The door swung open as Vick was having fun with his new toy. Vira's head was spinning, as was her stomach. She felt violated, and gross, naked on the floor. Her throat was raw from screaming and her entire body was bruised from struggling. He had taken her, not caring the pain that seared through her. She trembled on the floor, her face drenched with tears, when the door opened. She heard a snarl from Vick, who let go of her, letting her head slam into the ground. White and Black dots danced like stars everywhere. She gazed at the door, her eyes lulled and glazed over from pain, a gray-blue. Her powers were trying to heal the body, but it was confused with no one to guide it. She say Vashen, blood stained and pistols ready. She tried to push herself closer to the wall, leaning her back on the smooth cool surface. She grabbed part of her torn clothing from the ground and held it across her, ashamed to be seen violated and so raw with pain. She wanted to crawl to Vashen, but Vick stood in the way, blade in hand.<br/><br/>"Oh look darlin', your hero arrived to see me finish. Oh sweet. Sorry if i beat you to it mann. But let me tell you...She feels good." He licked his lips and laughed. Vira whimpered in the corner, her body on fire with pain. Her mouth let out a slow moan as she tried to move her leg, wich had twisted and pulled when she tried to flee. She was sure it was broken, as was one of her ribs. She could taste blood from the cut on her cheek. Her entire left side of her face throbbed and felt wet. Her hair was a mess and the tips of her ears poked out from behind it. Vick was too drunk to realize it being weird. He just laughed pulled at it, telling her oh much of piece of trash she was.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #800000">"Who would ever want such a freak!"</span></span>a sob tore at her throat, as she tried to push what had happened down.