“Are we…. In an Auditorium?” I muttered.

Stood out in front of us was rows upon rows of seats. There's rafters high up stretching across the entire ceiling. We were on the one straight in the middle facing the stage. The stage was grand and as white as the surrounding room around it.

Before we could muster anything. A curtain started to cover the stage. It was strange. It was the first thing here we’ve seen that wasn’t just the color white. The curtain was dark red, it’s as big as the stage it covers. Watching it slowly close gave me a sinking feeling in my stomach.

This feeling of fear… dread… it makes me want to throw up.

“Z-Zion, w-we should get going-”

A loud banging sound echoed throughout the auditorium and was swiftly followed by a pounding sound of footsteps.

Students flooded the rooms from all angles. As quickly as they came in, they made it to their seats just as swiftly.

Me and Elijah examined the entire room, unable to follow what just occurred. We couldn’t believe how quickly they moved. We turned around and even saw students sitting in the seats behind us on the rafter that we’re on. Having a closer look at their faces, I could see now that they are nothing like us.

They had the appearance and attire of normal students, but their faces were hollowed out. There was this white static moving on and covering their entire face. No eyes, no nose, no features. Just static.

These aren’t students. This really isn’t our school…

“Attention ladies and gentlemen of the crowd! Please remain seated and keep conversations nonexistent until the end of the play!” A voice shouted from behind the curtain, echoing through the room.

The curtain started to roll back and the stage was revealed once more. This time there were two individuals sitting down in chairs on the stage. There was a single stage light that illuminated around them while the rest of the stage laid dim.

There was a girl sitting to the left. She had short, bright yellow hair. Her face was soft and pretty looking. She has a petite build and looks rather short. She wore a white sundress that highlighted her figure nicely. She sat with her legs crossed. The same smug smile has been on her face since the curtains opened. It looks like she’s examining the crowd.

To the right there was a boy. He was like all of the other students in the crowd. His posture in the chair made him look as if he were dead.

“I think a play is about to start….” Elijah whispered to me.

The woman did one last scan of the crowd. When she looked in our direction, she stopped. Is she staring at me specifically? We locked eyes and I quickly turned away. I could hear a slight laugh coming from under her breath as she looked away.

She let out a deep breath and then started to stare at the boy in the chair sitting next to her.

“The bills came in today sweetheart.” She got up from her seat and began to circle around him, the sound of her heels tapping as she walked made the scene unsettling. “That, and the tuition payment for Billy’s second semester. The bank is also wanting to know when we’re gonna make a payment on our bill, we have a pretty hefty past due amount.”

She stopped behind him, and began rubbing the back of his head.

“Oh how thoughtless of me dear! Did you have a good day at work sweetie? You must be very hungry!” The woman said. Her voice was soft and had a tone of sweetness to it. “That simply won’t do! We have to get you something in your stomach dear!”

There was a sudden silence after that, as if it was meant for the boy to be saying something.

“I could make a nice hot, meat, and vegetable stew. That’d surely hit the spot after a long day of labor, wouldn’t it?”

Not a single sound came from the boy.

“Hm…? What do you mean honey? You're not hungry? Are you sure?” The woman said with a worried voice, she started to get closer to the boy’s face.

Another few seconds of awkward silence went by.

“Oh… I think I know what you want… Dar-ling~” She put her hand on his chest and started to slide it down his body to his waist. She started to rub him up and down. “I know you darling. You couldn’t wait to get home to see your beautiful, loving wife, couldn’t you?” She started to lick her lips and deepen her tone of voice in a seductive way. “I’ll make you feel good dear~” She got up and took a step back from him. “Don’t go anywhere♡” She walked away, behind the curtain.

Me and Elijah looked at each other speechless. We can’t believe what we’re witnessing. And this play… What the hell is it about? It’s kind of…. Wouldn’t this be rather inappropriate for a school play?

“I’m not dreaming am I? Pinch me if I am…” Elijah muttered under his breath.

“This is insane…” I started to walk closer to the railing of the rafter. “What kind of play is this?!” My voice echoed throughout the room. It seems I said that louder than I intended to.

“Z-Zion!” Elijah shouted behind me.

“HUUUUUUUH-” A voice rang out from behind the stage.

The woman walked back onto the stage. This time not wearing a sundress but a very sexy and alluring red lingerie. Her garter belt had a flower pattern on it. Those white thigh high socks made her look all the more appealing. Her pretty yellow hair was now tied up in a bun.

My face was turning red at the sight of her.

Is that attire really school appropriate…? What if… that was me on that stage?

She turned and looked at me while putting a hand on her hip. “And just who do you think you are?! Do you believe yourself to be above the rules of my very own theater?!” She barked at me while shooting me a cold and mean glare.

Wait… she’s talking to me?! She is talking to me!

“N-no s-sorry I-I u-uhhh…” I stumbled over my words.

Her mean gaze turned the opposite in an instance. She started to smile at me. “Well aren’t you just the cutest! I stole a few glances from you before the show but boy aren’t you something to behold.” She licked her lips slowly.

“W-what?”

“Hey… we’re not here to cause any trouble. We’ll see ourselves out now. Come on Zion, let’s go.” Elijah said politely to her as he started to tap me to signal that it’s time to leave.

“Zion?! Oh that’s your name.” Her face started to grow redder from blushing. She grabbed both sides of her face and started biting her lip while staring at me. I could hear her breathing all the way from up here.

This is starting to make me feel a little uncomfortable.

“Let’s go!” Elijah barked at me.

“I’m sorry but there will be no leaving until the play has concluded.” The woman said in the same cold way as before.

“Sorry lady but we have places to be and you look too old for my friend here.” Elijah said rudely to the woman.

We started walking, but stopped as we noticed the dark area we came out from was no longer present. It was replaced by a solid, patterned, white wall.

“I see you don't have any seats either. Don’t worry! I’ll happily accommodate you two.” She snapped her fingers and the next thing I knew, I was behind her. Sitting in the chair that the boy in the play was sitting in. She turns around and smiles at me before beginning to walk towards me.

“W-wait! What am I doing on stage?!” I shouted at her.

“S-shit! Zion run! We have to get out of here!” Elijah yelled from in the crowd. Looking around I could see him in a rafter, standing up from his seat. “What the hell are you trying to pull!”

“...,” She stopped, and turned her head, “I only have two rules yet you continue to break them so…” She said with disappointment in her voice. She let out a sigh. “I have asked you to remain seated AND quiet for the duration of the play, mister.” She eyed Elijah with a sharp glare.

“Fuck you! You don’t scare me! I’ll come down there and-”

She snapped her fingers again and this time the outcome was horrible. Blood started to burst from Elijah's chest and neck. He fell back down into his seat.

“HW-” Elijah started to wheeze and moan from the pain. He can barely move. His face was barely seeable from the large amount of blood covering it. It looks like he’s gonna bleed out.

“NO!” I cried out.

“Hm? What beautiful wounds you have. I wonder what you did previously that caused you to sustain them. I would’ve loved to see the encore you received after your survival. I do so hope you can survive it a second time, mister. Don’t make me have to stop my show again.” Without skipping a beat she began walking towards me once again.

“P-please! What do you want?! Don’t kill him! Please!” I tried to plead with her.

“Oh he won’t die. Take a look at that.” She raised her hand and pointed to where Elijah was sitting. His body was glowing green. It looks like his power is healing him. I think it’s healing him pretty slowly because he is still not able to move and there’s still a lot of blood. But I can see his wounds starting to slowly get smaller.

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“You can control your body’s aura…?” The woman covered her mouth in surprise. “That’s an interesting ability for someone so dull looking. I commend your strength, but its summit is nowhere near as grand as my capabilities. If you manage to heal yourself before the show ends I suggest you sit back quietly or it won’t just be past wounds you’ll be reliving.”

“Stop it! Please!” I stood up from the chair.

“Sit down dear.” She raised her index finger up and pointed it down in a swift motion causing me to be flung back down into my seat.

“W-what was that?!”

“Don’t concern yourself with a man when you have me right in front of you! Is my beauty not to your liking dear? Should I have gone with a different type of lingerie?” she tilted her head up and touched her chin. “Or maybe you don’t like the color red? Hmm…”

I tried to stand up again but was met with the same swift motion as before, planting me right back into the chair.

“Why are you doing this…” I muttered.

“What is it exactly that you don't like dear? I’d like to know so I can meet your standards honey~”

“W-what? I-I don’t know…”

“You don’t know?” She stared at my flustered face for a second.

I was by no means hiding my nervousness. My face is as red as a tomato right now. I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t attractive, and what she’s wearing… she looks…

She grabbed me by the chin and raised my head up to look her in the eyes. I could tell she caught my wandering eyes. This situation is too awkward. Especially being on this stage in front of all these people. I feel confused and embarrassed right now.

“It seems that is not the case.” She started to smile. “Dear… are you perhaps a… vir-gin~?”

“...w-What?! Why do you wanna know?!”

“So you are?” She lifted her head slightly and let out a smug grin.

“n-NO!” I yelled.

She let out a gasp. “You’re not?!”

“N-no! I-I…. I am…”

“What?”

“....”

Her grip on my chin tightened as she started to laugh.

“HAHA, why did you lie?! Are you embarrassed Zion? Are you ashamed? I mean you do look rather young. And that innocent look on your face. Oh Zion, you’re everything I love about a man♡” She started to rub my face and touch my lips. “But you are not a man yet are you? You’re still a boy growing into one.” She started to bite her lip so hard that some blood started to roll from her lip down her chin. “But there also comes a time when a boy has to become a man a little earlier than others. I can make you a man Darling. How about it, sugar~?”

She jumped up on top of me and planted straight onto my lap. She licked the side of my face, then looked me in the eyes.

“N-no…!”

“No?” She uttered in disbelief.

“I…. I'm not… I don't… I don’t want to…”

“You don’t want to…?”

“....”

My head sunk down to the point where I could only see the floor.

This is overwhelming me. I can’t do this. My heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest. It feels too hot and I'm starting to sweat more and more. Why is she doing this on a stage of all places?! I can’t think straight. I wanna leave. I wanna close my eyes and I want everyone to disappear from around me. The students have no faces but I can still feel their gazes. Their judgemental eyes. It’s starting to make me feel like I'm gonna melt from the atmosphere around me. I want it to stop.

“I-I don’t want to… I-I mean… I think you’re very beautiful… i-it’s just… not here on this stage… not now… not yet… I-I'm… not ready for that yet…”

“...”

She was stunned.

To admit that on a stage… in front of all these people…. This is so… Humiliating.

She let go of my face, got up from my lap, and took a step back. She covered her face with her hand as she started to giggle. Her giggling quickly turned into laughter.

Did she find that… amusing?

“You pathetic… Virgin!” She yelled while continuing to laugh. “You confessed that in front of a crowd full of people! You’re hilarious dear! I see why I chose you! You’re a pathetic virgin boy who’s so immature that he can’t help but break down and lay it all out on the floor when presented with an opportunity of exploring a woman's body right in front of him! You don’t think you could do it? Are you scared of my body, Zion?”

She started to rub her chest while she swayed her hips back and forth. She stuck her tongue out, and started to call out my name while moaning.

“S-stop that! What are you saying?!”

“You could never hope to satisfy a woman's urges with that attitude! Am I ugly Zion? Do you find me unappealing? Do I not get that red rocket of yours rising? Or wait… don’t tell me… are you waiting for marriage?!” She fell on the floor, rolling around while beating her fist on it from laughing too hard.

Then something happened that I never thought would. The crowd joined her in her laughter.

They’re laughs… are so loud.

“s-Stop!” I cried.

“Oh dear, is this humiliating for you? Do you feel embarrassed? Do you want your mommy? Want your little binkie? Or would you like the real thing.” She put her hand on her chest more, starting to fondle herself again. “You’re a filthy boy. I know what that dirty mind of yours is probably thinking right now.” She turned and looked at the crowd. ‘Ohmygosh, is she gonna let me touch her boobs?! Am I finally gonna do it with a girl?!’ She said in a tone as if she was attempting to mimic my voice. “Do you think… you could… make me climax…?” she covered her face in embarrassment. “Pfft HAH!”

She started to laugh maniacally once more, the crowd laughed wildly from her remarks.

I want it to stop…

“Am I degrading you Zion? Is this degrading for you?! Or… do you perhaps… like this?” She grabbed me by my neck and started to squeeze a little. “Does this do it for you dear? Do you get turned on by me talking horrible of you in front of all your peers? Do you have some sort of humiliation kink?! I have to say darling, you are a different kind of man entirely~”

No… I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all.

“N-no…”

“I’m happy to fulfill your desires sweetheart. Allow me to do the honors of rocking your virgin world darling~” She gave me a devilish grin. “Let’s start with a little foreplay shall we!”

The crowd grew dead silent.

With a flick of her wrist, a large burst of blood shot out from my shoulder.

I screamed out in pain. My body jerked from the shock and I started to fall from the chair. With another move of the wrist, I was back sitting in the chair. I leaned back in the chair, holding my arm.

“AUGH- w-what… What did you do…! What did you do to me!”

“I slashed your shoulder sugar! I fancy myself a little blood play. I thought you wouldn’t mind, you know, with your interests and all.” She let out a chuckle.

She flicked her wrist again and another burst of blood shot out from my body. This time from my left thigh. The pain is excruciating. I’ve never felt anything like it. It’s even worse than when I got kicked by the guard.

Some of my blood shot on her face. She wiped her face off with her hand then started to lick it off of her hand in a sexy manner while moaning. She looked me in the eyes while she did it.

When she looks at me like that, it’s not the eyes of a woman who’s acting. This isn’t a play. This is something else entirely!

“STOP!”

The pain became too much for me to handle. I began crying, my tears started to drip to the floor.

“L-leave me alone! I don’t want this! I never wanted this…” Not being able to fight against my tears, I stumbled over my words. “I… n-never wanted… any o-of t-this…”

“Are you crying…?” She turned to look at the crowd, pointing her thumb at me, “Is this man fucking crying?!”

In an instant, the auditorium started erupting with laughter from the audience all around.

“He’s fucking crying! I thought you couldn’t get any worse! You started crying!” She started to point at me while laughing.

“What’s wrong? What… you can’t take it? Are you crying from how good it is? You want more? You think you can take more~?” She said while breathing hard and making suggestive sounds.

“I-I can’t…”

I can’t take any more of this. …She’s gonna kill me at this rate.

“S-stop… a-at least… don’t let my friend watch this.” I pleaded with the woman once more.

“Oh yeah… your friend! I forgot all about him in the crowd. Look at you, breaking the fourth wall. Who gave you that permission huh?”

She flicked her wrist again and this time she slashed my hand. Blood was bursting from it and I could see it split and slightly hanging off a little.

I let out another roar of pain.

“But you're right. I can see how having a close friend who has never seen this side of you, would surely make this too unbearable for you to enjoy, am I right? Don’t worry. I’ll listen to your request darling. I wish to see your utmost satisfaction during our most intimate times.”

She walked to the center of the stage and started to address the crowd.

“What should I do, my fellow audience? We can’t have anyone leaving before the climax, but I also can’t stand my precious baby’s dissatisfaction.” She started to think.

What am I going to do… I don’t know what to do.

I feel… violated…

Physically my body is in pain but mentally…

Her words wounded me more than her slashes. I was degraded in the worst way possible in front of hundreds of people, and one of my closest friends… I’m being abused on stage in front of everyone and there’s nothing that I can do, nor can anyone do anything for me.

I’m trapped. Trapped up on this stage and I’m the center of attention.

Just what kind of woman is she?! She’s terrifying! She’s not right in the head! Why am I here?! Why is she here?!

Please… Please…. PLEASE!

I don’t wanna die here. Not after being subjected to this torture! I need to get away… I need to stand up… I need strength…

A flash of green twinkled in the corner of my eye.

“Just try to get rid of me! You demon!”

My vision was blurred by the shadow of a person. That person is Elijah. He appeared behind her in a mere blink of the eye.

“Demon? Judge, pumpkin~”

Elijah flung his fist towards her face. She countered with her arm. With a swift turn of her wrist, she sent a slash across his stomach, sending him flying into the chair she previously sat in.

“...I… a-ain’t… done!”

He struggled trying to return to his feet. She took advantage of his moment of weakness, and with another turn of her wrist, she lifted him up in the air.

“E-ELI!”

“W-WHAT?!”

He began flailing his arms and legs around, trying to free himself from whatever bind she has him under.

“I’ve decided to let you stay Eli, honey. Hopefully this warning will make you wanna be a good boy from here on out.”

She raised her arm, extending her finger out, she raised her arm down in a fast motion, sending Elijah crashing back up, into the rafters.

That move caused some casualties to be made among the students. The entire rafter was half destroyed.

“Now!” she turned to look at the crowd, “Where were we?”

Eli’s… he’s…

Just like the despair I felt from before when the guards circled me, Robbie, and Louis. I couldn’t move.

She acts as if everything she does is normal. She’s a force of nature. She sees my fear as an appeal for her fantasies. I’m just… an animal to her.

There’s no way out of this one. Me and Eli are gonna die…

This is the end…

But I prayed… I thought God answered my call…

Was it all… a lie…?

“You have strength, Zion.”

…

What…? Grandma… was that you?

“You have strength, Zion Matthews.”

My grandma… I can hear her voice… I remember her saying this to me when I was a kid. Why am I hearing this now…?

“You have strength, Zion. You have strength, Zion Matthews. Always remember that that strength will always be me protecting you.”

She’s right… I have strength. Grandma is here with me.

…

I need to get up from this chair.

I lifted my hands and planted them on the arms of the chair. I gritted my teeth in pain as my wounded left hand gripped the chair.

“Y-you… are gonna… stop…” I started to lift myself up slowly. The pain was indescribable, but I kept going.

She noticed me struggling to get up and turned around.

“Oh, trying to escape? There’s no running from me sugar♡” She flicked her wrist once more in a motion to slash.

Only this time… it did nothing.

I finally managed to stand up straight. She had a look of surprise and fear on her face from seeing that her power didn’t work on me.

“Did I… do that…?” I uttered under my breath.

“Darling… Why aren’t you listening to me, you disgusting insect!?” She started to flick both of her wrists simultaneously at me repeatedly, sending a rapid volley of slashes my way. But alas, none of them phase me.

In fact they didn’t even reach me. Every time one gets close to me, it instantly comes crashing down into the ground. There’s a big hole on the stage in front of me now from her repeated attacks.

“W-what’s happening?!” she shrieked.

I started to walk towards her slowly. Glaring at her, completely ignoring the world around us. There’s a strange flame igniting in my eyes.

“W-what are you doing?! Who said you could start being so dominant?!” She started to send more and more slashes my way. But they all failed and ended up the same way. Crashing straight into the ground.

I was getting closer to her. My body was still in pain, but it didn’t feel heavy at all to walk. I felt light, as if I could walk on air.

She started to rush towards me. She swung her fist at me but I caught her by the wrist.

“You’re… done!”

Her body suddenly crashed into the ground, splattering her into pieces. Some of her blood sprayed onto my face. It all happened in such a fast motion. It was a truly brutal scene.

“Did I kill her…?” I looked down at her corpse, she was in bits and pieces. Her blood covered a good portion of the stage.

She’s dead… I killed her…

That crazy person. Were they even human?

“Wait! Elijah!” I looked up in the crowd. Amidst the rubble, I spotted him, and saw that his wounds were almost done healing. “I’m coming!”

I started to head towards the stairs leading off the stage.

“I don’t think so darling~”

Hearing her voice after thinking I had killed her, she reappeared right in front of me.

“You surprised me but that won’t happen again!” She jumped up in the air and into the crowd above. She landed next to Elijah and grabbed him and lifted him up by the back of his neck. “I know how I'll satisfy you next darling!” She yelled hysterically.

“NO! Don't! Don’t kill him!” I screamed.

She let out a playful giggle. “Darling… remember this. This is all for your pleasure.”

In a flick of her wrist, she slashed Elijah's chest open. This time the wound looked even more gruesome than anything she’s let out before. I could see the agony on his face as his eyes rolled back into his head.

“Your precious friend… is dead!” She rejoiced.

“Y-you…”

Elijah…

“YOU… BITCH!”

The room around us started to twist, spin and crash all around. Students, rafters, steps. Everything was flying.

The last thing I remember seeing is the scared look the woman had on her face as the ceiling came crashing down.