Warning: language, violence/gore and mentions of rape.
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4 days later
Keylin's PoV
I heaved into the dirty toilet of my cell. The small bit of food that I had in my stomach was now emptied, the rest being stomach acid.
I couldn't hold food down anymore. For the little I did eat back at the camp, it was shortened the few days we spent here. We're lucky to get one meal a day. By the beating I got a few minutes ago, my stomach was bound to be unsettled anyways.
"Here." Malakei called hoarsely from his cell and I tiredly turned around to see him weakly throw an apple into my cell. His strength was depleting rapidly from being beaten to lack of food and water. If he looked pale on the first day, it's nothing compared to his sunken in eye sockets and sharpened jaw line. He was close to looking like a skeleton. A bruised and broken skeleton.
I didn't care how I looked, probably worse because of Castro. The green eyed man i'd come to know as Gunter, had taken a shine to Malakei but that didn't stop him from stepping on my knuckles when Castro pinned me down or even sending the emotional blows. I never let his words get to me but I could tell Malakei was starting to get fidgety.
My mouth watered at the sight of food but I shook my head as I hobbled over to him. Slowly reaching down to sit with my back against the cell. Apple in hand as I look out at Malakei with a small smile.
"I'll only throw it back up. You need it more than I do."
"Trust me I don't." Malakei insisted, him too bending down to sit in the same position as me while he looked over my way with a frown.
"Eat it and get some sleep Key, they're finished for another few hours. You need the rest."
They hate it when we sleep. There is not a time they don't catch us sleeping and decide to mess with us. Whether that be beating us awake, pouring freezing cold water over our bodies or pissing on us.
I decided to stay awake. In fear of something happening to me or Malakei and sometimes we took it in turns to keep watch while the other slept. Well, in hopes of having a moments peace.
"I think the trial is tomorrow." Malakei brought me out of my daze and I turned to him, blinking slowly.
"I can't wait to sleep for the rest of my life."
"Shut up." I mumble as I place the apple down beside me. It wasn't ripe so it was still hard to chew through and my teeth were sensitive and burning.
"Raen's not coming for us." Malakei said through gritted teeth and I looked up at him with narrowed eyes.
"Or whoever you think is coming. No one is going to save us. Why can't you accept that we're going to die in a few hours?"
"I've accepted it." I state seriously, looking him straight in the eye. "That doesn't mean I'm going to mope about it and think about death while I could be thinking of a way to escape from here."
Malakei looked at me in silence for a few minutes but instead of shooting me down and telling me that we couldn't escape, he surprised me by running his hand over his exhausted face.
"What's the plan then?"
A small tired smile began to form on my face as I looked at my best friend. He scoffed and looked back up at me when I didn't say anything.
"You have a plan don't you?"
"Of course I do." I bit my lip and Malakei raised a brow at me.
"Care to tell?"
"Just be ready to run when I say." I state quietly as my eyes trail to the door where distant voices could be heard making their way closer.
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I landed on my bad hand and I couldn't help but let out a curse as I did. Castro chuckled.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you that you have a terrible potty mouth?"
"Didn't your mother ever tell you that you're a piece of shit?" I state, turning around to glare at him.
Gunter whistled as I watched the steam come out of Castro's ears.
"You never fail to surprise me piglet." Gunter chuckles before throwing his batten in the air and catching it, sending a fast but hard swipe down on Malakei below him who grunts lowly.
"That's fucking it." Castro growls from above me and my eyes fly to him in confusion only to see him walking to the corner of the room.
"I've had enough of you talking back to me. It was funny at first but you're a stubborn little bitch." He looks back at me with a crazed look that frightens me to my core. Even Gunter stopped what he was doing to look over in confusion.
"I'm going to teach you a real lesson." He growls out as the noise of his belt being opened is like a pin drop in the silence. My stomach drops in fear and I feel the acid building up my throat once again.
As he pulls his belt roughly from around his waist, the adrenaline kicks in and I jump up. Stumbling into a run as I try and reach the opened cell door. Freedom only steps away.
"Keylin!" Malakei gets to his feet and hobbles forward. Gunter was standing in shock before he pulls Malakei back.
I'm about to open my mouth when I feel hands roughly grab me from behind and pin me to the cell roughly, I cry out and as the sound of the cell door closes, my hope diminishes as Castro and I are locked in the cell together.
"Bad little elf." He chuckles darkly in my ear and I sob in defeat. My head falling forward onto the cold cell bar.
"C-Cas What are you doing?" Gunter questions as I notice him making his way out of the cell before quickly shutting it and coming closer to us. Malakei immediately runs forward and grabs the cell bars tightly as he looks on in shock and anger. Mixed emotions running through his eyes right now.
"What does it look like?" Castro growls out making me whimper as I feel his hands roam my front.
"He drives me fucking crazy with his back talk and voice."
"For fuck sake Cas what the hell are you doing?" Gunter questions in mild anger when I sob loudly at Castro's hand gripping my dick.
"Please stop. I-I'm sorry!"
"Too late for that now. I wonder have you ever been fucked by a man. You seem like a virgin. I'd say that tight little hole hasn't been touched now has it?" He questions close to my ear as his other hand squeezes my ass roughly and I jolt forward. Only resulting in moving closer to his hand and I scream.
"Get the fuck away from him!" Malakei screams from his cell angrily making all of us turn to him in shock.
"Jealous Mal?" Castro questions with a raised brow before he begins to suck my neck. I squirm and whimper, trying to get away from him.
"Mate seriously stop." Gunter says in a quiet and fearful voice. "We're not allowed to do this."
"So what?" Castro brings his lips away from my neck and I squeal in discomfort as his hands roam my body and waist.
"They'll be dead tomorrow. I'm doing this one a favour. I'll show him a good fuck. Maybe a few depending on how good a bottom he is."
"You're fucking sick!" Malakei screams as Gunter stays silent, biting his lip decisively. I look at him pleadingly and he catches my gaze. Frowning.
"No one has to know Gunny." Castro says through his smirk. Gunter swallows as he looks at me again.
"Let me in."
He moves forward, avoiding my face falling as more tears begin to clog my vision. Malakei screams in desperation.
"Please no! Don't do this to him! I-I'll take his place please! I'm willing to!"
"Shut up!" Castro exclaims as he throws me on the ground and fiddles with the key to open the locked cell and let Gunter inside.
I don't even have the energy to do anything but cry. All of my thoughts of fighting back and escaping seem miles away because this was how I was going to die. I didn't want to accept it but I wish death would just come to me quickly. I wanted to die.
"Please, fuck me instead!" Malakei was crying now and my ears were ringing.
I sobbed loudly as I felt Castro's familiar rough hands around my waist before he's flipping me over. My back pressed against the cold hard and blood incrusted floor. I blinked up at him, shaking but his eyes only ravaged my body along with his roaming hands.
"He's only a fucking boy you sick bastards! He's not even 18!" Malakei screamed hoarsely.
"Does it look like I care? Sex is sex." Castro narrowed his eyes at Malakei across the way as Gunter looked nervous from behind him.
"When can I have my turn then?" Gunter questioned in a small voice, looking away from me out of guilt or what I didn't know. Castro scoffs.
"How about you stretch him and finish in his mouth while I seed him." It was more of a statement that I didn't understand the meaning of but Gunter nodded either way, making his way over.
"Mal!" I scream in desperation and fright turning my head to the side as I feel hands crawl under my skin.
"Mal please help me!" I sob out and Castro laughs. Mocking my words in a high pitched voice.
"When I get my hands on both of you." Malakei grits out lowly and dangerously. "I'll kill you."
"Is that a threat?" Castro grins before flipping him the finger and letting his hand travel into his pants. Looking down at me as he moves his hand under the material and I scrunch my eyes closed turning to the side. My breathing was getting shallow due to my hyperventilating and I only hoped I passed out so I wouldn't be able to be conscious for any of what would be done to me.
I could feel my ears ringing as Gunter's hands began to lift my shirt up and over my head. Tears coming to my eyes as dried blood from scars and wounds that healed under the material of my shirt begin to rip away painfully causing some to open. The pain was excruciating making me scream.
"Vixen!" Malakei screamed. "Vixen help us please!" Malakei screamed in desperation.
"Vixen." I sobbed out inaudibly as Gunter's hands shakily fiddled with my trouser button.
"Wait." Castro's hand shot out to grasp Gunter's wrist, halting his movements and I hold my breath. Squirming as both of their hands were close to the place I didn't want them to be. That place belonged to Raen. I was Raen's.
Raen.
"What the fuck is that on his body?" Castro exclaims in anger but I could hear the underlying tone. It wasn't hard to miss.
It was fear.
I open my eyes and look up at them panting heavily in fear only to see their gazes scrutinising my body. I frowned and go to look down but Castro kneels down beside me and pushes me onto my side. I yelp as I feel his cold rough hands touch my ribs.
There was only one thing that they could be looking at. Maybe the one thing that could save me right now but I highly doubt it. It would get me into more trouble if they knew I was a Trainer.
I locked gazes with Malakei who was clutching the cell bars where he kneeled on the ground. He had lifted his head in hope. The tears rolling freely down his cheeks as he looked between me and what they were looking at.
"It's a tattoo?" Gunter questioned in confusion.
"No shit Gunter." Castro hissed before hitting him upside the head.
Malakei looked back at me before his expression hardened and he stood up.
"That's not a tattoo." Malakei cleared his throat making Gunter and Castro look at him with raised brows.
"He's a Trainer."
When Malakei said that, Castro's hands immediately flung back and away from my skin as if he had just been burned and Gunter jumped away with the speed of light, his hands coming up to run through his hair anxiously.
"Fuck." Gunter breathed out wide eyed. "Do you realise what we could've done? What we have fucking done to them?!" Gunter raged at Castro who's eyes widened at the sudden rage aimed towards him.
"Don't fucking look at me, I didn't know."
"We almost raped a fucking Trainer. Do you not realise that is punishable by death? Not to mention he's a fucking cross!" Gunter raged and I moved back onto my side, letting my eyes fall shut and my head to hit the concrete in relief and exhaustion. My body shook in fear and I brought a shaking hand up to try and cover myself.
"What do you suggest we do then?"
I wanted to throw up.
"D-Don't say anything?" Gunter questioned as he began to bite his nails. "They're still sentenced to trial. They don't know he's a Trainer and it's going to stay that way. His secret will die with him."
I managed to crawl to the toilet bowl, gripping the loose and half broken toilet seat. As my fingers gripped it tightly. My expression turned hard.
"Do you want to continue what we started?" Castro questions as I hear his loud footsteps begin to walk over to me slowly. I gritted my teeth as I stared down at my reflection in the toilet bowl. Noticing the small flicker of purple begin to flare and die in my eyes before repeating.
"I'm ok but go ahead." Gunter responded as he walked over to open the cell door. I felt Castro kneel down beside me. His hand rubbing my back before it slips down further and further before he slips it under my back trousers.
"Your ass is mine." He whispers close to my ear and in a split second, I break off the last of the broken toilet seat and smack his head with it harshly.
He falls backwards and doesn't have a chance to bring his hand up to his now bleeding temple, I crawl on top of him quickly and begin to bring the toilet seat down hard, hitting him repeatedly until I can't recognise his face there's that much blood. I can't remember when he stopped moving but even as I knew he was dead, I kept hitting him.
"Holy fuck!" Gunter exclaimed and I turned to him, well aware my face was splattered in blood but I didn't think that he was afraid of that.
My senses were heightened and my vision improved in the dark. I began stalking over to the closed cell door as Gunter stepped back in fear while he stared me down.
I stopped in front of the rusty cell bars before reaching out and ripping them off two at a time. Gunter's eyes widened and he quickly turned to run. When I stepped out of the cell, Gunter was running to the door but with the speed of a panther, I caught up to him in a few seconds.
I grabbed him by the back of the collar and lifted him up off of the ground before throwing him back down the corridor. He yelped in fear and I heard the sound of something snapping in the man's body. He began to cry and I walked over to him slowly. Making him crawl backwards.
"I'm sorry!" He exclaimed through his tears.
"Please don't hurt me!" He cried.
"You didn't show me mercy.." I spoke calmly but my voice wasn't my own. It seemed distorted and this made Gunter's eyes widen.
I bent down to be eye level with Gunter. Tilting my head at his now sweaty and panting mess.
"Why should I?" I question with disgust on my features.
"Keylin.."
I turned my head to Malakei who was looking at me with an unreadable expression.
"You need to let him go."
I blinked at Malakei in confusion before narrowing my eyes at him.
"No." I growl out loudly making Gunter whimper and clutch his ears.
"Did you suddenly forget what he did to us?" I raged at Malakei who didn't flinch at my tone. He nodded.
"No I didn't. Don't let this consume you Keylin. Find something that grounds you. Raen? Corrin? Your father? Mother?
Mother.
I only recognised her through pictures and stories when I was younger my grandfather used to tell me. From my mind, I imagined her smile. The way she would throw her head back in laughter and even the way she said my name.
"Keylin?"
I turned to Malakei who sent me a small smile, reaching forward with his cuffed hand as far as he could and held it out for me.
I brought my hand up. Cuff-less due to having ripped them off sometime ago and reached out to touch Malakei's hand.
When our hands touched, I immediately felt the power and strength leave my body. It was a painful experience and I couldn't help but let out a whimper. My feet went from under me and I nearly lost my balance but Malakei grabbed under my upper arm and held me up.
"You're ok, I've got you." Malakei whispered in pants and it took me a few moments to recover but when I did, I looked up to Malakei. Vision feeling weakened and I knew it was a sign I was back to normal. No more heightened senses.
"Thank you.." I state hoarsely.
"No.." Malakei's eyes begin to tear up a bit but he blinks them away. His face hard as he squeezes my hand in assurance.
"Thank you."
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Thoughts?😭😭I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter
I also want to acknowledge the outstanding bravery and strength of the young Thai soccer team that were trapped in the Tham Luang cave for 9 days with limited food, water and in complete darkness. These boys were of the ages between 11-16, one boy having to endure his 16th birthday in a dark cold cave, on the verge of starvation while his family sat and waited for him to return home, birthday cake untouched.
I was completely moved by the people of Thailand and from many parts of the world coming together with limited resources and finances in order to save these young boys and their coach, history was made a few days ago and my hope for humanity was restored.
Their coach in particular, is not a fool in my eyes but a hero. A man who acted accordingly for the survival of the team, giving the boys his share of the limited food and water they had to keep them strong and showing them how to meditate in order to help the boys conserve their energy/strength for when they get out of the cave and keeping their spirits up that help would come for them.
Also the tragic loss of the Thai navy seal that gave his life in making sure the boys had enough oxygen tanks, in turn not making sure he himself had enough for the journey back. The rescue wouldn't have gone ahead if it wasn't for your bravery and selflessness. May he rest in peace❤️