably just playing cat and mouse before the deed was done. You know? Break the legs then put it out of it's misery.

"Are you going to kill me? Or are you gonna let me leave." she wasn't sure how much energy she had left. After all she did have a two hour jog to where ever she was and suffered through three hours of torment.