Prologue: The Abuse

Raven, a sixteen year old girl, walked home from her part-time job at the library. She felt as if someone was watching her. She looked around the near empty streets, seeing nothing. Raven picked up her speed. She should have been home hours ago, but she had gotten caught up in a mystery novel, losing track of time. Her parents will be furious with her once she gets home.

‘Only a few more blocks,’ Raven thought, breathing out and seeing a small cloud of air. She pulled her jacket tighter to herself. She turned down a dark alley, one that she had traveled many times, usually during the day. As she was about to pass a door, it opened, and five large men stumbled out, instantly noticing her.

Their eyes glinted in the moonlight unnaturally. Raven looked back, thinking of retreating back to the main road, and taking the longer route home.

“Are you lost little girl?” questioned the bigger of the men. Raven swallowed in fear and began inching back to the main road. She quickly turned to run, but stopped short when the men had quickly circled around her. She felt as if she was a rabbit, surrounded by a pack of wolves.

The man that spoke, spoke again, “Let’s have some fun gents, before returning to our packs,” he growled.

“Please leave me alone,” begged Raven, feeling tears began to slide down her face. She pulled her backpack off and prepared to fight, even though she knew it would be futile, but maybe someone would hear and come.

They all ran at her, she screamed loudly and attempted to fight with her bag, but one of the men easily pulled it from her hands and tossed it away, as two others grabbed her arms, one putting his hand over her mouth.

Raven bit down on his hand, and kicked wildly about, but it didn’t seem to phase them. Another man came up and ripped her clothes off her like it was paper. She was forced to the ground and they held her there, as the rest ran their hands all over her supple body. Each one unbuckling their pants.

Raven continued to try and scream, tears flowing more and more. The man that first spoke, pushed her thighs apart, exposing her young rip pussy. The other four grabbed her each by a limb, all the while caressing her breasts. She continued to fight, but it did nothing.

She noticed a mark on each one’s wrist, a wolf and a different symbol, fang, tree, moon, water, and Lotus flower.

Raven felt the man hardened cock press at her entrance, without warning, he slammed into her. She screamed in muffled pain, as he had his way with her. Once he was satisfied, another took his place, harder than the last, and so forth.

When she thought it was all over, as all had, had their time, they rolled her onto her back, fucking her from behind. They had released her mouth a while ago. Her throat was too sore to scream anymore, to call for help. It seemed no one had cared anyways. All she could do was cry and hope for it all to end, whether through death or blacking out.

Finally, it seemed as if they were done. “Damn, Stefen that was great. After that meeting, I needed this.”

“Hush, no names.” The voice sounded like the first speaker.

“She’ll be dead by morning, nothing will come back to us.” The others laughed and Raven heard them begin to walk away... howling…

She felt bruised everywhere, she couldn’t move her body, and the cold began to seep into her. ‘Let it end.’  The world began to blur around her, she felt herself slipping into unconsciousness, her body too battered and broken. And then, there was nothing but silence.