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Vale Industrial District - Ruby Rose - 7:47 P.M
Ruby Rose, huntress in training, walked through the late evening streets of Vale’s Industrial District towards the nearest airship station, planning on returning to her Beacon dorm with a day's worth of shopping. New stationary and folders for Weiss, replacing supplies she had used earlier in the semester, a collection of books Blake had ordered that she had offered to pick up, and as a gift for Yang a new, lighter set of bolts for Bumblebee. It had been such a good day, and Ruby was more than ready to fall into bed for a long peaceful rest. Afterall the Vytal Festival was coming up in a few months, and she wanted her team to be ready and that meant rest, training and more training.
She was silently nodding along to the music blaring in her headphones. Ruby felt happy and according to her scroll’s map, she was only fifteen minutes out from the stop, she’d be back at Beacon in no time! Hmm something feels… off. Ruby stopped on the sidewalk, glancing around and lowering the volume of her music, despite her gut nothing was amiss in the street, factory workers came and went into dingy bars, smoking and drinking as they went paying her no mind. The occasional car sped up or down the street fading sunlight reflecting off their back windshields. Sure that nothing was wrong, Ruby continued on her way, faster now than before.
Must just be something I ate, or perhaps this area just reminds me of The Breach Ruby thought to herself, shuddering slightly remembering the desperate fight to keep the Grimm out of Vale, and the horrible consequences that befell regular people when Grimm slipped past the Huntsman and Huntresses to wreak their terrible desires upon humanity. Even those thoughts, and the anxiety they caused weren’t enough to completely ruin Ruby's good day so she continued on. Suddenly, without warning she was grabbed by the right shoulder and pulled roughly into an alley being thrown to the ground, her headphones and shopping clattering to the asphalt. In an instant, Ruby sprung up to her feet, spinning to face her attacker only to pause. What the heck grabbed me! There's nobody there! Ruby thought to herself, staring out into the street. She reached for her scroll, hoping to call her team and summon her rocket locker, something was very clearly up in this section of Vale.
Just as she was about to unlock it however, she was struck by a blunt object in the back, her own aura flaring as it caught the blow, yet physics takes its toll and Ruby fell forwards her scroll clattering across the ground, landing several meters away from her at the edge of the alley. Desperately she scrambled forward on her hands and knees to her scroll, hoping to activate its emergency call function, but a pair of rough hands dragged her upright, tossing her further into the alley. Ruby scrambled to her feet yet again, adrenaline pulsing through her veins as she faced her attacked, fists raised.
He was tall, well built and dressed in dark clothing, a black mask covering the lower half of his face. Dark brown eyes, a basic short haircut he was utterly… normal, nothing like Roman Torchwick or his goons. Who the hell is this guy? One of Torchwick’s maybe? Angry that I got his boss arrested? Ruby’s internal questions would go unanswered as he advanced towards her, a metal bat raised. He swung towards Ruby’s midsection, the bat picking up speed, Ruby quickly accessed her semblance, bursting between his legs as she made a mad dash towards her scroll. Ruby made it through his legs, the distance to her scroll closing with every second only to be abruptly yanked out of her semblance as his hand, glowing black with aura grabbed her shoulder.
Ruby felt her aura fade, drain and felt a wave of fatigue wash over her as the man picked her up with one hand, her aura evaporating as he held her aloft, hand glowing. What kind of semblance is that! I… I feel so tired but I can’t! Ruby’s mind panicked and she desperately kicked and punched back, attempting to get him to drop her. Her fists and boots struck ineffectually against whatever she could reach, smashing into his limbs and chest against hardened muscle only earning her small grunts of pain for the effort. Ruby’s aura all the while was siphoned off into the ether, fading with every passing second and eventually a minute or two after being grabbed it shattered, sparks of red spiralling off into the darkened alley.
Ruby felt a wave of exhaustion pulse over her as her aura broke, and her eyelids grew heavy, only springing back to awareness as she remembered her situation. Desperately she spoke up.
“Hey just take whatever you want, I don’t want to hurt you! Maybe I can help you, anything!” she cried out, coughing and panting all the while.
He said nothing, staring at her before dragging her by her cloak deeper into the alley, away from the streetlight. Panting slightly with effort as he did so Ruby squirming as much as possible to try and get away from her attacker. Oh God he’s gonna kill me Ruby thought to herself, This isn’t just a mugging he's a serial killer or maybe he’s gonna ransom me! She struggled in his grasp, before eventually finding herself tossed into a dimly lit deadend, faint old phosphorus light faintly illuminating the detritus and graffiti surrounding her in pale orange light.
Desperately, Ruby looked to her attacker, essentially spent.
“What do you want from me!” she cried, hoping someone might hear her.
The man drew a knife from his jacket, and brandished it towards Ruby as he stepped closer, Ruby pulled against the wall, certain her life was about to end.
Riiiip!
The blade cut through her shirt, and sliced open her bra, as he grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her down. Only then did it click in Ruby’s head what this man's goal was. Oh God no, please. Tears sprung from her eyes as he slowly tore open the rest of her shirt, baring her to the cold night air. Grasping, rough hands felt and groped her chest, sending shivers down her spine and drawing goosebumps across her skin. Desperately she scratched her nails into his clothes, trying to push him away, or make him stop, but after her aura was drained, perhaps by his semblance, she felt utterly powerless to stop him.
Minutes passed of the unwanted, undesired groping of her breasts to Ruby, it felt like hours as she desperately tried to escape, or fight off his grasping hands to no avail, eventually however he grabbed her by the throat, choking of her air supply as his other hand ripped down her leggings and underwear, leaving Ruby further exposed, her vision tunneled for a moment as he crushed her throat, leaving deep bruises, before she eventually noticed her state of undress.
“No, no, no, please don’t” Ruby desperately whimpered out, trying to scramble away from the unknown assaulter.
Ruby listened to the awful sound of a belt being undone, and spared a quick, horrid glance downwards to see him dropping his pants to his thighs before she could glimpse anything she shut her eyes. Her mind screamed at her in the blackness, tears streaking from shut eyes. It raced looking for any way out of this, but without her semblance, without Crescent Rose, without any of Yang’s hand to hand training, or Blake’s underhanded tactics, without Weiss’s authority, without, without, without. Ruby panicked, her breathing rapidly speeding up as she felt something distinctly wrong poke her and shuddered away from it involuntarily.
He spoke.
“Hold still little bitch.” his voice coarse like sandpaper.
Ruby Rose froze up, and he pushed inside. IT HURTS IT HURTS STOP. Ruby’s mind screamed at her, her emotions spinning as she cried yet somewhere deep in her mind froze her, any attempts to fight back, to speak, to run stopped. It was safer perhaps, to let whatever may happen, happen and Ruby fell deep into her own mind, utterly frozen yet still recording every explicit detail. The sweat, grunting, the pain, her own growing arousal… Oh Gods… please don’t let me like this. I don’t like this, no, no, no, no. Ruby’s own mind screamed at her, even as her body reacted to the unwanted penetration.
Gradually, he picked up his pace, Ruby’s eyes long since opened, and dead to the world as he continued his horrible craft. The grunts were coming faster and faster now, his speed increasing and Ruby felt nothing but numbness, and a faint sense of pain, and horribly pleasure. Eventually, her mind caught on. No, no, he's not going to… surely Ruby thought, and yet he did reach his horrific ending. Ruby felt him finish, something hot, wet and distinctly wrong filling her. Her tears flowing ever onwards, a hot river of anger, shame and sadness reflected on her face.
He laid still for a moment, before eventually pulling out, pulling up and buckling his pants and leaving his young victim behind.
“Thanks, I really needed that.” he called back as he left the alley, softly chuckling to himself.
Ruby barely registered the voice, too focused on the sense of wrongness about her body, on the cold that was nipping at her chest and groin, on the sensations of ripped clothes, the pain deep inside, the stickiness coating her thighs, on her spinning mind and the awful conclusions to what had just happened.
Oh Gods, why, why, why. Ruby thought to herself, barely comprehending the last ten to twenty minutes, or maybe it had been hours she wasn’t sure. What just happened to me… I know about sex… it was always supposed to be softer, comforting between… someone special, her mind briefly flashed a vision of white hair, soft skin, and soft blue eyes, before attempting to comprehend what had occurred to her. Ruby processed for a long moment, shivering in the cold late summer air before eventually, her brain spat out the horrid conclusion.
He raped me… and I don’t know what to do.