Helpless

[seishounohana]

Uh... yeah. For the sake of amusement, and a challenge for myself I will create a rather mature theme for this first post. Emily's a teenager... shouldn't be so far from being real... but yeah, I'm not posing too much details so that I wouldn't be breaking the rules. Leon gave me an OK too, so yeah... I hope you readers enjoy my lame writing. XD

If you don't want to read the mature part, since it's not exactly so necessary... and done only for the sake of fun, don't click the spoiler.

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The girl could not remember anything but just how light she felt. Emily felt like she was floating; weightless against the dark void she found herself in. 'Wh-Where...' would be her first word, gaining consciousness. Where was she?All she knew was, she was helpless; Emily tried to move her arms, yet she couldn't... any of her attempts to sit up were useless. Luckily for her, her head seemed to be the only part of her body she could move on her own... and realized -- from looking around and down into herself -- several things: a) she was alone, and b) she was naked.

There was no wind in this void... no air even... but how was she able to breathe? What was binding her to this darkness?

'Kekekekekkeke~' she would hear, the familiar masculine voice reverbing into the darkness.

"J-jon? Is that you?"

"Why, hello there... Emily." Yet another voice would greet her, goosebumps gracing her skin.

"Mathew!"

The two males appeared before her, smiling slyly as they looked down onto her binded, and barely clothed self. "D-Don't look!" she told them. Obviously not listened to as one of them began brushing a hand onto her stomach, and the other pressing what felt like lips onto her neck.

"W-wa-wait...."

They would continue touching her... going places she never really explored before (OOC: Well, damn... >__< Needa start not making so much detail) up to the point where she felt the place in between her legs burning... and her face steaming hot with ... what was it?

She didn't know. All she knew now was, she that a hand was now brushing against it... whose? ... yeah.. who was doing this? She was too 'distracted' to try and notice. Her were clamped shut throughout this ordeal.

What the hell was happening? Why are they touching her like this? Pressing their lips and lapping against what seemed to be targeted areas of her body... driving her crazy. Then... ...

Then---

Emily's eyes shot themselves open when she finally woke up, sweating like no tomorrow. Was that a nightmare? ... or was it something else? It felt too good to be a nightmare... but... it was so... eerie.

Why Mathew and "Unfettered"?

She shook her head, trying to wake herself up from that "dream" It... never really happened did it?

Darn being a teenager. She had read about "wet dreams" before but never really experienced one until now. Then again, the books said it was more common with males... guess she was one of the 'lucky' women who gets one.

... damn all these hormones. Then again, she was 14... with a birthday already approaching quickly.

A sigh and a few stretches later, she'd realize she was still in the facility -- Mathew had been tricked. "I knew it." she would mumble to herself as she walked into the door with the opening. She leaned over, hoping to get the guard's attention. "Can I get a bath, or something? Um... please? Hello?"

TBC on next post. >__>

[Mr. Kaar]

"Release the boy in her cell."

It was an order from Sean himself, as they dragged the slowly regaining conciouseness blond fighter. His new vest had no ties so it was open, showing the huge x shaped scar on his chest, the bullet wounds in his gut, the hundreds of stab wounds, the slash wounds. A large scar on his right side, scars on both hands showing that there was once holes in his hands from a crucafying. The red circle around right his arm and the lightning shaped scars running from the circle down his right arm stopping at the wrist from the nerve reconstruction after it was cut off.

He wore chinese traditional white pnats, green sock wraps and the black chinese shoes. He was thrown into the cell just as he had regained his attention to detail and spun around just in time for them to close the door, he'd be facing the door with his back to emily. His form calm, but so motionless, as if he wheren't even breathing.

'Lets see what happens.'

Sean thought from his office chair watching on the monitor.

[seishounohana]

Emily would back away as the cell door opened not by an escort or anyone, but by a thug who threw Leon in. The girl basically was a little more shocked. What was that warden up to now?

She took a step towards the familiar, a little worried. Her worries would be amplified when her green eyes met with his hands. There were holes on there. A crucifixion?! These people were going too far!

That also didn't count the rest of Leon's other scars.

"L-Leon?!" She would say, walking closer. "Are you alright? What did they do to you?"

It seemed Emily was lucky. She hadn't been tortured or given anything that would pain her like what it had seemed to be done to Leon... or what they'd probably do to Mathew.

Would they do this to Mathew too?

That heartless man!

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon didn't turn around from the door. The scars where old news for him, so he hadn't thought about what she mite be thinking about them. He just stood there, silent for a few moments. They hadn't done done anything to him besides force him to kill his fiance, and releasing him of the control right afterwards. He turned towards Emily with intensely focused eyes. Almost angry, but neutral.

"They dodn't do anything."

Leon would then look at the door again, thinking. If it where rubber, he could probably demolish it with blunt force if his bod can withstand bouncing off the far wall and slamming into the door harder each time. The heavy and thick rubber would hurt like a bitch though. No that wasn't a good plan, not desperate enough for something like that yet.

[seishounohana]

"They dodn't do anything." He'd say, looking at her with a glance that mildly scared her... not not more than it worried her more. Well, she was a person who was genuine in her emotions -- having no reason to hide them, why try?

"You're lying." Emily would say... then noticing him get deep into thought, "What's on your mind...?"

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon stood there for a few more seconds after she said he was lying. He wasn't going to tell her, this was one of the few questions Leon would not answer anyone. His personal life was reserved for close friends and those involved, questions about fighting or Qi, he'd answer, anything else, your on your own. Now as to what he was thinking. He was only day dreaming about how to beat the living shit out of the door.

"How to kill Sean Barker."

he was alittle passionate about saying that. Leon was not a stable person, when he vowed to destroy someone they either drop off the face of the earth for fear of The Lightning Dragon, or they never knew what hit them when they did run into him. He was ruthless and uncontrollable. Sporratic and hardly predictable. He did what he wanted, when he wanted and how he wanted, didn't matter how many had to get put down in the process, its their fault for gettin in his way.

Leon would look at her again, and raise an eye brow.

"Whats with the white hair?"

[seishounohana]

"How to kill Sean Barker." Well, she had no complaints about that.
Regardless of who, how or when Sean Barker would be taken down, Emily didn't care. This man was dangerous and certainly was someone everyone in 259 should be wary of. His death would probably mean the safety of many more.

Then the dreaded question... "Whats with the white hair?"

A sigh.

"Well," she'd begin, "The warden basically drugged me and this was the side effect. Made me stronger somewhat ... but... still weak, regardless. Makes me wonder why he'd insist on keeping me here."

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon looked at her... Then he'd notice the gloves... Sean wouldn't of given her gloves unless he was testing on her. And that meant he'd never let go, and her explanation of what she was given and thats why her hair changed white. Well thats bad news.

"Your now his expirament... He will never let go unless your dead or he gets what he needs from you.... I'd suggest you make every effort to show improvement everytime he tests you."

Leon was giving her fair warning, he knew what happened to people when they became useless, uncapable of advancement, reaching that peek of ability that their bodies will withstand. This girl would have to push if she still believed herselfr to be weak.

"But i've never heard of someone going through the expiramentation and coming out still weak. Unless you dont even notice yourself."

[seishounohana]

"Your now his expirament... He will never let go unless your dead or he gets what he needs from you.... I'd suggest you make every effort to show improvement every time he tests you."

Emily smiled, crossing her arms over her chest. Her face would shift from a relieved, smiling expression to a more serious one. Well, that was a good warning.. and that meant she'll be going here a lot more often. That wouldn't be good news... actually.

A girl with a lot of potential.

That is who Emily is. However, she isn't the most confident in her abilities -- she basically just makes up for it with hard work.

"But i've never heard of someone going through the expiramentation and coming out still weak. Unless you dont even notice yourself."

"I've hadn't gotten the chance to find out for myself yet, actually."

[Mr. Kaar]

Leons face darkened at her comment. He looked at her, his right fist tightening. He'd tense for only a second before dashing at her with his right fist raised, if she did nothing he would use his left hand to grab her shirt and push her back against the wall and punch the wall next to her face, a rippled running through it that she would be able to feel from the impact of his fist.

"Fight, or die."

Leon said with force, staring right at her. If she didn't believe him he was going to make her believe him. One way or another she would fight back.

[seishounohana]

Emily only noticed a blur of movement from Leon until she was suddenly pushed hard against the wall, a punch falling to her view - which she accepted with a gasp, closing her eyes to meet her maker---

...

"Fight, or die." He declared. Emily opened her eyes to notice the dent on the wall right beside her. Now she was quite afraid for herself, considering the fact that she wasn't so sure about her abilities in the first place.

"I will IF you let me go, Leon." she said, covering up her fear with forced seriousness; hints of fear trickling onto her speech.

[Mr. Kaar]

Her answer brought a snarl to him as he tightened his grip and yanked her to the side, to slam her against the wall to his right.

"Thats not how it works!"

He'd look at her again raising his fist, and hold her against the wall with force almost starting to lift her. This was the way he trained his students.... His VERY advanced students, but they had to learn and this situation she would need to learn, fight or die.

With pure intention he'd make her see that this time, the punch was going to hit her in the face if she didn't do anything.

"Make me let go."

[seishounohana]

Emily's eyes widened as strong arms slammed her to the side, her back ramming, yet again, against the wall. It felt like her prison shirt was going to rip off, just how strong was Leon?!

"Thats not how it works!"

"Then wh- u-ugh!" She would be raised up by the shirt, feet leaving the comfort of the ground as she then saw that Leon had raised his arm: ANOTHER PUNCH!

"Make me let go."

She had to do something!

The force of her foot won't be damaging enough, and his arms were too long for her to knee him on the chin and pull him away... He was probably much more durable than she was, so unless she went all out on this, there would be no escape.

First of all, she didn't think Leon could've seen her fight... so he probably didn't have any idea about the wind blades that she had used all too often. Aye, so many options... which is best?!

She'd have to gamble on this.

Emily would use her small frame to slip down from her shirt, landing on a partial crouch on the ground. She wasn't naked or anything, she had a sleeveless shirt on that clung to her frame well enough not to be caught in Leon's shirt-pulling.

From where she landed, she would pull a foot forward to pull her fist forward to Leon's stomach: the first punch Emily would've done... well, at full force that is... and at the force Leon would be making as he pulled himself closer to create the punch would add to the damage Emily could create.

However, Emily was placing her bets on this move on the most part. She wasn't really bad at gambling, but--

-- this could actually cost her life.

Careful.



Dunno how good this is, Leon. ;P I wasn't so sure, so yeah... send me a PM if there's any problems.

-cowers away-

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon's arm tensed the muscles in it bulging as he let them loosen and fly forward only to tense right before impact, slamming against the rubber wall another ripple sent through the rubber as he felt Emily's fist connect with his stomach, the solid, scarred, and practically senseless stomach obsorbed the hit, but it did hurt, he was pushed back a bit., his feet stumbled into his drunken boxing stance, wrists curling inward, as he sweyed, first and second fingers extending slightly hooked as if each hand was holding a chinese cup of wine. Arms and feet unpredictably switching position.

He'd stumble forward bending over, and then fling like a bent spring backwards his left hooked hand extended to catch Emily under the chin, he would bend completely backward, if the upper cut like movement hit or missed he would extend his right foot to hit Emily in the gut straight forward and knock her into the wall again. He would then fall on his back, and lay there as if a passed out drunk.

[seishounohana]

Emily was in quite a bind here. Limited space and range of motion due to proximity-- hell, this would be a longer battle than she had thought.

It didn't pass her mind though, how different she is now in terms of fighting. Of course, she was herself... and other people need to see her improve before she'd notice.

Anticipating an attack of some sort due to the drunken stance, Emily took a step back -- barely avoiding the uppercut and the back hitting the wall. With no more space behind her, it left her with a few options -- Left or right.

The drunken movements were hard to predict for the most part, but considering some body dynamics it didn't take much to guess what they're after. The hard thing to guess would be what they'll use.

Leon was quickly bending back and it didn't take too long for Emily to realize that his foot had been set for her stomach. She quickly rushed to place her forearms on the supposed target, it was the least she could do to avoid the most internal damage, as it would screw her up quite a bit.

Interestingly, though the hit hurt quite a lot... her arms didn't break or hurt as much as when that goon dislocated her forearm. Was... she getting stronger?

A tiny bit of Blood trickled from her lips as she flinched forward as the rubberized wall pulled her forward from the power of that punch. Aye.

Leon falling backward, Emily took one step to the right and settled in a defensive stance on the other side of the room. "Haa... haaa... Y-you okay, Leon?"

Aye, catching her breath.

She had been moving pretty quickly the past few seconds, after all.