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“Do tell me my sweet little princess, have you ever been touched by a man before?” Korse's fingertips glided over the black blindfold covering Sofia's eyes, and gently traced her bottom lip.

“No..no..nonono.” She mumbled, her eyelids fluttering, her lips quivering, her body trembling against his in the backseat of the speeding car.

The cold desert air flying back over the windshield whipped her platinum hair, strands of it stuck to the corner of her mouth.

Sofia's hands were tied behind her back, making it even more awkward to try and move away.

“Oh!” Korse exclaimed, “I do wish I could remedy that.” Sofia could see his wicked smile, it had be burned into her mind. His lips were against her's again, only this time it was brutal, unforgiving.

His teeth gnawed her plump lips, his tongue invading her tiny mouth, probing for any innocence left in her body.

Korse's hands pawed at her breasts, shoving them roughly, his nails digging into her sweet, pale flesh. Sofia cried out when his teeth met with her neck and sunk into the vein.

“AH! You know what I like to hear baby!” He pulled her bound form onto him, pulling her head back roughly by her hair, he watched as her chest heaved, her ample bosom bouncing with each bump in the road.

“We are nearing where the Killjoy's were last spotted sir.” The drac that controlled the car spoke up, just as Korse was starting to pull Sofia's dress off her shoulders.

“Fuck!” He spat, pushing her off and back into the seat. Sofia fell onto the floorboard, hitting her head against the door frame. “Here! Stop here!” Korse yelled, grabbing the drac's neck and choking him.

The car came to a screeching halt, and Korse once again grabbed Sofia up, carrying her bridal style out of the car. “This my sweet is where we part ways. And do remember my darling, if you fail this mission , I WILL be waiting.”
He pressed the barrel of his ray gun against her throat.

“And there are worse things that I can do to you besides killing you sweetheart.”

The butt of the ray gun met with Sofia's temple, rendering her unconscious, and laying bound and helpless in the middle of the desert.

“Goodbye my little princess. You should pray that we never meet again.”

With these final words Korse leaned in to kiss her cheek, and climbed into the passenger seat, and sped back to Battery City, the only thoughts in his mind were of pounding Party Poison and his future sweetheart into a bloody pulp.


Sofia fought to keep her eyes closed against the harsh, bright light of the glaring sun. Blood was crusted at the corner of her mouth, and sticky where she'd hit her head.

In the distance she could see a moving speck that seemed to be getting closer.

A car. It had to be a car.

She wiggled her arms, attempting to pull her wrists free from the cloth that bound them. The speck grew larger as it approached her, slowing as it neared her. Then coming to a complete stop about twenty feet from her.

“Help! Please help me!” She yelled, her voice cracking, straining to even vocalize. Two figures came running. A tall man with curly hair and a shorter man with black hair reached her first.

“What the fuck?” The taller man asked, putting his ray gun back into the holster.

“I'll bet my last fucking cigarette she's a spy!” The smaller one pointed his gun at Sofia's face,
finger ready on the trigger.

“Put that shit down Ghoul.” A man with flame red hair stepped into view, pushing the ray gun down, and knelt beside Sofia.

“Who are you?” He asked moving the hair out of Sofia's eyes, tucking it behind her ear gently.

“Sofia Keller.” She whimpered, her voice gone.

“She's a fucking spy! I know it. Let me ghost her now, while she's weak!” Ghoul raised the gun again, aiming this time at her heart.

“Shut the fuck up!” The red head yelled. “Help me pick her up.” Even more gently than he touched her hair he picked her up underneath her arms, while the man with the curly hair lifted her legs.

They laid her across the back seat before everything went black again.

The last thing she heard was a child's voice asking if the woman was what a real doll looked like.