1 Chapter one; part the first.

Satania's Point Of View

I woke up in a cold cell in a room of chaos. Sounds in every direction pounding through my skull. Children screaming, a chorus of young women screaming the word no over and over. Men laughing and moaning and rattling metal bars.

As I looked around I noticed four things.

One: I wasn't dressed.

Two: I was chained to the bars of my cage by my waist, my wrists, and my ankles. I'm trapped...

Three: There was some sort of tube connected to an IV sort of thing which was pulling red liquid from my arm. Holy fuck .. is that blood?

Four: I felt weak.

I heard footsteps drawing nearer. A man with cold eyes and a dark uniform that stunk of sorrow and pain. "Hey little lady. Ready to have some fun?"

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"Who the hell are you?" I spat.

"I'm the guard that's gonna take care of you" he said with a chuckle. Well, that's not creepy at all. I watched as he entered the code (or should it be Touch ID?) in my cage door, eyes never leaving mine. The door opened with a slight hissing sound. Like I was in some sort of compression chamber. He walked slowly and gracefully towards me. He then got really close to my face and raised a calloused hand to lightly stroke my jaw.

"So beautiful" he whispered under his breath as his other hand went towards my ass. I tried to squirm away from him, but those damn restraints stopped me.

"Get your bloody hand off my ass!" I snapped in his face. He just smirked a sadistic smirk and squeezed. He started leaning towards my neck when another guard appeared.

"NASH! Leave her alone." He growled. Nash? Huh okay. I'll have to remember that.

"Yes captain." He whispered, jaw tense.

That's when I realized that the new guy was wearing a different uniform. Darker with more patches, more sadistic images. The captain walked close. "I know you're scared-"

"Ha! Do you think I'm scared of you?! That's rich." I interrupted.

"You will let me finish," he snapped at me. "I know you're scared, but I promise it's not so bad here. I think you'll grow to like it." He finished fists clenched. Just as I was about to give some snide remark back, there was a piercing shriek not four cages over.

"No no please no.. not again.. I can't take it anymore!!" I heard a young girl say through heavy sobs.

"Oh yeah. I'm just gonna love it." I drawled.

He sighed. "You'll find you're only making it harder on yourself by talking back, young lady." He said as he turned in his heel to walk away. Yeah. Okay, DAD. I thought to myself with a mental smirk. Nash closed my cage door and walked away.